The Authoress

Chapter 17 Powwows

Chapter 17: Powwows

Corvin awoke from another night full of processor blowing romps with Optimus. She woke with a large grin on her face, her whole frame cuddled against his. He was warm and his vents were even, sending Corvin into a peaceful lull.

She had been really worried that Optimus would shy away from her after their night -and morning- together. Well, not shy away, but not acknowledge that that night happened or ask her to leave him alone. She had been really worried, but luckily, her worries were misplaced.

When she had gotten back from the mission and all was settled with the children, the humans went home and it slowly turned to night time. Corvin had faced a dilemma: she had nowhere to sleep, for sure that is. She didn't know if she was still welcomed in Optimus's room after their night, or if it was just a one-time thing. Optimus seemed to sense her inner turmoil and had snagged her servo before she left the main room. No one besides them were left in the room, and Ratchet was in the Med bay, so she guessed he had hesitation when he grasped her servo.

All he said was "Stay with me?" and her worries had melted away. They had went back to his room and just laid down. They had talked for awhile, just about little things. Optimus was the perfect gentleman, his servos stayed around her waist while they cuddled (her inner voice was screaming) and it was her that made the first move.

It was during the time after that, that Corvin found out the Optimus had been paying attention to her during their first time. It was amusing in a way, he'd rub and scratch at places she thought he hadn't even noticed.

Corvin smiled and tightened her arms around Optimus's arm, her back was to his chassis and his arm was around her frame and she was using it as a pillow. Corvin snickered.They were spooning.

She liked it, a lot. He was large and warm, covering her whole frame with his own and casting her in a sense of safety and peace one could rarely feel on their own.

She noticed Optimus awoke when he started trailing his free servo down her side.Corvin smiled.

"Good morning," she said

"Good morning," he said back, his voice low and relaxed. They stayed like that for awhile, Corvin just listening to Optimus' steady breaths and enjoying the light tickle of his digits mapping out her side.

They both got up and headed out, Optimus placing a lingering farewell-for-now kiss upon her lips that made her face light up.

Corvin had a giddy, too-big grin on her face when she walked into the main room, and the others took immediate notice. They could feel the relaxed aura around the two, how Optimus walked with less stiff movements and how she swaggered in like she owned the world. But it was the scent that really told the story.

It was after Optimus went to his terminal and Corvin took up her spot against the wall, buried in her data pad, that they went to Ratchet, who looked like he knew more than they did. Arcee, Bulkhead, and Bee crowded around the medic, just out of Optimus's site (they didn't worry about Corvin, she was oblivious to everything when in the zone).

"What's up with those two?" Arcee asked in a hushed tone.

"Hm?" Ratchet looked up with a knowing look, but clearly wanting them to say more.

"Corvin and Prime. Those two have been acting weird." Bulk said.

"Yeah, Optimus looks really relaxed, and Corvin looks..."

"Like she could take on the whole Decepticon army with a smile?" Arcee finished Bee's sentence. Ratchet shrugged.

"For lack of anything better to say, I guess." he replied. He went back to tinkering on the device he was working on, a large grin crossing his features. "But if that's what you are seeing, you're seeing the aftermath of our Prime deflowering a certain seeker the night before last."