I have noticed that there aren't much Optimus/Sam moments, so I decide to make a chapter dedicated to them. A very long chapter. Please forgive me for any mistakes.
A warning in advance, there will be Adult themes, but not too explicit. Just dry humping and biting ;)
Hope you all enjoy it, and please leave a review.
Chapter 30: A Prime's claim and a Date with Optimus
Everything is quiet. Too quiet for Sam's taste. He peeked out from his door and looked both ways of the corridor. No signs of Ratchet. Sam's sighs in relief, but that doesn't mean he's out of the woods yet. Ever since he accidentally cussed at Ratchet, he was put on indefinite lockdown in his room. That was two days ago, surely Ratchet wouldn't hold a grudge for that long, right? Even if it's just one swear word.
Seeing that the coast is clear, he silently made his way to the control center. If he ever wants to get out from his punishment, Optimus is the only one that can save him. This wasn't the first time Ratchet punished him. And whenever he was punished for something, he would rushed to Optimus and start spilling fake tears. Optimus would fall for it hook, line, and sinker, and he's home free from Ratchet's clutches. He feels bad for tricking Optimus like that, but only he can save him from Ratchet. Optimus is his hero, his savior, his everything.
Once he reaches to the main hall, he examines the area. The area was empty, which was good and bad. The good part is Ratchet is nowhere in sight. The bad part is Optimus isn't around as well. And Ratchet could come back any moment now. He needs to find Optimus, and fast. With his communication devices confiscated, he has no choice but to use the main computers. As he makes a beeline towards it, he was suddenly lifted up.
"And where do you think you're going?"
Sam felt his heart stop for a second. Now he knows why his feet no longer touch the ground. Because Ratchet has him hanging by the back of his shirt. Ratchet turned him around so that he could see each other eye-to-eye.
"Ratchet, you're here quite early." Sam smiles innocently.
"I never left. I had a hunch you would sneak out from your room, and indeed I was correct. I know you all too well. You can't fool me, you sneaky little brat."
Sam gasped dramatically, feigning a hurt expression. "Ratchet! I can't believe you would think so lowly of me. I only came out to look for a broom and a mop. You know, do a little spring cleaning in my room."
"Excellent idea." A bucket of cleaning materials was shoved into Sam's arms. Sam looked at Ratchet with a puzzled look. "You can start by cleaning the whole Outpost."
Sam made a squawking noise, which made Ratchet almost chuckled. "You've got to be kidding me?! Do you know how long it will take for me to clean this whole interior?!"
"You forget exterior." He added.
Sam started struggling from Ratchet's hold. "I changed my mind. I want to go back being locked in my room."
"It's too late for that, Sam. You've dug your own grave, and no one is going to save you."
Sam was about to retort, until he spotted Optimus approaching to them. He never felt more relieved to see him. "Optimus, over here!" He shouted. "Save me from the clutches of the evil doctor!"
"I see what you're up to. You're trying to get to Optimus so that he can get you out from your punishment." Ratchet went from grabbing Sam's shirt to dangling him upside down by his foot, causing Sam to drop the bucket. Ratchet should've foreseen this. Sam does this every single time he's grounded. He goes to Optimus and have him bail him out. Optimus always has the softest spark for Sam.
"Actually, Ratchet, Sam and I have plans for this week."
"You do?!"
"We do?!" Both Ratchet and Sam said in unison.
"Sam will be accompanying me for a routine inspection. I would like to introduce him to the Rescue Force Sigma-17."
That got Sam's curiosity. He never heard of this Rescue Force. By the sound of it, it could be a rescue team. But he never received a memo about NEST adding a rescue team program. But it doesn't matter to Sam. As long as it can get him out of being in lockdown, he'll gladly go anywhere. Luckily, Ratchet's hold on him loosened, and he slipped off and landed on his feet.
"As much as I like to stay here and clean, but Optimus needs me, and he comes first." Sam tossed the bucket to Ratchet, and dashed to Optimus's passenger seat before Ratchet can grab hold of him again.
"It's still going to be here when you come back!"
"Ratchet, assign the cleaning duty to someone else." Optimus ordered.
Ratchet rolled his optics and nodded. It's no point in arguing with Optimus about Sam's punishment. He always gets Sam out of trouble. "Fine. Then you guys have to drive to Griffin Rock without means of a GroundBridge from here on out. That's less than three days depending on traffic."
Three days alone with Optimus. That's fine by Sam. Both him and Optimus have never had a chance to be alone together, due to Optimus being a Prime. And Primes have no vacation, so this is a perfect opportunity to have some quality alone time with Optimus. "I wouldn't mind taking the long away, Optimus."
"Then it is settled." Optimus revved up his engine and took the exit out.
Sam rolled down the window to stick his head out. "Bye, Ratchet! Don't miss me too much! I love you!" He yelled happily as he blew kisses at Ratchet.
"Just leave before I change my mind and have you clean the base!" But that doesn't stop the warmth that's flowing to his spark. A smile appeared on his faceplate as soon as Sam and Optimus are out from view. He really can't stay mad at him. Sam has that ability to have anyone love him.
As for the cleaning. Should he have someone clean the base? It rarely gets dirty, so there's no reason to worry. But just for the heck of it. "Bulkhead, Bumblebee. You guys got cleaning duty." He could already hear protest from them through the comlink.
Sam sighed happily as he breathes in Optimus' car smell. He had forgotten just how safe he feels when he's inside Optimus' vehicle mode. He leaned back against the seat and closed his eyes. "So, Optimus. Where are we going? You said something about an inspection and a Rescue Force or something."
"Yes, Sam. We are heading to a place called Griffin Rock Island. It is located across the country. I could have Ratchet open a GroundBridge for us to get there quickly. He was right about the designation time."
Sam shook his head. "I'm fine like this. We never actually get some alone time together. I'm always with Jack and the others. Then there's school. But I'm always available to spend time with anyone. And then there's you, being a Prime and all. You're always on mission, or fighting Decepticons, we never spend some time together." He trailed off, looking out to the window sadly. While they do have conversation in the base, they never go out together and enjoy each other's presence. Call him selfish, but he would rather have Optimus forget all that responsibility, and have him be with him all the time.
"Forgive me, Samuel. I never intended to cast you aside. If you desire, I could leave someone else in charge, and the two of us can 'hang out', if I'm using the human term correctly. And I'll shut off my communication device. That way, no one else can bother us."
"No, Optimus. Your responsibility as a Prime come first before all others' needs. Especially mines. The others need you, more than I need you." Sam looked away, preventing Optimus to see his burning face. That was a cheesy thing to say. In truth, he needs Optimus, so desperately. His mind, body, and soul craves for his attention, his presence, and his touch. But he won't say that out loud, to avoid embarrassment.
"Sam..." Optimus had heard that similar speech on the day he became a Prime, and from the same person. It really hurt that he made Sam lonely. Sure he has others, but he only wants him. But being a Prime doesn't excuse him for not spending time with him. It's time to make up for him.
With Sam facing away, it's the perfect time to reveal his secret. Quietly as he can, he activated a program from within his system. From then, something frizzled on the driver seat. A man with black hair and scarred face appeared on the seat. This man looked no more than his late 30's, but has the face of a young man. He appears to be 6'5 in height. He wears a gray camouflage uniform, and on top of it, he wears a military bulletproof vest with blue and red flames. The same goes for his shoulder pad and his arm. Its armor bear the same color scheme as the vest.
Fixing his hair a little bit to make it more presentable, he coughed to get Sam's attention. "Sam."
When Sam turned his head, he gasped out loud. "Optimus?" Optimus nodded. "But...how?"
"This technology is called a Holomatter, or Holoform, which is created and maintained by a 'Holomatter Generator'. I can appear in the form of a human." It's been a long time since he used his human avatar. He can feel how stiff the form is. "My human avatar resembles that of my Bot form. Any changes my Bot form has will apply to my human avatar."
Sam swallowed a lump in his throat. Seeing Optimus like this causes a strange and throbbing feeling below the belt. He cleared his throat, afraid the next thing he says might end up being squeaky. "Do the others have one?"
"Actually, no one but me and Megatron have a holoform. In fact, they know nothing this."
"Then why does Arcee have one?"
"The type she uses is a regular hologram. Emotionless and motionless."
That makes sense. But Sam was still confused of the information. "Then how come you and Megatron have one, but the others don't?"
A memory flashed before Optimus. In this memory, he was in his quarters on Cybertron, back when he was known as Orion Pax. Next to him was a Bot he considered as a brother, Megatronus. Both of them are watching fondly was a small human working on Cybertronian technology. Due to their height, all they could see of him was his head. The human boy worked furiously on the technology at hand, focusing more on it than the two Bot standing behind it. Even as Megatronus tells one of his stories about his fight in the gladiator arena, the boy's more focused on his work than the story. He once tried to grab the boy's attention by poking him. That earned him a whack on his finger. The boy looked up at him and smiled. As he did so, he saw a clear look of his face. He identifies the boy as Sam.
"Once I'm done, you'll both be able to become human, like me. And we'll have lots of fun together, now and in the future." The boy that resembles as Sam said with enthusiasm. "But you have to keep it a secret from everybody else. Even from future me. Just wait until I can get back to my own time, and from there, no more secrets from each other. Understood?" He looked sternly at the two.
"Yes, Sam." The two Bot nodded in agreement.
Looks like he broke that promise. But that memory is one of the fondest he has. It is because it has the two people he cares about. "It is because this was created for the two of us only, by someone dear to us. We were not to reveal this to anyone, except to you."
Sam is touched that Optimus would reveal to him something so important. But a pang of jealousy shot through him at the thought of someone else that means a lot to Optimus. He was suppose to be special to Optimus only, nobody else can be. Though it is weird to know that Megatron has a human form, like Optimus's. Seeing Optimus in his holoform causes him to start having this attractiveness towards Optimus.
"Can I touch you?" Sam asked out of the blue, his face blushing mad. "I mean, to know if your holoform is solid or phases through."
Optimus felt something twitch underneath his pants. He knows it was an innocent question, but his mind decides to make it perverted. Might as well take advantage of his innocence, like he has done it in the past. He placed his hands on the back of his head and leaned back. "Go ahead. You are free to touch wherever you want. It's all yours." Just as how your body is mine, he thought to himself. The vest and armor disappeared, leaving only the uniform.
Sam could hear the beating of his heart loudly in his ear. He has no idea why he was getting nervous. He has touched Optimus lots of times, but touching him as a human brings a different kind of feelings. He makes a move to touch Optimus. But with this unknown feeling he's getting, he moves with the same speed of that of a tortoise. Optimus grew so impatient, he grabbed Sam's arm and pulled him hard enough so Sam is sitting on his lap. He apologizes and he placed Sam's hand on his cheek.
Sam traces the battle scars on Optimus's face with his thumb. He remembers hearing a group of girls at the mall saying something about how scars on a man only makes more intimidating and attractive. How right they are. Optimus does looks like what those girls describes. Sam continues to touch Optimus's face, enjoying the look on Optimus's face as he did so. He looks so calm, defenseless. Then Optimus starts nuzzling on the hand, while making moaning noises. After that, Sam moves on to the chest. Sam could feel just how hard Optimus's chest is. And how big it is.
"Can you take off your shirt?" Sam suddenly says.
Optimus knows they should stop right now before things gets out of hand. But it's been so long since he's been touched intimately, he allowed his lust to take over. "I want you to take it off for me." He replied seductively.
Sam nodded as he starts unbuttoning the shirt, revealing a wife beater. Optimus helped Sam removed the two materials, giving Sam a view of his scarred body. He can't imagine the hard battle he fought during the War for Cybertron. Some of these scars are obviously from Megatron and some rough battles. Sam leaned down to give it a few kisses to each one, to show Optimus that he'll love him, no matter what.
Optimus lets out a low, quiet moan, enjoying the many kisses that Sam is showering him. He twitches slightly as Sam's lips brushes against his nipples. He feels Sam lowering down to his rock hard abs, leaving more wet kisses. His eyes shot open when he felt Sam grab hold of his hard erection.
Sam couldn't believe what's he's doing. Here he is, kissing and worshiping Optimus's chiseled body. He has no idea what brought him to do this act, but it feels right. As he continues to kiss downward to his abs, felt something hard in Optimus's pants. He looks down and sees a very huge bulge, throbbing every second. It looks alluring, very mesmerizing. A part of him is telling him to nibble on it, but he has no idea what it is. Is it hurting Optimus? It looks swollen, so he must've hurt himself somehow. And according to Ms. Darby, one of the best way to treat a swelling is to give a good, proper massage. He saw Ms. Darby massaging Jack's swollen ankle back when they were kids. Then the next day, Jack's swollen ankle starts to feel better.
He took hold of Optimus's swollen part, feeling him jolt at the touch. Sam felt Optimus grab a tight hold on his hips. So Optimus is feeling pain from it. It's time to put his massaging skills to good use. He starts off by rubbing it through the fabric. As he did so, Optimus starts moaning in pleasure. Sam feels proud that he is able to make Optimus feel so good. Getting bolder, Sam starts to rub it in circles, all the way to the endpoint. Then he felt both Optimus and the swelling twitch. He can't tell whether that's good or bad, but by the way Optimus is moaning and his face not showing any pain, he must be doing a good job.
As he continues to help soothe Optimus's swollen part, his wrist starts to tire and he stopped. His ears caught the sound of Optimus's quiet and tiny whimper, his hips thrusted up to him. It really pains to him to see Optimus in so much pain. And with Optimus grabbing a tight hold on his hips, he can't move for a better position to use his other hand, while the other takes a break. Then an idea came up. An idea so good, it just might work. So instead of using his hands, he decides to use his buttocks to help the swelling down. Now that he thinks about a second time, it sounds dumb, but what other choice does he has. He adjusts into position, right over the bulge, and gently sat on it, making sure the swollen area is nestling in between his butt cheeks, and starts grinding it. Doing so actually brings him pleasure for some reason. Not few seconds later, Sam felt hands grabbing his buttocks.
Optimus couldn't believe what's happening. Sam is touching the one part of his body that he hasn't touch since before the War for Cybertron started. He had completely forgotten just how good it feels, especially if it's Sam doing the touching. Sam knows just how to please him, even if he's inexperience and has no knowledge of what he's actually doing. He allowed to be succumbed by the pleasure, letting out moans to tell Sam he's enjoying it immensely, fearing his voice might betray him. Then he felt Sam rub the most sensitive part of the organ, making him twitch involuntary.
If Sam keeps up the good work, he might release all that he had kept in. Might as well allow Sam to do what he does best until he almost reach his climax. Primus, he should be ashamed of himself, taking advantage of Sam's innocent act. That went out the window when he felt Sam shift and sat on his erect shaft, grinding it erotically. Out went Optimus Prime, in came Optimus Primal. No longer an Autobot, but a Predacon in need to mate. He grabs Sam's ass with his two big powerful hands to keep him steady as he recline the seat back. He then switch the position so that Sam is lying beneath him, legs spread wide as Optimus made himself comfortable in between Sam's legs.
Sam was startled by the sudden movement. He laid on his back, staring at Optimus, whose eyes have come that of a feral animal that caught his prey. "Optimus?" He called out to him with slight fear in his tone.
Optimus regained control of himself after hearing Sam say his name. But seeing Sam underneath him is enough for him to start losing control again. He ripped Sam's shirt, revealing a smooth and flat body. Not a single ounce of muscles, but he still pack quite the punch, according to Jack and Bumblebee, as the two always at the receiving end. But it is still scarred by Megatron's experiments and the bite he received from a Scraplet. Nonetheless, he still looks beautiful in every way.
Optimus could feel himself losing control. He starts panting, burying his face at the crook of Sam's neck. The urge to bite it, to mark it, is strong. "Sam. I need this. But I don't want to hurt you."
Sam has no idea what's gotten to Optimus. It is so unlike him to act this way. When Optimus gotten close to Sam's face, he breathes in a strange scent emitting from Optimus. It's clouding his mind and making him dizzy, yet it smells so alluring, and good. He then heard Optimus speak, saying something about needing it and not hurting him. He is confused about what Optimus meant, but he also heard him in pain. He guess by what Optimus meant about needing this, it must be something that can make him feel better. He never heard this kind of treatment before, where Optimus is on top and he is on the bottom. Must be a Cybertronian thing or something.
He placed a hand on Optimus's cheek to get him to look at him. "Go ahead, Optimus. Do what you must do."
"But..." Sam's thumb was placed over his lips.
"If you're worrying about hurting me, don't be. I know you will never hurt me, intensionally. Because I trust you completely. Because I love you." Deep inside, he's a little afraid of the pain that might come his way. But this is Optimus. He must do what he must do. He'll do anything for Optimus.
Hearing Sam say those sweet, comforting words made him fall in love with him even more. And that's my he must mark him and claim his territory. "I love you, Sam." With that being said, he allowed his Predacon instinct to take over. He returned back to Sam's neck and latched on it.
Optimus starts sucking on it hard, causing Sam to moan and wrapping his arms around Optimus's head, pulling him closer. Optimus pulls away to see a large mark forming on Sam's neck. He growls possessively and went back to continue marking Sam's entire neck. He wants the entire human race to know Sam belongs to him. Once he finished, he kissed Sam on the lips, passionately. He starts grinding his pelvis against Sam's, making him gasp. Optimus took this moment to thrust his tongue inside Sam's open mouth, tracing the inside of his mouth and playing with Sam's shy tongue.
Optimus starts trailing down, leaving kisses as he does so. He stops once he's above Sam's delectable nipple. He latches on it, sucking on it like a baby breastfeeding. And It seems Sam is enjoying it, since he grabbed his hair and starts pulling it. He let go of the nipple with a pop and moved on to the next. He used his hand to flick Sam's erect nipple.
Sam starts moaning and whimpering at the attention his nipples are receiving. Optimus's mouth left his nipple and he starts sucking and biting every inch of his body, and it excites Sam. He tells him for more, and Optimus complies to his order. He wasn't satisfied with leaving his mark on Sam's neck. He needs to leave it everywhere. When he reached to the stomach, he paused for a bit before he resumes his work by giving it light kisses and licks. He lets out low grumbling sounds, imagining Sam's stomach swollen with their hatchling.
Once he's done, he pulled up to inspect his work. Sam is laying there with his messy hair, his neck and his breasts are now filled with bite marks and hickeys. A possessive growl escaped from his throat as his hips starts thrusting against Sam's covered erection. He laid down against Sam to that their bodies are touching each other. Optimus grunts at each powerful thrust while Sam's moans gets louder.
Sam has never felt this extreme pleasure. It feels as if his lower area is burning with desire, throbbing and clenching at each thrust. And he wants more. He locked his legs and arms around Optimus and pulled him closer. "More! Harder! Faster!" He wants this to last forever. He never want it to stop.
Optimus obeyed to his command and went in faster and harder than ever. The need to interface is too strong. But he needs to control himself. Sam isn't ready to be mounted yet. That's why they both need to reach their peak before he tears out Sam's pants and insert himself. He could feel himself reaching to his climax, and by the way Sam's hold tighten on him and his back arching, he's about to reach his peak as well.
Sam could feel something inside of him is ready to explode. At the same time, he feels like he needs to urinate. Which is weird because ever since he was experimented by the Decepticons, he never had the need use the restroom. He eats and drinks, but he never has to go, until now, for some strange reason. He needs to tell Optimus before he wet his pants and embarrass himself in front of Optimus.
"Optimus, wait! I need to pee!" It's embarrassing to say, but it's better than wetting his pants.
Optimus knows what Sam really means. He finds it cute that Sam believes he needs to urinate. "Don't hold it, Sam. Let it all out." He whispers hotly in his ear, biting down lightly on Sam's earlobe.
Sam let out a whine. "But, Optimus..." He could feel it. He could feel himself ready to explode. He tried to push Optimus off of him so he can get out and pee, but as he grabs Optimus's biceps, his mind just turned to mush. He wonders why he has the urge to touch it and hold it forever.
Optimus is getting close to his orgasm. But it's rude for him to release first. As a gentleman, he must allow his lover to ejaculate first. "Cum, boy." He growled dominantly.
That one single command was all Sam needed. He yelled out Optimus's name as he let out whatever it is that he was holding in. He starts shaking uncontrollably as he held onto Optimus for dear life. Optimus bit down hard on Sam's shoulder so that it breaks the skin and draw out Energon. He does that to muffle his own grunts as he finally reached his peak. Sam grabs a handful of Optimus's hair and pulls him closer, urging him to bite even harder. He felt him bite his neck, but it wasn't painful as he thought. There was a slight pain, but he felt extreme pleasure from getting his neck bit down.
The two of them lay unmoving, their heavy breathing are the only thing that is heard within the cab. Optimus feels so relaxed, so stress-free. He needed this after fighting in the war for many cycles. He felt something wet and sticky between their chest. He raised his body and looked down to see his manhood poking out from his pants. He didn't realized he adjusted upwards while he was grinding against Sam. Now that he gotten a good view of Sam, he let out a possessive growl as he enjoys seeing Sam covered in his white fluids. It states Sam is all his now.
He materialized his military uniform on and pulls out a spare shirt from the glove compartment. He carefully dressed Sam up, seeing as the boy is currently sleeping - which he takes pride in that. He doesn't bother cleaning Sam up since he wants his scent to linger on Sam. But he may have to remove Sam's underwear. Can't have him sleeping with a wet underwear. Unfortunately, his boxer shorts is sticking out. Which means he won't need to remove his pants in order to dispose the undergarment. Damn. And he was looking forward seeing Sam so exposed. Well, there is always next time.
He carefully rips the boxer shorts and pulls it out without having to remove the pants. As much as he wants to see Sam's lower half naked, he's not the kind of Bot to do such an act without the other's consent. He inspects the shorts and saw only a slight small wet patch. If what he read about the human body is correct, seems like Sam has not reached this puberty cycle, so his body can only 'precum', if he's using the term correctly.
Optimus brought the cloth over his nose and pressed on it. He took a deep breath on the moisture and was overwhelmed by the delicious aroma. He pressed harder on it and took more of the smell. He licked the small patch and felt a jolt going downward. Optimus sucked on the wet spot on the underwear and moaned in delight. His mind is going on a frenzy. He wants to eat him. But he must stop before he goes for round two. So for now, he puts away Sam's boxer in the glove compartment for permanent keeping and self pleasuring for when he's alone.
He reclines the passenger seat back so Sam could feel comfortable as he sleeps. Once Sam is secured, his holoform vanished into thin air. He starts up his engine and continues on towards their destination to Griffin Rock Island. Luckily, he was quick to pull over before they started their activity, or else they'll be involved in some car crashing. There was no way was he going to be able to focus on the road while he pleasures Sam.
Sam woke up with no clue as to when he fell asleep. He has a jacket draped over him to protect him from the cold. He sat up straight to stretch and rubbed the tiredness in his eyes.
"Sam."
He looked at the driver's seat and was in awe to see Optimus back in his human form. But instead of wearing military uniform, he was wearing casual clothes. He's now wearing a blue t-shirt with a red jacket on top of it. And he's wearing a nice loose jeans. Damn, he looks so good in it.
"Thank you for the compliment."
Sam looks puzzled before he realized he said that out loud. He looks out the window to hide his embarrassment while adjusting the seat. As he looks out the window, he saw people and buildings. "Where are we?" He wondered.
"We are in Maine." He replied.
Sam looks surprised. "Don't tell me I slept the whole three days."
"No, Sam. I had Ratchet open a GroundBridge just outside of Maine. I want us to enjoy the view as we travel to the ferry that will take us to Griffin Rock."
"Oh." Sam was kind of disappointed that their travel was cut short. Then again, he has the responsibility of a Prime. He can't just spend three days just to travel from one place to another, then three days back just for him. He can't neglect his duty as a Prime, so this is understandable. A sudden memory flashed before his eyes that caused it to go wide. "That's right. Optimus, how's your swollen area?"
Optimus swerved, slightly enough for Sam to not noticed. He was taken by surprise when he asked that question, so innocently. Even after all that, he's still innocent to the mind. "It's gone down, Sam. Thanks to you."
Sam gave a bright smile. "That's good to hear. I didn't know that technique that you did to me can help the swelling go down. What do you called that?"
This time, Optimus swerved hard enough for Sam to notice it this time. There was loud honking and people yelling at Optimus for reckless driving. "Sam, what we did, is something that only two people who loves each other can do."
"I see. For example, like us. I do love everyone else, but I love you more than anyone else. You're kind, sweet, gentle, and I feel extremely safe and protected when I'm with you. Do you feel the same for me."
Optimus came to a halt when the traffic light turned red. He turned to Sam and stroked his cheek. "Sam, I love you more than anything in this vast universe. You do not know how much I love you and how long I've waited for you. You are the bravest human I have ever met." He leaned down to give a deep kiss. The two pulled apart and Sam was left breathing heavily. "But promise me that you will never mention this to anyone. Not just yet."
"Okay, Optimus." He nodded in agreement.
Soon, the two are on the move again. The two enjoyed the peaceful quiet as they reached at the Griffin Rock ferry. Once Optimus safely parked on the ferry, Sam exit out first to stretch his legs and sore back. This is the first time he has ever been out to the ocean. All his travels are going to the GroundBridge. He went to the front of the ferry and was amazed to see how far the ocean waters go. And the smell of the ocean waters isn't as bad as Miles and Mikaela described. He felt a pair of arms circling around his abdomen.
"How are you enjoying the view?" Optimus says in his ear.
Sam leaned against Optimus, allowing the pair of muscle arms hold him. "It's beautiful. Thanks for doing this for me, Optimus. I appreciate it."
"Humans always say you got to make a good impression on the first date."
There goes that word again. He keeps hearing it every single time his schoolmates says it to him. He turns to face Optimus, without removing himself from his arms. He finds it comfortable and safe. "Optimus, what does a date mean? I keep hearing it from my schoolmates every single day, and I keep telling them the day's date. Is there's a second meaning to it?"
Optimus wanted to let out a possessive growl after hearing that the humans are after his Sam. He heard about it from Bumblebee, Bulkhead, Arcee, and Jack, but he never knew how bad is it and how frustrated Sam is. Thank goodness Ratchet made him oblivious to that kind of stuff. He kept calm so that he can explain it to Sam. "That is correct, Sam. The second meaning of date is when two people arrange an activity that the two can enjoy together."
"Oh! Like how you arranged for us to go meet the Rescue Force on Griffin Rock. But won't that beat the purpose of a date? We are going there for a routine inspection."
"That's true. But the two of us will enjoy scenery Griffin Rock will have to offer. We'll explore the Island, their famous Blossom Vale, and enjoy some fine dining while we inspect the team from afar. No one but Chief Burns will know of our presence."
They heard an announcement from a man named Captain Shaw, the operator of the ferry, advising people that the ferry has now departed from the mainland and en route to Griffin Rock and should arrive in less than an hour. After all the excitement, he had completely forgotten to ask Optimus about Griffin Rock and this Rescue Force.
"Optimus, I've been meaning to ask you about something. What is a Rescue Force?"
Optimus led him back to his cab, so that he can explain it without the humans eavesdropping on their conversation. Once the two are in, he locked the doors and made sure the windows are rolled up.
"The Rescue Force Sigma-17 is a small team of Rescue Bots. These Rescue Bots consist of four Autobots that just arrived here on Earth about a few days ago. And these team of four now resides on Griffin Rock, teaming up with the Burns Family as part of Griffin Rock's emergency response team, protecting the citizens from fires, floods, disaster, crime, and distressingly frequent runaway malfunctioning science experiments."
Sam's mind was blown. To think that there are more Autobots here on Earth. He's even more excited to meet them. Think of the pranks he'll do to them, as his way of welcoming them to Earth. He'll probably spend more time with them than back home. Although it's strange he never heard of them before, after living with the Autobots all his life. They would have at least mentioned about them in their war stories.
"I've never heard of these Rescue Bots before. How come this is the first time I'm hearing about them?" He asked.
There was a solemn look on his face which made Sam want to take back what he said. But then Optimus began to explain. "It's quite reasonable. You see, during the early days of the Great War, the Rescue Bots Academy was attacked by the Decepticon forces, led by Starscream. My team and I were en route to assist them, but once we arrived at our destination, the Academy was burned to the ground, completely destroyed. We've searched for any survivors that had survived from the assault, but sadly, we have lost all of them to the AllSpark. We have input it in the database that the Rescue Bots are no more, completely wiped out to extinction."
Sam felt grief-stricken for the Rescue Bots on Cybertron. Every single Rescue Bots dead, all because of Megatron and his Decepticons. The Great War truly is a gruesome war. Way gruesome than Earth's pitiful wars. Just imagine the many friends they left behind to grieved for them. It's almost as if he could fell all the pain of many Autobots that were friends with the members of the Rescue Bots.
"They never stood a chance against the Decepticons, did they?" Sam wiped the tears that were threatening to fall, followed by a few snuffles.
Optimus felt moved by Sam's mourning for the Rescue Bots, even though he never met them. He truly has the kindest spark. "The Academy trains Autobots to only respond to emergencies and serve as a rescue team. They were not trained to be in combat or for war."
"So they were made easy targets for the Decepticons." Optimus nodded. "But what about the ones on Griffin Rock? If all are dead, how are they alive?"
"According to their ship logs, Rescue Force Sigma-17 left Cybertron for a routine patrol in the Quintessa quadrant. They were never there during the Great War and Fall of the Rescue Bots, making them the last Rescue Bots in existence."
"What are the names of these Rescue Bots?"
Optimus pulled Sam on top of his body and reclined the seat back. His arm wrapped around Sam, while the other on the back of his head. Sam was taken aback at the action, but allowed it, in favor of Optimus's body heat and scent. "We have Heatwave, the team leader. Chase, the law enforcer Bot, loves to enforce the laws. There's Boulder, the Construction-Bot and the team's engineer. Last but not least, Blades."
Sam tried to fight back a smile, but failed. "Just Blades? We have a team leader, a Police-Bot, a Construction-Bot and engineer, so what's Blades?"
"I do not wish to give him a bad name, but he's fearful, timid, has a bad case of acrophobia, which was revealed to me when he scanned his vehicle form."
Sam's laughs was music to Optimus's ears. "Despite the fact that he's afraid of heights, you had him scan an aerial mode. My, Optimus. Aren't you a bad 'Bot." He gave a quick kiss on his lips.
A small chuckle escaped from Optimus's lips. "I must admit, it is very comic. But Blade's vehicle was chosen for him. The others chose theirs based on their speciality on the fields: Heatwave as a fire truck, Chase as a police car, and Boulder as a bulldozer. But I believe Blades has the potential to be a great Rescue Bot...once he overcomes his fear and timidness."
"If you have faith in him, then so shall I. I can't wait to meet them, after our date." He snuggled against Optimus, feeling his big and powerful hand stroke his back so lovingly.
An announcement came from Captain Shaw, advising people they will arrive at the Island in a few minutes. Sam looked out the window and saw the Island in view. The two returned to their seats and waited for the ferry to dock. Once they docked, Optimus and Sam are on the go, and their first stop is at dining restaurant.
Sam was in awe at seeing so many advance technology. Their traffic lights are holographic. A man flying on his heli-pack. A cat stuck on a tree with an old lady yelling at it? Weird. Anyway, this island is so peaceful and beautiful, unlike Jasper and its dullness. If he plans on moving here, there's no way he'll ever leave the island. But he prefers to be with Optimus and the others.
Optimus pulls over to a parking garage, making sure he parks to a more secluded area. His holoform disappeared and reappeared outside to Sam's door. He opened it and extended a hand. Sam smiled at the gesture and grabbed it, allowing Optimus to help him down from the cab. He could get used to this kind of treatment. He wrapped his arms around Optimus, and they left the garage.
They walked in arms together until they reached to a fancy restaurant. A waitress took them to a table near the window and was handed a menu. When the waitress asked about their drinks, Sam was going to reply, but saw that the waitress was getting too close to Optimus. Eyes burned with fury as he coughed for her attention and placed his blade at the table. Now the waitress stares at him with fear in her eyes.
"I would like a strawberry lemonade, please." He snarled, baring his teeth at her.
Optimus enjoys this side of Sam, but he sent the waitress away before he attacks her. She fled for her life. They could hear her begging her coworkers to serve them. Another one came to serve them. This time, it was a waiter, asking about what food they would like to eat. Sam was the first to order. But since this is their first time in this location, Sam ask the waiter questions about the food. Optimus was quick to notice the waiter getting way too close to Sam. His eyes zeroed in on how the waiter's hand touches Sam's arm and hand. Instead of taking out a weapon to display, he gets up and towers over the man, showing off his frightening look.
"We'll both order the skillet, if you would be so kind." He grabs the menus and handed to the waiter. The man nodded and ran back to the kitchen. Pleased, he sat right back down.
Sam was only confused as to way Optimus acted like that, scaring off the nice man. He was helping him out which food was the best. "What was that about?" He asked.
Leave it to Sam to act so oblivious. That's the one thing he loves about Sam. "Nothing really. Just don't like him touching what's mine."
Sam just shrugged, not understanding what Optimus means by that. "I'm surprised that you're willing to eat. You guys don't eat at all."
"With this holoform, I can eat and drink. Thank goodness I don't need to use the restrooms."
Sam felt glad of the information he was provided. That means they could keep doing this when they have free time, which is rare. Their food arrived a few minutes later, but with a different waiter this time. Just as the two are about to dig in, there were screams in the kitchen. Optimus and Sam looked at the kitchen doors just in time to see a robot coming out, acting haywire. This robot has spatulas as hands, wearing a chef's hat. Its chassis is an oven, spewing flames. While the people runs out of the restaurant, Optimus and Sam just sits there, watching.
"I head from the people that the island is best known for their out-of-control technology. Something like this is bound to happen on a daily life. So what do we do, Optimus?" He asked so calmly, even though the bot just passed by them.
"This is a good opportunity for us to inspect the Rescue Bots and their human partners on how they will handle this situation as teams."
Sam's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. "Ooh, a dinner and a show? How wonderful." Sam grabs a fork, getting ready to start eating. As the food was about to enter into his mouth, the malfunctioning robot smashed his plate, splattering food all over his clothes. Luckily for him, it didn't landed on his face, or else he'll be suffering from burn.
Optimus just sat there with a very good poker face as he eats the food, elegantly. He could see Sam visibly shaking with rage. So much for a good first date. He should have foreseen something like this is going to happen. Their technology isn't quite so advance if they keep having bugs and malfunction. Now he understands Ratchet's hatred for Earth technology. He heard Sam let out a battle cry and saw that he kicked the robot out threw the window besides them.
Sam is now fighting the robot out on the street, enrage over the fact that his date with Optimus was ruined, and that he was embarrassed right in front of him by having food splashed at him. He starts kicking and punching the scrap out of the robot, not bothering to wait for the Rescue Bots to arrive. The bot charges at him, and he jumped on top of it.
"Optimus, a little help here!" He yelled at the Prime. He feels slightly annoyed that Optimus is enjoying the food and not him.
Optimus wiped the food off his lips with a napkin and got up to stretch. With quick speed, he charges at the robot and punched so hard, that it flew to a building and left a hole on it. Sam jumped off just in time for Optimus to punch the bot, and he landed on Optimus's awaiting arms, bridal style.
"Oh, my, Optimus. That was amazing. Just how strong are you in your avatar?"
Optimus gently placed Sam back on the ground, his arm wrapped around his waist. "I actually have the strength of a superhuman."
Sam starts feeling Optimus's biceps and chest, feeling something tingle between his legs, but ignored it. "You remind me of a Clark Kent from Smallville."
"He wishes he was me."
Sam agrees. They heard bricks falling and they saw the robot coming out from the building, getting ready to attack. Sam tsk'd, pissed that their moment was ruined. "Shall we finish this, Optimus? It looks like the Rescue Bots are late."
"Yes, I agree. They must be handling another emergency. Can't be helped. Follow my lead, Sam."
Sam nodded, getting a good distance away from Optimus. The robot took aim at Optimus and charges with flames spewing. Optimus does an amazing backflip, kicking the robot way up to the air. He wasn't lying about the superhuman strength.
"Sam! Now!" Optimus yelled at he lowered his crossed hands.
Sam understood what Optimus is planning. He ran at full speed and jumped onto the hand. Optimus then tosses Sam up into the air, flying pass the robot. As Sam flies up into the air, he spots a yellow helicopter approaching their way. Right away, he recognized the helicopter known as Blades. He could also see right through the canopy. There was a female pilot staring at him with a gaping mouth. He smiles and waves at them as he drew out his blade. With full strength, he threw his blade like a dart, piercing through the robot's mainframe and wedging itself to the ground. Sam landed on the ground, creating cracks on the road.
"The best thing about video games; is that they teach you some awesome fighting techniques. And an awesome victory poses, followed by an explosion in the background." On cue, the robot exploded to pieces, while Sam does his pose. His pose consist of his hands in his pockets, looking cool, and having his back facing the explosion.
Moments later, three vehicles arrived at the scene. Sam recognizes the blue police car and green bulldozer to be Chase and Boulder. With Blades, that makes three. But where's the red fire truck, Heatwave? Sam grabs his blade and withdrew back in his sleeve.
A man in a police uniform, with gray hair and mustache exist out of the police car, Chase. Next was a young man wearing a green helmet and glasses. He wears a light colored collar shirt and tie, blue pants, and wears a tool belt. Last was the same young lady that he saw while he was up in the air. She has a brown hair and wears a pilot uniform. To his amazement, the three vehicles transforms into their Bot form. But instead of acting like alien robots, they stood completely still.
"Son, can I ask what's going on here? My pilot tells me she seen you up in the air and falling down right to the ground." The police officer ask.
Optimus leans down at Sam's ear level and whispers. Sam nods and looks at the police officer. "You must be Chief Burns. He and I would like to have a word with you, in private."
Chief Burns looks skeptically at the two, debating whether or not to go with them. But something about that man looks oddly familiar. "Alright. Lead the way."
"No, Dad. This could probably be a trap. He's not normal." The female pilot grabbed hold of his father's arm to prevent him from going.
"It's alright, Dani. Even if it was a trap, you and the Rescue Bots will be there to rescue me. For the meantime, do not follow us." He reassures his daughter with a pat on the head. The young lady, Dani, lets go of her dad's arm and watches the two unknown people takes her father away.
"What do we do?" Her brother, Graham, asked worriedly.
"We follow them." She tells them.
"But the Chief ordered us not to follow." Chase protested.
"What's more important: following my dad's orders, or following them to make sure he's safe?"
Chase remains silent before sighing in defeat. "As Heatwave would say, 'Let's roll to the rescue'."
"Ooh, we could be like secret spy agents! Like the ones from the movie we saw last night!" Blades claps excitedly.
"Exactly. Cody, I want you to keep an eye on Dad, and tell us where their heading." Dani speaks on a small communication device located on her collar.
"Sure thing, Dani." The youngest of the Burns siblings, Cody, located back at the firehouse, keeping an eye on the monitors. "They're not far from your location. You can still catch up to them."
"You heard him. Let's go! But in Bot-form. Can't let them hear us coming." Dani starts running after them, followed by Blades and Chase. But Boulder and Graham stayed behind.
"We are so going to be in trouble." Graham groaned.
"Should we follow them?" His partner, Boulder, asked.
Graham let out a big sigh. "Better safe than sorry, I guess." The two starts walking behind Dani, Blades, and Chase.
Dani, Blades, and Chase hid behind every building to hide their presence as they try to reach closer to them without being noticed. Although, Blades can't keep quiet, expressing his excitement with loud whispers. Not only that, if they move any quicker, the others will hear the Bots' loud footsteps and their cover will be blown. Because of that, they are starting to lag behind. It would be even worse in vehicle mode. Blades's rotors and Chase's engine will surely alert them.
Sam was not fooled. He knew right from the start that they were being followed. But he got to give props to them. Even though their father gave them orders to not follow, they would disobey just for their father's safety. Now that's loyalty to your family, something he understands. "Optimus, we're being followed." He said in a singsong tone.
"Optimus?" Chief Burns looks at the tall man in front of him with a shocked expression.
"Yes, Chief Burns. It is I. Sorry for the deception. No one most know about this form of mine, and my presence here on Griffin Rock."
"I understand. You must have a reason not to reveal yourself in front of others. Shall I confront my kids and the Bots to stop following us?"
"No need, Chief Burns. Sam here will keep them occupied while we reach to our designation."
As soon as the three turned around the corner of an alleyway, Sam launched a grappling hook up on top of the building. Chief Burns watches in awe as he sees Sam hid himself on the roof. "So that's Sam, the boy you mentioned before?"
"Indeed. And I apologize in advance for what Sam is going to do to your children. He enjoys pulling pranks."
The Chief laughs at that. "It's alright, Optimus. They did disobeyed my orders. It's a nice, fitting punishment."
Sam waited atop of the building, until he spots the two humans and three Rescue Bots. He is so going to enjoy pranking them. As they made a turn on the alleyway, yells to get their attentions. "You know, it's not nice to follow someone." The group looks up at him. He smirks at their startled expression. "People will think you're stalkers."
"Where's my father, kid!?" Dani yells with her first raised.
"Ask nicely, or you'll never see your father again." Primus, he so loves to play the villain. Sure, it's taking too far, but Optimus had given him permission to do so, via comlink.
"So I was right! It was a trap!"
"That's right, and you all fell for it." He giggled like a madman.
"You are under arrest for kidnapping an officer of the law. Surrender now, or we will use force." Chase spoke in a robot behavior.
Of course. Along the way to the restaurant, Optimus explained about how the Rescue Bots have to keep a low profile, by acting like mindless robots. Bad acting. He's surprised the citizens even fell for that. Might as well play along. "Love to stay and chat, but I have a interrogation to go to." Sam jumps off the roof and threw three small pellets directly at the ground where they are standing. When made impact to the ground, it created a giant smoke cloud, making everyone cough and messes with their senses.
Once the smoke clears off, Sam was nowhere to be found. This cause Dani and Graham to panic. "Cody, do you know where they went?" Graham asked through his comm device.
"Negative! The cameras around the area you're on has stopped working when those smoke clouds appeared." Cody yells as he stares at the black screens. "And I can't get a hold on Dad. His communicator is off."
"Dad..." Dani whispers in sadness. All they can do now is stare at the alleyway that leads to a dead end.