Author's Note: Yes, Feep, there definitely does need to be more artworks. Also, there's a pretty good fic on the kinkmeme about Chell licking cake off GLaDOS. Otherwise, if you want real Cakesex the closest you will get to that is (unfortunately) Cakefarts. Whatever you do, do NOT look that up. It's terrible. I'm not sure if it's better or worse than Lemonparty, but it's definitely better than Puddingfarts.
WHY DO I KNOW THESE THINGS?
This is what happens when you have too much internet.
Also, yes, Mrs Keegan is a southerner from the USA. Dunno what state though.
"Nice to see you out and about, sweet cheeks."
Mrs Keegan smiled at Chell, who was clinging desperately to GLaDOS and trembling worse than a rogue jackhammer.
The android had decided that after a few weeks of meticulous planning and care that the test subject needed to start walking again, and would do so outside to get some sun on her. All her fretting and starvation had left her rather wobbly-limbed, but with a bit of assistance she'd managed to walk a lap around the cottage before being confronted by the old woman on the front porch. Letting go of GLaDOS and stumbling into Mrs Keegan's arms, she wrapped her up into a bear hug.
"Sorry I've been such a pain lately, and thanks for looking after me." Chell mumbled into her shoulder. "And thanks for getting GLaDOS back here too." She added in a conspiratorial whisper so that the AI in question couldn't hear her.
"Not a problem, sweet cheeks. You just get yourself better, alright? And drink this up too." She handed Chell another glass of the nutritional supplement.
She was almost weaned off it completely now, with only a couple of glasses each day. Thanks to the exercise plan the supercomputer had put in place she could manage to feed herself again without spilling the damn stuff everywhere like some hopeless toddler. Sometimes she wasn't sure what was worse – the sippy cup or having to get someone to cut up her food into tiny little pieces so that she could manage to chew and swallow them. Being so reliant on others had worn quite thin now that she had the android back. It was funny, but for all they tried to kill each other, she'd still managed to give her the will to live.
"I don't recall getting an apology like that. Did you send it in the mail? You should know that the postal service is unreliable and sluggish at best. You could have apologised in person." GLaDOS huffed.
Turning around with a thoughtful frown plastered on her features, Chell promptly upended her beverage on top of the supercomputer's head.
"That's for breaking my ribs."
GLaDOS's eyes remained tightly closed as the rivulets of milky liquid soaked her hair and poured down her face to coat the beautiful black jacket she was wearing in a torrent of destruction. Although it stopped most of the drink from getting into her clothes, a good portion of it trickled down the back of her neck and under her shirt too.
Upon seeing what Chell had just done and seeing the glare that crossed the android's face as she opened those blue-grey eyes, Mrs Keegan quickly backed off.
"Y'know what? I'm just gunna go start the next load of washin'. I can throw your stuff in there with the rest of it whenever you're ready." She snuck back inside the cottage, not too sure whether she should stay to protect Chell from the carnage that was sure to occur, or to just stay the hell out of there. It didn't particularly please her that she'd gotten confirmation that GLaDOS had been the one to hurt Chell in the first place, but there wasn't terribly much she could do about it. The robot could lift trucks, so punching her was probably a bad idea.
When the widow had left, Chell stepped right up to the furious looking android and kissed her at length. The gesture appeared to pacify her and quell the imminent explosion of fury that was looking to bust its cap. Especially so when she wrapped her arms around the white-haired woman's neck, getting just as covered in the remains of the nutritional supplement. Chell dug her fingers into the android's scalp during the kiss, lightly scraping them against the skin without messing her hair up too badly. Considering what she'd already done to it, she figured that any more damage could potentially be life threatening. It was just long enough to leave GLaDOS's lips trailing after her in wonder where they had suddenly disappeared to.
"That's for looking after me."
With a coy smile, she then gave her another brief peck of a kiss before her lips sought out the android's ear. Yet she was not content to just flick her tongue out and lick some of the liquid from her flesh. Instead, the former test subject began to whisper into GLaDOS's ear until the suddenly deathly silent, blank-faced android had started to quiver.
Chell had found herself beginning to regard that particular expression as the GLaDOS equivalent of a blush. More often than not, she'd seen it enforced when confronted with what could potentially be an embarrassing situation, like when she'd started playing footsie with her at the dinner table or when Mrs Keegan had commented on that show on mechanical engineering that they'd been watching together. Chell had to admit though that her favourite times were when she just decided to talk to her. Watching the android squirm as the euphoria parameters asserted themselves just because she was speaking never ceased to amaze her and tickle her funny bone. So naturally, she stopped just as the android started to lean into her, reaching for her waist.
The glassy-eyed supercomputer stared at her incredulously.
"What was that for?"
Chell gave her a devilish grin.
"That's what I'm going to do to you in the shower in about five minutes."
GLaDOS could only stare, open-mouthed.
The test subject soon had to admit that having a freshly showered GLaDOS lying face down in her bed in only that slinky black underwear was quite a lovely sight to see. She found that she hadn't quite appreciated it up close, but now that she had gotten up to hobble over to the dresser to find herself some clothing, the benefits were much more evident. Taking her sweet time, Chell smiled to herself as she leaned up against the set of drawers while still only half dressed. The android looked like she was out for the count; having numbly stumbled back into the room flopped on the bed when their far-too-long shower had been completed. She hadn't gotten back up since then, so she could only assume she was still feeling the effects of the test euphoria. It was the only reason she would have looked so relaxed. Normally there was some hidden tenseness there, like as if she expected something to go wrong at any minute. But Chell felt like she was starting to understand the android and her wild mood swings.
Even how her expressions operated in lieu of not normally having a face.
It had been difficult at first, as even GLaDOS had trouble figuring out how to put the expression together with the correct emotion sometimes. There were so many nuances in the human range that even with a guidebook and a database on body language she still made mistakes in reading people. Not that she was likely to admit it. She certainly wouldn't want to look like an idiot grinning at a funeral. So the supercomputer simply went back to her tried and true method of not expressing much with her new face at all unless Chell caught her in the act. So to be able to tell the difference between a pleasantly sedated GLaDOS and an I'm-enjoying-this-but-I'll-kill-you-later GLaDOS was a big confidence boost to the test subject.
Stumbling her way back over to the bed once she had some sweat pants and an old t-shirt on, the test subject crawled her way up the smooth expanse of the android's legs. Leaving a row of ticklishly light kisses up her spine and across to her cheek, Chell spread out her hands and rubbed them along the backs of GLaDOS's shoulders, stirring the AI with a murmur. When she was sure that she was relatively conscious, she laid down on top of her, not having to worry about her needing to breathe. That was one great thing about having a machine for a play mate. They could just keep going and going. They didn't get winded or get cramps in their legs or have to come up for air. Another couple of little kisses were brushed across the android's cheek and lips – or at least as much of them as she could reach as she buried her face in the crook of GLaDOS's neck and partly into the pillow.
"Hmmm. What are you doing, you lunatic?" she mumbled at Chell, not bothering to open her eyes.
She was quite peaceful where she was, after all, floating around in that electric white haze that crackled and sparked at all her circuits and made her feel absolutely wonderful. GLaDOS was vaguely aware of the test subject's hands upon her; the tingling touch of electrical conductivity in her fingertips only adding to the pleasant burn of all the sensory receptors beneath her artificial skin.
"You, mostly." Chell quipped, a little grin upon her face.
"Me, only." GLaDOS growled in correction.
"Ooooh. Someone's a little jealous."
The supercomputer was quiet for a while, the only indication that she was thinking further on the subject being the way her brow crinkled at the test subject's words.
"I've spent far too much of my time on you getting my hands dirty to have you running off with any imbecile that waves a carrot in front of your face."
"Spent far too much of your time in me getting your hands dirty too. I'm certainly not complaining." Chell snickered into her ear before nipping at it and trailing the tip of her tongue around its outer edge.
"State and federal regulations require me to inform you that you have an absolutely foul mouth. Also, if you keep that up, you're considerably lowering my battery life. And believe me, you don't want that."
The girl folded her arms across the back of GLaDOS's shoulders, resting her chin on them as she peered down at the woman beneath her.
"Double DD, right?" she grinned.
"If you're making a connection between batteries and a breast joke; well done. I'm surprised you had it in you. Unfortunately your pitiful attempts at mammary sizing are nowhere near as successful as your testing record. If you must know, they are really more of a-"
"C for Chell!" with that, she shoved her hands under the android and grabbed a handful on either side. Lightly nipping her shoulder with a wide grin across her features, she noticed how absolutely unimpressed GLaDOS looked with her actions when her eyes flickered open.
The supercomputer gave a long-suffering sigh as she eyeballed the girl from the position she was in.
"You need to be medicated. Immediately."
Unfortunately for GLaDOS, and perhaps fortunately for Chell, the test subject's actions of soaking the android in her drink had added benefits. With her clothing in the washing machine, she pretty much had said android all to herself for a good hour or two, stuck in her room wearing nothing but her underwear. And although she was still weary from the walk around the house, she still made good use of the opportunity to be alone with the AI. Sure, she had to take little five minute breathers every now and again to keep from overexerting herself and passing out, but that didn't stop GLaDOS's wandering hands from touching her in a surprisingly gentle caress.
In some ways, she thought that GLaDOS was still very much curious about the way humans worked; even more so now that she'd been sleeping with one. And yet, she never paid as much attention to the others as she did to Chell. At one point in time, the test subject could say without a doubt in her mind that it was because GLaDOS was worried that she was going to get killed again. But now she wasn't quite so sure. She could have been reading into it too much, but there was a lingering hope there that the AI was fascinated with her. Of course, she was hoping that it was in more of an infatuation manner and not a bug under the microscope kind of fascination. That was probably asking too much. However, the way that she was looking at her did somewhat lend credence to the fact that it could possibly be true. Curling her hand up, she stroked the backs of her fingers across the AI's cheek and along her temple.
It caused the android to avert her eyes from where they had laid on her form and bring them back up to her face instead.
Once she had her attention, Chell murmured softly to her.
"Do you like me?"