He complied, mostly because he was at a complete loss for words. GLaDOS, seeing that simply forcing herself on him wasn't exactly working, took the opportunity to remove herself from his lap and take a few steps away. If she had bothered to glance over her shoulder, she would've seen him glaring at her with just a hint longing. Regardless of what he insisted, a small part of his mind hadn't completely wanted her to stop.
She ignored him for a moment before turning to face him, her thin fingers going to work on the buttons of the labcoat. She took her time with it, making sure that decades seemed to pass between each button. Despite his glaring, she could see the hint of anticipation in his eyes. She smirked slightly as she watched his expressions, though he seemed too distracted to notice. After what seemed like forever, she dropped the labcoat into a pile at her feet.
The anger in his mismatched eyes almost completely dissapeared as he took in the very surprising sight of his worst enemy in only a black lacey bra and matching panties. He quickly looked away, not wanting her to see his expression. "Y-you...shouldn't be doing this..."
She stepped closer again, leaning over him so that her face was only inches away from his. "Are you sure about that?" She trailed her fingertips along his thigh as she spoke, pressing her palm firmly against the growing bulge in his pants once she reached it. "Because it feels like you're lying."
He squeezed his eyes shut and bit back a moan at her sudden touch. "Stop..! W-why are you doing this...?" He opened his eyes, just in time to see her rip his shirt open with another smirk.
"For science." As soon as she finished her last word her mouth was against his neck, kissing and licking and, most of all, biting. He finally let out a quiet whimper, despite all his attempts at holding back any encouragement. He was far from happy with the idea of letting his guard down with a homicidal AI, but her touch was definitely hard to resist.
She made her way down his chest, leaving a trail of kisses and not so gentle bites, pausing as she reached the waist of his pants. She looked up at him as though she were waiting for something, though Doug wasn't sure what she wanted. She was really just checking his face to see whether or not he was enjoying it enough to be trusted. "I'll untie your arms if you promise to behave..."
He nodded his head slightly in response. He knew he should take the opportunity to attempt some sort of escape, but all he could think about was the fact that escape meant it would end. He had decided that he was going to behave long enough to get his release, whether the sensible part of his mind approved or not.
Before he knew it, she was already leaning over to untie the wires that held his arms down to the chair. She paused for a moment to look at him, deciding to remove the rest of his binding as well. It would save her the trouble of having to interupt again later, and he'd clearly lost any intention of stopping her.
Dropping the wires into a pile on the ground, she gracefully dropped to her knees in front of him. She hooked her fingers into his waist band, tracing along his hips for a moment teasingly. She definitely seemed to be getting the hang of things; for a first try, it was rather impressive.
He bit at his bottom lip in anticipation, silently watching as she took as long as possible to continue. She was smirking up at him as she finally broke the tension by speaking. "You want me to take these off, don't you?"
He nodded gently in response, and she immediately removed her hands from his body. She gave him a rather stern look, tilting her head slightly. "What was that? You aren't being very clear, you know."
"Y-yes..." She simply stared at him, clearly enjoying pushing the usually timid man as far as she could. "P-please..! Don't stop..." He squirmed uncomfortably in his seat as he spoke.
She broke her silent, piercing, stare with a malicious laugh. "You really are pathetic, aren't you? Begging for it? But..." She popped open the button of his pants as she paused. "I suppose, since you asked nicely..." She unzipped them and started to tug them off his body, pulling his boxers down along with them.
She bit at her lip slightly as she examined the nude man in front of her. She wasn't sure what she had been expecting, but so far he was exceeding her expectations. In fact, she was getting a little jealous of the fact that he was getting all the pleasure; she was just about ready for it to be her turn.
However, she continued anyways. She slowly dragged the tip of her tongue up the length of his shaft, hearing a soft moan from him as she did. She then pulled away, with yet another smirk. "Now...I think we've lost focus of the point here. This is about me. Not you."
She reclined into more of a sitting position, now off her knees, and scooted back a few inches. "Well? Get down here and show me that keeping you alive was the right decision."