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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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.

It may have been a warning, but Sam took it more as encouragement that what he was doing was good, so he kept his hands right where they were. Of course, it had nothing to do with the fact that her backside felt AMAZING.

"We really should have started doing this a long time ago."

"Oh yeah," Cora agreed a little breathlessly as she rocked her hips against Sam. Oh definitely yeah. Coraline thought that this would have been a much nicer way to have spent Thanksgiving break at Sam's house than going to the store and being bemused by Sam and his family who yelled goodnaturedly all the time. Definitely much nicer. "Help me with this?"

Cora reached for Sam's hand sliding them up her back to where she was wearing his hoody, her tee beneath.

It was almost cruel how she was moving against him like that, grinding down on him. Cruel and dirty and so very, very good. It wasn't easy to get the hoodie off, not while in the driver's seat of a moving car, but Sam was seriously determined to make it happen. He'd rather the entire shirt go, but that might be pushing things a bit much.

"Sam..." Cora half moaned as she rolled her hips, feeling every inch of him pressed tight against her. Bare thighs pressed against his side, she wriggled a little in his lap making a quiet soft noise as she kissed him. Her back arching as she pressed down against him. He feels so bloody good and Cora's kind of regretting not doing this sooner especially when she feels so bloody hot and... wet.

Her hand presses between them, sliding over Sam's erection up the waistband of his shorts before she hesitates. A faint flush to her cheeks as she slips her thumb beneath the waistband. "Can I-" Touch you, stroke you, slide my hands around your cock, oh god she was turning into a teenage boy. "-is that okay?"

"Yes! Yes, definitely- definitely okay. Whatever you want is okay," Sam moaned, eyes rolling back in his head. He knew he should probably touch more of her, wanted to touch more if her, but it was hard to think when she was touching him like that.

"You really shouldn't tell a girl she can do whatever she wants, you might end up going to see another Twilight marathon with me. All the movies back to back," Coraline said, lips twitching into a mischievious smile. Trying to distract Sam with words, Coraline slipped her hand beneath his waistband before she slid her hand around Sam's erection and tightened her grip around him. It was definitely a lot bigger, harder than she thought and yet, kind of- oh she liked stroking him like that, that was neat- hot.

Sam gasped when her fingers wrapped around him. It had been a long time since he'd been touched like that and the fact that it was Coraline doing it just made it extra hot.

"Anything you w-want. Fuck this is hot. Ng, that feels really, really good."

Cora blushed, lips twitching into a smile as she ducked her head slightly watching Sam bumble his way through his words as she slid her hand slowly up his dick.

"Sam?" Coraline said quietly, leaning in close as she brushed her lips against his to shut him up. Parting her lips softly, Cora licked her lips as she slid her thumb over the tip just a little before she slowly began to stroke him, smiling at Sam. He had no idea how long she'd been thinking about this, how many nights she'd spent... how hot the thought of getting Sam off got her. "Shut up and kiss me."

"Guh."

Sam was grateful for the reminder to kiss her, because he probably wouldn't have thought of it himself. He couldn't really think of anything at the moment other than the fact that her hand was stroking him and playing with him and that was so hot. He had always liked how playful Coraline was, but this was in a much, much better way than before.

Reaching up, he pulled her in close for a kiss, trying hard not to be too forceful with it, which was difficult considering how turned on he was.

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