Bumblebee X Charlie Novels & Stories

"From what I hear around town, you found yourself someone to help pass the time." Killian grinned. "Sure did. I'm sure you all know Lexie Choate. She owns Heart Starter." "Lexie?" they all said in unison. "Uh-huh. And we've got great plans." He looked at Jackson and Dylan. "And rumors are spreading about you two. You both fell for local gals?" Jackson nodded, smiling. "Afraid so." "Yep. Happy as a puppy with two tails." Dylan stared off, looking lost in thought.

Charlie says, not long after I hear a door opening before the boot gets opens, the light blinding me for a second. "Well I can tick being kidnapped and placed in a boot off the list," I say, sitting up but see barrels of smoke fill the sky behind Charlie "that's the explosion I heard, what happened?" I ask, looking up at Charlie who gets a knife cutting the duck tapes from my hands and feet.

He grabs his glass of wine and gulps it down. "Umm.. from who? And.. are- are you drunk?" "No! Of course I'm not Charlie! But the letter was from Captain Tobias Bridge! You met him once at nobel Bellwood's ball we attended two summers ago, remember? You danced with his son." he says too gleefully.

Jimmy's arms wrapped around his little mate, and he took a deep breath in. "I'm so sorry baby!... I didn't know what it was." "I-it's ok. I can fix it." Charlie said in a soft voice. Jimmy pulled back, his hand holding the side of his little mate's face, with his fingers resting just behind his ear. Jimmy's eyes searched his little Omega's face, before leaning forward and pressing his lips to his mate's. Charlie's eyes widened before slowly closing. His face leans forward, pressing his lips against Jimmy's as he grips his shirt. Charlie's breath hitched when Jimmy pulled his lip in, sucking on it before releasing it.

"Charlie, get away from that beast. He is spouting nothing but lies and is a threat to our people." Xander yelled, wiping the back of his hand over his bleeding lip. He looked like shit with a split lip, a bust eyebrow, and what I could only hope was a shattered cheekbone based on the dark purple coloring to it. "Shut the fuck up!" Charlie growled, stepping forward, and I instinctively grabbed her hand before she got too far away. She glanced down before interlacing our fingers and stopped. He wasn't worth it, and I wouldn't have her getting hurt on my watch.

"Brit' I can't do it! "Charlie was desperate. "I have a right to help her," Britney asked Alex, she shrugged her shoulders and seemed to say, "Yes, but how are you going to do it? Britney came next to Charlie and tried to slip a knee under the stiff sex. She was horny, too, but her sex remained flexible. That was not enough, she tried with her foot, but she almost lost her balance. Finally, she lay down between the legs of the two lovers, and lifted her head up from her mouth and tongue to open her wet lips under the pressure of the stinger, which soon sank in, pulling out a gasp of relief from Charlie and Alex. Britney noticed that her sex had swollen a little, she was now trying to get out

Charlie shakes his head and waves him back to the change room before turning back to me. “Did you get a dress too darling?” I nod and flick to the photo. He leans over to look at it eagerly. He gasps. “Oh my, I know what we need!” he stands and dashes off. Bellamy emerges again in the white shirt. He is looking at me curiously. I shrug, I don't know what just happened. Charlie comes running back with another shirt. A blue one this time. The same blue as my dress. “No, the white is terrible, you look like a pissed off penguin. Quick, put this one on!” He demands. Bellamy glowers and takes the shirt. Clearly he is not enjoying himself. Charlie plops down next to me again.

“I don’t want you getting caught.” “We won’t,” Charlie promised. “No one but Mystique will guess where the bomb came from. Caroline has, like, criminal level skills.” Zane saw this didn’t dampen Charlie’s interest in the girl. He’d accepted their offer with stipulations, which the boys agreed to honor. All that remained was seeing if Missy would act true to form. Knowing it was best to shelve his worries for the time being, he joined Trey in helping Rebecca out of the limo van.

“I’m so proud of you, Babe.” Taylor turned to her and kissed her. “Thanks, Babe. I’m working hard to make you proud.” “Listen,” he said before reaching for his bedside drawer. “I have something for you.” “For me?” Charlie asked, eyes sparkling. Charlie accepted the small box and carefully opened it. Inside, she found a compact, sleek object in a vibrant shade of purple. Frowning, she asked, “What’s this, Babe?” Taylor choked. He coughed and said, “It’s—um. It’s a Bzzz.”

Although he is here for different reasons, he has a strong feeling of deja-vu. Xander takes Charlie as a role model, as his success story is one to be heard. He started off as a worker at a vineyard to owning his own vineyards. So when Charlie called the meeting, he had to oblige. "Son," Charlie announces his presence as he walks into the room dragging an oxygen tank behind him. Xander turns and the first thing he notices is the oxygen and Charlie can see. Charlie lets out a low laugh, "Don't worry about it, I still have plenty live in me." He walks over the seat across to Xander.