Chapter Three: Easing Tension

Ana woke slowly, not quite aware of where she was. The walls and machines surrounding her felt unfamiliar and she quickly bolted upright, darting her gaze around the room as if searching for a threat. Her green eyes settled on a mass of silver lying on a metal bed next to her. She squinted her eyes and could barely make out a slow movement above the silver creature. Her hand scrambled around beside her till she found her glasses and put them one. When she looked back up, memories of the past few days flew through her mind. A different dimension, Transformers….Barricade.

It all came back to her and she gasped. So it hadn't been a dream after all. They really did end up in the Transformers world and if she was to guess right, judging by the blue glow of a visor, they were in Jazz's room.

"Hey there, yer awake. Thought ah'd be waiting awhile fer one a ya to rise'n shine." The sliver mech said. Ana yawned and rubbed under her glasses to wipe away the morning eye crust, secure in the knowledge that she wasn't anyplace dangerous.

"Mmmm, what time is it?" She asked, another yawn escaping her mouth before she feel backwards onto the cot that had been procured for her.

"Exactly 8:00 am on the dot. It's still pretty early, and ya had a long day yesterday. Ya should probably catch a few more hours of recharge." He suggested. Ana thought about it. It sounded so tempting to just roll back into a ball under the warm covers and just sleep some more. A whining from beside her made her choice for her. Missy nosed her way out from under the blankets and looked up her with big pleading eyes.

"Don't have much of choice but to get up, gotta take Missy outside to use the bathroom and I'm getting kinda hungry. Think anyone would be willing to show me around since I think you're a little occupied?" She asked pointing to her friend still with Jazz but now laying spread eagle on his chest instead of in his hand. Jazz chuckled and lightly ran a figure down Aurorah's back. The light in his blue visor flickered for a moment and he turned to her with a smile.

"Captain Lennox said he'll take ya. He's headin' ta the rec room for some chow and is willin' ta make a stop fer ya little friend."

"Alright cool. Maybe I can even get some clean clothes. I could really go for a nice hot shower right now." Ana grinned at the thought. It was just want she needed. A nice breakfast and a hot shower to wash away they stress of the past couple days.

Jazz lifted his hand to her. She picked up Missy and stepped onto his palm and held onto one of his fingers for support as he lowered her to the ground.

"Lennox is waitin' outside." He told her.

"That didn't take long for him to get here."

Jazz gave her another smile as he shifted back to a more comfortable position on his berth.

"He wasn't far off ta begin with, hence the reason he was willin' ta escort ya around." He waved his hand in a shoo gesture, the smile still firmly in place. "Now off with ya. Yer buddy there is gettin' a little antsy."

Ana shook her head and opened the human sized door to the hallway. William Lennox stood there in all his amazing military glory, looking as real as the Autobots do. He nodded his head at her and held out his hand in greeting. She moved Missy to her other arm so she could properly shake his hand.

"William Lennox, Captain of the NEST team, nice to meet you." He had a strong firm grip when he shook her hand and she gave him a small smile.

"Anastasia Rustenholtz, but please just call me Ana. Less of a mouth full if ya get my drift." She said as she let his hand go. Will gestured for them to walk and she moved to his side as he led the way.

"Since you're not a soldier you can call me Will then."

Ana smiled and nodded before setting Missy down on the ground. Will gestured for her to follow his as he started heading off in what she assumed was the direction to get outside, Missy strutting just a few feet ahead.

"So what's the dog's name?" Will asked, breaking the silence that had settled over them

"Her name's Missy, though I usually just call her babe; it's what she responds to mostly."

Will nodded before letting out a light chuckle.

"I find it hilarious how you two managed to run into a huge alien race of robots and still managed to bring your animals along."

She smiled in slight embarrassment. It was kind of funny that their pets had managed to be right with them when they were transported into an alternate dimension. To think…they were here…with the Transformers. A thought came to her and she frowned, glancing away from Will. They were here…alone…all the people they used to know, gone, in a single instant. Her friend Amy who she grew up with, her crush who she had dreamt about because she knew he would never like her, and even her college degree which she would never get now. Her life in that dimension was cut off and now she had to start anew.

"Hey, you okay?"

Ana snapped back to reality and let out a small laugh, she had to stop doing that. She couldn't allow others to catch onto her darker thoughts, she had to be positive…if she didn't…she felt a darker part of her would start taking over. She stomped on those negative thoughts and brought a smile to her face.

"Sorry, was still kind of half-asleep I guess. Even though I get up early, I doubt I'll ever be a morning person."

Will gave her a considering look before shrugging it off and patting her shoulder with a smile.

"To be honest with you, I was never much of one myself." He admitted.

She laughed and followed behind Will as they made their way through the open hanger. Missy dashed out and ran in circles on the dry dirt before sniffing all over the place. Ana kept an eye on her as she walked with Will along the outside of the building. A loud explosion made her jump and cover her head in surprise. She nervously look around for the source of the noise, but she couldn't see any. Will chuckled before patting her back to calm her down.

"Calm down, it's only Ironhide."

"Ironhide?"

Will nodded. "Yeah, he's the resident weapon's specialist. He practices his aim every morning out in the range."

Her thoughts brightened at the thought of Ironhide. She remembered that he was with the bots that had them upon their arrival. She was glad that they obviously landed in a time before the third movie happened. It was devastating to see the grumpy mech die in such a horrid way.

"Think we can watch? I do love explosions." She asked, clasping her hands in front of her.

Will smirked at her.

"Sure, this way." He said, nodding his head to the right.

Ana picked up Missy who had cowered at her feet at the thundering sound of the explosion, her nose hiding behind her arm to block out what scared her.

"Oh don't worry babe, he won't hurt you." She cooed.

She followed after Will only to gasp at what she saw when she turned the corner. A huge crater had been blown into the earth from what she guessed was one of Ironhide's weapons. Missy started wiggling in her arms and she was quick to set her back down. A black mech stood in the middle of the shooting range, smoke billowing out from his arm mounted cannons. It was Ironhide and he looked strong and confident.

Ana couldn't help the grin that stretched her face and she ran after Missy to meet the old bot.

Aurorah slipped passed the Medbay, moving as silently as possible as to not alert Ratchet that she was anywhere nearby. She knew the medic had wanted to see her when she woke up, but she really didn't feel up to being anywhere near him. Not after yesterday.

As soon as she was sure she was far enough away, she made a mad dash down the hall. She wasn't sure where she was going, the walls were just as plain as they were yesterday but she felt she just needed to move around. Strange since she was usually to lazy to do anything even remotely active. She felt so energized since coming here.

She slowed to a walk when she neared a room that was bustling with noise. She peered in to find many people, humans and bots a like milling around together, chatting, watching TV and eating.

'This must be therec room' Aurorah thought. It was large, made so it could fit the various sized mechs all around. There were balconies lining the walls filled with tables and comfortable couches for the humans to relax were they weren't in the way of the large bots on the ground level. There were even some game tables like Ping-Pong and such. It reminded her of the building at her college were all the students hung out, with the big open bottom floor and the upper deck with big windows overlooking the school. It wasn't anyplace she wanted to be at the moment though, too many people. She gave a quick glance around to make sure Ana wasn't in the room before continuing down the hall.

She wondered the halls aimlessly. There was no destination for her, only the desire to get away for a little. It was so much to take into her mind. It was cool to be in the presence of the Transformers, beings who were only cartoons in her world. But it was also scary. These amazing beings were in the middle of a war and she and Ana had being dropped right into it. Would they be captured by the Decepticons, would they cause problems for the Autobots? They had no training in fighting in a war so there was nothing they could do to help. Course they had the strange energies, but they didn't even know what it was.

She had passed a door when a soft moan caught her attention. It sounded pained. She backed up to the room and peered inside. It looked like a apartment, a very large apartment. Probably one of the Autobot's but why would they leave to door open. She contemplated going inside. It was rude to just waltz into someone's place, but on the other hand whoever was in there sounded hurt.

Aurorah made her mind up and entered. The door behind her slid closed softly and her eyes widened. How the hell was she supposed to get out? The room had no human sized doors.

'Well that's just great!' She thought. 'Hope whoever lives here doesn't punt me to China for evading their space.'

She walked around what looked like a living room. There was two large couches in front of a large TV. There was a couple game stations with super-sized controllers for alien robot convenience. Papers and what looked like datapads, littered parts of the floor and most of the counter space in the room. There was a metal computer terminal with floating see through displays. On one of the counters was what she guessed was a energon dispenser and a round table with two chairs were placed in a dining room space.

She moved around the clutter on the carpeted floor and went over to a tiny hallway with an open door. Another moan had her freezing. She inched slowly to the door. The only things in the room was a large berth that was covered by a foam mattress and had two pillows and a soft looking blanket. To the side there was a end table with datapads and a lamp. There was a book cases that held disks and more datapads. A couple pictures occupied some of the space on the shelves. Posters covers the walls tastefully and she felt much better here than she did in the hall.

No dressers were in the room and she figured they didn't need them since they didn't wear clothing. She moved further into the room and froze again when she spotted the source of the moans. It was Jazz.

'Wait, wasn't his room closer to the medbay.'

'Idiot!' Vegeta scoffed. 'Couldn't your puny mind tell the place was a medical room?' She frowned inwardly at the voice and shook her head to clear her mind.

'Don't listen to the voices Aurorah. They only wish to mock you.'

'But of course, I only exist to make your life miserable. Its fun really.'

'And I'm here to make you happy!' Nappa chimed in. Vegeta scowled.

'Shut up Nappa, no one was speaking to you.' He told the bald sayian.

'Kay!'

Aurorah snapped out of her thoughts when she herd a pained hiss and the grinding of metal. She quickly ran up to Jazz's side to see what was wrong. He was leaning against his berth his right hand clutched the left side of his abdomen and one arm hung limply at his side. A couple pieces of silver armor plating sat next to him and she saw the thick cables in his side. He was in pain and she didn't know what do. Should she call Ratchet?

"Jazz?" she said softly, placing her palm to his heated metal plating. At first he didn't seem to have heard her, but before she call to him again he turned to her with a small smile.

"How'd ya get in here ya sneaky femme?" he asked. She rubbed his plating in what she hoped was a comforting way. It wasn't much but it was all she could think to do for him at the moment.

"I was wondering the halls again. Heard your moans and found the door open so I let myself in." She shrugged as if it was no big deal. Jazz chuckled in amusement.

"Ya seem ta do that a lot. Could get ya trouble ya know." He told her.

"I know." She looked up at him with worried eyes. "What's wrong Jazz?"

"Nothin' ya should worry about. Ah can take care of it."

Aurorah frowned and softly slapped his thigh.

"Don't give me that crap you lugnut. Tell me what hurts and maybe I can help." She said. He tilted his head to her and his visor dimmed slightly. He considered her offer. It couldn't hurt to have a little help. Especially if Aurorah was offering. He could use some of her warmth for his pain. He nodded his agreement and shifted to his human sized form. He wasn't as tall as Ratchet but at what she guessed was about seven – seven and half feet tall he still towered over her.

"Okeh, so here's the problem. Ever since Ah awakened from stasis, ma muscle cables have been cramping in ma shoulders an' especially ma sides were ol' Megs tore me up. Ta get ta them Ah have ta remove ma armor. Ah can get ma side ones off but getting' ta ma shoulders is too painful. Plus ma hands are a bit big to massage them out. Femmes were the bots trained ta do that kinda thing because of their smaller fingers."

Aurorah looked at her hands and they were definitely smaller the Jazz's. She gazed up into his blue visor questionably.

"Have you told Ratchet about this?" She asked him. He shook his head, wincing and rubbing the exposed cables in his side.

"Nah, there ain't much Ratch can do beside give meh an injection for the pain."

True. If Jazz couldn't rub them his self then Ratchet probably couldn't do it either. And pain killers would only do so much. He needed someone to sooth the cables with their hands and probably on a regular basses till he got back to shape.

"Alright," She nodded. "I'll do it. How do want me to go about this?"

"Well first ah need to get the rest of ma armor off. Though ma shoulder and sides hurt the most some of the cables on other parts a meh could use a good rubbin', if that's okeh with ya?"

Aurorah blushed at the thought. Removing the armor of a Cybertronian was like striping them naked. He would be bare for her to see.

"Uh, yeah, that's fine with me. Wanna make sure you feel better." She said softly. Jazz smiled brightly and ruffled her hair with his large hand.

"Thanks. That's awfully sweet of ya." He laughed when her face grew brighter at his words.

"Well, shall we?" He gestured to his self and the red-headed nodded and hurried over to him.

Jazz and Aurorah proceeded to remove the armor from the saboteur's body. The silver mech didn't seem at all bothered about stripping down in front of her and that made her all the more embarrassed.

When the last of the silver plating hit the floor, Aurorah couldn't help but take in a good look at Jazz's now revealed protoform. He was still silver but the hue was darker and the cables and plating looked so much like the muscle structure of a human. It was fascinating to see how much their species anatomy resembled each other. Her eyes roamed further down and she breathed a sigh of relief she hadn't known she was holding when she found that his privates were still covered.

"Disappointed baby? Ah could fix that if ya like?" Jazz asked her a sly grin spreading his lips as his hand started to move down. He may have been in pain but that wouldn't stop him from having a little fun with the femme. She was just too cute not to. Aurorah's eyes widened at what his words implied. She shook her head, her hair whipping around her face, the brightest blush he had seen on her yet covering her face from hairline to neck.

He gave a bark of laughter. Yes, definitely too cute. He slowly lowered his self to the ground on his stomach. He crossed his arms in front of him and rest his head on them. He turned to regard her with sultry smile.

"What ya waitin' for babe, ya got meh a silver platter so get over here. This mech needs ya ta give him a lil' TLC." He purred, his engine rumbling in anticipation.

She quickly scrambled over to his side and fell to her knees, not sure what to do or were to start.

"S-so, how to you want me to do this?"

"Get on ma back. It's a better position. Will make getting' ta the sore cables easier."

She looked unsure about the idea of being on his back. He was already in pain and she didn't want to make that worse by sitting on him. His visor faded to black and waited, a obvious sign of trust and she took a deep breath.

She lifted her left leg to move onto the other side of him and straddled his back. He winced and moaned, tensing up and tempting her to get off him. A hand grabbed her ankle before she could move.

"It's okeh. Jus scoot up a lil' and ah'll be fine." He assured. She scooted up closer to his shoulders and the tenseness left his body a little.

"Now jus start rubbin' till ahm putteh in yer hands."

She took in a deep breath and let her hands move over to his shoulders. She hesitated for moment, releasing the air she had sucked in and then proceeded to smoothed them over the taut cables. She pressed the heel of her palms to them and started a firm rub.

A low moan escaped Jazz when some of her fingers slipped through the thick cables to the sensitive wiring below. His engine started a rumbling purr, sounding like a content panther. The thinner plating on his protoform loosened at the feel and he wiggled his shoulders, wanting her to rub under there. Small fingers glided under and stroked eliciting a louder moan.

She moved her hands from under the plating and slid down his upper arm and then back up to his neck. A few more firm strokes to Jazz's shoulders and she gently moved down till she was sitting on his hips. She pressed on the cables that were in his sides to find they were much stiffer than his shoulders. The silver mech winced when she applied more pressure to them.

"I-I'm hurting you aren't I? Maybe I shouldn't mess with your sides Jazz." Aurorah told him hesitantly. It was after all the area were Megatron had ripped him in half. She didn't want to damage something.

A rumbling growl was her awnser and Jazz's visor suddenly flickered on to a bright almost white blue.

"Don't stop! Primus don't stop!" he demanded, his voice husky and sensual and it sent shivers through her body.

"But-"

A quick movement under her had her squeaking is surprise. Large strong hands grabbed her arms and pulled her down. She was face to face with Jazz, so close their lips were almost inches from touching. She tried to back away but his strength was far greater than hers and he held her steady. She could feel a heat growing below her and she looked down. If she wasn't red before then she was now. Instead of his hips she sat now on the only armor covered part of his protoform. Her mind instantly went down the gutter. Her legs were spread on either of him, leaving them crotch to crotch. Then that meant the heat down there could only mean one thing, at least in her mind anyways.

"Oh my, Jazz…are you…are you aroused?" She could barely form the words and she hoped she was wrong. His saucy grin threw her hopes away and he nodded his head as if this was the coolest thing to happen to him.

"Oh yes baby girl, Ah most certainly am. Ah tell ya, ah haven't felt like this in a long time." His reply was so straight forward that she could only sit there and stare at him in shock. Did he just really admit to her that he was horny. Good lord what was with all these bots and being horny? First Ratchet and then Jazz!

"I was only massaging you. That couldn't have possibly turned you on like that….right?"

Jazz tilted his helm as if in thought. The hands that were grasping her arms slid down to her wrist and guided them to the cables in his sides. She wanted to pull away but Jazz wouldn't let her. Gently he moved her hands with his. He winced a few times but the longer he was massaged the less in pain he seemed to be and the more aroused he seemed to get. Aurorah tried not to think about it, that her actions were turning Jazz on but with the heat below her the needy moans the mech was making made not thinking about it very hard. It also didn't help that no matter how hard she tried, she too was getting very turned on. She did her best not to wiggle but the heat from his codpiece wasn't staying only there. It spread from that spot to her neither region and then through her body. It reminded her very much like what happened with Ratchet. Hot arousal and the irrational need to be one. To be taken and dominated by a strong male.

"J-Jazz," Aurorah whimpered, trying to get the mechs attention. He hummed his acknowledgement but otherwise didn't stop helping her massage his sides. "I think we should….STOP." The last word was uttered in a mix between a moan and gasp as Jazz arched his hips upward, grinding the hard warm metal of his codpiece against her covered sex.

Jazz growled and brought her head down to his. His lips brushed her ear and she shivered. Every part of her was turning super sensitive again.

"Tell meh what happened with ya and Ratchet yesterday. Why does his scent cover yer flesh?" He demanded. Aurorah blinked. Wait what? The hands that covered hers left and were placed on her hips, holding them firmly.

"Tell meh!" His growl turned into a snarl when she didn't awnser fast enough. One of his hands slid under the waist band of the cameo pants she was wearing, slipping past her panties to touch the soft slick lips of her sex. She remembered two thick metal fingers pumping in to her, the fire that burned her body and the feel of a mechs mouth on her flesh, nuzzling her breast.

"We-we touched. Dunno….what….why. It just….happened. Wanted….more but the feeling….just left." She tried to explain to him through her panting gasps. His fingers rubbed against her folds and she tried to push back, to make those fingers take the plunge, but Jazz held her fast, his touch feather light. He was teasing her.

A brush of warmth on her skin, like a gentle wind, left her sighing. A part of her flared out, making contact with that warm wind and merging with it. Tingles and pleasurable vibrations ran through her like sweet wine. These feelings were so much stronger then yesterday, so much more demanding. She was so deep within the feeling that she didn't even notice that her back was now to the ground and that Jazz leaned over her like a deadly predator.

"It's yer energy. It calls and wants meh to awnser." Jazz purred. He nipped and nuzzled her skin, delighting in the small moans he received from her. His pain though still present was shadowed by the heat of his increasing arousal.

He could still smell Ratchet on her and he huffed unhappily. He laid his body gently over hers, mindful of his hand that was still hidden beneath her clothes and rubbed, covering the other mechs scent with his. His EM field entwined with hers, ridding it of any other energies but his. He would make it known that she was his.

He had to be gentle though. He couldn't just take her like he wanted to. She was a human and one not of their dimension. But he had known, the moment she was within his sensor range that she was his. His spark had leapt in its casing when she had kissed him, thinking that he was in recharge. From then on he wanted to keep her in his hands at all times, to never let her out of his sight.

And then there was Ratchet. Jazz knew what happened in the exam room and knew the medic wasn't at fault, that when he was hit with the full force of Aurorah's special EM field that there wasn't much to be done. Jazz knew what her energy was supposed to do, but Primus if it didn't go against everything in his Alpha programming. The moment his olfactory sensors picked up Ratchet on the little femme it took all his will power not to jump up and attack him, to assert his place where Aurorah was concerned. He snarled his frustration and buried his helm into her chest.

The constricting confines of Aurorah's pants made it a little harder to touch her in his position and with a swift pull Jazz yanked both the pants and undergarment off along with removing her shoes and socks. He wanted all of her bare before him. Aurorah gasped when Jazz's free hand easily did away with her shirt and breast coverings leaving her naked once again in the presence of one of the bots. She shivered when the cool air hit her skin and she tried to cover herself. Jazz growled and pushed her hands away.

"Jazz, we really…shouldn't be doing this. We-we just meet." She moaned and grabbed his helm in her hands when his warm mouth latched onto a nipple. He sucked on it gently while his hand rubbed against the other. He finally allowed a finger to dip into her tight heat, pushing in only to stop when Aurorah yelped in pain. He felt around gently to find that she was still sealed, still innocent. The plating of his protoform bristled at the finding, a feral growl leaving his voice modulator and his engine revved stronger. He was going to be her first. But he had to ask. Humans had such a different view on interfacing then Cybertronians. Aurorah may have been tolerating his touches but she might not be too keen to allow him to take her. To interface so quickly after meeting someone was generally frowned upon in her society.

"Ah want ta take ya babe," Jazz growled, "but Ah'll stop if ya tell meh to." His visor snapped open to reveal two brightly glowing crimson optics. She was surprised at first because red eyes usually meant Decepticon but she figured this was the reason he wore his blue visor, to cover the fact that his optics were different than the other Autobots.

She gazed deeply into his optics and she saw nothing but honesty in them. He would stop if she told him to, let her get up and leave. But to be truthful, she didn't want too. Not because of some fangirlish part of her but because she knew she needed to. She needed to become one with this amazing mech.

Jazz closed his optics and waited for her awnser. The longer she took to reply the more he felt she was going to deny him. The thought of her turning him away made his spark shudder. But he would honor her request. It was ultimately her choice not his.

He felt her soft hands stroke his face plates and audio horns, causing him to shiver. He leaned into the touch and purred softly. His closed optics opened slightly to look down at her. Her soft smile and sparkling blues eyes made him relax. She lifted her head up to brush her lips against his.

"I want you Jazz. God I'm….I'm scared and not sure….if I'm making….the right choice but my heart says….to say yes." Aurorah whispered. His smile was bright and she felt a rush of emotions flood her, emotions that weren't hers swirl around her. The warm wind caressed her skin, feeling electric and making the hairs on her arms stand up.

"EM Field." Jazz whispered, answering her unasked question. Another finger joined the one that was still nestled in her heat. His pushed in and out in a slow pace making sure to rub the fleshy walls of her sex. She writhed and moaned under him as her hand caressed his helm and neck. He nipped her jawline as he gave a few more pumps inside before he removed his fingers.

Jazz sat up, wincing a little when his side protested the movement. He ignored it in favor of slipping his hand downward toward his codpiece. His interface felt constricted behind it but he delighted in the why Aurorah's eyes slowly followed his fingers as he traced the ridge of his codpiece. Her face flushed bright red when he removed it, his spike extending to full length causing him to hiss when the cool air hit him.

Aurorah's mouth hung open at the sight. She knew he would be big but she hadn't thought he'd that big. His shaft was almost as large as her forearm. It was bright silver and was ribbed on the underside with five glowing blue rings encircling the length of it. A silvery liquid beaded from the tip and she reigned in the desire to touch it. She was sure Jazz would let her if she did but she wanted to enjoy the sight of him, his beautiful form looming over her, silver protoform shining in the light that flooding from the window. And he was going to be hers.

Jazz leaned over her a smile gracing his lips. He nuzzled her cheek, breathing in her scent and the sound of her tiny laugh as he licked her like a happy puppy.

"Are ya ready Baby girl? Ah'm gonna be honest with ya and tell ta it's gonna hurt at first cuz yer're still sealed, a virgin as the humans call it." He warned.

Aurorah blushed and nodded. "I know."

He covered her mouth with his, biting and licking her bottom lip, asking for permission to taste her. She opened her mouth eagerly, allowing his glossa entrance. His kiss was soft as he explored her wet cavern, glossa sliding over her tongue giving it a fight for dominance. Moaning she leaned her head back to give him more.

As Jazz kept his mouth over hers he grabbed both of her legs to spread them further apart settling in-between the quivering thighs. He gripped his spike in his hand, guiding it to her warm entrance that was wet and ready. She felt the head probe against her folds and her muscles tensed in apprehension. Jazz stoked her thigh and aft, crooning softly in Cybertronian to relax her as he laid his body closer to hers so the vibrations of his engine could sooth.

Jazz placed his mouth beside her ear, rubbing his cheek platting against hers as he continued to whisper softly. He distracted and relaxed her enough to allow him to release his hold on his spike and quickly push it into her, breaking past her seal and filling her all the way.

Aurorah screamed and grabbed onto Jazz's shoulders when his thick spike entered her, stretching and filling her in a way she never though would happen. He was so massive but felt so perfect despite the immense pain. He didn't move for which she was thankful for. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, needing time to adjust to his size and let the throbbing ach ebb away.

Jazz felt her shudder beneath him and he nudged and licked her face worriedly. He didn't dare move inside her. She was so much more fragile than his kind and he didn't want to hurt her.

"Are ya alright?" he asked softy. She didn't answer right away and he patiently waited, listening to her slow breathing. When she finally opened her eyes he sighed in relief when she smiled and placed her hand on his cheek.

"I'm okay Jazz, I'm fine. Please, take me." She said. Jazz snarled with approval of her request, making her shiver at the sheer lust in his tone. He kept his optics glued to her his gaze intense. He didn't want to miss a thing. He wanted to see all of her expressions as he made her his.

Jazz slid his spike slowly out of her tight heat till just the tip of its head was left inside. Aurorah gasp at the empty feeling but it didn't last long before he was gently filling her again. He started a slow pace that allowed her to stretch and get a feel for him as he savored her slick walls. She arched her back, keening softly and it wasn't long before she was moving her hips in time with his thrusts. When his pace quickened she moaned and looped her arms around his neck digging her fingernails into the sensitive cables and wires causing Jazz to growl. He shifted, grabbing her hips and lifting so he could dive deeper into her, the head of his spike slamming into her core with fervor.

The heat was building in her and she knew she wasn't going to hold out much longer, not for her first time. Skillful metal digits roamed her sides and stomach as Jazz's spike thrust inside her.

So lost in their passion neither noticed when small blue glyphs began to form on Aurorah's arm. Jazz was thrusting so hard and fast into her, his frame quivering that she barley felt the sting that it was causing. It wasn't till the glyphs started slithering up her neck and face and up to her eyes that they finally took notice. Almost trance like Aurorah lifted her arms and placed her hands on Jazz's chest.

Jazz felt his spark shudder in its casing, trying to reach out to the human femme below him. He knew he shouldn't have but he couldn't stop it. The latches to his casing clicked open to reveal the white blue glow of his spark, thrumming with energy and arousal. He could feel Aurorah reaching into him, his spark meeting her small hands as they brushed the fog like wisps that floated around the edge of his spark. He gasped as they went deeper and he had to brace his hands on either side of Aurorah as his frame shuddered violently.

Jazz couldn't believe what he was doing. He was baring the very core of his being to the little femme. It was the most intimate action to engage in and was only reserved for bondmates. The further Aurorah reached in the more he was losing control. His spark gravitated to her, wanting to merge with her in a way he wasn't sure was possible. He pressed closer to her till his spark touched her skin and nestled between her breasts. He could hear the pounding of her heart as the little organ beat in time with his spark. He gritted his denta as the sheer force of the pleasure wreaked havoc on his systems, electricity surging through his body.

And that's when he saw it, the blue glyphs had tracked their way to her chest forming an intricate circle above where her heart would be and a little blue ball of light emerged it. It was a spark. He was shocked to say the least. A human possessing a spark, but it made sense in a way. Aurorah couldn't have an EM field without a spark and the fact that she wasn't even from their dimension made it even more plausible. He wished to touch it but he knew if he moved his hand then he would surly collapse and he had no intention of ruining this moment because he couldn't hold his weight. That would be embarrassing.

When their sparks finally merged it was like the world had stopped and focused solely on them and the flood of pleasure and emotions that flowed through them. Jazz could see her childhood, the trouble maker she was and the problems she had in school. How she had a hard time interacting with people and making friends. She was shy and feared rejection and it made speaking her mind difficult. But she was also loved. He could see her friends and family and how they laughed when she joked around and how they encouraged her to succeed. She was so proud of herself when she finished high school and got a diploma. He lived these memories as if they were his own.

Jazz also knew she could see his memories as well. He could feel her surprise when she found out that he had been a companion bot before the war. She saw their war and what it did to his home and the people he cared about, how his spark cried for what he lost. Everything he knew was destroyed and he was thrown into the fire to fight a battle he wasn't prepared for.

He looked at her to see tears pooling in her eyes. She was weeping for him. He knew she wasn't pitying him but doing what he could never bring himself to do, to shed tears for the people he had lost in this miserable war. She held him tightly to her and he wrapped his arms around her making sure to not put too much weight on her.

It wasn't long before their bodies could longer hold out and the climax that hit them was powerful. Aurorah's walls tightened almost painfully around Jazz's spike and milked the transfluid that filled her in a heavy stream. It was hot and strong and she couldn't hold in the scream that erupted from her mouth that matched in volume to the roar that came from Jazz. He gave her rippling sheath a few more deep thrust, a mix of clear and silver fluids leaking past his spike to pool below them. He buried himself inside her one more time and stilled content to keep sheathed in her warmth.

Jazz's spark sang happily to have finally have found it's mate and with a shuddering breath he laid his head by hers to lick her cheek. Aurorah giggled and her happiness surged through to him. He continued to keep their sparks merged making sure that the bond was strongly in place.

Aurorah placed her hands on Jazz's helm and stroked, rubbing her fingers lightly over the spikes of his audio horns. She wiggled a little under the mech's weight causing his spike to move in her and rub against her over sensitive walls. He growled, lifting his head and nipping her nose softly.

"Ya need ta stop yer squirmin' before ya get meh wound up again. Ah can go anotha couple rounds but Ahm not so sure ya can Babe. Ya look a lil' worn out." He said. Aurorah agreed. She was exhausted. Jazz had put her through one hell of a ride and though she loved every minute of it, it sure as hell made her feel sore. She knew she would be feeling it later real good.

Jazz eventually pulled his spark away from hers, leaving her feeling a little empty. A pulse of comfort filled her mind and she relaxed. It was strange to feel another mind within hers but otherwise felt right.

"Ah think that's gonna need some getting' used ta. But ya should get some rest. Ratch is gonna need to know 'bout this and Ah doubt that's gonna go over well." He grumbled, not to excited to see the medic so soon after what happened between him and his little femme. He fell over to his back pulling his mate on top him and grunted when the soreness returned. He was going to have to have Aurorah deal with that later. For now recharge was a must. He still kept his spike nestled in her, wanting their bodies to still stay connected. He wrapped his arms protectively around her and held her close, feeling her snuggle closer to him.

"Recharge Baby girl." He purred and kissed her on the lips, savoring her sweet taste. Her EM field entwined with his and she settled down to sleep, her ear pressed to his chest to listen to his spark.

It had been many vorns, but Jazz could finally say he was truly happy again.

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