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[yami_samuraiflo]

The Generator is still warping my mind. I think those stories are proof enough...
Bonne lecture à tous!

Title: First Time
Prompt: Sludge / Hound / in hindsight
Rating: M, just to be on the safe side.
Characters: Hound, Sludge, mentions of Ratchet, Wheeljack and the other Dinobots
Summary: In hindsight, he knew he shouldn't have done that... He just hoped nobody would kill him now.

In hindsight, he knew he shouldn’t have done that. It was... well, not exactly wrong, since both of them were consentings in the act.

 

But he really doubted some people would see it that way. Especially an overprotective engineer and a dangerous medic who inspired terror in his patients.

 

Too bad for them, then. Now that he had time to think, he had to admit it had probably been the best interface of his life.

 

Not that he would tell anyone if he could. Some people wouldn’t believe him anyway.

 

The image of a saw-wielding medic and explosive-armed engineer forced its ways through his mind, and he shuddered.

 

What would he tell them? “Come on, guys, it's not like I planned it!”

 

He wasn’t sure it would save his life, even if it was true.

 

It had been innocent at first; the youngling – because technically, he was a youngling, no matter how destructive he was on the battle field and how many ‘con he had sent to the Pits – had just come to ask him question about birds and animals he had seen the last time he left the Ark.

 

He had been pleased to talk about that; most of the others Autobots didn’t care that much for the local fauna or flora except, as Sideswipes did, for pranks purposes.

 

How the red Lamborghini had managed to put snakes in Red Alert’s office without anyone noticing until it was too late was still a mystery for him...

 

It had been a nice conversation, with numerous topics... Including reproduction.

 

It had been innocent, really. Just the kid asking where the littles birdies came from. So, he had explained. And then he had explained the human reproduction, which had been a mistake, because the youngster had asked many questions about the subject.

 

Of course, it should have been expected. How do you suppose a young Cybertronian who didn’t even know his race’s mating habits would react to those of the humans on a pornographic website?

 

Perhaps someone would spare his life if he told them about the dubious content of some of the webpage the Dinobots consulted?

 

He had thought he was going to deactivate from sheer embarassement when the other mech had asked him if Cybertronians reproduced or had fun the same way humans did.

 

He had tried to explain how Cybertronian mated. It had been the worst mistake of his life in a way, because the other hadn’t really understood the explainations and had wanted a demonstration, right there.

 

Perhaps it had been premeditated, because the smile he was given as he overloaded wasn’t so innocent...

 

Pure and innocent, the young Dinobot? Yeah, right, and he was the future Prime!

 

Sure, he had been inexperienced, but he had been eager to participate. As he was the stronger and the largest of the pair, he had been on top once he had understood the essential.

 

It had been a bit awkward and scary at first, as the Dinobot wasn’t exactly the gentlest mech he knew, but he was a very good student and very careful when it came to interfacing.

 

So good he had stopped counting the overloads after the third...

 

So much for those who thought the Dinobots were just stupid weapons.

 

Still, even if the other had been careful, he was still dented from some of the ministration he had endured. Meaning, he would have to face the medic soon enough, and that would led to some questions...

 

Sighing, Hound snuggled in the arms of his lover, who emitted a contented noise before kissing him softly. He kissed him back with passion.

 

He just hoped neither Ratchet, Wheeljack or any of the Dinobots killed him for being Sludge’s ‘first’...

 

Title: Hallucination
Prompt: Optimus Prime / Skywarp / nervous
Rating: M, just to be on the safe side.
Characters: Skywarp, Optimus Prime, Thundercracker, mentions of Mixmaster, Megatron and Starscream.
Summary: Skywarp just knew he was a dead mech walking...

Skywarp was nervous.

 

Not because he had betrayed the Decepticons and was probably a dead mech walking at this point, as Megatron wasn’t a forgiving mech except when it came to Starscream, but everydody knew Starscream was more than the Air Commander for the Decepticons leader.

 

The screams of pleasure were proof enough.

 

He was nervous because his former ennemy was looking at him like a turbo-wolf looked at his prey, with the glossa running over his lips, for the bigger mech had retracted his mask. And Skywarp was more than happy he did.

 

Under his battle mask, the Autotbot commander was truly a beautiful sight. A shame he never showed it to anyone. Bah, their loss, his gain.

 

Yelping when two strong hands grabbed his aft, he relaxed completly when they began to move around. Whoa. The Prime was really fast. The Seeker moaned. Who would have ever guessed Optimus Prime could be so daring when it came to certain matters?

 

Certainly not him; as far as he and most of the Decepticons had ever thought about it, usually after a fair number of high-grade cubes, they had pictured the Prime as a prude or even, Primus almighty, as a mech who never had overloaded before.

 

The fact he had a girlfriend was never mentionned.

 

“Ah... Optimus...I...I never...interfaced with anyone before you.” Skywarp managed to say despite his timidity.

 

Optimus looked at him with love, before moving his lips next to his left audio, whispering soflty:

 

“Don’t worry; I will be gentle.”

 

Skywarp didn’t doubt for a second he wouldn’t be. The Prime was honest. Letting go of any reserves he had, Skywarp began return the caresses.

 

They kissed fiercely, their hands beginning to run over each other’s bodies, never stopping what they did, not even when Optimus managed to make him fall on his back and began to lie down on him, never breaking the kiss.

 

Prime managed to find every sensitive points on his body, caressing gently. Moaning softly under the Autobot leader’s ministrations, Skywarp managed to cry out:

 

“Prime, I love you!”

 

“Aaarrrgghhhh!”

 

The black Seeker onlined his optics to see the ceiling of his quarters on the Nemesis, not the awful orange colour of the Autobots base. He had not defected just for Prime optics after all...

 

Erck! What had he been thinking! That was disgusting!

 

“Skywarp! Are you feeling well?!”

 

Spark pulsing madly inside his body, the black Seeker looked up to see Thundercracker next to his berth, a worried look on his face. When had he come in? Well, no matter. A amicable face was always welcome here. Especially after that...that...

 

“I... It’s alright. Nothing to worry about... Just a glitch... I think,” he sputtered.

 

Thundercracker shook his head, clearly not believing a word of what his fellow jet had said.

 

“Nothing to worry about? Yeah, right, and Starscream finally managed to become our new leader. I told you not to take any energon offered by Mixmaster, but did you listen? NO, of course not.”

 

Skywarp nodded. Bad energon. It was just bad energon. He just didn’t have a dream about the Prime. Really; he had just been overcharged, but now he was fine.

 

He felt no attraction toward the Autobot commander.

 

Starscream wasn’t Megatron’s not so secret ‘berth partner’ and personnal bitch, and he never would mention the idea to anyone if he wanted to stay alive, because he didn’t know for sure which one would try to kill him first.

 

And he certainly wasn’t what humans called a ‘virgin’, Primus damnit!

 

Still, the way Prime had kissed him everywhere in the dream... the way he had made him purr like one of those fluffly creatures, ‘cats’ or something...

 

It had been very hot. He could still feel the excitement in some of his systems. It was not pleasant in the least. What was the better way to cool himself off? Ah, right, overloading one or three times.

 

And he had just the perfect mech in his grasp.

 

Suddenly feeling better, Skywarp smiled deviously at his wingmate.

 

“TC? Mind staying with me tonight?”