The good and the bad | By : supernova222 Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > Het - M/F Views: 5830 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The Autobots were finally on their way home to Cybertron. They had saved Detroit, captured Megatron and his lead Decepticons, reformed most of the allspark, and regained the long lost stolen protoforms. They were on the recently revived omega supreme, who would have warped right to cybertron but was still weak from the final battle, forcing them to make the long flight there. They were all a bit anxious to get there but exhausted at the same time from the recent victory. Their spirits were also dampened by the loss of prowl, who had sacrificed himself to reform the allspark. Bumblebee was taking it the hardest, though they did argue a lot, they did generally care about and watch over each other. He leaned against the wall in a dimly lit corridor of omega’s inside as he thought about all that had happened, until he heard raised voices from the nearby room.
“slow down, we don’t want the others to hear, and is this really the time?” a voice said lightly Bumblebee creeped up to the doorway and peered in and was in shock. He saw arcee, sitting on the edge of a recreation table, with ratchet up against her front with her legs wrapped around him. He was kissing her neck tenderly. “Ratchet! you horny old doc-bot you” bumblebee whispered to himself They squirmed against each other as he moved his hand down between her legs and she gasped with surprise “what are you doing ratchet?” “shhhhh, we have been apart so long, let’s just enjoy ourselves for a bit” he whispered to her as he continued to rub her port. He then moved his other hand under her arm and activated her chest panel. Her panel separated down the middle and opened to reveal her lovely breasts. This was all getting really hot and bumblebee was starting to get excited. This wasn’t the first time he saw arcee’s boobs, he was ashamed to admit. When he warped to the moon and snuck into omega supreme, he found her and turned on her communicator so as to listen in on the cons, since she was in a hard wired state. Before he left he got curious and, at the risk of getting caught, opened up her chest and fondled her breasts for a few minutes before heading back. He felt awful about not being able to restrain himself, even in such a serious situation. He started to think “well, prime and jazz are on the bridge, bulks watchin the cons, and sari is with the protoforms, so I shouldn’t get caught” he reasoned to himself He then opened his crotch plate and started to rub his golden rod as he watched the other two bots play dirty, until… “Ratchet, could you please report to the core chamber" prime’s voice rang over the intercom. Ratchet growled at the interruption, arcee sighed and leaned back as he went to answer the intercom “what is it” he yelled “Excuse me” prime said in surprise After he took a moment to calm down he replied again “sorry, what is it prime” “Can you go to omega’s spark chamber, we want to make sure his systems are running normal and no one knows him better then you” prime said After groaning out loud, ratchet replied “sure prime, I’ll head down” “good, and afterwards can you stop by the room holding the protoforms, sari wants to learn more about them and wants your help” Ratchet and arcee shared a brief glance; ratchet was very sympathetic of sari’s desire to learn more about who she is “pleasure, prime” he said before shutting off the comm. He went over and planted a kiss on arcee ‘s cheek before heading out the rooms other door. Arcee sat there with a disappointed look on her face, her port and chest panels still open as she sat at the end of the table. “gee, she looks like she was kinda looking forward to it, well how about I help her out, I have always been dominated when I was with a femme, now I should take control, I mean, if she’s cool with it” Bee ran through his head. After a few moments of hesitation he moved into the open doorway “Uh, hi arcee, just thought I’d see how you were doing” he said in a low tone “Oh, bumblebee it’s you, I…” she stopped and gasped as she noticed his hard member sticking out of his pelvis, completely forgetting about her own current nakedness. “Bumblebee, what are you doing”she said with shock but not being able to look way from it “I was watching you and ratchet and couldn’t help myself, you know, you shouldn’t go unsatisfied just because he has to work, I’m right here and more than willing” he said boldly She stared at him with surprise. She started to protest when she suddenly remembered her open appearance, she went to close her chest compartment when bee grabbed her hand and held it still. When she looked up, he pressed his lips against hers and gave her a deep lasting kiss. She was caught off guard and could not fight it. After he broke the kiss, he looked her in her eyes “I know you care about ratchet, but you have been in stasis for a long time, don’t you think you need this, without having to wait for him to finish his work” Bumblebee couldn’t believe the terrible things he was saying, he wasn’t acting like himself. She stared back at him and he knew she agreed. After letting go of her hand he lightly grabbed her breasts and rubbed them in circles. It had been so long since she felt these sensations and she was ready for it after fooling around with ratchet. He engulfed her breasts with his hands and squeezed them, pinching her nipples between his fingers as she groaned in satisfaction. As he did this, she moved her hand down and massaged his hard member, she could feel some fluid already dripping from the tip. He lightly pushed her backwards so she lay across the table top on her back and she looked up at him with wanting eyes. He crawled up over her and after a surreal moment of gazing at each other, he leaned down and slid his member into her already wet port. She gasped as he forced it in, and he knew why, it was so tight from cycles of neglect. After they layed still for a moment, savoring the glorious sensation, he slowly started to move in and out of her with a gradual pace so as not to rush it for her. She quietly moaned with each and every thrust into her port: she wrapped her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his back with hers knees sticking out making them look like what humans called a butterfly position, even flapping them up and down with every plunge into her depths. Bee leaned his body down atop hers, with is head nuzzling perfectly in between her cleavage; he had never been so proud of his shortness. He soon quickened his thrust pace, making it more and more intense. Her moans grew louder, thank the allspark no one was near enough to hear them. She started digging her fingers into his back from the sheer pleasure. She then unwrapped her legs and stuck them straight out to either side, allowing him smoother access into her. She could feel the heat growing between them for what was going to happen soon. “Are you ready, arcee?” he grunted “yes, yes, yes, yes, yeeeeeeeeeees!” she squealed out load as they came together, her first orgasm in hundreds of cycles was more than she could ever dreamed of. Her legs, still sticking straight out to the sides, shuddered for a few moments before falling and draping on the sides of the table. They layed as they were for almost five minutes, their fluids running off the table onto the floor. After that, bumblebee leaned up to check on arcee, she appeared to have fallen asleep, exhausted from the intercourse no doubt. He slid himself out of her carefully then off of her and put his tool away. Feeling guilty about this, he at least wanted to fix how it looked. He cleaned her up, washed the fluids off the floor and table, and closed her ports. He repositioned her to look like she just layed down and fell asleep after ratchet left. He gave her a small kiss on the top of her helmet before hurrying out. It wouldn’t be long before they got back to cybertron. They were all going to be welcomed as heroes “And I know what that means, instant babe magnet, ha ha, coming home a planet wide hero would guarantee a hoard of fembots lining up with their ports already open for me” He was smiling so much that anyone who came by would think he was nuts. He then thought back to another encounter he had, the best one he ever had and will ever have. 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