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How May I Help You?	By : Ozphoenix Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 3106 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2

“I want a new IX7 implant,” Elita held up the ‘Interfacing Problems’ datapad to the curious female doctor’s face. “I’ve read this, I’ve gone over everything. I believe this is my best chance.”

Elita had found a neutral femme medic to talk to. Her regular medic, First Aid, was someone she just couldn’t talk to about a problem like this. Anything she said to First Aid was confidential, of course, but she felt she was protecting herself AND Optimus by going outside the Autobot circle.

“It will work, for sure,” the old femme nodded, her fingers tapping slightly on the desk with her datapad pointer, “but the possible side effects are what stop most femmes from using it.”

“I’ve read about them. I can handle it.” Elita was confident.

The doctor smiled evenly, “I’d like to go over the likely complications before we do this. I don’t think that datapad-” the femme pointed at the pad in Elita’s grasp, “has been thorough enough. The implant can be very nasty if it goes wrong and your system, from what I’ve seen, is quite enhanced. It could cause you a lot of trouble. The side-effects happen in every 1 in 10,000 femmes.”

“If it does, I’ll get it removed,” Elita said impatiently, “The odds are small, I want it done.”

“Did I mention the cost of this? Its expensive.”

“I’ve got enough,” Elita confirmed. She couldn’t use Optimus’ card for this. It would be listed on his account and he would question it, since ‘Medical Centre Services’ wasn’t exactly a shopping spree.

The doctor gave her a long, hard stare. “Alright, let me go over this ONCE more. In rare cases, this implant can cause you to have serious mood swings, depression, anxiety attacks and an uncontrollably voracious libido. You got that? If any of these things happen, you must return to me to have it removed.”

“Yes,” Elita nodded. (Just give it to me already!!) she thought.

After Elita signed the consent form, the implant was inserted under some of her abdominal armor plating and the femme was on her way. It was a few days before she noticed any difference. On the first day she was looking forward to Optimus’ arrival home from his Command duties. The moment he stepped in the door, she was after him, but Cybertron did not move for her, so to speak. Although her climax failed to appear, she did feel a lot more motivated and aroused. She pondered that might have been a placebo effect.

It was on the fourth day that she really noticed the ‘kick’. It was 2am in the morning when she awoke feeling strange. Her systems were going into overdrive. She couldn’t stay still, and she had an insatiable need for interface. Her puzzled and sleepy but willing mate obliged her, and she screamed her way through two hard-hitting climaxes, one after another. She was going for a third when Optimus found he couldn’t keep up the pace.

In the morning with the pale light of Cybertron’s weak dawn entering through the small bedroom window, Optimus Prime stopped at the door on his way to his duties and turned to give Elita an inquisitive look. The femme was stretched out on her back over their substantial bed platform with her legs and arms in a starfish position, blissfully asleep in recharge. It had been a long time since his femme had been so eager for him that she’d woken him out of recharge in the tiny hours of the morning. And TWO climaxes?? If her crazed screams hadn’t alerted him to that fact, the wild thrashings of her body would have. He shook his head.

“Who am I to complain…” he muttered, smiling behind his mask and leaving their quarters. During the day, he found himself thinking over Elita’s behaviour the night before. It pleased him. She hadn’t been that spontaneous in ages. It made him feel a million years younger, which was no small thing!

When he arrived home that evening, she hadn’t yet finished her duties and wasn’t there. He made himself busy, and was answering a comlink call when the apartment door opened and she walked quickly inside. He gave her a wave and a nod, continuing with his call. Elita had other ideas. She turned up behind him, her hands reaching around to feel up and down his expansive chest, “Who are you talking to?” she asked, peeking under his arm.

Optimus paused the comlink, “Idecus. One of the candidates for the Elder’s Council position.”

“Uh huh,” one of her hands slipped lower, moving down to touch the armor between his legs. She pressed her body along the length of his back.

Optimus jumped, hitting the pause button on the comlink again, his hand grabbing onto hers, “Lita!”

“Call him back…” she whispered in a sultry tone, bending down to kiss a path down the small of his back.

“Can’t this wait?” he asked, exasperated. He shifted his weight from foot to foot, still holding her hand where it was pressed to his groin. He was getting hot. He couldn’t think with her pressed so erotically close to his physique.

“No, I need you now. I WANT you now.” Her tone was purring. She slinked around under his arms to face him. Sitting herself upon the waist high bench, she slipped her hands onto his hips, dragging him into the encasing circle of her spread thighs. His optics flared brightly when she reached up to pull his head down and placed hot kisses on his face mask.

He hit the ‘END’ button on the comlink console. He’d call back Idecus later and apologise. Right now, heck, if Elita wanted it, she was going to get it… and now that it wasn’t 2am in the morning, if she desired that third climax she would be welcome to it.

He went after the armor on his body and piled it up uncaringly on the floor. She leaned back on straight arms and watched him, knees spread apart. He was already willingly erect and ready. When his fingers reached for her armor, she pressed her chest upwards, loving the feeling of the armor plating coming off from her chest and crotch, and his bright optics latching onto her exposed areas.

With only a slight bending of his knees to match groin heights, he smoothly inserted himself within her and began the heavy thrusting movements that brought the loudest moans from her open mouth.

He got her to two climaxes in that position. It took a change of location and positions to reach the third. She was crying on the floor with her head hanging down between her arms when that happened. Both their knees were making horrible scratch marks in the floor. He was behind her, holding her hips and surging with little grace into her body. She was on hands and knees, struggling to keep her body up off the floor.
When she finally shuddered through the triumphant third climax, it was Optimus who grabbed at her hips and lifted her lower body to keep her up when her knees gave out.

“Primus,” he gasped, pulling himself out of her and coming down to recover on his hands and knees, his trembling body towering over the prone form of Elita lying insensible face-down on the lounge room floor.

Slowly, he let himself sink to the floor and roll over onto his back next to her. He kicked some of their discarded armor out of the way to make room. Rubbing his hands over his face, he turned his head and gave her dozing form a critical look,
{I don’t know where all this sudden passion is coming from, and I really don’t care! Its great!}. His hand found hers and their fingers closed around one another automatically. He let her lie in peace for while more before gently transferring her recharging body to their bedroom.

He called back Idecus. The counsellor didn’t mind about the dumped call.

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Chapter 3 coming soon.
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