The Authoress

Chapter 16: The Morning After

   

Chapter 16: The Morning After

Corvin’s systems were very slow in booting up the next morning, every part of her being just wanted to sleep and snuggle into that warmth that radiated under her. The seeker sighed happily, nudging her face into the warmth under her and snuggling close. Her frame happily relaxed, ready to lay there all day. This was definitely the most comfortable position she had been in since she got here.

There was a quiet groan, and it wasn’t from her…

Corvin’s systems booted up in alarm, her optics cycling on and her helm rising to look at the warm thing she was laying on. It was Optimus? The memories of their amazing night together came back like a hammer to the face, and Corvin couldn’t help the face-splitting grin that formed upon it.

She banged Optimus!

QUE THE FANGIRL!!

She felt giddiness fill her frame, and she couldn't help the wiggle that went through her at the thought. She fragged her favorite character!! Who else could say that? And Optimus was a damn good lay. Corvin commenced the dance party in her head, which turned into an all out rave when Optimus--still in recharge--held her tighter, his arms wrapped around her.

Yahhhsss!

She was quite shocked that it had happened, actually. Every fanfiction, show, movie, and comic showed that Optimus was one tough cookie to crack, so how the hell did she managed to do it in the year she had been here? Pure, unadulterated luck, that’s what.

Corvin laid there for the longest time, just looking at the only perfect thing in this entire universe. Sure, he had many flaws, but they all just made him even more perfect.

Optimus’s vents were low and even, his face looked young in his sleep, all the stress was gone and all his systems relaxed. Corvin hypothesized that she was the cause for that.

Optimus slowly came online, his optics flickering for a moment before glowing fully. He sighed loudly, looking up at the ceiling of his room. He was strangely relaxed, all of his systems humming in content, especially his base coding, which was purring in the back of his processor. He shuttered his optics as the events of last night came back. He looked down and spotted the cause of his relaxed state, staring at him with droopy optics.

“Good morning, Corvin. I trust you rested well?” he asked, his servos lightly gliding down the femme’s back. She hummed, a smile crossing her features.

“Indeed, I did Optimus. You?” she said, her voice light and filled with content.

“Better than I have in a millennia.” he replied with a smile of his own.

“Hmm, that’s good.” Corvin hummed, her optics closing for a moment. She was still straddling him, her frame draped over his and her chin resting on his windshield. Optimus continued to pet her, his servos trailing over the back of her helm all the way down to her lower back. They stayed there a long time, just cuddling and dreading the moment that they would have to get up.

Sadly, that moment couldn’t be put off forever and they had to get up and go about their day.

Corvin sighed, unhappily this time, and sat up, only to hiss as a sharp, aching pain shot through her lower half.

“Ah, damn it…” she huffed.

“What is it, Corvin?” Optimus asked, looking concerned as he sat up, too. Corvin was still sitting on him.

“Sore, that’s all.” she informed, twisting a bit to relieve some of the ache in her interface. She looked down at where they had been previously joined. Her face slightly scrunched at the sight of their dried fluids spattered all over their hips and thighs. Optimus had the majority of the mess, due to their position, but she still had a good amount.