A/N A weird pairing, requested by Fallriver Prime, but I'm happy to do it none the less, *claps hands* Alright! Time for the lemon!
The Autobots awoke in a bright unknown place, yet it still looked familiar.
"W-Where are we?" Bumblebee beeped out anxiously.
"No need to worry, young one." A large light blue figure stated.
"I am Primus." He said and the bots jaws dropped.
"I apologise for the inconvenience, I only wished to teleport one of you here." He said solemnly.
"And No, this is not the well of Allsparks, we are in the middle, of life and death." He explained.
"Could you teleport us back please?" Ratchet asked.
"Of course." And with a wave of his servo 4 Autobots were gone, leaving the femme and Primus.
"I thought you wanted Optimus?" She asked.
Primus laughed.
"No, You are a special part of the Autobots future also, and instead of a choice of the natural selection of the mechs you have on earth, I decided to take that role." When he finished, he glanced at her.
"Of course, you will not be rushed, call me whenever you are prepared." He said handing her a private comm number.
"Um..Thanks?" She said and he chuckled and waved as she disappeared back to earth.
Plummeting towards earth was not a fantastic way to return.
Just before she hit the ground a blanket of blue orbs caught her and placed her gently on the ground.
"Thanks." She whispered, and the orbs made a jingling noise before vanishing.
Transforming and driving to base, Arcee sighed.
What just happened?
"You are taking it surprisingly well, my dear." A purring voice whispered in her head.
"Hold on, how can I hear you?..You know what, dont awnser that." Arcee said.
Primus chuckled.
Arriving at base, Arcee transformed and was greeted by her teammates.
She explained the situation and Ratchet laughed, he laughed.
"What's so funny?" Bulkhead asked.
"I dont even know anymore." Ratchet snorted.
Optimus vented and cleared his throat pipes.
"I believe you Arcee, Although dare I say it, I dont think Primus is entirely correct." He said honestly, earning nods from everyone.
"It has been a full day, Everyone please retreat to their personal quarters." Optimus said setting of down the hallway.
A murmer of 'goodnight Optimus' was heared as they all trudged behind him and into their quarters.
~One week later~
Arcee was tackled by Knockout.
"Get off of me, Scrapheap!" She yelled, pointing an arm blade at his neck although she couldnt reach that far.
"Dont make me laugh, femme." Knockout chuckled.
Kicking Knockout in the abdomen, Arcee jumped up and backflipped off of him.
"Jokes on you Con!" Bulkhead yelled running past Arcee who had just landed, and smashed into Knockout.
"Ugh! Retreat!" Knockout yelled, making a break for it.
The Autobots collected the remnants of the leftover shards of energon.
"Well done today." Ratchet praised as they finished loading them into the base.
"Yes-" Optimus was cut off by a faint jingling sound.
Arcee vanished into thin air a moment after.
Optimus sighed, Primus was toying with all of the mechs.
~With Primus~
"You are approaching a fertile window, I suggest it would be best if we did this, soon." He said with a small smirk that vanished soon after.
Arcee nodded, almost squeaking when she was pushed against a small wall nearby.
Primus licked Arcee's neck hungrily, almost like he could taste the boiling energon underneath her protoform.
Making his way down to her collarbone and bit down gently almost like a marking.
Primus snaked his servos around her waist and pulled her against his large frame, grinding against her port.
Moaning breathily, Arcee leaned into his warm touch.
Bucking his hips against her again he finally opened his panel, revealing a hardened and very large spike.
Arcee wordlessly opened her port entrance and squeaked at the sudden entrance.
It wasnt soon until Primus was gyrating and thrusting his hips slowly and sensually.
He had Arcee at his mercy, mewling and moaning.
Lazily overloading, he coaxed Arcee's overload with him.
She almost fainted.
What just happened?
Hi, I hope you enjoyed this one, I have a few coming along nicely.
Ily, Stay fresh my diamonds.
Crystalarcee out-
