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Not much to say about this. Lei's nerves were running on their end and she decided to jump her therapist in the shower. Perfectly natural. She's a sex addict. He's a sex therapist. They share a word in common, it's cool xD

But yeah...Sorry that it got a bit sap-tastical throughout it, I blame recent events in my life that have affected me more than I thought and well...yeah. Just enjoy.

We all know who belongs to who except for the two newbies
Blackjack is mine, Intercept belongs to a very good friend of mine", "writing": "Leilani had, for once, removed her tail from her frame, thin legs curled under her. Her tail was folded up carefully and set on the table she had moved in front of the couch just for this occasion. She had a few bent feathers, nothing major, just that she'd slept less then ideally last night and rolled off the couch onto the floor. It was a simple fix, but the pain was removing and reattaching all the feathers.\n\nShe could go one day with her tail. For the past week she'd been holed up in an apartment, spending her evenings explaining her upbringing to some therapist. She couldn't lie, it was enjoyable to have someone's company that didn't want her in their berth and then kick her aside, but she missed it. She missed the sex, she missed being on her back and doing what she did best. She muttered, running a hand over her face, as her thoughts trailed and she instantly regretted it. Her thoughts fell too easily to the aspects of her job she missed, and she felt her own frame warm up. She didn't want to rely on her hand, and in all honesty, it didn't do it for her anymore. \n\nShe sighed softly, pushing herself up off the couch and heading for the wash racks Karma had given her permission to use. The only down side is they were connected to his room, and she had to make sure he wasn't in them first. Today though, luck was on her side, and Karma was out for a drive and checking in on some patients. So, she had the apartment to herself, thankfully.\n\nOr so she thought. She slipped into the room silently and froze at seeing Karmashock's armor had been set aside in the room, in dire need of a polish, washed and cleaned though, and she caught a glimpse of the motorbike's form in the shower as she tried to will herself to walk back out of the room. Unfortunately for her, or more so Karma, oblivious to the visitor he had. Lei's mind was too distracted trying to figure out when he had come back to tell Lei to do the right thing. So she slipped in to lean against the doorframe, glad it was one of the old fashioned ones that had no door to open, just a shower big enough it wasn't needed. She folded her arms across her chassis, a soft, appreciative sound there as she watched him.\n\nHis head was tilted back, optics off as he just relaxed, letting the thin layer of dust and dirt get off his protoform. He ran a hand down over his face, muttering to himself as he relaxed, completely oblivious to the emerald optics watching him as she slipped into the shower with him, footsteps muffled by the sound of the water hitting the ground.\n\nShe just had to think of how to go about this without him panicking. She snagged one of the smaller cleaning clothes, smirking to herself as she slid up behind him, fingers brushing against his back, the cloth moving to clean the dust out of the dips and creases in his protoform.\n\nKarma relaxed back into the feeling, not thinking anything of it. The touches were gentle enough that he hardly noticed, or seemed to mind, as he gave a soft sound in approval. He paused though when he heard his name murmured and he tensed, afraid to turn around and expose himself.\n\n\"Relax Karma,\" Lei whispered into his audio and he immediately had a sinking feeling in the pit of his tanks, \"Someone had to clean the dirt off your back,\" She murmured, seemingly innocent enough. Karma couldn't argue that logic, and from what he could tell she was still in her plating, so it was a small plus.\n\n\"This...this isn't necessary, Lei. Really,\" He tried to argue, not wanting to admit how good the touches felt after being on his own now for so long. Damn the fact he wasn't with his wife anymore.\n\n\"Nonsense,\" She chuckled softly, \"With all you've done for me already this is the least I could do for you,\" She murmured, moving to brush along his lower back as Karma's optics dimmed and he rested a hand out to lean against the wall as he fought back any sounds he wanted to make.\n\nLeilani watched him silently, one hand brushing his back, the other arm curling around him to rest her hand flat on his stomach. Karma paused, \"That isn't my back, Lei,\" He admitted sheepishly, trying not to squirm.\n\nShe just gave a soft, airy chuckle, \"Oh I know, but I figured all of you would be dusty after such a long, relaxing drive,\" She murmured into his audio, her heels giving her just enough height for her to set her chin just over his shoulder. The hand on his stomach moved down to brush just along his waist before Karma gave a sharp sound of surprise, frame tensing up as those thin fingers brushed against his cable. \n\n\"Lei I must advise against thi-\" He was cut off, mumbling against her as she tilted his head to kiss him, teeth brushing his lips gently. He felt his cheeks flush, but it wasn't like the touches and advances were completely unwanted, just a little unexpected.\n\n\"Hush,\" She murmured against his lips, fingers curling around his cable, squeezing the base of it, pulling a soft groan from him, \"You should've seen this coming, really,\" She whispered, nipping at the underside of his chin. She chuckled softly, \"I'm a whore that lives off sex...And I haven't had anything in days...This was bound to happen,\" She whispered, hand pumping his cable in a slow, leisurely pace.\n\nKarma had both hands on the wall, panting slightly as he fought against trying to have a reaction. But since it'd been awhile since he'd been with his wife, he felt himself react as was only natural with a femme, who was in no way ugly, fondling his cable. \n\nHe gave a low moan, hips shifting of their own accord as his cable hardened. Lei hummed softly, lips teasing along his neck as she worked over his cable. She was a bit surprised though, when a hand moved to stop hers, reluctant as the action seemed.\n\nKarma shook his head, \"Jacking me off isn't doing anything to help you,\" He pointed out, and Lei squawked, somehow finding herself pinned between him at the wall as she felt hands running across her frame. She wasn't used to the soft, almost tender touches as he moved from her shoulders down to her hips. She was used to being tossed on her back and just used like some toy.\n\nHe was watching her closely, a faint smirk there despite how much his mind was screaming this was unprofessional. He needed it just as much as she did. He pressed his lips to hers, gently, \"You trust me?\" He whispered, watching her. \n\nShe watched him, emerald watching slate, as she gave a slow nod. Of course she trusted him. Well...more than she trusted most mechs. She was opening up to him, wasn't she? It was a plus, small as it was.\n\nShe gave a startled moan in surprise though when he knelt down, grabbing the back of her thighs to put her legs over his shoulders. He kissed the inside of her thigh, glad she was already in her protoform for once. He watched her as his tongue snaked out to brush against her valve, smirking against her at her reaction.\n\nHer optics darkened, the crest falling flat as her body arched. A hand fell to his helm as he returned, lips conforming to the edge of her valve, tongue teasing the more sensitive sensors inside as he held her but her hips, keeping her up. She gave a soft moan of his name, hips rolling against his face as he pinned her firmly in place. It was only fair, after all, and she had totally started it. Some part in the back of his mind tried to tell him this wasn't right, that it wasn't professional, and it especially wasn't right since he had a bonded. But she'd kicked him out, so there were small liberties he could take, right?\n\nAnd both of those warring voices were silenced when he heard the femme above him whimper his name, the hand on his helm tightening its hold as he tasted the lubricant on his tongue. He was surprised by how close she was, but he knew it [i]had[/i] been awhile for her, at least a week where she was used to having several overloads a night if not better. He pressed closer, watching her reactions now, fingers rubbing against the metal he was holding her up by. \n\nHe felt her thighs press closer to his helm, her feet pressing into his back to urge him closer. He chuckled softly against her, feeling her twitch, trying to press as close as she could before he brushed his tongue over a sensor and she lost it. A soft, whimpering moan was all he got besides the hand digging into his helm. Thankfully, he had extra paint since he knew she'd left marks. He chuckled when she relaxed, panting as she watched him. He moved to pick her up by the back of her thighs as he stood, her legs wrapped around his waist now instead.\n\nHe flicked the shower off, moving away from the wall and he couldn't help but chuckle when she squeaked, arms around his neck tightly. Karma easily picked up on her fear and cooed softly to her, ignoring the fact he was still hard, \"Shh...I'm not gonna drop you Lei, just moving us to the berth,\" He whispered, keeping her close. \n\nShe nodded mutely, relaxing only when he laid her down on the berth, moving onto it with her, \"See? I didn't drop you, and I never would,\" He promised, a hand brushing her cheek as he settled himself down between her legs. He leaned down to kiss her, giving a soft sound when her hand rested on the back of his helm to keep him close, the other hand resting on his chassis, right over where his spark was hidden out of sight.\n\n\"Always this sentimental?\" Leilani whispered against him, dark green optics watching him closely. She was surprised by him, she'd admit that much at least.\n\nKarma just chuckled, \"I'm not a client. I'm here to help you,\" He said simply, blinking down at her as if it was an obvious statement, \"Besides, I don't do anything half arsed,\" He grinned, chuckling when he got a laugh out of her for once.\n\nShe wrapped her arms around his neck, chuckling softly, \"Well just remember if you ever drop me I'm shoving my tail up your aft,\" She murmured against him. She was far too at ease, and considering the fact she wasn't drugged out of her mind....Well let's just say it was the first time in several years. She forgot how good it felt to do it without dampening her sensors and mind with drugs and high grade.\n\nHe chuckled, \"I would never,\" He murmured, hips rolling forward slowly to ease into her. He put a hand under her, on the small of her back when she arched back, a low moan there. Karma dropped his head to her shoulder, panting slightly. \n\nHe was carefully starting a slow, steady rhythm, Lei was surprised, needless to say. She was used to being stripped, thrown on a berth and pounded into a few times. She got paid, went on her way and that was there. There was no tenderness, and no one cared if she got off or not. Her job was to get her clients off and completely satisfied, not the other way around.\n\nKarma kept her close, keeping up the steady rhythm as he panted against her shoulder, listening to the occasional soft whimper or moan Lei gave. For being a prostitute she wasn't vocal at all, surprisingly enough, and it was something...appealing about it. Primus only knew how thick these walls were anyways.\n\nHe focused on her neck when her head tilted back, pushing the curve of her neck forward now, as he saw indentations on it and frowned, a finger reaching up to brush over them. He never expected them to be as sensitive as they were, her frame arching up as her valve constricted around him. He gave a choked off moan of surprise, hips pressed flush to hers as he felt her overload again, taking him by surprise enough to drag him with her. Fuck, it had been to long if he was done for that quickly.\n\nHe caught himself on his hands, propped above her as he slowly eased himself out of her. She shivered, mumbling something as she kept her arms around him, tugging him down to snuggle. He blinked before chuckling in surprise, laying off to the side and making a mental note to clean the berth later as he saw her pull the sheet up over herself. \"Cold?\" He asked, frowning softly. She shouldn't be cold, especially considering what had just happened.\n\n\"Just, side effects of withdrawals, I'm hoping...Should've warned you not to touch my neck,\" She mumbled, turning to bury her face into the pillow.\n\nHe chuckled, a hand resting on her back as he got up long enough to replace his plating and clean up the berth, what little mess had been made, as he snagged a second thermal blanket to wrap around her, \"Gonna start calling you the blanket monster,\" He chuckled, moving to lay back by her, pulling her close to snuggle and make sure she stayed warm, \"And....those marks on your neck aren't bite marks, are they?\" He asked softly. The dimming of her optics as she glanced away told him all he needed to.\n\n\"I've had dozens, hundreds probably, that weren't happy with me for some reason or another. They went after me after I became a...well a whore. They paid and I just barely got away with my life when they were done. My boss doesn't....didn't care what happened. I've just gotten used to it, but for some reason the marks are extremely sensitive,\" She murmured, a weak chuckle there.\n\nKarma nodded, \"Well, we have the rest of the day, sure you don't want to try and open up a little bit more?\" He teased, a charming grin on his face.\n\nLei snorted, throwing the blankets over him too, snuggling him properly, her state of undress be damned. She sighed, \"Let's see...Strobe took me to Updraft's bonded and I lived there happily ever after, the end?\" She tried, the two facing each other as Karma eyed her now.\n\n\"If that was the case you wouldn't be here,\" He reminded her softly. \n\n\"I know,\" She mumbled before flicking her optics off to try and think now on where best to start and how to explain things.\n\n~~~~~\n\nStrobe scratched at the door, whining around the small sparkling in his jaws. Lei had fallen asleep while he was running over to where he remembered Updraft's bonded to be. He growled, scratching harder at the main door now, ears pinned back as he waited.\n\nThe mech glanced up at the door, \"I've got it Intercept,\" He called back, knowing the mech was no doubt trying to get Bluehornet down for his nap, the seekerling stubborn as always and insisting 'Cept nap too. The mech proved to be rather large, a black paintjob so dark it looked blue with two bright, cherry red crosses on either shoulder. His name was Blackjack, and he was an emergency transport vehicle. A helicopter. Not one of those silly ambulances.\n\nHe nudged the door open and paused in surprise, about to shoo the hound off before seeing the small sparkling it was carrying. He frowned, coaxing Strobe in now as he gently took Lei to cradle her close, examining her in his lap as he fixed what he could.\n\nIntercept soon came out, the mech looking exhausted as the black and white paintjob caught the light, enforcer decals on his arms, \"What was it Blackjack?\"\n\n\"A...sparkling. And a cyberwolf, looks like one your wife trained,\" He frowned, glancing up from where he was examining Lei.\n\nBlue optics glanced over and Intercept felt his spark stop. He recognized Lei, and Updraft had still yet to come home. He couldn't access her on her comm.link, and no one at the precinct had even seen her since that morning. \n\n\"That's...Leilani,\" He explained softly, \"She goes to school with Bluehornet,\" \n\n\"Who would do this to a sparkling?\" Blackjack said flatly, a finger gesturing to the transfluid that was still dripping down her chin and onto her chassis, the fluid staining the pearly white paint of the sparkling. Intercept winced at that, letting Black finish tending to her before gently taking her to cradle close.\n\n\"How old is she? She should be ready for an upgrade if nothing else,\" He pointed out, \"If you have the materials I have a spare room you could use,\" He offered, sighing softly. He knew the Cyberwolf was recording everything, it was set up to do just that. It was for future records if the pup ever went missing or the cops found him.\n\nBlack nodded, \"Yeah. Get her upgraded, suggest her parents tell her about interfacing and the sort,\" He frowned, gently taking Lei back now.\n\nCept snorted, \"Her parents won't tell her anything, I know them far better than I would like to,\" He explained, moving to let Blackjack go into the spare office he had. Once he was set up and working, Cept came back to plop on the couch, patting his leg as Strobe moved over to curl at his feet.\n\nShortly after, Updraft nudged the door open and collapsed, oil and transfluid staining the broken, mangled plates. Cept's spark panicked and he darted forward, kneeling down to carefully cradle her helm against his chassis, seeing glyphs and markings carved into the seekeress' wings.\n\nHe sighed softly, \"Updraft what happened to you?\" He whispered, listening to the pained trills and chirps as he sent an emergency comm to the medics, knowing them coming here would be easier with Draft in her current state.\n\nStrobe just watched, ears pinned back as he heard the sirens honing in on the house. This day wasn't going too good, and it wasn't like it was getting any better.\n\nHe could only hope everything went alright with Leilani. The hound wished he could take her away from the family, find someone new to take care of her, but even with all the evidence against them, Leilani insisted on staying with her family.\n\nThey didn't love her, they didn't care about her, and all Nitro did was use her for his own sick, demented ideas, but she still went back time and time again, not thinking any less of them and not wanting to admit to them having hurt or neglected her.\n\n~~~~~\n\nKarmashock watched Lei as she slept, the femme having quickly fallen into recharge shortly after she'd finished speak with him. She slept in...an admittedly odd pose, but he figured there was a reason. One hand was curled to her chassis tightly, and the other hand was resting on the berth absently, as if trying to convince itself something else was there that wasn't.\n\nHe'd seen the pose many times with his own wife, when he came home late after work and she was already in bed , asleep. It was a defensive posture for the body, achieved either by subconscious thoughts or because of how you placed yourself before you slept. Regardless of the reason though, he recognized the fact she thought she was sleeping in an empty berth, despite him being easily within arm's reach.\n\nHe frowned, tucking the blanket around her as he settled down, content to rest for a few hours, and he figured she'd wake him up when he stirred.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Leilani had, for once, removed her tail from her frame, thin legs curled under her. Her tail was folded up carefully and set on the table she had moved in front of the couch just for this occasion. She had a few bent feathers, nothing major, just that she'd slept less then ideally last night and rolled off the couch onto the floor. It was a simple fix, but the pain was removing and reattaching all the feathers.

She could go one day with her tail. For the past week she'd been holed up in an apartment, spending her evenings explaining her upbringing to some therapist. She couldn't lie, it was enjoyable to have someone's company that didn't want her in their berth and then kick her aside, but she missed it. She missed the sex, she missed being on her back and doing what she did best. She muttered, running a hand over her face, as her thoughts trailed and she instantly regretted it. Her thoughts fell too easily to the aspects of her job she missed, and she felt her own frame warm up. She didn't want to rely on her hand, and in all honesty, it didn't do it for her anymore.

She sighed softly, pushing herself up off the couch and heading for the wash racks Karma had given her permission to use. The only down side is they were connected to his room, and she had to make sure he wasn't in them first. Today though, luck was on her side, and Karma was out for a drive and checking in on some patients. So, she had the apartment to herself, thankfully.

Or so she thought. She slipped into the room silently and froze at seeing Karmashock's armor had been set aside in the room, in dire need of a polish, washed and cleaned though, and she caught a glimpse of the motorbike's form in the shower as she tried to will herself to walk back out of the room. Unfortunately for her, or more so Karma, oblivious to the visitor he had. Lei's mind was too distracted trying to figure out when he had come back to tell Lei to do the right thing. So she slipped in to lean against the doorframe, glad it was one of the old fashioned ones that had no door to open, just a shower big enough it wasn't needed. She folded her arms across her chassis, a soft, appreciative sound there as she watched him.

His head was tilted back, optics off as he just relaxed, letting the thin layer of dust and dirt get off his protoform. He ran a hand down over his face, muttering to himself as he relaxed, completely oblivious to the emerald optics watching him as she slipped into the shower with him, footsteps muffled by the sound of the water hitting the ground.

She just had to think of how to go about this without him panicking. She snagged one of the smaller cleaning clothes, smirking to herself as she slid up behind him, fingers brushing against his back, the cloth moving to clean the dust out of the dips and creases in his protoform.

Karma relaxed back into the feeling, not thinking anything of it. The touches were gentle enough that he hardly noticed, or seemed to mind, as he gave a soft sound in approval. He paused though when he heard his name murmured and he tensed, afraid to turn around and expose himself.

"Relax Karma," Lei whispered into his audio and he immediately had a sinking feeling in the pit of his tanks, "Someone had to clean the dirt off your back," She murmured, seemingly innocent enough. Karma couldn't argue that logic, and from what he could tell she was still in her plating, so it was a small plus.

"This...this isn't necessary, Lei. Really," He tried to argue, not wanting to admit how good the touches felt after being on his own now for so long. Damn the fact he wasn't with his wife anymore.

"Nonsense," She chuckled softly, "With all you've done for me already this is the least I could do for you," She murmured, moving to brush along his lower back as Karma's optics dimmed and he rested a hand out to lean against the wall as he fought back any sounds he wanted to make.

Leilani watched him silently, one hand brushing his back, the other arm curling around him to rest her hand flat on his stomach. Karma paused, "That isn't my back, Lei," He admitted sheepishly, trying not to squirm.

She just gave a soft, airy chuckle, "Oh I know, but I figured all of you would be dusty after such a long, relaxing drive," She murmured into his audio, her heels giving her just enough height for her to set her chin just over his shoulder. The hand on his stomach moved down to brush just along his waist before Karma gave a sharp sound of surprise, frame tensing up as those thin fingers brushed against his cable.

"Lei I must advise against thi-" He was cut off, mumbling against her as she tilted his head to kiss him, teeth brushing his lips gently. He felt his cheeks flush, but it wasn't like the touches and advances were completely unwanted, just a little unexpected.

"Hush," She murmured against his lips, fingers curling around his cable, squeezing the base of it, pulling a soft groan from him, "You should've seen this coming, really," She whispered, nipping at the underside of his chin. She chuckled softly, "I'm a whore that lives off sex...And I haven't had anything in days...This was bound to happen," She whispered, hand pumping his cable in a slow, leisurely pace.

Karma had both hands on the wall, panting slightly as he fought against trying to have a reaction. But since it'd been awhile since he'd been with his wife, he felt himself react as was only natural with a femme, who was in no way ugly, fondling his cable.

He gave a low moan, hips shifting of their own accord as his cable hardened. Lei hummed softly, lips teasing along his neck as she worked over his cable. She was a bit surprised though, when a hand moved to stop hers, reluctant as the action seemed.

Karma shook his head, "Jacking me off isn't doing anything to help you," He pointed out, and Lei squawked, somehow finding herself pinned between him at the wall as she felt hands running across her frame. She wasn't used to the soft, almost tender touches as he moved from her shoulders down to her hips. She was used to being tossed on her back and just used like some toy.

He was watching her closely, a faint smirk there despite how much his mind was screaming this was unprofessional. He needed it just as much as she did. He pressed his lips to hers, gently, "You trust me?" He whispered, watching her.

She watched him, emerald watching slate, as she gave a slow nod. Of course she trusted him. Well...more than she trusted most mechs. She was opening up to him, wasn't she? It was a plus, small as it was.

She gave a startled moan in surprise though when he knelt down, grabbing the back of her thighs to put her legs over his shoulders. He kissed the inside of her thigh, glad she was already in her protoform for once. He watched her as his tongue snaked out to brush against her valve, smirking against her at her reaction.

Her optics darkened, the crest falling flat as her body arched. A hand fell to his helm as he returned, lips conforming to the edge of her valve, tongue teasing the more sensitive sensors inside as he held her but her hips, keeping her up. She gave a soft moan of his name, hips rolling against his face as he pinned her firmly in place. It was only fair, after all, and she had totally started it.  Some part in the back of his mind tried to tell him this wasn't right, that it wasn't professional, and it especially wasn't right since he had a bonded. But she'd kicked him out, so there were small liberties he could take, right?

And both of those warring voices were silenced when he heard the femme above him whimper his name, the hand on his helm tightening its hold as he tasted the lubricant on his tongue. He was surprised by how close she was, but he knew it had been awhile for her, at least a week where she was used to having several overloads a night if not better. He pressed closer, watching her reactions now, fingers rubbing against the metal he was holding her up by.

He felt her thighs press closer to his helm, her feet pressing into his back to urge him closer. He chuckled softly against her, feeling her twitch, trying to press as close as she could before he brushed his tongue over a sensor and she lost it. A soft, whimpering moan was all he got besides the hand digging into his helm. Thankfully, he had extra paint since he knew she'd left marks. He chuckled when she relaxed, panting as she watched him. He moved to pick her up by the back of her thighs as he stood, her legs wrapped around his waist now instead.

He flicked the shower off, moving away from the wall and he couldn't help but chuckle when she squeaked, arms around his neck tightly. Karma easily picked up on her fear and cooed softly to her, ignoring the fact he was still hard, "Shh...I'm not gonna drop you Lei, just moving us to the berth," He whispered, keeping her close.

She nodded mutely, relaxing only when he laid her down on the berth, moving onto it with her, "See? I didn't drop you, and I never would," He promised, a hand brushing her cheek as he settled himself down between her legs. He leaned down to kiss her, giving a soft sound when her hand rested on the back of his helm to keep him close, the other hand resting on his chassis, right over where his spark was hidden out of sight.

"Always this sentimental?" Leilani whispered against him, dark green optics watching him closely. She was surprised by him, she'd admit that much at least.

Karma just chuckled, "I'm not a client. I'm here to help you," He said simply, blinking down at her as if it was an obvious statement, "Besides, I don't do anything half arsed," He grinned, chuckling when he got a laugh out of her for once.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, chuckling softly, "Well just remember if you ever drop me I'm shoving my tail up your aft," She murmured against him. She was far too at ease, and considering the fact she wasn't drugged out of her mind....Well let's just say it was the first time in several years. She forgot how good it felt to do it without dampening her sensors and mind with drugs and high grade.

He chuckled, "I would never," He murmured, hips rolling forward slowly to ease into her. He put a hand under her, on the small of her back when she arched back, a low moan there. Karma dropped his head to her shoulder, panting slightly.

He was carefully starting a slow, steady rhythm, Lei was surprised, needless to say. She was used to being stripped, thrown on a berth and pounded into a few times. She got paid, went on her way and that was there. There was no tenderness, and no one cared if she got off or not. Her job was to get her clients off and completely satisfied, not the other way around.

Karma kept her close, keeping up the steady rhythm as he panted against her shoulder, listening to the occasional soft whimper or moan Lei gave. For being a prostitute she wasn't vocal at all, surprisingly enough, and it was something...appealing about it. Primus only knew how thick these walls were anyways.

He focused on her neck when her head tilted back, pushing the curve of her neck forward now, as he saw indentations on it and frowned, a finger reaching up to brush over them. He never expected them to be as sensitive as they were, her frame arching up as her valve constricted around him. He gave a choked off moan of surprise, hips pressed flush to hers as he felt her overload again, taking him by surprise enough to drag him with her. Fuck, it had been to long if he was done for that quickly.

He caught himself on his hands, propped above her as he slowly eased himself out of her. She shivered, mumbling something as she kept her arms around him, tugging him down to snuggle. He blinked before chuckling in surprise, laying off to the side and making a mental note to clean the berth later as he saw her pull the sheet up over herself. "Cold?" He asked, frowning softly. She shouldn't be cold, especially considering what had just happened.

"Just, side effects of withdrawals, I'm hoping...Should've warned you not to touch my neck," She mumbled, turning to bury her face into the pillow.

He chuckled, a hand resting on her back as he got up long enough to replace his plating and clean up the berth, what little mess had been made, as he snagged a second thermal blanket to wrap around her, "Gonna start calling you the blanket monster," He chuckled, moving to lay back by her, pulling her close to snuggle and make sure she stayed warm, "And....those marks on your neck aren't bite marks, are they?" He asked softly. The dimming of her optics as she glanced away told him all he needed to.

"I've had dozens, hundreds probably, that weren't happy with me for some reason or another. They went after me after I became a...well a whore. They paid and I just barely got away with my life when they were done. My boss doesn't....didn't care what happened. I've just gotten used to it, but for some reason the marks are extremely sensitive," She murmured, a weak chuckle there.

Karma nodded, "Well, we have the rest of the day, sure you don't want to try and open up a little bit more?" He teased, a charming grin on his face.

Lei snorted, throwing the blankets over him too, snuggling him properly, her state of undress be damned. She sighed, "Let's see...Strobe took me to Updraft's bonded and I lived there happily ever after, the end?" She tried, the two facing each other as Karma eyed her now.

"If that was the case you wouldn't be here," He reminded her softly.

"I know," She mumbled before flicking her optics off to try and think now on where best to start and how to explain things.

~~~~~

Strobe scratched at the door, whining around the small sparkling in his jaws. Lei had fallen asleep while he was running over to where he remembered Updraft's bonded to be. He growled, scratching harder at the main door now, ears pinned back as he waited.

The mech glanced up at the door, "I've got it Intercept," He called back, knowing the mech was no doubt trying to get Bluehornet down for his nap, the seekerling stubborn as always and insisting 'Cept nap too. The mech proved to be rather large, a black paintjob so dark it looked blue with two bright, cherry red crosses on either shoulder. His name was  Blackjack, and he was an emergency transport vehicle. A helicopter. Not one of those silly ambulances.

He nudged the door open and paused in surprise, about to shoo the hound off before seeing the small sparkling it was carrying. He frowned, coaxing Strobe in now as he gently took Lei to cradle her close, examining her in his lap as he fixed what he could.

Intercept soon came out, the mech looking exhausted as the black and white paintjob caught the light, enforcer decals on his arms, "What was it Blackjack?"

"A...sparkling. And a cyberwolf, looks like one your wife trained," He frowned, glancing up from where he was examining Lei.

Blue optics glanced over and Intercept felt his spark stop. He recognized Lei, and Updraft had still yet to come home. He couldn't access her on her comm.link, and no one at the precinct had even seen her since that morning.

"That's...Leilani," He explained softly, "She goes to school with Bluehornet,"

"Who would do this to a sparkling?" Blackjack said flatly, a finger gesturing to the transfluid that was still dripping down her chin and onto her chassis, the fluid staining the pearly white paint of the sparkling. Intercept winced at that, letting Black finish tending to her before gently taking her to cradle close.

"How old is she? She should be ready for an upgrade if nothing else," He pointed out, "If you have the materials I have a spare room you could use," He offered, sighing softly. He knew the Cyberwolf was recording everything, it was set up to do just that. It was for future records if the pup ever went missing or the cops found him.

Black nodded, "Yeah. Get her upgraded, suggest her parents tell her about interfacing and the sort," He frowned, gently taking Lei back now.

Cept snorted, "Her parents won't tell her anything, I know them far better than I would like to," He explained, moving to let Blackjack go into the spare office he had. Once he was set up and working, Cept came back to plop on the couch, patting his leg as Strobe moved over to curl at his feet.

Shortly after, Updraft nudged the door open and collapsed, oil and transfluid staining the broken, mangled plates. Cept's spark panicked and he darted forward, kneeling down to carefully cradle her helm against his chassis, seeing glyphs and markings carved into the seekeress' wings.

He sighed softly, "Updraft what happened to you?" He whispered, listening to the pained trills and chirps as he sent an emergency comm to the medics, knowing them coming here would be easier with Draft in her current state.

Strobe just watched, ears pinned back as he heard the sirens honing in on the house. This day wasn't going too good, and it wasn't like it was getting any better.

He could only hope everything went alright with Leilani. The hound wished he could take her away from the family, find someone new to take care of her, but even with all the evidence against them, Leilani insisted on staying with her family.

They didn't love her, they didn't care about her, and all Nitro did was use her for his own sick, demented ideas, but she still went back time and time again, not thinking any less of them and not wanting to admit to them having hurt or neglected her.

~~~~~

Karmashock watched Lei as she slept, the femme having quickly fallen into recharge shortly after she'd finished speak with him. She slept in...an admittedly odd pose, but he figured there was a reason. One hand was curled to her chassis tightly, and the other hand was resting on the berth absently, as if trying to convince itself something else was there that wasn't.

He'd seen the pose many times with his own wife, when he came home late after work and she was already in bed , asleep. It was a defensive posture for the body, achieved either by subconscious thoughts or because of how you placed yourself before you slept. Regardless of the reason though, he recognized the fact she thought she was sleeping in an empty berth, despite him being easily within arm's reach.

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