WARNING: CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT. IF YOU CAN’T STAND THE HEAT STAY OUT OF THIS CHAPTER. (This was actually under a "T" rating. It should have been rated 'M', not for the actual "sex", but for how horribly written it was.)
CAUTION: THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN MANUFACTURED ON EQUIPEMENT THAT HAS MANUFACTURED PEANUT PRODUCTS. BEWARE. (This is starting to sound very unsanitary . . .)
Well here is chapter 16 and well, it gets quite dirty. Heheh (. . . that was creepy. I now feel oddly violated.)
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Starscream carried her into the room and laid her on the bed. He wouldn’t wait any more. (You know . . . I think I can ACTUALLY understand where she's coming from. After all, Starscream's a giant, alien robot who basically hates everything and everyone 'cept himself . . . and Mary-Sues. Oh yeah, I completely understand.) He started to crawl on top of her and then was stopped.
“Starscream wait, I want to do something to make this night special.” (Hot damn! She's gunna whip out the motor oil!) Elizabeth looked at him with pleading eyes.
Starscream sighed and put on a pouty face (And we all know that that's the move that won the Decepticons the war against the Autobots) then smirked at her. “Anything that makes you happy baby (. . . lmfao, omg. 'baby'?).”
“Oh, I think that this will make you happier my love.(*still laughing from the last bit*)” She reached up and tweaked one of his wires. Starscream moaned loudly and shuddered. (Starscream sorta lives up to his name!) To tease him she jumped off the bed before anything could happen (Yeah, we don't want him getting all pouty again) and ran to the bathroom (If it weren't for the movie where Bumblebee pees on a guy, I would have found robots having "bathrooms" this extremely odd). She just bought some pretty steamy lingerie (lmfao, lingerie? What did she do, buy sexy red or black Corvette parts?) for him and she couldn’t wait to ‘show off’ her new body. Not to mention she got this new paint design that could only come off if you lick it off. (Does it taste like strawberries? I sure hope so 'cause I think it'd be reasonable to think that, Cybertronian or not, Starscream doesn't fancy the taste of PAINT.) At least that was what she was told. (Apparently Home Depot-slash-Porn Store sells edible paint now, probably just in case a Mary-Sue robot decides to stop by.) Shrugging on the lingerie she made herself ready to enjoy her perfect night. Plus she grabbed to transmitter fluid disrupters. (A Cybertronian condom?) She didn’t need kids. (I would feel so sorry for any of her kids.) Yet. And now I feel sorry for Starscream because it now seems like she's going to rape him later on in life.)
Starscream laid on the bed sipping some chilled high grade and thinking of the many things he will ‘show’ Elizabeth. (Well, doesn't THAT sound promising?) The bathroom door opened and out stepped Elizabeth in a robe. (Okay, seriously, where is she getting all these clothes from? Is there, like, a factory out there that manufactures clothing for giant alien robots or something?)
“Ready for hotness?" (lmfao . . . it makes it sound like they've dared each other to chug hot sauce or something) she teased.
“Sock it to me.” (LFAMO . . . Oh, Starscream . . . you suave, debonair romantic you.)
Elizabeth dropped to robe to reveal her curves and body barely concealed in a thong and a very see through bra. (lmfao . . . omg, I don't think I can go on anymore . . . Are you SERIOUS? A THONG and a BRA?) Starscream almost dropped a thruster but thankfully he didn’t. (A thruster? What, was it just hanging there or something? Might wanna get that checked out, ol' boy . . .) He would need that later. Starscream! You horrible, 'con, you! You're planning on flying away after you've gotten some tailpipe, aren't you? . . . Well, I wouldn't blame you.) Elizabeth crawled up on top of him. She started nibbling at the wires in his neck as he started to gently massage lower back. Returning the favor he rubbed the edges of her armor and began to undo her bra to reveal . . . nothing. His wannabe-still-human femme would learn someday that she doesn't NEED to wear human clothing anymore. After seeing his difficulty she leaned up and undid it herself. She rolled over and let him tug it off of her to reveal her ample breasts. (God, I'm gunna bust a gut 'cause I'm laughing so hard. . .) Starscream murmured with pleasure as he noticed the traces of paint swirling around them. He began to follow the traces with his glossa and ran his hand up and down her long curvy legs. (I just got a mental image of fat drumsticks, lmao.)
Hearing her moan he increased his intensity and licked the paint of her leg. She pulled his face up to hers and coaxed him into a deep kiss. She shuddered as his hands grasped her breasts and gently massaged them. (Okay . . . so, is she a robot with a fleshy exterior or something? Like the Terminator? How could he massage steel breasts?) She ran her hands down to his interface and began to rub his transfer cable. Starscream let out a loud moan and began to rub her port. Elizabeth slowly moved her hips back and forth as her muscle cables contracted sending waves of pleasure through her body. She whimpered as the pleasure gradually mounted. Starscream captured her lips again and connected his transfer cable to her intake port. Elizabeth gasped as files downloaded into her CPU bringing even more pleasure into her system. (Hope they have Norton or something . . . 'cause a virus would be like . . . a robotic version of an STD, right? Trojans, Worms, Adware?) She sent some back and enjoyed hearing Starscream cry out he name and did it even more. Starscream growled and brought his chest near hers. He opened his spark chamber and encouraged Elizabeth to do the same. As soon as she opened it he pressed his against hers.
The two stayed connected for about 15 minutes as the two explored each others’ lives. As soon as they hit the 15 minute mark (Apparently this is a Cybertronian law or something; can't keep couplating after 15 mins, otherwise it'll be seen that you're enjoying it too much, in which case the Cybertronian police, a.k.a Prowl and Barricade, have the right to storm in and kick your ass until they feel you've learned your lesson.) they both overloaded going out with the shouting of each others’ name and then darkness. ("and then darkness"? Did their orgasmic eruption knock them out? Must have been pretty intense in those 15 mins . . . Or Barricade and Prowl were lurking in the corner, hungrily counting down the seconds 'til the 15 minute mark and then jumped in with their nightsticks when Starscream and Mary-Sue broke the law by 3 seconds over.)