Title: A Challenged Offered
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Own nothing, but wish I did.
Yeah, not exactly sure where this came from and so decided to try my hand at smut. Not sure if I accomplished it. Needs a little more work I think. Anyways, enjoy!
Jazz was pushed roughly into the wall as the hands of his lover roamed over his newly built frame. He would have to remember to thank Ratchet, for piecing him back together again.
But for now, the sensations of those hands sliding under his armor plating drove the thought out of his mind.
His body automatically reacted to his lovers touch, arching into it hoping to create more of that wonderful sensation.
"Impatient, aren't we," came the husky voice of his lover, right into his sensitive audios.
Jazz moaned, feeling his body shiver as his visor flickered off. With his one sensor gone, the sensation on the other part of his body increased ten fold.
His cooling fans had suddenly kicked on, trying to cool his rapidly heating body, but Jazz didn't care. All he cared about was the hands touching him and the lips that were caressing his neck.
Jazz had his head thrown back, allowing his lovers lip better access to his neck cables. A glossa came out and licked one of them, making him moan again, wanting to taste those lips with his own.
"Please…" he hissed as his lover took a nip at the cable in which they were enthralled with.
The nipping had stopped and Jazz groaned at the loss of his lover. "What is it you want Jazz?" the husky voice asked once again in his audios.
He tried to repress the shiver, but failed miserably as he tried to free his hands from the handcuffs. He wanted to touch his lover to create the sensations in them that was being created for him.
"I want… to be able… to touch you," he pleaded something that he did often, when his lover was in a playful mode.
A chuckle reverberated off his lover's chest, which was pressed lightly against his. Jazz tried to press closer, but his lover moved away not allowing the satisfaction of a touch.
He huffed, the air leaving his mouth as he struggled with the cuffs again.
Again another chuckle came, this time followed by a kiss to his audios. "Tell me what you want and I might just fulfill it," his lover whispered.
A hand was placed on his inner thigh and Jazz let out another throaty moan, as the hand caressed a very sensitive wire. His legs automatically spread a little as the hand traveled upwards towards his port.
However, his lover was in a teasing mode and skipped over the port and was placed on her other thigh. It was a torture that was slowly driving Jazz insane.
"Tell me." came the voice again.
Jazz let out a growl, tired of the teasing drawing another chuckle from his lover. "Frag it Prowl, if you don't take me now when I get out of these cuff you won't know the difference between up and down." Turning his visor back on and glaring at the tactician.
A predatory smirk came over the black and white's lip components as he pulled away slightly. "Is that a promise Jazz?" The SIC challenged back.
A similar smirk crossed onto Jazz face. "When have you ever known me to back down from a challenge Prowl?"
In response Prowl kissed him and Jazz decided to take that challenge for another time.
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