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.