A/N: This is one from Jermaine Voorhees. Enjoy!

Metroplex/C'belt (Cybertron)

Metropaloza

The femme looked at the one of the seemingly infinite number of images on the computer screen, and then to a data pad. She scribbled something on it, adjusted something on the screen, made a slight change to it and then added it to a heap of other such data pads.

This was her job. Adding the finishing touched to the new city. As simple as it seemed, it was a long tiresome process that requited a considerably large amount of patience.

She, and a few other such workers, were engulfed in this activity. She had been there for almost 2 Gigiantion days with no recharge.

She was literally punishing herself for the sake of finishing the city on time. Her wings shuddered from frustration and lack of sleep, but she kept on anyway.

She was so preoccupied with this work that she didn't realize that there was something creeping up behind her. It got closer, and closer and closer until it was practically on top of her.

"WHATCHA DOING THERE?!" Metroplex yelled. He had caught her completely off guard this time. The femme let out a surprised yelp, leapt out of her chair scattering the nice pile of data pads of her finished work all over the floor. She was greeted by an annoyingly content smile. She looked at the scattered data pads on the ground and glowered at him.

"What was that for?" she yelled at him.

Metroplex smirked.

"Ahh, just wanted to know 'ow mah favourite femme was doin'"

"Metroplex, I'm busy at the moment. If you want your city to be complete in the next 3 weeks as planned, you'd leave me be." she said.

"You're taking this to personally now, lassie."

"Oh don't "lassie" me. It was your instructions."

She turned around to look back at the screen which showed some of the "seemingly" complete parts of the new city. This blue, black and white cargo jet's job was to add the enhancements, but she wasn't going to finish what she had planned to finish that day.

Metroplex walked coolly over to the femme and placed both hands on her hips. She turned around to face him and he caught her off guard again, locking his lips over hers. She fought back a bit and the settled down, kissing him back.

"You, C'belt, need to relax. You're stressing yourself too much these days. When have you had a proper recharge?"

"I don't know." she grumbled, laying her head on his chest.

"And that's where I come in." he said pushing her down on the desk kissing her passionately. She moaned and got it to a more comfortable sitting position on the desk.

"Door, lock." Metroplex instructed the door.

Click: click…

C'belt looked at the door from over his shoulder.

"Since when could it do that?"

"Some time."

She giggled before pushing her lips against his again.

Metroplex's tongue slowly traced her lips and entered into it, fighting hers for domination of her mouth. She lost the battle and his tongue remained.

His hands soon reached the place that had been off limits to him for those few weeks. He undid her cod piece, broke the kiss and slowly got to his knees, kissing her body all the way.

Before she knew it, his tongue was all over her most sensitive wires. She offlined, put her head back and moaned as Metroplex continued. Deep moans came from his vocals as waves of pleasure were transferred from him to her and back again.

Lost in her thoughts, she didn't even feel him stop, but the realization came when she felt something warm on her neck. She onlined and looked at him. He had a smile on his face.

"Yer not gonta fall asleep are yah?" he asked.

"I'll try."

Metroplex laughed and removed his cod piece. His enormous cock hung loose next to her port as he continued to kiss her. He ran a hand across one of her wings as she moaned into his mouth. He smiled before he flexed his groin circuits and entered her.

She let out a small gasp and lay her head on the crotch of his neck. He smiled and begun to move his hips against her softly and he jerked into her to ensure she was still awake. She moaned softly onto his audio, the signal that she was relaxed.

He moved harder.

She moved her head and arched her back bringing their chests together. Metroplex's tongue ran against the damp skin on her neck before finding it's way into her mouth again.

He thrusted harder and deeper into her wiring, causing her to cry out her excitement and pleasure.

And now she remembered the other reason she made the room sound-proof; she would normally blow up on the amateurs from time to time when they did something extremely stupid and were sent to her office for punishment and the reason in process.

She couldn't keep her mouth shut.

She let out a soft groan as they neared overload together.

A few seconds more…and the big spill. It was over.

"That good enough for yah? C'belt?"

C'belt had finally slipped into recharge. Metroplex looked at her and smiled.

"Mission accomplished." he thought to himself.

He reattached both of their cod pieces, picked her up and carried her to their private quarters. He put her on the berth and kissed her on the forehead.

"'Night lassie."

"Numph metuphplux."