Author's note. This is written as a birthday present for one of my best friends, Mediziner, hope you enjoy lovely. The characters are taken from our story, 'The Balance of Two' which I hope you'll check out. If you haven't read it, Nightblade is a Decepticon Femme who is part of the mission to retrieve Minicons while First Aid is her Minicon. They share a close friendship but in these little series, they become even closer.

Enjoy and please review.

First Aid sighed as he finished cleaning his hands; his work cycle was coming to an end. There hadn't been a Minicon hunt so he'd been taking care of things in the Med Bay. Although it was long, hard work, he still preferred it over training. Nightblade had been away most of the day practising her fighting with Starscream but she should be back soon and hopefully with a cube of Energon.

He was getting very low of fuel and didn't want to resort to Medical Grade Energon...especially as Nightblade might start drinking it again. She liked it a bit too much and he had to work to ensure that she didn't constantly consume it. It was filled with nutrients and minerals but didn't really give the energy that normal energon did and it could make sure systems too dependent on the constant supply of rich minerals.

"First Aid," came a voice, shaking him from his thoughts and he turned to smile at his partner, who'd just entered.

"Nightblade, how did it go?" he asked, noticing with relief that she'd brought Energon for both of them.

"It was good, I think I'm starting to get the hang of it," she replied with a smile, walking over and placing the cubes on the table.

"Thank you," he said as she handed him his own Minicon sized cube. "I really needed that."

"You should take a break," she advised as she watched him gulp his Energon. "What about a data pad or something?"

"That would be good," he said with a nod and she lifted him up to a shelf so he could pick one. He finished his cube and started examining the possible choices.

However, he made the mistake of looking upwards to see what was on the shelf above him. As Nightblade moved away to, he suddenly lost his balance and plunged downwards, landing right in her Energon cube.

"Ahh," he cried, struggling to get out of the Energon but it was far too thick.

"Help...someone," he said urgently, starting to panic as he sank further into the normally delicious liquid.

"Wha...First Aid," Nightblade cried as she saw his predicament and rushed over to his aid.

She plunged her hand in and pulled him out, spluttering. Energon oozed down his frame as he coughed and gasped.

"Are you alright?" she asked as he wiped away a glob of Energon.

"F-fine, thank you," he said gratefully.

He glanced down at the cube before saying regretfully.

"I'm so sorry; I didn't mean to waste your Energon."

"I'm sure it'll be fine," she assured him, he was a very clean bot and didn't like to get dirty. Using a finger, she swiped a bit off him and brought it to her lips, tasting the sweet Energon.

"Mmm, delicious," she hummed as First Aid flushed under all the Energon covering his body.

"I-I'll need to get this stuff off," he mumbled as she looked at him thoughtfully. She then brought him to her lips and gave him a lick.

"W-what are you doing?" he exclaimed in shock.

"Getting it off for you," she giggled. "I might as well lick it off you since it was going to be my evening Energon."

"But...but," he stammered as she licked his chest.

"Don't worry, I'll clean you right up," she assured him, still licking him.

After cleaning his chest, she started to go lower, making him squeak and squirm. He couldn't believe this was happening; he did not have his beautiful partner licking Energon from his body. Oh Primus, his insides were starting to melt, he was surely going to be turned into a puddle of liquid goo is this kept up. There was no other way to describe the sensations currently pounding through his body.

Was this what it was like to become aroused?

When she licked even lower than his abdomen, he felt like he was literally going to pass out, he was hanging limply in her hands, mouth wide open with shock. He barely even noticed when she moved onto his legs and finally his arms, leaving him devoid of Energon but still a little bit sticky.

"You'd better wash up," she advised with a giggle at First Aid's expression.

"Y-yeah," he agreed, nodding very dumbly.

As she set him down and he started to wobble in the direction of the washroom, she said.

"You tasted really good First Aid, I wouldn't mind doing that again."

With a funny squeak, he regain feeling in his legs and managed to scurry for the washroom, sure that he really would faint if he stayed any longer.

Author's note. More sexy drabbles to follow.