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(Authors Note: Bonjour my dearest readers, fellow writers, fangirls and fanboys. I hope you're still enjoying the story so far because I've still got plenty of ideas up my sleeve. This particular chapter is just gonna be sweet and wholesome and a little risque because we all deserve some of that right now :). In the meantime, I hope you all will enjoy the new chapter and if you'd like, feel free to comment for I enjoy reading your positive feedback and I appreciate the continued support. In the meantime, I'll keep writing and working on this story as well as my other FF's. Thank you all so much for your patience and good vibes, and remember to stay safe and stay awesome!)

"English/French"

'Mental thoughts'

"Flashbacks"

'Sarcasm' (or emphasis)

{Cybertronian}

::Sparkbonds::

:Speaker talk:

::Comm. Link::

Chapter 23

-0520-

Rolling out of the apartment building wearing her blades, backpack (with her helmet strapped to the handle), lanyard, blue bikini and black activewear shorts, Anwen couldn't help but smile when a familiar golden Lamborghini pulled up alongside the curb. Sunstreaker was currently on his graveyard patrol but had offered to drive her to base as a means of spending a little time with her before she had to clock in for work.

Upon slipping into the front seat and closing the door, Anwen was met with a familiar blonde haired holoform casually sitting in the driver's seat with a fond look in his eyes and a handsome smirk across his face:

"Long time no see."

A lovely shade of pink dusted her freckled cheeks as she looked upon the male figure sitting beside her, "Oui, it has been a few hours since we last met. Now, what was it you said last night before we parted ways," she playfully asked while slowly feathering her fingers along the armrest, making his cerulean blue eyes smolder with desire.

"I said: "The next time I see you, I'm going to kiss a trail down your neck and relish in the softness of your satin skin.", or something akin to that," he replied in a low, husky voice while taking note of the slight shiver she made at his tone and her increased heart rate. This made him smirk with pride, knowing that he was able to ignite such pleasurable desires from the young ginger.

While he too was feeling aroused by her touch and her scent, Sunstreaker knew that he needed to be careful and restrain his primal urges. Both he and Sideswipe knew she was inexperienced and wanted to do right by her, which meant taking their newly established relationship at her pace. While Human relationships were vastly different compared to Cybertronian ones, they were committed and determined to make this work because Anwen was definitely worth the effort. With their previous 'relationships' they were always doomed to fail from the beginning. While there was fragging, there was never any physical, emotional or spiritual connections with the other party member(s). To the femmes' they berthed, it was all about blowing off steam or bragging rights to their friends. There was no real love or connection from them. But Anwen? She was everything they could have hoped for and so much more.

That aside, the golden mech decided to make good on his word: he casually continued to drive while his holoform suddenly phased out from the driver's seat and reappeared behind the young ginger, to which she was now sitting in his lap with her back pressed against his chest. This caused Anwen to emit a tiny 'Eep!' of surprise as she was not expecting him to do that.

With a chuckle, Sunstreaker placed her backpack on the floor, secured the seatbelt, and launched his attack: gently, he rested his right hand across her abdomen (as a means to hold her in place) while his left hand intertwined with hers. Thanking Primus that Anwen currently had her hair pulled up in a ponytail, he immediately set to work peppering the back of her neck with soft kisses, while she shivered at the welcomed touch.

A moan escaped her rosy lips as she suddenly felt his teeth starting to nibble from the base of her skull and down her spine...or at least as far as he could reach in this current position. Regardless, it was electric!

"...Mmm...Sunstreaker…," Anwen slightly arched her back and shifted her rear in his lap before she suddenly felt his lips on the right side of her neck, while his hands slowly glided along the exposed portions of her skin.

"...Sparklight...you're so soft," he lustfully whispered as he then licked her earlobe and followed it with a nibble. Afterwards, he lightly kissed a trail over to the left side of her neck before surprising her with several little 'love bites' that were then followed by a gentle swipe of his tongue. The poor ginger was completely at his mercy as he pleasurably tortured her with just his mouth and his hands, but dammit all if she wasn't enjoying this newfound experience. To say she was fired up was a bit of an understatement at this point. Ripples of pleasure coursed down her spine, her stomach fluttered, and her heart raced within her chest.

As her senses became overwhelmed, Anwen emitted a surprised gasp as Sunstreaker suddenly latched onto her neck and sensually began to nibble her, while his fingers continued to softly feather across the exposed portions of her pale, freckled skin. Her gasps were immediately followed by moans as he repeated his actions again. And again. And again. "Oh mon Dieu (_ my God), how are you able to do all this while driving?" Yes, it was a silly question to ask at a time like this, but her curiosity needed to be fulfilled.

Although he wasn't facing her and she couldn't quite see his expression in the rearview mirror, Anwen felt him smile against her neck as he tenderly caressed her shoulders and arms: "Adaptation. This false body of mine is just a minor extension of my true self. While I may be indulging in this exchange right now, I'm still in complete control of my body's movements and am not hindered in any way. I can still clearly see the road ahead of me as well as the surrounding landscapes...And I can also see you," his rearview mirror tilted towards her to prove his point, which made her cheeks turn a deep shade of crimson. With a fond smile, Sunstreaker then gently tapped her cheek with his index finger, "That's beautiful."

"Quelle? Mon rougissement (What? My blushing)?"

"Mhmm," he smirked and planted a soft kiss along her neck, "I find the shifting colors of your pigment to be quite lovely. But the same could be said of your other features as well."

Anwen couldn't help but sigh as she felt his hand glide down her side and rest upon her hip, "...Je t'aime, Sunstreaker (...I love you _)."

"Et je t'aime, ma plus chère, ma plus belle Anwen (And I love you, my dearest, loveliest _)."

Hearing him speak in her native tongue, made her heart skip a beat. She wanted to turn around and crash her lips against his, but her current position (and the fact that he had them strapped in) made it impossible at the moment. 'I'll get him later,' she mused to herself.

XXXXX

By the time they arrived at the base, Anwen was a little more disheveled than usual: her hair tie was now barely holding her unruly curls together while her face was completely flushed. Meanwhile, Sunstreaker had momentarily dismissed his holoform and reactivated it in the driver's seat, to which he then glanced over at the young redhead with a smug smirk across his face, "Well, this is your stop. I hope the drive was to your satisfaction and liking."

At the wink he gave her, Anwen felt her face turn a shade darker. "It was...Merci."

He curtly nodded and softly caressed her cheek, "I need to return to my patrol, but I'll see you later this afternoon."

"I'll be looking forward to it," she leaned over and planted a soft kiss upon his lips before reluctantly exiting his alt form and approaching the security gate where Tim stood with a dumbfounded/awestruck expression on his face:

"Am I crazy, or did Sunstreaker just drop you off?"

She emitted a soft laugh at his question, "No, you're not crazy. He offered me a ride to base."

"B-But why?! He hates humans," he stated, shocked at her answer while scanning her I.D.

"He tolerates humans to an extent, but he seems to like me for some reason." Sure, that wasn't the entire truth, but she couldn't risk her relationship with the twins being discovered. As much as she wanted to scream it to the world that she was in love with the Autobot frontliners, Anwen knew there were many who would look down on such a union. The last thing she wanted was for Sunstreaker and Sideswipe to be accused of 'stealing her', 'corrupting her' or 'experimenting on her'...well, technically their whole relationship was one big experiment as there had never been any other of its kind before. To say that the three of them were trailblazers was a bit of an understatement. Regardless, she gave Tim a small smile before bidding him adieu and rolling off towards the fitness center where she spotted a familiar silver Lamborghini parked off to the side with a handsome brunette leaning against the driver's side door:

"Morning, sweetspark. How was your drive with Sunny?"

"Oh, you know...interesting," she shyly replied with a blush and a love-struck sigh.

"I can see that," he softly chuckled while she tried to register exactly what he meant by that statement.

Seconds later, it finally clicked: Spotting her reflection in his tinted window, Anwen noticed small blotches ALL over her neck. She immediately knelt beside the driver's side mirror for a proper inspection, to which she saw that said blotches were red in color and covered the majority of her neck. "Oh mon Dieu...I look like a coquette!" As she continued to stare, Anwen suddenly started to laugh, "...I am so going to get your brother for this."

"Careful, he might see that as a challenge," Sideswipe fondly smirked before helping her back up, to which she gave him a flirtatious smile:

"Then I better not disappoint him."

"Oh trust me, you won't," he winked, prompting her to playfully roll her amber eyes.

"Well, I should hope not. But that aside, would you like to join me for a morning swim?"

"Of course."

The two of them then headed inside the pool, to which Anwen rolled into the women's locker room for a few minutes before returning, wearing her flip flops and carrying her towel. Sideswipe was already in the water when she approached and set her things aside, to which she then pinched her nose and jumped in.

Upon emerging, she asked, "Je t'ai eu (Did I get you)?"

"Just a smidge," he replied with a fond smirk lining his handsome face. As much as he wanted to hold her in his arms and kiss her, he had to refrain from doing so at the moment because they weren't alone: Three other humans (including the lifeguard) were in the vicinity and would definitely notice if they started making out with one another. 'Primus Dammit,' he mentally cursed at their current conundrum. He hated that they had to keep their relationship a secret, but he fully understood why it had to be this way. With a sigh, he leaned back against the pool wall and watched as Anwen swam a few laps to get her morning workout in.

Once finished, she joined him against the wall, "Hé, ça va (Hey, are you okay)?"

At her question, Sideswipe gave her a curt nod, "Yea...I was just thinking."

"À propos de quoi (About what)?"

"About how lucky I am to be spending time with you and how much of an impact you've had on my brother and I these past few weeks," he tenderly replied while a warm glow shone in his cerulean blue eyes as he gazed upon the young woman beside him.

His statement brought a radiant smile to Anwen's freckled face: she wanted to embrace him and pour her heart out, but had to restrain herself from doing so at the moment. Instead, she leaned next to his ear and softly replied, "I feel the same way." While she couldn't kiss him at the moment, she settled for holding his hand under the water and stroking his knuckles with her thumb, "Je t'aime, Sideswipe (I love you_)."

"Et je t'aime à Cybertron et retour, ma très chère Anwen (And I love you to _ and back, my dearest _)."

A ripple of pleasure rolled down her spine upon hearing him speak her native tongue. Sure, his and his brother's voices were naturally attractive to begin with, but hearing them speak French just made her skin tingle with delight. She absolutely loved it! Now, when some of the humans around base tried speaking French to her, it usually sounded obnoxious and somewhat offensive...like those stereotypical, French-accented cartoon characters. Sure, there were some who were genuine in their attempts, but others were just trolls who fished for reactions out of her. Of course, she usually ignored them.

XXXXX

Upon finishing their morning workout and exiting the pool, Sideswipe dismissed his holoform while Anwen headed into the women's locker room to shower and dress for the day.

As she washed out her hair, shaved, and scrubbed her body, she thought about her earlier encounter with Sunstreaker and felt a blush creep across her face. At the same time, she wondered if Sideswipe had something equally suggestive planned. The thought of him kissing her and touching her in such an intimate way made her legs tremble. She only wished she knew how to reciprocate their affections...

Wait. Of course! Maggie could give her advice! She's had some prior experience when it came to romance and intimacy. She'd know what to do! Of course, Ratchet would likely have answers as well, but Anwen was too embarrassed to ask him. She had no doubts when it came to his advice, but that conversation would just be awkward to hear from someone whom she looked up to as a Father figure. In truth, she was worried that he'd dismantle the twins and turn them into toasters, or a pair of panini presses. At that, her stomach growled in protest, 'Great, now I want a freakin' panini.' With a smirk, the young ginger rinsed her hair and squeezed out some of the excess moisture before exiting the shower with her supplies and drying herself off with her beach towel.

Stepping over to the nearest sink, Anwen placed her shower items back inside the caddy before combing out her damp curls and working some product into her hair as a means to style it and add more volume. Afterwards, she wrapped her towel around her torso and set to work blow drying her thick, curly, red tresses while mentally going over her work schedule for the day.

Once her hair was dry, she washed her face, dabbed a drop of rose oil behind her ears, and hung her towel up to dry beside her bikini, to which she then placed her shower caddy and hair dryer back inside her locker before removing her backpack, I.D. and rollerblades. She then set them on the bench and unzipped her bag to retrieve her clothes.

After slipping on a clean pair of panties and her black bra, Anwen adorned her watch, a pair of purple and black striped knee-high socks, a pair of black denim shorts, her black base colored Easy-Bake Coven t-shirt (featuring three little girls (and a black cat) dancing in a graveyard with a magical easy-bake oven and pies floating above them), her rollerblades, Star Wars I.D. lanyard, and her oversize blue plaid flannel. Since Halloween was right around the corner, she thought to dress more festive, hence the theme. Of course, her ensemble wasn't entirely complete, but that would change after breakfast.

Upon closing her locker, Anwen took a moment to look herself over in the mirror, noting the little red marks left on her neck by Sunstreaker. *sigh* "I just hope my curly hair will be enough to hide them from prying eyes." While she had no shame in her current appearance or the fact that she had received said marks from one of the mechs she loved and was loved by, she knew they were unprofessional looking and would prompt rumors and suspicion from her coworkers.

With a huff, she donned her backpack, rolled out of the locker room and exited the building, where she then approached Sideswipe and slipped into his passenger seat with a smile, "Bonjour again; I hope you weren't waiting too long for me to finish getting dressed for work."

His holoform manifested into the driver's seat, to which he shook his head, "Nah, it wasn't that long. Besides, while you were busy getting ready for work, I was conversing with Sunny. He's still on the Comm. by the way," he stated with a wink while she felt her face heat up.

"O-Oh...Bonjour, Sunstreaker. Is your patrol still fairing well?"

::To an extent. Although, it'd be better if you were still riding in my seat or sitting on my lap,:: there was an obvious smirk in his voice, which prompted the young redhead to cross her arms over her chest and stare at the stereo system:

"I'm sure it would. Both your seat and your lap are very comfortable."

::Is that so?::

"Mhmm...By the way, I saw the marks you left on my neck. I hope you're happy."

::I am.:: Again with that smugness! Anwen didn't know whether to be annoyed at him or turned on. Damn his charmingly handsome face, and his sexy voice, and his confident attitude...

'Merde (Fuck)!' She pursed her lips together in a slightly peeved expression, "Well, in that case, you better hope I don't find a way to enact some sort of revenge on you."

::Is that a threat?:: He was clearly smiling on his end, which prompted her to respond with a confident smirk:

"No. It's a promise."

XXXXX

-0620-

After ending their call with Sunstreaker, Anwen and Sideswipe had opted to skip the chow hall for the time being and head over to the Autobot barracks. Since they didn't have to report in for work/patrol until 0800, they decided to use this opportunity to their advantage. Plus, they had wanted to kiss each other earlier but were unable to do so at the time.

At the moment, they were currently in his and his brother's private quarters and were lying on top of his (not Sunny's) berth. Having transformed into his bipedal mode, Sideswipe was careful not to put any of his weight on Anwen as they kissed one another while he tenderly caressed her smaller frame with one of his battle-hardened servos. Breaking away from her lips, he then slowly kissed a trail down her neck, causing her to softly moan:

"Mmm...Sideswipe…"

Hearing his designation being spoken in such a seductive tone made him (metaphorically) puff up with pride, to which he then carefully nipped her neck and swiped his glossa over the mark, causing her to gasp in both shock and pleasure. This brought a satisfied smirk to his face as he did it again to the other side of her neck which caused her to moan and arch her back in response. "Oh mon Dieu...Sideswipe…"

He emitted a soft chuckle and tenderly caressed her cheek with the back of his digits, "Are you enjoying yourself, sweetspark?"

"...Oui," she sighed as she dreamily met his gaze. "I just wish I could return the favor...but I don't have any experience, nor do I know what you like in terms of..*ahem*..pleasure…"

His optics took on a softer glow at her statement, to which gently took a hold of her slender hand, "Then I'll just have to show you," he softly kissed her knuckles and guided her hand to the junction of cables around his neck, "Feel that?"

"Mhmm," she nodded as her fingers lightly touched a rather thick cable on the right side of his neck. "What do I do now?"

"Grab it…," he sighed as her fingers glided along the sensitive cable before wrapping around it. "...Now pull…"

"Like this?" She asked as she gave it a slight squeeze and a jerk, to which he suddenly emitted a pleasurable groan:

"Primus, yes…"

With a confident smile, Anwen tugged at his neck cable again while his frame shuddered in pleasure and his optics darkened with desire. After several satisfying tugs, a wonderfully naughty idea wormed its way into her brain: moving over to the side and onto her knees, she then slowly began trailing kisses along his neck before focusing her attention back on the spot he directed her to mere moments ago. Taking a chance, she nipped the cable several times and followed up with a swipe of her tongue, just like he did to her neck.

For his part, Sideswipe had been immensely enjoying this exchange, but when he felt her teeth and tongue upon his neck cable, he nearly snapped. No! He had to resist. He refused to give into his primal instincts. As delicately as he could, he gently pried the small redhead off his neck, "I-I think that's enough for one day, sweetspark…"

"Pourquoi (Why)? Am I hurting you?"

A pang of guilt shot through his spark at the face she was giving him, to which he shook his helm and gently cupped her cheek, "No. No, you're not hurting me. It'll take more than a few nips and tugs to hurt me," he lightly smirked, making her blush, to which he stroked her cheek with his thumb. "I just don't want you to feel like we're rushing into things too quickly for your liking. Sunny and I want to do right by you, and that means taking our relationship at your preferred pace."

At his sincerity, Anwen couldn't help but smile, "I appreciate that, Sideswipe. Merci."

"Of course. Now, don't get me wrong, I sincerely enjoyed that exchange and I hope we can do it again sometime," he winked and tenderly caressed her cheek.

"Same here," she rubbed her fingers along his digits before a familiar growling sound caught their attention.

With a knowing smile, the silver frontliner gently scooped her off the berth and set her on the floor, "Come on, I'll take you to breakfast."

"Merci, Sideswipe."

"Sure thing, Ani."

(Another Authors Note: Sooooo, was it worth the wait? I'm just loving their whole relationship development and exchanges. I know I usually post more than one chapter a month, but this last month was very stressful for me. Reasons' why are these: First, I had to take a near two hour drive down to the capitol where the Labcorp was located so I could undergo some Lab work that is required for my job, but I nearly missed my appointment because I got stuck in traffic and had to travel to an unfamiliar part of the city, to which I thought my GPS was screwing with me because it wasn't the same place as last time. Thankfully, it was the right place and I made it on time, but regardless, it was a hassle. Second: I had a panic attack a few days later that lasted for nearly twenty minutes and while I was calmly lying down and trying to steady my rapid heart rate, I was stressing about it the whole time because it literally came out of nowhere and caught me completely off guard. And third: One of my friends/former coworker/adopted Aunt was recently struck and killed by a speeding car while she was trying to cross the street. I'm not asking for sympathy or pity, I just wanted to be honest with ya'll on why I haven't posted in a while. Thank you for your understanding. Again, I really appreciate your continued support. You guys keep me inspired and give me the extra push I need to continue writing as often as I do. Granted, I'm pretty good at motivating myself to write, but I'd like to think it's mainly you guys because of how much love and attention this story has been getting compared to my other ones. Yes, I love them too, but this one has been my primary focus for a while. Anyways, thank you again and remember to stay safe and stay awesome!)