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Womens Work	By : Ozphoenix Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 2164 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Women’s Work

By Phoenix

Autobot City, Residential Quarters, Springer and Arcee’s apartment

Springer tried to move in his sleep, but something was blocking him. He came partially awake, and checked his internal chronometer – 5:43am. He still had just over 30 minutes until he had to get up.

Arcee was clinging onto his back, her arms clenched around the lower part of his chest. He smiled and placed one of his hands over hers. They’d had quite a night, but he didn’t bemoan the lack of recharge. He always marked his calendar with glee when Arcee was due with her cycle.

She made a snuffling noise and threaded one leg in-between his. He lay still. Her fingers scrunched up on his chest and her hips pressed into his rear as she started to wake up. Her thigh pushed up between his, touching his slack interface. On cue, it started to get interested in what was going on. His interface could never be thought of as blind or deaf when a femme wanted attention.

(Thirty minutes,) he thought as he carefully dis-enthreaded Arcee from between his legs so he could roll over to face her. (Less than 10 should do for this). She still had her optics off as he arranged her on her back. Her hips continued to hitch up and back, searching for him.

She woke up more when he positioned himself between her thighs. His interface was hard and ready – as much as it was Arcee ‘in-heat’ so to speak as her body went through its cycle, his seemed to respond likewise to her needs. He never had any trouble keeping up with what she needed from him. He mused that he got it up with almost lightening speed when she laid a hand anywhere on his physique.

Hitching his body up on propped up arms, and positioning his own interface in the right spot near her entrance, he pushed into her firmly. Her optics lit up and her back arched fiercely under his invasion. She’d been wet and ready for him all night.

He’d laughed at her half-hearted grumbling that the constant leak between her legs was a pain in the neck having to clean up, as she’d hobbled unsteadily away from him yesterday after going at it on the lounge.

She wasn’t up to saying anything as he evenly pushed into and out of her, but she managed to cry his name in a hoarse whisper at his actions. Her body desperately pushed back at him. Barely a minute later she was thrashing and writhing against him with her climax. He pushed himself up as far as he could get within her, lifting her lower body off the bed with his hips and came with her, and then let his weight rest on her body and slanted his mouth over hers when her moment neared its end. Her lips were hard on his and she was near sobbing with her need to just get into him somehow. She had a desperate need to make her body part of his. The closest they could come was fraught coupling. All day if necessary.

She moved restlessly underneath him. Her hands moved over his back, hips, chest; she hadn’t had enough of him yet.

He was only half hard this time. But she needed more. He thrusted again, making his pushes hard and on the verge of being too much. He got as far into her as her interface channel went. She relished it, her body was moved in little shoves up the bed. He rose up onto his knees, holding her hips up so he could continue ploughing into her, urging her on.

“C’mon, give it up, you can do it, come for me…” his voice urged her on. One of her hands scrapped down his chest. Her optics flashed on and her expression was frenzied. His interface went rock hard, responding to the job at hand despite discharging several times already that night.

He slid a hand under her hips to keep her up. With his other hand he brought his palm to rest over the top of her interface where it was splayed wide by his searching, thrusting male interface.

“Let it happen, c’mon, do it for me…..”

The probing of his thumb at the beginning of her slit sent her off. She cried out, her body went stiff and this time she really screamed his name while her body shuddered violently. Hearing her say his name so wildly due to his actions, his interface exploded its contents within her without prompting.

He couldn’t stay on his knees, even though he tried to. His head sagged down and he sat panting on his heels, feeling his interface throbbing with the last of his climax within her. Arcee’s lower body rested on his thighs with slack spread legs on either side of his hips. He stared at where he was joined to her while he recovered.

Worried that he was hurting her back it was arching so much, he shuffled backwards to pull out of her and give them room.

He lay down next to her and hugged her when she reached for him. She groaned into the hollow of his neck.

“Oh god….” She gasped.

“Feel better?” he asked somewhat anxiously, relieved when she gave a slight nod. He was prepared to stay with her all day, looking after her wants. As much as they both loved the cycle phase Arcee went through, he was very aware how emotionally and physically painful it could be at times. There were often points where NOTHING he did could ease her desperation to be with him. Multiple couplings and frantic love-making didn’t always work. The highs were wonderful, but if they couldn’t be sated for whatever reason, they became demons.

Sometimes he just lay in bed, holding her and trying to ease her pain with just his close presence while she incoherently sobbed against his chest when her body couldn’t or wouldn’t keep up with the pace her desires were setting.

He looked down at her face. She looked sated enough. And tired. She lay dozing up against him.

After lots of kissing and reassurance that he’d come back at midday to see her, he made it out the door and on his way to the Command Centre running only a few minutes late.

Now he’d have to explain to Ultra Magnus how much he needed a very long midday break period….

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