Right then, first off a few warnings, there is a massive lemon in this chapter. Just so you know. As always, anything that you recognize, perhaps some things you do not, I do not own. And a billion thanks to my dear Bee, my doppleganger and my wonderful readers and reviewers.
Also, I've heard it voiced a bit of confusion/eeriness with the chapters [which thank you for the review zlazar, the honest opinion is very much appreciated :)] thus for this next bit, perhaps a bit of explanation? (Mostly because I have absolutely no idea how to place it conveniently into the story now...)
The Guardian's madness is caused by the desperate need to save/protect one's charge at any and all cost, (I wished to give the sense of it being a common affliction, not simply shrugged off because Sentinel was Prime, which I think I somewhat failed at... anyway). Technically, Sentinel hasn't betrayed them. Yet. He would have double crossed the Auto-bots by rendezvousing with Megatron on Earth.
The betrayal hasn't happened in full yet, and come on, the bot went insane trying to figure out how to save their home planet. (would you not as well? think about it, you were [like as not] born on earth, grew up here, breathed her atmosphere and walked upon her surface as she nurtured you, you gonna let that go without a fight?) Nobody condemns Prowl for glitching out when evil Jazz turns his vocal processors on ;)
Wow that turned far longer than I had intended. So without further ado... nah... one more word, then story.
In times of war, only those whom you trust absolutely enter your home and see your good side.
Chapter 147 – Teacher, Healer and Warrior
(OPOV)
Optimus cuddled his mentor gently, the two of them laying side by side in the berth. Sentinel was looking far better now.
"I apologize, young warrior," he rumbled quietly.
Optimus looked at him patiently.
"I cannot seem to stop thinking of your mate," Sentinel stated quietly, looking at him.
"Neither can I," Optimus rumbled with a low chuckle, he reached up and touched his spark chamber and let himself release a worried hum. Sentinel looked at him worriedly. "My Kae rarely allows me to feel her negative emotions." he rumbled truthfully.
Sentinel looked at him in silence.
"I worry for her, she is so frequently inundated with my own emotions, and yet she is constantly guarding me from her own."
"That is most... anomalous," Sentinel murmured after a moment. "It took a few vorn for Elita and you to learn how to functionally block each other's emotions."
"My Kae learned to hide her emotions early in life," Optimus rumbled quietly. Sentinel nodded musingly at that.
"What do you feel from her, at the moment?"
"I feel..." Optimus trailed off, noting the way Mikaela felt. She was blocking him for the most part. He could feel the edge of her worry, exhaustion... "I can barely feel her, merely that she is worried, exhausted..." Optimus rumbled heavily.
"Come," Sentinel stated calmly. "If your femme is worried and exhausted, it does not do for us to be laying about in your berth without her."
Optimus looked at his old friend with a small smile.
"Be honest," he rumbled with a low laugh. "You want to go see if we two can seduce her together."
Sentinel purposely shot him the same innocent look Kae did. Optimus couldn't help but laugh at that. The two of them rose and idly summoned their armour.
Optimus strode to the door and it opened to a worried looking Ratchet.
"Oh good, you're still awake," Ratchet murmured with a frown.
"Kae?" Optimus rumbled immediately.
"In part," Ratchet stated with a frown, looking down the corridor.
"What happened?" Optimus rumbled quickly.
"She refuelled," Ratchet stated calmly. "You know how well the energon she produces gets along with her systems. Arcee is worried about her though, we all are, she's worn down, Optimus. When was the last time the two of you interfaced?"
Optimus paused and thought about that for a second.
"Four orn," he choked suddenly.
"Optimus!" Ratchet groaned.
"I need to go beg her forgiveness. Now." Optimus rumbled immediately.
"For not interfacing her for four orn?" Sentinel rumbled with a snort.
"You're forgetting she started as a human," Ratchet stated flatly. "You've heard her speaking, she still slips, forgets that she's a bot now. For her, four orn is eight weeks."
Sentinel stared at the medic.
"But..." he started.
"It's Kae," Ratchet snorted. "She's doing her damndest to fit in, she refuses to make a fuss about her day suddenly being two weeks long, but at the same point, even younglings of our own species have difficulty adjusting to their new bodies."
Sentinel nodded with a snort.
"Give them a vorn or so before you can expect them to stay awake for an entire orn," he rumbled comfortably.
"She's two annum old in her new body," Ratchet snorted. "With nineteen annum spent maturing as a human. Old habits die hard."
"Not that I'm complaining that she has a powerfully strong libido," Optimus murmured with a small snort.
"Blame it on your cycles not being in sync," Ratchet shrugged. Optimus vented a sigh and strode into the med-bay.
Kae wasn't there.
Chance walked past.
"Aren't you supposed to be recharging?" the man asked with a laugh.
"Have you seen Kae?" he rumbled worriedly.
"Central, be careful, she's doing her stances in her own body," Chance stated flatly.
Scrap.
"Thank you, Lieutenant," Optimus rumbled worriedly.
"Scrap," Ratchet grumbled.
"Stances?" Sentinel asked curiously. Optimus gestured the two bots to follow him, he strode quickly to the central.
The doors opened.
His Kae was standing in the centre of the room, dancing through her sequences.
That was normal.
What wasn't normal, was the fact that she was doing it in her new body.
"The holoform simply isn't the same," Mikaela stated quietly, not even looking at him.
Sentinel stood beside him, looking at the femme in awe.
"Mikaela, you are stressed, worried and exhausted enough that you are doing your sequences in your own body. Why are you blocking me out?" Optimus rumbled flatly. Kae turned and looked at him.
"I'm not," she stated patiently, lightly touching her chest plates.
"Why are you not allowing me to experience your emotions?" Optimus clarified irritably. The next moment he was grasping at his chest.
His Kae was in true turmoil, her very spark fighting itself.
Trying to decide what to feel next. Be it the grief, worry, exhaustion... as soon as it was there, she was guarding herself again.
"It doesn't do for you to have to feel it, when I am guarding myself from their full force," Kae stated quietly, resuming her sequences.
"Kae," Optimus choked. "My Kae..."
It was his duty, his domain to soothe her spark. If he could not do such a simple thing, he did not deserve-
"Stop that," Mikaela commanded flatly.
With the voice of command.
"Stop what?" Optimus choked out. Kae turned to look at him sternly.
"You're beginning to do it again, that guilt dance where you try to convince yourself that you're not good enough for me. It is quite the opposite, my beloved. All the while you keep putting me on this gods damned pedestal you forget my love for you, you ignore my shortcomings. I've forgotten something..." she finished with a growl, she began pacing.
"Kae," Optimus murmured softly.
"Begin again," she muttered to herself. "Bumblebee is looking into the conspiracies, Director Mearing is tracing the money trail. The beacons are built. Sentinel is here. The Decepticons are on the moon. I'm missing something. I've forgotten something..."
"Kae?" Optimus rumbled gently.
She kept pacing, her processors audibly grinding away.
"Kae!" Optimus called out sharply.
"What am I missing!?" Mikaela demanded.
(SePOV)
Sentinel stood beside his young friend, looking at the femme in awe. Her body was moving in a graceful, predator's dance, the motions a slow perfection of the positions of battle.
"Mikaela, you are stressed, worried and exhausted enough that you are doing your sequences in your own body. Why are you blocking me out?" Optimus rumbled flatly. Kae turned and looked at her mate.
"I'm not," she stated patiently, lightly touching her chest plates.
"Why are you not allowing me to experience your emotions?" Optimus clarified irritably. The next moment he was grasping at his chest-plates.
Sentinel looked between them in shock, but suddenly he realized why.
Kae was allowing her mate to feel her emotions firsthand. Optimus had not only been taken by surprise, but his spark was now humming with stress, exhaustion... As quickly as she had allowed him to feel it, she was evidently blocking it from him again.
"It doesn't do for you to have to feel it, when I am guarding myself from their full force," Kae stated quietly, resuming her fighter's dance.
"Kae," Optimus choked. "My Kae..."
Beside him, Optimus began resonating with a familiar pattern of his. Doubting himself.
Sentinel was about to tell him to stop it, but Kae beat him to it.
"Stop that," Mikaela commanded flatly.
With the voice of command.
"Stop what?" Optimus choked out. Kae turned to look at him sternly.
"You're beginning to do it again, that guilt dance where you try to convince yourself that you're not good enough for me. It is quite the opposite, my beloved. All the while you keep putting me on this gods damned pedestal you forget my love for you, you ignore my shortcomings. I've forgotten something..." she finished with a growl, she began pacing.
Sentinel looked at the femme in awed approval. Young as she was, she knew her bot quite well. She was pacing agitatedly, now. Her processors grinding.
"Kae?" Optimus murmured softly.
"Begin again," she muttered to herself. "Bumblebee is looking into the conspiracies, Director Mearing is tracing the money trail. The beacons are built. Sentinel is here. The Decepticons are on the moon. I'm missing something. I've forgotten something..."
"Kae?" Optimus rumbled gently again.
She kept pacing, her processors audibly grinding away.
"Kae!" Optimus called out sharply.
"What am I missing!?" Kae demanded worriedly. Her spark was humming with stress.
"You are forgetting to take care of yourself," Sentinel stated calmly, looking at her patiently. "You are turning into me."
Optimus turned to stare at him. So did Kae and Ratchet. The medic was looking rather approvingly at him. That was nice.
"Young warrior you must remember to care for yourself," Sentinel continued calmly. "As it stands you are an absolute asset to us, but you diminish it greatly when you diminish yourself. If we are facing battle, you must take the time to recharge and release your emotions."
Kae looked at them for a long moment before settling heavily onto one of the benches lining the walls of Central. She reached up and covered her faceplates tiredly.
"It never ends," she murmured tiredly. "Far more important Sentinel, is the care of our unit. We just had an intruder, one hired by an organization desperately trying to steal our technology. On top of that our Energon stockpile is running low, the energon I produce doesn't react well with my systems..." she trailed off helplessly. Her spark was humming in stress. Real stress.
Sentinel strode forward and knelt in front of her.
"So take them one at a time," Sentinel stated gently. "Why is it that healers insist on caring for others long before they will care for themselves? Your intruder was caught?"
"He was," Kae murmured tiredly.
"And the humans are taking care of it?" Sentinel pressed her gently. "You would not be allowing it if they were incapable of it."
Kae nodded.
"Your energon stockpile is decreased because you have not produced in four orn?"
"Longer, seven," Kae murmured tiredly. "We don't always produce when we interface."
"I would suggest that you get into the habit of producing regularly, as a creator it will be a strain to your system not to." Sentinel stated calmly. "And as a former human you should be relaxing more."
Kae shot him a withering glance.
Sentinel couldn't help but laugh softly.
"I do not mean to give offence," he stated gently. "But you must remember that your body is yet young. I have never seen a bot as young as you shouldering so much already, not even Bumblebee, he was three vorn old when he began scouting, Arcee a vorn old with an older bot's body and legacy. You are two annum with a nineteen annum mind. However rapidly your human race matures, you are the youngest functioning bot. You must remember to care for your body. Damage is so much easier at a younger age."
"I don't have a vorn to sit around letting my body settle into itself," Kae replied tiredly.
"The greatest of tragedies," Sentinel told her gently. "It is the greatest of sparkbreaks to see one so young as you pushing herself to match her older compatriots when even during the war, your primary duty would be to have fun."
"I do have fun," Mikaela murmured with a snort. "But what good is fun when there is nothing to compare it to?"
"Wise beyond your vorn," Sentinel murmured in amusement. "Now, the final problem?"
Silence.
"The energon I produce doesn't power me effectively, is it substandard?" Kae burst out finally. She looked close to tears. "Am I so inadequate-"
"You are far from inadequate!" Sentinel growled at her, reaching up and cupping her face.
"You have known me for thirty breem," Mikaela stated flatly.
Sentinel smiled, the femme raised an excellent argument: something that he valued highly in the bots around him. He rose and lightly collected one of the remarkably dense cells hanging from the neural vines in the central. He knelt back down and held it up to her.
"Is this one of the cells you created?" he asked calmly.
Kae nodded shyly.
He promptly scanned it and openly stared at her in awe.
"Do you realize what quality you create?" Sentinel rumbled gently. He placed the cell in her hands. "Do you realize just how much of a treasure you are, to be able to create such a high quality of energon? This is not simply adequate for fuel, it is the quality to heal with. It is one of the purest I have ever seen."
"Then why-" Kae started in a distressed tone.
"Because you created it, beautiful one," Sentinel chuckled gently. "It is the creators' paradigm, no creator has ever found their own produced energon adequate to fuel them, it is your own body telling you that it would rather produce new energon, not subsist upon energon you have already created."
Kae stared at him in shock.
It was nice that he could get the younglings to do that still.
"Now then," Sentinel continued with a smile. "Go on and produce again, you will no doubt feel better once you have."
He backed up a bit, watching her interestedly.
Kae's optics tinged pink with a blush.
"She doesn't produce on her own," Ratchet murmured with a low laugh.
Sentinel turned to look at the medic curiously.
"I've never..." Kae murmured hesitantly.
"You've never?" Sentinel prompted her curiously.
"I've never managed to heat the energon sufficiently," Kae murmured embarrassedly.
"Truly?" Sentinel murmured. That was a surprise.
"Kae's systems run about the temperature she did as a human," Optimus rumbled fondly, gently picking his Kae up and cuddling her. "That I have not interfaced her recently is my own fault-"
"Bull," Kae snorted. "Our cycles aren't in sync, when have we had time lately?"
"I should be making time for you."
"That is impossible," Sentinel snorted. "Bend time, certainly, but time itself is not a creatable entity."
"Human phrase," Ratchet laughed.
"Ah."
"Now then, my beloved spark-mate," Optimus rumbled in his best seductive voice. Sentinel couldn't help but shudder slightly.
The bot had always had an incredible voice.
"Sentinel and I have already caught up," Optimus murmured into her auditory receptors. "And yet as we lay there on our berth, we both could not stop thinking of your gorgeous self. I have not seen you in four orn, so we are rather curious to see if you have yet managed to get a single rough edge on your protoform..."
Kae began laughing softly, burying her face into her mate's neck struts.
"Primus help us if you ever stopped trying to get me into your berth," she murmured with a gentle laugh. "Have you decided to share me after all?"
"The only bots I will willingly share you with is our unit, I am rather hurt that you dismissed me so casually, do you not feel even remotely possessive over me?" Optimus rumbled with a small smirk.
Kae promptly glared at him.
"That is unkind," she stated firmly.
"I never said I was going to play nice, that is your insistence," Optimus chuckled, he began striding toward the doors of central. "Care to join us, Sentinel?" he rumbled with a small smirk.
Sentinel didn't need asking twice, he was beside them the next second as the medic laughed at them.
Optimus never once set his mate down as the three of them strode back to the Prime quarters. At least, not until he carried her through the doors and she squirmed out of his arms. She strode to a corner and shrugged out of her armour with a contented hum.
Sentinel glanced at Optimus, his spark already hammering against his chamber.
"Gorgeous, isn't she?" Optimus rumbled contentedly. The two of them turned to gaze on the perfection of the femme's build.
She turned to look at them with a wickedly suggestive look. It turned into the carnally commanding gaze that Sentinel recognized.
"Arcee taught you that," he stated cheerfully before both he and Optimus began falling, their processors clicking out before they could short.
His normal backup processor noted with amusement that Kae was beneath the both of them the next moment, laughing softly as she held them upright.
Optimus was the first online, growling softly as he reached out, stroking the femme. He reached his other arm out and lightly tapped Sentinel's helm.
Kind of him.
Sentinel shrugged out of his armour quickly, reaching out to take over stroking the femme as Optimus did the same.
His young friend was right, there wasn't a single rough edge to her protoform.
Of course he was tempted to stroke every inch of her to confirm that...
"We seem to have caught a most rebellious femme," Optimus rumbled silkily, levitating their armour into neat piles along the wall. "What do you think we should do with her, old friend?"
"It is remarkably tempting to torment her until she begs, isn't it?" Sentinel replied with a small smirk, following his young friend's lead as they advanced on Kae.
"Is that the game you wish to play?" Kae purred, she dropped back into a mildly defensive stance. That just made it so much better.
Sentinel was smirking, automatically boxing the femme in beside his brother Prime. The way they always had on Cybertron.
"Are you going to be a valve hog again?" he asked with a broad smirk, glancing at Optimus.
"Absolutely," Optimus smirked back at him. "Just as you are, old friend, she has two, after all."
Sentinel froze.
"Two!?" he demanded incredulously.
"A vestige of her human heritage," Optimus rumbled smugly.
"Oh Primus," Kae murmured softly.
Habitually, Sentinel left an opening between himself and Optimus.
Kae made a bid for freedom, albeit slowly, she certainly wasn't trying hard to escape them. The second she was snared between them, Sentinel had a hard time biting back his own laughter even as she was.
Then the game truly began, the power of this femme was incredible as she struggled against them, yet she was still allowing them to wrestle her into position.
It had been a long time since he'd played this game.
It made it just that much more enjoyable.
Optimus smirked at him over her shoulder, pinning her in place. Her arms were dragged above her head. Sentinel caught one of her wrists as Optimus held the other.
"Now then, where were we?" Sentinel purred into her audio receptors, his free hand drifting down to play with the sensitive couplings along her side.
(MPOV)
Optimus carried me back to our quarters, it was a simple trick to get out of his arms.
That sure as hell didn't mean I wanted to. Primus only knew why he so enjoyed carrying me. But it didn't hurt, so I let him... at least... until we were in our quarters.
Then I couldn't help but squirm out of his arms to shrug out of my armour.
Comfortable as it was, it was not handy for interfacing. I hummed contentedly, stretching and enjoying the increased freedom of movement without the plates in my way.
"Gorgeous, isn't she?" My Optimus rumbled contentedly behind me. I didn't have to look to know they were staring at me. I made a personal note to thank Arcee for training me. On that note...
I turned around to look at them with a wickedly suggestive look. It turned into the carnally commanding gaze Arcee so prized.
If only for the sheer amusement of watching our bots' processors click out.
"Arcee taught you that," Sentinel told me cheerfully
I felt a surge of smug pride as they both began falling. Of course, it was automatic for me, I took a couple of quick steps and carefully balanced them on their feet as they struggled to bring their processors online.
But that most certainly didn't mean I couldn't laugh quietly.
Optimus was the first online, growling softly as he reached out and began running his hand across my frame, his fingers finding with pinpoint accuracy the little spots that always had me moaning. He reached his other arm out and lightly tapped Sentinel's helm.
Sentinel was online the next moment, shrugging out of his own armour and running his hands over my frame. His hands were still somewhat tentative as they touched me.
We'd have to remedy that.
::. A game, my Optimus?.:: I suggested to him quietly ::. Your mentor is most tentative.::
I could feel his smirk.
"We seem to have caught a most rebellious femme," Optimus rumbled silkily, levitating their armour into neat piles along the wall. He was eying me with a predatory gleam in his optics. "What do you think we should do with her, old friend?"
It was all I could do to not grin as I backed away from them.
"It is remarkably tempting to torment her until she begs, is it not my young friend?" Sentinel replied with a small smirk of his own.
"Is that the game you wish to play?" I purred back to them, dropping into a mildly defensive stance. The way we always did.
Sentinel was smirking, automatically boxing me in beside his brother Prime. I almost had to cover my vocal processors, they'd obviously played this game before.
"Are you going to be a valve hog again?" he asked with a broad smirk, glancing at Optimus. I almost burst out laughing then and there.
"Absolutely," Optimus smirked back at him. "Just as you are, old friend, she has two, after all."
Oh that was his plan, was it?
Sentinel froze.
"Two!?" he demanded incredulously.
"A vestige of her human heritage," my Optimus rumbled smugly.
"Oh Primus," I murmured softly, I could already feel my Optimus scheming to pin me between them.
Sentinel left an opening between himself and Optimus, so obviously on purpose, but at the same point, it was obvious that if a bot took that opening in earnest they would let them go. How absolutely endearing.
I took that opening, slowly though, I certainly didn't want to escape them.
In moments I was snared between them, I could feel the similarities between them, and noted another thing my Optimus had learned from the older Prime.
The habit of holding back their strength, somewhat more than necessary at the moment... it was all I could do to not laugh, I could feel Sentinel holding his own laughter behind me.
(SePOV)
Then the game truly began, the power of this femme was incredible as she struggled against them, yet she was still allowing them to wrestle her into position.
It had been a long time since he'd played this game.
It made it just that much more enjoyable.
Optimus smirked at him over her shoulder, pinning her in place. Her arms were dragged above her head. Sentinel caught one of her wrists as Optimus held the other.
"Now then, where were we?" Sentinel purred into her audio receptors, his free hand drifting down to play with the sensitive couplings along her side.
"I believe we were right about..." she murmured.
Her hands turned in theirs, gripping his wrist. Her body became fluid, spinning in their trap. Into their trap.
Sentinel almost overloaded. Their arms were tangled, somehow, their chests pressed together, except...
Her legs had moved, he'd been so distracted by her arms the positions of their hips had been switched without him noticing.
"Distractionary," she murmured with a smirk.
"For?" Optimus rumbled with a snort.
Sweet Primus!∂ Sentinel moaned, cables, cables stroking his frame, reaching in and caressing the most sensitive places. His only saving grace, Optimus was groaning in pleasure, his face buried into the crook of her neck. But he had another processor online.
"But you have forgotten something, my Kae," Optimus rumbled softly. Sentinel jumped somewhat, staring at his young friend.
"But what!?" Mikaela demanded.
"You're not the only one with cables," he smirked into her shoulder.
"Dear sweet gods fuck me that's playing fucking dirty," Kae moaned. Sentinel barely managed to hold back a laugh. He quickly onlined an extra processor and surveyed his situation.
"Mmm..." he hummed softly, considering.
Idly, he ran his free hand over her frame, there was not a rough edge, but of course there was always this crevice, the one that never failed to make a femme squeak. He ran his fingers around it lightly.
Drawing her attention to it.
"What-" she whispered.
"So is teasing a bot's neurals without finishing the job," Sentinel murmured, and reached into that little bundle of neural fibres.
Kae squeaked softly, Optimus was smirking, even as he was. He slid his hand around the femme's frame, looking for that other little spot...
"It is good to know you have not lost your touch," Optimus rumbled through that smirk.
"Never, my young friend," Sentinel murmured, delicately pressing his fingers into a coupling, plugging the young femme between them.
"And now... ohhh... now I know where you got that one..." Kae moaned, her body was fluid, graceful, arching into them.
"But she still has the processor power to tease you, young warrior, we should do something about that," Sentinel added with a broad grin.
"Mm..." Optimus rumbled with a smirk, his free hand reached down and lifted the femme somewhat.
"Oh god, oh Primus," Kae began whimpering with that incredible voice, putting up a token struggle as her mate shifted the position of her hips.
Spreading her wide.
Optimus thrust his spike into her, and energon flared around her frame. Sentinel heard another couple of processors online in the both of them, Optimus smirked and leaned back somewhat, gesturing with his optics for Sentinel to look down.
A valve greeted his optics, it looked tight. Sentinel smirked somewhat and reached his free hand down, brushing Optimus' spike as it lay seated before he ran his fingers around that second valve. Kae was whimpering at the sensation.
Excellent.
Sentinel pressed himself to her back, thrusting himself slowly into that valve.
Slowly. She was so tight, too fast and he'd be overloading.
And yet still their chests were pressed together.
Beautiful flexible femme.
Sentinel seated himself and looked to Optimus.
"Shall we?" he rumbled tightly, glancing at the berth.
Optimus smirked at him, and with Kae whimpering and pinned between them, they fairly collapsed onto the berth. Sentinel couldn't help himself, the femme was exquisitely beautiful, he wanted to touch.
He ran his free hand along her frame, stroking, gentling.
"Tell me something," Optimus rumbled in his best seductive voice. Sentinel moaned as the valve around his spike squeezed somewhat.
"What?" Kae whimpered.
"Does my voice still make you hot?" Optimus murmured, withdrawing his spike and thrusting into her again.
Sentinel couldn't stop his laughter from emerging as Kae overloaded, her fans were roaring, keeping her processors cool. A moment.
"Tell me something," Mikaela purred. Sentinel moaned, what an incredible voice.
"Mm?" Optimus murmured, nuzzling her neck struts.
"Does my body still call to yours?" Kae murmured in a sultry tone. "Is my protoform sufficient to stroke your gorgeous frame?" her hands were free now, burying into their neurals, stroking, massaging, energon seeped from her fingertips, firing up almost forgotten circuits in Sentinel's systems. His nanites were going berserk over that energon, even as it sensitized his neurals like nothing he'd ever experienced.
Optimus was moaning softly at whatever Kae was doing to him, but Sentinel didn't have much time to investigate it, because for Primus sake she was squirming now, her body rippling against theirs, caressing them. Her hand was investigating him, even as his stroked her exquisite frame.
Creeping. Oh Primus.
She was going straight for-
"Ohhhh..." Sentinel began moaning right alongside his brother Prime.
She'd got him, right in the central node. The sweet spot. His body was aching to thrust, to complete himself inside of her.
A hand reached out and caught his own, Optimus' hand. That was somewhat odd...
Except one of that bot's scrapping multitude of cables began creeping along his arm, Sentinel moaned and smirked, sending his own cable back along Optimus' arm.
"Playing with cables now are you?" Mikaela murmured in a sultry tone.
Optimus thrust himself into her again, he looked at Sentinel with a smirk as Kae gasped, moaning and writhing within their arms.
Sentinel withdrew and thrust himself into her, Optimus did it again.
Alternating, just the way they used to, except now they both had a valve to thrust into.
Sentinel moaned and began wrestling the gorgeous femme into a better position, he didn't need any more spark contact this orn, her mate had already taken care of him, the way he always had to any who needed him.
It was her turn.
Sentinel happily reached a hand around though, delicately stroking the outer edges of their sparks as they twined around each other.
The femme was practically sobbing now as Sentinel and her mate alternated thrusting into her perfection. Optimus suddenly redoubled his efforts.
"Here she goes," he grinned at Sentinel, he looked in shock as their sparks retreated into their chambers.
Then, the most spectacular of sights, Sentinel and Optimus practically pounded themselves into the femme as her frame began glowing, really glowing, her etchings flashed proudly along her frame, energon swirling around and through her.
Sentinel watched in awe as her hands began flailing somewhat, looking for something to hold onto. Optimus smiled and caught one, nodding for Sentinel to take the other.
"Oh, Sentinel?" Optimus smirked.
"Optimus?"
"Ground yourself," Optimus grinned before giving a final, hard thrust into Kae.
She shrieked, and Sentinel barely had the time to ground himself before torrents of energon began pouring from the femme.
The secondary charge load surging from her triggered his own overload. Sentinel was thrusting himself into the femme before he knew it.
Optimus was grinning at him as he moaned, burying himself deep into the exquisite femme's body. They laid still for a moment, Kae was shaking slightly, whimpering.
"My poor femme has been too long without her mate's attentions," Optimus murmured into her auditory receptors. Kae began gasping. "Tell me what you want, my goddess." he whispered.
"Frag me," she whimpered.
"As you wish," Optimus smirked.
He began thrusting into her again as Sentinel chuckled, stroking her frame as her mate almost brutally pounded himself into her.
Energon began flowing through her frame again, Sentinel watched it curiously.
"You know you want to," Optimus rumbled softly into her auditory receptors. In moments the femme pinned between them was whimpering, her frame vibrating under his hands. Sentinel looked at his young friend curiously. Optimus smiled. ::. That was an overload, this is her producing.:: he rumbled over the private comm.
Sentinel jumped slightly, gently stroking the femme's frame, he was shocked as she arched into his hand.
::. If you are able, heat a rell and press it to her chamber.:: Optimus murmured over the comm, smirking broadly as the femme seemed to lose the ability to speak coherently.
Sentinel obeyed and watched in shock as the hot rell he pressed against her began expanding, swirling through the magnetic fields dancing around their frames. She seemed to freeze for a second, her optics widening in shock before a harsh, exultant shout tore itself from her vocal processors.
Her body went rigid between his and Optimus', and Sentinel felt his processors come close to shorting in awe as he watched the femme bring a processor online, directing the energon surging around and through their bodies to enter the systems, passing through the energon collective.
Connected to the two of them, Sentinel felt cells of energon growing in the central. Felt the spark of every bot joined with them. Felt their recharges stepped up.
With a single processor functioning, the femme began weaving a fabric of cherishing love and respect from the threads of energon swirling through her, reaching out and caressing every spark.
Incredible.
That love reached out and gently offered itself to him, and Sentinel was struck with a surge of awed humility. He had betrayed them, by right the femme should have executed him.
Instead she offered him love, companionship, the chance to heal.
A second chance.
With all of his spark, Sentinel reached for her, joining into the mindspace. He looked upon the beautiful spark and knelt in front of her, prostrated himself.
~ΩSentinelΩ~ she whispered, directly into his spark.
~ΩGladly do I respect and give my deference to Archangel PrimeΩ~ he whispered, reaching to kiss her feet.
~ΩSentinel do not prostrate yourself before meΩ~ Archangel whispered, reaching out and gently pulling him upright, even as she knelt in front of him ~ΩKnow that I do not require servants, Sentinel, know that this one requires only friends, family, sparks to love~Ω she stroked his face gently.
It made him want to kiss her feet all the more.
He felt her gentle amusement at that, it made him want to laugh and sing with joy.
Because inherent with her love was a choice, the offer to become one with the unit again, a choice offered freely, with no pressure, no demand.
Simply the offer.
Sentinel could not help himself, his spark reached for hers, winding himself around her.
Clinging.
In the language of sparks, he begged forgiveness, begged for his redemption.
And knew, that the sparks of the bots he had betrayed, could feel his every thought and intent.
Sentinel onlined his optics to see his young friend nodding to him gently, and by that single action, felt his spark heal.
::. Rest.:: Archangel commanded him gently. Not a command, simply a suggestion.
Sentinel heeded that suggestion, and felt his body shut down somewhat, dropping into a gentle, restful recharge.
(OPOV)
Optimus watched as his mentor, his friend dropped into his recharge. He looked at his mate with a smile.
~I have missed your smile~ his Kae whispered to his spark.
A gentle hand reached up and cupped his cheek.
~I have missed your eyes~ he told her gently.
She smiled at him, and he could not help but turn slightly, winding his arm around her, everything that he was, wanted to protect that smile. She squirmed slightly, burying herself into him a bit more.
~I love you~ she whispered, dropping into her recharge beside him.
Optimus dropped into his own, content that his Kae was there.