A/N: I am really sorry for whatever glitch was occuring earlier this morning, all I know is that fanfiction was freaking out everytime I tried to put up this chapter, I'm hoping it doesn't do so today.

It's a pairing I have not seen before, for some reason but I really think they'd make a cute couple :)

Pairing: Ironhide/Perceptor


A kiss on the neck means I want you...

It was the aftermath of a particularly violent battle with the Decepticons and most of the Ark's crew were currently in the rec-room, over energized. Luckily, and surprisingly, there had been few injuries and so everyone was released from Ratchet's 'tender loving care' with the medic's permission to celebrate their victory and with a strict warning to not bother coming to him if they all had hangovers the next day. Even Prowl was dancing…with Jazz! Curtsey of the twins who decided to spike the energon with ultra-high grade.

Perceptor smiled glad that, not for the first time, he couldn't drink normal unrefined energon. It meant he didn't risk being doused with high grade at an inopportune moment. He glanced around the room, happy to see everyone finally getting the chance to relax. Even Prime was enjoying himself, laughing loudly with Ratchet and Smokescreen. He jumped as an arm was slung heavily over his shoulders.

"Bit jumpy der, aint'cha?"

Perceptor glanced at the intoxicated mech currently slumped over him who was downing the remains of what looked like ultra-high grade. Percy winced, that was going to be one pit of a hangover tomorrow.

"I am not 'jumpy'; you just managed to catch me unaware"

The mech just snickered at him, holding his cube upside in hopes of getting more energon. Perceptor sighed and handed him another cube from the table next to him.

"Cheers" He grinned, Perceptor watched with slight amusement as he knocked back the high-grade as if it was just normal energon.

Jazz who had been watching them both for quite a while, finally sauntered over to stand next to Perceptor.

"Hey, Percy" he whispered, ignoring the withering glare being aimed at him by Prowl.

"I think ol' 'Hides 'ad enough, don't you?" He motioned to the red mech who was currently trying to extract the last drop of energon from his cube.

Perceptor nodded and was about to reply when the empty cube was shoved in his face.

"Percy" Ironhide pouted "I want more"

Perceptor shot Jazz, who was chuckling, a very unimpressed glare before gingerly prying the empty cube from black hands.

"I think it is about time you retired for the evening" He said gently, placing the cube on the table.

Ironhide actually sulked and glared at the microscope.

"But I want more" he whined.

Perceptor raised an optic ridge and, with Jazz's help, carefully began guiding a protesting Ironhide out of the room and back to his quarters.

Jazz punched in 'Hide's code before turning around to look at the scientist struggling to keep Ironhide upright.

"Think ya can get him settled? Prowlers gonna wonder where I am"

Perceptor just nodded briskly, before half-carrying, half-dragging Ironhide over to his berth.

"Thanks Percy" Jazz grinned letting the door lock behind him as he wandered back to the party.

Gently, Perceptor pushed the weapons specialist to lie back on his berth. Ironhide however seemed unwilling to cooperate.

"Percy?"

"Yes Ironhide?"

"Where'd everybody go?" he asked genuine confusion in his voice.

Perceptor sighed.

"They are all currently in the rec-room, and we are in your quarters" he replied in the tone he usually reserved for sparklings.

"So were alone?" Ironhide said, grinning.

"Yes it's just the two of us"

"Good" Ironhide purred.

Perceptor looked at the mech in shock, squeaking loudly as his neck was suddenly attacked with kisses.

He trembled as the older mech pulled him closer, biting his neck harshly before quickly soothing it with a soft kiss.

"Ironhide, wh-what…" Perceptor's stammering was cut short by a rather rough bit to his jaw before Ironhide leaned away to look at him.

"Do you know how long Jazz has been tryin' ta help me get you alone?" Ironhide growled, sounding surprisingly sober.

Perceptor just stared at him in shock.

"Huh?"

Ironhide ignored him and went back to kissing and nipping his throat. He pulled back again as Perceptor went to pull him closer. Percy glared at him and Ironhide responded with a smirk.

"For a scientist, your purdy slow"


this story will be updated twice a week, the only reason it was updated so quickly was because I already had three chapters for this written up (and I'm planning to update it every wednesday and Saturday/Sunday) hope you liked it :3

*There was a different ending to this but I felt it just dragged the whole thing on for longer than was neccesary.

A/N: the 'purdy' instead of pretty is a blatant jab at one of my friends who thinks he's 'southern', poor delusional idiot, lol.