FEMME TALK:

Chapter 2: tough love.

As soon as he opened the door for her, Elita tackled Optimus Prime and wrapped her limbs around him tightly, kicking the door closed and kissing him over and over again as the two lovers embraced and quickly undressed each other, their armor dropping in a heap on the floor of their living room. They whispered each other's private command codes to each other's chastity belts, Elita's being her old name Ariel and Prime's being his former name of Orion.

"Doesn't this bring back memories?" Elita asked as she kissed Prime with a furious hunger, kicking her discarded chastity belt away and digging her claws into her mate's back. "You and me, newlybonds, so ready to just plug in and frag each other until morning?"

Optimus kissed her gently, making her legs wobble as she ripped his chastity belt away from his most desired region, exposing his massive, muscular interfacing cable.

"How long ago was that?" he asked as he removed Elita's helm, helping her with removing his leg armor.

"Long enough ago that I was a shy virgin working at the docks." Elita said with a giggle.

"So in other words, long before I corrupted you?" Optimus said with a teasing rumble in his tone.

"Hush, my love." Elita said teasingly as she ripped off his chest armor, sinking into his powerful muscles. "I may have been a virgin, but I was corrupted by the war long before you."

Once they were both naked, Optimus swept Elita into his arms and carried her into the bedroom, worshipping her body with a flurry of kisses as she giggled girlishly, something she didn't do often. Elita moaned as her freshly-cleaned protoform skin was kissed and stroked, Prime's fingers gently probing her interface port.

"I missed you." she whispered into his audios, kissing them and nibbling hard as he kissed her and plunged his fingers deeper into her most private port.

"I'm sorry we had to be apart for so long…" Optimus whispered in his low, raspy voice as he stroked her body with his huge hands, making every inch of her frame tingle as it was touched and stroked. "…but I will make it up to you."

He then set Elita on the bed and plunged two fingers into her moist port with his right hand, making her yelp as she grew sticky and hot. Elita moaned as he kissed her small breasts, burying his face in them and using his left hand to cup her round aft, lifting her into the air with ease as he separated his fingers and probed different halves of the interior workings of her port. Elita moaned as she felt herself involuntarily squeezing his fingers with her inner valves. She felt as if she would explode from this wonderful fingering. Then again, he could probably make her overload just speaking into her audios if he wanted to. Optimus then go on his knees and lay over Elita's naked form, his interfacing spike going fully erect at the sight of his bondmate's lovely body.

"How is this for an apology?" Optimus asked with a smile as he plunged into her body with a thrust of his hips.

Elita cried out and threw her head back as she felt his erect shaft plunge into her body, invading her most private port as she desired.

"Excellent, but I will only accept this apology if you remain on top all night and do with me whatever you please." She whispered into her mate's audios with a sensual purr. "It's time for you to strip me of authority for tonight, especially since you've already stripped me of all of my armor…my supreme commander."

She then wrapped her legs around Optimus and pulled him closer until her lovely, naked body was flush with his. There were no more words, there didn't have to be. Optimus took Elita's small breasts in his mouth and kissed them as she moaned and shuttered her lovely optics, her pale white and pink protoform shuddering as he thrust in and out while kissing her lovely, newly-cleaned and buffered faceplates, relishing the scent of hot wax, soap and scented grease remover. Elita bucked up and down beneath him, her body held down firmly by her mate's strong hands. She loved being dominated by Optimus, being relieved of all choice after having to make decisions for others all day long. She also loved oral interfacing, preferring to call it 'oral worship' rather than a 'blowjob' as some femmes called it, but that apparently wasn't on Prime's agenda tonight.

"All right, I think that's enough of that." Optimus said as he pulled out of Elita's port and playfully spanked her on the rear twice, making her yelp in surprise both times. "Now for something a little different."

Elita gasped as she was turned over face-down, shaking as she realized what Optimus was up to. She almost swooned as he rubbed lubricant all over his shaft, her moist port throbbing from the unfinished overload left burning between her legs.

"Oh no…" she said in mock fear as she pouted sexily. "…not from behind, my supreme commander. I haven't been penetrated there in well over six decades!"

"I know…" Optimus whispered into her audios as he grasped her hips with her hands. "…and a certain femme friend of yours told me just 15 minutes ago that you liked it, that you missed this."

"Damn you Chromia…" Elita said with a giggle, smirking as she realized why her best friend had stayed behind for so long during the race.

"Language, my pet." Optimus whispered in that husky, raspy voice that Elita loved so much. "Now, get on your hands and knees and take your punishment."

He spanked her twice before plunging into her from behind, making her cry out in pain and pleasure as he thrust in and out, holding Elita's strong hands with his own and kissing and biting her every chance he got, which was practically by the moment. Optimus thrust into Elita at a different angle, making her cry out as his cable plunged deeper and deeper, the pain slowly subsiding as she felt his hands on her skin, felt his lips on her neck, heard his voice in her audios…she almost went numb when Optimus finally exploded inside of her rear, filling her reactor linkage with his fluids.

"How was that, my love?" he asked, cradling her in his arms as she moaned in pain and pleasure.

"Absolutely…amazing." Elita whispered as she stretched out and rode the wave of pleasure in her body, ignoring the burning between her legs. "Primus, it's been so long since we've done that."

"Also, I couldn't help but notice you didn't overload." Optimus whispered into her optics as he fingered her moist port. "I can't have my femme remain unsated. You'd probably go out of your mind with frustration."

Elita could have swooned right then and there if Optimus hadn't spanked her again, bringing her out of her dreamy, half-conscious state as she yelped. Elita loved being spanked by Optimus, loved the sensation of submission after so many years of giving orders to others.

"Spread your legs." Optimus commanded as Elita pouted in mock protest.

"Oh please, supreme commander. Don't make me become the means of my own violation!" Elita begged in mock fear, her naked, worn-out body shuddering.

"Spread. Your. Legs." Optimus ordered in that husky voice that made Elita grow sticky between her legs.

"If I must be humiliated so…" Elita said in the same comically-submissive tone as she opened her legs and allowed Prime to plunge into her body. "…please be merciful, my powerful Orion."

He then pulled out and grabbed her arms, grabbing out two pairs of stasis cuffs from subspace and locking both her wrists to the wrought-iron bedposts. Optimus then folded her legs until her knees touched her small breasts and locked her ankles to the same posts, leaving her port open to his ministrations.

"You know what position this is, don't you?" he asked, holding a spiked muzzle in his hands.

Elita nodded, feeling a welcome throbbing between her legs.

"You know what will happen?" Optimus asked as he held the muzzle over her mouth.

"All too well." Elita said as she shivered in anticipation, coolant dripping from her body as her spark pulsed rapidly.

"And you are helpless to resist." Optimus whispered as he strapped the muzzle over Elita's mouth, covering her lovely glossa and olfactory receptors with a rubber mask-like device that prevented her from opening her mouth and covered her lovely lips with a flat surface covered in spikes. "Trapped and unable to escape your fate…"

Elita moaned into the muzzle as he teased the entrance of her port with his stiff cable, begging into the muzzle. She knew what would happen when he plunged into her in the 'deckchair' position, and she loved it. But anticipating it was pure torture. She yelped as she felt his hands stroking her sides, struggling to close her legs out of pure instinct. Optimus loomed over the naked, bound and so very vulnerable Elita as her optics rolled back out of pleasure and she almost swooned.

"Be careful what you wish for…" he whispered into her audios. "…my darling Ariel."

All the air left Elita's intakes as Optimus plunged into her interfacing port, making her scream in pain and pleasure as she felt her hot, moist port being violated by his strong cable.

"Mmpphh!" she moaned as she screwed her eyes shut, reveling in the pleasure she felt from being penetrated so deep. "Mmmmppphhh!"

Elita moaned into the muzzle and bucked up and down, feeling the amazing sensations of Optimus thrusting inside of body. He dug deeper and deeper until he was rubbing against her fuel tanks, the head of his cable causing pleasurable feedback as he continued thrusting against the sensitive wiring inside of her most delicate body part. Primus, could he have plunged any deeper...?

"Open your chest plates." Optimus commanded, pulling out again as Elita moaned in pleasure. "I am going to give you pleasure beyond imagining. But first, I want you to beg me for it."

Elita sent out a mental command and her chest plates transformed and slid open, her blue, pulsing spark flickering in the darkness of the bedroom. Optimus roughly ripped the muzzle from her mouth, making his naked, submissive bondmate gasp as her mouth was set free.

"Beg for it." Optimus whispered as he opened his own chest plates, looming over Elita and fingering her port.

"Please, my supreme commander…" Elita whispered into his audios as he pulled out his fingers and tossed the muzzle on the ground. "…bond with me tonight."

Optimus kissed Elita and stroked his mate's bound arms, angling himself towards her hot, sticky port and plunging into her with all his might. Elita cried out in absolute pleasure as he plunged deeper and deeper into her body, magnetizing his cable and locking tightly in place as he grasped her body tightly. Their sparks slowly merged with one another, pulsing rapidly as they became one. Energy crackled over their bond, pulsing from Prime's interfacing cable into Elita's port as she cried out in pleasure…and then the shock hit her mind full force as their sparks finally merged into one, making both lovers scream in pleasure before their minds blacked out.

Later…

Elita gasped as she found herself floating in an endless, purple-pink expanse, the same color of pure, refined energon. She was still naked, and Optimus was gently thrusting inside of her. The two of them were coiled around each other, floating weightlessly in the silent, mental subspace created by their minds, the pleasure building up by the moment. It was so incredibly quiet Elita could hear Prime's oil flowing through the network of cables that made up his fuel vessels, hear her own spark pulsing...it was absolutely, indescribably pleasurable.

"Primus, every time you do this I feel like I'm in the Allspark." Elita whispered into his audios as she felt him thrusting inside of her. "It's so silent, so empty…I could stay in here forever with you."

"I wish I really could." Optimus whispered as he kissed Elita full on the lips, plunging deeper and holding her by her rear. "You're such a wonderful femme, strong, sensual and unashamed of yourself. I'm so glad I chose you as my mate."

He closed his optics and kissed Elita deeper as the two lovers continued gently thrusting in and out, their pleasure building up in ways both mental and physical.

"Are you ready?" Optimus whispered.

Elita nodded and pulled him close, screwing her eyes shut in preparation.

"Hold on tight…and…now!" Optimus said as he plunged deeper into Elita's body, making her scream in pleasure…and then everything went black.

Shortly afterwards…

Elita exploded in a multiple overload that made her spark flutter and her optics snap wide open with the force of seven overloads, shaking her into the real world as Optimus exploded inside of her, making her overload three more times. She desperately kissed Optimus Prime's silver face, biting down on his neck and suckling hard to give him several hickeys on his sensitive protoform neck armor.

"How was…that…?" Prime panted as Elita snuggled into his powerful frame.

"Absolutely amazing…my supreme commander." Elita whispered as she rested on his chest. "I'm going to have to request you stay within reach for the time being."

"Are you keeping me prisoner?" Optimus whispered as he kissed the top of Elita's head.

"And if I am?" Elita purred as she kissed his neck.

"Then I must defend myself with any means at my disposal." Optimus teased as he rolled over and spanked Elita twice.

"Oh, I encourage you to." Elita whispered as she was placed face-down on the bed. "The most painful means you have available."

The screams of pain and pleasure were plentiful for hours as the two lovers interfaced to their sparks' content, eventually going silent as they collapsed in a heap and snuggled each other in a loving, tender embrace. Elita traced Prime's lovely face with her fingers as the two of them drifted off to sleep, their lust sated and their minds at ease, ready for whatever tomorrow may bring.

"Goodnight, my lovely Orion." Elita whispered, drifting off to recharge as she lay on Prime's broad chest. "Rest well."

She finally fell asleep listening to the gentle pulse of his spark, her minds relaxed and swimming with pleasure. Elita and Optimus slept shamelessly naked and well-spent, reveling in each other's presence. To them, this was like being in the Allspark, and it couldn't get much better than this. Once the war was over, Elita promised herself she would spend every night like this, losing herself in pleasure and making Optimus feel amazing. This she swore.

"Get used to interfacing like this, my love." She thought as her CPU went into sleep mode, making her collapse against his body. "Because it's going to happen as often as I can squeeze in the time. And it's all because I love you. You are strong, powerful, compassionate, loving, gentle and smart. And you deserve nothing less than total pleasure."

Elita was certain to keep that promise, no matter the cost to her. For a mech who had sacrificed so much for everyone around him…he deserved the greatest gift of all when the war ended, a femme who would give him all the love in the universe.

And Elita promised it would forever be her.

D'aaaw! A much kinkier ending than I intended, but it fits for these two. Please review!