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“I love you too,” he finally replied in a soft voice, saturated with gentle reverence.

The smile on your face was infectious. It was a shame he had to interrupt such a pretty sight, but he figured a kiss was an acceptable exchange. He leaned in and you softly giggled against the kiss before melting against him, pressing your hand to the side of his helm and wrapping the other around his neck, pulling him in deeper. You let out a content hum when he reciprocated your movements, but you still wanted more.

You ground your hips against his, catching him off guard and prompting his optics to open. He brought a servo to hesitantly rest on your hip as you continued your motions. Starscream began to slowly move his hips in time with yours and soon felt his spike pressurize. He let out a soft moan and you felt your heart flutter. Every action was met with another, each one becoming more relaxed as time passed. It was wonderful feeling the seeker slowly lose himself in your touch. Opening himself up to vulnerability in exchange for you doing the same.

Nothing else was said with your mouths too caught up in bestowing love bites and wet kisses, only taking momentary breaks as you undressed. The warmth of your skin began to spread through his frame as he ran his servos across the soft contours of your body, quietly adoring you. He ran his digits up your slit, using two to gather your wetness before pushing them in. You moaned feeling the satisfying stretch and began rocking your hips in time with his servo’s movements.

He pumped his servo faster and you broke away from his kiss, hovering close, panting and moaning into his intake as you drew closer to release. He added a third digit and it quickly sent you over the edge, letting out a shuttered sigh as you rode out your orgasm. After a brief moment to catch your breath you leaned back in to kiss him while reaching a hand between your legs to run your fingers across his paneling. It quickly transformed away, exposing his array. You smiled at the sight before settling between his thighs and licking the length of his spike.

He groaned at how wonderful your tongue felt on him. You started sucking the tip of his spike, holding the base with one hand and using your other to play with his valve. The feeling of your delicate fingers circling his anterior node and your hot, wet mouth working his spike was euphoric and Starscream could feel himself getting closer to overload. Before he could finish, he stopped you, beckoning you back up into his arms. You gave him a languid kiss as he guided you towards his spike. When you felt it pressing against your entrance you began to lower yourself onto it.

It felt incredible being slowly stretched by his spike as he was rutting into you. Starscream nestled his face against your neck to leave open mouthed kisses from there down to your shoulder, using his servo to pull your chest flush against his chassis. You kissed the side of his helm, resting your hand on the back of it to hold him close as you rocked your hips in unison and began moving faster. Starscream's moans became louder and the droning whirr of his fans increased while he desperately chased release. 

You reached down to circle your clit when you felt his rhythm begin to falter, quickly bringing yourself to orgasm. Starscream felt your walls flutter around his spike, prompting his movements to be stilled as his frame shuttered with pleasure when his overload hit him. He lifted his helm up and you gazed into lust filled optics as he continued to rock into you, drawing out your shared pleasure as long as he could.

You were going to say more to plead your case, but to your delight, Optimus moved to give you better access to him.

“Yes,” you quietly hissed, victorious. You crawled over to snuggle into his chassis and hummed in satisfaction as you got settled. “I promise I’ll move out of the way when I get too sleepy.”

“No you won’t,” Optimus whispered and you looked up to see his optics were closed again, but he still had a small smile on his face. “You say that every time, but you fall asleep before you can move, sweetspark.”

“Nuh-uh,” you huffed, “I always wake up right by your helm, safe and sound and out of the way.”

“That is because I put you there after you fall asleep,” he chuckled.

“Oh,” you frowned, “I guess that’s why I never remember it then.”

“Yes, that would be why.”

“Sorry,” you whispered.

“No need, darling,” he pulled you closer against him, “I don’t mind.”

Of course he didn’t. He never minded when it came to you. In fact, he enjoyed this little workaround you’d found. It pained him to refuse your presence at night, even if it was out of concern for your wellbeing, so even though he often feigned frustration at your insistence to join him, he nearly always caved.

You tried to stay still, but it was just so difficult when he was so big, and there were so many different places to cuddle up to. You slowly moved across his chassis to get up to his shoulder. You didn’t need to sneak around like that, Optimus absolutely felt you moving, but it made you feel better pretending like he couldn’t if you were careful enough.

“Hey,” you tapped on his cheek, “I forgot the blanket.” you pointed in its direction.

Optimus opened his tired optics to gaze down at you and your guilty smile before picking up the blanket and pillow for you.

“Thank you,” you said sweetly before giving his cheek a quick kiss.

“Mm-hmm,” he mumbled, but it was nearly drowned out by the sound of you shuffling around to perfect the little nest you were making against his neck and shoulder.

Once you were situated, satisfied you’d be able to fall asleep in that spot, you curled up against him and sighed in contentment. Optimus brought a servo up to cradle you for a moment and you nuzzled against his neck cables in response.

“Goodnight,” you cooed.

“Goodnight, sweet one. Rest well,” Optimus closed his optics to relax, but was careful not to fall into recharge before you were asleep. When your breath became slow and even, and you let out a few soft snores, the Prime finally moved you and your little blanket cocoon to lay next to his helm. Close enough for comfort, but far enough he felt you were safe.