Optimus's... Optimus'... Optimu's... well you know who's pov

He Just got back from a patrol. He didn't find anything suspicious or interesting, so he was kinda dissapointed.

Then elita walks down the hallway and goes to op.
- hey optimus.~ Find anything on patrol?
She walked directly infront of optimus and is pretty close to him.

He looks up at her, since she's a little bit taller (in this au)
- Unfortunately, nothing that could be useful.

Elita leans in on op's face
- well that's unfortunate, I hope others will bring better news since they will be back in couple of hours, but for now the only ones here are us~

Op's frame shakes a little, as he backs away from her couple of steps.
- Well, I suppose we can focus on finding any energon signals.

Elita chooses to mess with har innocent mate a little
-okay, I guess we can work on that.
she walks to the monitors amd gestures op to come beside her.

Optimus does what she wants, coming up to her and looking at the computers.

they both start looking up to energon signals, but Elita keeps as close as optimus as possible. Every time when optimus backs Away a little she keeps coming closer. Still "focusing" on looking for singals. Eventually optimus ends up very close to the control panels, while she is behind him, still "looking for eneron"

Op- Nothing interesting. . . Today is not a lucky day for us.

Elita answered, but not with her "normal" voice.
- I guess so~
she put her head beside optimus' shoulder and let's her servos trail on his sides from behind him.

At first, optimus kinda jumps at her touch, but realizing that she just wants a hug, he just keeps quiet, looking for any signals.

Elita knew how optimus would act, loving how innocent he can be. she kisses optimus's neck lightly while wrapping her right arm around his chest plate, her left hand still trailing submissively.

Op- You want to cuddle?
He looks at her with confused optics.

El- yeah~ Come with me to the berth and "cuddle" me~
(Optimus, it's a trap!)

Op- Just not for long. I still have much work to do. . .
And with this, he gently holds her hand, as she leads him to their shared berthroom. Elita lays on the berth gesturing op to be the little spoon, since he is the shorter one (in this au) Optimus slowly walks to the berth, and lays next to her.

Elita puls op closer to herself and lets her left hand rail to optimus's thights as her right hand go to his sensitive antenna on his head, rubbing it slowly and gently.

Optimus looks at elita with a confused and embrarrassed look.
- Just cuddles. . .

Elita confirms Optimus' sentence.
- just cuddles~

Elita buries her face to optimus's neck and "accidentally" kisses a sensitive cable.

Feeling a little bit of pleasue, optimus can't help but let out a small moan. He quickly covers his mouth, backing away a little.
- I suppose I have to go now. I still need to do much stuff-

Elita pulls optimus closer to her and mumbles to his neck.
- but I want to "cuddle"~

Op- Just. . . A few more minutes-

El- okay~
she puts her left hand on optimus's chest plate and tagles their legs together. she has her face still buried on optimus's neck and nips his cables a little, while slightly rubbing his antenna.

Optimus lets out another small moan, as he tried to pull away from her. It was supposed to be only cuddles.
- O-only cuddles, Elita...

Elita whispers to optimus's audio.
- I'm still cuddling you~ aren't I?~
she tightens her grip around optimus's chest and pulls him closer again, making it pretty much impossible for her mate to leave. she brushes her hand on op's chest, kisses his neck again and rubs his antenna, wanting to hear more sounds come from Optimus.

Optimus lets out quite louder moans, not being able to pull away. His antennas are definitely sensitive.
- E-elita. . . N-no-

Elita only smirked.
- what optimus?~ I think you stuttered, Could you repeat?~
She rubbs optimus's antennas faster and kisses and nips his sensitive neck cables everytime he tries to resist/speak. Elita tangles her legs with optimus' that way, that she is Making optimus unable to escape. but she is still able to lightly touch his interface panel if she wanted to.~

Optimus moans again and again.
- Ghh . .~ Elita S-stop!~ mm~
All he can do, is just lay down on the berth. He can't help, but moan louder with every second.

Elita whispers seductively to optimus' audio.
- Oh?~ but optimus.~ I wouldn't like to do something you don't like~ so do you feel good optimus?~ Do you like it when I do this?~
Elita kisses optimus's neck hardly and pumps his antenna.

Optimus couldn't resist anymore.
- I.. Nggh~ Y-yes. . .~

He closes his optics tight, not being able to do anything. Just enjoying the pleasure he gets.

Elita chooses to tease optimus a little.
- good~ but did you say you wanted Me to stop?~
She slowed down a little, just to tease optimus.

Op- N-no- Dont s-stop. .~ Gh~
His frame is shaking a little, as he feels his interface panel heating up.

El- as you wish~
she started pleasuring op twice as much as before. When at the same time the hand that was being used to hold optimus in the berth was now on his interface panel, rubbing and gripping it.

Optimus moans are even louder then before, and he can't help but feel his interface panel opening.
- Elita-ah..~ Nnn~ Hah. . .

El- what optimus?~ I didn't hear you~
the second she hears the interface panel opening her servo find it's way around optimus' spike, slowly and teasingly touching it.

Optimus covers his mouth with his servo, hoping it would at least quiet him down a little.
- Elita. . Ghh~ M-more. .~ Haah~!

El- trying to keep quiet, huh?~ I'll make you scream~
she starts pumping optimus's spike hard, her other hand doing the same for his antenna as she practically eats optimus's neck cables.

Optimus' whole frame is now shaking from pleasure, and everytime he opens his mouth, sweet moans escape it.
- Haa-ah..~ Elit-ta~ Mhhhh- Ahh~

Elita loves those noises her mate moaning her name? Mhmm~ she feels that her interface panel opens and her erected spike goes against optimus's aft. she suddenly stops pumping optimus's spike and gives long lick to his neck cabels before going on top of him, her valve on top of op's spike. She leans in.
- huuh~ Do you want me to continue, love?~

Optimus slowly nods, with optics half closed. He is panting and his frame is shaking more than ever.

Elita put optimus' spike in his valve and starts riding optimus.
- Hggh~ hmmh~ ghah~

Optimus bites his lower lip, holding the edge of the berth tightly. Elita surely gives him a lot of pleasure, in everyway. He would say frag his work, but only thing that goes to that same sentence with fragging for him is elita.
- Ha-ah. . ~ Nghhh~

Elita bounds her valve in and out of optimus's spike, every second harder. Her hand are on optimus' forearms keeping them both still on the berth.
-hagnn~..mhgn~ h-ah~

As optimus is quite easy to please, he can already feel his overload coming. His grab tightens and his frame shakes more.
- E-elita..~Mm. . .- Hhh~

Elita just keeps bounding to op feeling that he is close, like she is aswell. She can feel her overload being close as her moans grew louder and her valve tightens around op's spike.
- HaaH!~ hmg~ gah!~

After a while, without any warnings to his lover, optimus overloaded with a loud moan.
- Haa-aaah!~ Mmnh..~ Ah-...

the feeling of optimus' overload inside her made her moan loudly as couple of thrust later she came too, after the overload she fell over to op's side, panting.

Still shaking, optimus just cuddles into Elita's chest.

El- now pant we can cuddle...
She falls a sleep while cuddling op.

THE END