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. |
Warnings: Swearing, tons of sexual innuendo, and sex.
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, Starscream, Skywarp, Thundercracker, Thrust, Ramjet, Dirge, Megatron, Galvatron, Kickback, Bombshell, Shrapnel, the Insecticons, the Decepticons, or the Autobots, they are owned by Hasbro; or the song “Cherry Pie” that belongs to Warrant. I do own Erica Witwicky.
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Thrust walked to his and Ramjet’s room to change his now sticky black Levis that he was wearing. After changing into a matching set of Levis so to prevent any suspicion of what just took place, Thrust looked at himself in the mirror and he smiled broadly.
‘You lucky, lucky guy. Your first sexual encounter in months. Oh not only that, but you where probably her first Transformer. Better yet, her first Decepticon. You gave her what she was craving and if things keep going the way you want them to be, then she will come back to you begging for more. And more and more.’ Thought Thrust to himself as his ego started to grow much like his manhood did earlier. As he walked out of his room to go back down stairs, Trust started to sing to himself in triumph.
“She's my cherry pie; cool drink of water such a sweet surprise. Taste so good make a grown man cry. Sweet cherry pie.” Sang Thrust with a grin five miles long as he walked passed everyone as he strutted toward the fridge in pompous pride.
The others looked at Thrust with raised eyebrows at first before narrowing their eyes in jealousy. To them, Thrust was unusually happy. Too happy. Rule one when it comes to being a Decepticon dealing with other Decepticons, is when a fellow Decepticon is acting overtly happy that usually meant something is up, regardless. And the way Thrust was acting, well this was no exception.
They also knew that Thrust wasn’t the only person up stairs; so was Erica. So it didn’t take long to put two and two together. It wasn’t to long ether till their suspicions of Thrust were confirmed. Erica came down stairs all bright and bubbly. Like a huge weight has been lifted off her shoulders. Walking with a perky bounce to her step; Erica walked up to Thrust, and started to hug and snuggle with the lucky red-head.
“Thrust, you wonderful, wonderful man you!” bubbled Erica as she started to kiss him a few times, “I wuv you! Wuv, wuv, wuv!”
“Uh, I love you too Ricky.” Said Thrust shyly as he realized that he was getting unwanted and crucifying glares from the others.
After hugging the red-headed seeker, Erica quickly grabbed her purse and her car keys and walked down to the recroom till she was in front of Ramjet. Holding out her hand to him, she happily said, “Come on RJ, we got dinner shopping to do.”
“Oh, alright.” Said Ramjet as he got up from the lay-z-boy recliner; then he asked, “Who else is coming with us?”
“No one, but you and me! So come on RJ; the calamari isn’t gonna wait for us forever ya know.” she stated with a sly giggle.
That’s when Ramjet yelled at Thrust, “When I get back buddy, you better tell me what you did to Erica to make her so damn chipper!”
As Erica and Ramjet went to the garage and then the car to leave; the others quickly surrounded Thrust and waited for Thrust to spill his guts.
“Okay, Thrust start talkin’.” Said Skywarp coldly as he started pounding his right first into his left palm.
“About what?” asked Thrust as he lightly laughed out of fear of being pummeled to death.
Cracking his knuckles, Dirge then grumbled, “You know exactly what Skywarp means, so if I where you I would start spilling your guts before your actual guts get spilled”
“Look guys, nothin’ happened.” Said Thrust as his voice started to shake.
Walling up to Thrust, Thundercracker grabbed the red conehead’s shirt collar tightly around his fist and pulled Thrust towards him till Thrust was nose to nose with him. “Do not give me that fucking slag, Thrust, I know better. All of us Seekers know better. When one Decepticon is overly happy for one reason or another, something is up. No ifs ands or buts. And with you and Erica being upstairs by yourselves and both of you coming down here as chipper as can be when earlier she was so frustrated as fuck for not thinking up a plot for work only tells me and everybody else one thing. You fucked her. So tell us Thrust; did you fuck Erica!”
Well poor Thrust was stuck between a rock and a hard place now. He could tell them one of two things. He could lie to them, but if he did it wouldn’t be convincing and they would see right through it. Then there was option two. He could tell them the truth, but that still wouldn’t save him from a furry of punches and kicks that he would get. But then again, there was a third option that he didn’t consider till now.
He could tell them the truth. Sort of. Only the non sex portion of the truth anyway. And if he could say it in a very convincing manner, then they might seriously believe him that he was telling the truth. Well he had nothing to loose, but maybe his life. But hay, you only live once, right?
“Alright, aright, I’ll tell you.” Taking a deep breath, Thrust continued to speak. “Well it was like this. I walk into her’s and Starscream’s room to see Erica still feeling frustrated so her and I started talking. We started to toss ideas for stories back and forth to each other till she got the idea that she was looking for and started taking notes like a mad woman. She then told me thank you and said I was mister wonderful and that’s when I left her to her own devises.”
Looking at each other then at Thrust, with Thrust preparing for the worse, Thundercracker let the conehead go. To Skywarp, Dirge and Thundercracker what Thrust said was very plausible, even down right believable. But they had to make sure.
So Dirge then asked Thrust, “Are you really telling use the truth or just saying what you’re saying to cover your ass?”
“If I had screwed her, wouldn’t you have heard some nose coming from upstairs?” Said Thrust defensively.
Thrust did have a valid point. If he did had sex with Erica they would have had heard some nose; especially from Thrust. Thrust had a bad habit of announcing his victories and his failures. Whether on the battlefield or in bed with a femmebot, Trust makes a loud racket. But they didn’t hear a thing. Not one damn peep.
So everyone by some miracle believed Thrust. Everyone that is except Starscream. Starscream knew better. If Thrust really wanted to keep quiet when he had sex he could, and this was no exception. Starscream knew that Thrust had an amble opportunity to get laid and if he was smart enough, took it. With that thought alone, it caused Starscream to get quietly irate. So without trying to cause a scene, Starscream walked to the garage.
Seeing Starscream walk pass them, Thundercracker asked him, “Yo, Starscream, where you going?”
“To mow the lawn!” snapped Starscream in frustration before slamming the garage door behind him.
“What’s his problem?” asked Thrust in confusion to Starscream’s behavior as the others shrugged their shoulders.
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As Erica and Ramjet where driving to the Super Eddy’s, Ramjet saw a farmer’s market just up the road selling fresh fruits and vegetables.
“Hay, can we stop here for a bit?” asked Ramjet pointing to the farmer’s market, “Dinner will taste better with fresh produce.”
“Sure.” Said Erica as she pulled up to the parking area and she and Ramjet got out of the car.
There was barely anyone around and a cornucopia of varied fruits and vegetables to be had. Erica could tell Ramjet as in chef heaven as she saw him inspect the tomatoes, corn cobs, and a variety of other foods. Unknown to them they where being watched. Watched by Insecticons.
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Hiding in the near by woods where Shrapnel, Bombshell and Kickback; who where watching Erica and Ramjet with enthusiastic interest after an exceeding long day of boredom.
“Well, look who we have here, here.” Said Shrapnel with a quiet excitement in his voice.
Taking a look see from his hiding spot, Bombshell then said in quasi-disbelief, “Nah, that can’t be Ramjet. Can it?”
“Ooo, it is! It is Ramjet and that’s the female human that he and the other Seekers are staying with.” Snickered Kickback in excitement as his antenna twirled about.
“Well does anyone have any ideas on what we should do next, next?” asked Shrapnel.
“I say we get up close and spy on her.” Said Kickback. Then quickly realizing what he said, Kickback corrected himself, “I mean; we should spy on Ramjet and her. Them. I mean them. We should spy on them.”
Unfortunately for Kickback, Bombshell caught what he said and coyly replied, “Ooo, Kickback has a crush on the human. Does our widdle Kickback want to snuggle with her in the dark wavy grass that is her pubic hair?”
“Shut up!” snarled Kickback.
“Ah, come on Kickback, admit it.” Said Bombshell as he continued to torment his fellow Insecticon, “You want to screw that human female. You want to pupa her doopa.”
Kickback was irate now, that’s when he screamed, “Shut up! Shut Up! SHUT UP!!!” Before kicking Bombshell toward a box of plums.
“Kickback, you jackass!” screamed Bombshell as he shrunk down to insect size to prevent from being seen by anyone as he landed.
“Oops.” Said Kickback shyly as he shrunk down and flew towards the box where Bombshell was.
Seeing Kickback leave, Shrapnel just sighed and said to himself, “What on Cybertron am I going to do with you two, two.” Shrinking down himself, Shrapnel then followed the other two Insecticons to the fruit boxes.
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As Erica and Ramjet got the food they wanted from the farmer’s market; the Insecticons snuck into Erica’s car as Erica and Ramjet got in. A few moments latter Erica had a wild hair and pulled into a driveway of a farm house and barn that was up for sale. Stopping the car, Erica quickly grabbed a carton of strawberries that she bought and got out of the car.
“Hay, Ricky. What are you up too?” asked Ramjet as he got out of the car and looked at her as she was walking towards the barn.
Turning her head back to face Ramjet, she then said “If you really want to know, then follow me sexy.”
“Sexy, huh?” said Ramjet in amusement as he followed her into the barn.
Flying right behind Ramjet where the Insecticons, who quietly flue into the barn and found a hiding space to observe the two in privet.
“So, what may I ask what we’re doing here?” asked Ramjet as he saw Erica take off her top and bra to show Ramjet her lovely breasts.
Taking a bite of a strawberry, Erica took the juicy red fruit and smeared it on her right nipple, then the left; till there was nothing Ramjet could do but walk up to Erica, bend down and suck off the strawberry smeared nipples.
“You naughty boy. You had to attack my tits before I gave you permission to do so. That means I have to punish you.” Said Erica in a commanding tone that Ramjet thought arousing.
Looking up at her, Ramjet then asked her, “Please Mistress. Hurt me. I deserve to be punished.”
Erica responded with an evil smile as she grabbed his hair and pulled him to her face for a French kiss. As they kissed each other, Erica unbuttoned and unzipped Ramjet’s pants and pulled them and his underwear to his ankles.
Seeing what she did, Ramjet asked as he saw Erica take her own clothes off, “What are you planning now?”
Before he realized, Erica pushed him till he fell on his back. Walking till she was over him, Erica turned around so that she faced his feet and lowered herself so that the only thing Ramjet saw was Erica’s moist slit in front of his face that was waiting to be eaten like a fresh peach.
“If you want me to suck you off, RJ, I suggest you start eating.” Said Erica seductively as she grabbed Ramjet’s manhood and gave it a playful lick.
Taking that as a hint, Ramjet started licking and sucking her like a vicious predator that hadn’t had anything to eat in months. While Erica licked and sucked him playfully and teasingly. While amongst the haystacks, the Insecticons watched with a mixture of curiosity and excitement.
“Well what shall we do with this tidbit of information?” asked Kickback to the other two Insecticons.
“Good question, question.” Said Shrapnel with a snicker, “What shall we do, do?”
“I could plant a cerebroshell in to both of them or we could have Kickback meander around in her pubic hair for a bit and sip the sweet nectar of her honey pot.” Said Bombshell who still wanted to torment Kickback for what he said earlier that day.
“Oh, shut the fuck up and give it a rest already!” snapped Kickback defensively, “I do not have a crush on her!”
“Sure you don’t.” said Bombshell, then he replied, “Liar!”
As Bombshell and Kickback argued, Shrapnel saw Erica and Ramjet finish their little sexcapade, get dressed and walk out of the darn towards the car. Shortly there after a car engine was heard starting and a car diving off.
“What was that?” asked Kickback.
Looking around and seeing no sign of Erica or Ramjet in the barn, Bombshell then asked, “Where in the world did those two run off too?”
“They left, left.” Said Shrapnel then he stated, “You, two where to busy arguing with each other that you two didn’t see them finish each other off, get dressed and leave, leave.”
Then signing in unison, Kickback and Bombshell said at the same time, “Ah, crap!”
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Back at Erica’s house Starscream had just finished mowing the front yard and was pushing the mower to the back yard as he started to think to himself about his life as of late.
‘Why am I getting angry about Thrust possibly having sex with Erica. I may share a bed with her but it doesn’t mean I have exclusive rights to her. It’s not like she’s my girlfriend or even my life mate. She is just a friend. And it isn’t like I’m going to stay human forever now ether.’ Thought Starscream as he was half way between the front and the back of the house.
Stopping, Starscream took a deep breath and listened to the sounds of summertime on the neighborhood. They were pleasant sounds. Happy sounds. Not like the sounds of fighting and warfare. These were sounds of hope and promise. Starscream hate to admit it, but he liked the pass few months that he has been stuck in this human form. He was away from Megatron and Galvatron, he didn’t have to worry about Autobots trying to kill him, and he was free to be himself with no fear of punishment of any kind.
In essence, his life he was living right now was in some sense perfect. And he loved it, but something was missing from Starscream’s personal Eden. He decided to lean himself against the side wall of the house to help him think. But every thought he had came back to Erica. And that’s when his jealousy started up again to torment him.
‘Admit it Screamer, you love Erica and you can’t live with out her. Try as you fucking might, you see her more than a friend that you would love to be fuck buddies with. You want a life long committed relationship with her as your life mate and the mother of your Seekerlings.’ Said Starscream’s subconscious.
“But what if she doesn’t see me in that way? What if she doesn’t feel that same way about me as I feel about her? What if she chooses to be with one of the other Seekers instead of me?” whispered Starscream to himself.
‘What if this? What if that? What if, what if, what if. Enough with the stupid what ifs already!’ Starscream’s thoughts snapped back at him. ‘You are the supreme Aerospace Commander for the entire Decepticon army! The high and mighty prince of all Seekers! The god of the skies! What ifs are only good if you are plotting an assassination on one’s superior commander or a strategic military strike on one’s enemy, but NOT for winning the woman of your deepest, darkest dreams and raunchiest sexual fantasies! When ever you saw something you wanted, whether it was easy, hard or almost impossible to get, you always stuck to your guns and never gave up! Like the leadership of the Decepticons; you may not of had that for long before Galvatron killed you, but you DID achieve that long time goal didn’t you? So what makes this any different? Go and woo her, charm her, seduce her and back it all up with truth, honesty and the love you have for her, because this is what it will take to make her fall in love with you, because you are Starscream!’
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