After Throttle got my phone, I looked for Prowl's number and dialed it. I waited for him to answer the other end. "Come on Prowl. Answer your phone", I thought to myself. I finally gave up when it went to voicemail.

"Screw this. I'll call my dad instead", I said, dialing his number next. I waited for him to pick up.

A few minutes later, my dad picked up his phone. "Yes, Wolf", my dad said.

"I need to talk with you about something. I would like to talk to you in your office, if possible", I said.

"Sure. Prowl said you were trying to get a hold of him. He was with me when you called him", said my dad.

"I didn't know. Sorry", I said.

"Its quite alright. Prowl was helping Ironhide and I with the new furniture I had bought in the city. Its quite nice, too. Come on by my room and give us hand, then we'll walk to my office and talk."

"Sounds good to me. I'll be there in a few mins. Love you, dad."

"I love you, too, Wolf."

After I hung up the phone, I set it down on the coffee table and started towards the door. I noticed Throttle from the corner of my eye. I turned my head towards him and saw the look on his face. I didn't like that look, either. He was standing by the fridge when I saw that look.

"Babe, what's wrong? You look sad. Why? Did I do something wrong?"

He sighed and walked over to the kitchen counter and leaned over it.

"We need to talk."

"Can it wait until I finish my talk with my dad and Prowl?"

"I guess it can wait, just don't take too long, ok?"

"No guarantee, but I can try to keep it short."

"That's all I ask. I'll be outside enjoying the weather. Just come out there when you're done."

"You have been distant with me since we got back together. Now what the hell is going on with you, Throttle?"

Throttle sighed and walked out of the kitchen and sat down on the sofa. He patted the spot next to him and I came over and sat down next to him.

"Could you turn your phone off, please? I don't want any disruptions while we talk."

"Not a problem." Then I turn my cell off and put it on the coffee table.

As soon as I sat back on the sofa, Throttle started talking. "This is hard for me to talk about this. It has nothing to do with me being embarrassed. Far from it. To be honest, I do feel a bit bad for you."

"Me? Why would you feel bad for me?"

"When I was in the hospital, I had the Dr. check my sperm count after you helped me find the much overdo release I needed."

"And what did the doc say about your sperm count?"

"Its very low. He said I'm shooting blanks. I'm unable to have children, babe. I am so sorry. I know you and I had talked about having a family and now we never will."

"There's always a donor and 2 ways to do it. One: we go to a sperm bank on Mars and I get artificially inseminated or two, we find someone who is willing to have sex with me in order for us to have a child. Take your time and think about it."

"I'm glad you're taking this well. I thought you would have gotten upset about all this, but you didn't. I'm proud of you, beautiful. Very proud."

"I didn't see a reason to get upset. What good would have it done me?"

"Good point. I never really just sat here and got a really good look at how gorgeous you are. Especially since I can fully see without my glasses. Hot damn."

I nearly blushed at the compliment he gave me. Can't blame him though. I am good lookin'. I stood up then straddled his lap. I couldn't help but be in the mood for some sexual fun. He noticed a look in my eyes that he hadn't seen in a long time. A look that only his ex-girlfriend, my mother, Carbine use to give him when she was in the mood to make love to him.

I started taking his vest off him. He leaned forward so I could slip it off him. After I threw it on the floor, I slid off his lap and got on my knees and started undoing his belt and pants. My heart was beating faster with every minute as I slowly undressed him.

He was loving every minute of it. He raised up a bit so I could slide his pants down and off. Those went on the floor, too. I stood up and just stared at his incredibly hot naked body. He laced his hands behind his head and smiled. "Like what you see, beautiful?"

"Mmmmmm, indeed I do, my tan furred Adonis. Hiding this incredibly hot bod of yours under a pair of pants and a vest is just criminal." Then I sat back down in his lap and whispered in his ear, "I'm gonna punish you for being so hot."

Throttle grabbed a hold of my waist and pulled my shirt up over my head. He noticed that I wasn't wearing a bra and he was ok with that. Then he picked me up and carried me to our bedroom to finish the job he started.

As he laid me on the bed, he proceeded to undo my belt and pants and pulled them off and threw them on the floor. He pulled me to the edge of my bed and kneeled down between my legs and started leaving little kisses here and there on my legs. As he got closer to his intended spot, he looked up at me. He didn't need to say a word to me. I nodded and watched him lick my opening. I haven't had that done to me in a very long time and it felt so damn good.

I threw my head back as he relished in the taste of me. He could feel himself getting hard as he continued to administer his special technique on me. I could feel myself getting close to an orgasm. He could feel it too. He stopped what he was doing and slowly slid himself inside me and slowly thrust deep into me. Shooting blanks or not, he wanted to feel himself cum inside me and feel me cum all over his very rock hard erection.

Several sweaty hours later, we both collapsed to catch our breath. We looked at each other and smiled. "Damn Throttle. Where did you get such stamina? That was practically mind blowing." I was still panting, too. I had a hard time trying to catch my breath. He noticed it too. He quickly sat me up, hoping it would help me to catch my breath. It wasn't helping. He went into the living room and grabbed my cell phone and turned it on, then called my dad for help.

"Optimus, there's something wrong with Wolf. She can't catch her breath."

"I'll be right there, Throttle. Try giving her some water, too."

"At this point, I'll try anything. Just get here quick. Please."

"I just left the Rec. Room. I'll be there in 10 mins." Then Throttle put his pants back on and grabbed a glass of water from the sink and took it to me. He was very worried about me.

10 mins. later, my dad showed up. He didn't bother to knock. He just walked in through my living room and into my bedroom. He didn't even bother to ask about the clothes all over the place. He already had an idea of what went on in here. He was more worried about me and why I couldn't catch my breath.