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Kiss Goodnight	By : Kettle Category: Transformers > G1 > Slash - M/M Views: 3008 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Kiss Goodnight
Author: Kettle
Rating: Adult+
Disclaimer: All characters are property of Hasbro/Takara.
Summary: G1. Optimus is stuck for time, but that doesn't mean Bumblebee has to miss out.
Author's Note: I'm working on Inferno/Red Alert, but after seeing what Harley Quinn Hyenaholic is doing to poor Bumblebee (go check out ‘You Lost' if you're into hardcore bondage), I thought he could use a little tenderness. Dragolover, this is for you too.
Feedback: Yes, please – good, bad, indifferent, I can take it.

Optimus Prime stretched in his chair and prepared to settle in for a long shift. Decepticon activity tended to drop off after dark, but conversely the night hours were just when human installations and the Autobot base were most vulnerable to attack. The challenge tonight – and every night – was to stay vigilant for what would likely be eight uneventful hours. Prime powered up his work station and shuffled through the stack of officer evaluation reports waiting on his desk. He'd take a break in a couple of hours and shoot some hoops. Maybe Inferno would take him on in a game of one on one.

The buzzer sounded and the Autobot leader looked up. "Come in."

Bumblebee entered. "Hey, Optimus."

Prime stood up and came out from behind his desk as Bumblebee approached. "Bumblebee, what can I do for you?"

Bumblebee smiled shyly up at him. "I was just about to turn in," he said. He rubbed his arm awkwardly. "I'd…I'd kinda like some company."

Prime's central fuel pump sank. He was fond of the young Autobot and enjoyed their occasional nights together. He hated disappointing him, especially since Bumblebee always initiated their encounters. Prime never dared to approach the yellow bug in case Bumblebee mistook his request for an order. The thought of Bumblebee feeling as if he had to pleasure him made Prime feel sick to his capacitors.

"I'm sorry, Bumblebee," he said. "I'm on watch tonight."

"Oh." Bumblebee's face fell. "Well, maybe some other time."

"Wait."

Bumblebee looked up as Optimus crossed to the door and locked it. Prime turned and looked at his small companion. What he had in mind was risky, but it was worth it. He approached Bumblebee and picked him up. The smaller Autobot eagerly put his arms around Prime's neck. Optimus rubbed his back. He felt a crackle of static electricity. Good, Bumblebee was already aroused. Gently he sat his friend down on the edge of his desk.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Bumblebee asked.

Optimus chuckled. "You'll see." He carefully unsnapped the armour panel over Bumblebee's groin. The yellow bug gave a sigh as his throbbing pole extended from his crotch. Optimus gently stroked the golden steel till it was erect and full in his hand. Then he knelt down.

Bumblebee's optics widened as Optimus bent his head and, with a click, removed his battlemask. He sucked in a breath as Prime's mouth engulfed his aching circuitry.

"Ah-aah…Optimus Prime…"

Prime smiled to himself as he sucked on Bumblebee's sturdy rod. He prided himself on his mastery of this particular skill. Elita One had coached him and he'd practised on Ultra Magnus until the blue transporter almost blew his processors. He heard Bumblebee moan above him and sucked a little harder on the warm, pulsing steel. He loved that he could take all of Bumblebee into his mouth with ease.

"Mmmm…" Bumblebee leaned back on his elbows, pushing his hips further towards his leader. He struggled not to thrust against Prime. He'd never had a lover who could take his whole cock in his warm, wet mouth before. It was like being inside a femme. Bumblebee shuddered uncontrollably as Prime ran his tongue along the underside of his rod. He looked down at his leader, wishing he could see Prime's face.

"Optimus…" Bumblebee gulped. Fluid surged inside his holding tank, wanting to escape, but he wasn't quite there yet.

"Hmm?"

Bumblebee moaned as the vibration from Prime's voice travelled through his swollen equipment. "Harder…" he gasped. "I – I need it…"

He choked back a cry of pleasure as Prime increased the suction on his thick pole, almost inhaling it. Bumblebee braced himself against the desk, legs trembling, as the sensors in his pelvic unit began to overload. He moaned – suddenly his tank was full to bursting. Any minute now. Any minute…

"Prime…" Bumblebee was almost weeping. "Optimus… I'm – I'm coming…"

Prime's large hand closed gently around his knee, and it was enough.

"Aaaah!"

Bumblebee dug his fingers into the edge of the desk as thick, viscous cum burst out of his thrumming pole. He heard gulping sounds as Optimus effortlessly swallowed his full load. Primus, it felt like his leader was sucking him dry. Bumblebee flopped back on the desk as his orgasm subsided.

Prime gave Bumblebee a few last strokes as his interfacing circuitry began to retract. He patted his companion's knee as he caught his breath and replaced his battlemask. He looked up at Bumblebee as the yellow Autobot managed to sit up.

"Okay, pal?"

"Wow." Bumblebee replaced his armour and smiled at him. "Optimus…"

They gazed at each other in fond silence for a few seconds, then Bumblebee jumped down from the desk, only to have his legs buckle under him. Prime lunged forward and caught him in his arms.

"Careful," he murmured.

"Guess I'm a little wobbly," Bumblebee laughed sheepishly.

Prime rubbed his back. "Come on, I'll carry you to your quarters."

"Mmm." Bumblebee put his arms around his leader and rested his head against the big truck's shoulder. He loved it when Optimus picked him up. The Autobot leader carefully rose and unlocked his office door.

The corridors were deserted – everyone except the skeleton nightshift was already in recharge. Optimus took his time, enjoying the heat of the younger Autobot cuddled against him. Bumblebee was stroking one of his smokestacks. He was suddenly sorry that he hadn't suggested that he bring Bumblebee to his own quarters – it would be nice to come off shift and have somebody waiting in his bed. Another time, perhaps. They reached Bumblebee's room.

"Here we are," Prime said. "You want me to put you down?"

"Ah, you open the door, Optimus," Bumblebee replied. He grinned. "I kinda like it up here."

"Don't get too comfortable," Prime joked. "I still have to work." He punched in the locking code as Bumblebee relayed it to him, and carried the bug over to his recharge bed.

"Thanks, Optimus," Bumblebee said with a warm smile, as he slipped down from Prime's arms. He giggled. "That was amazing. I don't think I'll be able to come for a week."

Prime squeezed his shoulder. "You're welcome, buddy. Goodnight."

"Wait." Bumblebee touched Prime on the leg. "What about you?"

"I'm fine," Optimus lied, ignoring the insistent erection pressing against his armour. "Really."

"C'mon, Optimus," Bumblebee replied. "You're all buzzed. You were holding me, I could tell. Lemme help you out."

Prime sighed. "I'd like that, Bumblebee, but I've got no time." He smiled behind his mask and touched a hand to his crotchplate. "I'll save it for you."

Bumblebee stretched out on the bed and smiled. "How about tomorrow night?"

"What happened to not being able to come for a week?" Prime teased.

"Eh, I think I could rally," Bumblebee laughed. "You available?"

Prime nodded. "Tomorrow night it is," he answered. He stood up. "Goodnight, Bumblebee."

Bumblebee smiled at him.

"Goodnight, Optimus."

Prime paused in the doorway as Bumblebee shut off his optics, then left the room. He looked down at himself and sighed. A few tedious reports would soon have his interfacing circuitry behaving itself, and a little time on the court would get rid of the excess electricity in his systems. He glanced back at Bumblebee's door. And with a pleasant night scheduled for tomorrow, the rest of the shift would fly by.

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