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Seeking Humanity	By : nightfire69 Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 2218 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Warnings: Swearing, tons of sexual innuendo, and sex.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, Starscream, Skywarp, Thundercracker, Thrust, Ramjet, Dirge, the Decepticons, or the Autobots; they are owned by Hasbro. I do own Erica Witwicky.

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It has been four months since the Decepticon Jets started to live with Erica, and there was still no way to change them back yet. It was mid-summer now and pleasantly warm. Otherwise everything was going good and seriously uneventful. The most eventful thing to happen to them was that Thrust finally managed to do a load of laundry right. With the second thing being that Ramjet somehow became the resident cook and liked it. A lot. If he wasn’t sleeping, taking a shower or doing something else that didn’t involve cooking, he was ether cooking, watching cooking shows on Food Network or being picky at the grocers/ farmer’s market/ butchers/ wherever humans sell food. Other than Ramjet becoming a cook and Thrust finally learning how to use appliances properly, there hasn’t been anything eventful happening to anyone of them.

There was one somewhat important event that happened to Erica; and that was when her publishing agent called her and told Erica that she was late for giving the publisher notification of her latest ideas for her next book. Even though this book that she needed to write wasn’t technically due to be published until next spring. Well, by the looks of things and the way things where going, the book wouldn’t be ready till two years from now. Time pending. It wasn’t as though she didn’t have time to write nor had normal writer’s block; Erica had writer’s block alright. The worse kind of writer’s block; it was the kind of writer’s block where she had no idea what to write.

She had spent the last half a week at the kitchen table with a yellow legal pad and pen in front of her; and all Erica could do was stare at the pad and play with the pen in her hands. This was bad. ‘What in the hell is wrong with me? I remember babysitting five kids ranging from ages two up to ten at the same time as their parents went Christmas shopping for them and I still had no problem writing the sex scenes, despite the screaming, the crying or the fighting.’ She thought as she kept staring at the pad of paper, ‘Why am I so damn distracted?’

Looking around she saw what was distracting her. It was the Decepticon Seekers that where distracting her, that’s what. ‘Dick-stracted is more like it.’ For the type of writing she does, one would think with the constant abundance of eye candy around that it would be more of a help than a hindrance to her. It wasn’t, for some odd reason it was the opposite. And that bothered her.

“I can see it now, ‘Famous writer Erica Witwicky will no longer be writing anymore because she ran out of ideas.’” Groaned Erica in frustration as she panged her head lightly on the legal pad a few times before lifting her head so her chin was on the table. Holding her head up, Erica looked to see Thundercracker at the table; opposite from her with his left eyebrow raised in confusion.

“Out of ideas for what?” asked Thundercracker.

“I’m a writer silly.”

“Well, duh. I figured out that much.” Then he asked, “But what do you write? There is more than one type of writer in the universe you know.”

She then realized that she never told any of the Seekers what she did for a living. “Well, I write erotic fiction. And depending on what subgenre I’m writing at the time will depend on who I go by as an author. If I’m writing erotic fantasy, I go by Leona Vasquez. If I’m writing historical erotica, I go by Selene StCox. If I’m writing erotic sci-fi, I go by Tatiana Silver. And if I am writing erotic horror or erotic dark fantasy, then I go by Lilith Darkcraft.”

That’s when Dirge walks up and asked, “Are you really Lilith Darkcraft?”

“Um, yeah, I am. So you heard of me?”

“Oh, Primus yes! I’ve been reading any book that I find interesting on your bookshelves for the last few months.” bubbled Dirge with excitement. “I swear, you write some of the kinkiest shit I ever read in my life. I totally love it!”

Erica and Thundercracker just looked at each other and then Erica said, “I don’t know whether to be happy or scared.”

All Thundercracker did was snicker at her.

“So Dirge from what you read of my stuff what was your favorite part? I’m just curious.”

“Oh, the scene where Madelyn was screwing that octopus-headed monster with a human body on the sacrificial alter in front of all the cultists. I don’t know how you made human females having sex with octopuses look fun and hot, but you did.” Said Dirge nodding his head and giving a broad happy smile to her.

“Ba-wa?” said Thundercracker as he was looking at both Erica and Dirge with a bit of bizarre disgust and outright confusion on what was just said.

Erica snickered and then said, “I don’t know what it was with people and that scene, but so many people loved it that I won the award for best kinky sex scene in an erotic horror novel for 2004 and the local aquarium had a jump in visitors just to see the octopuses, squids and cuttlefish after the book came out. And now here it’s 2007 and I can’t think of a damn thing to be in my next book. Imagine that!”

“What about calamari?” asked Ramjet who was trying to plan that night dinner.

Dirge’s smile started to broaden to the point it looked more like and evil hungry sneer of a horny predator when he heard Ramjet’s suggestion of calamari as he started to ogle Erica. Seeing the look on his face, Erica was a bit weary of the expression on Dirge’s and turning to Thundercracker with a ‘Help me, TC, Dirge is going to eat me’ look of helplessness on her own face. Seeing this all Thundercracker could do was growl at Dirge loud enough to get Dirge’s attention. Dirge looked at Thundercracker who just scowled at him in disapproval. Getting the hint, Dirge backed off. That’s when Erica gave a loud sigh, picking up her pad and pen, she got up from her seat at the kitchen table and started to walk upstairs to her and Starscream’s room to be less distracted and to be off Dirge’s kinky dinner menu.

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Hiding in her room for a good hour or so, Erica still had no luck getting any story ideas. Hearing a light knock on her door, she looked up to see Thrust leaning his left side on the door archway.

“Any luck yet?” he asked with a smile.

She shook her head no and padded the empty side of the bed next to her and said, “Have a seat Thrust and close the door behind you, please.”

Closing the door, Thrust walked up to the bed and sat down. “So what do you think is your problem?”

Putting her pad and pen on her bedside table, Erica looked at Thrust and sighed, “I’m guessing that the reason why nothin’ coming out is because nothin’ is coming in.”

“Huh?” Thrust said in confusion.

“I’m not getting any ideas for sex stories because I haven’t been getting any sex lately. No inspiration, no story.” She said as she started rubbing her temples in frustration.

“Oh, that makes sense.” Said Thrust nonchalantly till he realized Erica was eyeing him, “What?”

Moving till she was almost nose to nose to him, Erica then asked him, “Can you help me?”

Looking back at her, he asked, “Sure. What do you need help with?”

Looking at Thrust with a somewhat dreamy look, Erica lightly brushed her lips on his with a feather touch. She quickly kissed him again, in hoping that he got the hint. Backing off a little, Erica felt Thrust kiss her back, nibbling lightly on her lower lip. She followed suit by nibbling his upper lip as she felt Thrust’s tongue playfully coaxing her mouth to open for him. As she let his tongue enter her mouth, she let her own tongue tease and taught him in kind.

Lightly touching his hand, Erica guided him past her clothing to her quickly moistening crotch. As his fingers slowly lowered to her most sensitive of places, Thrust felt the heat and the silky wetness coming from her aching slit. As Erica adjusted her body and started kissing him with more vigor till she bit his lower lip and clamped down on his fingers.

Erica quickly wrapped her arms around him and started to claw the back of his t-shirt. Taking this as an indication of him hitting all the right spots, Thrust continued to pleasure her till she stopped kissing him and put her head on his right shoulder. Now grabbing on to Thrust for dear life, he started to hear her breathing became more and more shaky that’s when Erica started to spasm. He soon heard Erica’s light whimpering. That’s when she bit down on him hard and her legs clamped down on his hand hard. Well that did it, Thrust started to spasm himself and gave off a very deep and low animalistic grunt and that’s when Erica’s body started to relax while Thrust removed his hand from her wet crotch.

For the next few minutes they just sat there holding each other, and not saying a single word. Apparently, that is what Erica needed. Her mind was clear and her mind now started to run rampant with ideas. With her head still on Thrust’s bitten right shoulder, she turned to face him and said, “Thank you, Thrust.”

“Are we thinking clearly now?” he asked back with a sly smile.

“Yeah.”

They where quiet once again for a few more minutes till Thrust said, “Um, I gotta change myself, I’m all gooey thanks to you.”

Lifting her head from his shoulder, “You’re all gooey? What about me? I’m gooey too!” She said as she lightly pushed him, “Now go change.”

Get up from the bed, Thrust started walking to the bedroom door. But before he opened the door, Erica quickly said, “Thank you again Thrust.”

Turning himself to face her, Thrust smiled and said, “Just being of service.”

Opening the door, Thrust walked out of the room closing the door behind him.
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