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Heaven is on the Top Floor	By : Ozphoenix Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 1448 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Heaven is on the Top Floor

By Phoenix

NOTES: Blaze is owned by Snowblaze.

The city stretched out over the horizon, the lights from the bustling metropolis below reflecting on the plasglass surrounding the fortieth floor penthouse. Blaze folded her arms over her waist, shivering as she imagined them to be the arms of her lover, Prowl. It was only the thought that he would be home soon that kept her from pacing the apartment restlessly in his absence.

Prowl had left earth to attend a never-ending round of conferences and political meetings here on Cybertron. He had managed to snare the penthouse apartment of the lodgings assigned to the earth Autobots, having successfully convinced Optimus, his boss, that he was overdue for a holiday and that the luxury of the penthouse would more than suffice instead.

Optimus had reluctantly agreed, being swayed by his partner, Elita, who had advised him Prowl did indeed deserve a break, and the use of the apartment would be a “lovely idea – especially if Blaze came along too”.

Optimus had spluttered a bit over that last remark, causing Elita to smirk and Prowl to blush at the implied connotations of Blaze coming with him. Elita had been pleased with herself for slyly getting her stubborn mate to allow a romantic rendezvous for his second-in-command. By default, of course.

Blaze reached out and touched the glass with the tips of her fingers, her warm metallic skin leaving clouds of condensation on the window. Leaning forward, she let her breath cloud a section of the glass, and she whimsically spelled Prowls name with one finger, pulling back and watching as it slowly faded away. She smiled and closed her optics, letting the images that his very name brought up filter through her mind. Delightful tingles ran up and down her endoskeleton; setting up a throbbing beat between her legs.

The chime of the door opening shook her back to reality, and she turned to greet her mate. He stood just inside the doorway, not speaking, his head tilted to one side as he studied her. His lips curved up into a soft smile.

“Hello Blaze.”

Blaze smiled back, “Hi,” she moved towards him but he held up one hand.

“No, stay there.”

She stopped and he descended the handful of steps to the lounge room towards her. Her optics dragged themselves down his masculine body, sliding over his lean thighs as they smoothly bent and straightened to lower his body down the stairs. The latent power they represented held her riveted.
The thought of having those thighs held tightly between her own legs made her tremble with a wave of desire. She didn’t realise he had halted and was standing patiently directly in front of her, until his low chuckle jerked her head up so her optics met his. Her optics had been fixed wantonly on his lower abdomen – and below.

“Uh…..um…..I’m..” she stuttered, trying to cover her momentary lack of attentiveness.

Prowl laughed, sliding his arms around her lithe waist, “I know what you’re thinking about,” he murmured, and bent down to nuzzle at the side of her neck, “and I’m betting it’s the very same thing I am.”

Blaze let her head fall back to surrender to his attentions, his mouth moving to nip and lick over the hollow of her throat. He pressed his body against hers, molding his shape to her feminine one. The throbs intensified at her groin, and she whimpered. Prowl raised his head slightly to grin at her. She looked back at him through slitted optics, her mouth parted and lips swollen. He ran his thumb languidly over her bottom lip, rubbing it back and forth. Blaze groaned, feeling her legs grow weak and the throbbing at her core increased in intensity.

Prowl hugged her hips closer to his own, gently pressing his groin against her flat belly and sliding it up and down. He could feel her trembling, and see the twitching of her hands where they lay palm down on his chest.

“Did you have a nice day?” Prowl asked innocently, knowing full well that she was completely incapable of coherent speech at this point. The femme let out an airy sigh, her lips moving ever so slightly and an un-intelligible murmur issuing forth from them. Her hands tensed on his chest and she tried again to make herself clear, but her lover was having none of that. He leant down and possessed her lips with his own; absorbing her whimpers and long whining moan with his questing mouth.

One of her hands slipped up to grasp at his neck, seeking to pull him down harder onto her and take him totally into herself. Prowl chuckled, massaging the small of her back with the palm of his spare hand. He was feeling much the same way, but he wanted to draw this particular mating out and turn it into a long, passionate session. After all, the night was theirs. They didn’t have to rush it into a interface frenzy.

The male autobot raised his head and stared down at his desperate mate. She was lunging her hips frantically against his, her breath was coming in rapid pants and her body was searingly hot. He felt his own need rocket up in response. His member going from semi-erect to painfully hard in a microsecond. He clenched his jaw to stifle a groan. He didn’t think he could hold back now either. His gaze swept the room to settle on the table in front of the enormous window making up the wall facing Cybertrons magnificent landscape. Mouth quirking up into a grin, he lifted his whimpering femme and carried her over to the table, setting her on her feet and turning her around so her hands were face down on the table. She supported herself somewhat unsteadily upon it while he positioned himself behind her.

“P-Prowl….?” Blaze asked around the shudder that tore through her slender frame as he caressed her hips with one hand and reached between her legs to spread her thighs with the other.

“Mmm?”

“Uh……what are you…..d-d-doing?”

He smiled warmly and leaned over to kiss and suckle at the side of her neck, “What do you think I’m going to do?” he purred into her audio.

Blaze gave an incoherent groan and shivered, her fingers curling up to leave tiny scratches in the table top. She loved it when he was like this. His normally reserved and controlled exterior was stripped away, revealing the passionate and competent lover that was her mate, underneath.
She heard the clang as he removed his codpiece and tossed it to the floor. She almost climaxed then and there…

Her chestplate was the next to go. He reached around her torso and gently unlatched it, letting it fall into his hands and lowering it to the floor.
Her optics stayed shut off when his hand began to feel its way around the enticing area between her braced thighs. She hissed and jerked when he cupped her mound in one hand, pressing firmly. His fingers explored and found the hidden notches to her sod-piece. Two small clicks sounded the removal of her feminine armor, and soon it too was making friends with Prowls discarded codpiece on the floor.

Wholly naked, Blaze arched her back and almost purred. Her anticipation of having Prowl inside her was painfully sweet. Prowl cupped her upthrust breasts with both hands and shifted closer to her so his erection nudged at her rounded behind. He fingered her nipples and made playful thrusts against her, letting her feel every inch of his slick member. When the desperate femme shoved her hips hard back against him, he smoothly ran his hands down her body until they rested on top of her rounded hips. Grasping them firmly, he bent his knees to bring the tip of his erection level with her swollen feminine opening, and gently pushed partly into her.

Blaze gasped and reared up. Her mouth opened in a soundless cry and her hands grabbed at the table’s edge for support.

Prowl looked down at where he was joined to his mate, staring entranced at his rod as it delved further into the squirming femme before him. The sight was too much. In one swift move, he thrust forwards and entered her fully; his groin meeting her protruding rear with a thud. Blaze’s mouth hung open, loud gasps of pleasure erupting past her gaping lips. Her mate clenched his jaw and began thrusting. He held onto her wriggling hips and moved himself in and out of her with an even tempo. The friction was driving him mad. His hips jerked at the end of each stroke and he was struggling to hold back his desire to ram into her sweet depths without mercy.

Blaze’s interface was slick. Her feminine core welcomed his invasion, sheathing him with silky smooth heat and incredible wetness.

The couple moved together; Prowl delving into her from behind, his legs beginning to shake; Blaze struggling to stay upright under the pounding pleasure he was dealing out to her. The thrusting increased tenfold – and Blaze was swept away on a tide of ecstasy. She screamed and threw herself backwards onto his ramming organ; clawing at his hips with her fingers and jerking with each convulsion of her interface. Prowl came right after her. With a shout, he clutched her to him and bent over her back. His mouth opened and he bit savagely at her neck – his groin pressed against her as he shoved his hips with every violent burst of ejaculate that poured forth from him. He growled around the smooth skin of her neck, and tenderly began licking at the bite as his spasms died down and he went soft within her.

They stayed together, resting, Prowl pressing his cheek to her shoulder and sighing. He wrapped his arms around her heaving waist and held her tightly as if she might run away from him. Blaze lifted herself up on her arms and turned her head to look at him. He was beginning to doze off; his optics dim in drowsy contentment and a satisfied smile on his lips. She grinned, and wriggled her shoulders, eliciting a groan from him.

“More?” Blaze suggested cheekily. Prowl sighed, and snuggled against her.

“Mmm. Carry me to bed?” he asked hopefully.

Blaze raised an optic ridge, “As if I could! Come on,” she lifted her hips slightly and his limp interface slid out of her and flopped between his legs.

Wrapping one arm around each other’s waist, the couple leaned on each other and walked somewhat unsteadily to the bedroom. Prowl fell onto the enormous bed with a happy sigh, and lay on his back with his arms and legs spread out. Blaze eyed him wryly, seeing that he was taking up nearly all the space.

“And just *where* am I supposed to sleep, Romeo?” she asked.

With an effort, Prowl lifted his head to stare at her with one half powered optic, and lazily thumped a fist on his broad chest, “Right here.”

Blaze gave a good impression of rolling her optics. Then an idea came to her. She once more surveyed his ‘vulnerable’ position, then chuckled silently to herself. Oh yes, she had a *very* good idea indeed…

Prowl lay supine on the bed, beginning to doze off in heavenly bliss when he felt the bed disturbed by the weight of his lover, Blaze, laying herself upon it. He smiled and opened his arms, welcoming her, but she did not come to him that way. Confused, he raised his head and opened his mouth to say something when the touch of a mouth to his most sensitive organ made him go rigid in surprise. His optics flashed on and he stared down open-mouthed at his assailant. Blaze was kneeling on the bed by his side, leaning over with the very head of his interface sheathed between her lips. He had never become aroused so fast in his life.

Prowl stuttered, “Uh……uh….B-blaze….!!” His stuttering turned into rabid moaning as the femme allowed her mouth to smoothly slide down the glistening, hardening masculine length of him. His hips arched up off the bed, and his hands gripped savagely at the sheets,
“Primus!” he gasped, wriggling and thrusting into Blaze’s slick mouth. Her hands came up to firmly latch onto the root of his interface and massage what she could not fit into her willing mouth.

Blaze turned her head up towards him as she sucked him vigorously. Her lust-filled optics caught his, and he could feel her smile mischievously around his erection as it disappeared down her throat. Weakly, he let his head flop back onto the pillow, his CPU intently savoring the image of her haughty expression and the look of her body as she bent over him. Her exposed breasts occasionally tickled the outside of his thigh when she bent over to swallow him deeper. The suction was driving him insane. His hips repeatedly drove up off the bed; eager for her attentions, but she determinedly held him down with the weight of her body on his hips.

Blaze continued her administrations for a few more thrusts, then decided she wanted him to return the favor. Not taking her mouth from the massively straining evidence of his desire, she shuffled around until she was able to slide up onto his chest. She straddled him and settled herself comfortably.

Prowl’s optics almost blew at the erotic sight before him. Blaze’s taut, spread thighs exposed her sweltering interface; its moist, swollen folds were his for the taking. He jerked once, but Blaze hung on, and slowed down her sucking when she realised he was extremely close to climaxing. She didn’t want *her* fun to end just yet!

She felt her mate shudder convulsively again, then it was her turn to gasp and clutch at him for support when his lips made contact with the juncture between her thighs. His tongue slid along the ridges of her opening, and his hands came up to secure her writhing hips as she arched up and threw her head back. She grabbed at his thighs and whimpered, her optics dimming under his onslaught. Prowl’s tongue was almost too efficient. It delved, licked and worshiped her in such a manner that Blaze incoherently thought that he should be made illegal………it didn’t help at all that he sometimes reached up to fondle one or the other of her swaying breasts. By this time she had forgotten all about the enormous erection directly in front of her, its tip dribbling ejaculate down its swollen length. She was made aware of it when she partially collapsed her body and his member grazed her nipples briefly. With a sob, she threw herself off his chest and crouched, panting, at the bottom of the bed.

Prowl stared at her – she was crouching on her toes with her thighs spread wide around bent knees, her breasts hung down, and her interface was dripping lubricating fluid down her legs and onto the bedsheets.

With extreme force of will, Prowl held back his impending climax as his body screamed for release. He reached for her at the same time as she launched herself back onto him, landing with her knees on either side of his convulsing hips, and her interface rammed hard to the underside of his throbbing erection. With lightening speed, the femme placed both hands on his chest, raised her hips, and sheathed his interface with her own. Prowl’s scream of ecstasy was matched by Blaze’s shriek of pleasure. Her hands raked at his chest, her fingers digging into his armor. She rode him as savagely as he rammed back into her. Their movements shook the foundations of the bed and slammed it into the wall. No doubt the occupants of the next room were getting an audio full.

Blaze writhed and thrashed on top of him. Each rocking thrust was accompanied by a twisting turn of her hips. Prowl could do no more than lay back and drive repeatedly into her; his body was so rigid with his imminent climax that he could not lift his arms to hold onto the wild femme. Blaze buffeted his thrusts – writhing on top of him and rocking her hips to his rhythm. Her optics went off-line. She whimpered and scratched at his chest with her fingertips, gaining a whining growl from the stricken male beneath her. Prowls heavy gasps abruptly turned into a violent scream as he exploded into her. His lower body strained up off the bed, shoving Blaze up into the air. His head arched back and he shook with each shot of ejaculate that was torn out of him and jetted through their physical connection.

Blaze’s optics flared on and she stared down at her lover as the last of his spasms began to die down. He gave one last thrust, which caught her by surprise, and set off her climax as well. Her body fell into pleasurable oblivion. Her hands grasped tightly onto his upper arms for support and she ground her hips into his. Prowl could only watch in wonder and love as she trembled and shrieked his name in mindless abandon on top of him.

She reared up with one long gasp, shuddered, then collapsed down onto his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and smiled as she groaned and whimpered beneath his chin. Small tremors shook her body as aftershocks, and her body was still clenching his now limp member tightly. Blaze grumbled something under her breath.

“What?” Prowl murmured against her audio.

Blaze frowned slightly. “Either your hips are too wide or I’m not limber enough. My thighs feel like they’ve been stretched from here to Earth…….” She grumbled sarcastically. He laughed as she clambered down off her perch and let herself flop next to him. She gave a contented sigh and lifted her head to nuzzle the underside of his square jaw. He kissed her forehead and held her as she slipped away into recharge…….

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