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Sent of Lust	By : StarRaider Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 1697 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sent of Lust.

Leading yet another attack on Cybertron Galvatron called the charge as soon as they touched down. Fighting commenced as usual, Autobot defended, and Galvatron shot at anyone and everyone. Typical. Scourge however was drawn by something to the side of battle his olfactory sensors too in something that seemed intoxicating. His systems took in the sent as he inhaled deeply and followed the sweet almost passionate aroma like the expert tracker he was. He fought shooing his blaster here and there as it led him from one side of the battle to the other, and a pink flash crossed his path.

’Could it be? Scourge asked himself. ’Where the Autobots that stupid to let out a femme that was ready to mate?’ He inhaled taking in the small particles of the sent sure enough it was her. Now it was time for the hunt. He relished these types of things and even better it was a female!

“Cyclonus to Scourge.” The second in command sounded urgent..

Scourge had nearly forgotten entirely about the war going on behind him as he continued to stalk his prey. He kept up with the sent, and answered in a hushed voice. “Scourge here.”

“Come we are pulling out.” The second in command’s voice was stern and unwavering.

“I will be there soon I am tracking.” Scourge hid around the corner from his pray still taking in the fascinating aroma.

“Very well you will report to me when you are finished.” Cyclonus said flatly.

Scourge cut the comm link not caring for anything else Cyclonus had to say. His tracking programs had started to take over much like a basic animal instinct. Another inhale he was so close he could feel it, his processor hazed in want his spark pounded on its casing. A quick scan of the area told him there were no other signatures around Autobot or Decepticon, this made him cautious. Why would she lead him here?

Arcee took a breath, the battle had been sort and the Decepticons had taken off, but she was tired her systems seemed to have taken a life of their own the last few days. She could feel it the heavy stares that the mechs gave her. Even now she felt like she was being watched, which was why she had come out here in the first place. She shifted her weight uneasily from foot to foot positive someone was there.

“I know you are there come out right now,” she drew her blaster.

Scourge debated a second, but the magnetism drove him, he stepped out in plain view. “I have not come to fight.”

“Why are you still here? How come you didn’t run off with the rest of the Decepticons when Cyclonus called the retreat?” Arcee was confused.

“I could not. I had to find you.” He took one step forward. Lust filled him with desire to mate urging his spark on while his armor seemed to get tighter as his rod pulsed against it.

It was almost poetic. Here she wanted to get a way from all the mechs that had made her feel so uneasy and now she had run right into the one she hoped would not notice. After all the rarity that femme transformers came into a mating heat was few and far in between, even less that they managed to hide the fact and get out into the open. Not that she knew any of what was going on, a subroutine had come online and since it had run its course things had changed.

“What is it you want from me?” Arcee put her hands on hips as if she had demanded it.

“Those Autobots do not know what is going on, but I smell it on you.” His voice was low and seductive almost sensuous.

“What are you talking about?” ’Was he out of his processor?’ she had to ask herself.

“It’s an old programming code, but it is much like human pheromones, it calls to the mechs and makes them want to mate.” This time he took a step with each word even though small he was coming closer and closer to his prey sweet talking her.

She didn’t want to admit to it, but she knew it was true. “What can you do about it, you can’t rewrite the code.” One thing she did know, Scourge was not one of the brightest Decepticons, had it been Cyclonus, she might have felt a little more worried.

Only a few paces from her now Scourge fought with all his will to keep the animal within at bay. “I can feel that need, take your want away.” He nearly purred.

“What you can’t be serious?” She questioned starting to back a way. Scourge wanted to mate with her? Now that was scary!

Matching her step for step Scourge’s long stride closed the gap between them as she hit the base of a broken building behind her. “I am,” he said a bit of a grin crossing his face. “Even if you have been with one of those Autobots, what they can do for you is nothing compared to what I will.”

“What you will?” Her voice quivered, he was serious that frightened her. His fingers reached out to her, but she slapped them away.

“Don’t deny it, I can tell you want it.” There was no way to fool Scourge he could smell the lube that had begun to seep of her port at his advances.

Arcee caught her breath as it whistled though her intakes. Her body betrayed her to him and he knew it! “I don’t,” she paused did she? No, he was a Decepticon of course she didn’t, but why then could she feel it in the pit of her spark, and why was her body reacting to him, it hadn’t done that with the others. “No, don’t.” she slapped his hand away again.

“Why do you deny it?” He reached a third time, this time his fingers rested at the edge of her armor. She only grasped his wrist. “See,” he told her.

She pushed herself back into the wall just a little more, “This isn’t what,” really did she want to be with a Decepticon? Autobots and Decepticons were a lot a like, and being with a bad mech did seem interesting, not that she could get out of it. Arcee teetered on the edge of deciding if she should call for help or not. Pressing into her Scourge nipped her neck the sensitive wires sent bolts of raw need straight to her center. Nope, not calling for help she thought as a sigh escaped.

He had her and he knew it, as soon as he licked around her sensitive audio receptor she relaxed. A wicked smile crossed his face knowing she was in for much more than she thought. His fingers searched the rims of her armor finding the latches; one at a time he uncoupled them releasing her breast plate. She whimpered slightly as if she were still fighting the fact that her logical mind said what was happening wasn’t right.

Curiosity ruled now. Are the Decepticons better lovers than Autobots? This one seemed to have passion to him. Each time his glossa came in contact with her it sent jolts through her, and it made her struggle to remain in control. Her port was nearly dripping wet with need.

Pressing the advantage he ran his hands on ever sensitive junction and bundle he could find until he had Arcee panting, and moaning softly. His sharp fingers like talons scratched here and there leavening little white hot streaks as they passed from one section of sensitive circuitry to another.

Each of his motions sent bolts of need to her core urging her to allow him to enter her. Arcee wrestled with the little voice that told her it was immoral, and spread her legs slightly allowing Scourge’s hand access to her and move the remaining armor. With a clank that she didn’t even register in her processor her dripping interface was stroked slowly and teasingly by skilled fingers. “I want more,” she rasped between her pants that now were coming more quickly her systems now hot.

Scourge wasted no time pulling off his own armor with a grunt allowing his hard rod to jet forth and slide between her thighs. It throbbed with the pulse of his energon pump, and that made it slid up and down slightly. He pressed into her, his rod pushing up against her wet opening, covering it with a thick coat of her lube. Even though he was a bit taller than the femme this was not going to work, he pulled her thigh roughly raising his own under her to support her as he did. The instant he was able he thrust up into her he did so until his rod was buried to the hilt.

“Oh!” Arcee was ready but the girth surprised her and forced her to stretch to accommodate the invading rod. Her hands flew to his shoulders and took hold of him bracing her as best she could.

Instinct, if that was what one would call it, drove Scourge. He didn’t wait for her to calm, but pulled nearly all the way out and thrust back into her this time lifting her slightly. Arcee’s head went back and touched the wall the look on her face plate that of pleasure and pain. He repeated it, pulling the leg that still had contact with the ground up to his hip, and then leaned into her pinning her between him and the wall behind her.

It no longer mattered to her that she was in his complete control. Arcee wrapped her legs around Scourge as best she could and pulled him to her making his thrusts go as deep as possible.

Mind clouded with lust Scourge started to pound into Arcee in honest. Her tight passage sucked at him and clasped his member coaxing him to blow his load.

“MMmmmfff, mmmmfff,” each of her breaths left a resounding moan in its wake. The deep sensation made it feel as if each motion touched her very core. She brought her head down to his shoulder and burrowed it in his neck as she rode out the overload that followed. Decepticons defiantly knew how to satisfy a femme.

Scourge lifted her off him knowing she wouldn’t be able to stand with the overload still pulsing in her. He led her down to her knees then let her hands go as he rounded her and prepared to mount her.

Down on hands and knees Arcee panted surprised that Scourge was able to go on, she wasn’t sure if she could but had no will to stop him. His hand planted itself on her hip and in a split second she was pulled back and he was pushing his hard steel back into her core. It was completely filling each thrust sent waves of a second impeding release it was all she could do to keep herself from collapsing to the ground.

Overheating systems caused Scourge to speed up his pace he could feel deep within the white hot fluid boiling ready to burst forth. Ragged breaths steamed from his mouth his grunts mirroring his movements.

Arcee’s body shuttered at the power of the orgasm that took her. Spasms climbed up from her center all the way out her limbs right down to her fingers and toes. It felt like tingles of electricity climbed over her touching all her systems at once. Her optics threatened to go offline.

Her hot interface’s grasp seemed to clamp down on Scourge’s rod as if it wanted to milk him dry. Already on the brink he pushed into her hard once more and the searing fluid began to spray Arcee’s insides. He pumped a few more times taking pleasure in the feeling as his mind cleared of the lustful fog. He took in large cooling breaths though his vents and pulled himself free of the femme then sat back against the wall as Arcee collapsed to the ground. He took a cloth from subspace and wiped himself clean then looked around for his armor. Scourge licked is lips as he watched the femme roll over onto her back.

“Wow,” it as soft but there, she pushed herself up onto her elbows and watched Scourge put his armor on.

“The other mechs won’t bother you now.” He whispered.

Confusion grasped her once more, “What?”

“Don’t worry about it.” He snarled spreading his wings out.” He leapt up into the air a bit and took in a good long breath. The smell of intercourse was strong but the intoxicating sent was gone, with a nod of self-assurance Scourge transformed and took off back to Charr.

Sitting Arcee noticed he had left a towel, she looked it over before cleaning herself up.’Scourge was a Decepticon but he still had some good traits.’ she thought while putting her armor on.
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