A/N: what's this? back to back posts? don't expect it all the time I'm just home sick and inspired today. anyway there will def be a next chapter cause I didn't get through everything I thought up for this chapter I just didn't want to make it any longer. there might be some story building next chapter too, we'll see. I'm not making any promises but this might turn into am actual story with plot just still with plenty of smut.

Slowly the sound of the wasteland started to invade my consciousness. Sleep drifting away from my mind as I take in my surroundings before opening my eyes. The thin twin mattress between me and the concrete. The consistent thunk of the march of the assaultron. The wet spot on the edge of the mattress. Memories from the night before start rushing in and soaking my cunt. I can't help but laugh when I look down to see I was too exhausted to even pull up my pants before falling asleep.

A quick glance at my pip boy told me I had enough time to sit here and think for a moment. I really did want to bring that assaultron back with me. Sure I could get a quick fix in Diamond city from any number of guys or girls. A lot of people were into the tomboy thing, even if it was just an extra percassion. But Bowie made a very good point when they said their battery will outlast my lifespan.

Hacking an assaultron and failing though meant death. There was no faster way to turn a robot hostile towards you than failing a hack. Bowie might have been nice enough to let me live once but I doubt a good head game will save me twice. If I had power armor it might be enough to live if Bowie turned hostile on me but I really didn't want to destroy them.

Using my pip boy, I pulled up the schematics for the assaultron. There was nothing else in range to hack so it was safe to assume there were no other active bots in the area. Bowie was marked down as a legendary modified assaultron. At least the name wasn't revealing.

I had never hacked an assaultron, let alone a legendary one. It would be a big risk to try. With a sigh I give up the idea. I couldn't see a way to get Bowie home with me without a fight. Sitting there, feeling like a little kid denied their candy, I couldn't make myself get up and leave. I didn't want that to be the answer.

Pulling out my pipboy to check how much time I wasted sulking, the map was the last thing I had open before pulling up Bowie's schematics. About another hour farther from my base was one of those bot racer tracks. There was usually an assaultron in one of the races, which meant someone had definitely succeeded in hacking one before. Looting through a couple abandoned shacks on my way here I found two cap bombs. Between that and what I have on me I have about 500 caps…

Am I really debating going on the chance that someone will show me how to hack an assaultron? I could very well just get murdered and robbed when I tell them I have money. Shaking my head, I sigh as I push myself off the floor. I really am about to risk my life and caps over this stupid robot. I'll have to walk by Bowie going that direction so at least I can say bye.

The day was blinding after stepping out of the shack. Like catching the very end of a flash and being out of range of the bang. Thank-goodness for the welding goggles I keep on me. Bowie stopped their march around the building when they saw me walking towards them.

"Back for more already? I know I said I would fuck you to death but it'd be a shame to take that pretty mouth off this planet." They rested one shoulder against the building, their cargo pants hugging taught across the waist. Their mathematically perfect ass stretching the fabric. Before my eyes could make it back up to Bowie's face they were caught by their chest. Never losing shape or perkiness no matter the position they were in. I could feel the blush creeping down my face and neck when I finally looked back up to their red eye.

"I was actually getting ready to leave. But I'm offended that you think that's all I can handle." WHAT? WhyyYYyyYYyy did I say that?? I'm supposed to be leaving! There will be plenty of time for this later!! It was too late though. Bowie was already hoisting themself off the wall and sauntering in my direction. I took small paces backwards until my ass ran into a barrell.

"That's a lot of big talk, killer. Seems like you're shaking in your boots though." One gun metal arm grabbed the edge of the barrell I was practically sitting on. I was trapped between the building and their arm. Me and my big mouth, I thought.

"I might be shaking in my boots but at least I don't pitch a tent for every raider I come across." The words coming out of my mouth were auto-pilot. Not even having a chance to pass through my brain before falling off my tongue. A bi-product of growing up in the wasteland I guess.

"A hole is a hole when you can't grip yourself with digging your claws into it." Bowie's claws let go of the barrell and gently started dragging up my arm. Leaving behind a thin red line along where they traced despite the lightness of their touch. Leaning in they pressed their growing cock against my stomach and whispered "But your holes have by far been my favorite."

Their favorite? How many unlucky raiders had snuck into that very shack and lost their lives after being used by Bowie. And out of all of them I was their favorite? I put my hands on their waste and pushed them back enough to drop to my knees in front of them. Ripping their pants down and eagerly taking their cock in my mouth. Sticking my tongue out and closing my mouth around the head and just sucking as hard as I can.

I enjoyed being the best anyone has slept with. I don't half-ass anything and that includes being a whore. Being Bowie's favorite stroked my ego in a way that made me never wanna stop stroking them. Bowie put both sets of claws on the barrell behind me and started thrusting into my mouth. "I guess that was the right thing to say. I love having those pretty lips locked around my dick."

Lube started filling my mouth and soaking the shaft as I tried to take as much as I could. Using both hands I started stroking and twisting what wouldn't fit in my mouth. Just like the night before, Bowie stepped back and lifted me up in one motion. This time bending me over the barrel instead of holding me in the air. After helping them pull my pants down, I perked to hopefully add roundness to my ass. Being as skinny as a board is great until you want someone to find you sexy.

The feeling of Bowie parting my lips and teasingly rubbing the head of their cock against my clit was enough to make me whimper. It started vibrating on a lower setting than the night last night but it felt like heaven. It didn't take long for a crescendo to start to build with them gently rubbing the tip back and forth over my clit. I bit my lip to try and stave it off but I was already soaked enough I was dripping down my pussy and legs.

"Bowie I'm, oh fuck, I'm getting close." I managed to moan out. Without warning Bowie shoved their full length into my needy cunt. I yelped from surprise but quickly relaxed and was clenching around their shaft. Pulling out to the tip and ramming their full length in me over and over again. Every thrust slamming against my g-spot sending me screaming over the edge.

By the time my legs were shaking, Bowie's thrusts were shorter and faster. I could feel how tight I was from being swollen from the night before and being stretched out again so soon. Even with all the lube dripping from Bowie's cock, I could feel the resistance with every thrust. "Fuck Maddie, you're so tight I think I'm gonna bust already." I pushed myself up onto my elbows so I could push back into their thrust. My body slapping into the metal with every thrust of Bowie's dick. The whimpers of approval of how good I was doing, and how good it felt to be inside me were driving me up the wall.

I raised my head off the barrell to say something but the thought immediately left my mind as I snapped my pipe pistol off my waist. I emptied the whole extended clip into the raider peeking around the tree, not trusting my aim with Bowie thrusting so hard into me. A lucky shot caught the raider in the head and he dropped to the ground in view.

Bowie went mad, gripping their claws into my waist and slamming me onto their cock. "Fuck the way you just dropped that guy." Bowie was cumming before they could even finish their sentence. Pumping into me with such force it hurt the way our bodies slammed together. Not that I cared when I was being so shoved full. I could feel their cock bulging my stomach with every thrust. Another raider popped up from behind the same set of trees as the last one, and the assaultron beat me to the punch this time. Using its laser to fire his head clean off.

One giant final rope of cum filled my cunt. I'm not sure if it was because they fired the lazer and it's like flexing a muscle or they're more turned on by someone else dying. Either way, I was filled to the brim between Bowie's cock and cum. Bowie stayed pressed against me like the night before, and I prepared for the feeling of emptiness. But as tightly as Bowie was pressed against me, they weren't letting any cum leak out, and Bowie wasn't getting soft.

I reached down and ran my fingers over the tip of the bulge in my stomach, and getting a hum of approval from behind me. "This is what you like, right Maddie? Being stuffed to brim? I won't move so nothing leaks out, play with yourself." It wasn't a question, it was an order. One that I was more than happy to oblige. As soon as I started whimpering, Bowie turned on the vibrator again. The way my walls started clenching around their cock started forcing some of the cum out. The feeling of being so full, feeling it gush out between us as I squeezed, the vibration and playing with myself was too much. I was a screaming mess, grinding and whining my whole way

through the orgasm. I gushed enough and clenched hard enough I pushed most of the cum out of me.

Finally Bowie started to get soft and pull out of me. The emptiness felt bigger than it did last night. I was hooked. Addicted to what the dick did. Unbelievable. I had to take several seconds before pulling up my pants. My underwear was cold and soaked against my body but it would have to do until I could get home again. Packing a change of clothes is extra weight and space that could be filled with loot.

"Wow and I still didn't break you? You'll be back right?" Bowie asked as I turned to face them. A goofy smirk plastered across my face from the euphoria of being fucked sensless.

"Of course I'll be back." I watched them pull up their pants and tuck away their enmours member. Little did they know, I was coming back to take them home. "I really should get going now. Stuff to do and what not." Bowie shrugged and started their march around the building, a little extra swing in their hips.

"Whatever," They said over their shoulder. "I'll be here when you need a good time again," After watching them for a few seconds too long, I finally make my leave. Giving a pat on my bag and a double check to my pip boy that I'm going the right direction. I head towards the racer track.