On Call | By : DiamondUnicorn Category: Transformers > G1 > Slash - M/M Views: 1792 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Something I wrote for the Transformers Anonymous Kinks Meme. I thought I'd start posting some of the stuff I wrote for there.
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Hound had been prepared for a normal patrol shift. He was driving along the dry desert surroundings of the area around the Ark. Although he was all too happy to open the private communication channel he shared with Mirage once receiving a hailing from the off duty Ligier.
:Hound? Are you busy?: Mirage asked, ever polite.
Hound could feel his spark swell with eagerness to talk to his lover. Sometimes, it freaked him out how much he enjoyed Mirage’s presence. :Not really, just patrolling. Although if I pick up any Decepticon activity, my scanners will sense them long before I see them:
:So you wouldn’t mind a little distraction?: Mirage asked, a hint of mischief in his tone.
:What’d you have in mind?: Hound asked in interest.
:Well, I did wake up disappointed to see you gone for patrol already… Especially after my CPU supplied me with some lovely images while I was in stasis:
:Oh? What’d you dream about ‘Raj?:
:Well you were in it, and so was I…: Mirage teased, tone becoming sultry. Hound slowed his speed. He didn’t want to accidentally hit anything, or drive into a ditch.
:You stopped?: Mirage asked with mild amusement.
:How did you..?:
Mirage chuckled. :Hound, you always pay rapt attention when I talk to you. It’s very flattering, honestly. Anyway, in this dream of mine, it was just the two of us. I was on my back and you were over me-:
:Just as it should be: Hound interrupted to tease.
:Hush you. Your hands were running along my sides. And you were nuzzling my vents as your engine growled. I tried to touch your shoulder attachment, that always gets you charged up. But before I could, you’d grabbed my hand and held it above my head. Then you looked down at me and ordered that I would keep my hands to myself, that I was to lay back, behave, and enjoy it like a good little mech. Sadly, it was right after that I woke up:
Hound’s engine purred at the thought. :You like being ordered around ‘Raj?:
:In general, no. But by you… I could be amenable to the idea:
:Mmm, open your interface panel:
:Hm, alright. It’s open Hound:
:I want you to run your finger around your port. It’s always been rather sensitive:
Mirage gasped and Hound chuckled. :Your other hand, I want that in the seam between your leg and pelvic plating. I know there’s a wire there that makes you-:
Mirage whimpered. :Shiver and shake: Hound finished with some satisfaction. He could imagine Mirage on their berth, laying back. One hand teasing the edges of his port with a finger while his other hand delved into the joint of his leg and hip. :Are you getting worked up Mirage?:
:Y-yes Hound. Wish it were you though. I love having your hands roaming all over me, rubbing at my joints:
:If I were there, I’d run my glossa over your vents until you were squirming in my hold. Touch them; I want you running a thumb along them as you touch your port:
:O-oh Hound: Mirage’s voice was coming in strained and Hound could almost see him curling up at the pleasure, one thumb lightly scraping over the vents on his helm as the other teased his port. He could imagine Mirage drawing his legs up, parting them, maybe pressing his heels into their berth.
:I’d kiss down your neck, I’d run my glossa along it, search out your main fuel line and latch onto it with my dental plating, maybe suck on it until I left a dent on it:
:Hate when you do that: Mirage groaned.
:Oh you love it. You just don’t like all the jokes made about us:
:I swear I’m shooting the next mech who makes any comments on territory marking, or those crude jokes about earth dogs:
:You mean like Sideswipe calling you my bitc-:
:Yes Hound. Must you repeat it?:
Hound couldn’t help the chuckle. :You like me being possessive. Pulling you into my lap in the commissary, walking around with my paint scrapings on you. It revs your engine. Everyone knowing you only belong with me:
:H-Hound…:
:I love you so much Mirage, I love talking to you, being with you, listening to you talk about home or even when you’re in stasis and feeling the pulse of your spark behind your plating. I want to open your chest plates and run my fingers over your spark chamber until it opens for me and then touch your spark, worship it and bring you to overload with just my touch. I want to open up my own chamber to you and pull you against me and meld our sparks. I’d wrap my arms around you and hold your slim frame to mine and never let you go. I’ll never let you go Mirage:
:HOUND!: Mirage screeched, comm crackling with static as he overloaded.
The line between the pair was silent for a moment. Hound wasn’t sure what it meant. :What’s your location? I’m not waiting for you to get off shift:
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