Prompt Post Round 1
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Wheatley shivered in the cables, bucking and whimpering. He seemed somehow less than human now, drawn beyond all control and into utter incoherence, a ball of pure unadultered sensation unable to find release. For a moment, he was nothing but another part of the chassis to Chell, as mechanical and powerless in the face of the programming as any other machine here at Aperture Laboratories. But then he looked up at them, his sweat-soaked face wrecked, his blue eyes were shiny and wet, and the hurt confusion in them almost made her come undone.
Another shot of pity, even more powerful now, jabbed through Chell. Feeling almost guilty, she knelt again to the button and ran the edge of the weighted cube in a smooth arc across its surface, in what she hoped was a soothing, somewhat comforting motion.
Wheatley only groaned, a small, broken sound, and curled further into himself. Thin drops clung to his lashes as his eyes filled suddenly, and when he winced, squeezing them shut, a lone tear trickled down the bridge of his nose. He wasn’t speaking anymore. Either he had resigned himself to his fate, or somewhere along the way, he had simply lost the ability, every shred of his concentration devoted to his primitive limbic system.
GLaDOS continued, filled with sadistic revelry. Far from feeling guilty, She seemed to have been spurred on to new heights of brutality by the tears in the man’s eyes. “Look at you, having a tantrum. You’re like a child who’s broken his own favorite toy. I hope that your big, fat tears don’t fall onto my systems before I can manage to get back into them. They’re not exactly waterproof, moron.”
Chell winced.
At this, though, Wheatley seemed to have found the last shred of defiance lingering beneath the slow burn of the agony that the computer was pushing through him. The cords of his neck bulged as he tensed and leaned forward in the nest of cables that held him, his upper lip pulled back and his teeth bared in a snarl. His voice had cracked and gone vicious with frustration. “I-hhh-aaaah-am not-a-a-a-a-a-aaa-aaaaUUUUUUGH!”
Chell had taken the cube and jammed it into the button with a solid crash, cutting Wheatley off with one swift motion. Her captor shrieked as the solution euphoria so long denied him flooded his system, racing like lightning down the cables and into his spine, down his spine straight to his groin, and his whole form spasmed, in one enormous jolt. The cables in his back whipped and rippled with the motion of his body, their undulations diminishing into almost imperceptible vibrations as they traveled upward towards their base, which crackled suddenly with an incandescent, sizzling burst of hissing white sparks. The light in the test chamber fizzled, and for a brief, terrifying second, the monitor cut out-but before Chell’s thoughts had time to form more than a base, instinctive No! it was back, the image flickering and staticky and marred by several lines of thick, white fluid. She had a very good feeling it wasn’t conversion gel.
Wheatley’s hand flew to his groin, grabbing and pumping violently, his other arm lashing reflexively in the air. His hips bucked, once, twice, with each throb of his member, a strangled, wild cry escaping his lips with every pulse.
“Aaaah!-Ohhhhh-Ahhh!-Unnnngh-Ah!”
It was difficult to tell whether they were cries of pain, or pleasure. Perhaps they were both. The whole facility seemed to shudder along with its incapacitated master, panel gears grinding and scraping, ceiling tiles quivering dangerously, the hum of the excursion funnel modulating upward to an impossibly high whine. In the corner, the red point of the camera’s diode flickered like a winking eye. And all the while Wheatley rolled and shuddered in the chassis, his hands slick and dripping with his own pearlescent fluid, groaning helplessly with the satisfaction of his release.
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Or maybe it wasn’t watching her.
“Moron,” GLaDOS said softly as She stared up at the monitor. Her single eye glowed solidly, unfathomable.
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And oh my god, was the part the bit about the facility climaxing with him? If it was, that was my prompt. And jesus, did you ever do it justice. Dat Aperture.
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And as for the facility climaxing prompt (which I obviously didn't know was yours)--yes, that was definitely it! I figured if there were absolutely any time that the sensations in Wheatley's neurons would be strong enough to project and cause a response in the facility, it would definitely be then--and I couldn't resist using it. Thanks for the lovely idea. :)
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Thanks a lot for the minifill of that prompt, by the way, that's such a strange kink to have randomly pop up, but with the way the whole place moved around like it was his own body... there was no avoiding the thought. At least for me. And you weaved it in deliciously :)
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And what a satisfying end that was, yes, holy frick, I knew you had it in you!
I mean. Build up was fantastic. And then the pay-off more than did it justice.
And I'll admit I particularly enjoyed reading the little epilogue that came with this, a bit like an after thought. Nice closure, wrapped the whole thing up neatly and efficiently-- Which was nice after how messy Wheatley's reaction must have been, my that was deliciously aggressive.
Did I ever tell you you deserved to have your prompt filled? I think I did earlier on. And once summer rolls on over for me, I am promising you that is the first thing I'll do, fill it for you. Because you. Deserve props. And a fill. For this gorgeous kink fill that more or less encompassed all of my kinks in one go.
Damn, just. Fffft.
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But if you do, do please tell me what you think.
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Of course I will! Just need to finish reading it and I'll get back to you!
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And yay~!
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