Old Love | By : StarRaider Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 1267 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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New Love
Finally Sideswipe was able to leave the medical facility, the last battle had been rough he had been shot out of the sky while drawing attention away from Sunstreaker who had been pinned down. He walked out the door after getting the thumbs up from Ratchet. Moonbeam got up from her vigil and instantly clutched him. He held her knowing she would be worried.
“I won’t tell you not to fight for what you believe in, but I don’t have to like it.” She murmured in to his freshly polished chest armor. She took a step back and openly kissed him. “I was worried.”
“Awe, I could have done more if they hadn’t hit my jetpack. Ratchet says it’s going to be a while before he can get to that.” He tried not to blush but couldn’t help it. Things had changed since her arrival on Earth. Sunstreaker was given his own quarters and Sideswipe was allowed to continue his relationship with Moonbeam, to her delight. The two walked to their quarters and in hand, as if they hadn’t been split apart in the first place.
Sunstreaker was a bit jealous; he had a fembot on Cybertron but hadn’t been reunited with her. He didn’t mind much really he had wanted his own room as well, but his bond with his brother sometimes got the best of him. He knew when Siders was happy, he could feel it.
Once in she quit with the pleasantries and led him straight to the recharge bed. He smiled as his back hit the bed, and she lay on top of him just hugging him. A moment later she sat up having sneakily unhinged his chest armor. She pulled it up, and set it aside carefully, not wanting it scratched. He relaxed as she ran her fingers down his chest. His hands moved to her thighs, and he started to do as she did, remove armor.
“Ratchet told me that it wasn’t too serious, but I could help be worry.” She talked between kisses as she made her way down his chest to his abdomen.
“I know, but I have to help Prime. What the Decepticons do is unacceptable.” Sideswipe turned off his optics, relaxing.
“Yeah, but lets not talk about that anymore.” With his armor off she slid down a little farther and took his rod into her mouth.
Sideswipe didn’t say anything he just exhaled a long sigh of pleasure. He knew that she was going to be worried but he didn’t know that she was going to want to do anything, after all she was also in the battle, and he didn’t know at all if she had been harmed. He put the thought of that aside being that she hadn’t said anything nor did Ratchet and started to concentrate on her.
Something within her wanted him; her spark was nearly dedicated to him, but the thought of being apart again after the long time spent away from him over protective. She now wanted to spend every waking moment with him. This was her way of telling him how she felt.
The rod in front of her began to get ridged and stiffen. She placed her hand around the base of it and stoked in time with her licking. She could see Sideswipe’s optics dim and turn off. Moonbeam did it a while longer then moved over top of him and lowered her self on to his waiting rod.
Without turning his optics on he placed his hands at her hip to give support as she started a rhythm. He could feel her systems heating as the friction between them started to speed up. He lifted and lowered following her pace.
Her fingers found their way on to his chest, the tips starting to make little indents, as she moved on his rod allowing it to hit her inner sensor and sending her system into over heat. She took in cooling air fighting the warnings that displayed in her optics to no avail. She stopped but Sideswipe didn’t he lifted and thrust into her sending her into orgasm. Her mind swam with nothing but thoughts of him.
Around his rod her cables grabbed and pulled at him stimulating him till he joined her, his own orgasm flowing into her. His breaths short and shallow as he too stopped his movement, the both lay there Moonbeam’s head laying on Sideswipe’s chest their breaths in unison.
“I don’t want to be separated from you.” She whispered.
“I will do my best to see that never happens again.” He moved his hands from her thighs to her back and held her there as she passed out into a recharge. “Things will be different.” He finished.
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