A/N: just so you know, this has some pretty graphic naughty bits in here, so yeah. Avoid if you don't like it. Then again, you wouldn't have clicked this story unless you wanted that sort of thing, now would you? *trollface*
For Atlas, life was simple.
Take test, finish test, get blown up or dismantled at the end.
It was an easy life (despite the insurmountable pain the master supercomputer put him through) and he was fine with it. However, there were times when he felt the need for…something more…
He could never put his finger on it; but knew he needed whatever it was.
He glanced over at his partner. She stood firing portals randomly into the walls of their test chamber. She often did that when they were stuck on a test. Atlas was amazed how P-body could be so entranced by something she saw every day. He assumed it was part of her programming…and her charm…
He shook his optic to shake the thought away. They needed to solve this test chamber. Otherwise they would get docked Collaboration points, whatever those were. Atlas strode over to his companion, who stopped firing portals to look at him. Suddenly, she opened her arms widely. She smiled with her optic, and Atlas felt the sudden compulsion to leap into her arms.
He did so, and they hugged. It was P-body's way of encouraging him not to lose hope. When they let go, Atlas and her gazed around the room one more time, and saw the answer.
A couple portals later, they were at the end of the chamber. Grinning with their optics, Atlas slapped P-body a high five. He didn't know what he would do without her. She was his inspiration, and he felt a separation with her would be as what She called "death."
P-body pat him on top of his core, and together they walked onwards to the next test chamber.
….
"After some thinking, I have realized that testing two robots is a fundamental flaw on my part. I am a machine, as are you two. Unless I test actual humans, these tests are unfit for science and therefore unneeded. However, humans are a flawed species; always trying to murder someone or usurp their position." GLaDOS's voice suddenly sounded over the speaker system.
Atlas and P-body stopped what they were doing to listen. Usually what She had to say was nothing more than propaganda used to drive them apart, or mislead them, or belittle their confidence. But this was interesting… She seemed to be admitting something negative about herself.
"In this way I cannot test humans. But I cannot also test machines because the test results will be flawed." She continued. "But I think I have found a compromise. If I can somehow merge the two together, I think I can get all the benefits without the murder and the flawed process of it."
Atlas and P-body glanced at each other. Surely she didn't mean to-
"That's where you come in, test subjects. I've already found the perfect human bodies for you, now all I need to do is merge yours with them."
P-body gave a shudder. Was she going to turn them into monsters? She gently took Atlas's hand instinctively. She was terrified. Atlas gently squeezed her hand. It would be okay.
"Well, all I need to do is gather you and make the necessary modifications. However, under the circumstances, it is rather hard to access you from your present location. So we'll do it the usual way."
There came a beeping sound; Atlas and P-body felt their bodies rip apart in an explosion.
…..
Atlas was the first to wake. He opened his optics and looked around.
Something was not right. His vision seemed altered in some way, he saw less detail, but could see more around him. He sat up and gasped. Where his metallic wired legs should have been, he saw pale fleshy stalks. Human legs?
He began to panic. He flailed around, and was knocked off the table he had been on. With a painful 'thud' he hit the floor and heard himself groan with an actual voice. He quickly rolled over and sat up.
Atlas was shocked to see arms, pale and muscular that were his. He moved them around, testing how they moved and worked. Glancing at his hands, he found he had an extra digit. He tilted his head in confusion, then immediately grasped it and felt it. The top of his head had a soft and fairly long material on it. Hair? As he moved his hands down, he felt his new eyes, his nose, ears, lips and chin. This was weird; his head had no limb attachments on it, unlike his old body.
He felt something pound from inside of him and panicked, thinking it was a bomb or something She placed inside of him. His alarm only seemed to make it pound even harder. He wrapped his arms around his torso, hoping it would stop. He tried to calm himself, and found that whatever it was stopped pounding so hard. Atlas assumed it reacted to however he reacted, and tried to remain calm as he explored the rest of him.
He had a strong torso, he surmised, slightly muscular but fairly thin. As he moved his hands downward, he noted how smooth and warm his skin was. The feeling was intense…he could feel with his old body, but this body had such a sensation! His hands stopped between his legs. Something stuck out, uncharacteristic of his new body. He poked at it softly.
This was odd… Atlas felt his face grow hot. Why did touching there make him react that way? And why did it feel so good? AND WHY WAS IT GROWING!
Atlas jumped up, but couldn't get his new legs to work properly. He promptly fell back down hard on his rear painfully.
He let out a yelp of pain, and waited for the hurt to go away. Once it did, he refocused his attention back to the conspicuous piece of flesh sticking out. Gingerly he touched the tip with one of his fingers. The contact sent shivers through his system; it felt good, he decided. He gently felt himself, all the while, feeling his internal temperature rise. He wasn't sure if his body was supposed to do that, or if it was something natural. Either way, he firmly grasped it, and involuntarily letting out a small moan. His sudden vocalization startled him, but he continued, now rubbing up and down.
Suddenly, P-body flashed through his mind, she was holding her hand out to him, helping him through one of her portals. Atlas pictured her long legs, her beautiful curvy shape and felt the thing in his hands grow harder. He let out another gasp as he felt something well up inside of him, threatening to burst. Whatever he was feeling was incredible, he didn't want it to stop. Pumping faster, he thought yet again of P-body; involuntarily he thought of her touching him like he was now. The thought sent him over the edge, and he felt himself release.
Atlas fell back, somewhat exhausted. He was still alive from that, so it clearly wasn't deadly. He felt his face grow hot again. Why had he thought of P-body like that? He sat back up and looked between his legs. Whatever it was, had gone back to being limp, and was now covered in a sticky white substance. Atlas felt his mouth move downwards. What WAS that? As he was about to explore what it was, he suddenly realized that P-body was indeed not there.
He jumped up again, only this time he steadied himself on the table in front of him. He looked wildly around for his companion but did not see her. All he saw was the room in front of him, the table, various wires hanging from the ceiling above the table, and a door. That was where he needed to go.
Atlas struggled with his new legs for a bit, urging them onwards, step by step. It wasn't so hard after the first few steps, he found. In fact, the legs moved in a similar way to his old legs. Brimming with confidence, he quickly walked over to the door, tripping a few times as he did so.
He needed to find P-body. He was terrified that she would be all alone like he was, and felt his chest pound again. It didn't matter though; he was going to find her.
The door in front of him opened, and he stepped out.
A/N: so there you go. The first(?) ATLAS/P-body smut fic. At first I decided to make it a one shot, then realized I could do so much more with it.
Also, the title is based on a song of the same name for Ghost In The Shell. I suggest you listen to it. It's very touching.
Well, I hope you enjoyed, sorry it was so short. P-body's POV is up next though~ see you until then 3