Remember Me... Please

Chapter 13

(Nsfw cause why not!?)

You grinned up at the mech palming his way down your form.

"You sure you can handle this old mech?~" you asked in a teasing voice adjusting your visor

He glared at you, "I am fully capable of pleasing your insufferable aft."

You grinned running a servo down his chassis, "You love me.~" you spoke leaning towards him

He grumbled slightly nuzzling his helm towards yours, "I've missed you."

You smiled dipping a servo down between his stabilizers rubbing his plate as you pressed your cheek to his, "I've missed you too."

He purred gruffly at your touch leaning closer tracing down your sides to your hips. You purred and tilted your helm at the wet touch of his glossa against your neckcables. You continued your slow rub over his plate sticking your own glossa out slightly propellers twitching. He began to buck into your servo causing you to smirk softly.

"Needy~" you teased

"Just shut up." He gruffed into your neck

You chuckled softly and your efforts were soon rewarded with a spike hitting your palm causing you to smirk. Not missing a beat you wrapped your servo around the warm length earning a groan from the mech.

"What?~" you laughed softly, "That feel good?~"

"Move your fragging servo." He grunted bucking his hips forward

You chuckled and began to move your servo over the hard length causing the mech to shiver. He pulled your thighs apart and used two knuckles to knock at your interface armor causing a purr to leave your throat pipes. 

"What Ratchy?~" you chuckled spreading your thighs more, "Talk to me.~"

He growled softly against your audio, "Just open your fragging plates."

You chuckled, "Make me glitch." You smirked

"Fine I see how it is then." Ratchet muttered dipping a few of his digits down along the warm plate

You shivered as he cupped the plate his digits tracing over the sensitive edges causing your propellers to quiver. He eventually got the plate to open. Ratchet chuckled and pressed two digits to your valve causing you to shudder in delight. He teasingly drug them up the length of your outer valve catching the lubricants sealing there.

"Still got it." He purred quietly mostly in affirmation to himself, but in a manner to tease you as well

You bit harshly at your lower derma as he teasingly drug his digits down. Your digits gripped slightly at the berth at the shallow penetration and slow motions of his digits. You scratched lightly down his free arm and took his servo and brought it to your face. You offlined your optics and suckled gently at his palm while you massaged at his digits with your servos.

You heard ratchet audibly groan and you smirked to yourself. You shivered when you felt his servo withdraw from your array and shift. You open your optics and released his servo and looked up at him with dimmed optics.

He smiled leaning towards your face, "I love you I hope you know." He spoke softly

"I know that's such a difficult task." You chuckled

"Sometimes it really is." He chuckled slipping the tip in

You chuckled breathily pulling him down for a kiss as he eased the rest inside. You quickly lifted your stabilizers and trapped him in your thighs as he began to move. You rolled his lower derma in your denta which caused the mech to groan softly. You hooked your arms over his neckcables thrusting your glossa in passed his dermas with a purr.

He leaned down farther increasing contact between both of your heated forms. With a servo at your hip he rubbed harsh circles at your pelvis causing you to shiver. You pulled away from the kiss to study his face and urge him faster.

You shivered and moaned as he complied. He pressed his forehelm to yours panting heavily. He brushed over a bundle of nerves that caused you to arch and moan.

"Oh?~" he purred softly, "That spot is still sensitive after all these years?~"

You shivered as he brushed over it again, "Sensitive spots tend not to change. Y-you're a medic I thought you'd know this. Ah~"

He chuckles shifting to hit at it harder, "I know.~ I just like to tease.~"

You arched against his movements with a soft moan. Leaning up your dermas caressed down his jaw causing him to shudder as you trailed down to his neckcables. Pressing a servo to one side you pressed hard long kisses to his neckcables. The mechs vents stuttered with each kiss drawing you closer to his shoulder.

"A-a-ah~ (y-y/n)~" Ratchet quietly called out your designation causing a pang of pleasure straight through you to your core

His servos started to travel over your frame causing sharp tingles of electric pleasure to tremble through you as you held his helm and neck where you wanted it. Throughout this session of quieted pleasure your overload began to build up in a tight knot within your tanks.

You pulled away from his neck with a pant. You pressed your forehelm to his optics glazed over with lust for the mech you fell in love with millennia ago. You smiled softly and kissed him. You heard him groan into your intake obviously as close as you are. You pulled away from the kiss to look at him with your signature grin.

You clung to him as you hit your high visor glitching to back for a few brief kliks as Ratchet hit his own overload with a muffled shout in your neckcables. You panted as your visor rebooted and freed Ratchet from the prison you formed in your stabilizers. He pulled out with a grunt.

He made a few disgruntled noises about the fluids on the berth but positioned himself at your side. You rolled over to face him. You didn't say a word and instead opted to cuddle closer to the red and white mech earning you an arm over your waist to keep you close.

As you both laid there basking in the afterglow of sex a drowsiness swept over the both of you and you chuckled.

"Scrap I miss being able to frag and still have the energy to do things." You yawned

"Well that's the price of getting old, your protoform tends to get outdated and you can't do the things you used too." Ratchet chuckled placing his chin on your helm, "We should probably get to recharge being we're just old rust buckets."

You chuckled and nuzzled closer to his warmth, "That sounds like a Bumblebee insult, so dry and tasteless."

He chuckled again sending vibrations through his whole chassis, "Just recharge love, we can insult the youngens in the morning."

"Niiiice."