The Senses | By : Neko234 Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > Slash - M/M Views: 2819 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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12:03 AM - 12:44 AM 1/5/2009
WARNINGS: slash, masturbation, and toys.
The Senses
Chapter 3: Hear
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"All right, are you ready for your first lesson Hotshot?"
"Yea, b-but what does this have anything to do with fighting?" The yellow mech asked, as he was blind folded. His mentor chuckled and brushed their lips together, drawing a soft gasp from the younger 'bot.
"I'm not here just to teach you about fighting. Now pipe down and -listen-." The larger mech replied. Hotshot sighed, but did as he was told and quieted down. He was gently pushed down onto the berth, arms tied to the hook in the wall, while his mentor straddled his waist.
"You've got to improve your hearing and this will help." The gray 'bot said. Hotshot nodded and wiggled in anticipation. He heard the quiet click of the larger mech's port opening and just as he was about to open his a hand on his crotch stopped him.
"Don't. You're to listen only." His mentor said firmly. The yellow mech whined, but relaxed as he tuned up his hearing. Hotshot could hear the gentle scraping sounds of a finger running over a port, as well as the slight pick up in his mentor's intakes.
These sounds continued for a while then the finger slid with a slick wet sound into the well lubricated port. The gray mech above him hissed through his teeth. Hotshot felt his own body warm up from just imaging the look on his mentor's face and the way that finger slid in and out of his own body.
"T-This will not only...Mmmmm...H-Help you when interfacing--O-Oh! B-But also in battle—Aaah!" The larger mech moaned. Hotshot listened closer and heard the digit slipping in and out at a faster pace. His own body thrummed with arousal, as he wiggled in an attempt to get closer.
His mentor suddenly stopped and all was quiet, except for the rapid intakes of the larger mech. Hotshot was just beginning to wonder if it was his fault his mentor had stopped when a low little buzz filled the room.
"What's that noise?" Hotshot asked. The gray mech chuckled and replied, "Primus you are naive. It's a vibrator." The yellow mech's cheeks grew red and his intakes kicked up their cycles a notch. He'd heard of vibrators and knew what they did, but he'd never laid optics on one.
A gasp and the sound of the vibrator being slid into the moist port sunk into Hotshot's audios. His mentor moaned softly and began to move the vibrator. Hotshot listened intently, from the way the toy slid in and out of his mentor's port to the way the gray mech's intakes sputtered for cool air.
"O-Oh Primus...Mmmmm..." Hotshot's mentor groaned, driving the vibrator in faster. The younger mech heated up even further, wanting to touch and see the gray 'bot's face. Hotshot writhed and whimpered, trying to free himself.
"Uuhn! H-Hotshot..!" The larger mech gasped. Hotshot whined and licked his lips as he said, "Oh Primus, kiss me please." He felt hot breath wafting across his face and a pair of gray lips pressed against his own.
Hotshot gasped, lips parting immediately for his mentor. A skilled glossa slipped into his mouth, stroking the yellow mech's with practiced ease. Hotshot moaned quietly, still aware of the buzzing that had gotten louder and of his mentor's gasps. He couldn't believe how...erotic and strangely -beautiful- it all sounded.
After what seemed like endless hours or maybe even minutes of kissing, the gray mech began to shudder. His plating rattled and he tensed. Hotshot felt those lips tremble against his own then suddenly his mentor let out an explosive moan and overloaded.
Lubricant dripped onto Hotshot's legs and port, making him shudder as well. The larger mech slumped against him, breathing hard, cooling fans whirring loudly. The yellow mech lightly kissed his mentor's lips, listening to the little 'pop' sound as the vibrator came out and was turned off.
"Do you understand now?" His mentor asked. Hotshot nodded and smiled as he replied, "Yea...Now you better return the favor before I explode." Another kiss was pressed to his mouth and he felt a smile against his lips.
"Sure thing, Hotshot."
"Mmmmm...Thanks Scavenger."
TBC...
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