(Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers; just Anwen, Liam and my other OC's.)
(Authors Note: Holy Effing Hell, it's been forever since I updated this story! First of all, I am so, so, so sorry for not uploading this chapter sooner. I actually went through a bit of a burnout and just didn't have the motivation to write anything for a while. That, and I had started a new job a few months back, so that kept me busy. Also, my family and I welcomed a new baby last year, so yea, life has been keeping me on my toes. But all that aside, I hope you'll all enjoy this latest chapter. Sixty chapters?! Holy crap! I honestly didn't think I'd get this far, nor did I think anyone would have that kind of attention span :D Thank you all for sticking around and thank you for your continued patience. Here's to 60 chapters!)
(Warning: This chapter contains sexual content. You've been warned ;) Enjoy :D)
"English/French"
'Mental thoughts'
"Flashbacks"/Dreams
'Sarcasm' (or emphasis)
{Cybertronian}
::Sparkbonds::
:Speaker talk:
::Comm. Link::
*Phone calls*
Notes/Yelling (English/Common/French, ect.)
{Cybertronian Notes}
Chapter 60
-Two Days Later-
It was roughly 0237 when the cargo plane touched down in Diego Garcia and its passengers disembarked or were escorted off by medics assessing their conditions. While Sunstreaker and Sideswipe wanted nothing more than to phase their holoforms into Anwen's apartment and worship every delectable curve and freckle on her body, they were obligated to stop by the Med Bay and have Ratchet treat their wounds.
Sure, Jazz and Ironhide did their best with the resources they had at their disposal, but they still required a proper examination and treatment. Besides, what would Anwen say if they refused medical care? She'd be worried and would constantly fret over their well-being.
No! They didn't want her to worry.
As much as they wanted to see and touch their sparkmate, they needed to take care of themselves first. In short, if they were back to optimal function, not only would that eliminate Anwen's overall worry for their well-being, but they'd also be able to 'perform' better during interphase.
With that thought in mind, both mechs headed over to the Med Bay in hopes that their injuries wouldn't take too long to treat. The sooner they were repaired, the sooner they could pleasure their sparkmate.
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-Meanwhile-
At the sound of Kenobi's soft whimpering, Anwen emitted a tired groan as she grabbed her cellphone off the adjacent nightstand and glanced at the time: 0320. Setting her phone back down and slowly sitting upright (so as to not pass out from sudden movement), the young ginger willed herself to slip out of her nice, warm bed and head into the living room with her furry baby following alongside her.
Once Kenobi was clad in his harness and leash, Anwen slipped on her tennis shoes and grabbed her keys before exiting her apartment and escorting him into the elevator where they rode it down to the lobby. Normally, he wouldn't wake her up this early, but every once in a while he'd drink a little too much water before bedtime, which would result in him wanting to go out to pee. While she didn't mind taking him outside at night, she preferred not being alone, especially after her recent 'stalker incident'.
Shuddering at the memory, Anwen nervously led him outside the building and scanned her surroundings for any signs of movement or obscure shapes in the dark. Thanks to the sparkbond, her eyesight was significantly better than it previously was, so she had no need for a flashlight as she searched the shadows for any unwanted threats.
Fortunately, there were none.
Breathing out a sigh of relief, the young ginger took a moment to gaze out towards the ocean while waiting for Kenobi to finish marking every plant in the nearby vicinity. Afterwards, she led him back inside the building where they then rode the elevator up to the 9th floor and returned to the comfort of her apartment.
Locking the door behind her and setting her keys aside, she removed his leash and harness before hanging them on the adjacent coat rack and slipping off her shoes. While Kenobi headed back into the bedroom, Anwen stepped into the kitchenette to fix herself some tea. Normally, she'd waste no time in returning to bed and rolling herself into a blanket burrito, but her mind was now a flurry of thoughts and emotions that primarily centered on her mates and their upcoming return. She wanted nothing more than to embrace them and be enveloped in their strong, protective arms, while their glossas traced her skin and their digits explored her body. Biting her lower lip, she felt her face heat up as her mind began to fill with lewd/sensual thoughts. Sure, she certainly wanted to act upon said thoughts, but it was still a shock to be thinking of such provocative things at this ungodly hour. Normally she'd be asleep and dreaming of distant memories, or dueling Jedi and Sith Lords.
The shrill whistling of the kettle suddenly snapped her to attention, to which she retrieved a coffee mug and a bag of Sleepytime tea before pouring herself some hot water and brewing her drink. Once her tea was properly seeped, Anwen turned off the stove and took a sip of the hot, soothing liquid as the warm aromas filled the air and brought additional comfort to the young ginger.
As she was about to take another sip of her tea, a familiar static sound emitted from behind, to which she turned around to see Sideswipe's small-scale holoform! A charming smile lined his face as his optics glowed in the dark, "Hey, Ani."
With that, Anwen set her drink aside and darted over towards the silver frontliner, where she then wrapped her arms around his neck and jumped into his awaiting embrace. "Sideswipe! Oh mon Dieu, you're back!"
"Yea, I'm home. Primus, I missed you, sweetspark," he tenderly captured her lips and deeply kissed her, prompting her to emit a wanton moan as she wrapped her legs around his torso and pressed herself against him.
"Where..Mmm..Where's Sunstreaker," she asked as he suddenly began dragging his glossa down her neck and fondling her ass with one of his servos.
"He's being examined by the medics. I came here as soon as my exam and repairs were done," he answered as he skillfully managed to slip two of his digits down her sleep shorts, to which he began playing with the hem of her panties.
Before either of them could continue, Kenobi suddenly ran out from the bedroom and happily jumped around them, wanting his share of attention from the silver frontliner. Of course, Sideswipe was happy to give the young K9 some affection as he gently placed Anwen down and began petting him.
Once he was satisfied, Kenobi jumped onto the couch and laid himself down, while Anwen and Sideswipe headed into the bedroom and closed the door behind them. As much as they wanted Sunstreaker to be present, the desire to interphase was too great to wait. No sooner had they reached the bed, Anwen stripped out of her clothes and mounted her silver skater. Both shared a heated kiss as their bodies instinctively joined and a familiar warmth enveloped them.
It was fortunate that cybertronians (even their holoforms) came pre-lubricated, because Anwen wasted no time in riding her mech. As much as she enjoyed foreplay, she needed to feel him inside her. She needed this feeling of oneness. Rolling her hips in sync with his, she emitted a series of moans as he penetrated deeper into her chalice with each undulating thrust.
"O-Oooh, Sideswipe.."
"Ani..Primus, I love you." He held her hips and bounced her up and down his spike, while she threw her head back and gasped as he suddenly began teasing her clit with his thumb.
"Side..Sideswipe, oh mon Dieu..Oh, oui..Oh, Oui!"
"That's it, sweetspark: let it all out."
Grinding against his thumb and upon his spike, Anwen's head swirled as her body caved into euphoric pleasure. While her release was swiftly approaching, she withheld her orgasm as she wanted to savor his touch and cum with him instead of before. With that goal in mind, she leaned down and bit at his sensitive neck cables, knowing they were one of his primary hot spots. In response, Sideswipe emitted a surprised (yet lustful) snarl as his voice crackled into static, while his movements became more intense as he bounced her and plunged his spike into her.
Both lovers soon felt their inner coils winding tighter and tighter until they suddenly snapped, unleashing a flood of euphoria in their wake. A familiar warmth erupted and settled within Anwen as she felt his essence combine with hers, bringing a sense of fulfillment to her.
Trembling with the aftershocks and intensity of their sex, she smiled and leaned against his chest while their bodies remained interlocked. "..Wow..Just, wow.."
"Heh, you took the words right off my glossa," he lightly chuckled and slowly ran his digits through her long, curly hair before a familiar static sound alerted them of Sunstreaker's arrival:
"I see you two wasted no time in getting busy," the golden twin smirked in amusement as he stood across from the bed.
"What can I say: we were merely following our instincts," Sideswipe replied with a shrug as he carefully retracted his spike from Anwen and sheathed it before she shakily slipped off the bed and approached his brother.
"Oh, Sunstreaker, I'm so glad you're back! I missed you," she tearfully smiled as he scooped her up and pressed his helm against her forehead.
"I missed you too, sparklight. Primus, I missed you," he held her close and kissed her neck, while taking in her rosy scent and velvet touch.
While Sideswipe was up for another round with their sparkmate, he felt that Sunstreaker should have a private turn with her as it was only fair. With that, he sent Anwen a loving pulse and dismissed his holoform for the time being.
Once alone, Sunstreaker gently laid her down upon the bed and began trailing his glossa down her chest, while his skilled digits toyed with her clit and nether lips. Retracting his spike from its protective sheath, he lined himself up with her opening as she spread her legs in anticipation. Sharing a deep, passionate kiss, he pushed himself inside her and began to thrust as she dug her (blunt) nails into his plating. Obviously, it had no effect on him, but she mainly did it to anchor herself.
Arching her back against the mattress, Anwen emitted a sudden gasp as he bit down on her neck and pinched her left nipple, "O-Oh, Sunstreaker!"
Chuckling against her pulse, he slowly licked a trail over to the other side of her neck, where he gently bit down and continued grinding into her, causing the bed frame to loudly creak and shake with each thrust. "Say my designation again, sparklight."
"S-Sunstreaker," she panted as he lifted up her hips and railed into her. "..Sunstreaker..O-Oh, Sunstreaker..Oh..Mmm, oui..Oui!"
"That's it, sparklight. Overload for me," he purred as he quickened his pace, while feeling her inner walls clenching around his spike, signaling her release was swiftly approaching.
As a rush of euphoria enveloped her body, Anwen cried out in ecstasy as she felt a sudden gush of liquid heat erupt inside her, mixing with Sideswipe's essence and effectively filling her to capacity. "O-Oh mon Dieu...that was i-incredible..," she panted as her legs began to shake.
Smiling down at his sparkmate, Sunstreaker tenderly brushed the back of his digits along her freckled cheek, "I agree. Although, I'm sure the next round will be even more impressive."
"Oh? You wish to go again," she curiously asked in amusement, to which he chuckled:
"I'm always willing to merge with you, sparklight. However, as much as I'd love to continue testing the durability of your bed frame, I think we should rest for a while."
"Hmm, you're probably right," she mused as a wave of exhaustion suddenly hit her, causing her eyes to grow heavy. Within moments, she was out like a light.
Seeing this, Sunstreaker slowly pulled out of her and sheathed his spike before Sideswipe reappeared and joined them in the bed:
"I don't know about you, but I could go for a long recharge."
"Agreed." Glancing down at their sparkmate, a warm smile appeared along his face as he tenderly kissed her freckled cheek, "Goodnight, sparklight."
"Mmm," she tiredly mumbled in her sleep, while Sideswipe kissed her other cheek:
"Sleep well, Ani."
With their sparkmate safely between them, both mechs closed their optics and instantly fell into a much needed recharge.
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(Another Authors Note: Hello again, dearest readers, fellow writers and Transformers fans of every size, shape, color and faction! Thank you all so much for taking the time to read this latest chapter. As I said earlier, I apologize for not updating sooner, but life has kept me busy and I was undergoing a bit of a burnout. I felt it was necessary to take a break as I didn't want to lose my drive and passion for this story. I should have put it on hiatus, but I honestly forgot to do so. Whoops. Anyways, thank you all for your support. If you'd like feel free to leave a review as I take inspiration from them and actually feel more compelled to write more. Honestly, who doesn't feel inspired after receiving one? Regardless, thanks again. Here's to 60 chapters!)
