Prompt Post Round 1
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Her eyes went downcast for a moment.
“Hey.” She looked back to the hologram and those blazing blue eyes took on a new light before he winked.
The smile was instantaneous.
“That’s better,” he told her, taking silent pride in the way he got the mouth of his hologram to synch with his words almost perfectly. “You should smile more,” and when she shook her head, he called her attention again. When she looked, he tilted his head forward and waggled his eyebrows.
Chell covered her mouth to hide a wide smile, her cheeks taking on a rosy hue.
“Are you blushing?” The hologram leaned forward on its knees to peer at the young woman. “You are! Oh, well it looks like ol’ Wheatley’s still got it, yeah?” He wanted to see her smile for him, so he leaned a bit closer and ‘touched’ her hands. “Come on now…” she blushed brighter, shaking her head before she moved to cover her yes to hide from him completely.
He knew that she had been here since she was a child. She had never really interacted with humans, she missed all of the typical female experiences like her first kiss and her first dance, her first date. As Wheatley watched her embarrassment, the distant remnants of the man he had used to be started to surface and he took a great deal of pleasure watching the girl squirm as she was.
He suddenly wished…
He suddenly wanted to…
The hologram moved closer, waiting patiently for her to let down her guard. Her hands lowered from her eyes and the happiness that Wheatley felt caused the Hologram to smile.
“I would like to try something, if you would let me.”
Her eyes shifted in their sockets as she mulled the idea over before nodding hesitantly.
“Lower your hands, love.”
She did.
The hologram leaned forward then, lips aligning with hers - and then there was contact. Her breath hitched in her throat, eyes half lidded and lips slightly parted. The hands of the projection began to linger, roaming over her shoulders and down her chest to her stomach then her hips.
Goosebumps formed over her exposed flesh and her body took on a subtle arch. The heat from the hologram was having a wonderful effect on her and her body was responding beautifully.
Wheatley felt a foreign feeling bubbling into his system and as he proceeded to guide the light into very specific movements, the fingers moving over her outer thighs. He tried to keep the small details of his hologram in check, from the movements of his hair to the reflection of the glasses - he wanted it to be as real as it could.
For Chell.
When the hands of the hologram lowered into the apex of her thighs, she hissed softly, eyes wide as she watched and the projection smiled.
Then vanished.
The look of confusion was instant and she peered up at Wheatley, waiting.
“Have you ever… You know…With the touching and what not?” The blue iris whirled and shifted in a movement of discomfort.
Chell seemed at a loss for a long, drawn out moment before her eyes bulged and her head shook in a negative response.
“Would you… Would you be willing to try?” He wanted to bring her pleasure, some deep and somewhat foreign part of him needed to do this.
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With unsure movements, her arms crossed then her fingers clutched at the hem of her shirt before the garment was being lifted over her head. Her torso was suddenly exposed to him and Wheatley made the hologram groan in response, feeling the need to give her some positive enforcement. “Lovely, keep going…”
The boots came off, leaving her barefoot and then the jump suit. Her fingers pulled at the tied arms that hung from her waist and then her hips shimmied from side to side until it was down her thighs and able to slip free. “Take one of your hands and - oh, you’re already… No, keep going! By all means!”
She didn’t need any instruction to start to touch herself, one of her hands reaching up and cupping her breast, kneading it into her palm before she tweaked her nipple. In response, the hologram moved its hand and grabbed the rigid member, a slow and meaningful pump was administered in order to capture Chell’s full attention.
“With your other hand, move it down to your groin and I want you to start to circle…” She seemed to know what she needed to do, her finger tips circling her clit with a slow, steady rhythm. He wondered if humans had a built in knowledge on what would bring them that carnal pleasure - it seemed that Chell did.
Her hands worked slowly and Wheatley’s hologram matched her pace, pumping himself. She was wet, he could see her core glistening in the light that was cast from the human-projection. Without any further encouragement, the hand that had been on her breasts dipped down to her pussy and she inserted a finger, pumping it slowly.
“Wonderful,” he whispered to her. “Open your eyes and watch me.” When she followed his instructions, the man began to pump is dick faster. “Another finger, faster…That’s it.”
She followed his set pace, following him when he went faster and faster, the movements becoming hard. If he had actually been in his body, his hand would be slapping into his balls and his toes would start to curl…
Chell’s body was arching, her chest jutting out and her body quivering. When her lips formed into a silent ‘O’, he made the hologram groan again, supplying the image with a bit of a voice during their escapade.
“That’s it, love. Take your pleasure.”
The remnants of a voice seemed to bubble up through her system as she reached her climax, a low groan working its way past her throat as her toes curled and her back arched and…
Wheatley felt warmth rapidly pool into his system before it shot out with a strange heat that made his rounded body shudder on the track. He groaned, long and loud and as the feeling began to overflow his mechanics, the image began to flicker just as his juices shot from his member, splashing up onto a slender chest and dribbling down over his fingers.
“Oh… Oh wow…”
There was a heavy sigh as a response.
“We should… That was… That was nice - brilliant! I…” It was then that he realized that the poor girl had been left in the dark. His flashlight turned on and he focused on her. There was a rather goofy smile set on her features. Lowering his voice, Wheatley waggled his optic shutters
“So… Was it good for you?”
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ALL OF THEM
YOU ARE AMAZING
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And I think I have a little animation for that eyebrow-waggling, but for Human!Wheatley: http://theminttu.deviantart.com/#/d3gg3zb
found it on deviantart. <3 not mine, obviously.
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You must have it
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I was fine, just happily reading this without raising alarm...then you had to add this.
I lost my shit, just reading it in his voice.
Oh my god...ladyboner
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But then I saw the prompts that were linked to this fic, involving hardlight holograms (Oh, mercy) and then another one wherein Wheatley knows more about sex than Chell and I might...
I wanna do all of them.
Right meow.
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