Transformers Galaxy Force: Thunder Storm

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers.

Author's Note: The biginning of this chapter is a dream that Coby has.

Chapter 27

He awoke to find his sleeping bag lying open and Lori straddling his waist, wearing her red bikini. He grinned at her.

"Some special reason why you're wearing that?"

She leaned over and kissed him passionately, whispering, "So I can have a little fun."

Her hands massaged his chest, and then his abs. She began to kiss his neck and collar and he moaned in pleasure. Then he gasped as she stripped him of his pants and boxers in one sweep and began to touch his groin. A strange sound escaped his mouth. His emotions and feelings began to conflict. He wanted her to stop, but he also wanted her to continue. Her hands left him and began to travel up her own torso. She slipped her fingers under her bikini top and began to pull it up and off. He felt blood rush into his face.

"Wait, you don't have to."

She discarded the top and lay on top of him, kissing him and exploring his mouth with her tongue. She swayed her torso side to side so her breasts rubbed against his chest. He moaned again and broke off the kiss, gasping for air as his heart raced.

"It's okay," she whispered as she nibbled on his ear. "We're married, and I want to. I know you want to too."

"How?"

Her hand reached down and touched his groin again and he moaned again. She smiled and answered, "That's how."

Then she began to move again as her hand started slowly pulling away what little fabric she had left on her. Her other hand began to stroke his cheek as he heard her talk, as if from far away, "Wake up, Coby. Wake up. Wake up."

"Coby, wake up."

Coby's eyes snapped open and he looked up at the smiling face above him. "Damn it," he chuckled. Lori raised an eyebrow at that remark.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked.

He sat up, glad that she was sitting next to him and that his sleeping bag was still closed so that she couldn't notice his lower anatomy. "I had that dream again," he answered.

She gave him a confused look. "You mean the one with the peanut butter and Bud running around wearing your underwear on his head?" she asked.

Coby laughed, "No not that one. The one where I wake up to find you on top of me."

Lori rolled her eyes, "You've told me about three of those. Would you elaborate?"

He felt himself blush as he answered, choosing his words carefully, "Well, first you started kissing me, then you stripped us both down and we almost…well…"

She smiled, nodding, "Oh, that one." A mischievous sparkle lit her eyes as she remarked, "Well if making out with you can cause you to have a dream like that, I wonder what making love to you would cause you to dream."

Coby's face turned three shades redder as her replied, "Let's wait a while before we try to find out."

"Why? Don't you want to?" Lori asked teasingly, putting on her best pouting face.

"Yes, but a promise is a promise," Coby answered.

Lori nodded, grinning, "And speaking of promises, we have a race to get to. Now get out of that sleeping bag and let's go!" Coby laughed and kissed her, and then grabbed his clothes and went into another room to change.

Next Time:

Dreadlock: Thundercracker has escaped, and he's starting a rampage on Speedia.

First Gunner: His mind has been warped and twisted due to what Chromia did to him.

Thundercracker: Master Galvatron, I will have my revenge!

Rodimus Convoy: I'm not Master Galvatron!

Lori: Why does everybody you meet have to shoot you first, and then ask who you are?

Armbullet: Hello, little squishy bug!

Lori: Oh hell no! You too?!

Me: Next time, on Transformers Galaxy Force: Thunder Storm; Part 4 Target! Blacklight City.

Rodimus Convoy: I can't let Armbullet hurt Lori, or let Thundercracker interfere with my race against Override.

Galaxy Convoy: Protect the galaxy! TRANSFORM!