Disclaimer: I do not own Fallout

"How are we doing?" She looked at him with wide eyes.

"Sounds like you're fishing for a compliment." He said chuckling.

"And if I am?"

"You're a kinky little fucker, but you're my kinky little fucker and I wouldn't change a thing." He kissed her cheek.

"That's what I like to hear." She grinned, drawing her laser rifle and jogging out into the spray of bullets with a blinding grin and a dazzling gleam in her eyes.