Disclaimer: do not own GeneratorRex, if I did it definitely would be rated R rather PG

A/N1: I wrote this piece for GR kink meme, some time ago, as a second fill to a prompt – requester didn't answer, if she/he enjoyed it – but it's all right.

Warnings: nothing serious… just mentions of adult stuff.

Providence Dark Legacy

Riding (with) you

By your-biohazardous-friend

The round around petting ZOO was a good idea after all. Rex knew this place like a back of his hand: every E.V.O., every tree, every grass blade planted here hid no mysteries from him – he knew exactly what round to take to make a girl scream with excitement riding at the top speed.

They've shared few stories about Rebecca, cracked few jokes along the way. Everything was perfect until Beverly Holiday said an weird conclusion:

"So… it's like I'm riding you now"

The statement almost made younger Salazar disassemble his ride from astonishment. Rex's face immediately turned red.

But she is not-!He immediately thought.

In a matter of fact she did: young Holiday was sitting on his ride which was made of his nanites. Since the nanites were integral part of his body she was literally riding him.

That's the only logical conclusion. His mind assured, sounding suspiciously similar to Caesar.

Rex gulped down a non-existing lump at the back of his throat. As much as he hated to admit, those, ambiguous, words said so playfully, were very… arousing.

The teen felt as girl's arms tighten around his torso, her breasts flattening on his back, her chest vibrating as she was giggling to herself. He could swear, even knowing it's impossible, that he felt warmth of her body radiating through the metal covers of his build. Rex's hands became sweaty – how come he didn't notice all those small things before?

Young E.V.O. tried to ward off all the indecent images popping in his mind(of how else she could ride him), feeling of her firm, soft breasts on his back and… an unpleasant damp tightness of his pants. Fat drops of sweat were trailing down his face and neck. Only the last string of logic was holding his build in one piece... at steady speed nonetheless.

There were only several meters which were separating them from the 'finishing line' – marking the end of the lap. In desperation Rex tried to brought up White Knight displeased look – something he always considered as the most efficient cock-block – it didn't help much, instead made everything even worst – Rex was natural law-breaker, imagining White Knight's surprised, maybe even a little bit jealous, face was like pouring gas to the fire.

Rex inhaled lungful of cool, swampy air and sighed relieved when 'fun-turned-to-ordeal' was finally over. Beverly made a disappointed throaty sound behind his back, remaining obvious of Salazar's struggle, seemingly wanting some more excitement.

"Thanks for the ride!" she finally said, her cheeks were flushed from the adrenaline-rush and cold air which was lashing her face during the ride. Before Rex could answer any way, she pecked his cheek with her soft lips and got off, leaving Rex hot, bothered and thinking if E.V.O.s at petting ZOO wouldn't mind if he won't go to the bathroom to deal with his problem, which arouse during the fun-ride, and use some cover of (artificial) nature to help himself in need.

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