curiously_cora

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When Coraline was a child she had thought university was supposed to be a boring affair, in drizzly England with really old crumbly buildings. What Coraline had found out though at eighteen was that college was a whole other thing. College had cute boys with American accents, it had sprawling campuses with exciting classes, warm weather with beaches, lots of places to explore and lots of new friends to get into trouble with.

Like Sam Witwicky; best friend, fellow dork, captain and general all round nice (hot) guy. It didn't matter that Sam didn't really seem to notice the fact that Coraline was a woman, Cora was just glad to spend time with him. And his totally cool car which Corline was convinced was alive from the few times she had been allowed to get a ride with Sam (once for thanksgiving, where she got to meet Sam's parents who were mental but lovely. And once to the airport where she cried for about an hour after she got on the plane.) Not that Sam ever let on the car was magical or alive or alien or something but Coraline had a knack with these things... she just knew it.

"You know I know, right? The whole magical car thing, I know." Coraline said casually, leaning back against the car. Boots pressed against the tires, Coraline leaned forward looking up towards the dorms where Sam was getting his stuff. Honestly Coraline was curious, an explorer and had known Sam for nearly a year now and even if she hadn't known him for practically a lifetime, she was still Coraline Jones, "So, that's how we're going to play it then, huh?"

Coraline looked at the silent car, smile turning into a grin before she patted the bonnet. Good car.

"Yeah, yeah I'll get you to spill eventually you wait and see Bumblebee." Coraline said, squinting in the early morning light at the familiar sight of her best friend. Waving wildly at Sam, Coraline picked up her bags and bounced on her toes as she waited for him. "Come on Witwicky, we haven't got all day. There are beaches to see, waves to surf, classes to not go to."

Coraline bounded over to Sam as he got near the car. Pouncing on him, Coraline wrapped her arms around Sam and hugged him tight. Coraline pulled back to look at him, grinning.

"Is that what you're wearing? Really? Are you sure? Because I think that Will Turner might want his outfit back, is that pirate chic? All you need now is guyliner and you are all set, do you want to borrow mine?" Coraline asked, reeling off a hundred questions as she grinned goofily at him. "I'm kidding you look... you know."

Hot.

She wasn't saying that. At all.

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Coraline took Sam's hands in her face, turning him to face her before kissing him soft and slow and sweet. It was going to be okay, it was going to be okay, they could be brave. Coraline wrapped her arms around Sam, pressing against him before pulling back and looking at Optimus.

"So, what do we do then? Run? Now? Okay, before we do this then I'm going to need to change which means everyone's eyes have to be averted. Okay?" Coraline said simply, looking at the other autobots and making a turn around motion with her hand. "I mean, we can be on the run but I'm not doing it in a bikini it's really, really cold."

Coraline was quite hoping he hadn't noticed how cold yet.

Sam liked all this kissing with Coraline, even if it was kind of weird with all the Autobots standing around. Thankfully, it was very easy to distract himself with the things Coraline was doing.

When she mentioned being cold though, Sam realized that they were still half clothed. He didn't mind all that much but apparently Coraline thought it was a bit chilly.

"Oh, uh, right, clothes," he said, coughing a bit. "You should, I guess, uh, maybe put on some clothes. You know, with all the running and jumping and stuff we might do."

"You guess, huh? Sam Witwicky, you're making Bumblebee blush. And I'd rather not freeze to death in a bikini even if I can get you to keep me warm." Coraline said nudging him in the arm. Coraline kissed his cheek before slipping out from his arms and leaning into the back of the car where her bag was. Bending over as she tried to reach for the bag, Coraline let out a soft noise of frustration before she finally grabbed the bag. "Turn around Witwicky, eyes over there."

Coraline waited for all eyes to be faced away before she began to untie the bikini. The fact that Bumblebee had angled the mirrors on the door ever so slightly so Coraline could in fact be seen by Sam was completely unknown by her. "Can I borrow your hoody?" Coraline asked, bending down to reach for her bra and t-shirt.

Sam turned obediently, although he really wouldn't have peaked if she didn't tell him to. Did he want to? Yes, because she was a seriously hot girl that he had the hots for and fantasized about. But he wasn't some sort of scumbag. Of course, that didn't mean he didn't accidentally catch a glance of her from the mirrors on Bee.

"Uhhh, er, yeah, my nipple. Hoodie, I mean by hoodie. Yes, it's yours."

Coraline turned her head, brushing her hair over her bare shoulder as she glanced at Sam before turning to face the car suspiciously. Sliding a pair of tight fitting shorts up her legs, Cora leaned in for Sam's hoodie and murmured a soft 'I know what you are up to Bumblebee' into the car. Pulling on Sam's hoodie over her t-shirt, Cora tied her hair up and out of the way before bounding back towards Sam.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, Coraline pressed against Sam as she hugged him tight. Pausing, smiling a little mischieviously, Coraline pressed a kiss against his neck before asking in a rather quiet voice in his ear. "Nipple, Sam Witwicky?"

"Stop, stop!" Sam said as she whispered in his ear. "I cannot take you saying things like that in my ear with that accent."

Or maybe it was the kiss against his neck a moment before that. Or the right shorts. Or just how she was pressed against him.

"What nipple?" Coraline asked, laughing as she said it. Coraline slid her fingertips into the back of his hair, curling softly through it as she tugged him close. "What is it the words or my terrible Britishness? Cock or how about mmm ha ass?"

Coraline grinned, looking at Sam before pressing another kiss against his neck.

"Oh god take me now," Sam said, eyes rolling back in his head. That was just not fair. Coraline shouldn't even know words like that. He wasn't sure why, but she just seemed like the type of girl who wouldn't just randomly say that stuff.

"You're awful."

"I know, I should probably wash my mouth out right? Fuck me Sam, I mean my language is pretty terrible don't you think?" Coraline asked, leaning in to murmur the words into Sam's ears. Coraline didn't swear much except to prove a point but right now, well it was quite fun. And after what had just happened she could do with a bit of fun. Nothing like life and death situations to bring out the fun in a girl. "I'm sorry, I'll stop. Promise."

Coraline stretched her body against him, leaning into Sam before tugging him close to kiss him.

Sam held Coraline close to him, kissing her deeply this time without letting her go too quickly. Lingering, fleeting kisses were just driving him crazy and he was already very crazy.

"Safe house!" Sam shouted to no one in particular when they finally broke away. "We need a safe house right now! Or at least a relatively, not very dangerous, house. Maybe a tricky step or two but we seriously need a house."

Parting her lips, Coraline pressed her body up against him as he deepened the kiss. Letting out a soft moan, Coraline slid her hands around his neck and tugged Sam close. Wincing as Sam yelled when he pulled away, Coraline grinned at Sam's rambling.

"Safe house sounds good, safe bed sounds even better." Coraline said before blushing. "I mean, for sleeping in not or maybe a little... I mean, safe food would be nice too. We should get going right? Right."

"We will get you both to safety," Optimus said with a nod before straightening out.

"Autobots, we need to get Sam and Coraline to a secure location. Roll out!"

The rest of the Autobots transformed alongside Optimus and Bee opened his doors so that Sam and Coraline could get in. Sam slid in behind the wheel and winced at Coraline.

"I'm really sorry. I couldn't tell you before. I wanted to but... National Security and all that."

There was something about them- the Autobots. Coraline didn't know if it was because they were a million pounds of badassness or the fact that they sounded so awesome when they transformed or they'd saved her life but whatever it was about them, Coraline just knew they were good and well, cool.

Reaching for Sam's hand, she squeezed it tight before letting go to run round the side of the car. Sliding into the seat, Coraline wriggled in her seat before turning to look at Sam who was wincing and looking all 'I'm Sam Witwicky and I just accidently kicked your puppy.'

"So does this mean you're a spy or army guy or something? Sam Witwicky, 009?" Coraline asked curiously before grinning at Sam, placing her hand on his thigh as she leaned in towards him a little. "Do you have a tux? You'd look hot in a tux or you know formal wear with those funny little braces and cufflinks."

"I- uh, I- wha-" Sam was finding it hard to concentrate on pulling Bee out of the forest with Coraline's hand on his thigh like that and her leaning in so close.

"I, yes. I mean, I'm not a spy or army guy. But, uh, I know- I know where to rent a tuxedo?"

Not really a smooth sell with that, but her hand and how tight the crotch of his pants were getting was making it hard to think.

Coraline glanced at Sam curiously as he uh-wha at her. Hand slipping on his thigh, fingertips curling around the inside of his thigh as she gripped Sam a little rebalancing herself again. Cora trusted Sam, or rather Bumblebee, not to drive them straight into a ditch.

"But you know Big Government Secrets and you've saved the world. So not a spy or an army guy but a hero guy, my hero guy?" Coraline asked grinning at Sam before leaning across to brush a kiss against his cheek. She knew Bumblebee would take over if Sam got... distracted. "That's pretty cool Sam."

"Your- uh, your guy. If you want. I mean, yeah, if you want I'd, uh, I'd like to be your guy and, just- hand check, hand check. Your, you know, your hand is close to my, uh, you know. Not that- not that I mind but just so you're aware, so we're all aware. It's fine though, it's- it's fine if you want to leave it there."

Sam actually would have preferred she'd leave it there because, well, because of very obvious reasons that would probably be obvious to her soon too. Swimtrunks didn't hide much in the way of anatomy.

"Yeah, yeah I'd like that. The guy thing not the hand thing. What do you mean? Hand?" Coraline asked curiously, looking at Sam confused as he rambled in his, ridiculously hot, Sam way. Coraline looked down at her hand before making a soft oh in realisation. Oh, her hand. Huh. Wow. "It's fine if I want to leave it here and not... here say?"

Coraline slid her hand up Sam's leg, looking up at him as she bit her lip, the hint of a playful smile on her face.

"Fine!" Sam said, voice coming out a bit of a squeak as her hand moved up higher and closer to his growing erection. He was really, really glad that Bee could handle the driving if it was necessary because at this point it was really necessary.

"I mean, good. That's good. A good spot."

"Really? Because you don't sound finegoodgood," Coraline said looking at Sam curiously as his voice went up an octave. Glancing down at Sam, at the effect she was having on him Coraline watched him curiously before leaning across the gap between them. Hand sliding a bit further up, her fingertips brushing almost against his erection. "I mean, maybe Bee should take over driving if you're not feeling fine."

"Muh-maybe," he gasped, trying hard not to squirm too much in his seat. Coraline was driving him crazy, but in a really good way.

"There is, uh, there's just a point of, you know, no return where if you keep messing around in this area? Something, uh, has to happen."

"Something has to happen? Like what? Like scrabble or monopoly? Coraline asked curiously, biting her lip before smiling mischieviously at Sam. It was kind of hot the way he was nervously, slightly panicked, rambling away at her especially when she got close.

"Or we have to do homework? Or-" Coraline began to ask as her fingertips brushed along his erection. Sliding the palm of her hand up so she could feel every inch of him. Oh wow, huh, why hadn't they been doing this sooner. "-we make a start on world peace?"

"W-world, world PEACE sounds guuuhhhhh."

Sam was trying really, really hard to think, but all his focus was on what Coraline was doing. His hands had a white knuckle grip in the steering wheel, even if he wasn't driving anymore and his cock twitched at the feel of her fingers as he arched his hips up.

"Bee? Can you take over driving for a bit?" Coraline asked, sliding her thumb up Sam's erection as his hips arched up into her hand. Coraline smiled, letting out a soft laugh at the way Sam's voice trailed off. "Let's try for world peace then. Okay?"

Coraline unclipped her seat belt, moving her hand up Sam's chest to his shoulder for balance before she moved across the gap between them. Sliding onto Sam's lap, Coraline shifted so she could face him and smiled before she kissed him slow.

Sam gave a loud groan as Coraline moved to his lap. The pressure against his cock was a relief but also uncomfortable in that it made him want more.

Thankfully, he had a ready made distraction for a moment in the form of Coraline, who was missing him deeply. His hands slid down her hips, gripping her backside (to keep her balanced of course) as he ground his hips just a bit.

"Hi," Coraline whispered against Sam's lips, smiling as she wrapped her arms around his bare shoulders and slid down his back as she kissed him. Parting her lips she let out a little soft noise at Sam's hands on her, his hips moving beneath hers. Coraline shivered, the small ripple of pleasure spreading through her as she gasped out his name in a low warning. "Sam."

Coraline traced her hands down his chest smiling as she traced her thumb down under his ribs.

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