Fluttering his eyes open, Sam's eyes yielded to the light. First thing he questioned was when did his bed get so warm? Second thing to come to his mind was when he had received a new body pillow. Thinking it was nothing but his imaginations, he dropped his eyelids, reaching further for the warmth. His hands grabbing something firm while the second hand felt something that made him blink awake. It was… fuzzy? He didn't how he could describe it. It as if he was brushing through… hair.
His eyes now widened as he lowered the gaze down to the hand that rested behind a head. A head that had raven-black hair. He was now fully awake at the thought of who it was that slept in his bed, who that was burying themselves in his chest, and who it was that he was snuggling up to. An impulse wanted him to scream, jolt out of bed or kick the other person out. Luckily, the rational part of his head kept him from doing so.
Instead, he remembered back to the night before. After the heated events that had involved Elita and Bee, he invited the Prime in for the night. Well, more like the teen had tugged him inside and had pulled him into the bed. During the time, he was just thinking of the best way for the Prime to relieve his pain. And it had seemed to work when the holoform had fallen asleep.
Looking down at the leader, for a moment Sam had wished that the Cybertronian hadn't woken up. It was a foolish thought. But, how else was he supposed keep any more pain from being inflicted if Orion had the chance of returning to the pain every day he woke. And it wasn't only Optimus who was hurt last night.
What Elita had said, though hurtful, she might've been right. We were clinging to the Autobots too hard. After all the Decepticons have been found, would they stay? Or would they leave? Staying meant the governments would drag them into the next war they encounter. Leaving meant Sam would have to say goodbye. He hadn't wanted either outcome. And the images of them strained his heart.
The pain becoming pricks to his heart as he reached for comfort. He pulled the Prime's head closer. Unknowingly, this had stirred the leader awake, the teen releasing his grip to sit up. The college student fumbled back while the Prime stretched and pushed up. He stared at the human as if in a daze before he investigated his surroundings. Sam could only watch with an anxious mind while he did so.
Finally, his 'sight-seeing' was complete and he had recognised it as reality. Pushing his legs over the side of the bed, he stretched his arms and ruffled his holoform's head. Then stopped, frozen on the spot. Turning back to the Witwicky when the sudden realisation struck him. This was reality. He had slept in Sam's bed. With Sam.
Frightened by the silence, Sam spoke. "O-Orion…?"
"Sam." He responded.
"… D-Do you remember last night?" The young adult asked. Optimus gave a weird look before a smile returned to his expression.
"Of course." Orion answered, inching his way closer. Sam shared the smile as he did the same. Giving one peck of lips on the Cybertronian, the two shared another embrace. This time, a smile held on both. Quietly, the Autobot whispered into the human's ear. "Thank you for everything last night."
"Anything for you." Sam replied, another famous chuckle rising from the holoform.
The two spent the rest of the morning together, forgetting the trouble that would come after they step out of the room.
As they left the room, a thought struck the teen.
"Umm, Orion?"
"Hmm?"
"When did you learn to kiss?" He asked, realising that just until Christmas did the topic come up. And if he already did know, could he at least have saved him the embarrassment that night? A smile brightened on the holoform's face before he answered.
"It might not look like it Sam, but we Autobots have our own homework every moment or so. It was about during the time we were watching the second movie on Christmas. I might've slipped away from the movie to study on human interactions." Optimus explained, the pieces fitting together inside the teen's head.
"I don't know if I should feel embarrassed or sweetened by that, but it's good to know." He stated, bringing approving hum from the Prime. Then another thouught crossed his mind. "Wait, was that why you reached for my hand that night?"
"… I will not deny that a part of me wanted to see your reaction when I did. But during that time, my spark had already begun to pulse for you." Orion admitted, a joking tone in his voice. Sam pouted and puffed his cheek at the Autobot before turning away and began walking.
"At least I know someone was enjoying my embarrassment."
Optimus chuckled as he caught up with his new mate. "Now that isn't really fair of you to say." He commented, making the human turn his way with a brow raised. "From what I have read, people tend to shy away from the contact. But you didn't. And even more, you held on." Knowing where the conversation was going, his blood began to run up his head. Orion watched as the young adult changed shades of red faster than Ironhide and Ratchet could form an argument. "Does that not imply that you had wanted me to do so?"
"Like I had a choice! I froze up!"
"Was that what happened with Bumblebee?" Sam exploded on the spot into a cloud of steam.
"H-How'd y-y-you k-"
"Ratchet noticed and informed me." Orion briefed. The teen turned to a stuttering mess as he tried to explain the situation of what happened, without actually speaking about the blonde's affections. He was stopped with a finger to his lips. "Samuel. I won't look at you any differently if you cared about Bumblebee. I'd see someone whom I love, not someone who I expect to love me back."
The finger left his lips as he now held a guilty look on himself. He turned the same look towards the Prime. "I do love you… But, are you worried that I'd leave you?" Sam asked, Optimus' expression flinching only the slightest bit. He hadn't wanted to admit it, but even he had his doubts. There were things that can't be shared between them two like him and Bee. And there was the anxiety of losing another one of his love. But he can't just tell the human that.
When the Autobot had stood silent for a minute, Sam took initiative and moved closer, placing a quick kiss on the lips in reassurance. "I'm sorry. You don't have to answer that question. Because I don't think I can leave you. At least, not without breaking my heart and your spark. I do love Bee as a best friend or even a brother, but I 'love' you, Orion Pax." A second kiss came from the teen as it had brought back the Prime's smile.
"And I as well love you, Samuel James Witwicky." His hand brushed down the teen's face. Sam leaned into the touch before pulling away. They shared one last smile before turning back to the path they walked.
A few hours later…
The Autobots and human teen watched as the Lumos Aria took off of the ground and flew higher and higher. A few were informed of what had happened the other day and had heard the main reason why they had left. None could deny the Prime's reasoning as they were ticked off with the way Elita and her crew had treated the humans. Deciding it was best, Arcee had followed with them, believing her only solace from her fallen sisters could only be found amongst her friends. Optimus didn't argue against it, allowing the femme to do as pleased, leaving on the note that she is welcome to return at any time. Arcee apologised for her friend before leaving as well.
They had stayed until the ship had left the planet safely before they forwarded back in, most not wanting to say anything more. A few even glad that the femme was off the planet. Sam was torn between a feeling off that and guilt. At best, he wanted to keep Elita in Orion's life, even if she did hate him. But seeing as it was the Prime's choice, he couldn't argue against it.
On the way in, Bee kept prodding for what happened last night, like any teenage girl after her friend gets into a relationship. A few of the questions a little more embarrassing than Sam had hoped. Luckily, none of the others listened in and were busy speaking with Optimus. But during points of each conversation, they would smile towards the other.
After an hour of conversing with the others, the two had finally found the time to pull each other away from the conversation, choosing to settle themselves in the rec-room. At first, the two settled onto the couch, with Optimus being used as a cushion, for light chatter. Mostly about anything that came up from their mind. From past warriors to the things Sam had been studying while in college. Then the next moment they had cuddled up comfortably for some quality television
It was yet another classic movie, Titanic, from Sam's choosing. It was interesting to watch for the two as Optimus thoroughly enjoyed the dialogue, while Sam allowed himself the grace of watching the leader's face light up. When he returned to the movie, he found that it was drawing closer to the 'heated' scene. Suddenly, he felt flushed when a hand snuck up on his hip.
He jerked for a moment and giggled from the contact. "Orion!"
"Yes, Samuel?" Optimus asked, feigning innocence.
"At least save it for bed!" The teen said, using hand of his own to pull away the holoform's hand.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." He said, a mischievous grin drawing on his face.
"Haha." Sam rested his hand back into his prior position before the leader snuck his arms around the teen, prompting a yelp of surprise. Of course, the college student wriggled and squirmed, but the Prime kept his hold on the teen while his legs began to wrap around the human's as well.
"Orion!"
"What? I only sense that you're cold and in need of some warmth."
"It's 80°!"
"78, to be exact." Orion corrected, moving his head closer to the youth's ear. He blew a warm breath, having Sam shiver and heat up from embarrassment. A tight sensation began to draw between his pants as he then felt the flick of a tongue hit the tip of his ear. A moan escaped the teen as Optimus grew more aroused from the sound his human had made.
"You know I have to wonder at times," Another breath, another moan. "Do you fantasize about me? If you do, what do you picture?" The Prime slides his hand under the teen's shirt. "Something like this? Or…" A small peck of kiss is placed onto the youth's neck.
"Orion…" Stopping for the moment, Optimus looked up to face the teen. He witnesses the teen's troubled face who was squinting his eyes closed. And aside from the quick breaths the human had, he was trembling. Orion's smile dropped. He was pushing to fast and hard. Releasing the hold around his love, he forced himself away.
"I'm sorry… That was too much from me… I understand if you don't wish to continue this… with me." He apologised, placing distance between the two when he slid onto the other side of the couch. It took a second only for the Witwicky to recover and look up with bewildered eyes just as the Prime had stood up. "I'm sorry." He said once more, before taking a step.
As he was about to exit, he was stopped with two arms wrapping under his pits and warmth reaching his back. Looking around, he found the teen's head pushing himself into the centre of his back. "Samuel?"
"Don't you dare say that. Don't you dare say that 'I' don't want to continue this. Us."
"… Sorry."
…
"… Do you regret leaving her for me?" Sam inquired, still not looking up.
"Of course not!"
"Then believe me when I say I won't regret falling for you." Sam quickly spoke, sending the Autobot speechless.
…
…
"… Thank you…"
Meanwhile…
"So… they're officially dating?" Bee asked.
"Yep." Sideswipe added.
"Seconded." Ratchet said.
.: Officially. :. Ironhide spoke through the comm.
.: Save me a picture. :. Jolt asked.
"Pay up, Epps. I called that they'd get together after New Years." Will ordered. There was a slight shuffling before the money was slapped onto the hand he held behind him
"Damn. Was gonna' get Monique a gift with that money."
"… We should get going now. Think they'll need their privacy for a while. Besides we can tease them all we want when we see them later." The blonde suggested, the group humming and nodding in agreement before they filed away from the door.
Later on into the afternoon, the group had reconvened once more into the rec-room once more for some group fun on the Wii console. At first, it was only Sam, Bee and Sideswipe playing Super Smash Brawl. But after only a single game, the rest became bored and interested, joining in the games they played. It was interesting to see Ironhide threaten the screen and Ratchet struggle with the controls. Even Optimus had joined in, but only on the condition that they played teams and he was on the teen's team. Sam could only blush, roll his eyes and accept the terms. The rest shook their heads with a smile plastered on their faces.
As they played, they soon forgot about the condition the leader had given, but it didn't affect anyone as they were all having too much fun to notice. At one point, the couple were the only players left in the game as the mashed away at their buttons. The others could only watch in awe the exchange of attacks in the game. A few began to root for one or the other to win.
"I got you now!" Sam said, pushing the leader's character closer and closer to the edge of the stadium. Just as the last button was about to be pushed, something quick and warm pressed against his cheek, sending him flushing and frozen in the game and in real life. Sadly, that gave enough time for the Prime to pull his character up and counter back, sending the teen flying off the map.
A few of the others gave their 'boos' and regretted their choice of who to cheer for. Sam could only turn over to the leader who held a devious smile on his face, the college student's face beet red. "Hey! That wasn't fair!"
"How so? There were no rules in the game. Besides, I never said I played 'fair'." Orion innocently stated, prompting the Witwicky to pout and hit lightly at the Prime's arm.
"You know what I mean! I want a rematch!"
"Alright, alright, Samuel. Just don't get mad after I win once more." The leader laughed as he blocked against the swinging arms.
"Oh, it. is. On."
And so the next match began with Ironhide and Bee joining as the other two players. Though, it was short lasting as they had tried to attack the other two, only to be caught up in their 'death' radius and have their lives blown away. It was embarrassing as they died at the exact moment, leaving the other two with two lives left. Again, the group watched the game played out between the leader and human friend.
Last life for Optimus. Last life left for Sam. One Smash Ball flying around the screen and whole lot of chorus' behind the players as they jumped and struck at the orb. Just as Optimus had been about to grab the last hit of the ball, the orb flew towards Sam's character, allowing the teen an accidental hit on it and gaining the final smash.
The Prime could only look to the teen with a sheepish expression. Sam returned it with a sneer of his own, pressing the buttons to activate his character's (Lucario in this case) attack. The others watched in curiosity of what the attack was before a beam was fired at Orion's character (Ike, as it represents him the best). A single touch from the beam sent the player flying, ending the game with the human's victory.
Sam jumped up and dropped the controller in joy. "Yes!"
Optimus raised a brow and smiled up to his jumping lover. "Wasn't that last move a bit much?"
"I never said I played fair~" The college student responded. The Prime chuckled.
"Touché."
"That was a close game though."
"Not for us!" Ironhide commented in the background. "Sure. Just kill us in the crossfire!"
"That game was rigged!" Bee argued as the group laughed at the way they acted. Like two children that got hurt after playing with one another. "You two were totally teaming up from the start, weren't you?"
Sam and Optimus gave a mixed look between humour and being awkward. "What are you talking about?"
"I'm with Sam on this. I'm not that low, nor do I listen to Sam all the way." Optimus added.
"Prime. He's got you wrapped around his fingers." Ratchet joined. Sam felt his head heat up and a smile crossing his lips while the leader responded with a straight face.
"Thank you for your hindsight-view Ratchet, but it is really unneeded at this moment. Besides, I'm not that bad." Everyone except Sam raised an eyebrow towards his direction as he noticed them all. "What?"
The group released a joint sigh, shaking their heads in disapproval. "Poor lost soul…" Ironhide said, patting his Autobot leader's shoulder. The group nodded as Orion's smile dropped to an annoyed frown. The first to recover was Ratchet as he turned to the two.
"Before I forget, can I speak with you two in private for a moment?"
"Hmm?"
"Huh?"
The pair agreed to follow the medic to his work place as the three walked in almost complete silence. The two knew better than to question the medic's actions as it would mean to question him themselves. The only time they talked was when Sam leaned over to whisper to the Prime. It was a simple question, wondering what he Ratchet had in mind. A simple 'no idea' was returned before the medic threw a glare behind himself, putting pressure on the two to stay silent.
When they reached the med bay, Ratchet ordered- yes, ordered- the two to take a seat anywhere they could while he went off rummaging for a few things. They shared a look before turning back to observing the old holoform. At first, it was all data pads that were being pulled out, then small packs of what the two couldn't identify from their spots, and then there was… a bottle?
When Ratchet returned, he now had a tray full of the things he gathered. As he held it out in front of the leader, Optimus stared at it before taking it in his hands. Maybe take was to kind of word, more like dropped. The Prime staggered for a moment, keeping the things from falling before he eyed the medic.
"You'll need those."
Optimus raised a brow. "And these are…?" Sam peaked a head over before he finally got the image of what those packets were and the bottle's label as well. He never thought he could choke on air until that moment when he stepped away with a blushed expression.
"Things you'll need when you try human sexual intercourse." The couple had a spit-take as Optimus dropped the tray and became a stuttering mess in front of the medic. Ratchet glanced down to the fallen tray for a moment before looking back up. "Oh, grow up you two. You're not sparklings anymore-"
"Ratchet!" Orion had cut through. "Couldn't you have chosen a better time to bring this up?"
"Of course not. Even if I'm just a physician to you two, I can see the way you two look at each other. Who knows when you'd go right into it."
"Oh dear god!" Sam blushed madly.
"Ratchet!"
Kneeling down, he caught one of the data-pads in his hand before presenting it to the leader. "Putting your useless embarrassment aside, read over the data-pads first and foremost. They're a compilation of information I've gathered about human intercourse."
"… I have bonded before you know?"
"Well, bonding is completely useless in this situation. Humans tend to have other ways to take part in sexual pleasure. It's very complicated which I'm not going to go into full detail. But with male humans, it's even more complicated when they decide to have intercourse with another male." Ratchet explained, his eye drifting over to the teen whose face was turning 50 shades darker by the minute.
"How so?"
"Again, too many details. Just read through those and you'll be fine. I've put some tips as well that I've found effective." The bot then turned his head towards the college student who looked like he could pass out on the spot. Ratchet had snapped a finger in front of him to catch his attention where a high-pitched 'yes' came out. "I assume I don't have to educate you about this as well?"
"Definitely." Sam answered, nodding rapidly.
A few hours ago…
Okay, maybe the Prime had underestimated the simpleness in human intercourse. It is quite vastly different from anything he's ever experienced, and most likely anything he will in the future. So many variations of the act while all in risk of something or another. And also, so many… positions… The longer and more he read, the more the anxiety in the back of his processor grew, that he'd mess up and cause pain to himself or even worse, to Samuel. So he worked diligently on the data-pads, rereading what he had forgotten before picking up where he had left off. Occasionally stopping to review what he could remember.
Sam took a look from his desk in his room to his love, who still sat in the kitchen reading the information given. From what he could see, the Prime looked like a teen a night before the finals. Hair ruffled, eyes tired while he constantly worked. Every time he'd put down one pad, he'd take up another and read once more. At times, Sam thought the holoform had finally finished, but turned back down to the last of his holiday homework when he found it was still going.
When he glanced to the clock on his left, he noticed how late it has gotten and how the Prime was still reading. A sigh escaped his lips before he stood up abruptly, causing the Prime to whip his head. Then he walked to Orion.
"Sam, is something wrong?" He asked just as the Witwicky circled behind him, wrapping his arms around the leader's shoulders.
"Come on. You've been at it for hours. Time to get to bed."
A sad look crossed Orion. "Sorry. Just let me stay up a little longer and I'll join you." Another sigh passed Sam's lips before he moved to the side of the leader.
"Hey, Orion."
"Y-" He stopped when a pair of lips touched his own, capturing him in a kiss. He merely jumped and dropped the pad he held before Sam pushed further, nipping at the bottom the leader's lips. Understanding what he had wanted, Optimus kissed back as his tongue slipped out from his mouth and entered the teen's. Optimus explored the confines of his lover's mouth before their two organs touched, arousing a moan out from Sam and a groan from Orion. Their tongues danced while their saliva's mixed and were exchanged.
Only reality brought them back onto the surface of Earth with a need for air burning their lungs. Finally, the two broke apart for breath, a glimmer of saliva separating them. Then, Sam turned around and walked towards the bed. "Going to stay up and read? Or learn through practise?" He offered as a sly smile was worn on his expression.
Optimus did not need an invitation as he pushed off the chair and hurried to the bed like a child awaiting Father Christmas at night.
Two weeks later…
Sam stared up to the stars as he waited for the inevitable sleep to fall in. At least, the most one can sleep on the roof of the base. So to pass the time, he began counting off the constellations that appeared before him. For him, it was like remembering his alphabets. With the 4000 pages of knowledge in his head, he was basically diving back to his mind. He only stopped when sudden footsteps came his way.
He didn't need to look up to tell who it was as they took a seat beside the teen with one leg propped up. He wanted to continue, but not while he's here. So he greeted the holoform. "Hey."
"Hello." Optimus replied.
"Care to join me?"
"In what?"
"What else? Stargazing of course." Sam answered as Orion rolled his eyes and simply laid back.
"Doesn't seem like I have anything better to do." That brought a chuckle to the college student before he looked up once more. His eyes followed the lines of stars while his mind remembered what day tomorrow was. Before he knew it, he was talking again.
"Orion?"
"Hmm?"
"… I'm… I'm scared…" He admitted as the Prime turned to face the teen with a serious and concerned look.
"Of what?"
"I… I don't know… You? That when I come back, you won't be here. The nightmares? That they'd return as well without you. And if any one of them came true…" Sam felt tears prick his eyes while he kept thinking on it. His arm came up to wipe away the liquid while the leader was silent.
"Samuel…" Pulling up the courage, he turned to meet the blue eyes of his love. "I want you to look up there for a moment." The Prime directed a finger towards the sky as Sam followed the direction he pointed at, noticing one of the blinking dots in the sky. Giving a nod to confirm that he sees it, Orion continued. "Whenever you feel that way, whenever all hope is lost. Then do me one thing and remember back to this night and that star. Remember everything we've said over the course of this time we had together, and hold onto it tightly."
When the hand dropped, Sam looked back to Optimus' face. "I love you Sam. No matter if the sins of my past come back, or the darkest moments of my future overtake me, remember how I feel about you now. And know that I will always have my spark pulse for you." Leaning in, he pressed two kisses to the Witwicky. One comforting kiss on the forehead, and another chaste kiss on his lips.
When he leant back, he heard the small laughter of the teen, soothing his heart and mind. "Thank you, Orion. I love you too…" The two rested easy for an entire half hour before something clicked inside the mind of the teen, another chuckle coming from him.
"Was there something I missed?"
"Mmhmm. The star you pointed at was Alnilam, the 'heart' of the Orion constellation and centre piece of Orion's Belt." Sam stated as it drew a raised brow to the leader. "Ironic, isn't it?"
"Indeed. But you know what they say."
"What?"
"There are no such thing as coincidences. Only fate." Orion said, a smile of his own turning to the teen. "And it will be fate that in the stars, we meet once more, Sam."
"… That was so cheesy…" Sam smiled as he cried once more. This time, tears of happiness sprung from his eyes before rolling off his cheeks. A firm nod and hum confirmed that he had felt the same thing for the leader. He didn't know how long it'd be before they meet each other, but he knows that they will. One way, or another.
Sorry to everyone for cutting this one short. But like I said, once I lose that giant amount of inspiration I had from the start, it becomes dull in my stories. But, if you wait around, I might make a sequel to this one. I can't say what it'd be about but I have an idea in mind at least. Sorry if I left out a few things unexplained, but hopefully they'll be addressed in the next one. Might not be soon, but at least know that it will come.
In any case, thank you so much for reading this story I cooked up! And I ask for a little R&R for your opinions on how good/bad I made it out to be. Thank you very much for reading!
