Samantha POV: My eyes fluttered a few times as I slowly became aware of the soft clicking of pans from the kitchen along with music. The blanket wrapped around me was pushed to the floor and I stumbled a little, trying to untangle my feet before finally gaining freedom to go check on what ever Jazz was doing. Soft carpet gave way to cool wood and I was granted my first look at him dancing around the stove to what ever song he was enjoying. What looked to be fish was sizzling away in the pan and I couldn't help but chuckle as he pranced over to me and twirled me in a circle. "Ah figured ya'd be getting up soon. How ya feeling?" Fingers combed my hair back out of my eyes as he lifted me up to sit on the counter. "Not bad. What the hell happened this morning? I vaguely think I remember David being here." He chuckled, kissing me lightly. "Well, ah accidentally beat down yer friend Derek." My face pulled into a small glare. "How do you accidentally beat someone down, Jazz?" "He was running toward yer door with a gun. Didn't know who has was so ah cracked with a frying pan and choked him out. Turns out he was just worried cause ah put all the phones on mute so ya lil ladies didn't get woken up. He thought something happened and was coming to save ya." I groaned, slumping back until my head hit the cabinets. "Great." "Then David showed up with the others, ya told him ah was god, then passed out again." My brows scrunched together, watching him. "I told David, that you were god?... What?" Jazz chuckled, rubbing my legs. "Ah believe yer exact words were. Ahm now sure of 2 things. There is a god, and his name is Jazz. 4 hours straight, non stop orgasms. Fucking amazing. Then ya passed out." My head banged into the wooden door behind it until Jazz lifted me from the counter and laid me over his shoulder, granting me a great view. "Why aren't you wearing pants?" I could hear the smirk in his voice when he answered. "I kinda thought ya might like what ya saw, since ahm god and all." A sharp snort of air escaped and I reached down to slap his ass, making him chuckle. "Just simmer down now. Yer foods almost ready, then ah'll gladly tire ya out again. Hopefully without the rude wake up ya got this morning." The light click of something that I guessed was the stove sounded before we were walking to the other side where the plates and what not were kept. The soft click of the cupboard doors processed the tinkle of glass clicking against granite counter tops before we were back at the stove. I sat up as much as I was able, trying to see what he was doing, though I didn't have long to wait until I was set down in a chair with my plate. "I take it you're not eating with me yet again." My hair was roughed up slightly. "Already ate mehn while it was cooking. Enjoy lil lady." I sighed, before shaking my head. "I don't know why you do that. You only ever eat with me when I get pushy. I don't want to upset you but I kinda feel like you don't want to eat with me." Jazz sank some, hands falling onto my shoulders to rub lightly. "Ain't that Sammy. Next time ah'll eat with ya, promise." A kiss was pressed to my forehead. "I'll hold you to that." He smirked, taking up a seat next to me while I ate my dinner...
Jazz POV: I sighed, the soft scent of lavender drifting from Samantha after her bath. She'd opened up a lot in the past 3 weeks, not that she was closed off before, but she was even more cuddly now. She didn't seem keen on leaving my side either, which was fine with me. I liked having her close. The only issue was I found myself getting rather possessive of her around her friends. It didn't bother her as much as I thought it would and she even seemed kind of happy that I would pick her up, or sit between the two of them. I'd had past lovers that had left over it but I'd always felt that way with them. I hoped that she wouldn't go also. The way she acted told me she enjoyed being submissive to me though and liked that I took charge. David was starting to get nervous, apparently humans that started behaving that way usually got out of hand. I'd got that under control quite a while back though, even though I couldn't completely get rid of the drive to own who ever I was with it had slacked enough I wasn't going to hurt her friends. The aggressive side of the coding had quieted down long ago. The parts that were left seemed to her liking anyhow so I didn't really see her getting upset. Fingers brushing over my chest brought me out of my thoughts to see her watching me. "Sorry lil lady. Just thinking." A soft smile curved her lips up and she snuggled up closer to me, tugging the blanket around her shoulders. "Get some rest. Ah know yer tired."
My eyes drifted to Samantha for what must have been the hundredth time in the last several minutes as she finished up her meal. She'd caught me more than a few times already and I'd have to tell her what was on my mind before long. "OK, what's wrong?" The fork clicked softly against the plate as it was pushed to the side and I pulled her over into my lap. "Wanna show ya something. Hav'ta go somewhere private though." She frowned up at me but it turned to a smile as I kissed the corners of her mouth. "Should have told ya before, but ah was worried ya'd be afraid. That's the last thing ah want." And her frown was back. "I'm not afraid of you Jazz. You haven't given me any reason to be." Arms wound around my neck and I sighed as she leaned in to kiss me. "Ah hope ya keep thinking that way. Come on. Wanna take ya out to the lake." Fingers brushed through my braids lightly before she stood from my lap, tugging my hands after her.
The trees loomed over us as I rolled over the rough ground that would probably be better suited to walking than driving. With any luck that would be how we left here. Samantha glanced over, smiling at me as she held my hand. I really hoped she would stay so relaxed after this. Several more minutes passed before the lake came into view and I pulled along the edge, hurrying over to get the door for her. A sigh whoshed from my vents as I watched her step out and hop up onto a rock to sit. "So what was it you wanted to show me?" For a moment I thought about stalling but decided against it since it'd probably make her as nervous as I was. "Just promise meh y'all stay here. Even if ya get scared, just give meh a chance to explain." Her brows furrowed. "I promise Jazz. You're really jumpy." "Sorry about that. Just worried that ah'll end up with no one again." A heavy sigh escaped from her before she slipped from the rock and hugged me tightly. "I'm not going anywhere Jazz. You're too sweet and kind for this to be anything that would make me want to leave you alone." This really shouldn't be that hard, but I didn't want to lose the only friend I had. "Well isn't this sweet! Two flesh bags getting cuddly!" I nearly sobbed as I saw the other mech standing in the tree line. "Oh come on! Really!? Ya couldn't just fragging stay over there and nap?!" He looked confused as Samantha began stumbling backward. "Easy lil lady. He ain't gonna bother ya. Ah'll rip his spark out if he comes any closer!" The other mech laughed loudly. "Mech ah really wouldn't if ah were ya. The only reason ah haven't already taken ya down is because ah don't wanna scare her. But if ya push y'all be sorry. Names Jazz, maybe ya heard of meh." Sam looked up at me nervously as I held her. "Its OK lil lady. Ahm like him. Need ya to stay here. Know yer scared but right now ah can't let ya go until he leaves." She swallowed hard, burying her face and I unfolded from my alt mode to glare down to other mech. All traces of amusement were long gone now as he took a step back. "Get out of meh sight! Or ah'll turn ya to scrap!" He didn't waste any time hurrying away and I blew out a vent, turning to Samantha as she began struggling to get away. For a second longer I held onto her, being sure she wouldn't fall when I let my holoform vanish. "Easy... Ya promised..." Her eyes widened, watching me before slowly sinking to her butt still looking up at me. I joined her after a moment, gently touching her hand. "He was scared of you... You're half his size." I grinned a little, trying at lightning the mood. "Ya calling meh lil?" For a second she seemed confused before cocking her head to the side and running her fingers along mine. A look of contemplation crossing her face. "You're warm. I expected metal to be cold." Tiny fingers wrapped around one of mine as she looked up at me in awe. "So what was that thing that I spent the last month fucking?" I let out a vent in relief and pulled her over into my lap. "Its called a holoform, it's just a really advanced hologram." She looked thoughtful before reaching toward my face until I picked her up. Fingers tickled over my cheeks and up to my helm fins making me lean into the attention. "Can you feel?" "Of course. Those are rather sensitive too, feels good." For a second longer she lingered there before tracing over my visor and down to my mouth. "Wow... Who built you?" I couldn't help the small laugh that escaped at her wonder. "No one built meh lil lady. Ah was born just like ya were. Ahm just as alive as anyone else." Her hair tickled between my fingers as I petted over her head. "Amazing... Where did you come from?!" Excitement edged into her voice, banishing the last of my nervousness as she began picking over my frame while I answered what ever questions she might have...