The Authoress

Chapter 18: Daydreams

    Chapter 18: Daydreams

    Corvin was at a loss. Like, how does one deal with this kind of things? She didn't know what was expected of her. She just hoped and prayed she didn't fuck it up.

    Corvin stared down at the tiny human that had been intrusted into her charge for the day. Said human looked up at her with huge, excited eyes and bobbing pink and brown hair.

    "Sooo," Corvin started, not sure what to say. She was sitting in her "Old Room" with Miko sitting on her upraised knee. She said "Old Room" because she didn't actually sleep in there anymore. She'd been bunking with Optimus for a solid month now, ninety percent of the time they were banging, the other time was spent talking and stuff.

    She had to admit, she was pretty damn happy with how things were going between her and Optimus. He was slowly (slooowwllyy) relaxing around her. As a Prime that had been in war for millions of years, she didn't expect him to trust her so quickly. She assumed it was the sex. But either way he was beginning to like her and trust her more than a fuck-buddy or subordinate. He actually told her some stories that she didn't expect him to share: his previous relationship with Megatron before the war.

    It wasn't a "relationship relationship", but they had been friends. He had spoke of their encounters before the war, the almost pleasant company Megatron had been. Corvin had been very, very surprised that he had even brought it up, and let him talk it out until he was done.

    Optimus was all around pleasant to spend time with, his calm aura and strong demeanor were nice bask in. She greatly enjoyed being around him, she exceptionally enjoyed the sex.

    They were not lacking in that department, by far. They kept the mood alive better than she had been with before. The fact the Corvin was inventive and Optimus was willing to experiment helped. That and the fact that Corvin never got over her fangirl lust for Optimus, and the fact he was one hot piece of ass.

    Even now she could remember the first time they tried doing in from behind.

    Optimus loomed over her in the darkness of the room, the glow from their optics and bio-lights cast alluring shadows over them both; blue light glinted off of armor and protoform in the inky darkness, adding to the experience. She could barely see as she was turned over onto her front, the Prime ever mindful of her wings. She positioned herself on her servos and knees, spreading her knees out for better support.

    Arousal and anticipation burned through her lines, every edge and seam on her frame tickling with charge. She could feel how hot he was, even though they were not directly touching anywhere but his servos on her hips. The sounds of his fans mixed with her fans and their heavy ventilations.

    He leaned over her from behind, his front pressed down against her back, armor lining up and fitting  together. She arched back as he ground into her, the squeal of metal grating mixing with their pants. His servos moved, digits dipping into seams and stirring charge, caressing all the spots that he knew would make her shudder. She was getting impatient, her arousal building up fast and demanding release. She ground back into him with a hiss of "Get on with it." She could feel his chassis rattle with his chuckle, the metal vibrating against her wings and making her groan loud. She was wiggling now, trying desperately to create friction between their bodies.

    His breath was right in her audio, his chin propped over her shoulder and his chassis leaned against her's, his leg in between her's while the other was on the other side of her leg. His arms held him up, each positioned on either side of her. Suddenly, Optimus dropped all his weight onto her back, causing her arms to buckle under her. Her chassis hit the berth, jarring her but not painful. Now that he didn't have to hold himself up, Optimus had his servos free. His chassis kept her pinned as his servos trailed down, over her wings and to her hips, where he tapped her interface panel. It snapped back, exposing her fully aroused interface array.