This is what happens when you drink and eat things you really shouldn't before bed!
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Mistletoe
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Winnifred giggled as he and Megatron sat on a couch, the human boy's giggles outrageously loud and girlish as he collapsed against his mate. Around them the other autobots were in not much better state. Optimus was flirting rather loudly with Scorponk, the younger transformer giggling in a way to rival Winnifred's. Starscream, being unable to hold his alcohol well, had been the first to go, while Ironhide, who held it best, was allowing the drunken seeker to give him a lap dance.
The sight was amusing to say the least, and half the occupants of the room were watching the show, Barricade and Devastator particularly interested in their commander's second.
Bumlebee giggled and walked over to Barricade.
"Hey hot stuff, how about a little bit of loving?" Bee giggled as he draped himself over the shock trooper's side, smirking at the eyes dropping directly to his ass.
"Your batcave or mine?" Barricade asked, as he stood, slurring his words as he draped an arm around the blonde's waist to grab firmly onto the ass he ahd been staring at before.
Megatron returned his gaze to Starscream and Ironhide and was mentally scarred from the image he saw.
"GET A ROOM!" He shouted, turning his face away from the sight of Starscream attempting to devour Ironhide's face as he continued to rock his body against the larger mech's.
Ratchet and Agent Simmons were getting a bit more friendly with each other, Ratchet finally getting them to leave to 'look over some data pads that needed some attention'.
Megatron highly doubted that data pads were what the CMO had in mind…
Maggie was talking with Devastator, the blonde Australian giggling as the trooper showing her the numerous tattoos he had gotten in his time on earth as a human.
Frenzy… Megatron laughed, wondering if Frenzy realized that he was currently making out with the Secretary of Defense.
Megatron cast Optimus a death glare as the autobot led Scorponk out of the room towards where they slept together.
"Hey, Megsy…" Winnifred slurred, leaning over to whisper in the decepticon's ear drunkenly. "Wanna go have some real fun, Lovey?" Megatron grinned and pulled his mate to him in a searing kiss as answer, standing and going towards the door.
They were stopped in their amourous route towards their rooms by a strange noise coming from one of the offices.
"Ooohh… Ah-ha! Wave!"
"Jazz… Mmm… Jaaaaazzzzzzz…" Soundwave's unmistakable voice groaned as Jazz let out a high squeal. "God, you're a bitch." Soundwave murmured and Jazz laughed before being cut off by a loud moan.
"Ride 'em cowboy…" Jazz moaned, the sound of something very heavy slamming into a desk and Megatron and Winnifred pulled away at a dirty suggestion from Soundwave, the two bondmate's staring at each other.
"I have been mentally scarred." Winnifred stated, cursing his sensitive sense of hearing. Even with his eyesight returned, he often closed his eyes and relied completely on his other senses once again.
Old habits die hard. And Winnifred was cursing his hearing as Soundwave made another vulgar comment to Jazz.
"Well, seeing as there's trend here…" Megatron grabbed Winnifred and dragged him into an office, causing the smaller male to squeal in delight and giggle uproariously.
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