Hi! Anything in italics in this chapter is TC dreaming in stasis.
While in the dark of night, many feet under the sea, rested the Nemesis. Thrust managed the monitors. With everyone in their respective quarters in recharge. The med bay was in complete darkness with only the lights dimly lit over its lone patient, Thundercracker. All the other mechs were already repaired, and sent off back to duty or ordered to recharge. Thundercracker injuries were a lot more severe. The strong mech was lucky to be built as strong as he was, because the shots that fired almost extinguished his Spark. He was in stasis due to his injuries. Leg components were exposed. As well as his head, wings, and arms. Hook already knew he would be back up to his regular duties, but when was the question.
She was older. That beautiful dark red hair longer. A breeze played against her hair as a few strays brushed against her face in a seemingly flirtatious way. She smiled at him, as she stood on a very high cliff. Thundercracker landed far away from her, and took her in from the distance. He wanted to drink her in and memorize every detail of her before he approached her. Remote beckoned to him, and that was when he noticed she had no shirt on. Flesh exposed, except her breasts, which her hair covered in a frustratingly mad way. Just when he thought he would see a glimpse of them a strong wind came up, but her hair remained there. Walking towards her he found his height shrinking down to human size and stopping when he was 6' 7". Not caring about his height, he wanted her in his true arms, and not his holoform's arms. A couple feet away, she fell back, and was falling down the steep cliff. Optics wide, Thundercracker instantly flew to catch her. As he was flying to catch her, she was looking at him serenely as she was falling down. Her hair flying everywhere, and still the only hair that remained was over her breasts. Alarm hit, Thundercracker hard, and wrapped his arms around her petite body and brought her against his chest. Remote and his optics were face to face. Remote smiled at him, and kissed him.
"I knew you would catch me." Remote softly said.
"Why did you jump?"
"To see if you would protect me from harm."
"I will always protect you from harm."
Thundercracker flew them back to the cliff and set them down on the ground. Arms still circling her, while her arms was encircling his neck. He kissed her. "Please never do that again."
"I promise I won't." Unwrapping her arms from him she separated in order to step around him and walk down the hill. Looking back to him, her smile said it all. So he followed her.
He was entranced with the way she walked, and how her hair just danced in the breeze. He felt so hypnotized by this captivating woman. She was a slender woman, with sweet little curves on her body, but that body had strength. It was marked by small definitions here and there. She was trained to defend herself. So her strong lithe body was very poetic for him.
Looking back up at him over her shoulder, she winked, and focused herself forward to a little forest. She obviously wanted her privacy with him. As they entered this forest, he wished they would just stop and kiss again. Perhaps interface. Waiting for what seemed like eternity was maddening to him. He looked at her hips as they swayed seductively back and forth. He wanted to possess her. Devour her.
Looking and seeing lots of green lush grass, and a little stream nearby, he couldn't take it no more, and stopped her by wrapping his arm around her and bringing him to his chest once more. Seeing such a delighted look in her face. He kissed those lovely lips. His glossa playing against her mouth, then inside her mouth. It would seem strange for other Cybertronians he was sure, but he loved it when her tongue met him, and they danced together. His hands ran softly down her side and reached her small curved buttocks, and cupped them with his hands. Remote moaned, and stepped back, smiled, then knocked him down on his back. He was about to question why she did that, but that smile of hers, her now exposed bottom half, and the teasing of her hair managing to cover the front half of her. He was going to explode then and there.
"Do you want me, Thundercracker?"
"Yes." His response sounded strangled, but it was due to the heated systems that was going on with him.
Walking to him, she straddled him, and laid her body on top of his. She moved her hair away from her private areas so fast he didn't have a chance to see. She was being such a tease that he wanted to yell out, but she started to kiss his body. As she kissed his body, she moved her delicate fingers into his seams and teasingly played with his sensitive wiring. Thundercracker started reacting as his dentas bit his lower lip, and he tilted his head back as he continued to feel her touch him. She reached the most sensitive part of his wings. Which were also his most erotic area. She knew what she was doing with him. He kept repeating her name over and over. She never voiced her response, she just simply smiled at him, and teased him some more.
"Oh my dear. I want you now." Thundercracker bit out in between moans.
Once again she smiled, and continued her foreplay as she reached for where his cod piece was and started to kiss there. Thundercracker not only wanted to expose his spark chamber to her, he wanted to expose his spike to her. He never in his life met a femme like her. Feeling her stop her tantalizing assault of his body, he felt her shift and her light weight body straddling his cod piece. Looking at her, he noticed her hair was once again covering her breasts and her womanhood. She smiled at him as she ran her finger over his stomach area. It was a mischievous look she had. She winked at moved her hair away revealing perky round petite breasts. Thundercracker studied her in awe. She was already perfect in his eyes before, but was astoundingly goddess like. Taking his right hand he ran it gently from the side of her hip, and ghosted it softly over her body taking in the curves. Stopping at her breasts he had to feel both of them. Her eyes closed and he heard a little moan from her. Moving her finger away from her breasts he moved it to her face where she permitted a small kiss on the side of his finger. Smiling at him, she winked and quickly got up and ran off.
Confused, Thundercracker quickly got up and ran in the direction she did. She must of ran really fast because he couldn't find her whatsoever. Stopping to see if he can locate her by listening, he heard a slight vocal, and went into that direction. As he followed the sound he was getting frustrated, and then he got angry. Right in front of him, there was Barricade having his way with her, and Remote moaning in what sounded like delight. Outraged, Thundercracker quickly went over, grabbed Barricade by the neck, and tossed him as far away as he could, smashing trees in the process. Barricade vanished from sight. Quirking up his eyebrow ridge, he turned to see Remote missing with a large ped walking away in the opposite direction. Following the peds he came across another clearing with Remote against a tree, and Megatron having his way with her, with his spark chamber exposed. Explosive anger came across Thundercracker, and he rammed his body against Megatron, from the side, knocking him away. Catching Remote in his hand, he turned to notice Megatron disappeared. Eyeing Remote he noticed tears formed in her eyes, and quickly started to fall down her cheeks.
Thundercracker was about to bring her against his chest to comfort her, but she looked up at him, and said. "He wants to bond with me." Then she evaporated into thin air. Confused on who wanted to bond with her, he felt helpless because he knew this was a dream, and his Remote was out there without him to be at her side for now.
The monitor for his spark elevated quickly, and in the exposed part of his hand, you can see it twitch angrily. No one was there to witness that, but if they did possibly they would feel an angry mech that was still in stasis. The question is: How long will he be in stasis?
Meanwhile, in the dark of her bedroom, sitting at the threshold of her open balcony door, Remote stared up at the moon. She wondered what will happen next, and if Thundercracker was okay.
