Chapter 20: Box Full of Dildos
(This chapter does not follow any of the episodes, thank god)
Domi had really came through with the clothing. All of it was superb and fit either like a glove or comfortably flowy. She was currently wearing a pair of… shorts? Well, they looked like shorts. She was also wearing this simply made shirt thing, the edge of it ended rather high though, about a foot (Which is like 3 inches compared to a human, she found out) under her feeding glands. It was very flowy as well, so Corvin lived in constant fear of having to jump or maybe a slight breeze will come by and she'll be showing off the girls for the whole fucking world to see. She had no idea where a breeze would come from in and underground base, but with her luck, she wasn't chancing it. So, this outfit was a strictly "Only alone or with Op's" wear.
She also started to call Optimus Op's, though it was only when she was teasing him. It sounded too much like "Pop's" for her taste, and that just wasn't the kink for her. She'd much rather invest her time in other kinks, like bondage. Optimus loooOOoved bondage!
Back on topic… Corvin liked wearing clothes. It was much more comfortable than wearing armor, even though it left her a bit more vulnerable. But she was in base, so what was there to fight?
Corvin's protoform was very exposed in clothes, and she didn't know how she felt about it. Her protoform gave away her… anomaly. Optimus had never seen her in her protoform before, and while he was already quite aware of her breeder status, she didn't know if she wanted to or how he'd react. She trusted him, though.
Corvin sighed and pulled off the clothes and tossed them over to the box she had pulled them from. She snapped her armor back on and then left for the main room.
The Autobots were crowded around the terminal when she arrived.
"It just popped up on the radar, Optimus. It crashed landed about ten minutes ago." Ratchet said, pointing to the red dot on the screen which was pulsing brightly. Corvin walked up.
"What is going on?" she asked. Ratchet turned to her.
"An Autobot ship just crash landed somewhere in desert," he informed.
"Any passengers?"
"No one responded to our call,"
"So," Arcee started, "They are either dead or it's an unmanned ship."
"Probably dead," Bulkhead said solemnly,
"Or," Optimus spoke, drawing the attention to him, "they are in stasis. Even so, we will scout the wreckage." he looked around, "All of us."
"Optimus, is that necessary?" Ratchet protested, knowing that it meant he was going too.
"Yes, Ratchet." he stated, his tone leaving no room for argument. Ratchet gave an irritated sigh and resided himself to going on the field. He grabbed his field kit and a remote for the ground bridge.
Corvin smiled at the grump who huffed in her direction.
The bridge cycled up and the team walked in.
They came out in the desert. Corvin huffed as the wind blew sand against her wings. The ship had crashed into a dune of sand and the hull was half buried in the sand. The sand around the ship had been superheated and now cooled as glass. It was cool, and the glass reflected the sun, casting colorful specks of light all over.
The team walked over to the ship and Ratchet carefully welded open a door for them to pass through.
They spread out, searching the ship for any survivors. Corvin was surprised, the ship had stayed in tact almost 100 percent, there wasn't that much damage that she could see.
"Cargo ships like this were specifically built to handle reentry," said Arcee, who had been paired up with her to look around. Corvin made a long "oh" sound and continued on.
They all met up in the main room of the cargo ship, and everyone reported that they had found nothing but boxes.
"Search the boxes, we may find something of use." Optimus ordered. Corvin picked a large crate and pried open the top. Inside their was a bunch of… stuff. Corvin couldn't identify half the shit in the box.
'That one looks like a screwdriver' she thought to herself as dug through the box. 'Ratchet might like some of this stuff. If only to melt it down.' She pulled her helm from the box and called back.
"Don't know half the stuff in here, Ratchet it's all yours." she called, Ratchet yelled an affirmative from wherever the hell he was at. Corvin continued to dig through boxes, finding some things she know of, most things she didn't. Some mesh, metallic cloth was in one of the crates, there were some weapons in another, some cuffs in one.
"Yes!" she exclaimed as she opened another box and spotted some cutlery items. She was running low on supplements for her rust sticks and her utensils were sorely overused (Opimus had a pig out session at least once a week with her stash and it always leaved her making more for the next one).
This was the only box she could identify everything that was in it.
There was shavings of all different edible substances like titanium and uranium, even some in the forms of gasses and liquids. Corvin almost squealed (almost) when she saw several different types of crystal shavings and another datapad hidden in the corner. She pulled out the old data pad and flicked it on and scrolled through. She contained a hysterical giddy laugh as she saw all the recipes on the data pad. Oil cakes, crystal pastries, coolant jams and liquid metal brewers. And, when she opened up a different file on the data pad, there were some… other types of food. Flavored lubrication, sweet tasting body cream, and a recipe to make edible dildos.
'I fucking knew that one mold didn't look right.' she thought, a sly grin crossing her face.
"Uh, guys?" she heard Bulkhead call. Corvin turned and made her way back to the group. When she got there, each bot had a different look on their face, ranging from blatant horror to deeply amused.
"I'm assuming you all made the same conclusion as I?" Ratchet asked, a deep smirk on his face. Corvin looked at them in confusion.
"What conclusion?" she asked, making them all look at her.
"Corvin, did you find any strange devices, long and kind of look like a human screwdriver?" Arcee asked, looking deeply amused.
"Yeess?" she said, raising an optical brow.
"That's a vosian vibrator."
Corvin's optics widened and she made a "kkhha" sound in the back of her throat.
"Wait.. that means that… all those boxes." she was starting to grin, deeply amused by the revelation.
"This is a cargo ship, and the cargo is sex toys."
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After Corvin stopped laughing, they all split up, this time, for a different reason.
First come first serve, and the Autobots were stocking up for some eventful nights.
Corvin placed what she could in her crate, all the cloth and cutlery items she could. She opened more crates and found some interesting things, like restraints and gags.
'Optimus better fucking prepare himself, hehehe' she schemed to herself, already daydreaming of the things she would do.
A large, warm servo touched her back and knocked her out of her musings. She looked over and spotted Optimus behind her.
"Finding diamonds?" he asked
"Among the coal," she replied, smiling. She grabbed a cube of crystal shavings and held it up to him. He grabbed the cube and opened the top to give it a sniff. His optics were wide and hopeful as they looked back at her. She grabbed the top of the cube with the tips of her digits. "Crystal shavings that I can put in or on some sweets." she hummed, smiling knowingly up at Optimus.
"You will make some sweets later?" he asked, giving her an innocent look.
"Hmm, I don't know…" she said slowly, teasingly. Optimus bent down a bit and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Please?" he hummed lowly in her audio, making her shiver.
"I-I'll think about it." she said as one of his large servos ghosted over one of her wings. He snuggled his chin into the crook of her neck and breathed heavily, his hot breath right in her audios.
"Please?" he asked again, this time so quiet and breathy she could barely hear it. By now, with the ministrations upon her wings and his beautiful voice right in her audios, she was putty in his servos.
"Alright," she mumbled, causing him to smile and hum lowly, causing his chassis to vibrate against her wings in a way he knew she loved. That knowledge was further confirmed when Corvin moaned and leaned back against him.
Optimus turned his helm into her neck and nuzzled further before giving her a series of love bites up her neck. She sighed loudly and melted further into his arms. Optimus trailed a single servo down the front of Corvin's torso, tracing the center seam all the way down to her interface panel.
One of Corvin's optics cracked open.
"Here?" she asked breathily. Optimus didn't reply, only kissed a bit firmer against her neck and side of her helm. He palmed her interface panel and it instantly opened. Optimus was immensely pleased by this and began tracing the rim of her primary valve with one digit.
Corvin wasn't as pleased as the Prime was.
'Fuckin-... tease!" she hissed, wriggling in his arms. Optimus clicked his tongue.
"So impatient." he chided with a click. She hissed louder, causing him to go even slower over her exterior node. She wiggled further in his arms, but his tight grip held her in place.
"Optimuuus," she whined, lifting her helm and looking at him with pleading optics. Optimus gave in and rubbed a bit firmer on the node. Corvin reached up and grasped one of his audios unexpectedly, causing him to gasp loudly. She pulled on his audio hard, almost painfully, causing him to loosen his grip considerably and turn into her pull. She twisted in his grip and grabbed his other audio with her other servo. She pulled again and smashed his face against hers in a hard kiss.
Corvin let out a deep, smug chuckle into the kiss. A part of her felt prideful that she could do this: she was the only one that could push him like this. Wrap him around her fingers and push and pull until he was melting into her every touch. She could pull him to do what she wanted, anytime she wanted, and he was more than happy to surrender to her.
He did now even, going compliant in her arms, moving at the smallest of her touches.
She rubbed his audios with firm digits, causing his mouth to open wider in a loud moan. his optics were closed, his servos were settled on her hips. She started to walk backwards, pulling him with her. She felt for the boxes behind her. Optimus grabbed her around the waist, and sat her on top of a box waist level to him. He never once broke their passionate kiss. This made her smile into it, lightly pulling him a little closer by his audios.
Their kiss broke as a loud screech of metal was heard. Their helms snapped to the side, in the direction of the noise. Optimus looked to her before pulling her off the crate, their armor clicking back into place.
"What now?" Corvin groaned. Just when things were getting good, when she finds out who cock blocked her - uh, Spike blocked?- she'd kill them. The marched angrily behind Optimus as they made their way to the noise. But as they go closer, the sounds of blasters and fighting could be heard.
They began to run now, a worried look crossing Corvin's face. She grabbed her whip from her subspace and ran faster to run next to Optimus as the sounds came closer and closer.
They got to the main room and Corvin saw the battle. The Decepticons must have picked up on the ship's SOS and came to investigate like them. Now the others were fighting them off, using crates as cover.
Optimus jumped right into the fray without a thought, cutting down several Drones that had Bee pinned behind some crates. Bee beeped in thanks before jumping back out from the crates to attack Knockout, who had just shown up. Corvin tried not to squawk as a shot went right past her wing, singeing the edge.
"BITCH YOU ALMOST SHOT MY MOTHERFUCKING WING OFF!" she screeched at the Vehicon that had shot at her. She did a flying tackle to the mech, knocking him off his peds. She still didn't have much training, she she was just… winging it.
Corvin forced herself not to cackle at her horrid pun, instead she focused on beating the shit outa this mech. Which was turning more into a slapping fight between the two of them that elementary school children would get into.
"Fuck you Fuck you Fuck you!" she chanted as the slapped at the mech. She wasn't going to kill him. She wasn't a killer. But she damn well would give this asswhipe a peice of her mind for shooting at her lovely wings.
"Getoffofme!" the vehicon yelled, slapping back at her.
"No no no no! You do NOT hit the wings, buddy! Do you know how much it fucking hurts? And the fact that you guys came in and fucking cock blocked me is just icing on the FUCKING CAKE" She roared, smacking his servos out of her way to slap at his face. What the fuck was this bot's name? She got a brief look at his shoulder to see a number, 5T3-V3 she saw. What kind of name was that? Both of them were growling and slapping at each other, and it would have been a very comical sight had anyone been paying attention.
There was a loud crash that made them both look over to see Megatron, who had arrived during their slap fight. He had shoved Optimus into a pile of crates, breaking them and spilling their scandalous contents all over the floor. Optimus groaned, the wind knockout of him from the fall. Corvin and the Vehicon sat there, their vents stalled as Megatron approached Optimus with low, evil chuckle.
Megatron stood there and raised his sword, ready to deal the deathblow to Optimus.
How fitting that Megatron would blow Optimus in the middle of a sex toy ship.
Fuck it, Corvin! This is serious! She scolded herself.
The moment when Megatron would slice Optimus to pieces, Optimus got his bearings back. He grabbed the closest thing to his servo and brought it up to hit Megatron right across the face.
Megatron stumbled back, one servo coming up to his face where a good sized dent now was. The warlord look to the Prime, his optics drifting down to the object he had been hit with. His optics snapped up to Optimus's in furious rage.
"Prime… did you just hit me with a dildo?"
Corvin couldn't help it for a second longer. She died, and descended into hell, where she was damned because of all her horrible puns. She rolled off the vehicon, collant tears falling down her face as she laughed. Her chassis heaved as she laughed so hard that her laugh became silent.
She pointed to the two leaders, trying to speak, but being unable to without laughing. Her face scrunched up and she rolled onto her front she she wouldn't choke on her own breath.
Her laughing made all the other bots, both Decepticons and Autobots, stop their fighting and look over in confusion. All they saw was Corvin crying as she laughed like a deranged hyena, and Megatron holding his cheek while looking at an embarrassed Optimus like he had just committed a horrendous act of betrayal.
The vehicon next to Corvin was trying to mask his laughter, too. He was going to have one hell of a story to tell the others when he got back to the Nemesis.
"What the frag?" said Knockout, looking at the spectacle with confusion.
"He did-he hit" Corvin heaved out between her loud peals of laughter. All but Optimus and Megatron-who was still angrily staring at the other- looked at her like she was crazy, but they were too interested to care. Corvin calmed down just enough, her servos covering her mouth as she looked up at them with watery optics and said in a barely audible whisper.
"Dildo slap."
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There was a giggle as one of the bots finally got what was said. Then it all snapped into their processor. The Decepticons tried to hold back their laughs, for the sake of not having their helms ripped off by their furious Lord later. The Autobots didn't even try, and more than one joined Corvin on the ground.
There was no calming down in this. When one even thought that their gut heaving laughter was about to end, one look at the still glaring Megatron was enough to send them over the edge once more.
"IT HURTS! IT HURTS!" Bulkhead said from his position on the floor, clutching his gut.
"Why to go, Optimus!" Ratchet teased, "you officially spike slapped Megatron!" This snapped Megatron out of his unwavering glare at the Autobot leader. He growled at the currently handicapped Autobots (Handicapped because, really, none of them were getting up off the floor after that).
"I think this can be officially counted at T-bagging." one of the other Autobots said. By now, the Decepticons couldn't help it. They, too, were on the floor.
Megatron, seeing as his men were anything but useful at the moment, called them off. He gave one last deadly, soul burning glare to Optimus before stepping out of the ship. The Vehicon that Corvin had been previously having a slap fight with stood as well and left.
"By Steve" Corvin said between huffs for air, making the vehicon look back at her in surprise. That's right, bitch, she knew who he was. She read enough fanfics from when she was human to know who fucking Steve was. It was nice to know he was real, though.
She gave him a wink and he shook his head and left.
It was a long while before any of them could stand. Ratchet was one of the first up, clapping Optimus on the back as the others stood.
"Well, now we have a not-so-secret, but effective, weapon against the Decepticons." Ratchet joked.
"Yep, just have Optimus pelt Megatron with sex toys until his men can't stand." Arcee butt in. This send the team into another round of giggles.
Optimus was hard pressed not to roll his optics at his team.
"Grab what we need, we can discuss this… weapon back at base." he said with exsasperation. The Autobots were still giggling as they went to do as he asked. Leaving Corvin and Optimus.
Corvin slip up next to him.
"You know.. If you wanted to use you "secret weapon"" she said, bringing her servos up in quotation, "on me, i wouldn't object." she gave him a cheeky grin.
He looked at her sternly, but with a joking glint in his optic.
"Don't tempt me" Corvin laughed and went off to get the boxes she wanted. With all their things that they needed, the Autobot team left the ship and headed to base.
(AN: can i just say i am dead. I was laughing so damn hard while I was writing XD And i say sorry for this taking so long, hopefully this chapter makes up for it. This idea had been circling my mind for some time now, im glad i was able to finally write it down. Btw, me and the group i was in broke it off, like… a year ago? We all agreed it was just friendship, and i think only 2 of the others are still dating each other. :) we are all still best of friends though.
You can thank EclipsePrime1 on DA, without the contest they hosted, i wouldn't have gotten back to this XD
Now to your reviews! :D
Guest: yes, there will be another chapter for this story
Goddess Nefertari 19: Slow and stead, but yes! They will fall and fall hard :3 He does have a soft side, one i think could survive beyond the hardness of the war.
Cybertron Bum: Yeah, Domi was a seamstress before :) she'd like to do something she remembers. Oh she will, mwahaha :3
GhostofaGirl03: Thank you! It is nice to see the big guy loosen up, ep?
Adelphe24: Trust me, you don't gotta say sorry, i know well about how life messes you up. Even though im not in a relationship with them anymore, all i can say it takes a lot of trust and communication. It's like hanging with friends, or at least that was how it was with us. When one hung out, we all did, so everyone got equal attention and no one felt left out. Domi and Megatron would be an interesting pair, eh? Maybe i'll do a oneshot with that! But in this, Domi is strictly swinging towards femmes, so i think i'll pair her with Arachnid :3 And yes! Ops and Corvin are adorbs!
Katie Gibbs: I understand his sweet tooth XD And she probably wanted Ratchet to wear a nurse outfit XD
Firewarrier123X: Both worried about the relationship and her unlimited love (even though she'd never admit it) right now he wouldn't allow himself to feel anything further for her because of the threat of Megatron. So he's worried that Megatron will find out his growing affection for her and kill Corvin. Also, he is afraid of letting Corvin down.
Tmntluver317: Thank you, its people like you who i write this story for, not those asswhipes who say such rude, mean things. They are just children looking for attention in the wrong place.
Cutie Kyuubi: XD im so glad you love this story enough to read it that many times! I too, love them them saucy bits ;D and yeah it has been awhile q.q life sucked it outa me, man. Life.
Jeelynasaurus: BOW TO THE QUEEN OF ROBO SEX! Mwahaha! I'm so happy you love my story! And with all the stuff Corvin was doing, can you blame Optimus needing some relief ;D even a Prime needs some bedroom luvin
Alrighty! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter!'
Till all are one!
