"Hey Prowler you should listen to these new jams I have, man." Jazz exclaimed
Prowl looked at him and said, "I have work to do Jazz." Unfortunately, Prowl knew that him saying that didn't mean a thing.
Jazz just grinned while taking a seat atop Prowl's desk and crossed his legs with his chest puffed out asking, "Please?"
Prowl rolled his optics and gave a small smile and huffed out, "Fine…BUT, only if I get to show you something then."
Jazz thought about it for a moment and said happily, "Ok," then began blasting his music. He was dancing and swaying his hips erotically.
This caught Prowl's attention, and he was immediately in a trance from Jazz's movements. He watched with lustful optics as Jazz continued dancing to his music.
When Jazz was finished and the music stopped so did Prowl's trance. He blinked his optics and stared at him.
"So what'd you think?" Jazz asked.
"It was great." Prowl said feeling himself heating up.
"Are you talking about my music or my dancing?" Jazz grinned.
Prowl smirked and said, "I think you know."
Jazz gave a light chuckle and asked, "What did you want to show me?"
Prowl moved close enough to Jazz so that their chests were touching and their faces were mere inches apart. He held Jazz around the waist and said, "I wanted to show you this," and kissed Jazz.
Jazz kissed back passionately wrapping his arms around prowl's neck. "Prowl, I want you inside me," He whispered between kisses.
Prowl smiled at this and slid one hand down to Jazz's interface panel and began rubbing it as they continued to kiss.
Jazz moaned into the kiss as things heated up and closed his eyes as Prowl rubbed him. He clicked his panel open and waited for Prowl to stretch his wet, aching port with his fingers then spike. After a few seconds when nothing happened Jazz opened his eyes and found himself on his recharge berth and his armor heated. He sat up and sighed saying, "It was only a fragging dream."