Chapter 128 – Days Off
(MPOV)
I woke up precisely as I had gone to my recharge: completely entwined with my Optimus, the rich, sweet sound of his spark so close to my own.
I onlined my optics and smiled up at his sleeping form.
No Decepticon could ever hope to guess just how sweet he looked as he slept. I noted my chronometer, we'd been in deep recharge for two days. My Optimus would be waking soon, raring for his hours off.
I listened to his spark intently for a second, waiting for the minute tonal change that said he was beginning to rouse.
The moment I heard that sound I began squirming in his grasp slightly, bringing our chests together and reaching for his spark with my own. I began caressing his chamber.
"That is how you do it," Optimus murmured softly, onlining his optics to look down at me impishly, even as his spike inflated and nosed at my valve.
"You brat," I murmured gently, smiling as he leaned down to kiss me.
"Your brother is a brat," Optimus rumbled cheerfully as he promptly impaled me. I began moaning, twitching against him. "I prefer unholy terror."
"Which is all well and good," I gasped as he thrust again. "Except you don't scare me, love." I added, smiling impishly at him.
"Oh no?" he rumbled gleefully.
His spark began connecting to mine, and we began gasping against each other. Moaning and twitching as the critical mass hit us so easily. We held each other tightly as our intertwined consciousness was blasted out to the stars and back.
I onlined my optics again, my cells showing green across my sensors.
Optimus was pouting slightly. I looked up at him and began giggling at the expression on my bot's face.
"Spoilsport," he rumbled down at me.
"Oh how?" I murmured, smiling at him. "We have a day of playing ahead of us, and a lifetime to spend making you overload as many times as I scrapping well can." I dropped my voice to a sultry level and flipped my Optimus to his back, lightly nipping his neck struts before making my escape.
Not fast enough, of course. It was shocking just how fast my bot could move when he wanted to. He was on his feet and snaring me the next moment.
"You, are a spoilsport, because I spent an hour contentedly dozing with you in my arms, waiting to see how you always have me so Primus damned aroused the second I wake," Optimus rumbled with a grin, pressing his spike into my back again. "But then you blast my consciousness to the stars before I can log it."
I began giggling, stretching somewhat and winding myself backwards around my Optimus.
"It never occurred that I'm simply a gorgeous femme with her ways?" I asked silkily.
"Many times," Optimus snorted, lifting me up and impaling me as I moaned. He dragged me backwards, sitting on the berth and directing me to straddle his lap, using his superior height and strength to trap me on his spike.
His hands began dancing over my body and spark chamber.
"It never occurred that I simply like making you overload?" I gasped, leaning against him.
"You are not alive to serve me," Optimus murmured into my shoulder. "You are due several days of spoiling, my goddess."
"But I overload every single time you do!" I protested before gasping, Optimus had found a particularly sensitive spot and was teasing it mercilessly.
"That, is a secondary charge load," Optimus rumbled in amusement. "I want you to know, my mischievous femme, just what you do to me every morning."
I began whimpering uncontrollably as Optimus teased my senses, keeping me snared in the most exquisite of traps. A hand buried itself in my chamber, stroking my spark with infinite care. My overload grew, this time, not simply a flash flood into my senses, here and gone. An almost agonizing pleasure grew and radiated from every place that my Optimus held me, my protoform magnetizing to his.
And then he began playing with the magnetic fields. Critical mass flowed through me, the energon sloughing through my frame and over his. Optimus grounded himself and continued on, I could feel the gleeful pleasure in his spark as I sagged against him, moaning and twitching as he continued to play with my systems.
"I do not torture you so deeply," I groaned as he reseated himself in my valve.
"Mmm, that is because you have mercy in your spark for me," Optimus rumbled gleefully, stroking my spark again. "However I, am going to make you overload so hard you won't remember what hit you, as you do to me, my beloved," he finished, murmuring in the tone that he knew flashed across my sensors like sheet lightning.
And I was gone, whimpering like a helpless youngling as he invaded my couplings without remorse. A hand remained, stroking my spark continuously as he flipped us around, settling me to rest on my knees as he pistoned himself into my valve.
Too much, too fast, my consciousness was blasted into the stars again.
I looked around at the empty darkness in terror, but then he was there with me. A soft, gentle blanket of cherishing love, light and protection.
~Come back to your body, my beloved~ his spark whispered to mine. I wound myself around him, nuzzling against him as he protected me from the darkness.
(BPOV)
Bumblebee poked his head into the Prime's quarters and smirked.
Optimus was making Kae overload again, his sister was pretty much absent from the world as she sat sprawled across the Prime's lap. Optimus caught his optic and winked at him, flipping Kae onto her knees and pounding his spike into her as she keened.
Her vocal processors cut out a second later as her entire frame glowed with new energon before she went dark.
She went really dark... Bee thought worriedly. Optimus chuckled softly and arranged Kae to lay comfortably on the berth, cuddling her. His own spark flared toward hers, and she hummed back to her normal tones again.
Bee stayed quiet for another couple of moments until Kae's optics onlined again.
"Race you to the airport!" he called out with a broad grin.
Kae groaned and buried her face into Optimus' chest.
"You're driving," she mumbled. Optimus promptly began laughing and rose, carrying Bee's sister.
"Could you get our armour, Bee?" he rumbled cheerfully.
Bumblebee began laughing as his sister's mate carried her from their quarters and toward the central. He utilized the trick his sister had taught and levitated the armour, towing it along behind himself as the bots all crowded into the corridor.
"We're naked in central again, aren't we?" Mikaela muttered, not even onlining her optics.
"Mmn hmn," Optimus rumbled cheerfully, looking around. Bee made it through the door and stared around himself in shock.
It had doubled it's size.
"If I ask you why am I going to get a straight answer?" Mikaela asked placidly.
"Perhaps," Optimus rumbled with a snort.
"Why are we naked in central again?" Mikaela asked curiously, finally onlining her optics to look at her mate.
"Because it would seem that every time you NFO, Central doubles it's size," Bumblebee chirped gleefully, looking around.
"That and you just like carrying me around stark naked?" Mikaela added with a low laugh.
"You know me too well, beloved," Optimus rumbled placidly.
"I also know that you didn't overload when I did," Mikaela murmured, and several bots surrounding them covered vocal processors to stop the flow of laughter.
Oh now he was gonna get it.
Bots scurried out of the way as their Prime's mate got him down on the floor.
"Kae-" Optimus started. She impaled herself on him and he was lost to the stars.
"Two NFO's in one day?" Ratchet asked curiously, poking his head into the central.
"He asked for it," Mikaela reported cheerfully, sitting on her Optimus for a moment before gently sliding to the floor beside him, rousing him with a gentle, loving flare of her spark to his.
Optimus opted to just stay sprawled on the floor, looking around in bemusement as his unit howled with laughter.
He looked at his mate irritably for a nanosecond before their adoration for each other showed in their optics again.
"I should have warned you before you chose to be my guardian, my beloved," Kae murmured with an impish grin. "I have a compulsive need to get the last word."
Optimus snorted, looked at his mate and struggled to sit up for a second before he collapsed back onto his back, howling with laughter.
(OPOV)
"If I ask you why, am I going to get a straight answer?" Mikaela asked him placidly.
"Perhaps," Optimus rumbled with a snort.
"Why are we naked in central again?" Mikaela asked curiously, finally onlining her optics to look at him.
"Because it would seem that every time you NFO, Central doubles it's size," Bumblebee chirped gleefully, looking around.
"That and you just like carrying me around stark naked?" Mikaela added with a low laugh.
"You know me too well, beloved," Optimus rumbled placidly, holding his Kae a bit more tightly as they surveyed the central.
"I also know that you didn't overload when I did," Mikaela murmured, and several bots surrounding them covered vocal processors to stop the flow of laughter.
Optimus had just enough time to think 'oh scrap' before Mikaela had spun and pinned him on the floor, bots scurrying out of their way and laughing. He was looking up at her, bemused the next moment.
"Kae-" Optimus started, she didn't have to make him overload, humans weren't generally comfortable with such displays-
Mikaela impaled herself on his spike, flashing energon through his system and he didn't have any more time for thought.
Except of course for the errant musings of his spark as he floated around in space, the warmth of his Kae's spark tethering him to his body.
There was absolutely no hope of him living this down to his unit.
Of course he didn't really mind, not only did he have a mate who loved him absolutely, and let him know it every day. His unit was now comfortable enough with him to tease him about being blessed by his Kae.
Overall it was better that way, they accepted him as not being infallible. Which was far better. He had Kae to fall back on, the duality of her instincts and his training were an immense relief.
Two heads, of course, were far better than one.
And of course the nineteen sparks thinking together, speaking freely with each other and working problems out together was the true blessing.
His Kae, his beautiful Kae's spark reached for him gently, drawing him back to his body. He onlined his optics and looked around at his laughing unit bemusedly.
Optimus opted to just stay sprawled on the floor, looking at his mate irritably for a nanosecond before her love for him swept through his spark again, sparking his own.
He couldn't help but adore her. She knew his spark absolutely.
"I should have warned you before you chose to be my guardian, my beloved," Kae murmured with an impish grin, lounging beside him. Optimus looked at her. "I have a compulsive need to get the last word."
His own words to her, that he should have warned her of the danger to herself snapped back to him. But put like that...
Optimus struggled to sit up for a second before giving up and flopping back onto his back, howling with laughter.
"What did that thrice blessed, Primus damned bastard do now?" Ironhide's voice called out tauntingly. Optimus groaned as his scout obediently sent Ironhide his video relay.
Ironhide was silent for a moment before he began howling.
He finally appeared in the central and surveyed the lounging, laughing bots lining the walls and Optimus sprawled on the floor with his Kae still beside him.
"Where do I even begin!?" Ironhide demanded with a shit-eating grin.
"You begin by picking your femme up," Mikaela stated calmly, looking at Ironhide with a perfectly serious expression on her face.
Except for her optics, there was always laughter in her optics at a time like this.
"That's a good point," Ironhide nodded seriously, promptly plucking Chromia up as she giggled cheerfully.
"Now, where were we?" Mikaela asked placidly, looking at Optimus.
He promptly rolled over and pinned her in his arms as she squealed with laughter.
"We were discussing the probability of racing to the airport with Bumblebee," Optimus rumbled placidly, he turned and looked at his scout, standing the closest to the entrance bay. "Which he seems to be winning, despite the fact that he isthe one who has been kind enough to bring our armour."
The scout promptly grinned and set their armour down.
"And if you don't hurry up I'ma beat all you old bots!" Bumblebee chirped gleefully, striding carefully toward the entrance bay.
Mikaela laughed and gave Optimus a gentle shove, summoning her armour to her frame and standing.
"Flying is cheating," Optimus rumbled with a snort, looking down at his Kae as she tested her wings.
"I never said I was racing," she laughed softly, kissing his jaw. "I'll likely be the last to the airport anyway, I'm going to make a couple of circles and meet you there."
Optimus laughed at his mate as she skipped away, the unit following as he quickly shrugged into his own armour and strode to the entrance bay.
Kae leaned down and lightly stroked her brother's paintwork while the bay doors opened. She took a couple of running steps and folded into her flight frame in a flash.
"I. Can't wait until she's comfortable enough to transform around a human." Chance grinned viciously, watching the space she'd been.
Optimus chuckled at the man's sentiment and idly shrugged into his alternate form. He glanced around at the humans as they watched Bee revving his engine somewhat. Optimus smirked and brought his own engines to life with a roar, revving up right beside his scout.
The humans grinned at them and backed well out of the way as bots transformed and revved up.
Chance was standing at the bay doors the next moment, holding up a flag.
"FIVE!" the man bellowed. Auto-bots revved.
"FOUR!" the entire hangar shouted together. "THREE! TWO! ONE!"
Chance was frantically waving his flag, grinning like a madman as Optimus burned rubber beside his scout. He couldn't help it. He had fully charged cells and a full day to do whatever he wanted.
And a brilliant start to that day, making his Kae overload.
She buzzed the airspace high above them, scouting the area.
He watched her fondly as she played in the air. Every last bot was racing today, laughing over the primary as they taunted each other. Even Jolt was among them today, hooting with laughter as his Lena joined the banter beside him.
They were a good match. Optimus smirked to himself somewhat and began menacing his scout a bit, they were racing after all.
::. Oh is that how you're playing mate of my sister?.:: Bumblebee demanded with a grin, menacing him right back.
::. You are a scout are you not?.:: Optimus rumbled with a smirk ::. I have no doubt that you have found a stretch of road suitable for racing.::
::. Who me?.:: Bumblebee sent innocently.
The unit promptly began laughing harder.
::. Where?.:: Optimus grinned.
::. Oh, I dunno...:: Bumblebee began musingly, but he was grinning, Optimus felt himself holding back some power, prepared to race after his scout ::. See, normally I use... this exit!.::
Optimus swerved right beside his scout, keeping pace as the unit exploded with laughing indignation.
::. Oh! You keeping up with that? Try keeping up with this!.:: Bumblebee howled as Optimus stayed on his bumper, he revved up and took off like a plasma shot.
Optimus watched the little bot proudly as he utilized his power, revving up and chasing after him.
Remarkably difficult to do when one is laughing...
Regardless, Optimus poured every ounce of available power he had into the drive, the feeling of his parts heating up, his body working harder than he normally did was exhilarating.
He felt like a youngling again, remembering his days on Cybertron, when he would race his Prime.
Sometimes, Sentinel would even let him win.
Optimus watched with a smile as his scout slowed and took the exit to the airport, and he followed, watching proudly as Bee resumed driving calmly, watching for pedestrians and the human's cars.
::. Scrap. Traffic.:: Bumblebee sent with a pout.
::. I shall simply have to declare it your win then.:: Optimus sent back in amusement, coming to drive carefully behind his scout.
::. Nah, tie, you were holding back.:: Bumblebee snorted.
::. How you always recognize that is beyond me.:: Optimus laughed.
::. You were laughing.:: Bumblebee snorted ::. You can't laugh and race at the same time! Takes power away from the engines!.::
::. Is that why you are always taunting opponents larger than yourself?.:: Optimus rumbled interestedly.
::. They laugh at you it means they have more to bring, they get angry it means I'm right, and they are stretching themselves out to catch me.:: Bee grinned.
::. Very sneaky little brother.:: Mikaela sent in amusement, buzzing the airspace above them again. ::. By the way if you turn right in two blocks you're going to miss the accident.::
::. Accident?.:: Optimus rumbled worriedly.
::. A real snarl up.:: Mikaela sent sadly ::. I'm landing there now to see if I can offer any help, call if I need backup.::
Optimus nodded and turned right with his scout.
A quick note, I will return to some more serious plot soon. Promise ;)