Fair warning this one is male on male. The next one isn't. Please vote.
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Robbie stood on the balcony of the water treatment plant staring down at Fawkes. The Super Mutant was talking to Lucas Simms nodding every so often. He wanted Fawkes so badly he could taste it. God he was such a pervert.
Fawkes looked up as if he'd sensed Robbie watching. Robbie smiled, giving a friendly wave, and then walked back into the plant. He picked up his wrench and started tinkering with the water purifier. This wasn't the first time he'd experienced lust. He'd chased after Butch and his cronies all of his growing up years. It was the first time that he'd experienced such potent lust though. It ran through him, making his breath hitch and his guts clench.
"I'm going to go and get something to eat." Nathan said coming out of the office. "You want to come?"
He shook his head.
"Want me to bring you anything back?"
He shook his head again.
"Okay. If you're sure." He said and walked out of the plant leaving Robbie to get lost in his own thoughts.
The door opened again. Robbie just sighed and shook his head. Everyone was always telling him that he didn't eat enough. He looked down at his arm and flexed his decently sized bicep. His muscled physique obviously told a different story.
"I told you old man, I'm not hungry."
"I'm not the old man." Came the reply of a familiarly rough voice.
Robbie turned quickly and looked up into the face of Fawkes. Robbie was six foot four and muscular but at seven foot plus and very heavily muscled Fawkes made him feel small and delicate in comparison.
"Hi." Robbie said with kind of a silly grin.
"Hello." Fawkes said back with his own grin.
"So, uh," He cleared his throat. "What can I do for you today my mutant friend?"
Robbie turned back to tinker with the purifier trying to hide his slight blush. A blush that made Fawkes curious. Hence the invitation he would make next.
"I was going to go hunting." Fawkes said. "I thought perhaps you might like to join me."
Robbie turned to look up at Fawkes again. He really wanted to say yes but even though he was quite the marksman he honestly wasn't much of a hunter.
"Don't worry my friend. I will protect you." Fawkes assured him.
Robbie nodded. Not many things in the wasteland wanted to mess with a Super Mutant.
"Yeah, okay. That sounds good. I need to stretch my legs anyway." He went and set his wrench back in the tool box. "We'll have to stop by my place and grab my gear."
Fawkes nodded and held out his hand toward the door.
"Lead the way." Fawkes said with a smile and Robbie had to suppress a groan. His voice was so rough and sexy.
Robbie led the way to his place pulling his sniper rifle and leather armor out of the locker next to his bedroom door. He walked into the bedroom and shut the door.
Fawkes looked around curiously while Robbie got ready. He ran his hand over several surfaces but there wasn't one speck of dust. The house was meticulously clean. Fawkes liked that. He'd been living with Aiden's disorganization for so long that he'd forgotten what uncluttered looked like.
"I'm a bit of neat freak." Robbie said self-consciously coming out of the bedroom.
"Not to worry my friend, I like things neat and clean as well."
"You can call me Robbie."
"Then you must call me Fawkes."
"Okay, Fawkes." Robbie said, blushing a bit.
"Are you ready then Robbie?"
"Yes."
Fawkes led the way out of the town and down the road toward Springvale. They walked quietly for a long while, Robbie keeping an eye on his pip-boy radar.
"Uh, so what are we hunting for?" Robbie finally asked.
"Mole rats." Fawkes informed him.
"But I thought Moira made enough repellent to keep them away from Megaton and Springvale." Robbie said.
"She did." Fawkes shrugged. "We don't know how long the repellent will keep them away though. So we must be vigilant."
"Oh, I never thought of that."
"Moira didn't either until Aiden pointed it out." Fawkes told him with a chuckle as he remembered the scowl on Moira's face.
"So Fawkes, tell me about yourself." Robbie asked eager for a few facts.
"What would you like to know?" Fawkes asked.
"Do you like men or women?" Robbie blurted out the question before he could stop himself.
Fawkes smiled. So he was right. The boy did have a crush on him. That wasn't something that he was used to. If most people weren't running or cowering in terror they were definitely wary. Even those that he considered friends. None of them had ever given him a second look let alone lusted after him.
"I shouldn't have asked that." Robbie said his face beet red. "I hope I didn't offend you."
"You didn't." Fawkes said giving him a slight pat on the shoulder. "I can understand how you'd be curious."
Fawkes thought about it for a few moments. He definitely liked women. He thought Moira's red hair a beautiful color and Jenny Stahls curves made his cock stir. But he liked men as well. Lucas Simms voice was pleasantly deep and almost hypnotic at times. Aiden rippled with muscles in places that made Fawkes want to see a bit more.
And of course Robbie was beautiful in a purely masculine way. Tall for a human male. Muscular but not overly so. He had a strait sharp nose and cleft chin. His hair was brown and shaved almost to the scalp. And those blue eyes of his. Fawkes always felt like he was going to fall into those eyes whenever they met his. The best thing about Robbie though was the fact that he wasn't afraid of Fawkes. Not one single bit.
"I like both." Fawkes told Robbie honestly. "What about you?"
"Well, to be honest, I like males."
Fawkes smiled at that. Robbie hadn't said men, he'd said males. As in males that weren't completely human anymore. Males that were mutant. He stopped walking and perched on a boulder off to the side of the road. He just stood against it looking at Robbie as if he were waiting for something.
Robbie knew that Fawkes wanted to hear what was on his mind. He'd been holding it back for months though and he honestly couldn't hold it back anymore.
"God I want you!" Robbie groaned. "I've never felt such lust. It's like a kick in the guts every time that I look at you."
Robbie looked at him with beseeching eyes. Pleading that Fawkes would understand. Fawkes just cocked his head and studied him.
"Why?" Fawkes finally asked, needing to understand what was going through Robbie's head.
"I don't know." Robbie said.
Fawkes was wearing simple black leather pants and a vest. Robbie reached out and ran a finger down the mutant's huge bicep.
"I just like everything about you. Your height, your muscles, your rough voice." He sighed. "Your lovely green skin."
Robbie pulled his hand away but Fawkes caught it and drew him close. He looked down at him and smiled.
"I like you very much." Fawkes told him.
"Really?" Robbie asked uncertainly.
"Oh, yes. Especially your blue eyes." He looked off into the distance. "But they pull at the primal side of me and that's frightening."
Robbie just stayed still and remained silent until Fawkes turned those burning green eyes on him. He slowly moved his hand up to Fawkes's face and caressed the Mutant's lips until they smiled.
"That's just how I like to see you." Robbie told him.
