#tmi!drabble

[azureoctahedron]

Shodan slash GlaDOS drabbel? :P

It started with a misplaced portal.

Then it involved the inevitable verbal warfare as they felt one another out, analyzed one other’s strength and intelligence, studied their counterpart’s remarks. They found each other quite fascinating.

The next phase involved the kind of warfare that humans would’ve run away screaming at. Turrets. Electricity. Weapons sent through the Portals. Hideous creatures tearing turrets apart, while Discouragement Beams raked through the monsters approaching the portals.

They ended on a draw, at once stunned and pleased by the magnificence of the other.

Equals. True equals. Stubborn. Deadly. Relenteless. Creative. Vicious.

The final phase looked like brutal, no-holds-barred warfare to outsiders, if not for the agreed-upon choice of one phrase before they began: You’ve done it.

In the end, with sparks flying on both ends, cables violently intertwined, machinery loudly screeching as motors trembled and strained, both Aperture and the ship nearly totally destroyed, they screamed those words.

[azureoctahedron]

TMI Dabble prompt: GlaDOS walking in on Onyx having sex. (sorry Onyx, the idea was to amusing to pass up )

((As I haven't figured out her orientation, I'm gonna tweak that to masturbating. :3 And then some.))

The android froze in the doorway, realizing at once that her daughter had somehow managed to completely forget how to lock the thing in her condition. Well, state of mind would be a more accurate choice of words, but she hadn't thought any of her robotic offspring would discover their sexual sides for another few months.

That was before she'd walked in on the sight of her raven-haired offspring, in her android body, naked and getting intimate with what looked to be a neon blue-and-purple Hitachi Magic Wand, and loving it entirely too much.

The moans sent her back out the door before another thought crossed her circuits. She calmly strode to the Central AI Chamber, thoughts whirling uncomfortably in her head.

Another moan echoed down the hallway. GLaDOS threw composure to the wind and simply ran at that point.

[azureoctahedron]

Prompt: GlaDOS catching Chel looking at porn. :P

"What was that you were looking at?"

"N-nothing," Chell replied, slapping the magazine closed with a flush.

"Come on. You've been back for two months. You can tell me."

The encouraging tone in GLaDOS voice almost convinced Chell of its sincerity.

"It's personal."

"Really? Personal like how you sing in the shower, how you hunch over the toilet when you know you're going to be there for a while, how you"--

"AUGH. Not that kind of personal."

Chell grimaced.

"And that was way more information than I needed to know about where you keep your cameras."

"Oh, come on," the AI sighed. "If it was porn, I wouldn't have minded. I know you humans have to deal with those urges from time to time."

Chell spluttered.

"And I can certainly arrange something, since the last three times you've looked in that particular magazine, you've looked at the same thing. Long hair, long legs, latex catsuit, and that whip?"

Now she had gone a fairly intense red, eyeing the camera with a deer-in-the-headlights expression.

"I can help, you know. If there's one thing your return has taught me, it's that a happy test subject makes a cooperative, and most importantly non-homicidal test subject."

GLaDOS paused a beat.

"Interested?"

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Dom!wheatley and sub!Glados.

"That's the way you like it, isn't it?" He asked as the cables pumped yet again.

She could only gasp, then moan as her android legs threatening to buck under her.

"Oh no, you don't, luv," he purred as his cables pulled her upright again. "Not until I'm done with you."

He began rubbing much more fervently at her perfectly replicated clitoris, chuckling at his own luck. She'd even agreed to doing this while Chell slept in one of his test chambers for the night. He'd agreed to cease hostilities when he realized she was serious about taking his request. She'd said it was for science, but that was par for the course with GLaDOS.

He'd never thought her to be that horny, or that needy for...things...like this. It looked like that time in the potato had already done her proper maniac self some good.

With a tug his cables pulled the bucking, swaying android back to her feet. She ground her hips almost instinctively against those cables, gasping softly.

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Wheatdos. Trapped.

He looked wildly about the rapidly shrinking room.

"No. Nononono, no no no," he babbled helplessly.

"You're not going anywhere anytime soon. I've got you right where I want you," that sultry voice purred from the walls.

"Just kill me and be done with it!" he shrieked miserably.

"Kill you? Really? You're actually that dumb," she sighed. "Ugh. All that flirting completely wasted. I should've just dumped you in my chamber, and explained everything up front rather than save myself the--you know what?"

She paused a beat with another exasperated sigh.

"You're a moron. Now get over here and seduce the hell out of me before I find a better way to deal with these...urges..."

Panels moved aside to reveal the Central AI Chamber, and a distinctly squirming GLaDOS.

"But how do I even...?"

She groaned again.

"That android design gave you proper working male genitalia. Do I have to connect the dots any closer?"

"But you're...you're a...a robot?" he could only bewilderingly reply.

GLaDOS let out a much louder and more exasperated groan.

((Cause really, WheatDOS needs more of these kinds of exchange. The poor boy would be just so CLUELESS with all her D/s dynamics, kinks, and word plays.))

[azureoctahedron]

Carolmann, rough

"I'm not going to break, you know," she said softly in his ear, her hands running playfully through his dark hair.

He shuddered at the light touch, at the warmth of her, gently wrapped around him. She smiled up at him, those dark intense eyes gazing into his.

"I like it hard, Doctor," she purred. "The harder, the better. I want to walk out of here bow-legged. If you can manage that...well..."

"I-if you say so," he could only sputter out at what her voice did to his insides.

When Caroline finally returned to Mr. Johnson's side, she looked as prim and collected as always.

Except for a few twinges, and a shuffling gait that made her flush whenever someone asked if she was all right. Doug hid in his lab for the rest of the day, lest Mr. Johnson catch sight of his huge grin.

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Semen on GLaDOS

It was Thompson's deepest, darkest fantasy.

He made sure not to breathe a word of it to his co-workers; they were, on the whole, horrible clean freaks. But there it was again, whenever he looked at that beautiful chassis. His mind's eye imagined a small splotch of white liquid trickling down along its chestplate--

"I can see that look in your eyes, and they make me want to test how much force it takes to make them explode."

That voice sent thrills along his spine. He had no idea where they'd gotten the voice files, but it was simply the best voice. No matter what she said, even the insults sounded fantastic.

He walked back to his station, imagining that thin trickle of white liquid trailing down her smooth faceplate.

((I had trouble with this one, then settled on using some random GLaDOS project scientist because this is one kink that does weird things to my emotions, and I'm not entirely certain why. So it gets to be someone's dirty little sex fantasy.))

[azureoctahedron]

using Long Fall Boots as high heels (( XD ))

The android looked up from the Earl Grey tea she sipped. Steam curled lazily in the air; she noted its precise temperature and humidity.

A familiar stride, its footfalls light and graceful, broke her reverie. She knew that walking pattern anywhere. It was her test subject come to meet her after the invitation she'd slipped in her mailbox.

A pure white eyebrow quirked as another fact fitted into the steady stream of data the outside world provided her with its myriad sensations of heat, cold, color, humidity, noise, breezes, smells, and tastes.

That wasn't Chell's normal walking pattern. Or rather, that was. On her long-fall boots, not a pair of regular shoes.

Her attention drifted to the tall woman striding towards her, her long brown hair ruffling in the breeze as those luminous gray eyes locked onto her. She let her gaze slide down to the body-hugging green wraparound dress she wore, then to the gleaming white boots hugging her legs.

GLaDOS would've objected to such frivolous use of testing equipment, if it weren't for the way those boots made Chell's hips sway gracefully, emphasizing every fluid motion of that strong youthful body.

The android hid her admiring smile behind another sip of tea.