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It was way past noon at Charlie’s auto-repair residence in Witwicky, Pennsylvania. The summer air was hot and humid while the cool breeze carried the faintest scent of fresh flowers along with it, enticing the woman’s nose and taste buds. Near her driveway, she prepared for her boyfriend’s car wash, filling the colorful containers with soapy water and fluffy sponges. There was no need for anything fancy; there was something special about cleansing her lover the old-fashioned way.
It was nostalgic.
Charlie could barely contain her excitement, bouncing from one foot to the next, her brown hair hovering above her shoulders. According to Bumblebee, he was only several kliks away from her home. It only took several more seconds of waiting. A smile swept across her pale face once she caught a glimpse of the yellow sports car. Once he reached the driveway, he transformed into robot mode, stretching upon arrival. Fortunately, due to the quiet location of her shop, Charlie didn’t worry about any onlookers spying on them. He was safe with her. “Thank Primus,” Bumblebee exclaimed, “finally, some peace and quiet!”Charlie chuckled, throwing a dry towel over her shoulder and easily identifying the dramatics.“Oh, come on, Bee. You love those kids.”Bumblebee smirked a little, reminiscing on his most recent moments with the Maltos. “Well, they’ve definitely grown on me, that’s for sure.” He lowered himself to Charlie, his blue optics bright yet gentle. “I’ve just…really been craving some alone time with my favorite girl.”Charlie laughed, lifting herself on her toes to touch the Autobot sigil on his chest plating.“More like woman. It’s been years since we’ve seen each other, Bee. I’ve missed you.”Bumblebee’s smirk relaxed to a soft and familiar smile, the one she always held close to her heart.“Yeah, I missed you, too, Charlie.”She winked at him, retracting herself to lift the bucket at her side for emphasis.“Now. Transform! I want to clean that shiny, new alt-mode of yours.”Bumblebee did so without question, straightening himself and stepping away for her safety before shifting and bending his mechanical bits and pieces back into the form of a sports car. Charlie beamed at him, starting to use the nearest hose to rinse him down. The rays from the afternoon sun shimmered across the vehicle, turning the yellow hues into gold, radiant and dazzling. As Bumblebee released his noticeable sounds of delight, Charlie smiled as bursts of water against the wind caused her camisole and shorts to dampen. She was careful and thorough, rinsing his wheels, his mirrors, and adjusting the water pressure whenever it was necessary. His alt-mode was sleek and pristine. Clearly, he cared very much about his appearance, almost as much as he enjoyed racing. It was heavenly, observing the way his windows reflected the sunlight from the water droplets that showered atop him. Charlie couldn’t receive enough of his ethereal beauty. Although his form wasn’t the same, his lively spirit certainly was. It was the same Bumblebee, the very same cybertronian she fell deeply in love with back in California.
She couldn’t ask for anything more.
Once Charlie believed that he was appropriately rinsed, she turned the hose off and grabbed the nearest bucket. When she neared his front window, Bumblebee spoke.“So, whatcha think?” There was playfulness in his tone. “Do I still look pretty cool?”Charlie snickered.“You do, I’ll have to admit. But you were much cuter as a beetle.”Bumblebee scoffed.“What? Hey, I’m still cute!”Charlie only laughed harder, wiping down his window with her soapy mitt. During the wash, more sprays of water soaked her clothes, causing her nipples to poke through the flimsy fabric of her camisole. It was to be expected, so it didn’t bother her in the slightest. In fact, it made her grin. She noticed the way the mech’s mirror adjusted and turned, attempting to gain the best view of her. Charlie hummed, deciding to tease him for his friskiness by soaping down her own front. There was no need to hide her true feelings from him. She was utterly infatuated with him. If he wanted to be naughty, then by all means, she would be naughty right back at him.“Mind if I wash your hood?”Bumblebee’s engine revved before he quickly silenced himself.“I mean, uh…sure.”Charlie grinned, leaning her breasts on the hood of the sports car. It was cold but also quite warm, the blush on her own cheeks expanding across her face. She was slow and gentle, using her mitts as well as her own body to clean him with the soap. She moved in a way that left his internal mechanics whining and begging for more. Understanding how she was making him feel while sensing her own arousal within the pit of her abdomen, she started to whisper to him.
”Excited? I am, too.”
Again, there was another audible rev that shook his entire alt-mode. Charlie chuckled before retracting herself from him, feeling hot and bothered. After several minutes of tending to his wheels and his rear, she rinsed him with the hose. Watching the water ripple over his golden paint was almost hypnotizing. It was no secret that Bumblebee was a pretty Autobot, but how on Earth did she earn such a caring and doting boyfriend? The evening sun lingered in the sky. As the water and soap mixed together and drained down the driveway, Bumblebee transformed into robot mode and shook himself, trying to dry himself as much as he could from the wash. Charlie admired him closely, nodding her head.“How do you feel?”Bumblebee smiled, his optics large and glistening.“I feel…amazing! No, better than amazing, I feel…nostalgic.” His joyful look softened as he lowered himself closer to her level, speaking to her from his own spark. “I…really did miss you, Charlie. After all this time, I never stopped thinking about you.”The woman pressed a kiss to his hot cheek. When she pulled away to chuckle at his awed expression, she then bit her lip, feeling her own arousal throb and pulsate between her legs.“Wanna take this into the garage?” His answer was immediate, his door-wings flicking in anticipation. “Oho, it would be my pleasure!”With that, the pair made their way inside the garage. Given the wide assortment of tools, it was a tight squeeze, but the two made it work for themselves. Charlie was quick to close the door of the garage, allowing it to rumble. Afterwards, she then began to strip herself of her loose, wet clothing. She threw her camisole over her head and tossed it to the floor, noting the way Bumblebee’s gaze fixated on her bouncing chest. However, before she could fiddle with her shorts, Bumblebee took her hands in his servos.“Here, let me take care of you.”Charlie blinked, becoming immersed in those blue, crystalline optics of his. She met his smile with a nod and a laugh, finding nothing but solace in his voice.“Alright.”With his aid, she unzipped her pants and tossed them to the side. His digits were thick but nimble, working overtime to undress her. Soon garbed in only her underwear, the mech brought her into his arms and set her on the highest shelf. She pressed her bare back to the large, smooth surface, her breaths swift and heavy. Bumblebee removed her panties with ease, hooking his large fingers beneath the waistband before pulling them down and off her legs. Charlie shuddered, her arousal spiking as her cunt twitched, desperate for stimulation.Between her legs, Bumblebee looked at her.“Ready?”Charlie nodded.“Go crazy.”His dermas parted, revealing his smooth glossa. The woman moaned atop the empty shelf, crying out in pure bliss as she squirmed and shifted her legs against the Autobot’s helm. Bumblebee was as diligent as he was kind, using his alien tongue to flick against her slit and dip between her folds.
“F…Fuck, Bee…”
Her fingers found their way to the horns on his helm, giving them a little tug. Apparently, he enjoyed the action more than she did.
“Do that again, Charlie, please…”
She did, repeating her movements over and over again until he was moaning himself, his own hips swaying against the lower shelf. Once the tip of his glossa hit her clit, she was a goner. Charlie mewled, her brown eyes flashing bright against the dim light of the garage. Her head leaned backwards, her back arching as she shifted her body to meet more of his mouthpiece. “Bumblebee…”Sweat trickled down the side of her face. Her chest lifted and fell, increasing with the rate of her heart. Her abdomen swelled, her legs quivering with every stroke of his glossa. As he traced circles into her clit, Charlie became overwhelmed with the sensation of closeness.“Bee, I think…I’m gonna to come!”The cybertronian used his digits to pet her thighs, encouraging her. He didn’t tease her. Instead, he comforted her, supporting her throughout everything. “Don’t hold back, Charlie.”She did not, orgasming almost immediately after. She came, sending shockwaves through her bones and her core. Charlie shuddered, crying out his name in pure delight, her toes curling and fingers gripping him. Bumblebee lapped up whatever he could have her before removing his glossa from her pussy, his dermas wet and warm. Slowly, he stroked her thighs and leaned forward, pressing light kisses to her soft tummy. She shivered, but the mech was considerate, holding her close as much as he could during the recovery of her first overload of the night. During his kisses, Charlie closed her eyes, simply adoring the feeling of his smooth, metal lips against her skin. She exhaled, her throat vibrating with another moan as she held onto him, craving more of him.“Bumblebee…I need you.”He spoke between his smooches.
“And I need you, Charlie…so, so much…”
Once she calmed, the mech drew himself back, giving time for the woman to lift herself. After she grabbed the nearest bottle of coconut oil, Bumblebee set her on his lap. One would think that sitting on a mechanical man would be uncomfortable, but Charlie grew more than accustomed to it. His interface panel slid away, causing his spike to throb and pressurize for her. Carefully, Charlie squeezed a dollop of coconut oil on her hands and stroked it against herself, lathering her cunt in the smooth, buttery substance. She moaned a little, causing Bumblebee’s spike to twitch in front of her. “Save some for me!”Charlie smirked before rubbing her palms together and slowly applying the oil to his member. A shudder rippled through his frame as he released his own moans, transfluid squirting from the tip. She hummed, pleased with herself as she satisfied him in such a manner, feeling his grooves and biolights. She took her time, making certain that he felt every bit of her ministrations until finally pulling her hands away from him. “There. Is that enough?” Bumblebee sighed.“I think so.”Cautiously, he held onto her sides and leaned slightly back against the floor, holding her tight and positioning her just above his spike.“You ready for me?”Charlie nodded, her eyes bright and glossy. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m ready, Bee.”Slowly, comfortingly, the mech allowed the bulbous tip of his spike to penetrate her. Charlie used her hands to grip his plating as she moaned, calling out for him in such a needy but sweet tone of voice. Behind her, as he held her to him, steam poured from Bumblebee’s mouthpiece, hot on the back of her neck. “You alright, Charlie?”She nodded, lightly biting her lip.“I…I am! Faster!”The Autobot’s internal mechanics spun and whirred as he inserted more of himself into her, ever mindful of his size. The woman’s walls gripped him tightly, hugging the grooves of his spike as he moved inside her, beginning to thrust.
“Bee!”
She threw her head back, her abdomen pulsing and her breath quickening. As Bumblebee bounced her on his spike, firmly grasping her thighs, she could have sworn that she heard and felt the very beats of his spark, nestled deep inside his chest. She couldn’t help but think of it as romantic.
“Charlie…”
Bumblebee repeated her name, whispering his words of praise and devotion as he swayed into her. He was gentle in his movements as well as his words. His door-wings flapped, and his mechanical systems whined. He cuddled her, clinging onto her for dear life as the wet, lewd sounds of their interfacing drowned out even the loudest of thoughts.“I missed you…more than anything.”Charlie believed him, her own eyes glistening with tears. With her fingers, she held onto him tighter.“I…never stopped hoping you would…come back.”With their promises said, Charlie was now entirely over the moon. Due to the amount of pleasure he was giving her, she could barely force out a full sentence. Still, she persevered, moaning at the top of her lungs as her walls tightened and constricted around his spike.
“T…There! There, Bee! Ahh, fuck!”
He listened to her, accelerating the speed of his careful thrusting until she witnessed stars in her vision. She was close. After her cunt gave another hard squeeze, she found it sensible to warn her boyfriend.“I’m…about to come, Bee…”The cybertronian held himself back, only a little as to give her time to breathe.“Do what you need to feel good, Charlie.”At that very promise, she came, her fluids soaking his spike. The rush was so real and so prevalent that even Bumblebee started to shake beneath her. The woman closed her eyes, falling back even more, gripping onto his plating and crying out his name. He, in return, thrusted into her a bit slower this time, using his thumb to rub at her clit to stabilize her. It was a hard orgasm, even Bumblebee knew it to be true. He guided her through the process, using his other servo to draw circles into her skin. “Are you alright?”Charlie nodded, the back of her head pressed against his chest.“Y…Yes, I am...”Bumblebee bucked into her, gingerly increasing his pace. His spike twitched inside her, suggesting that he was not far behind her. He leaned as best as he could against her ear to whisper to her.“I’m…I’m close.”Charlie’s heart fluttered as she prepared herself, a smile gracing her flushed face.
“Bee, I need you!”
He believed her. How did she know? He orgasmed soon after her words, his spike releasing a load of hot, sticky transfluid. Charlie moaned, blinking rapidly as she welcomed his filling, her jaw dropping and chest heaving. There was high-pitched whirring sound as he struggled to steady himself, implying that his overload was harder than hers. Their calls fell in sync, whimpering and whining their names out of pure adulation and desperation. Charlie never felt so worshiped in her life, and she hoped that Bumblebee felt the same as she did. “Bee, you good?”By the time he retracted himself from her, drops of transfluid spilt onto the floor. Charlie didn’t mind, too enraptured in bliss. As Bumblebee’s spike flicked, he carried her and hugged her towards him, treasuring her naked body. "Yeah."He blushed, his face turning pink with an influx of energon.“Um. Thanks for the wash, by the way.”Charlie laughed breathlessly, kissing him on his cheek to make him more flustered.“No problem, babe.”He smiled, using his thumb to draw a stray strand of brown hair away from her eyes.“I love you, Charlie.”She nuzzled him.“I love you, too, Bee.”As the two began their recovery, Charlie’s lips found his dermas.