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Winner's Luck	By : geminigirl83 Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > AU/AR Views: 2394 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Winner's Luck
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Title: Winner’s Luck
Pairing: Blurr/Bumblebee
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: handjob, fingering, frot, oral, PWP, rimming
Summary: (1/1 AU) Bumblebee loses a bet.
A/N: Written for alucardy2000 over at y! gallery. Thought I would share it here. :)

"N--No way! Out of the question!" Bumblebee snapped, waving his arms wildly.

Blurr smirked and stepped closer, snagging Bumblebee’s flailing servos. "But-you-lost-the-bet-and-you-said-that-if-I-won-the-race-against-you-I-could-have-anything-I-wanted."

"I never thought you would want to--to--to interface!" Bumblebee growled, cheeks blazing red.

"Well-I-do," Blurr chuckled, tugging Bumblebee until their chest plates clanged together.

Bumblebee shivered as Blurr’s arms wrapped around his waist. The intelligence officer lowered his lips to the yellow mech’s neck, tracing them lightly over the metal skin, causing Bumblebee to shiver again.

"Please-I-want-you-so-much-Bumblebee," Blurr moaned, one servo lowering to massage the yellow mech’s aft, making Bumblebee squirm. "Please-let-me-have-you."

"I--I--I’ve never interfaced before," Bumblebee stammered, optics gazing down at the floor of his room.

Blurr blinked and gaped before stating, "What?"

"I’m untouched," Bumblebee repeated, "and I don’t want my first time to be based off some bet."

"I-see," Blurr murmured. "Well-we-don’t-have-to-interface. Maybe-we-can-just-kiss-and-cuddle? If-you-want-to-that-is."

Bumblebee snorted, "Are you serious?"

Blurr nodded.

Bumblebee shook his helm in disbelief and chuckled, "All right."

Lowering his helm, Blurr pressed his lips over Bumblebee’s mouth, kissing the yellow mech softly. Bumblebee parted his lips and stuck out his glossa, sliding it along Blurr’s bottom lip. The intelligence officer parted his lips as well, glossa darting out to slide over Bumblebee’s.

Blurr slowly moved forward, urging Bumblebee backwards until the back of the yellow mech’s legs hit the berth. Shaking nervously, Bumblebee leaned back and allowed Blurr to position him on the berth until they were comfortably nestled together on their sides. They resumed kissing, tenderly caressing one another. Bumblebee gasped and tensed up as Blurr nudged his shoulder, trying to turn him onto his back. Blurr noticed the fearful look and immediately stopped.

"Sorry," Blurr murmured. He smiled and rolled over, spreading his legs. "Would-you-prefer-to-be-on-top?"

"Really?" Bumblebee asked, optics widening.

"Mmm-hmm," Blurr answered.

Hesitantly, Bumblebee crawled on top of Blurr, shuddering as their groins connected. In a haze of lust, nervousness momentarily forgotten, Bumblebee attacked Blurr’s neck with rough bites and kisses, fingers delving into the seams of the intelligence agent’s chassis. Blurr shivered under the assault, reaching down to grip Bumblebee’s hips, attempting to control the yellow mech’s wild thrusting. The sensation of Bumblebee’s pelvic plating grinding over his own caused Blurr’s entire body to flush with heat, internal fans whirring hard to keep him cool. It didn’t help that his plug was pressing painfully against his pelvic plating. He desperately wanted to retract the protective covering, but he didn’t want to upset Bumblebee. Blurr grunted in discomfort, and Bumblebee echoed that discomfort.

"Getting a little tight down there for you too?" Bumblebee chuckled.

"Yeah," Blurr panted. "It’s-getting-too-painful." Bumblebee frowned and Blurr sighed. "I’ll-leave…."

"No!" Bumblebee snapped, holding Blurr down. "I don’t want you to leave."

"But-I-thought-you-didn’t-want-to-interface," Blurr stated.

"I--I don’t…I mean I don’t want to go that far just yet," Bumblebee muttered.

Blurr chuckled and leered, "Just-how-far-do-you-want-to-go?"

"I--I’d like to see you," Bumblebee stammered.

Blurr grinned and snickered, "Only-if-you-let-me-see-you-too."

Bumblebee nodded, and his optics widened as Blurr’s plating slid back. The intelligence agent’s plug rose up, slit glistening with lubricant. The yellow mech’s gaze drifted lower, focusing in on Blurr’s small port.

"Your-turn," Blurr murmured.

Bumblebee was hesitant. Blurr was beautiful, and he paled in comparison to the intelligence agent or so he thought. Clenching his optics shut, not wanting to see Blurr’s reaction, Bumblebee exposed his groin. He only onlined his optics when Blurr gently cupped his cheek.

"Don’t-hide-from-me," Blurr whispered. "You’re-so-gorgeous….the-most-beautiful-mech-I’ve-ever-seen. I-want-to-touch-you. Can-I-please?"

Bumblebee nodded and cried out when Blurr’s servo enclosed his plug, pumping slowly.

"Please-touch-me," Blurr moaned. "I-want-to-feel-you. Please-oh-please."

Blurr bucked as Bumblebee’s servo wrapped around him, thumb teasing the slit of his plug. The intelligence agent used his free servo to grip the back of Bumblebee’s helm, slamming their lips together in a passionate kiss. Both mechs moaned into the kiss as they pumped the other’s plug, servos increasing in speed. Snarling in lust, Blurr tackled Bumblebee to the berth, crushing his frame against the yellow mech, hips thrusting frantically. Bumblebee screamed as Blurr’s plug rubbed over his own, creating an intense wave of pleasure that repeated with each frenzied thrust.

Blurr growled into Bumblebee’s audio, "I-want-to-taste-your-plug. I-want-to-touch-your-port. I-want-to-do-so-many-dirty-things-to-you-if-you’ll-let-me."

Bumblebee’s cheeks flushed, and he answered, "Yes. I want that. I want to taste you too."

Grinning wickedly, Blurr turned himself around until his hips were positioned over Bumblebee’s helm, and his helm was positioned over Bumblebee’s hips. He took the bobbing length into his mouth, sucking fast, glossa swirling over the head and base. His fingers dipped down to Bumblebee’s port, carefully pushing one digit inside the tight passage. He waited for Bumblebee to adjust to the intrusion, and once he was certain that the yellow mech only felt pleasure, he began slamming his finger in, cautiously adding another digit.

"Oh Primus!" Bumblebee wailed, servos griping Blurr’s aft tightly, fingers digging into the metal. "Don’t stop, Blurr! Harder! Faster! Please! Ngh…ahh!"

Blurr smirked around Bumblebee’s plug, bobbing his helm faster as he rammed in a third finger, which increased the volume of the yellow mech’s screams. The intelligence agent let out a muffled cry and jerked when Bumblebee’s glossa suddenly swiped over his port. Bumblebee delivered a few more tentative licks before pushing his glossa inside Blurr’s opening, savoring the sweet tang of lubricant. His glossa thrust in and out, matching the rhythm of Blurr’s fingers pumping inside him. The intelligence agent released Bumblebee’s plug from his mouth, gritting his dentals and whining in pleasure as the yellow mech’s soft, slick glossa probed deeper.

"Bumblebee!" Blurr cried. "Oh-oh-oh-frag it! That-feels-so-slagging-good! Deeper!"

Blurr screeched as Bumblebee’s glossa slid in further, rolling his hips as the yellow mech smacked his aft. The intelligence agent engulfed Bumblebee’s plug back into his mouth, dentals gently nibbling the sensitive head. Neither mech could last much longer from the erotic assault, and both were soon letting out muffled screams and curses as they overloaded. Both were left satiated, sleepy, panting, and drenched in condensation and lubricant.

Blurr nuzzled and nipped Bumblebee’s neck, panting out, "Bet-I-can-beat-you-at-another-race-tomorrow."

"I’ll take that bet," Bumblebee chuckled, leaning over to kiss Blurr hard.

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