Chapter 105 – Minor Interruptions
(MPOV)
Optimus was running his hands up my back, using the pressure that always had me moaning. He knew my body so well. I was doing my level best to keep his spark humming with needy lust, a deep, vibrating reverberation that would have me squirming the second his hand got just a bit... somebody knocked on the door.
"For the love of all that is fragging holy," I grumbled, burying my face into his neck as he sagged backwards slightly. "Maybe if we're really quiet and don't answer they'll go away," I murmured softly, feathering my hand up toward his spark.
Another knock on the door, and it opened.
"Hey Kae! You in... here..." Jerry's voice called out, trailing off in shock.
"Ah, yeah," I sighed, rising from my Optimus' lap. "What's the sit-rep Jerry?" I asked in a resigned tone, picking up my shirt and pulling it over my head.
"Oh... god... I'm so..." Jerry stammered, blushing furiously and averting his eyes.
"Never mind that," I sighed. "You never open my door without a good reason."
"Uh... the..." Jerry stammered, pointing behind himself toward communications central.
"Director, General, President," I listed off calmly.
"Director, CIA," Jerry muttered. I looked at him for a long moment.
"Alright, I'm coming," I sighed. "I'll make you a deal Jer, you build me a 'do not disturb' sign and we call it even that you saw my tits?"
"Deal!" Jerry exploded, nodding vigourously. I looked up and down the hall for someone to replace me, Ironhide would have my head if I left Optimus alone and vulnerable, after all. My dear little-brother was walking toward us already.
"Bee?" I called out calmly.
"Kae?" he chirped curiously.
"Could you take over watching Optimus' back for a little while?" I asked hopefully.
"You got it sis!" Bumblebee chirped cheerfully, striding into Optimus' quarters and onlining his holoform to plop down beside him.
"I will be back," I called out quickly.
"I will hold you to that!" Optimus rumbled after me.
I couldn't help but laugh softly.
"I. Am so sorry," Jerry finally managed to get out.
"It's alright Jer," I sighed, patting his shoulder. "Do I look too mussed?"
He looked at me for a long moment.
"Er..."
"Tell it to me straight," I commanded with a snort.
"You look like you just got dragged out of bed mid-makeout, your hair's a bit...crazy..." Jerry trailed off shyly.
"Good," I stated wryly. He stared at me. "He's my fiancee Jer. You know that, Barry knows that, hell, NEST knows that!"
"Well... yeah... but usually people are a hell of a lot more irritable when they're..." Jerry trailed off.
"Interrupted?" I asked mildly, I reached up and squeezed his shoulder. "No hard feelings Jer. Shit happens."
Jerry heaved a relieved sigh.
"Just prepare yourself, if Barry hasn't got a decent excuse for interrupting us, he's the one that's going to be feeling it." I added calmly.
"That I can deal with," Jerry nodded, holding the door to communications central open for me. I strode in and made a beeline for Barry.
"Kae, good, listen..." he trailed off, staring at me.
"Better be good, Barry," I stated wryly, crossing my arms and letting him take in my appearance.
"God, now I'm actually hoping it's good," Barry muttered. "Shit, sorry Kae, anyway, um... crap."
I snorted and held my hand out for the files. Barry handed them over immediately and I plopped down into an empty chair.
"Sit rep?" I asked curiously, flicking through the files.
"Well, it actually has to do with your dad's missions," Barry stated quietly. I nodded, looking at him calmly.
"Did they ever tell you the mission kill-count?" he asked quietly.
"Thirty," I stated calmly.
"Thirty!?" Barry demanded. I frowned.
"Thirty, that's including every guard and 'collateral damage' kill," I frowned. "What're the numbers being reported?"
Barry sagged into his chair in relief.
"The target numbers are the reported numbers, twenty-three," he sighed. "Can you write them down, for me? I need them verified."
"Just the targets, or the collaterals?" I asked quietly.
"The lot of them," Barry sighed. "I want your brain, Kae, what are my chances of hiring you as my personal aide?"
I snorted.
"Why is that funny?" Barry demanded somewhat irritably.
"That's the second time I've gotten that line today," I murmured. Barry snorted and we got down to business.
An hour later and some quiet debate between ourselves, Barry looked up at me calmly. "Was there anything I need to know Director to Liaison wise?" he asked calmly.
"Mmn, well while you're here I can give you my report," I shrugged. "Hey Jolt?" I called out calmly. Jolt looked up at me, struggling not to grin as he offered me the envelope I'd given him earlier. "Thanks Jolt," I grinned at him, levitating the envelope from his hand and catching it. I handed it to Barry.
"Anything new?" Barry asked calmly.
"Nope, nothing in particular, quiet week," I shrugged. "Oh, I made Galloway faint."
"Yeah, I heard about that from Chris," Barry snorted. "Well played, right, I'll see you when I see you Kae."
"Did you want to crash here Barry?" I asked calmly.
"No... actually? Yeah, I will if you don't mind," Barry nodded. "Linda's off at a spa retreat for the next week, somehow I always wind up feeling safer here."
"I'll show you to the guest suite," Jerry stated politely, he rather innocently offered me a sign to hang on the door handle.
'come on in' on one side and 'Do not disturb on pain of vaporization' on the other.
"Nice," I grinned at him, "I am going to return to my fiancee, see you in the morning boys bots and femmes."
I couldn't help but smile as several voices piped up with "night Kae's" as I went.
I twiddled Jerry's sign on my finger as I walked, watching curiously as Bee's holoform poked his head out of the door, popped back in again before he strode the holoform out the door.
"Sorted?" he asked with a grin.
"Sorted," I laughed softly. "What are you up to, =little-brother?="
"Me? I'm guarding the door." Bee stated innocently, his face blanked for a second before he grinned at me, catching me in a crushing hug and pecking a kiss to my cheek.
"Night Kae!" he sang before the holoform winked out. I stood for a moment then shook my head, delicately hanging the 'do not disturb on pain of vaporization' sign on my door handle before opening it.
I watched Bee properly leaving Optimus' quarters before turning to look at Optimus.
I froze.
There were candles everywhere. Optimus was leaning where he always stood as a holoform, against the counter.
He smiled at me, crooking a finger.
Obediently, I closed the door behind myself and walked toward my Optimus.
"What on earth did you do?" I whispered in shock, looking around at the dimmed lighting and flickering candles.
"It is not fair that you must always bear the brunt of such heavy duties," Optimus murmured softly, gathering me close. "Your brilliant little-brother and I, with gratuitous help from Jacobs, have devised the perfect scheme for which to seduce you with."
I began laughing softly, cuddling against my Optimus.
"And what, pray tell, does this scheme involve?" I asked with a smile.
"There are fruits for you, my beloved in your refrigerator should you desire repast, and lighting that renders you a luminous beauty this night," Optimus murmured with a smile.
"But do you want to know the most effective way to seduce me?" I murmured.
"I do," Optimus smirked.
"Well, you wrap your arms around me," I murmured, pulling my shirt off and pressing myself tightly to his frame. "You let me hear the beautiful hum of your spark, and you say, 'now then, where were we." I pulled myself up and began feathering kisses across his collar struts. Optimus groaned softly and picked me up, carrying me to the sofa and sitting down.
"Now then, where were we..." he rumbled into my neck. I hummed softly as his hands slid up my back. "Ah yes..." he smirked softly into my shoulder. "I believe we were right about," he promptly manhandled me to straddle his lap, ruthlessly pulling my hips to his.
"Here," he rumbled softly, catching my lips with his own. I began moaning as his hands gentled again, gliding across my skin. I began twining my fingers into his frame, looking for a handhold that wouldn't hurt my Optimus. My fingers got tangled into what felt like a sensor net.
"Oh Primus deeper," Optimus moaned beneath me, his spark began humming with that immediate, needy lust again.
Score.
(OPOV)
Optimus looked around at the work he, his scout and their newest partner in crime had accomplished.
There was fruit chilling in the refrigerator for his Kae, Jacobs and he were hovering with lighters, waiting for Bee to give them the go-ahead.
The scout's holoform looked out the door, waved frantically at them for a moment before disappearing into the corridor.
Jacobs grinned at him and set about lighting the candles as quickly as they could. Which was incredibly rapid, especially since Jacobs had insisted on 'pre-lighting' them and blowing them out.
Brilliant man.
He offered a silent, grinning thumbs up to Optimus before scurrying to Bumblebee's body, scrambling into the scout's hands and out of the line of sight just as Kae walked in.
She glanced at Bee, smiled at her brother and turned to him.
The shock in her eyes was completely, completely worth it.
He made a note to ask Jacobs how he could repay the man.
Optimus was leaning where he always stood as a holoform, against the counter. He crooked a finger to his Kae, come here.
Obediently, Kae closed the door behind herself and walked toward him.
"What on earth did you do?" Mikaela whispered in shock, looking around at the dimmed lighting and flickering candles.
"It is not fair that you must always bear the brunt of such heavy duties," Optimus murmured softly, gathering her close. "Your brilliant little-brother and I, with gratuitous help from Jacobs, have devised the perfect scheme for which to seduce you with."
Kae began laughing softly, cuddling against him.
"And what, pray tell, does this scheme involve?" Kae asked with a smile.
"There are fruits for you, my beloved in your refrigerator should you desire repast, and lighting that renders you a luminous beauty this night," Optimus murmured with a smile.
"But do you want to know the most effective way to seduce me?" Kae murmured.
"I do," Optimus smirked.
"Well, you wrap your arms around me," Kae murmured, pulling her shirt off and pressing herself tightly to his frame. "You let me hear the beautiful hum of your spark, and you say, 'now then, where were we." Kae pulled herself up and began feathering kisses across his collar struts. Optimus groaned softly and picked her up, carrying her to the sofa and sitting down.
"Now then, where were we..." he rumbled into her neck. Kae hummed softly as his hands slid up her back. "Ah yes..." he smirked softly into her shoulder. "I believe we were right about..." he promptly manhandled her to straddle his lap, ruthlessly pulling her hips to his. "Here," he rumbled softly, catching her lips with his own. Kae began moaning as his hands gentled again, gliding across her skin. She began twining her fingers into his frame again, burying her gentle, nimble fingers right into his sensor net.
"Oh Primus deeper," Optimus moaned, pressing forward somewhat into those hands.
"Does that feel good?" his Kae murmured softly into his auditory receptors, her hands dug in a little bit deeper, all but magnetizing to him. He smiled and began running his hands up her back again, aiming for the spot that made her moan. Target reached, he slid back down to grasp at the flesh of her arse.
She still had clothing in the way.
That needed to be dispelled.
Right as soon as he could get enough processor power on the task, because at the moment he was far more interested in the sensation of her lips and teeth as they attacked his neck and chest again.
Except then she stood up.
Optimus stared up at her in consternation.
"Hush you," Kae murmured with a smile, leaning down to feather kisses along his auditory receptors. "I need a shower."
Jacobs was absolutely correct.
"I will be waiting," he rumbled softly, running a gentle, tickling finger up her side.
He watched her quickly stride to her bathroom and thought for a moment, Jacobs' voice recalling itself.
"Right, randy, need-to-have-you-now sex is done on the sofa or the comforter," the man had grinned. "A night of passionate, long lasting and sensual lovemaking is done on the sheets. Unless of course you have the foresight to turn the comforter back beforehand. Then it's both."
Optimus thought for a moment and smirked, rising and striding to the bed, carefully pulling the comforter and sheets back.
He stared at them. Satin. Arcee, Flare and Chromia definitely had taste.
The sound of Mikaela turning the water back off caught his attention, he strode out from the screen and leaned against the wall.
Precisely where she would see him, but knew he was still hiding.
Which meant she would let him sneak up on her.
In moments Kae was walking back out of the screened off portion of the room that served her for a bathroom.
Wearing that perfume.
To the pit with sneaking.
Optimus strode forward and picked her up somewhat, pressing kisses to her neck and running them down her shoulder.
His hands reached around and cupped her breasts, they felt nice, softer than the rest of her. Kae began moaning beneath his attentions.
He needed her. Now.
She spun in his arms and began returning the favour, running her hands everywhere she could reach but still keep her lips on his chest.
It was his turn to do the leading, he walked her, stroking her skin all the way to the bed. Their hands were everywhere, touching, mapping.
Optimus finally made it to the bed, sitting down and dragging his Kae with him.
Next mission, get her lower armour off. That took more concentration than he had at the moment. There were no catches in the back the way there normally were. One of Kae's hands released his frame for a moment, and suddenly her armour was disengaged. Optimus wasted no time dragging it from her skin.
His Kae shoved him back lightly, he was laying on her bed now, the platform rocking gently as she crawled up him.
Scrapping paradise was the feeling of her lips and body against his, slick fabric beneath him. The bed was bizarrely soft beneath his frame, but he'd worry about it later because for Primus sake his Kae was retreating along his body.
Mouth teasing spike. His core temperature spiked, cooling fans roaring. Mouth, glossa... he'd overload if he didn't get her off of him. Now. In desperation, Optimus dragged her up to his mouth again, kissing her with as much concentration as he could muster as his spike took over, nosing at her valve, missing slightly as he inadvertently thrust.
Except that made his Kae gasp. And not in pain.
Optimus thrust again slightly, spike staying right there. His Kae began moaning, clinging to his frame as he smirked slightly, rubbing at that little node as she writhed against him. Her breathing was becoming as erratic as her movements, her hands grasping and releasing him. Then the best reaction yet, her body went rigid above him, arching into him as a harsh, choked scream tore it's way from her throat.
Her spark flared, and Optimus felt the agonizing pleasure her body was experiencing. He smirked and dragged her down to himself, rolling to his side and thrusting his spike deep into her valve, earning another choked cry.
Optimus moaned as Kae hitched her leg up around his, clinging to him as they writhed against each other. Her spark reached for his, touching, caressing and he was gone, overloading with the mass of sensory input.
It took a little while, but eventually he found his body again, following the gentle feeling of a hand stroking his faceplates, shoulder and chest.
He onlined his optics and smiled down at his Kae, twined so completely against him.
She smiled up at him, the smile that made her eyes sparkle and his spark flare anytime he saw it. There were no words, he pulled her a bit closer, loving the way she buried herself into him.
Optimus vented a deep, contented sigh, cuddling his Kae. They stayed, completely entwined for a long time.
The muted, beautiful spark beside his own began resonating a new emotion, one he had not translated yet.
"Kae?" he rumbled softly.
"Promise me," she whispered.
"What?" he rumbled curiously.
She looked at him, her eyes full of worry.
"Promise me, no matter what happens, that you'll still love me," she choked.
"No matter what happens, my beloved," he whispered, stroking the tears from her face. "You will always be the one dearest to my spark."
She smiled at him again, and as one, they dropped into their recharge cycles.
(MPOV)
I heard the click of my door. Optimus' form was sprawled beside me, the two of us entwined. He had no armour, no protection against weapons.
In seconds I was on my knees, eyes glaring toward the intruder and a cannon extending from my hand. The room was lit with the stark glow of a ball of plasma hovering between the filaments.
A shocked and terrified looking Galloway was hovering beside a man standing with the stance of a paid mercenary.
He had a gun.
But I had my cannon. Without even thinking about it, I extended a temporal forcefield around my Optimus, his spark beginning to hum back to wakefulness from his deep recharge.
We froze. Galloway had his hand reaching toward my pack.
That was the last straw. If he wanted to play that way, fine.
∂INTRUDER!∂ I shrieked at the top of my lungs. Optimus was sitting up and snarling, even weaponless that was a terrifying expression on his face.
The mercenary fired at us, at him. One of the bullets actually grazed my side, I didn't notice that, though, I was more concerned about the bullets pinging off of my forcefield.
In moments, the sounds of Autobots summoning armour and running toward my quarters resonated through the building.
Arcee and Chromia were the first through Optimus' quarters, standing guard over our bed with cannons pointed to the men.
They turned tail and ran back out the door.
Where Ratchet, Ironhide, Bumblebee, Flare and a good half dozen soldiers stood armed and waiting.
With good reason, our Prime was unarmoured and currently regressed into his hatchling form. Vulnerable.
I was standing between my sisters the next moment, our cannons all pointed to the intruders. Overreaction nothing.
Our Prime was vulnerable at the moment.
Will was standing in boots and pyjamas, arms crossed and glaring at the Director.
"Care to explain why you're here?" he growled.
"Came after my pack," I snarled, my cannon still aimed at the men.
"And this is?" Will growled.
"Anthony 'Tony' Gilespie," Bumblebee reported a moment later. "Five outstanding arrest warrants issued from three states."
The Director began squeaking, the mercenary took one look at him and made to take to his heels, he fell, twitching the next moment.
Wheelie of all bots was glaring at the man, a taser in each hand.
"And stay down," Wheelie announced grimly.
"Good shot," Ironhide growled down to the tiny bot.
"Thank you Sir," Wheelie smirked.
"How did you get in here," Will growled at the Director.
"As Director of the NSA it is-" Galloway started almost hysterically.
"Your right to announce your presence when you come in here," Will growled. "It is not your right to bring an armed, unread mercenary and known felon into our midst and it is not your right to come in in the middle of the night for the purpose of theft."
"They said if I could walk that weapon out of the hangar it's mine!" Galloway snarled.
"One time offer, Galloway," Ironhide snarled. "It was also stated that you were to be the one to walk the exo out, not some hired man!"
"Lieutenant Jacobs please take these men into custody," Will growled.
"Sir, yes Sir," Jacobs growled, catching Galloway by the scruff of the neck. The mercenary went for his gun.
Idiot, he should have gotten the taser barbs out of himself first. Wheelie had him twitching for a moment before releasing the current again.
The man was quickly relieved of his weapons.
"I want to know how he got in here without security knowing," Ironhide growled.
"I have an idea how," I growled. "An oversight on my part, if I know the blind spots in this building somebody else obviously does. If you'll excuse me it would seem that I have some cameras to install." fuming, I began striding down the corridor.
"Uh... Kae?" Will called out behind me. I looked over my shoulder.
"Will?" I asked with a modicum of patience.
"Your armour, my niece," Ironhide snorted.
I looked down. Completely naked. Great.
I sighed irritably and directed the neurals to feed from the adrenaline fuelled energon surging through my system. They began growing, morphing into armour across my skin as I strode down the corridor.
"Kae!" Ironhide called out.
"Now what!?" I demanded. Optimus was standing in the corridor, glaring at the director.
I sighed and walked back.
"Nice armour," Chromia murmured.
"You're breaching," Ironhide added, pointing to my side.
Still bleeding. I rolled my eyes.
"Wheelie," Optimus grumbled. "Auto-bots do not cause harm to humans."
"With all due respect I got three things to say about that," Wheelie growled.
"Proceed," Optimus rumbled.
"One, ain't nobody threatens Warrior Goddess or you." Wheelie growled.
Optimus nodded.
"Two. It's a human weapon." Wheelie stated defensively, offering up the taser.
"Hey, it is too," Will snorted, looking down at the taser. "Where'd you get those?"
"With all due respect I take responsibility for Wheelie having the tasers," Jaques piped up calmly, stepping forward. "We modified them so that he can use them when he's patrolling the air-ducts. Which he's been great about, by the way."
Wheelie straightened proudly.
"I add that three. Not harmin' humans don't extend to trespassin' weasels." Wheelie finished calmly.
"Granted," Optimus rumbled calmly, nodding to the tiny bot. He turned to me. "Mikaela, as nice as the armour is, installing cameras in the blind spots can wait until the morning."
"Which is Optimus for 'your armour is gorgeous, lemme take it off of you." Chromia murmured in my ear. I bit back a snort of amusement.
"We don't need to get rid of the blind spots, do we?" Barry asked drowsily, emerging from one of my favourite points of concealment.
"Director? When did you get here!?" Will demanded.
"Shortly after you went to bed," I sighed.
"I was in the guest quarters, by the way, so not technically trespassing," Barry stated in amusement. He looked around, "my but you have a conundrum this eve... morning."
"Director Matteer!" Galloway almost shouted.
"Theodore, what have I told you about sneaking around without backup?" Barry asked in a tired voice. "We're supposed to spy on other countries, not our own. Can't help you."
"But...!" Galloway squeaked.
"Nobody authorized you, or you would have brought one of my men," Barry stated with a shrug. "You aren't under my authority anymore, either, so I can't help you Galloway."
"But!" Galloway squeaked.
"Can't help you, but I'd suggest that you go along quietly and answer their questions, no doubt you're not going to be allowed a lawyer." Barry stated amicably. "D'you lot mind if I go back to bed now?"
"Be my guest," Will nodded.
"Major," Barry nodded amicably, turning and wandering back toward the guest quarters.
"Lieutenant, please escort these men to the brig," Will stated in a tired tone. "Let them cool 'till morning."
"Same cell?" Jacobs rumbled calmly. Will looked at the two men.
"Tempting, but no, I want Galloway alive," Will frowned.
"You can't do this!" Galloway shrieked as Jacobs caught the scruff of his neck again.
"Consider yourself lucky weasel," Ironhide snarled down at him. Galloway paled, but still mouthed furiously at the bot. Ironhide crouched down, face to face. "Consider yourself lucky little weasel, that it was Mikaela guarding our Prime, and not me."
Galloway fainted, and Jacobs promptly caught him under the arm, rolling his eyes at Ironhide and dragging the man down the corridor. Wheelie stayed with the soldiers, having a glaring contest with the mercenary as they made their way behind Jacobs.
I honestly couldn't tell who was winning.
"Can I hire you to do that in my interrogation room?" Barry called out from my favourite point of concealment.
Ironhide turned to look at the man with a snort.
"Between the two of us we could have 'good-cop bad-cop' nailed to the point that nobody could manage to lie," the Director grinned up at him.
"I doubt you'd fit Ironhide in your interrogation room," I stated with a snort. "And before you lot get grumpy, bear in mind that Barry tends to skulk in corners no matter who is in the room. Bad habits die hard."
"No, good habit," Barry stated cheerfully. "I'm alive, aren't I?"
"Not for long if you keep sneaking up on Ironhide," Will piped up mildly. Barry looked up at the mech for a long moment.
"Mm, true," he nodded to himself. "This time I actually am going back to bed." he turned around and strode to the guest quarters. "See? In the door!" he added as he opened his door.
Ironhide snorted in amusement, and looked down at me.
"He shot at you, I'm astonished we even have one live captive, let alone two."
"He shot at Optimus, hit the forcefield and he grazed me," I shrugged. "Besides, if I vaporize them it doesn't leave anything for me to take my ire out on."
"True," Ironhide nodded gravely.
Optimus snorted and lightly touched my back.
"Come back to bed," he murmured softly, I looked up at him for a long moment before nodding with a sigh. "So reluctant to return?" he asked just as softly. I glared at him.
"That weasel got in here because I was being too nostalgic to ameliorate the security measures in our headquarters," I stated sternly.
"My Kae," Optimus rumbled softly, calmly pulling me into his chest and snaring me, he touched my side and I winced. He looked down at me quickly.
"Nanites are still working on it," I grumbled.
"Bed Kae. Now." Ratchet stated sternly.
"He only grazed me," I grumbled immediately.
"Yeah, but if you keep getting yourself worked up like this it's just going to make the nanites' jobs harder." Ratchet shot back at me.
I rolled my eyes at the lot of them and walked back into my quarters.
(WPOV)
Kae finally walked back into her quarters, and Will let out the breath he'd been holding.
"Does she even realize that she's got no clothes on?" he choked. Ratchet looked down at him curiously.
"What does that matter?" he asked curiously.
"Modesty!" Will choked. "I mean, I'm not a prude or anything, but at the same point a chick walking around naked as the day she was born is just asking for trouble in a compound full of men. Soldiers or not! Not to mention the armour she formed..."
She was walking around like Xena with a serious hate on. It had taken every ounce of willpower to not laugh at that spectacle.
Will glanced up at the bots as Ratchet snorted, looking at Ironhide.
"Humans," the weapons master snorted, shaking his head.