Author's note. Written by me and The-writing-Mew.
Warning for lots of interfacing. ;)
Enjoy and please review.
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"Where are you?"
This was the thought that repeatedly circulated around in Megatron's mind as he lay on his berth, Starscream curled up beside him. He cursed the hiding place that his little whore had fled to but he also pondered what kind of a hideout it was. Did he reside on a planet, moon, asteroid or a ship? What kind of environment was he bringing their son up in, a harsh one or an extremely easy one?
It was difficult to say, while he doubted the little Prime would choose a bad place for the Sparkling, he might have gone with a harsh environment simply because it was the best hiding place. There was a possibility that he was on a ship that constantly travelled but the odds of this ship never encountering others was extremely remote and he did not think it very likely. No, the Prime must be stationed in a permanent location but it could be a completely remote one on some distant world or in the middle of a bustling metropolis.
All Megatron did know was that Prime was not with him.
But wherever he was, he will find him... after all, the universe is not so big once you travelled for it for so long.
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Earth...
Autobot Base...
Detroit...
Prowl watched how with the passing of days, the spider femme became closer to Valour... and not just him, but Optimus as well.
Ratchet mentioned once that what the young Prime needed to heal properly was the presence of a femme; and Allspark be blessed, she came and who else but Optimus' old missing friend Elita one.
The Cyberninja saw how she walked next to Optimus and even took his arm. Something told the black and gold Mech that she was in need of attention too. Yes, definitely those two were for each other, the only problem was that it was Megatron who sent her and he would be waiting on her report on the planets she hadn't found them. He just hoped that she gave the tyrant the coordinates of the planet they were 'not' in.
...he could only hope.
There was another thing that worried him now and was coming rather quickly in a stampede-way like right next to the couple.
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"ROAR! Me Grimlock king! Me Grimlock no race with spider lady, spider lady cheater!" The tyrannosaur came roaring and snarling in front of the decepticon femme who somehow was not scared at all, just looked at him unamused.
"Remove those filthy teeth from my sight and go to do something useful with your life!" She slapped him on his nose.
Grimlock and the rest of the Mechs stared in shock at her. "You... rude!" the dinobot leader said. "Me Grimlock likes rude femme!" he roared to the heavens.
Blackarachnia lifted a couple of unimpressed optic ridges.
"Why you Spider lady stay with puny Prime?" Grimlock now questioned as Optimus sighed, it didn't seem like Grimlock would ever warm up to him.
"Oh, he has other good qualities," Blackarchnia said with a sly smile as Optimus fidgeted and looked away. Primus, she was making him feel like a new recruit.
Grimlock examined Optimus critically from top to toe before declaring. "Me Grimlock still think him Prime puny. You Spider lady need big strong mate, not puny Prime."
"No doubt he's going to call me that from now on," Optimus thought wryly, wishing the Dinobots just kept to themselves.
"We'll see," she said simply before saying. "Run along boys, I think I saw some birds trying to move into your territory."
"Huh?" Grimlock exclaimed before declaring. "We Dinobots get rid of puny birds." With a loud roar, he and the other Dinobots went charging off into the undergrowth.
"Things were so much simpler before they arrived," Optimus mused as Blackarchnia laughed and took his arm.
"Maybe but they make things interesting," she chuckled, leaning against his shoulder. "And the children appear to like him."
"Mmm," he agreed, smiling down at her. "They do and thankfully the Dinobots mostly keep to themselves, it's just when they decide to barge over to this side of the island that things get messy."
"Come on, you love them really," she teased, reaching up to stroke his cheek as he smiled some more.
"Their getting closer and closer," Prowl mused to himself. He decided he'd need to have a talk with Ratchet, discuss how this could change things for them.
"Ratchet," he called the medic once he'd seen the couple walk away.
"Eh, what?" Ratchet said, a little distracted as if he'd been musing over his past, maybe thinking of old friends.
"We need to talk about Optimus and our guest," Prowl stated.
"Good, come to the medbay," The medic said without really listening more than their cyberninja wished to speak to him about something.
Prowl realised this and quietly hurried to the medic's location.
"Ratchet?" He called once he reached the medbay and saw the one he wanted to talk to studying something in the microscope.
"Yes, just a second..." The old mech said as he writes something in a datapad before finally dropping the stylus and looked up at Prowl. "What can I do for you?"
"Have you noticed Optimus and that spider femme? They seems to get closer to each other with each passing day"
"Oh, yes... Optimus, as you already know, she was his teammate long ago and he had feelings for her, also, as she's a techno organic now many mechs will see her new figure as disgusting, so, it will be natural for her to get attached to Optimus since he's the only one who touched her in a long time I believe... and just touched her... there must be others that see her as repulsive and will not want her near by any means."
"I see... you think their relationship is healthy? I mean... she was an Autobot once, but now she's a Decepticon...wouldn't that...conflict her?"
"I don't think so, besides, Valour seems to be taking care of that," The medic chuckled.
"I hope you're right; I wouldn't like to leave this place in order to run from Megatron," Prowl said grimly.
"Yeah... but I don't think you will need to worry about that, we're safe here and if he ever finds this place guided by Unicron, I would stay and fight."
"So would I but...our numbers are small," Prowl said grimly. "Could we really stand against Megatron if he came here? I don't think so; we'd be forced to leave if only to safeguard the humans and other creatures on this planet."
He glanced in the direction of the nearby city and said softly.
"They have come far in the time we've known them but it's in part thanks to the technology we've shared with them. They could not fight the Decepticons without serious losses on their part and they do not deserve to be dragged into our war."
"That's why we've got to do all we can to make sure the Cons never come here," Ratchet declared. "Valour's still too young to enter Cybertronian society, he can still be corrupted. And I ain't just thinking of the Decepticons."
Prowl nodded before saying. "She appears to be getting on well with Optimus...but what if they get too close and he inadvertently hurts her? She might make a mistake in the heat of the moment and let it slip to Megatron where we are."
"That's a good point," Ratchet agreed slowly. "But I don't think either of them will rush into a relationship, they've both been hurt too much."
"Hmm, unless their feelings run away with them," Prowl added. "If they interface..."
Ratchet chuckled as he said. "I dunno how spontaneously that can happen with Sari, Valour AND Bumblebee around."
Prowl's lips did twitch at this before saying seriously. "We have to talk with her anyway; she must give Megatron a false trail so he does not become suspicious. I have a number of planets she can use if she's willing, there in this area of the galaxy but not close enough for anyone to really check."
"Good, old slagger must be getting desperate," Ratchet said grimly. "And desperate bots do desperate things...I hope he doesn't take it out on Cybertron."
"If only we could find out news..." Prowl started to say before his optics widened. "Primus, her ship will surely be receiving news."
"Maybe... But I don't think it is a good idea to touch what's hers, even less when her relationship with our team is still unstable."
"Hmm..." Prowl was thinking that he needed to know what was happening in the universe and even more with Cybertron...He will get into her ship without her knowing...but how?
"You're right, Ratchet. But still, we need to know what is going on out there."
"Be patient, aren't you the one who's always teaching us about patience?"
That was true, but sometimes he felt it slip, like now, and he hadn't realized. Deciding to distract himself a little from his decision, he asked Ratchet about what he was working on. "What's that?" He pointed to the microscope.
"Oh, this? Well, I've been investigating about Blackarachnia and just like Sari, she's fully techno-organic which means that her organic half cannot be separated from her techno part. I've been experimenting and when I try to separate one half from the other, this organic one disintegrates!"
"So... she's stuck."
"In few words, yes, I'm afraid. I don't think that even the Allspark can help her... She will practically need to reborn!" The medic exclaimed worried knowing she won't give up looking for a 'cure'
"I just hope she don't do anything stupid," He added.
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Later...
Outside the base...
Forest area...
Prowl left the medbay hours ago and followed the couple and heard every word they shared. He was worried about his friend but also needed a distraction for her that will definitely keep her away from her ship. But what?
The night was beautiful and the stars shined happily up in the skies as if they were diamonds on a black gown. Optimus took her hand in his and kept it to his chest. His spark beat harder. "I missed you..." He whispered.
Both were sitting against a huge tree on the soft grass enjoying the beautiful evening and soft breeze that caressed their frames. But still, she could feel cold and her techno-organic body looked for his warmth. "I should have chosen you, not Sentinel..." He said grimly as she cuddled closer.
"Hmm, I can't imagine him being unleashed on the universe as a techno-organic," she said, only half joking, many times she had wished that Optimus had saved her. "Megatron would have surrendered long ago."
"Yeah," he sighed, not wanting to think about his son's sire. "You're still beautiful..."
"No, I'm not," she said, turning her head while keeping her body close to him for warmth.
"You are," he persisted, stroking her head. "You're beautiful to me Elita."
"Charmer," she murmured, not used to mechs turning on the charm for her and truly meaning it. The only times when mechs did that was because they wanted something and they thought she was desperate for compliments and thus, do what they wanted.
"I try," he chuckled, making her spark beat even faster. He sounded so honest and it made her feel so warm...how could he do this to her?
"You haven't seen the worst of it," she told him frankly, determined to see if he really was true.
He gave her a look of curiosity and without another word; she took her hand from his and raised it to her head. With a click, she removed the helmet that she'd found in the cave of spiders and hid the worst of her ugliness. Without it, her extra optics were obvious to all as well as the horrible, deformed top half of her head, it looked like armour had been peeled away to reveal an organic looking skin. She had never showed anyone this; she knew it could make the most hardened Decepticons sick if they were to gaze on it.
But Optimus just examined it and reached out to lightly touch it. She hissed at this but he didn't make a violent move towards her, just lightly stroked it. He then suddenly cupped the back of her head and drew her closer to kiss the hideous deformity.
"You're beautiful," he repeated softly but firmly.
To her disbelief, she felt tears come to her optics, blinking madly as they began to slide down her cheeks. She choked before starting to cry as Optimus drew her into his strong, warm arms. How she wished she had her slightly plain but nonetheless, normal transformer body, one that she could have believed was beautiful if a lover had told her so.
"Shh, it's alright," Optimus said kindly, stroking her back as she cried. "You can cry, no one is going to see you."
Prowl felt a twinge of guilt at this and retreated further into the shadows, just in case.
"Optimus..." She cried on his chest.
"Shh... it's okay..." He kissed her head and lightly and gently caressed it. "I mean it, I'm not lying, Elita, you're beautiful and never think otherwise." He reached down and caressed her back and her bumpy spider butt...
...She gasped and squealed. "Optimus!" She almost choked with the surprise and her cries suddenly ceased. "What?!" He also surprised at her change of mood. "I've never knew you were a perv!" She slapped his hand from her spider butt.
"Oh! E- Elita, please, forgive me... I- I didn't know...!" He tried and she giggled. "W-what?" He asked not fully understanding what just happened.
She looked up at him with all her optics and he could see a look of... longing? ...lust in them? Was it-?
Then she reached up and kissed him softly on the lips and just as softly nip at them with her little pointy fangs before sucking on his pouty lips and he off-lined his optics to kiss her back, opening his mouth to welcome her glossia as she did the same to welcome his, both passionately and deeply kissing forgetting everything that was around them.
Optimus thought it was just a kiss, but once she straddled him... "Elita... what..?"
"Hush!" She hissed reaching down to bite his neck and nuzzle his jaw. So he then reached down and kissed and sucked her neck too at the same time he reached down with his hand again and touched the same place he touched before and this time she moaned. "Optimus..."
It was then when Prowl realized that she was distracted enough and carefully and silently sneaked off the tree and hurried away to her ship without being noticed by the couple who were busy with their own... business.
The spider reached up again and reclaimed his lips hungrily, feeling how his body became warmer just as hers and then with her extra legs she hugged him and caressed him before with two of them take his hands to make him to touch her more.
"My beautiful Eilta..." He whispered in her audio as he caressed her back and now her chest making her gasp and writhe against him. The sensation she was receiving was driving her mad! It was so long since she tried this.
"Mmm," she moaned, kissing him again as his hands wandered from her back to her front, sneakily touching her front.
This actually made her giggle, he was usually such a gentlemech but he was proving to be a real perv. And she loved every moment of it, he wasn't being an overbearing brute, just wanting to touch and be with her intimately...how she'd longed for a Mech like that. So she didn't object to how he was touching her, causing blossoms of heat to shoot through her body, making her writhe even more.
"So eager," she teased as he nuzzled her neck.
"Hm," he mumbled, not really listening now, too absorbed with her body.
She smirked and let her own hands explore his body, feeling the warming armour, tense wires and other beautiful parts of his body. Her hands were particularly interested in what lay between his legs.
"Uh," he gasped as she caressed his already hot codpiece, it had been so long since he'd been touched there.
She didn't stop but kept stroking him until with a slight growl, he took hold of her and turned them both so that she lay on the incline of the grassy slope and he was above her. But he wasn't aggressive, his passions were moving him to a more dominant role and she lapped it all up. She could pretend that she was a beautiful, normal petite femme about to be ravished by her handsome mech, it was so wonderful.
"Optimus," she purred as he leaned down to kiss her chassis, causing her to moan as her body heated up even more. "Oh...Optimus..."
"Let me see," he murmured, nuzzling her chest. "I want you."
How could she say no to him? As he moved back, she allowed her armour to click and she threw it away, baring her chest for all to see. On a normal femme, there would be two lovely mounds of wires and protoform with tiny nibs that could be pulled out to form a feeding tube for sparklings. However, her 'breasts' very quite organic in nature and now that her armour had been released, swelled to their natural size with delicate nipples in the centre. Even though she hated her organic body and wished for her old one, she'd always been slightly fascinated with these new assets, they were horrifying but intriguing at the same time.
And she'd always wondered how a mech would react if he ever saw them.
Optimus stared amazed at what she showed him and for a second she thought he will be repulsed at it, but then he reached down with his hands and touched her breasts carefully feeling her softness against his hands as he massaged her.
For a reason unknown to her, she felt how her body's temperature rocked to the heavens and even far away from that making her feel particularly uncomfortable between her legs as he bent down and teasingly licked the peak of one before started sucking on the nipple as he continued massaging the other.
"A-aah! Optimus!" She gasped throwing her head back at how good it felt and spreading her legs further before softly humping her hips against his.
Feeling her need, he reached down with his other free hand to her codpiece and stroked the warm surface against his palm which gained him a loud, long and pleasured moan from the being under him as he also continued assaulting her other breast.
He loved those, it was so much like the ones the human females possessed, and according to human males they was very soft and sensitive. And it seemed these ones were exactly the same he thought as he rolled his glossia around her nipple and licked the middle of her chest before returning his attentions to it again leaving a trail of saliva on his way.
Blackarachnia couldn't help but open her codpiece and reveal her very much soft and wet interface port... she'd never shown anyone this before since it seemed to be far more delicate than a normal femme's port... and it seemed to be even more sensitive and wet.
Then Optimus caressed the delicate and soft rim of it, coating his finger in her lubricant before gently thrust it in. The femme cried and moaned at the intrusion and the feelings that assaulted her whole body as he touched her.
"How's that?" he asked quietly, he didn't want to hurt her in any way.
"Mmm, wonderful," she gasped, writhing away.
He smiled as he said simply. "Good."
Carefully, he pushed his finger just a little more, he needed to ensure she was loose enough for him to enter properly. His codpiece was becoming even hotter and he couldn't prevent himself rubbing it with one hand while the first continued to gently probe Blackarachnia's port. It felt far softer than any port he'd ever been with before but it was just arousing him even more.
"Oh yes," she moaned, digging her claws into the soft grass and earth. "Yes...yes!"
Optimus smiled before popping his codpiece, sighing in relief as his spike swelled to pressure. It had been pressing rather painfully in its constrictive casing and he just hadn't been able to deny himself any longer. Blackarachnia heard the sound and looked down, condescension running down her form and smirked at the sight of his spike. Her port twinged painfully, she needed something more than his finger inside her right now.
"Come here, big boy," she murmured, grabbing Optimus and pulling him down for a passionate kiss.
He was briefly taken by surprise at this move and quickly got over it, kissing her deeply as he unconsciously moved between her legs and into position. She purred with pleasure as she felt his spike near her port, she wanted that throbbing member in her right now.
Moving her body, she jabbed her warm, moist port against his spike, trying to get a reaction from him. And to her delight, she felt Optimus give an involuntary thrust although not entering her yet. She bucked her hips again, still kissing him and this time, he appeared to take more control over his body by rearranging his hips and this time, his thrust was true.
"A-aah...mmmm...!" She moaned as she felt the wonderful familiar stretch. It felt so big to as he continued impaling her.
So much time had passed since the last time she let anyone enter her... She didn't even self service as the looking for the cure kept her busy all the time.
"Ohh... Elita... So tight!" He gasped in her audio and she mewled, feeling how he buried himself in her deeper and her port produced more lubricants to help him in faster. "N-no... You're big...!" She added.
His spike rubbed against her techno organic very soft and sensitive internal nodes turning them on like liquid fire that made her moan and gasp for more of him. Even if there were still little pings of pain, the pleasure that assaulted her was dominating the situation and soon she was crying up for more.
"So good! Optimus!" Her cries in plead made hard his task of going slow. Plus her tight embrace to his length that seemed to suck him deeper and massage him in order to encourage him to take this femme...To tame her...To make her his...
He continued to slowly push in and reached down to bite her neck and suckle on it trying to distract her or himself from the intense feelings that their lovemaking was doing to them before finally he reached bottom and his swollen spike was completely buried in her.
He could also feel how he pulsed against her embrace, begging him to move just as the little port that did the same and got wetter by the second.
"Optimus! By the Allspark! Move!" She demanded trying to move her hips against his, but since he was so deep in her this proved to be useless.
"I'm...trying," he gasped out, he could barely concentrate; the pleasurable assault was so intense. "You're...so...ah...good..."
She hissed, half in exasperation, half in amazement.
"I aim to please," she stated, wishing she could buck her hips but finding it impossible. If she was going to get more pleasure, he was going to have to move.
"Alright," Optimus panted, also wanting to experience more glorious sensations.
Placing his hands firmly on the ground either side of his love, he pushed himself up and began to slowly work his hips. At first, there was no noticeable difference but then Blackarachnia began to gasp as wonderful feelings shot through her body. Her port tightened and squeezed the large spike inside of her, making Optimus pant heavily as he worked to bring up his speed.
"Yes, that's it," she gasped, gripping his neck as he began to move steadily in and out of her. "Oh...yes!"
He grinned before continuing, groaning as his spike was mercilessly squeezed by the tight port. By Primus, it was so tight but also so soft, like his spike was being engulfed by the softest of silk. All he wanted to do was bury himself into that silk as fast and as hard as possible. So bracing his knees, he began to do just that.
"Aaa-ah! Yessss, yes, yes!" She howled in bliss as his thrust speed up increasing her pleasure and blinding her of anything else around her as everything she wanted was for him to never stop.
"Ohhh... Elita..." Optimus moaned her name as his metal slid in and out of her as a faster and brutal pace... And she wasn't complaining, actually encouraging him to do it harder!
She wrapped her legs around his waist and cooed as the new pose gained him a deeper angle that now was poking at something really sensitive inside. Her remaining legs also embraced him trying to get him near her as much as possible as if wanting him to fuse with her.
"Optimus, faster, Harder! More!" She cried between gasps as he obeyed her and hammered his hips against her as he bit her neck and sucked on it making her howl and thrash as her port gave the warning constrictions that announced her blissful release.
Feeling her silken embrace become even tighter from time to time also drove him mad as he cried and his transfluid collected to be shot and emptied into the beautiful femme as he became impossibly harder.
"Oh...oh...OH!" she screamed as he hit a particularly sweet spot of hers which finally released her overload.
Optimus yelled as her port tightened around his spike so tightly that he almost lost all feeling. But then the feeling came pouring back and what a feeling it was, he could not control himself and he found himself pumping hard into his beautiful Elita. His overload was a hard and strong one; he continued to pump hard into her for at least a couple of minutes before finally it ended.
With a happy sigh, he collapsed on her and nuzzled her as she sleepily murmured.
"That was...mmm," he managed to say but couldn't form anything more coherent.
"Mmm," she agreed, snuggling into his hot frame and feeling so sated.
He wrapped his arms around her, still within her but far too tired to move. They slowly drifted off to sleep, their hot bodies slowly cooling as condensation run down their frames. Insects buzzed around them, interested in the sweet smelling substance that covered certain parts of these metal creatures. The creatures didn't stir but slept on, utterly oblivious to the world around them.
By the time either of them started to stir it was dawn and it was Optimus who awoke first. He blinked open his optics, wondering why he felt so tired and yet so good...and why did his spike feel strange.
"What?" he exclaimed as he saw that Blackarachnia was right below him, sleeping peacefully. He blinked in confusion before suddenly remembering, their talk, the touches, the kisses...the interface...
He gaped down at her; he could not believe they'd actually done that. She'd seemed to enjoy it but...where they moving too fast? And...oh Primus, it was almost daylight, what if someone found them? What if Valour came along and found them?
He lifted himself from her and watched her uncovered body... Her beautiful chest...
Another flush covered his face before it deepened once he noticed his spike was still deeply buried in her soft and warm port. He thought that she will be upset if she found him still in her, so, as carefully as he could he started pulling his metal from her feeling the silken walls around him shiver as every inch that he took away.
"Hmmm..." The sensations she received between her legs were awaking her until finally she on-lined her optics remembering what happened last night. When she looked down she saw he was still pulling out of her slowly, then their optics met and both flushed deeply.
"Aa-ahh... S-sssorry... E-elita... I... I..." He tried as he stopped moving still with half of his member in her, and not just that, but her chassis was still bared and her helmet was missing!
They locked optics for a while not moving or uttering a sound before she took the initiative and pulled him down again and kissed him deeply. Their sparks raced so fast against their chambers.
He then pushed back all in and she mewled in their kiss at the intense feeling in her port; she was still sore from last night's interface, but it was a good soreness that made her cry out in bliss each time he thrusts back in... Or out... It was just too good... So good...
Her port was so wet and the lubricant oozed out from it as he started thrusting faster and dirtying their hips and the soft grass.
So many sweet sensations as even her lubricant dripped against her also sensitive aft making him beg to touch her, to kiss her... To make love to her again... Her dream come true... She was a small little beautiful femme that was blissfully ravished by her noble mech.
Optimus never expected she would want to continue, but he wasn't complaining as she become even more wet with that sweet lubricant of hers that transformed him into a mech in heat...a mech that wanted nothing but made the femme beneath him scream as he filled him with his seed again... By the way... He briefly wondered when he become this hard again?
He could have cared less as he ravished her body, her port, her breasts, her neck, her mouth... He wanted everything from her.
"Ooohh...Optimus... I'm... Ahh... I feel... Ohhh..!" Blackarachnia announced her peak just as her port spasmed around his hardness also announcing it with her optics off-lined... She was totally lost in pleasure and Optimus took that chance and moved her up and on his lap as he impaled her from below and went deeper than before.
The action caused the spider to scream and cry out a beautifully high note as she hit her peak and overload invaded her whole body when his spike hilted against her most sensitive nodes inside her again...
Optimus also roared his release as she clamped tightly against him milking his spike dry and the sight he received before...Of his beloved in bliss...Her breasts bouncing happily, her head thrown back with optics almost white, spider legs stiffening behind her back against the air and that beautiful mouth open with those cute fangs... Was enough to make him burst in her releasing his burning and sweet seed in the deepest reaches of her port and chamber.
Both lay panting for air once the afterglow wore out and both stopped moving, still connected and now cuddling enjoying their blissful release. She straddled him and caressed his chest and he kissed her forehead and caressed her back.
They never thought they will be doing this twice...
"That was...," he smiled, trying to find the right words. "...exquisite."
"Mm, it was," she purred, for once not ashamed that her armour and helmet was off. "Better than I thought possible."
Optimus laughed and cupped her cheek, leaning up to kiss her lips. She purred and couldn't resist bucking her hips slightly, even though he was soft, he was still within her. He groaned and she lapped up his wonderful expression, drinking in his lust for her.
"Elita," he moaned, feeling himself start to go hard again as she continued to roll her hips.
"Yes?" she said innocently.
"If you don't stop, I'm...I won't be able to control myself," he gasped.
"Hmm," she said, pretending to consider before leaning down and whispering in his audio. "Do you really want to control yourself?"
"No," he admitted before grasping her hips and helping her to move.
She cried out in delight as she felt his spike become hard again and start to thrust into her again. She knew she'd ache later but right now she didn't care, besides, they had a decent washroom here and she could luxuriate in a hot bath later. Right now, all she wanted was to ride her lover into another powerful overload.
Oddly enough, even though she was normally very careful of her body, she didn't even consider what all that fluid being pumped into her chamber could result in, she was just enjoying herself far too much. The same went for Optimus, it had been so long since he'd had a physical relationship with someone, Megatron most definitely not counting and he just felt so good right now.
She tipped her head back, relishing the feel of the sun against her back and head, what a planet he had found to stay on. It was overtly organic but Optimus and his team had been here long enough to turn their island base into a proper home. While the surface was mostly organic, underground was a different story and she found herself loving the whole arrangement.
Maybe she would stay...
...
Earlier in the night...
Prowl sneaked in Blackarachnia's ship and looked around for the main computer.
In his way he found weapons and maps of the different planets and galaxies. As he continued looking he saw what he was looking for.
Once the computer was on-lined he saw a menu for other maps and then looked for it and saw the locations the Decepticons looked for them already... It seemed they were busy enough since a lot of places were marked.
"How obsessed he became with Optumus?" The cyberninja could not believe it.
Looking around for another menu he saw more files and news from the Autobots. Opening it seemed that an intelligence officer under the name of Longarm Prime was under the job of finding Optimus' team. But of course he found nothing and the Autobots seemed puzzled at where they might be.
It seemed that they find out that Optimus carried a son for Megatron which surprised Prowl... "How would they know that?" Then again, Megatron must have his own spies in the Autobots and somehow that little piece of information should have leaked depending on how much the Decepticon leader digged in said faction.
There was another menu for news... They said that they were looking for Optimus' missing team as well and some others said about his carrying, claiming that he must be hiding Unicron knows where because of his shame.
Prowl frowned remembering how much they asked for Optimus' rescue to the Autobots but they only moved their fingers to cut the transmission or delete their messages asking for help... Which of course made him believe that someone very much high ranked was working for Megatron besides that they really didn't cared about them at all. It was not like they were really looking for them.
Looking into another menu he could see that this indeed was true as it was Megatron the only one looking for them, hiring dealers and renegades that had the job of finding their team. It also said he amounts of the tempting reward and the price of failing. Their last known location... The destroyed space bridge.
According this, the price rose with the passing years just as the punishment for failing.
Prowl's worry risen at this... Megatron will not give up on them... On Optimus... On Valour...
More than ever they needed to be prepared. Maybe the spider and Optimus were intimate now, but still Megatron can track her here if she stayed and he couldn't allow that... He needed to speak with her once she and his friend finished what they started.
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Of course, Blackarachnia and Optimus were blissfully unaware of this as they continued to make love as the sun climbed higher and higher. Prowl hadn't returned to his watch and instead had gone to his room, feeling that there would be plenty of time to discuss things with Ratchet during the day.
"Such stamina," Blackarachnia complimented her lover as he continued to thrust up into her. "Where do you get it?"
"Having a sparkling gives you a lot of energy," Optimus chuckled in reply, massaging her hips even as he continued to encourage her to ride him.
"Fatherhood suits you," she said seriously. "My handsome Mech."
"Beautiful Femme," Optimus replied as they gently kissed, before turning more passionate as the thrusts became faster and harder.
Their third overload was long and sweet, lasting several minutes as the exhausted Femme collapsed down on her mech. Wrapping his arms around her, Optimus kissed her and whispered.
"There's a waterfall nearby, we can bathe and then go back to the base for breakfast."
"Mm, sounds good," she mumbled, feeling very tired but knowing they couldn't go to sleep here. There was a much greater chance that one of the island's occupants would stumble across them and she didn't relish that at all. While she might be comfortable with Optimus seeing her naked form, she did not want any others to see it.
Optimus gently lifted her up and to one side, groaning as his spike slid out of her. Carefully reattaching his codpiece, he found the pieces of her armour she'd discarded and helped her get dressed. And then in a very gallant move, he scooped her up and began carrying her to the waterfall. She sleepily rested her head against his broad chest, feeling so happy.
"Does your son come into your room at night?" she questioned and Optimus looked down at her and said. "Sometimes, but he's a lot better nowadays and he doesn't come once he's fallen asleep. Why?"
"I wouldn't mind visiting you there, once everyone is recharging," she said seductively, loving the stunned but rather excited look on his face.
"I'm sure we could arrange that," he said, giving her a nuzzle. "I have a washroom attached to my quarters; it'd be easy to get cleaned up afterwards."
"Hmm, unless we make another mess in the tub," she said suggestively as he laughed.
Once the waterfall was reached he entered with her and both tried to clean up. However the water was cold and reached up for his warmth again shivering as she did so.
"Oh.. Elita... I'm sorry.. I forgot you can get cold," He said wrapping his arms around her trembling frame.
"I-isss o-ok... You.. Y-you d-didn't know..." She stuttered.
"Come on, let's get out." He then took her up in his arms and carried her back to the base. At least they were clean now and out of lubricants and transfluid.
Luckily there was no one up... Everybody seemed to be recharging, so, he headed up to his quarters with her and once inside he locked the door, entered the bathroom and filled the tub with warm water.
"Come on, Elita, get in there, it will make you feel better." He pointed and she did so. "Thank you..." She said entering in the water and then started removing her armour once she stopped shivering.
Optimus looked amazed at her naked beauty and how she lowered back into the tub.
Noticing her audience, she motioned with her index finger for him to came closer and once he knelt in front of it, she reached for his head and pulled him into a deep and soft kiss.
They continued kissing before he reached for her body again and caressed her soft and naked breasts. She mewled in the kiss enjoying his attentions feeling how his hand reached down and deeper into the water to feel her soft and inflamed port before inserting two fingers inside.
She gasped in the kiss as he touched her again and spread her legs wider, moving her hips to encourage him to touch her deeper-
"Daddy? Are you in there?" Valour knocked at the door interrupting them.
"Frag it," Optimus cursed, jerking backwards as she moaned in disappointment. Giving her a very regretful look, he said. "Sorry, I need to handle this."
"Go on," she said, waving a hand and settling back down into his bath.
"Yes Valour, I'm in here," Optimus called back.
"Whatcha doing?" Valour questioned from outside the door. "Can I come in?"
"Sorry son, no," Optimus said gently. "I'll be out in just a minute, why don't you head to the Rec Room and we'll have breakfast together?"
"Are you naked?" Valour asked innocently, making Blackarchania snigger. "I've seen you naked daddy..."
"Yes, I know," Optimus said patiently, sighing. "But you can't come in Valour."
"Lita's not in there is she?" Valour asked making his father choke and Blackarchania snigger even more.
"Never you mind," Optimus said sternly. "On you go now."
"Okay," Valour sighed before saying. "You can tell me, I won't tell Sari or Bumblebee."
"Sure you won't," Optimus muttered as he heard his son run off to the Rec Room. Turning to his lover, he said softly.
"I'm sorry about that, he won't take no for an answer."
"No matter," she said with a shrug before asking. "You're not embarrassed about me are you?"
"No, never," he said firmly. "It's just...Valour might get certain ideas and I don't want him pestering you. He'll want to know if...you're going to be his mother."
She smiled kindly... It was everyone's dream.. To have a beautiful and smart sparkling to love you and accept you.
"I'll be in the rec room, see you there." He said reaching back down to kiss her before he left.
"Hmm..." She then decided to relax a little in her bath, but then her tanks rumbled and she knew she will need something to refuel.
Sighing, she lifted herself from the tub... With difficulty...Her legs were so wobbly and weak... Maybe fragg Optimus too much times was not a good idea after all...Even if it felt SO good.
She bit her lower lip as her processor remembered what they did with luxury of details. Then, when she was fully armoured again, she decided to walk to the rec room... Or stumble to it...
"Fragg it!" She cursed admitting defeat and transformed into her spider form. At least like this she will have other six legs that will support her.
Once she reached the rec room, Prowl watched her and smirked at her before covering his mouth. Her eight optics frowned at him before she barked to the cyberninja, "What?!"
"Oh... Nothing..." He said obviously noticing her dilemma and then looked at Optimus with a knowing look who once he saw his friend back, understood what he meant and flushed deeply.
"Uh, can I help you, Elita?" Optimus asked sheepishly, hoping that no one would notice his embarrassment.
Of course, one bot did notice...
"Are you okay?" Valour asked loudly, seeing how wobbly she was when she transformed back into Femme mode.
"I'm fine," she said rather tightly because she was feeling quite sore now. "I just...over exercised a bit too much last night."
"Oh," Valour said in understanding. "Bumblebee sometimes races too fast and he gets sore, where you racing?"
"No, a different exercise," she said, giving Optimus a sly look as he gently carried her over to a chair. He flushed and mumbled that he'd get her a cube.
"Thank you," she purred as she looked over at Valour. "So little one, what are you up to today?"
"Bulkhead is taking me and Sari on a trip up the mountains," Valour said happily. "Bumblebee is going to come with us; we're going to go camping."
"They do that every year," Optimus said with a smile as he walked back with a cube. "Valour is a very experienced camper now, aren't you?"
"Uh huh," Valour said proudly. "I know how to build a shelter, make a fire and protect the forest."
"What a clever Sparkling you are," Blackarachnia congratulated as she drank deeply from her cube.
Prowl couldn't help but smile, she could be quite charming and Valour clearly liked her alot. He wondered, would it be really cruel to send her away? Optimus was looking a lot happier with her and no doubt it would do him good to have a partner...but did her presence meant a greater chance they'd be discovered? He really needed to talk with Ratchet and see what his thoughts were and then they could talk to Optimus. He already knew Bumblebee and Bulkhead would probably argue for her to stay, if only to see their leader happy.
And goodness knows, Optimus deserved to be happy, after all he'd been through.
Author's note. What does Prowl discuss with Ratchet? What are Megatron and Starscream up to? Find out next time, until then.
