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Hard Light 5/?

[anonymous]

She was barely able to wonder about the whereabouts of rambling-Wheatley when his hands dipped down from her head, brushing her neck and then following the curve of her spine with enough pressure that caused her to arch a bit further. While one hand began to run back up the length of her back, the other proceeded down, over the curve of her ass and down to grab the back of her thigh. Her leg was slowly guided to rest against his hip as he stepped closer, pushing his hips to hers.

“When I was a man,” Wheatley started, removing his lips from her body. “I took all of this for granted,” his voice was a low whisper. “I will never get to be human again. I thought I would never get to feel anything ever again but I think I am feeling something - actually feeling something.” The core finally shifted on the track, momentarily breaking the spell Chell had been under.

All of this time, as he had tried to comfort her - about her not being able to speak, about her lack of humanoid contact, about not being able to go outside - he was in need of comforting as well. The remnants of a man was fluttering around Wheatley’s memory and she had had no idea. Her lips found his chin - as that was all she could reach.

He didn’t move or speak for a short time, simply standing and looking curious and shocked and then he was looking down at her with those brilliant blue eyes. “Don’t go feeling sorry for Ol’ Wheat-“ she pecked his lips, suddenly feeling somewhat awkward and shy. “-ley…” Another kiss, this one lingering a little longer.

Let me help you, Wheatley.

Those clutching fingers that had been holding onto the front of his jump suit moved to settle at his neck, holding him in place as she studied his face. She wanted for him to accept her silent offer.

Please…

He leaned away from her, his hands dropping from her body. She watched him as he pulled the zipper of the orange jump suit down to his waist, exposing more of that glowing skin as he pulled his arms from the sleeves. Chell studied him, eying the way that the jumpsuit held onto his lean hips. Taking in the sight of his body, she wondered if he had actually needed to take off the jumpsuit or if he had done it for her benefit. It was as he took her hand into his and pressed it to his chest that she decided that it was the later - and she didn’t care.

“Touch me, love. Go on,” Wheatley told her. His hand dropped from hers and she touched him on her own accord. She traced the feint outlines of muscle, following the grooves down along his abdomen to where they disappeared beneath the jumpsuit. “Mmm, I miss this.” He was suddenly touching her, hot fingers sliding beneath her shirt and along her ribs. Chell found herself shirtless quite suddenly, and a little stunned as Wheatley glared at her sports bra.

“Never liked these things,” he informed her. He didn’t hesitate as he hooked his fingers beneath the elastic and tugged, pulling it up and over her head. “Oooh,” he groaned. He dropped his head and peppered soft kisses against her chest, against the swell of her breast and between them, his hands dragging up her sides. “I wish I could taste you,” he murmured, then heat enveloped her left breast as his mouth and hand attacked the neglected mound of flesh.

Re: Hard Light 5/?

[anonymous]

This is the best thing out of everything ever, and you need to adore yourself because you are amazing.