The 'testing' was a vigorous thing that lasted all throughout the night, after all I had the restless perk, and she had the body of literal robot. No fresh space was spared in my room, cracks in the walls and floor, indents of her shapely form. Furniture wrecked as it couldn't handle the rough play we could dish out to each other.

Damn what a night.

While I was restless, my mind eventually needed a break from the constant stimulus.

Which led to us both laying on the ground next to the remains of my broken bed, my cum leaking out both of her holes. Our forms splayed across the hard, cold floor.

"So, thoughts?"

"The complied data, indicates that the pleasure centres are working at an optimal level." She said in an almost mechanical way, a far cry to the begging and teasing from last night.

"Wait a minute." A grin wormed its way onto my face, "Are you trying to save face?"

"…Yes." She chimed and while her voice wasn't low, it sounded almost shy, "This is all new to me." She admitted.

I let out a snort, "I figured."

"Not just sex, or even desire," She replied, "but, feelings, wants, and touch. All of it is so new and so addictive. So, maddening. How do humans deal with it?"

"Can I ask? From your point of view, how did…" I cut myself as I thought about it, "I suppose you wouldn't be able to word it, as its hard to describe, but how did it feel, the drive to want to, you know?"

"You are right. It is hard to put to words. But I suppose I should explain, that while these mods are certainly new for me, it was not the first time I toyed with the idea of sex. My creator Jackson and I were close."

"Oh?" I said in genuine interest, so her desire didn't originate just from the new body integrating with her AI core.

"Nothing came of it."

"You weren't sure-" I guessed only to be cut off.

"He was too insecure. Too shy. Too scared."

"Ah. Well, that ain't a problem for me."

It's not necessarily knowing what you want, but just projecting a cocksure attitude, and letting things go with the flow, well that's how its always been in my case.

"No. You made that abundantly clear." Her fingers found its way to my cock, awaking it one more as she stroked the length.

I let out a sigh, "You want to go again before we get cleaned up?"

"Perhaps that will change my dour mood." She agreed as her legs were spread on either side of my hips, climbed onto me she impaled herself with little resistances.

Not a healthy coping mechanism, but who was I to talk?

With the Mr Construction bot pretty much ready I hit the activation key and felt a swell of pride as the bot moved away from the station and hovered in front of me.

"Alright!" I beamed to myself.

"Strange." Ada glided next to me, her plating affixed securely after she thoroughly clean herself of my fluids.

"What's that?" I mumbled not taking my eyes off the newly constructed bot.

"The amount of pride you feel for the sub-par bot, when you created my own which is far more superior."

Time to deflect, "Oh? Is someone jealous?"

I'm pretty sure she was staring blankly at me, "Are you going to have sex with this one also?"

A laugh escaped me at the clap back, "Well first of all I didn't create you, second you weren't complaining, and third, I don't swing that way."

"This one is a shell, without a personality. Neither mansuline nor feminine."

I shrugged my shoulders, "Eh, what can I say, I know its base model is a Mr Handy, plus its just a hovering ball." I said the second part a little too quickly.

"Nice save."

…I wonder if Curie is human compatible here also.

I rolled my eyes and shook off my sudden one-track mind and turned to said hovering ball.

"Cee. Let's start with something easy, I need you to repair and improve the east and south walls around the homestead."

It bobbed in reply, "Cheers mate. Also, if you need supplies go through this chest, I'll see about refilling it when I can go scavenging." Without any further prompting it got to work reinforcing the shabby walls around the Red Rocket Station.

"Landon, if you are planning to explore the Commonwealth, I would ask a favour of you,"

"You want to find the robots that attacked your friends and left you for dead, don't you?"

"How did you guess?"

"We didn't really go over how I found you, did we?" She didn't reply, as I concocted a half lie in my head, "I found a pile of bodies, scrapped robots, hell the only thing that was salvageable was your core, it looked like a one-sided slaughter." Not entirely false, that's how the Sole Survivor stumbles onto Ada.

For a tense moment I thought I had pushed my luck, as she didn't say anything just staring at me, the red light of her eye burning bright, though not primed thankfully.

"Then you understand, why I want revenge." She stated.

"Yeah, yeah I do." I nodded as I ran a hand through my hair, "22 bullets, a sword, a claw, and how lot of muscle. I like our odds." Wait a mintue where's my starter gear, I should've have some extra ammo, kicking around perhaps a small melee weapon also.

Gods damn is stupidity or impatience that I went out and killed the mole-rats without checking this place thoroughly. Probably a bit of both.

"Our odds are low, with an almost certainty of death."

"We'll be fine." I denied.

"A shame. I was hoping that we could come to an arrangement."

"Arrangement?" I tried to hide the grin, "What sort of arrangement are we talking here?"

"Well, the only form of payment I could have offered was the robotics workstation, however not only have you set it up already but are quite the adapt at using it. The only alternative would have been to offer sexual intercourse, however I understand that humans tended to be temporarily blinded when they are overcome with sexual arousal, and perhaps…"

I walked over to her and cupped her shielded arse, I gently guided her to lean against the armourer workbench, "If you think I regretted what we did last night and this morning…" I reached down and pulled myself free, "Give me a clear view."

Her plates whirled as her artificial pussy was on display.

The sex was different this time around, it was quick and wild, it wasn't about pleasure, but making a point.

We may have had a destination in mind, being the General Atomics Lab, but from what I could remember it was in the centre of the map, back when this place was a game, where I could place a map marker and eventually stumble onto the place or fast travel close to it, now it was required to walk the distance that being if I knew where I was going.

Ada did have a program that could lead us there, but that did nothing against the swarms of enemies we would be required to fight along the way.

No, we both agreed that we need more supplies, better armour, or in my any, and weapons, lots of weapons. Though Ada's revenge boner was strong, and I know she wouldn't placate for long if we weren't making progress.

"Sanctuary Hills."

"From the little scouting I could afford, it's pretty much abandoned. I think there's a Mr Handy bot lingered around but he seems harmless enough. Though he seems attached to a certain house. So best not scavenge that one."

"Noted."

We entered the run-down house that was nearest to the entrance of Sanctuary.

"What materials do you need, Landon?" Ada said as she scanned the room.

"Honestly, can't be picky. What ever isn't nailed down, pile it up, we'll have to slowly transfer it over back home."

"Home?"

"It's your home as long as you want it to be, Ada. No strings attached." I felt the need to add the last part, while the sex was great, and I was about a quarter pervert, quarter dirtbag, and half something else unidentified, I didn't want her to be putting out just for the bare basics, it didn't sit right with me.

Though I was brought out my totally chivalric thoughts are Ada rose up a ratty looking dress up against her curvy form. Thoughts of her bent over a bench, a dress bunched over her artificial ass, as her dripping cunt begging to be destroyed was the only thing I could focus on at the moment.

"No strings attached indeed." She picked up on my spike of horniness.

I let out a huff, "I mean it." I tried to convince her, "Though if you ever wear a maid outift, I swear to gods I'll mount you there and then."

"Noted. I'll keep any eye out for one."

If she did, I was all up for it, jokes aside, "Oh Ada, don't make a promise you can't keep." I winked, before turning back to now, and searched the desolate house.

Whatever jovial mood I was in, was quickly replaced with a sense of disgust, as a couple of bloat flies appeared, and attacked us. Spitting out an acidy lump at where we were standing.

Not wanting to waste any bullets, and they being to nimble to swipe with a sword, I picked up a the drawer of a filing cabinet that was lain a strewn and slammed it into one of the flies, squishing it with a sicken squelch sound coming off of it.

The other one was diving in and out of Ada's reach, pre-occupied by the AI, it didn't see or have enough time to react to my swing, though it wasn't dead when it hit the wall, going by the twitching, fine by me. I flick the drawer in the air and caught it by the handle, before bringing it down into the dying fly. I kept on slamming it even after it was clearly dead, I only stopped when the drawer was a crumpled mess.

"Flipping flies." I spat with disgust. I'm fine with spiders, but parasites but fuck no, hate, hate, hate.

"Not a fan, I take it."

I let out a chuckle at her observation, "Disease ridden monsters. With no purpose whatsoever."

"You could possibly cook and e-"

"Ad's I'm going to stop you there. Nope." I entertained it for a moment, I was in the apocalypse after all, but I would be hard pressed to starve, "If I had a gun pressed to my head and even then," I rolled my eyes.

We left the house and looked across the street to see a completely ruined and collapsed house, steel, rebar and concrete could be salvaged form it, but it would take a decent amount of time, and I was sure there were a few more houses in this state around this settlement.

"We'll lap back and see what we can get from it."

"Perhaps you could bring in Cee, as you call him, his designation would make quicker work than either of us." I hummed in agreement, and we moved onto the next house that wasn't a caved in mess.

Strips of cloth, ceramics, and steel were aplenty, honestly it kind of made no sense that there were no settlers around here, if they could purify the water bank, and tear down some of the wrecks, it would make a good farm, easily defendable. But alas I was fine with where I was, not wanting the massive space that would invite other people.

I wasn't averse to company, but in a world like this, keeping my friends close, and enemies the hell away from me was a better mantra, in my mind at least.

A couple of more houses being cleared of resources and piled up, we eventually reached the Sole Survivor's home, or former home, depending on if they want to stick around when they wake up.

Codsworth must have heard us, as he appeared in the doorway of the home as we walked near it. A couple of arms up, with a falmer being one of them, "Easy pal. I'm aware that this is your home and want to protect it."

"Well then sir, you seem to be made a cut above the rest of your fellow men." He relaxed his arms as he bobbed up and down.

"The name is Landon, this is Ada, my friend." I gestured to the baby blue assasultron AI who hadn't quite simmered down from her attack mode, "Easy sweetheart. No one wants trouble."

"Noted." There wasn't a change to her voice, but I could tell she was mad even if she did relax at my words, guessing being almost attacked by another robot is sending her 'mind' to ugly memories.

"I am Codsworth, my young friend."

"A pleasure." I nodded, "Could I ask Codsworth, how long have you been here?" I said knowing full well how long he had been maintaining the house, and he did a decent job of it compared to the games counterpart if I had to compare. It still has seen better days but compared to the other structures around here, it was a shining example.

"Well sir if I had to accurate it has been 209 years, since I was left in charge of the family's home."

"Family's home?" Ada intoned with interest.

"Why yes Miss Ada, I have been serving Mr and Mrs Docker, and young Mistress before those dreadful bombs fell."

Mistress? Oh could be the effect of genderbent change I chose. Hell I didn't really have a thought in mind in when I picked, I wonder is she's Mother here then.

"Pre-war." I said getting my thoughts back to the now, The Institute is something I have no desire with getting involved with.

"Then they are dead." Ada said, and I almost believe she was goading the Mr Handy bot.

Though he didn't acknowledge the hostile air around my companion, "Well yes it would be safe to assume, but the last I saw of them they were heading to the Vault yonder that hill, so perhaps while the Dockers that I knew have most likely long perished, their descendants could be around, and I could server the kindly family once again."

"It's always good to keep hope in bleak times, Codsworth." I didn't really believe my own words all that much, but who was I to argue with the bloke, one of his former masters do end up back, for crying out loud.

"Right, you are Mr Landon. Right you are."

"Quite." Ada sniped before turning back to me, "Landon shall we continue?"

"Sure," I shrugged, "Codsworth, listen, me and Ada have settled at the Red Rocket Station outside of town, if you ever need any help, we're there."

"Thank you, sir. I wouldn't be very neighbourly if I did not offer the same accolades. Enjoy this merry day."

"You too, pal."

The short walk to a red workbench was where Ada decided that we were far enough from Codsworth that she could ask a question in comfort, "From your actions, words and general demeanour, I would have assumed you to be curt or outright standoffish. Is your robo-fetish clouding your mind?"

If I was drinking water right now, I would've spat it out right then, I wish she was yanking my chain, "I don't have a robo fetish," Not that I'm aware off, probably, maybe… something I need explore, "I'm just real bricked so to speak. Plus, I tend to be more delicate when the person themselves is delicate."

"Delicate?" She seemed baffled, "He was prepared to alight us ablaze."

"Yeah, and? He's survived for that long, any one and everyone who has survived past 10 here are fighters, but that doesn't mean that they're all mentally tough, and I don't think Codsworth is, well not wholly, I mean he's been waiting around for over 200 years for a family to appear from a Vault, which we should check out by the way."

"You're an odd man, Landon."

"Just noticed, did ya sweetheart."

A/N - Published 2023/7/11

Thanks to all, especially, Mandalore the Survivor for the ideas and recommendations giving me plenty of ideas on where to take this story.