Chapter 27: More than this
A/N: Just in case you missed the hint last week:
This is a Mature Chapter.
Sorry to ruin the surprise but you should have already known it was coming.
So if you don't like it, DON'T READ and we will see you next week!
The breath was knocked out of her as Scrap was slammed face first into the wall, her hands lifted above her head by the wrists and squeezed tightly together. As her breath returned, the air was filled with the mechanical retracting of armour and an icy cold grip slid under the gap in her shirt and clawed sharply into her skin, leaving light marks on her skin.
Cringed at the temperature, Scrap twisted away from him, but his grip on her was too strong and she was just held in place with the hand making its way very quickly and roughly up her chest towards her neck before it suddenly was pulled up and for a moment her hands were released as it pulled over her skin and dropped to the floor beside her.
The cold air rushed over her but the coldest was the touch on her skin as it roamed around her hip, reclaiming her wrists, travelling around her the edges of her bra before stopping and a force behind her dropped onto her bare shoulder and let out a deep breath over her skin. "What has gotten into you Scrap?"
She paused for a moment, looking ahead to the wall as her near bare chest rose and fell. "I… I just wanted to make you pay attention to me."
"Pay attention?" The mech let her go slowly and the female turned around to face him, looking at the ground. He shrugged and stepped back. "What do you mean?"
She sighed, looking down at her feet. "I… I wanted you to want me." She swallowed at him, brushing her hair away. "Soundwave, I really love you but… I'm just not used to being in a relationship that is so… slow."
"I don't understand."
Her eyes narrowed in frustration. "Well, let me try this?" She pushed herself off the wall, using the power to grab him by the back of his neck and pull him down to her level, forcing her lips on his before letting him go and staring into his bright purple optics again. "I love you, but I want more than just… this. Do you understand?"
He stared at her for a moment then sighed, dropping his head. "I understand but I just…." He looked away and closed his eyes. "You are human Scrap. And I love you for that, I love every moment and part of you. But… I've hesitated about going forwards with you because… I wasn't sure you could physically take it." He shifted, as if embarrassed. "I'm far stronger than you. And I know I've hurt you in the past. Don't tell me I haven't…." He added looking to her firmly. "I've seen the bruises."
This time Scrap looked away.
Soundwave sighed deeply but then held her cheek and smiled. "I love you Scrap and every part of me wants to go further with you, to make you mine. But I don't want to hurt you."
Almost blushing at his consideration for her, the human smiled. "Soundwave, I know you. I trust you, and I know you would never hurt me on purpose."
"But…"
"You're strong. And you know you are. But there is a difference between rough and strong. When you're rough, that's where the bruises are from. I trust you, Soundwave, and I love you. If you think you and I can take this further then I'm more than willing to try."
He thought and stared into her eyes, as if searching her for the truth. Finally he lowered his gaze and looked closer to her. "If I hurt you… we stop, agreed?"
"I know you won't."
"But you agree?"
"Alright."
Still a little put out by what was happening, Soundwave ran his hand down from her cheek and to her arm down to her wrist, taking hold of it and leading her away down the hall, stopping only a moment to grab her top from where it had fallen.
They ran down the halls, Soundwave pausing at the corners to check no one saw them, especially since he didn't have his armour on and Scrap without her shirt. It wasn't long before Scrap began noticing where they were going; they were heading towards Laserbeak's hanger. She chuckled as they speed inside and the door slammed behind them.
Soundwave gave a small chuckle as he pressed the femme into the doorframe, stilling her once again. "I mean it, Scrap. If I hurt you, we stop."
She nodded. "I'm sure you won't hurt me." Smiling she leaned in and captured his lips with her own.
For a moment, Soundwave just stood in shock before pulling her in himself, running his hands up and into her hair, holding on tight to her as her arms snaked around and clamped behind the mech, around his neck, tilting her head to kiss the other deeply.
A sudden wave of want flooded him, and he pulled away from her lips and kissed her cheek and neck. "Scrap." He breathed softly, running his hands down her sides, over her bare abdomen and the top of her trousers.
His actions caused her to roll her head back slightly, enjoying the hands on her sides with short soft pants slightly in anticipation. "Soundwave." She murmured, her eyes closing and moving her hands down the mech's back before and bringing them around to his front, gliding them up and across his chest, pulling his shirt upward to his neck.
Leaning back slightly, Soundwave decided to quickly strip his shirt off and threw it to the side, unable to deny it anymore.
Months of want and waiting were flooding him and he grabbed the human's ass, pulling her off the doorway, almost tripping over their feet in the process while guiding her to Laserbeak in the middle of the room, pushing her into the side door of the ship so she was sat on the edge with her latched onto his shoulders for leverage as she was forced upwards and kissed his cheek and jawline, brushing over the scars.
They sat for a moment in that spot where the pair of them would often sit and kiss, but this time there was far more to it. He sighed, feeling Scrap tense and hold onto her, causing him to pause. "If I hurt you…"
"You won't, I promise." She reassured the other by nuzzling into his neck. "Please Soundwave."
Hands on her hips, he lowered his head, looking at the point between them. "I love you, Scrap." He said, more to himself than anything else.
"I love you too, Sound." She whispered back, nuzzling closer.
"But I don't know what… I'd do if I hurt you."
She sighed that then turned into a small groan. "You would never purposely hurt me, Soundwave." She said nuzzling the mech's cheek and pecked it. "I trust you."
His optics closed as he took a moment to compose himself, leaning in to her neck and nodded. "Yes. I know. I can… try."
Smiling at his continuing agreement, Scrap leant in again, her hands on his shoulders and neck as she captured him in another heated kiss that appeared to melt away most of his uncertainty and slowly he leant into it, his hands roaming down to back and under her jeans to her skin, caressing it gently. Scrap's own hands roamed the bare frame before her, moving up and down on his chest and stomach, her hands glided lower and lower then back up, teasing the mech.
Quickly Soundwave leant back and panted, feeling hot and wanted and wanting as his hands came around to her front and began undoing the fastening on her trousers while Scrap smiled with agreement and reached out for his, undoing the button on his pants as well.
Chuckling at her eagerness, the communications officer forwards and helped, stripping her down to just her black and blue stripped underwear before dropping his own to the floor, listening as she laughed lightly herself, hands now back around his neck while she looked at him.
Her deep emerald eyes were glazed with want and lust, leaning in for another kiss which he happily granted, hovering over her lips, optics closed and just living in the warmth her body was radiating while his hands ran up her arms, opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water but then sighed and leant into her, kissing her again, his large hands running down under her legs and lifting them up around his hips, pinning her a little.
Allowing the action, Scrap even tried to aide him as best she could, stretching up and kissing the Cybertronian back with want equal want, feeling her skin press against him and noticing how he tensed before swallowing and moved back.
For a moment Scrap feared he was pulling away again but then his other hand touched her bare stomach, his skin touch cold but the touch tender before it began slowly roaming downwards, and she shuddered, pressing her body further into his hand and resting her brow on his shoulder.
His hand moved up her cheek and slowly brushed her hair away, he leant down and placed a small kiss on her neck, while grumbling something inaudible and slipped his long slender fingers under the fabric at her hips and pressed between her legs. A sudden short gasp rewarded him, and Scrap twisted a little out of discomfort but then rocked to allow him better contact with her seam, moaning again at the action with a soft mewl and her hands roamed downward on her lover as she played with the elastic of his underwear, snapping it against him playfully.
Soundwave grunted once at her action. "No, do…don't do that."
She stopped instantly and looked at the mech. "Why?" She asked.
After a few calming breaths, he shook his head. "I… I…."
Scrap moved her hands away and rubbed his shoulders and kissed his cheek gently. "Soundwave?"
His free hand touched her cheek softly. "I… I don't know…"
"Are you alright?" She asked concerned as she stopped her actions and tried to look into his closed gaze.
"I… haven't done this in a long time." He confessed, hazily opening his optics to look at her.
Scrap smiled tenderly at him and ran her hand back in his hair. "Oh, Soundwave. It's okay. I haven't either." She laughed lightly and captured his lips in a kiss full of passion.
That passion appeared to be contagious, and soon Soundwave was hooked on it, holding her tighter and closer, digging his hand in to her a little too firmly, scathing her tender skin while pulling her closer to his hips as a certain part of his anatomy grew a harder at the administrations and emotions rolling uncontrollably around his mind.
Scrap's head rolled back as she leant into the hands and moaned as they dug into her, her head swimming with lust as she ground against her partner and her hands moved to between his legs, grasping his erection softly.
Grunting at the unexpected touch, Soundwave tensed but didn't pull away from her, he just let out a soft sigh. "Scrap…" He breathed before realising that they were now past the point of no return.
This was happening.
And strangely, the thought appeared to ease him slightly, and he leant forwards into the touch as kissed the femme again, feeling her stroke the length of the spike in her hand, pulling back his boxers and placing her hand on the skin as she pumped it slightly. After a moment, she chuckled and leant up, sitting on the edge of the hanger while Soundwave stood before her and kissed his jawline and neck as her hand pumped only slightly faster.
Emotions and pleasure rocking him, Soundwave rolled his head into the femme's shoulder, gasping and growling at the sensation she was causing in him, moving his lips into the crook of her neck, kissing it gently before grunted animalistic into her skin.
Still rubbing him, she moved her head so her mouth hovered over his ear, nibbling on it gently. "Are you going to fuck me or let me give you a hand job?" She asked in a seductive tone.
"Don't talk like that." The mech mumbled but couldn't help but smile. She had a strange tone at that moment, and she chuckled, grinded against him again, kissing his ear lobe and just beneath it. Sighing at the kiss, he pulled her back and held her neck, turning her to face him and seal her lips with his, firmly holding her in place as they kissed, enjoying the short kiss before leaning back and reaching between them to hold her hand as it held him. "Lean back." He sighed softly.
Nodded she did just that, she lying on her back but looking up at him, watching him carefully as his eyes roamed the body as she lay on her back inside Laserbeak's hull in just with an expensive pair of black and blue panties on. He decided then that he had never seen anything more seductive.
And the way she watched him, he couldn't help but smile. "Ready?" He said softly.
Shifted on her back, Scrap nodded once. "As I'll ever be." She replied softly as he had spoken to her.
His optics closed as he brushed his hands up the inside of her legs and spreading them wider for him. "Remember our promise." He said, leaning forwards. "If I hurt you…"
"…We stop." She nodded, trying not to roll her eyes at his care and fear for her. "I know. And you won't hurt me."
His optics opening, Soundwave nodded and stepped forwards once more until his body was in the prefect position for him, taking hold of his spike with one hand and her underwear with the other, pulling it to the side to reveal her moistened womanhood. He didn't look, he just rubbed his head into it, twitching at the sensation and the femme arched slightly at the sensation, biting back a moan as her hips bucked slightly.
He smiled as the hand holding the scrap of clothing to the side pressed her down, trying to keep her still as the head slowly pushed inwards, the flesh moving to accommodate it.
She let out a shudder as she began to feel her body stretch as he pushed inside, releasing a low moan and rolled her hips again trying to make the spike go deeper.
"Easy." Soundwave mumbled as he leant forwards, easing himself carefully in the body below him, watching as his spike went in slowly and caused a gasp to escape his lips, her body tensing around him.
Also gasping, Scrap bucked her hips again slightly and clawed the metal of Laserbeak beneath her as her body was stretched further around him, continuing to push until there was nowhere further to push.
Crashing forwards, Soundwave placed a hand either side of the femme's head, connected to her and terrified to make another move. He was inside the item of his dreams, his love, his everything… and he was too scared to move.
Noticing the pause and giving a small huff, she rolled her hips shallowly and encouragingly for him, the wakeup call that he needed and grunted. "Scrap… ahhh."
Rolling her hips again, she smiled and moaned softly. "Come on, Soundwave." She moaned his name and caused a deep rumble from inside his chest as he leant pulled back slowly, listening to the wet sucking sound before thrusting back in.
Arching her back upwards, allowing her spike to go deeper inside her, fighting the want to buck her hip, Scrap moaned over and over, rolling her head to the side as she moaned and panted.
Each action appeared slicker and calmer and he chuckled. "Scrap. Oh, Scrap." The fear of hurting her was gone, he enjoyed the feeling of her too much to worry now. He just accepted it and began panting, thrusting into her.
"Sound!" His name rolled off her tongue in a moan as she felt him moving faster, rolling her hips in time with him, mewling and moaning as his spike trusted into her.
Laughing, Soundwave leant back to change position, thrusting faster into the femme, watching her body and smiling at the reactions she had but flinched at the pained look on her face, slowing down. "Am I hurting you?"
She shook her head and moaned louder. "Harder, please." She begged and rolled her hips again. "It's so good."
He stopped suddenly, half way between thrusting. "Are… are you sure?"
Panting, Scrap looked up at her and smiled. "Yes." She wheezed, looking at him with warmth and love. "I'm positive. Please, keep going."
Swallowing, Soundwave gradually went back to thrusting, trying to go harder without harming her, feeling her roll her again and again in encouragement, moaned softly when the spike moved again. Feeling her react and cause a reaction inside her as the flesh rippled around his manhood and arched higher. "More. More please." She begged and moaned as she reared upwards and rolled her hip more with the thrusting of the spike in her.
Growing more animistic, Soundwave obeyed and leant forwards, bending his own spike to touch sensitive points of her body, feeling her shake with pleasure, bucking her hips frantically, trying to make the spike move faster, moaning and tossing her head slightly back and to the side, and screaming out his name.
Returning the attention, Soundwave gasped her name and felt himself ripple with pleasure unlike anything he had felt before. The spike flexed and shuddered, ready to release itself, his spark leaping into his mouth as he realised the love between them was no longer just external but inside Scrap.
It was wonderful.
He could hear her calling out his name again and again and her body tighten around his spike, the tension in her lower stomach telling them both how close each other was.
As if confirming it, Scrap screamed softly. "So…Sound! I'm…so…so close!" She cried out between each breath.
Helpless to speak, Soundwave just kept pounding into her, holding her hips to keep her steady and burrowed in deeply. "I…I'm I'm…Scrraapppp!" He screamed with one final defining thrust, forcing all that he was into the femme and feeling the heat and joy of her touch rock his core.
Gasping loudly, she threw her head back again, crying out in pleasure as her body was flooded and her body shook, crashing through her, rushing fluids over the spike.
Taking several long deep breaths as he felt the sensation dull and his senses returned, Soundwave leant forwards. "Scrap… are… are you alright?" He tried to keep the coarseness out of his voice while brushing some hair off her face, admiring the shine of the sweat on her skin and the satisfying smell that came from them both.
Scrap smiled happily, twitching her hips around him, letting out a pleased purr as a response, turning to look at the mech as he leant over her, reaching up and running her fingers through his hair. "That…was…amazing." She said between her own panting.
"Yeah." He said, pulling out and snuggling up with the femme in the hull of the ship. "It was."
Placing her head on his chest as she calming herself down with long deep breaths, Scrap let out a long breath, feeling his fingers roam down her skin and in her hair, playing with it softly.
Gradually his hand ran down her side and up to her stomach. "You're cold." He said softly, pulling her in closer. "We should move."
He didn't give her a chance to reply as he leant back holding her arm, pulling her to the edge before lifting her into his arms and carrying her like a bride as she nuzzled her cheek into his chest. "Where are we going?" She asked softly.
"The side room." He sighed crossing the room without a problem, pushing the door open and stepping inside. It was a little more used now, since Scrap and Soundwave would often slip inside to make out.
With an exhausted sigh, Soundwave placed her gently down on the bed before leaning over her, kissing her neck. "Scrap, are you sure you're alright?"
Looking at him, she nodded lazily. "I feel amazing."
"And… I didn't hurt you?"
"No."
"I'm glad."
Scrap chuckled at him, so concerned and careful yet strong and perfect. With one more long deep breath, she slowly fell into a tired sleep, leaning on his shoulder to listen to his spark beat while his arm wrapped around her.
Soundwave remained a wake for a little while longer, his body still riding the high of what he had done.
And yet, he was already planning the next time.
Next Week: It had to happen
A/N: I have to admit, I'm quite proud of this one. I'm not really very good at writing this kind of stuff.
Anyway, I hope you like it and I will see you next week.
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