His body jolted upright. This was, what, the fifth time he'd woken up during this recharge cycle?
First Aid shook as a few tears rolled down his face, baby blue optics dimming and narrowing as he brought his hand up to wipe them away. It was then felt himself start to lose it, a couple sobs escaping his vocalizer as he burst into tears.
He'd woken up because of a dream. Not quite a nightmare, but it was one of those sad dreams, one that can do nothing but break your spark. And that's because it was of his sparkmate, his bonded.
First Aid shook his helm and laid back down, sniffling quietly as he went back into recharge.
'Please...please...'
'What, Aid? What is it that you want? Go ahead, tell me.'
'I...I want you...'
First Aid whimpered as soft lips were brought to his, gently caressing and pressing against his own. He smiled into the affection and wrapped his arms around his love's neck, pulling him closer. Hands slid down his back, finger digging into seams and tugging on wires...and then those hands sliding down just a little bit further...
His optics shot open once again, but he didn't shoot upright. His whole chassis was stiff, and he felt as if he was frozen.
Although the heat running through his chassis claimed otherwise.
First Aid whined in embarrassment, realizing he was heated, uncomfortable...aroused. He let out a distressed sigh and laid on his back, trying to relax himself. As a medical professional, he knew how unhealthy it was to hold back on urges, especially when you had a way to take care of them.
He reached down and pushed his legs apart gently, sighing and letting his helm rest back on the berth. He ran his hand back up along the inside of his thigh, sliding it up alongside his panel, causing him to shiver. He had to admit, it had been quite a while since he'd had any sort of release. But it felt weird doing so without anyone else with him...
First Aid bit back a small moan as he ghosted his hand over his heating panel, reaching two fingers as far down between his legs as he could and dragging them back up at an agonizingly slow pace.
Without warning, First Aid's panel slid open, almost subconsciously. He whined again and bucked his hips gently, his port clenching at the sensations of the cooler atmosphere. "Primus, it's worse than I thought..." His faceplates heated, partially from shock and partially from desire. He slid his fingers through the trail of lubricant that had run from his port down onto the berth. He swallowed a whimper as he traced a finger around the rim, more lubricant practically flowing onto the berth.
First Aid sighed, offlining his optics and pressing two fingers inside, causing him to bite his lip as a loud moan managed to escape his vocalizer. He let his instincts take over as he started sliding his fingers in out at a steady but slow pace. First Aid's venting became labored as he increased the speed of his fingers, starting to thrust them in and out quickly, feeling himself already close to an overload. That was when the images set in to his processor. The thoughts of his lover, his mate, his bonded...
He arched his back a bit more as he switched hands, putting his lubricant covered fingers to his lips and sucking on them slowly, while he shoved three fingers into his quivering port.
"Y-yes..." he whispered, imagining himself being 'faced by his one and only, rolling and rocking his hips, bucking into his hand. To add to the thought, he popped open his chest armor, followed by the click of his opening spark chamber, that light blue glow brightening the room. He removed his fingers from his mouth and reached inside his chamber, fondling his spark as he shook and jolted from the sensations. First Aid grinded his denta and breathed deeply, tears starting to stream again from his closed optics.
He arched up slowly, whimpering and moaning as he reached his fingers in deeper into his port, getting them to slam right into his sweet spot. He spread his fingers apart slightly, stretching the walls even further, aiding his fantasy to the fullest. "Nngh...yes, yes, yes...yes!"
It didn't take much until he slammed his fingers as hard as he could, hitting the deepest node in his port, lubricant gushing around his fingers, his port clamping around them with a vise-like grip, all while he hollered his spark-mates name in the midst of his powerful, much needed overload.
"PHARMA!"
