Thank you so much for the reviews. I really enjoy reading them. I am hoping to finish this series because I have outlined a new story that I want to try to write. It will be very different from this where this story is more science fiction. My next story will be science fiction meets real life and I can't wait to see how it goes.
Shayla is one of the eldest femmes in this story but remember that she is close to Allie, Tia, and a few others. I did have one question about her in the last chapter but I will try to clear that up.
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"Thank you Shayla for helping Tia yesterday with my twins. I wish that I didn't have to work but I was in the rotation and so was Thundercracker." Aura said to Shayla as she sat with her in the rec room. "Are you excited about expecting?"
"I am. I didn't think that I would ever have a sparkling and now I have a mate, though he is an aft at times, but he is my aft, and he adores me." Shayla said as she smiled remembering the early morning and Sentinel waking her from recharge just so that he could wear her out again. After a day with her friends and sparkling sitting, then promising Doc to rest in the afternoon only to have an exciting evening in the city Shayla was still recovering from a very active day. Sentinel had gone to meet with Optimus and Megatron and so Shayla was drinking her energon in the rec room waiting for her mate to return.
"Yes and you will have a little one soon." Aura stated. She smiled at her longtime friend and Shayla smiled back as she thought over everything that had happened so quickly. "Well at least Sentinel has settled somewhat even if he still gives Allie hell." Shayla laughed hard at that.
"Yes he is such a pompous aft but he can be so good when it is just the two of us." Shayla stated and sighed. "What was Emalia and Waverly so intensively talking about?"
"I don't know but Jolt has been pursuing the young femme and I think she is scared of a relationship." Aura said as she sipped her energon. Aura's had become moody and tired lately and didn't know why but if the tiredness continued she was going to make an appointment with Doc. She knew she was an older femme, like Shayla, but she still wanted more sparklings and worried since her emergency surgery that she might not be able to have more.
"I think she is a fool because I have been around Jolt and he is young and he likes his share of pranks but he has a good spark and he is sincere." Shayla told Aura. Aura shook her head in agreement as she listened. "I wish I could take her out and shake her but I also hear talk that she had been hurt before and that this is just her way of protecting herself.
"She is and she is a good femme though young like Waverly and Shalon but I have high hopes for her and I know she will choose wisely." Aura said. She raised her cube in salute and took a drink and Shayla also drank from hers.
"Do you think she will give in?" Shayla asked after they were through drinking their energon.
"I know she will. It is only a matter of time. I also think that Waverly being settled and happy will make all the difference." Aura said knowingly as she smiled. She was one of the few that knew about what Emalia had done but she knew the importance of keeping quiet. It would not benefit Emalia for other to know and that would cause distrust.
"So she will give in? Is that wise?" Shayla asked wondering what was really going on.
"I think that it will be for the best." Aura replied softly. "We are learning to readjust Shayla. Even you have changed in the days since you and Sentinel have mated."
"I know but do we have to be the ones that are submissive? We have been on our own for so long why can't we be equal?" Shayla asked in a demanding tone.
"I can't answer that Shayla but I do know one thing. I submit to Thundercracker. It is programmed deep within me and I can't go against it even if I wanted to. It's like I want to please him in all ways and by pleasing him I feel alive. My reward is my sparklings and that fact that he is hopelessly besotted with me." Aura said softly with a smile on her face.
"I think when we were created by Primus we were made to be the other half of our mates. I wonder if it is the same with mech carriers. Do they feel the need to submit like we do or is it just that we are femmes?" Shayla said musingly.
"Either way we are what we are and we feel that we must serve our mates. It does seem daunting but I know that I love him dearly." Aura stated looking Shayla directly in the eyes.
"I hope that Emalia can come to terms with it. I would hate for her to go through what Waverly did." Shayla may not have known the details but she had heard some of the gossip concerning the younger femme.
"II don't think Jolt will let her suffer. He seems to really care." Aura replied.
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Emalia had just come in from patrol when Jolt walked over to her. She kept her breath steady as she performed her post patrol maintenance check on her vehicle. It was required that all vehicles were checked before and after patrol to ensure high level performance and no surprises. Although Emalia told herself to breath she couldn't control her hands from shaking and so she took her time doing the check even though it would cost her flight time from getting away from Jolt.
"Ema we need to talk and you have been avoiding me." Jolt stated it quietly but with authority. "I don't want to talk on the tarmac but if you won't meet me then I will be forced to say this where anyone can hear." Emalia did look away from her work to stare at him. She stared at him for what seemed like hours but in reality was merely only moments and Ema knew she had to say something but her spark felt like it was clogging her throat. Ema could feel the sweat accumulating under her breasts and her skin tingling with hypersensitivity to his nearness but she couldn't speak or move.
"I guess we do this here." Jolt murmured causing the fog to lift from Ema's CPU.
"Wait… I'm sorry. It's just I got scared." She whispered. "Where do you want to meet?" She tentatively asked as he hands fidget with nervousness as she holds her tools trying not to drop them. Jolt took pity on her as he watched her nervous movements and he pulled her hands into his to steady hers. She tried to pull away at first but then gave in.
"Are you finished with patrol?" He asked and she looked away from her hands enfolding within his and up to his face.
"Yes, I am completing my post duty check on my vehicle." She informed him.
"Good. I will wait for you in the corridor and then I will escort you to your quarters?" He said it as a question, and Ema realizes that he is asking permission to take her to her quarters where they can talk privately.
"That will be fine." Ema is transfixed by his gaze and Jolt smiles breaking her stare as she blushes.
"I will see you in a few minutes." Jolt said as he raised her hands to his mouth and lightly kissed each knuckle before surrendering her hands back to her. Ema gasped at the contact and suddenly she felt that maybe this was a bad idea.
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"I think that Jolt is tired of playing second fiddle." Hound said to Gears. Gears turned to look but said nothing as the Jolt walked away from the little femme.
"It is none of our concern." Gears said hollowly. Hound looked at his friend. He had become so reclusive since he had learned that his mate had perished and Hound worried for the mech. They were one of the last to come to the Realm since Optimus and Megatron had declared peace and Hound hated that he was one of the ones staying at the converted warehouse instead of at the Hall but at least Gears remained with him while they endured living with the Decepticons and other Autobots.
"Gears, have you ever thought about taking a femme?" Hound asked him and Gears looked at him horrified.
"I would never betray my mate like that." Gears said affronted that Hound would even suggest it.
"Do think that Prowl betrayed Jazz? Look at what Primus has rewarded him with, a family, and little sparkling that carries his lost mate's name in honor, and a loving bond mate that has given him a second chance. Gears, you are a good mech even if you complain all the time. There has got to be someone out there for you." Hound gave him a sympathetic look. Powerglide was on the moon and mated to a femme that they haven't even met, and no one had seen Gears dear friend Windcharger, and so Hound had taken up with him on earth so that he wouldn't be alone but sometimes Gears made that hard.
"I am glad that Prowl has Tia but he was lucky to find her. I am not going out of my way just to have a femme in my berth." Gears stated.
"Gears you are impossible sometimes. Don't you want a family?" Hound asked insistently.
"No, I am tired of losing the ones I love. Why don't you take a femme?" Gears said changing the subject.
"I haven't found the right one yet but I am looking." Hound replied. Both mechs laughed and Hound walked on to turn in his patrol report.
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"Jolt please…" Emalia said as she turned. He had escorted her to her quarters and they were trying to talk but Emalia kept stone walling him.
"Ema you can't deny the spark that is between us. I know you felt it when I kissed you." Jolt moved closer and Ema took a step back until she felt the couch hit the back of her knees. She keened in anguish and Jolt took the moment that she was confused to cover the distance and pull her in his arms.
"I know you felt it and I am not leaving until you either accept me or reject me." Jolt harshly told her. "Either way we end this dance now and move forward with our lives."
"Jolt please…" Ema whimpered again. His touch, his feel, left her dizzy and breathless. She wanted him so bad but was so afraid of any mech.
"Please what? Please take you? Please let you go? What do you want from me?" He demanded growling at her and Emalia wailed deep from her throat.
"Damn you Ema, which is it?" He snarled at her and yet despite his words, his tone, he was still so gentle. Ema quivered in his arms as held her and Ema's legs gave out as she felt herself falling as he caught her and then lifted her up and walked her to her couch.
"No Jolt; I don't want this." Ema pleaded weakly but her strength was gone and her will was lying about her in tatters.
"Tell me!" He demanded. He laid her out on her couch as she grasped at his arms. 'It doesn't feel real' kept screaming through her CPU and yet she still was paralyzed to move away from him.
"I… I…" but Ema couldn't get the words out. She shuddered as she felt his hands cradle her face.
"Ema I will not touch you against your permission…" He started to say and Ema wished he would take control and give her peace from the raging fire that was consuming her.
"Jolt please; I don't know what I want. I am so afraid of you, of me, of what could happen and what could not, of being hurt." Ema could go on and on but her voice died in her throat and she was once again scared of him, herself.
"Then let me love you and chase all the fears away." Jolt whispered in her ear and Ema cried out as she finally surrendered to him by pulling his helm to hers and kissing him fiercely. Jolt startled at the sudden aggressiveness but then returned her kiss just as aggressively. Jolt pulled her closer as he felt the heat searing him, radiating from her as his engines revved to life with desire for her.
"I want… I want…" She whispered when she released him from the kiss and Jolt shuddered as he listened to her impassioned plea.
"Ema… what is it you want?" He whispered and then captured her mouth again with his. Ema moaned into his mouth and Jolt bit her lower lip in reply. He pulled away to look at her. "Ema, talk to me. I need to know that you are sure before this gets out of hand!" Jolt growled at her softly. Ema groaned because she wanted him to just take control but he was giving her the control by making the choices and she didn't know how to communicate her desire to be dominated by him.
"Jolt I… I want…" She tried again but the words choked in her throat and Jolt was starting to be irritated by her lack of communication.
"Ema tell me. I need to know." He reiterated as he looked at her carefully watching for a break in her defenses.
"Jolt I… I want you to…" She tried again but she couldn't get the words out.
"You want me to do what? Leave you alone?" He asked aching as he watched knowing that she could deeply wound him if that was what she wanted.
"No!" She cried out and pulled away from him. It made her feel cold and lonely as she stood up and moved away from him and she started to cry in earnest as she tried to think how to put into words what she wanted.
"Ema, tell me. I need to know what you want, what you desire, to make you happy." Jolt whispered across the void that she had placed between them and Ema shuddered as she felt herself falling. Before she met the cold floor he was there catching her and Ema cried out as she clung to the plates of his arms.
"Jolt I want you but I am afraid." Emalia whispered and Jolt shook to his spark as he tenderly cradled her against his chest plates.
"Why?" He asked softly. "I won't hurt you."
"But you could leave me." She achingly cried and suddenly Jolt understood.
"You weren't just hurt; you lost someone." He whispered and Ema cried harder. Jolt enveloped her in his arms and rocked her as the sobs racked her slender frame. They stayed together liked that for a long while until the sobs turned to sniffles and Jolt was able to cautiously let her go.
"How did he die?" Jolt asked her softly.
"She died saving my life. It was one of our first missions, before Allie was commander, I didn't want to become involved with her but there wasn't many mechs around then. We had been in training together and it was only natural that it progressed to the next level but I resisted at first because we were both so young.
"Did you bond with her?" Jolt asked her softly.
"No but we had promised to and then… and then… that mission came and I was selected and she was not. I didn't want to go and she gave me a sleeping pill without my knowledge and then took my place telling Allie that I was sick. No one questioned it because I was out and unable to be reached. Allie came back and only she and another femme survived. Fifteen of them left and only two came back. I was devastated." Ema said as fresh tears started to roll silently down her face. "I am so afraid of trying again. With Warp it was easy. I could tell that his spark belonged to another and that it would only be a matter of time.
"Wait, his spark?" Jolt asked.
"You haven't seen the way he holds Storm?" She asked incredulously as he eyes widen at him.
"Storm is a sparkling." Jolt said shaking his helm as if to clear it.
"So, anyone can tell that he adores her and that he is just waiting for her to grow up." Ema stated.
"Yes but that may take a hundred or so years." Jolt returned.
"I think that will be no problem. Besides, Skywarp is young and he can wait." They sat on the floor with Emalia still sitting in his lap as he arms gently caressed her back struts. Neither said anything as Ema drank in his fragrance of oil and wax and Jolt enjoyed having her in his arms.
"Jolt, I am still scared." Ema stated after a while.
"I know but at least I know what I am working with." Jolt replied.
"I am not a possession." She whispered.
"I don't want you to be." He whispered back.
"What do you want of me?" She asked.
"I am hoping that we can match well together and bond. I am not going to play games Ema. I want a family and I want it to be with you." Jolt states as he warily watches her face for emotion and won't be disappointed.
"I can't Jolt. I wanted it once but I don't know what I would do if I lost you." She replied brokenly.
"You can't live your life in fear Ema. I am offering you the chance for a family. I've seen you with sparklings. I have seen the longing on your face, in your eyes, and I know that you want a family." Jolt whispered harshly. "I am willing to give you that. Look at Waverly. She had the most beautiful sparkling. You could have that too."
"Jolt please… I need time to understand. I need to think about all of this." She whispered against his mouth and Jolt groaned.
"What is there to understand? I am offering you your spark's desire." He whispered before capturing her mouth with his. Ema moaned as she molded herself against him. He thrust his glossa into her mouth forcing her to gasp as he stroked her glossa and explored her mouth cavity. When he pulled back to look at her once more, Ema's eyes were glazed and unfocused.
"Jolt, why don't you just take me?" She finally asked gaining the courage to talk to him.
"I want to but I don't want you to regret this." He replied.
"I won't complain." She whispered as she slowly looked up and locked heated gazes with him. Jolt felt his intakes clog with air as it registered what she was really saying. He suddenly stood up and pulled her with him as he picked her up in his arms and walked purposefully to her berth.
"You promise not to regret this?" He finally asked as he gently placed her on the cool sheets.
"Yes, I promise." She replied and Jolt took her to the heavens and back and then again.
