More Punani

More Punani. I'm trying I really am. But we have other things planned that are taking my mind off of all the Punani. Like future stories and future chapters. I do not like that stats thing on fan fiction. It let's me know that no one is reading this stuff. Well, the loyal are but that's like 14 hits. It makes me sad. I think my story sucks. I got full-time in Produce. I am the Ass-man. Assistant Manager, whatever. I have power fear me.

Quickstrike had gotten out of bed to wander around the base. He hated not being able to get his needed hours. He watched Samantha approach him.

"Hey Sugar, morning. That uh… bug-bot ain't with ya is he?"

"No. He's probably still sleeping."

Quickstrike laughed to himself and got closer to her.

"Well, since we're finally alone, why don't ya come over and have some nice hot…"

Megatron came around the corner and seemed to be looming over Quickstrike.

"…Energon. Thought maybe a nice drink would help me go back ta sleep."

Megatron placed his hand on her waist and lead her away from Quickstrike. He watched the two of them walk away.

"Just how many men does she have speaking for her?"

He decided to back into his room. Samantha just walked along side of Megatron. He wasn't saying anything again. Samantha looked into his room. Inferno wasn't there. She started to snoop.

"What do you think you're doing?"
"Looking for Inferno. He has to be in here somewhere."
"He's not, no. I told him to stay in his quarters tonight. There are things I wish to discuss with you."

She turned and lowered herself.

"Am I in trouble?"
"Not really."

Samantha didn't like that answer. It didn't seem like the total truth to her. Megatron had lain himself on her bed and motioned for her to join him. She sat on the edge and watched him. He was staring up at the ceiling.

"What are you Samantha and I want the truth."

She sighed, back to this again. She didn't look at him but responded.

"I'm a monster Megatron. I have been one for many years. Others have called me a demon. I don't know how else to describe it."

He reached his arms out and pulled her back. He stroked her head as she lay on him.

"I don't care what you are. I don't care what anyone calls you. You are not a monster and don't let anyone else tell you otherwise."

"So… you'll forgive me for being an evil little spawn from below?"
"You call yourself that again and I swear I will spank you, yesss. And it wont be a playful spanking either."

She turned and held him.

"It's nice to see you back to your old self."

"It feels great to be back."

They lay there for a few moments. The air had gotten heavier.

"So… what now?"
"We could always try to have sex again."

Samantha sat up and hit his arm. He started to rub it. This was the first time it actually stung.

"I wasn't joking. I really mean it. I want to have sex."

"Is that all you can think about?"

"No. I think of a great many things but that's what I want at the moment. And I will get it."
"What makes think that?"

He moved closer to her face and pushed her over.

"Because I'm your lord and master. You must do as I say."

"And if I refuse?"
He turned the other way. She didn't know what he was trying to pull this time but decided to get closer to him. He lifted himself up and held her against the wall.

"Dammit! It was a trap."

"Of course it was. Have I taught you nothing? Never let your guard down."
"So what are you going to do with me now?"
He got this huge grin across his face.

"Let's play rape."

"Let's not and say we did."

He started to move his hands around. He continued to talk while his hands where trying to get to work.

"Let me put it to you this way Samantha. Either you let me do you now…"
He had inserted his left middle finger into her front opening.

"Or I go get Inferno and we both get to have you tonight."
He then put in his right middle finger into her backside. She bolted up and held onto him.

"This isn't fair."
"Not much is."
"No. I mean, whether or not I sleep with just you tonight, I'll end up having to be with both of you."

"So would you rather get it over with tonight or would you like to just have me?"

Samantha gave it great thought. Getting it over with would be nice but then they may want it more and what if something went wrong.

"I think I'll have just you all to myself."

He rubbed his nose against hers while lifting his fingers up still inside her.

"Nicely put."

He covered her mouth with his. He was keeping her lower half occupied as well as her upper half. He pulled his fingers out and lifted her back over to her bed. He was about to lay her down when she pushed against his chest. She pulled her mouth away from his, his tongue not wanting to leave hers.

"What's wrong? You agreed to this."
"I did. But I want to be in control. I don't think I could handle you going as fast as you usually do."

He looked her in the eyes. She wasn't trying to get out of it. He saw that she was just as excited as he was. He pulled her against him, turned and fell backwards onto her bed.

"Very well. I'm yours to do with as you please."

"Really, you wont be mad if anything bad happens?"
"As long as you don't bite my cock off, then I'll be fine."
Samantha swallowed. She wasn't making any promises. Megatron lifted her back up to his mouth and tried getting her back into the mood. While his mouth distracted her, he was lifting her nightdress up to her back. He held her close and felt the lines going down her shoulder blades. He kept tracing them with his fingers. She pulled her head back breaking his kiss again. It was becoming frustrating.

"Don't."

"Don't what?"
"Don't touch those."

"May I ask why?"

"That part of me is sensitive. I don't like being touched there."
"Then I have to find out where you do like it."

He let his hands wander all over her body while he tried taking her attention back with his mouth once again. He used his right hand to get her wet enough for entry and his left hand kept looking for a soft spot. Her breathing was getting faster. He didn't wish for her to reach her climax before he even began but it would help you to get as wet as she could. He traced her sides and was about to put both hands underneath her to fondle her front when he slid his thumb past the left side of her neck. She flinched and gasped for a moment. That was new. He tried it again, same thing. Found it. He was thinking such evil thoughts that he swore he could feel the horns growing out of his head. This time he broke the kiss with her. If he hadn't of kissed her those extra two times there would have been the longest trail of saliva ever seen. Samantha gasped for air.

"What are you doing?"

"I was thinking that we could, I don't know, eat each other out."

"You mean you wish to sixty-nine it?"

"Yes?"

"I have no problem with that."
She was beginning to turn around when he stopped her.

"Take your clothes off."
"I thought you liked it when I have them on. Gives it a sense of urgency."

"Exactly, if you don't take them off, I may urgently need to enter you and not stop until I feel I'm ready."

"Point taken."

Samantha slid her nightdress over her head and looked back down at him. He just stared at her. If he was human, you could have said his eyes were glazed over.

"Are you okay?"
"I'm fighting my urges. I can do it."

Samantha laughed at him. She turned her back to him and he sat up. He cupped her from behind and she had slide down his front until she came to a stop on his exposed length. When did he find time to pull that out? She could feel his breath on the left side of her neck. He was dangerously close to her sensitive spot. His left hand slid down her front, past her belly button and back into her front spot. He juices were starting to coat him.

"Stop it… I'm supposed to be…"
"I've changed my mind."
He stuck his tongue out and had it glide over the side of her neck. When he found her g-spot he placed his tongue back in his mouth and started to suck on it. She started lifting herself off of him. He used his left hand to force her back down and he squeezed her breast with his right hand. As she fought to get away from him, she was getting him even more excited. Without realizing it, she was sliding up and down his shaft. It wasn't in her but it was so close that the heat transferred. He had gotten so into it that he bit her neck. She yelped and tried to get away again. Once he had come to his senses he let her go. She reached for her neck and held on.

"I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault."

She stood there for a moment looking to her right. Megatron looked down. He had noticed that she was dripping down her legs.

"Am I bleeding?"

She was back in front of his with her neck bare.

"You trust me?"
"Of course."

He tilted her head and looked. He didn't draw blood. But it still felt so good to have gotten a piece of her. She was looking down at him. He thought that she was going to ask if they could stop.

"I made you dirty, let me clean that up for you."

He wasn't about to refuse that kind of request. He had opened his legs again for her. She licked up the sides trying to get all of her own juices off of him. She had noticed that few beads of pre-come had already started to leak out. Before she had a chance to try and take him into her mouth he had lifted her up. She was now on top of him but facing the other way. He had begun to clean her of her mess as well. Licking up the sides of her legs, finding another little spot that she licked being touched. He was getting good at that. He placed his tongue inside of her and let out a few moans as she kept him happy. She forced herself to take him back into her mouth. She couldn't deep-throat him but this should be good enough. He sat up a bit to get her to fall forward. She was in his control at that point. He held her up but continued to get her as wet as he could. She had lost count at how many times he had gotten her to come with just his tongue. At that point she didn't care. He had placed his fingers inside in place of his tongue.

"I can't take much more of this Samantha. I've got to have you soon. Please tell me I can have you soon."
Samantha lifted her head off of his member and caught her breath.

"I was actually thinking the same thing."

She had lifted herself off to turn herself around. He instinctively placed his hands on her waist and watched her lower herself down. As she took him in, he tilted his head back, eyes closed and moaned. He had gotten her slick enough that it didn't hurt as much. She leaned over and held onto him. He placed one hand on her upper back and the other on her lower back. He heard her gasping on his chest. It was driving him mad. He wanted to just flip her over and ravish her but he had to prove that he had self-control. But it was hard. He sat up again and started to suck on her neck again. Her moans where getting louder. He picked up the speed a little. The hand on her upper back was starting to feel movement. Something was trying to come out of her back. He was too into it to care. He bit her again this time harder. He wanted her to orgasm. Instead, he got something else. He moved his hand just before her wings had popped out on her. She tried to pull away from him before he could notice but he held her in place. He then felt something warm dripping down his fingers. He pulled his mouth off of her and looked at her. He saw her wings for the first time. Samantha was red, not just from the sex but from the embarrassment. He pulled his hand from around her and looked at it. Her blood was on him. She pulled back, still with him inside, but far enough to hide herself in her own wings. He soon got over the shock. He placed his hands on her legs and tried to get her to come out. Her wings were shaking.

"Come out Samantha. I'm not going to hurt you."

She wasn't responding. He sighed, sat up and tried to force her wings open. She was strong for an organic.

"If you wont open up then let me in."

"I can't."
"Why not?"

"I've officially turned you off. You probably want to get rid of me now."
That's what she thought? He started laughing. He ran his fingers up and down her wings.

"I actually think these are very attractive."
Her wings opened a little. He saw her eye but that as it.

"Really?"

He nodded.

"That's right. The only reason why I stopped was because I saw your blood on me. I thought I had hurt you."
She had opened her wings and looked at him. He wasn't lying to her. He was still looking at her like he always did.

"So you don't care?"
"No. I think this'll make things more interesting. But may I ask why they came out?"

"I got over excited. I couldn't help myself."

"It's fine. You can use them to keep yourself from over heating."
At first she didn't understand until he grabbed her and pulled himself out. She was then on her back and he was over her again.

"You know what… I think those wings of yours are getting me off."

He kissed her again, released one of her wrists to better insert again. She gasped into his mouth and he went back to covering hers. She just held onto him this time. She knew if it didn't take that long for her to go nuts, then just where was he? Her wings were pinned down, so movement for her was getting more and more difficult. He made sure that she was pleased along with him. He had gone so far past his max that he was just acting upon instinct and habit. The heat was getting to be too much to bear. With his final thrust, he felt her cling to him. He breathed heavy next to her ear then got off of her. She forced herself up, lifted her wings and tried to fan him off. She was so exhausted that she would collapse at any moment. He had reached out his arm and pulled her down to him before both passed out.

Morning came about slowly the next day. Samantha stretched and her wings spread out. She looked around for Megatron but couldn't find him.

"Typical. He gets what he wants then he takes off."

"Oh I was just admiring the view."

She looked around the room but still couldn't see anything. She was about to switch to another one of her visions when she saw his eyes lit over by his chair. The rest of the room was dark so that's all she could see.

"You bastard."

"What for? Watching you sleep?"

"Yes."

She placed her wings around herself again. She heard him laugh as he approached her. She could feel him stroking her with his fingers. She opened her wings and again nothing. It was black. Maybe he was behind her. She opened her wings and found herself being pushed backwards onto the bed again. Her wings automatically closed with him inside.

"You sneaky bastard."
"You're loving that word this morning."

He had placed a kiss on her cheek. She didn't know what he was thinking or what his facial expression was. She blinked and changed her vision. He was smiling. He looked very satisfied.

"I love how your eyes change color."

"You can see that?"

"Absolutely. And I love how you haven't had the time to put anything on yet. Makes me want to g another round."

He was bringing his face closer to hers again when the door opened. Megatron had frozen in place.

"Royalty, the Maximals are…"

He had gotten a glance of the two of them still in the wrapped wings together. Both swallowed.

"Thank the Great Smelter. The Queen is making a nest. Soon the colony will have more drones."