Chapter 3

As I stepped into the classroom the next day, I couldn’t shake the tension hanging in the air. Kate was already there, her back turned to me as she focused on the lesson plans. Ever since the incident involving me and her sister, Sheena, things had been strained between us.

“Morning, Kate,” I greeted, attempting to break the ice.

She didn’t even glance in my direction. “Morning,” came her curt reply, her tone chilly.

Sighing inwardly, I braced myself for what I knew would be a difficult day. Throughout the morning, Kate made no effort to hide her displeasure. She was short with me during our interactions, and her icy glares across the room were impossible to miss. It was clear she was still upset about what had transpired.

As the day wore on, I found myself growing increasingly frustrated with the situation. When it came time for Kate to leave, she gathered her belongings without a word. Normally, she’d ask if we should walk back into the inner Vault together. Today, however, she just informed me, “I’m taking off now.”

“Kate, wait,” I called out, taking a few hurried steps toward her.

She paused, turning to face me with a questioning look in her eyes. “What is it, Steve?”

“Are you okay?” I asked, concern evident in my voice.

“Yeah, everything’s fine,” she replied, her tone guarded.

I hesitated, then pressed on. “Then can I walk home with you?”

“Alright,” she said, though her words lacked their usual warmth.

As Kate and I made our way through the dimly lit corridors of the inner Vault, a heavy silence hung between us. The tension from the previous day still lingered, and I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease. Finally, I decided to break the silence.

“Kate, can we talk about what happened yesterday?” I asked tentatively, my voice barely above a whisper.

She glanced at me, her expression guarded. “What do you want to talk about?”

“I want to know if what Sheena said is true,” I said carefully. “Is it true that you have a crush on me?”

Kate sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly. “I don’t know,” she muttered under her breath.

“You don’t know?” I asked, surprised by her response.

“I’m only fifteen, Steve. I’ve never fallen in love with anyone before,” she explained.

“Do you understand the concept of romantic relationships?” I asked, trying to gauge her perspective.

“I’ve known about the concept of liking someone, admiring someone, or loving someone since I was young when we were on the surface. But living in this Vault 69, it’s a bit confusing,” she admitted. “I’ve observed my parents, and they’re more like life partners than lovers. When I find someone attractive and have feelings for them, I can just ask them to fuck. Those feelings usually fade away after I have been satisfied with a few fucks or more.”

“Have you ever had feelings for me?” I questioned, hoping for a clear answer.

She chuckled softly and confessed, “Have I had feelings for you? Of course, I have. I talk about you a lot with Sheena and think of you often. I even named a dildo after you and fuck it every night. I want you to fuck me and fill every hole I have with your cum. Is that clear enough about my feelings for you?”

“But you never asked me to fuck,” I pointed out.

“I did ask you once, in the bathroom, remember? But you ran away,” she reminded me. “Later on, you told me it was because I’m not your type. You said you don’t fuck girls my age, and yet you fucked my sister. That’s why I was upset with you. I also told you that if you ever felt like exploring this territory, you should ask me first.”

“Son of a bitch!” I muttered. I reached out, gently placing a hand on her shoulder. “Kate, it’s not that I don’t have feelings for you,” I confessed earnestly. “I just ... have this complex, deceitful worm in my head that made me deny my feelings for you over and over. The truth is, I’m the one who has had a crush on you since the beginning. Even seeing you only once, I was thinking of you all the time. I was crazy about you. I could not fuck my usual date anymore because of you. I was upset because I was jealous when seeing you fucked your date. That’s why yesterday I went for a young girl for the first time. And the sole reason that I matched with your sister, it’s because my eyes only looked for someone like you.”

Kate’s eyes softened, and she gave me a beautiful smile. “Really?”

I nodded.

Kate then spoke, her voice tinged with emotion. “My friend, Pete, made a video presentation about love. He said that to love is to suffer for someone else’s happiness. Yesterday, when I saw you with Sheena, my heart was crushed to pieces. I don’t like it. I don’t like that damn feeling. It was suffocating. But, you know what? If it is for your happiness, I’ll be glad to experience it over and over and suffer for you. The pain that I felt, squirming in my heart, reminds me that, in this filthy Vault full of perverted people, I still have this normal heart that can hurt and it can be crushed. I’m giving it all to you, without any conditions, hoping that you won’t smash it too hard.” Tears glistened in her eyes as she spoke.

“I felt the same way when I saw you with your date. At first, I thought it was jealousy, but now I know it wasn’t. Your friend Pete said it right; to love is to suffer for someone else. And I’d love to suffer for you, I’ll to watch you fuck with countless guys, because I love you, Kate, even in a Vault like this, I love you,” I confessed.

“I love you too,” Kate responded, pulling me into a tight hug.

We stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, as if the world had stopped spinning and the nuclear bombs killed everybody on the earth but us.

Kate spoke softly. “Where do we go from here?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted, taking a moment to think. Suddenly, an idea struck me. “Hey, can we start over?”

“Start over?” she repeated.

“Yes, start over right from the beginning,” I explained.

A spark ignited in her eyes. “The bathroom!” we said in unison.

As we stepped into a steamy shower room, we found the same stall that we first met many days ago. We started with washing ourselves together. Our hands explored and applied soap to each other’s bodies. Roaming over curves, I rubbed her budding breasts as the warm water washed down the foam.

She pressed her body against mine and we started kissing passionately. Our tongues danced together as our hands explored each other’s bodies under a warm stream. I can feel her hard nipples poking and I can’t resist pinching and caressing them. I can feel her hand reaching down to grip my throbbing cock. She started stroking it gently while my hand reached down to her wet undercarriage. Feeling it warm and welcoming, I slid a finger inside where my other organ belonged.

Breaking our kiss, she dropped to her knees and took my manhood in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head, teasing it before taking it all the way in. I grabbed her hair gently as I was moaning from the pleasure I received.

But I wanted to taste her too. I gently pushed her away and guided her to the stall wall. I spread her legs and started licking her pussy. She moaned louder as I flicked my tongue over her clit, and I can feel her body trembling with pleasure.