*Warning- Sexual innuendos* 

Shelby has been going through rigorous training the past few weeks to get her legs working. She can't walk on her own yet, so she is on crutches. Ones that the children painted to make them look prettier. According to Miko, they were way to boring. Dreadwing stayed by her side the whole way. He won't leave her out of her sight. As well as doing his duty's around base, he is still there for her. Megatron has been silent since they found Shelby. Optimus knows he is up to something, but he has yet to figure it out yet. Ratchet has been working on Shelby's suit to try and get it so it she can wear it and it will help her walk better. He's been more grumpy than ever. Shelby told him he didn't have too, but he insisted. 

Today had been one of those days were nothing seemed to being going right. Well for Shelby anyway. That morning as she got up out of bed, before Dreadwing had awakened, to go to the bathroom, her crutch broke. Where the button held to keep the length of the crutch, caved in and caused Shelby to fall over. Her scream of pain awoke Dreadwing. He was immediately by her side. Now she only had one crutch and needed help moving around. After that incident, the day just seemed to go down hill.  She felt her depression creeping back up. She felt the need to try and act like she was fine. Though it seemed Dreadwing could see right through her. 

Shelby was sitting on the couch in the platform of the new base, when Dreadwing scooped her up and walked outside. He transformed around her and took off. "What are you doing?" She asked. "We are going to go relax." He told her. "Where are we going?" She asked him. "You'll see." Is all he said and the cockpit went silent. He soared through the clouds, veering around, trying to add some fun to the trip. A small smile creeped onto her face, Dreadwing noticed and caused the seat to heat up a little. "Your making my butt warm." She tried hard not to giggle.  He gave a hardy laugh, making the cockpit wiggle. The five point harness holding her in, tightened just a bit around her. 

Another few moments of flying, Dreadwing began to descend. Before he hit the ground, he transformed, Shelby fell into his servo. "I don't have my crutches." She noted. A frown formed on her lips, Dreadwing took one of his digits to her chin and moved her head to look at him. "You don't need them, I'll be your crutches." He said sweetly to her. Her cheeks started turn a light pink and tried to turn and hide from him. "Don't hide from me. You look so cute when you blush." He brought her close to her face, giving her a cheeky grin. "Anyway, where did you bring me?" She questioned, turning and looking at the sight before her. They stood on top of a cliff, surrounded by water. Beautiful tall green trees stood behind them, bushes with small cute pink and purple flowers. Dreadwing stood on bright green grass, no path to or from the area, telling her that it wasn't a place people knew about.

"While I was out scouting for Energon, I found this place and I knew I had to bring you to see the view." He explained to her. "Its gorgeous. I've never seen anything like it." She said in awe. Before she knew it, she was being set on the ground. She leaned back on her hands as she sat down, her legs still not easy to move. Next thing she knew, she felt Dreadwing sit down behind her, he moved his legs under her arms, and wrapped his arms round her waist, just below her cleavage. She brought her arms around and laid them on his arms. She leaned her head back against his strong muscular chest. She could hear his spark humming in his chest. It was her favorite sound. It made her feel safe. She always felt safe in his arms. She hoped it would never have to end. She hoped she would never lose him. He was her safe place. 

She wasn't sure how long they sat there, she was so focused on the scenery in front of her. She felt a pair of lips kiss the top of her head. Her lips broke into a smile. His arms unwrapped from her waist and started to rub her arms. He moved down and kissed under her ear and trailed down her neck. Shelby turned into him, their lips colliding. She moved her legs over his, so she was in his lap. She put her hands on his cheeks, holding him into the kiss. He held her close, deepening the kiss. So much passion and fire flooding through their bodies. The world seemed to stand still. The two lost in the moment. There make out session only started to get heated from there. Shelby gently bit his lip, sucking it in lightly, he gave a low moan, leaning back as she let his lip slide through her teeth. Once she let go, he slammed his lips back on hers, his hand on her back slid down, grabbing her ass. "Hey" She said muffled through their lips. 

She could feel him grinning against her, as well as squeezing her ass. "You have a beautiful aft." He says pulling away from her. She rolled her eyes at him and pulled him back to her lips. He couldn't help but chuckle before crashing his lips into hers. Both pushing against each other for dominance. She nipped at his lip, making him open up his lips a bit, giving her the shot to shove her tongue inside. Both their tongues now fighting together, Dreadwing was not about to lose this one. He brought a hand up and grabbed her breast, making her gasp. Dreadwing took advantage, winning the tongue war. He couldn't help but smile, making Shelby smile as well. They pulled back to take a breath, his hand still on her breast. "Hey mister, think your gonna get somewhere?" She said sarcastically. "Maybe." He whispered into her ear, lightly nipping at it. 

He slowly kissed down her neck, reaching her collar bone, making her moan. She put her hand on his chest, gripping his shirt. He continued to suck her collar bone. "Dreadwing." She moaned out his name. This made Dreadwing more excited. He started to kiss her harder, rougher. He began to need her breast, switching as to not ignore the other one. She turned into him more, wrapping her arms around his neck as he kissed back up her neck and met her lips. Hungrily making out with each other, she gripped his hair. He decided to take a shot and brought his hand under her shirt and under her bra. "Dreadwing." She moaned into his lips. "Shelby." He moaned back. She brought her hands down and under his shirt, feeling up his abs. "You are so beautiful." He whispered in her ear, gently biting down and sucking. "You mean it." She whispered back, leaning her cheek against his. He pulled back, looking at her in confused. 

"Why would you ask that? Of course I mean it. I have never been so in trance by someone like you. The more I get to know you, the more beautiful you become. The more amazing you are. Your the best thing to ever happen to me. I'd be dead without you." He exclaimed putting his forehead against hers. "I think I love you." He whispered to her. Her eyes went wide and she backed away. Unsure what to think or say. "You...You love me?" She questioned looking into his ruby red eyes. "Yes, more than I ever thought I could love someone. I never even thought I'd be able to love someone." He said down to her, squeezing her close to him. "I...I love you too." Shelby says. A smile grows on his face, looking at her with pure happiness. He leaned down and planted his lips on her. "I love you. I love you so much." He said as he planted more kisses on her face. She giggled as he did this. "Dreadwing." She giggled. 

"What I can't kiss my beautiful, gorgeous femme?" He questioned in between kissing her. She stopped him and brought his lips to hers, kissing him with passion and love. "I will never stop you." She whispered pulling away slightly. He held her close to him, arms wrapping around her waist and bringing her legs closer to him. There were so many thoughts running though his mind right now. He nuzzled into her neck, lightly kissing it, trying to find her sweet spot. She started to moan quietly as he finally found it, nipping and sucking, causing her to moan harder. He gripped her ass harder, she put her hand behind his neck, not wanting him to stop. Its been a long time since someone had done this to her. A long time for him as well, he had dirty naughty thoughts coming to his mind. He ran his hand up her thigh, stopping right above her hip bone, digging his thumb in between, making her cave in, snapping her head back in pleasure. "You like that don't you?" He muffled into her neck. All she could do was moan as he continued to dig his thumb in.

He licked up her neck, stopping at her ear and giving a small suck. He stopped digging into her hip and used his hand to move her head, so he could kiss her. He brought his hand back down to the lip of her jeans, slightly tugging at them. He took his other hand and slid it into the back of her jeans, just enough to tease her. She moaned into his mouth, biting his lip gently. She brought her hand under his shirt, slightly tugging up. He understood, letting her pull it off over his head, breaking their make out session for only a moment. He decided to do the same to her, she lifted her arms up as he pulled her shirt off of her. She shivered as a breeze hit her bare skin. "Cold?" Dreadwing asked, bringing her in close and wrapping his arms around her. "Just a little." She told him. "I know a way to keep you warm." He said with a smirk. She leaned back up at him and gave him a look. A look that asked what he was thinking and unsure if she wanted to know. "I think you'll enjoy it." He whispered into her ear. "Oh really?" She giggled. "Oh yeah." he answered. 

They went back to making out, Dreadwing touching up and down her body. Shelby starting to feel him up as well. Things started to get more intense, more heated. Both knowing how far they wanted to go. Clothes started to fall off, their bodies moving as close together as they could. Skin on skin. Dreadwing moved her onto her back, slowly and gently, him on top of her. He moved her legs to they were at his side. Making sure to not cause any harm to them. The emotions filling her took away the pain. She pulled him closer to her, her hands running up and down his back, slightly digging her nails in, making him shudder with excitement. For the next few hours were filled with moaning, screaming of names, bodies squished close together, panting of trying to catch their breath. Dreadwing claimed her, she was now his. She was always his, always will be.