Model Jet Transformers OCs

Arianna is really confused. “Your crotch? But I was told never to touch there.” she says, not getting it. “And why would you have someone else touch there?” she asks.

“It’s not a bad thing if you touch there. And if your are in love with someone letting them touch you is one of the ways you express that love.” SnowMoth said, choosing to use love as an example, being as how Arianna might not understand lust. “It’s how organic beings produce young.”

Arianna is still confused. Her whole life, she was kept in the dark. “Please yourself? Why? And touch where? I don’t know of any spot that feels really good.”

SnowMoth blushed harder and gave a deep sigh. “The reason you’d pleasure yourself is if you don’t have a partner to do it for you. You’d usually touch between your legs, up near your hip joints....” She explained with out using the colourful language that would further embarrass her and Arianna.

Arianna blinks, even more confused. “Uh.. What dose that mean? And why is it so warm in here?” the innocent few not asks the femme.

SnowMoth blushed hard and looked away. “Uh.... well... Self servicing is...is when a bot.... touches them self...to...to pleasure them self..” She said before hiding her face in her servos.

Arianna looks at her confused. “No, I don’t eat much, too much food makes my sstomach hurt, and any meat makes me vomit.” she explains, taking the coat she was made to ware. “I wanted to know more about Cybertronian and What it means being a feabot…what are you doing?” she asks her, noticing her hand is hidden and her odd position.

“It’s understandable that organic food would hurt when you ate it. why didn’t I think about that?” He muttered that lat part to herself. She physically froze when Arianna asked what she was doing. “I was...... um.... uh....” She was very nervous, feeling awkward. “I was....self servicing.....” She said timidly.

The next day, Arianna eats some of the breakfast the humans have her. “I have a sensitive stomach, food hurts it alot.” She explains. Once done, and after she helped clean up, the feabot rushes outside and to the barn and to SnowMoth. She wanted to know more about her race. She opens the door and closes it behind her to keep the cold out. “Hey Snowmoth!”

SnowMoth gasped when Arianna entered. She was in the middle of some ‘private time’ when the young fanboy entered. She quickly closed her legs and hid her wet servo behind her back. The inside of the barn was rather warm thanks to SnowMoth’s previous actions. “Arianna! Um... Good morning. I thought you’d have taken longer to eat breakfast...”

Arianna snuggles close to Snowmoth. “Ok. I guess I will give them a chance.” she looks up at her. “You promise they won’t hurt me?” She asks, her light blue optics wide.

SnowMoth smiled softly at Arianna. “I promise on the All Spark that they won’t hurt you.” She said, kneeling down at the front door and setting the fanboy down on the welcome mat. “After breakfast tomorrow, you can come out and say good morning to me. I should be up by then.” She then stands at her full height. “Rest well, Arianna.” She then walked back to the barn, crawling in and closing the doors.

Arianna looks up at SnowMoth frowning a little. “Why can’t I stay with you?” she asks. Arianna shivers and stands closser to her. While Pierre is nice, she doesn’t trust human males. Not after the horror she endurred. “Please Snowmoth?” the young faebot begs.

“It’s too cold in the barn and energon is scarce in this area. The barn has no warmth. You’d surely catch a cold if you stayed in the barn with me.” She said, lifting Arianna and holding her against her chest. Despite having been out in the cold, SnowMoth’s chest was pleasantly warm. Being a jet, her body naturally exerted more heat then a ground vehicle would. “Besides, you can trust Pierre. Him and his wife are the sweetest humans I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting. And they have been in love with each other and loyal to their marriage for around fifty-five years.” She said as she walked toward the house.

“Ok mom..uh..I mean SnowMoth.” Arianna says before getting to work on making the first window. Once she make the next window she then makes a door before making another window on the other side. “How’s that?” she asks.

Arianna nods grinning. “Ok!” she says before going over to it. “I never made a fort before. How do we make one?” she asks her new friend.

SnowMoth follows Arianna and kneels next to the mound that she had started with. “The way I make forts is by first establishing the outer wall. There’s not much snow right now so it’ll have to start as a small wall first.” She explained, shaping the mound until it looked like an actual flat wall. Compared to Arianna’s size, the wall was quite large, but to SnowMoth, the wall was rather small. “I can build it taller tomorrow after it snows a little more and this foundation is solidified. Do you think you could add some windows for me?” She asked politely, starting on the second wall. “You can also add a door for yourself too.”

While SnowMoth is getting the sticks, Arianna works on the mouth. She uses her finger to draw the outline of a smile, then removes the snow to make him have an open mouth smile. Once he has arms, the young feabot steps back. “Perfect!” she grins.

SnowMoth smiled widely. “He’s so adorable! We did such a good job!” She said and sat on the ground. She then looks over at her incomplete snow fort. “Hey want to help me build my snow fort?” She asked, looking at Arianna. 

Arianna grins as the snowman is given eyes. She looks up at Snowmoth. “He needs a mouth and arms.” This was the most fun she had in years. “We can use sticks for arms!” she looks around looking for trees.

SnowMoth looked around and spotted a tree not far from where they were. “There’s a tree. I’ll get some sticks. You can work on the mouth.” She said and smiled warmly. She stood up once more and walked to the tree. She examined the branches and plucked two perfect sticks from it. She then returned and carefully pushed the sticks into place.

Arianna giggles and starts to roll a ball of snow until its big. She then rolls a slightly smaller one before making a third smaller one. She places them in a stack. “I made a snow man!” she smiles at SnowMoth.

SnowMoth smiled widely and knelt down to get a closer look. “It’s so cute! But it almost seems like it’s missing something.” She said before digging into the snow away from the unfinished snowman. She managed to reach the dirt under the snow, the raw earth was as solid as it could be. She dug out two circles and formed two spheres with the hard earth. She then placed them in the spots where the snowman’s eyes would have been. “Better but still not done.” She smiled at Arianna. “What else could we add?”

Arianna pulls the blanket close around her. “Thank you.” she says. The feabot watches SnowMoth, thanks to her, she’s not in pain anymore. Arianna looks at the door with longing. She wants to go play in the snow too. She remmebers making forts snowmen and snow angels with her mom before she died. Arianna folds up the blanket and carefully sets it aside for later use and runs out. “Can I play too?” she asks SnowMoth.

SnowMoth looked back and giggled warmly. “Sure, if you can handle the cold.” She said jokingly. Now, at her full height, it was clear to see that SnowMoth’s wings naturally hung downward, making her look much like a white moth. Her wings even had a little wiggle as she moved around. She knelt down in the snow and started to pile the fluffy material, probably to make a fort.

“Ok.” Arianna whimpers, holding as still as she possibly can. The young feabot was affraid, but looked forward to feeling better. She whimpers at the pain.