Pathfinder smiled as he waved goodbye to another satisfied customer. He relished his second life that he stole for himself. It tickled him that he saw himself as a stranger in the mirror; not the bold mini-seeker his family and friends knew but a confident mini-bot. He beamed as another bot walked into the shop. "Perhaps a buffing today, sir?" He quipped cheerily. Though the mech turned him down he bounced on over to his corner of the cosmetic shop. He was surprised, though, when a large figure came up behind him and let out a deep chuckle.
"Well well well, what have we here…" The mech said in low tones. "My word Pathfinder, what are you doing in here?"
Pathfinder squeaked, dropping the small rotary buffer onto the desk and wheeling around. A tall, all too familiar seeker loomed over him with a smirk plastered on his face. "R-relay?!" He whispered frantically. The seeker never flew to Cyber two! What was he doing here?!
The larger flier chuckled. "I never thought you would ever do it. I mean you said you would but frag, you actually did it….and I must say you are positively adorable…."
Pathfinder looked mollified, pressing back against his desk defensively. "Just….don't say you're Relay, that's….my alias…"
Relay stiffened briefly before struggling to hold back his laughing, managing to tone it down to mad chortling. Pathfinder swatted him. "It's not that funny!"
"What is going on here?" A tall reedy femme approached them, giving 'Relay' a speculative look. He flustered slightly. The real Relay jumped in and saved him the trouble. "I was just enjoying a humorous joke Relay told me. I was asking to receive a good buffing…" He said mildly. She nodded and walked off, having other customers to tend to. Pathfinder felt rather foolish.
Relay leaned down and smirked. "So…..about that buffing?" He asked, waving his Credit Chit before promptly sitting on the sturdy stool. Pathfinder ex-vented and retrieved his rotary buffer. He turned it on and approached the seeker. He grabbed a bottle of polish and gently poured a line of it across the seekers chest plates before setting the bottle aside and applying the buffer gently the rich, blue plating. He moved it in slow, wide circles to spread the polish and shine the armor with practiced focus. Relay smiled, enjoying the soothing sensation and leaning back slightly to provide better access to his abdominal plating.
Once he had finished with his body he moved onto his arms, then his legs and thrusters. Pathfinder exercised practiced skill with the buffer, skill that left gleaming plating in its wake as he moved over the seekers larger frame. It wasn't long before Relays wings were left. He had left these for last, as they were incredibly sensitive parts of any flier and he needed a much softer, slower buffer for the process. Once satisfied with the rest of Relay, Pathfinder switched of his tool and set it on the small desk before going to retrieve the other more specialized one. He grabbed another bottle of polish and carefully began to work on the seekers wings. He moved carefully across the expanse of plating, but even his light and innocent touch made the mech shiver slightly. It took longer as he had to move slowly and carefully. Too much vibration and he could upset the sensors to the point of damage. When he finally finished buffing Relay Pathfinder set his buffer aside and gave him a rather incredulous look. He continued his hushed conversation, looking mollified.
"Look, ok you got me, and I don't care how. Just…..don't tell my creators…they'd take it poorly…." He pleaded, feeling quite helpless. Relay only chuckled.
"I won't rat you out…but…..can I know why?" He raised an optic ridge, bewildered his bond-mate would choose to buff other bots of a living than something a bit more Seekerly.
"I just…I like to work with my servos, ok?" He said, puffing up. "But no one is gonna get fixed up by a seeker like me and keep their vocalizers quiet about it. So I….met a mech in Tyger Pax who reformatted me….I got this….alt. mode installed so I can pass for a grounder." He said, looking at Relay as if daring him to call him out. Relay only smiled. "Wish you woulda told us, we could have helped you know." He said with a smile and a touch of mock hurt. "Keeping this a secret? I'm hurt. You owe me one…." He said with a pronounced smirk. Pathfinder fidgeted. "I'll make it up to you two later, promise!"
Relay chuckled as he stood. "I'll hold you to it…." He turned and left Pathfinder to his work. The minibot ex-vented softly, feeling like he had dodged the proverbial bullet.
Later in the cycle, he was wrapping up his work by taking stock for the week. He was alone in the stockroom, his boss in her office across the shop. He was counting their stock of buffing pads when strong, large servos grasped him from behind and pressed him against the shelf. Pathfinder almost yelped in fright when he recognized the sound of the turbines behind him. "Relay?!" He asked in franticly low tones. "What in the name of Primus are you doing here?" He ground out as his bond-mates servos began to wander. He was answered with a sultry chuckle.
"I am simply collecting on you owing me and Crossfire one…" He said with a smirk and a tone to match. Pathfinder huffed indignantly. "He won't agree to you molesting me at work!" He opened their bond to let the shuttle know just what Relay was doing, but the seeker behind him only chuckled. "Go ahead; he's waiting for a good show…." Relay whispered huskily into Pathfinders audial. The mini-seeker gasped, feeling his optic glow brighter in embarrassment. "He knows?!"
:Sorry Path, He kinda convinced me….: Came the guilty response over their bond.
Pathfinder wasn't sure whether to be mad or shocked; Crossfire was usually more reserved than this. Still, despite how he initially felt, he kept the bond open. Just in time for a surge of fresh pleasure to zing through it as Relay dug his large digits into the complex backplating where Pathfinder hid his wings. He held back a breathy moan, knowing he couldn't make too much noise with his boss across the small building.
:F-fraggit Relay, warn me. M-my boss is in the other room!: He snapped, his turbines kicking in to cool his heating frame. His bondmate chuckled, pressing a kiss to his neck cabling.
"Sorry, Pathfinder, you're just so cute when you get like this…: Relay wasted no more time in digging his servos more into the mini-seekers plating, wishing he'd let out his wings. But then they'd have a problem keeping it down. The larger flier settled for eliciting choked moans by sliding his larger servos down Pathfinders sides and digging slightly into the seams above his hips before traveling back up his frame.
Each sensation was sent back over their bond, and Crossfire was sending back flashes of love:wanting:affection:desire, making the minibot shiver with want. He tried to reach back to reciprocate, but Relay swatted his hands down. :Ah, ah. No touching. Just relax and let me play with you...: He said to Pathfinder, bending his helm down to gently suck on the cables of his neck before nipping them with his denta. Relay started to gently grind his pelvic plating against Pathfinders aft, his right servo trailing up to stroke the teal crest of his helm while his left dug into the seam between his chest and abdominal plating.
Pathfinder shuddered under the sensations, feeling his frame heat up more and more as his bondmate toyed with him expertly. He had to concentrate on not letting his pleasured exclamations slip out loud, only through his bond to Relay and Crossfire. It was becoming harder the deeper Relay got his servos into his plating, especially since the larger seeker knew just where to drag his digits to make him shudder and twitch. It was driving him mad to be touched without the ability to reciprocate, so he grabbed the shelving unit he was pressed against with a tight grip. His wings fluttered against Relay's chestplates as the larger seeker pressed against him.
Relay moved his helm away from the smaller bots neck cables to nip gently at the upper part of his backplates. He laved attention on the rear of Pathfinders shoulders with his denta and glossa in slow languid motions. The sensations made his little bondmate keen softly through their bond, his grip tightening on the shelf before him. Relay smirked rather proudly, feeling satisfied he could make his normally reserved little seeker so wonton. He could also feel Crossfire enjoying their little show and that made his plating heat all the more quickly. Pretty soon though his larger bondmate wasn't content to be a 'spectator' and decided to give his input.
:Use your servos on his panel, Relay. I can feel how bad he wants it. Are you gonna keep him wanting?: The shuttle asked, and Pathfinder shuddered with want at the low tone of his voice. Relay chuckled just a deeply and ghosted his right servo over the heated piece of metal, loving the needy inaudible moan he received in return.
:S-scrap Relay, I want you…: Pathfinder shivered under his touch, his turbines whirring more loudly as they attempted to cool his scorching frame.
He was rewarded by those digits running firmly over his heated interface panel, Relay giving his backplates a soft nibble.
:Want me, Pathfinder? Want me to fill you up like you love so much?: He said heatedly to the seeker, feeling him shudder strongly as his servos finally dented the shelving with how hard he was gripping it. The growl he suddenly heard from Pathfinders turbines was impressive.
:S-stop….slagging teasing me and frag me already!: The mini-seeker demanded, his valve clenching with want under his panel before it snapped open. Lubricant dripped out onto Relays pedes from his aroused state. His bondmate snickered behind him before retracting his own panel. Relay began to rub the hub of his chord against the dripping port teasingly. He grinned at the solid moan Pathfinder let out over their bond. Crossfire was sending him appreciative signals as he felt the mini-seeker grow more and more aroused. Finally Relay felt his lover had had enough teasing and sank the hub of his spike into him. He thrust slowly, Pathfinder arching beneath him against the metal shelving unit and denting the shelves with his tight grip.
Relay pulled away from Pathfinder as he held his rhythm, then cent his body down a bit to nibble gently on the minibots' backplates. Pathfinder mewled at the attention and wriggled against the shelf. He could feel his charge building and he arched back towards Relay to encourage more of the oh so wonderful sensations dancing across his sensors. Even when he was physically different, his bondmate knew exactly how play him like a personal instrument.
I didn't take much longer for Pathfinders charge to peak. The combined assault of Relays wandering servos, powerful thrusts and Crossfire sending flashes of :love:arousal:lust: through the bond. Pathfinder howled over the connection as he crashed into overload. Relays turbines whirred strongly as he connected to his lover, following him into overload and spurring Pathfinders on. He stroked his lovers backplates soothingly as they came down from their climax The larger jet unplugged himself form Pathfinder and pressed a loving kiss to the smaller fliers helm. Crossfire sent a similar affectionate signal as Pathfinder shivered as he closed his panel. "You guys…try not to do this more often?" He asked shakily. While it had been a wonderful shared moment, he didn't want to risk it. Relay nodded. "Just this once, my little secret…" He purred before leaving Pathfinder to finish his work. The minibot sighed deeply, going to clean the mess.