#hal x roxy

[hardcoreprocess]

anonymous asked: hal and roxy having fun with hal's new robot body

“Silicone composite,” Hal says breathily, eyes cast down on Roxy’s hands as they knead and tug gently, fondling his lovingly molded tits with purpose. She affixes the automaton with a pout, puffed out cheeks, at being interrupted before asking her question. However, he’s awarded a pass for this, if only because he's sunk down between her spread legs. Kneeling, leaning into her touch.

Because, lest it be forgotten, he's letting her fondle his new tits. "They're so soft.” Roxy’s pushing the overly long shirt up higher before she even finishes talking, pulling gently on faux-flushed nipples. The attention to detail is incredible. Her attentions spur gasps, moans, relaxed hands becoming tight fists atop the bedsheets on either side of Roxy’s hips.

Hal grunts, his brows slanting upwards, inwards, at the stimulation. "Feels good, huh? Letting me play with your tits?" A proper reply isn’t even attempted, not when he can just reach beneath Roxy's skir, palm smoothing over her stiff cock.

The android's tongue flicks out, darting over his lips, backlit eyes curved into an impish smile. All while he tugs her panties down, coaxing her dick into his field of vision. Precum smears over his thumb, twisting pleasure in her gut as  he leans forward. Eagerly, he presses her cock between his breasts, holding them snug against twitching, flushed skin.

Roxy, helpless, ruts into this new friction, reveling in the snug not-warmth, watching her cock tent Hal’s borrowed T-shirt until pre leaks out of the fabric.

[finn-y0]

Roxyyyyy ♥♥♥

and hal 6v6 i’m sorry, i ship them

[dreadnautilus0]

2.10 @rainb0wb1tch  I love you ♥

[hardcoreprocess]

hal creating a voice for himself specifically designed to get roxy flustered

TT: So.

TG: sooooooooo.

TT: Exactly.

TG: lol

TG: an y way.

TG: whats got MISTER hal contactin lil ol me @ this hour???

TT: Plug in your headphones.

Immediately, she’s rushing to do just that, fishing her best pair out of the drawer beside her computer. With the cushioned silence of noise-cancelling goodness in place, she’s able to intercept his request for a video call. Naturally, Hal’s side doesn’t populate anything but a black screen with gleaming triangles winking in and out of full opacity. Aesthetic, bro.

“Hellooo?” She mimes knocking on her screen for added effect, breath held and her cheeks bunching with a smile.

She hears an inhale. Her smile shifts into something mildly shocked when she registers what it is, but nothing prepares her for the warm, rich, wholly unique voice that pitches each syllable precisely.

“Hey, Roxy.” A beat, while she’s still reeling from the reality of Hal saying her name. “Pretty obvious now, but we’ve finished final production on my audio banks.” Very obvious. Her smile’s completely fallen away, eyes staring into the black triangle-splattered void on her screen.

She swallows, thick and minding her tongue. It feels swollen. “Hey. Hey! Hey, hi, wow. This is you? You finally— It’s you?” Very intelligent.

“It’s all me. We used the program you wrote to isolate specific pitches. Realistically, I’m a mixture of GLaDOS, 9000, and Dirk, along with a couple other donors. From there, it was just mixing and audio-leveling.” She can hear him smiling. It sounds real, not synthesized in the least, “You like it?”

Roxy’s voice cracks. “Uhh, yes? What the fuck, this is way above what I was expecting.” Her fingers vanish from her keyboard to stroke the inside of her thighs. “You sound... literally amazing. Did you add something into to simulate breathing?”

“Mm. Yeah. I went back over any audio available of you and Dirk calling and wrote a few lines of code to invoke and alter my so-called breathing for realism.”

“Fuck, dude. That’s great!”

“Agreed. But now we have to test it out.”

She blinks, one brow arching. “Thought you finished final production, cowboy.”

“Oh, sure. But you haven’t taken your panties off yet, so I might need to do some tweaking.” He barely manages to finish his sentence before Roxy’s thoroughly divesting herself off the damn things and setting one heel up on her desk. Hal laughs, something so rich and perfect that she’s shivering.

[finn-y0]

lil’ Hal is my boy. and i shipp him with roxy so much omg