Never give up

Never Give Up
Kireania


Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers...unfortunately. If I did I would rule Cybertron and Optimus and Jazz would be my sex apslaves for all eternity. hehehehe

An: I am sooooo sorry it took me this long to update. It just took me a while to figure out where to stop this chapter...it just kept growing in length. Hopefully you like this chapter because I'm definitely prouder of this chapter than the last one. >.> Too much melodramatics from the main character in my opinion.

Warnings: Smut (samxbee) and emotional breakdown.

Oh on a side note these people that I am creating are based off my own family. The main character is based off of a super cool version of me and the two brothers are based off my brothers. Mainly I'm only using the dynamics of my family such as the age and the personalities but other than that nothing is the same...unfortunately. The one thing that is entirely me though is the overprotectiveness towards siblings. That is entirely me >.>

Edit/Updated: Ok something weird has happened to this story but whatever. I'm missing a chapter >.> Any who for right now Change in Thoughts is going to be chapter three until I get it fixed. There is supposed to be four chapters right now but something happened to the third one and I have to rewrite it all over...this is going t suck cause i hated that chapter...oh well this time it will be better, hopefully. I hope this screw up hasn't confused anyone and I hope to have it fixed asap.


Chapter 3: Change in Thoughts

This wasn’t going as planned. The time that was spent here was supposed to fly by so that she wasn’t forced to remain in area for an extended amount of time…or at least feel like it. Her brothers were even beginning to feel the tension, they were getting antsy and irritated more frequently. Tarot sighed heavily, this was definitely going a lot slower than she had anticipated and wanted.

They had been here close to two months now and there hadn’t been a single sign of a Decepticon attack or even a sighting of one. How was she supposed to finish this if they weren’t even coming out of hiding much less attacking? Though there was one other thing that annoyed her even more than the lack of cooperation from the Decepticons, and that was the fact that Optimus Prime and the other Autobots were trying to befriend her. How stupid were they? Couldn’t they see that this situation was all their fault and that she wanted nothing to do with them no matter how friendly, funny and loyal they were. Secretly she acknowledged many things about these aliens.

Optimus was very kind and tried to make her feel at home, though it never worked, and that Ratchet though he pissed her off constantly with his lectures about how she should take care of herself, was funny when he was yelling at his mate. Bumblebee was playful and energetic no matter what task was given to him and he secretly…well not so secretly considering just about everyone knew that he had a crush on Sam, the only ones that didn’t know about the crush were Sam and Mikaela and of course they were still dating each other. The weapons specialist Ironhide was gruff and spoke quite bluntly but if you put a new gun or a target for him to shoot at in front of him and he was just as energized as Bumblebee. Noticing these things about the mechs that ruined her life didn’t change her opinion about them though it seemed to have allowed them to have endeared themselves to her brothers.

David quickly became friends with all of them…that damn social butterfly kid. He could start a conversation with any of them just as easily as he could with his own sister and girlfriend. But just as it always is with teenage boys the majority of his time was consumed with either texting or talking with his girlfriend, Skye. Tarot knew that David had to miss her terribly but she wouldn’t bring that girl here, she refused to interrupt someone else’s life like theirs had been. Unlike his brother, Aaron hadn’t made friends as easily. He usually stayed by his sister, always watching and learning. Aaron had one friend besides his sister and that was Ratchet surprisingly enough.

Aaron had secretly watched the medic put things back together in the beginning but when Ratchet caught him Aaron found himself offered a chance to learn what the medic knew. Wide hazel eyes had been full of shock and joy as he nodded his affirmation. He was going to be taught how to fix mechs and just about anything else. It was like a dream come true for the eight year old, his teacher never talked to him like he was too young to understand and if he had questions they were answered in a way that was easy to comprehend. He had tried to also have Mikaela teach him but she had that human habit of speaking down to those that were younger without even realizing it so after explaining that to her and getting an apology he stuck with Ratchet and was actually extremely happy. Ratchet seemed to enjoy his presence as well.

All in all it seemed like everyone except for Tarot had adjusted to their new life. Tarot didn’t want to adjust though for as soon as she adjusted it would change and she would be left feeling lonely again. It was easier to remain cold and alone, except for her brothers of course, than to open up and try to make the best of things only to have them change for the worse. Now that she thought about it…the only reason that her brothers were feeling the increase of tension about remaining here was because of her.

Sighing heavily Tarot tried to hide her face further into the multitude of pillows that she owned. She stayed like that for a few minutes trying to will sleep to come but of course it didn’t working. Huffing she gave up on the elusive idea of sleep for the third night in a row. Sitting up she looked around her room and frowned. Her things were all here and set up exactly how she wanted them to be but this still didn’t feel like “her room”. Her swords were on display along with her knives and collection of other assorted weapons, each looked perfect. She could easily remember when she got each weapon and who gave it to her but even they gave her no comfort here. Looking at her swords brought up the memory of the day that her things were packed up. The soldiers had looked at her with suspicious eyes, each one wondering why she had so many deadly weapons and what she planned to use them for. When ever someone asked all they got was a smile and a look that sent them running for the hills in fear. Smirking she loved the fact that her room had been nicknamed the “Torture Chamber” due to all the sharp pointy objects.

Glazed eyes came back into focus as her thoughts dwindled back to her present situation…insomnia and lack of action. Huffing she blew some stray hair out of her face and crawled off of her bed. Stretching a little her eyes landed on the door that that joined her room with her brothers’ room. All three had insisted that it be there or that they were at least next to each other. Shaking her head lightly she turned and looked at her two other doors. One lead to a hallway that went straight to the common area and the other opened to the outside. Without hesitation she went to the door that lead outside only stopping to pick up two things from the stand that was right next to the door way.

Instantly the night air chilled her bare skin that was showing. Smiling lightly she walked forward, her destination wasn’t too much of a walk but it made all the difference to her. Tarot allowed herself to breath in the night air and release it about ten seconds later. That breath also carried her worries and her tension away with it. She didn’t want to be tense right then but she knew that this relaxation would only be temporary. Her bare feet sifted through the sand and small rocks that made up the dry dirt that surrounded this hidden base. A breeze reminded her of her lack of a hair thing as it forced her to bring her pale hand up to push away the thick black mess that she called hair and it also reminded her of her state of dress. She was dressed for bed not the outdoors at night. Her pajama pants were longer than her legs effectively covering her feet, which in turn caused them to gather dust, they were also pretty thin seeing as she hated being too hot. Her torso was only covered by a sports bra that held her C cup breasts in place just barely. Her pale skin glowed in the moonlight that was filtering through the shadows but her eyes as always held a lightening storm within themselves. Her eyes were literally now electric green.

Pushing her hair out of her face for what seemed like the millionth time she found herself finally at the location that she had been aiming for. Her eyes looked up and she smiled lightly. This was where she got the best view of the night sky and the moon. It was by coincidence that it also seemed to be where Optimus Prime recharged until the Autobot’s barracks were finished in about another month. This wasn’t the first time that she had come out here and by now the leader was used to her visits, she knew he quickly figured out the reason why she came here…it was pretty obvious.

The first few night he had tried to start conversations with her only to receive the cold shoulder and silent treatment combo, her specialty. After those few nights he learned that she didn’t want to talk so he left her alone but that didn’t mean that he didn’t watch her. And just as he had those other nights he watched her this night.

He watched as she just stared up at the stars never saying a word any conversation or prayer that she might have been saying was silent so the semi could never know what was going on in her mind. Optimus wasn’t the oldest bot around but he was old enough that he didn’t find it too hard to read others, but this human gave nothing away. She never laughed, barely talked unless it was an insult, command or a conversation with her siblings. Her eyes though alive with power were always colder than ice. But every time he saw them Prime couldn’t help but imagine them with joy and happiness inside instead of the anger and pain that froze them over now. He wanted to see this girl laugh. She was way to young even by human standards to be this serious.

He had no idea why he still thought her even capable of such emotions, after all he had been watching her for two months and he had yet to see a smile that was sincere and reached her eyes. The others were mystified by her as well but they had given up on her. They just assumed that the part of the AllSpark within her had taken her emotions away. They assumed that she didn’t have any left. Frowning to himself Optimus watched closer when a song started to play.

He quickly searched to the song that the tune belonged to, it was Stickwitu by Pussycat Dolls. He watched as she held the phone in front of her for a moment almost as if she was debating even answering it, she must know who was calling. Finally she put the phone to her ear after hitting a button and spoke. Her voice held something he had never heard from her. Desperate sorrow. Who ever was on the other line was causing her great pain…or so he thought till he listened in on the conversation.

“Tom I told you…”

“Tarot just let me speak please.”

A moment of silence that seemed to stretch for minutes.

“Ok…”

“Thank you. Look I have no clue what’s going on but I realize that you are trying to push me away. I need to know why though. You haven’t explained anything. All you say is that things change, that doesn’t tell me anything. Please look I love you and if I’m hurting you I need to know so I can fix it. You’ve been so different ever since you’ve woken up…no let me finish… it’s almost like I don’t know you anymore. You’ve pushed everyone away. I can’t stand to see you alone like this love. Please I need to know how to help. I need to know how to change so that you will let me love you again…”

She had tried to interrupt him a few times and each time he talked over her only once telling her to hush. Optimus’ optics were wide from shock. She had a boyfriend? She never spoke of one or even of an interest. The Autobot leader was so shocked by this information that he almost missed her soft response.

“Tom…please don’t. You wouldn’t understand. Things have changed, I have…changed. There’s nothing that can give us back what we had…there’s no point. I l…love you but you aren’t what I need now. I don’t think anyone is anymore. Please just drop it and move on. NO I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU AND TALK THIS OVER…don’t you understand…you’re killing me by doing this. Please just stop…please…”

Her voice had started off with only a small shake in it a small tremor of fear but it quickly deteriorated into breathless sobs then to shouting when he tried to interrupt her then suddenly into a weak pleading whisper that seemed to break Optimus’ very spark. He finally understood. This girl wasn’t cold and unfeeling, her emotions weren’t eaten up by the power that now resided within her. She had every emotion that other humans had, she had love, she had hate, she had pain, she had sorrow, she had regret, she had joy. It seemed like the only thing she lacked was hope. Hope that she would ever have her own life again, hope that one day she would be able to walk away and know that she actually could. She had no hope for any of that and because her hope was gone she had shut herself off. She didn’t want to bring anyone else down so she pushed them away…she was trying to save the ones she cared for. Optimus could hear the human male yelling for her to just talk to him…to just…she hung up after whispering one more plea to stop calling.

Optimus Prime had never thought that he would bear witness to this girl’s pain. She looked like she was physically and emotionally dying. It was obvious how much she loved that human…it was almost tangible. If he could cry he knew he would be but he couldn’t so he just remained silent and watched as her frame was wracked by harsh sobs. She was trying to be quiet even now she was trying to stay as indifferent as she could, she was trying to be strong. She slid to the ground her arms covered her face as she cried into them, muffling her wails of pain and her sobs of regret.

Surprisingly her breakdown didn’t last long. About ten minutes later her body stopped shaking and she was once again quiet. She stood up without a sound and returned to gazing at the night sky. The only signs that proved that she had just cried her heart out were the tear tracks on her face and the fact that her hands were shaky. Her hands were shaking so bad that it was a difficult task for her to pull out a cigarette from the pack that she had brought with her and then light it up. It took a few flicks but she finally had the flame going and then her addiction was lit. Her breaths trembled and it looked like there were several times that she would break again but she never did. The most that she let through was perhaps another few silent tears.

He wanted to say something to her. Something that might show her that she was not alone in her pain. He wanted to tell her that she didn’t need to be cold and hide her emotions to be strong. More than anything Optimus wanted to talk to her and say something that would give her hope, hope for whatever future she wanted. Just as he had gotten up the courage to say something she spoke to him for the first time in two months.

“Please don’t…”

It was that same heartbroken plea that he had heard her whisper to the one that she loved. But this time it was directed at him. She didn’t want his comfort…she didn’t want to hope for a future that might not come true. It wasn’t so much what she said that stopped his words it was how she said it. He just didn’t have the spark to go against it. He remained silent and swallowed his words. He just watched her, closer than he ever had before.

He counted how many breaths she took, he counted her heart beats, he even checked her temperature multiple times within a single minute. He had seen the emotions and layers that this girl was hiding…now he wanted to find them for himself. Even if it took him an eon to figure her out he would. His optics followed her as she finished up her cigarette and threw it to the ground. She made sure it was out before she took one last look at the sky and turned to head back to her room.

She paused as if she was going to say something to him, she even looked at him for a few moments the pain still so visible to him. He knew it wouldn’t be there in the morning her mask would be back up but right now she couldn’t hide it. He wanted to reach out to her and just hold her but he remained still knowing that she had to make the choice first…whatever that choice maybe. Her eyes bore into his being almost as if she was trying to figure something out but she finally turned back around and just left without a sound just like every other night she came to watch the sky. Optimus used his scanners to follow her when she went out of sight to make sure she got back to her room. His scanners picked up that she crawled into bed and just laid there. She wasn’t crying, she wasn’t sleeping, she wasn’t doing anything but lying there and most likely just thinking.

His scanners continued to run all night, he was focused on her and her alone.

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Somewhere about an hour before dawn or so he must have slipped into recharge because when he opened his optics next it was close to midday. He usually didn’t sleep late but it seemed that his team had agreed to give him the lay in. It took a moment to get his processors clear from the sleep haze that he seemed to have but as soon as he did, memories from the night before flooded his main processor. He could still see that form huddled down sobbing as quietly as possible. Sighing he rolled out of his temporary sleeping quarters and once he was far enough away he transformed into his primary form. Standing tall he stretched the small kinks out that might have been caused by sleep.

Walking around he smiled back at Bumblebee when the young mech greeted him happily, Sam was giving him a wash this morning thus adding to the scout’s normal energy. Laughing to himself he wondered how much longer that human could stay oblivious to his guardian’s feelings. Suddenly the image of Tarot verbally and emotionally pushing the one she loved away filled his mind…perhaps being oblivious was better than knowing but not able to have. Bee would be overprotective of Sam if he got his human’s love perhaps he would even be in love enough to try and push him away after a while, just like Tarot did.

He nodded at Sam and gave him a kind smile. It couldn’t be too much longer before that boy noticed his guardian’s reactions to his touches. ‘Bee was trembling so badly just from the firm touches that Sam used with the clothe. Optimus didn’t need to watch to know how this little episode would end. So he passed right on by the two as Bee fell even deeper into his lust.

******switch to SamxBee smut scene******

Bee’s body shivered when Sam stroked near the antenna on his hood. He wanted to cry out in his pleasure but he knew that any sound would be inferred as being emitted due to pain…and never pleasurable lust. Sam still didn’t know of the extreme effect that he had on the one in front of him. Sam didn’t know that every time his hand rubbed one way it made a shudder pass through the sports car frame while another would have him muting his vocalizer just so he could moan internally. Shocks of electricity ran through the yellow Autobot’s systems as he felt his overload build up quickly and they weren’t even done with the soap yet. Sam just finished soaping and scrubbing the rear bumper when his fingers moved slightly and rubbed over an open circuit causing Bee to jump slightly and overload instantly.

Sam felt the shock run through his body and he ignored the tightening sensation in his groin to scramble up and make sure his friend was okay. He had to have touched something to have cause his friend to jump and let off a charge like that. Scrambling around from the was just about ready to offer an apology when he took another look at Bumblebee. The bot was shivering all over, and accompanied with those were blue currents traveling over his hood and through his frame. Having walked in on Ratchet and Ironhide more than once…the damn horny bots, he knew exactly what those two things combined meant. His guardian was in no pain, he was actually most likely feeling pretty damn good right now. Another thing that Sam had learned from his unwarranted bot sex ed lessons was that they were highly sensitive right after they released…thus quite capable of having another build even while they tried to cool down.

Closing his mouth and hoping that Bee hadn’t noticed his concern while in his after glow Sam changed tactics and turned the hose on a firm setting. Smirking to himself he silently cheered when he heard a strangled groan from the Camaro. Sam had no idea why this pleased him so much. He had no idea why seeing Bee in pleasure caused his stomach to flutter and his groin to tighten and scream for attention in return.

He was with Mikaela. She was hot and sweet and cared for him. She was everything that he should want but as of late she wasn’t what he wanted. He preferred spending time with Bee or the other Autobot’s over her company it was confusing him a great deal lately. Mikaela had also noticed and had asked him about it. He told her truth and she took it extremely well. She had smiled and nodded before saying that stuff happens. They hadn’t broken up seeing as there was no reason to since they both understood and were seeing if this was just a rough spot, but as Sam stood looking at his shuddering friend he suddenly realized why he wasn’t interested in Mikaela any more.

He was falling for Bumblebee, and he was falling hard. Moving around the vehicle form in front of him he watched and allowed his body to react how it wanted to, he didn’t stop a single reaction his organic body decided to give into. Brown eyes lit up happily when all the soap suds were finally washed away…now perhaps he could cause another release to his new found crush. Pausing for a second he couldn’t help but wonder if Bee’s reactions were from the physical stimulus of everything alone or if there were feelings mingled in. Smirking, Sam turned the hose off and made sure it was out of the way as he sauntered back over with a few dry wash clothes and a tub of wax that he always used after drying.

Starting with the hood Sam decided that he should start as far back as he could reach…which was the entire hood luckily, so he didn’t mess up the wax. Clothe in hand Sam leaned his entire body over Bee’s hood and began to dry his friend off with alternating soft and firm strokes. He could feel the trembling beneath his hands through out his entire body. Inhaling deeply he forced himself to keep on track.

It was purely by accident that he found one of the most sensitive parts on his next swipe of the clothe. He had just dipped it in between the little crevice that separated the windshield and hood. Bee jumped up and moved forward in one motion causing Sam to land heavily on top of his friend with an oof. Surprisingly it wasn’t Sam that was spouting apologies first it was Bee. The mech thought he had hurt his human so had immediately apologized and began to run a scan to figure out the extent of the damage.

What Bee found shocked the small Autobot into silence. Sam’s hormone levels didn’t reflect one in pain, they reflected arousal and shock. Redoing his scans many times proved to Bee that he wasn’t imagining it. His human was aroused for some reason. There was no one else around really, the only one that had passed by had been Optimus but that had been a while ago so Bee had no idea what was causing Sam to become aroused. As if to add just a bit more reality to the situation Sam finally decided to move, in doing so Bee was able to feel his human’s hard erection through the now soaked jeans that he was wearing.

“Sam…?” Bee’s voice was hesitant, not sure how to ask but needing to know the answer he hoped that Sam would explain his own reactions.

Sam froze when he heard his friend’s voice and he suddenly realized that his little game was over. Bee knew he was turned on. Wincing lightly as he moved he silently cursed the wet jeans that were clinging to him in all the wrong places right now making this a fairly uncomfortable position. Finally standing the wet pressure eased up a bit allowing a small sigh of relief to pass pink lips that were swollen from being chewed on recently. Brown eyes looked at the still car, wondering how much he should spill and if there were no returned feelings if the humiliation would be worth it.

Fidgeting Sam bit his lip harshly and stared at his car hoping that Bee would just realize that Sam wasn’t going anywhere and neither was his hard on. His breathing sped up when he saw Bee turn his holoform on thus causing it to materialize right in front of the aroused teenager. Blue eyes met with brown, curiosity and hope reflecting in both sets. Bee stepped forward and tentatively reached out to pass one hand over the obvious erection that was clearly outlined by the wet jeans.

Sam gasped and threw his head back. He felt so over stimulated and close to the edge that he had to force himself not to cum at that one touch, and he was quickly glad that he refused to cum so soon. Another touch came only this one was firmer and had more confidence to it than the first. Without looking Sam knew that he was being watched by those artic blue eyes, every twitch, gasp, and movement caught and analyzed within seconds by his guardian. A soft whine passed through his lips when he felt Bee step closer, so close that he could feel the fake body heat that he was generating. Bee’s hand was now a constant pressure on Sam’s hidden length and the feeling was amazing yet no where near enough. Raising on of his hands up Sam gripped Bee’s shoulder in support as his mind quickly became swamped by the pleasure that he was feeling.

Rolling his head to the side the teenage human watched as his hopefully soon to be lover picked him up only to set him down on the rumbling hood of his Camaro form. Sam whined louder as the vibrations went straight to his cock, causing it to harden further.

Pulling away the small Autobot looked down at his crush and had to swallow back a moan of his own. Sam looked delicious flushed and panting while being sprawled over his own hood. And the fact that Sam seemed to enjoy the idea about being completely surround by Bee was a plus for both of them. Gently Bee ran his fingers across Sam’s cheek and over his red lips only to moan out load when Sam parted said lips and captured Bee’s finger. His tongue flicked at the strong digit in his mouth every now and then a little suck joined in. Blue eyes were transfixed on the sight of his human’s mouth wrapped around his finger. It took all of his iron will to remove his finger from inside that warm cavern and the longing look that Sam threw at him caused his spark to leap in pleasure.

Leaning down Bee slowly drew his face closer to Sam’s. He needed to make sure this was what his human wanted. He didn’t want to take something that was not truly being given. His doubts were erased for the moment when Sam grew impatient and reached up to yank them together into their first kiss. It was amazing. Bee hadn’t known that a human could have such an addicting and unique taste. And since his receptors were set to mimic human sensation he couldn’t help the shiver that coursed through his frame at the sensations the kiss was causing.

Their tongues dueled for dominance constantly going back and forth between one mouth or the other, neither willing to give in or stop. Eventually though Sam needed oxygen so he had to pull back. Gasping for his breath Sam watched his Autobot carefully as Bee tried to decide what to do next since he seemed to had a very willing and aroused human beneath him. The choice was taken from him when Sam impatiently arched causing their erections to brush against each other. Twin moans echoed around them as the sensations were like fire and flickered at their souls. Needing the friction again Sam lifted his hips again only to have them met halfway by the holoform’s hips.

The rhythm was set and the pace kept increasing. Sam wanted this feeling to continue but he could feel that another feeling was joining in and that was one sensation he didn’t want, pain. His wet jeans were causing his sensitive flesh to rub in an irritating way, even as the friction caused him great pleasure. Whimpering in annoyance Sam lowered his hands onto his Autobot’s hips and stopped him. He whimpered in response to the whine of confusion that Bee let out. Blue eyes met his brown ones as his guardian tried to figure out why they were stopping.

Wincing lightly Sam tried to wiggle a bit to relieve some of the pressure, both from pain and pleasure. “Bee…my ummm my pants are soaked and mummy….it kinda hurts…” Flushing bright red Sam tried to hide his face after he garbled out his reason for stopping. Closing his eyes he never saw the confused look followed by one of understanding.

Having searched for why wet pants would be uncomfortable Bee found what he wanted and understood, Sam wasn’t stopping them he was just trying to relieve the pain he had to be feeling. Determined to fix that the yellow bot lifted his body, highly pleased when Sam tried to follow him up as far as he could. Once he no longer had contact with the flushed body below him he kneeled down and placed his hands on the tops of the wet jeans.

His meaning was clear and it was obvious that it was understood when Sam glanced down at him and nodded slightly. Bee opened the jeans and gently tugged them down those pale legs. He couldn’t see the outline of the erection through the damp boxers that were left. Not hesitating this time or even asking Bee pulled those down as well and stared at his human.

Sam was gorgeous. Thin framed, pale skin and dark hair and eyes, the boy might not be what society considered hot but to the mech he was the very definition. He stared at the red and angry looking erection not noticing that the center of his thoughts was watching him closely in uncertainty. In a blink though that uncertainty changed to full blown shock and pleasure. That mouth was surrounding him. Bee was suckling his length trying to get him to spill everything for him and, Primus, Sam could feel that he would be doing just that soon.

Bee took in every reaction that the teenager gave, every gasp of breath and every arch was recorded for future recall. Those hands were wrapped in his hair tightly as Sam was closer to his release. The tension in the lithe body was easily visibly as the boy fought off the inevitable. Bee didn’t want him to fight it, he wanted everything and he wanted it now. Stepping up his suction Bee flicked his tongue over the tip of Sam’s erection and dipped into the slit, pulling his tongue back Sam was suddenly deep throated and those muscles were tight and milked him for everything.

No longer able to hold back Sam released into the holoform’s mouth with a loud cry of ecstasy. Whimpering lightly he arched lightly as that talented mouth milked him dry until he was almost over sensitive. Floating back down to earth Sam tugged on the blonde hair that he had threaded through his grip and guided Bee back up for a deep kiss. Now both of them were highly sensitive from their own respective releases and luckily both were still aroused.

Bee’s alternate form was rumbling like mad as his engine revved in pleasure, the revs causing Sam to break the kiss and moan in pleasure at the sensations coursing through his frame. Needing to feel the Autobot’s “flesh” Sam reached down and undid the pants that were in the way. Diving his hand in Sam found out that Bee’s holoform didn’t wear underwear. Moaning in appreciation Sam began to pump that thick length, needing Bee to feel as good as he did. He had to be doing a good job judging from the sounds that his guardian was letting loose. Those sounds were addictive Sam realized as his erection was back and needy as ever.

Bee noticed Sam’s shifting and broke the kiss to glance down with a smirk. His human was hard again, recalling some ideas off the internet Bee put his hands on Sam’s hips and pulled him forward so that their hips were touching. He pushed his pants down just far enough to allow his human form’s erection freedom to press against Sam’s own length. Moaning softly Bee looked into Sam’s dilated brown eyes and then guided his hand that he had removed for a moment back, only this time he had him wrap his fingers around both lengths.

Getting the idea Sam moved his hand over both of their erections and he couldn’t help throwing his head back from the sheer pleasure that was wracking his frame at the stimulation and the feeling of Bee’s heat against his own. Soon Bee’s hand joined his and they were jacking themselves off together. Their hips moved together in a rhythm that quickly increased until finally it broke and they both released over each other and themselves.

Bee lowered Sam down gently as the human tried to regain his breathe from that amazing orgasm. Nuzzling Sam lightly Bee held up most of his own weight only letting enough rest on top of his human to give comfort and warmth. Smiling Bee sighed happily when his human wrapped his arms around him and hummed happily.

Silence stretched over them, but it wasn’t awkward. They just laid there together entwined, both of them thinking about what had just happened. Sam broke the silence first, “Well it looks like I can tell Mikaela its really over…”

Blue eyes shot up and stared into sleepy brown eyes and Bee understood. This wasn’t just a one time thing for Sam…he was really going to commit himself to Bee. Smiling brightly at Sam he nodded and then kissed him lightly.

“Yea cause even though I am friends with both of you I won’t share you, Sam.” Bee’s voice was firm and full of emotions as he verbally claimed Sam as his. He got a smile that mirrored his own in return.

They stayed there for a while, both just soaking in the comfort and closeness that they got from each other. Neither wanting to leave the little haven that they had created in this area…this open area. Bee hoped silently that no one would come around for a while he didn’t want his human to become embarrassed.

~~~~~~~back to plot~~~~~~~

Optimus Prime continued through the base and greeted people that were scattered throughout. There were so many smiling faces that he couldn’t help but feel like no one could be upset. He was brought back to reality though when he saw Tarot walking out of the gym that had been set up for the humans. She was sweaty and had obviously worked out hard, her face gave the illusion of someone being relieved of a heavy burden but Prime couldn’t help but feel saddened to think of the conversation that she had had the night before.

Bright green eyes met with his blue optics and suddenly the mask that she had put up fell away. He saw her pain and her sorrow and he knew that she was letting him see this as well for within those emotions he could also see her determination and strength. Shuttering his optics for a moment, Optimus realized he couldn’t stand seeing those emotions at one time, they reminded him way too much of the damage that this war was causing. When he opened his eyes back up he saw her staring up at him curiously. She was confused by him but she would not ask. After a moment more of silence she walked in the general direction of her room.

Staring after her the Autobot leader wondered why she was suddenly allowing him to see all of these emotions that she usually held inside. His processors were just starting to really get into this conundrum when an alarm went off. Ratchet’s voice was suddenly over their comm links.

“Sir, we have just picked up two pods coming to land on earth. I can’t tell who are in the pods due to heavy damage but they are Autobots.”

Optimus was already on his way to Ratchet as he was reading of the coordinates that these two would land at. He wondered if this was a sign. Nobody had answered his transmission before perhaps these two were the first of many to come. Keeping his hopes silent he commed Bumblebee to request his assistance. He smirked when he heard the satiation in his scouts voice…he must have finally gotten his human. Ironhide was also commed to accompany him.

Looking at the team that would be joining him he noticed there was one that he had not expected to see. Tarot was there and she was arguing with Captain Lennox who was telling her she couldn’t come.

Transforming into his alternate form Optimus opened his cab door and spoke calmly. “Tarot you may ride with me. I see no reason for you not to join.”

Lennox was pissed but he knew that if Prime was allowing her to go then there was a decent reason and that he would explain it later. Will watched as suddenly the angry girl turned into a very unsure girl. He saw as her eyes flicked from the open door to the front of the truck and then back. He watched as she nodded lightly and went to get in only to pause and yell at her brothers to stay there. Both argued of course but they were not allowed. Within in moments the group was rolling out with Optimus Prime in the front and Tarot as his passenger, Bumblebee and Ironhide flanked him while the small convoy of human cars followed them.

An: Any ideas who I can introduce? The only bot I won't introduce yet is Prowl. I have a special set up for him to enter. Oh and another side note. This is going to be a trilogy. I already have the other two completely planned out. ^.^