Transformers Galaxy Force: Thunder Storm

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Chapter 146

"I love you," Coby whispered into Lori's ear.

"I love you too," she whispered back, kissing him warmly. They didn't want to make love, instead they just caressed each other, enjoying the feeling of being together, and the touch of skin on skin. Areas previously considered 'taboo' were now freely explored, sending welcome waves of pleasure through them both. Coby moved one of his hands to her breast, fondling it with a whispering touch. Lori couldn't help but moan at the feeling, arching her back to try and get more.

Coby was more than happy to oblige, squeezing her breast a little harder, careful to not hurt her. The moan she let out and the kiss that followed told him he was doing exactly what she wanted, which made him feel good. He didn't care about his own satisfaction. So long as she was satisfied, so would he. He still felt a little awkward, touching her like this, but he didn't mind either. He was her husband. He had given her his heart and soul. This was something only shared between the two of them, and he cherished their time like this as much as he cherished her.

Lori moaned again, deepening the kiss as his other hand found her neglected breast. Her entire body trembled with incredible amounts of pleasure. She felt so sexy, and so female. Only Coby could make her feel like this. He was the only one she felt good being so naughty with. He made her feel like a real woman, because she was. She belonged to him, and him to her. And sometime within the next year or two, their love would be rewarded with a child of their own. She could feel their child inside her, growing, little by little.

Somehow, it seemed as if the unborn life knew what was happening. A wave of happiness and acceptance washed over her, coming from the tiny life in her womb. It was like a small bit of understanding, along with an impression so powerful, it seemed to translate into words.

Mama.

Daddy.

She broke of the kiss and mentioned it to Coby, and he smiled. "That's to be expected," he said. "Unlike Humans, who give live birth at an infant stage, Transformer mothers carry the sparks of their offspring until they mature to what they refer to as the 'innocent stage' – about the equivalent of a 5-9 year old. During that time, the unborn sparkling absorbs information from the memories of its parents whenever they join sparks. We must be experiencing something similar."

"You felt it too?" Lori asked. When he nodded, she frowned. "I'm not sure I like the idea of our child knowing about our intimacy."

"There's no way around it, Lori," Coby replied. "There's a reason why they call it 'Being One'. Its at those times when we are closest, mind, body, and soul. Our child isn't part of our intimacy, but rather, learning from how we feel about each other; our values and virtues. Even if we were just Humans, our child would still notice, because we both had a hand in giving our child life. That's why you can feel our child inside you, because our child wants to know us, recognize us, learn about us. None of our memories are retained, but the values remain." He paused for a moment, and then chuckled, "You know, you're cute when you pout like that."

She began to laugh. She couldn't help it, as it was so funny. Her laughter increased, accompanied by moans of pleasure as Coby slipped a hand down and began to tickle her between her legs. It wasn't the action that made her laugh, but rather his playfulness.

Two can play at this game, she managed to think to herself. She grabbed his head and brought it to her chest, rubbing her breasts against his face. He responded by kissing her soft mounds, and replacing his tickling with a soft caress.

When Lori felt something poking her leg, she whispered into Coby's ear. Abandoning their earlier plans of simply enjoying each other's touch, they sat up and Lori carefully sat down on Coby's lap, positioning herself so that his member was engulfed in the embrace of her own groin. They both sighed in pleasure as Lori rocked her hips and bounced up and down, and as Coby moved his hands all over her torso while planting kisses on the back of her neck.

An hour later, they finally collapsed on the bed, separating and then cuddling together. Coby placed her hand on his heart, and then placed his on hers. Lori realized that their hearts were beating in time with each other, and understood what Coby meant. They were two individuals, two halves of one whole.

Lori then took his hands and placed them on her stomach. They relaxed, focusing until they could feel the pulsing of their child's life force. The sheer amount of power they could feel was a surprise, but a welcome one at that. Lori made a mental note to ask First Gunner for a more advanced scan, so they could find out what gender, and find out how fast their child was developing. Other than that, they lay together, enjoying the moment.

Then the moment was shattered by the bedroom door getting slammed open.