The pair of bot's walked down the silent corridor pretty much side to side, enjoying each other's warmth. With a quick motion, Ratchet keyed open his room's door and welcomed Drift in. The swords mech happily agreed, entered the room and walked around. Taking a slow, deep breath and exhaling, Drift relaxed as he enjoyed the simplicity of it's privacy. The door swished closed suddenly catching Drift's attention, causing him to jump then turn around with a smile; he remembered where he was and who invited him in.
"I would kill for this room," Drift said jokingly to break the silence. "Or at the every least, not to have to share with Swerve."
Ratchet couldn't help but shutter and let out a chuckle. "Ahh...It's only for a little bit. I think you'll survive. Maybe." Ratchet made his way to the berth, gathered a bunch of the pillows and piled them up against the headboard. Letting out a sigh, he plopped himself down. The medic wore a smile on his face, patted the berth next to him and Drift beamed as he walked over.
Climbing onto the berth and laying down next to Ratchet, Drift laid back and snuggled into the medic's side, actually, more like melted. Ratchet enjoyed this. The way Drift boldly cuddled tightly against his side with his helm resting on his chest made him feel so wanted. The CMO sighed and let his hands wander down the other's slender back, gently rubbing and massaging as he went.
"Hmmmm," Drift lazily moaned as he rolled himself over so that his belly rubbed against the CMO's side and wrapped his leg over the medics. His hands rubbed at Ratchet's pudgy belly and pinched as he shifted his gaze up. "Feels so nice."
Now, Ratchet had never been a direct mech. He usually lets others take the initiative and make the moves. However, with Drift pretty much laying over him, rubbing himself gently against his body-hips pretty much grinding against his thigh, Ratchet couldn't restrain himself. He pushed Drift off of his side and onto his back. Before Drift could do anything more than whine, Ratchet straddled over him and leaned down.
"Got a problem?" Ratchet huskily asked, and Drift happily shook his head no. "Good." Ratchet lowered his helm to Drift's and placed a gentle kiss on the other's lips. The second time their lips met, the medic felt his partner respond. It felt good when Drift kissed back; his lips moving softly along his, demanding more attention by flicking his tongue across and then sucking them. With a moan, Ratchet pressed in deeper, slid his tongue out, and when those sweet lips opened, his tongue dipped in and explored.
Ratchet didn't know why kissing Drift felt this good. He didn't know why he was craving this kind of attention suddenly. All the CMO knew was he loved feeling Drift's tongue rub against his own and how Drift moaned and wiggled his body beneath his. Feeling Drift's hand's brush against sensitive wires and pinch at his belly was simply divine! Feeling his body warm up under Drift's touch, he reluctantly broke the kiss. Too much of that and he would loose himself before anything even began, and he had much more planned than just kissing.
Flashing a smile, Ratchet shimmied himself down, leaving a trail of kisses as he went. His tongue left a wet trail down a sleek chest plate, and when soft, little pudgy belly came into his view, he gave a nip. Drift squirmed, then giggled and playfully slapped at the medic's helm, though didn't make a real effort to stop him. Instead, Drift pressed his hips into his partner and rubbed his heated panel over Ratchet's chest.
Ratchet gave a lewd smile as he pressed Drift's needy hips down. The sword's mech whispered out an apology, but Ratchet paid it no heed; his hands had found the chunky thighs and began to kneed them as he licked at the hip plates. All he could think about was pleasing Drift. He wanted Drift to scream out his name with unbridled pleasure.
His tongue trailed down, gliding against the seams until the heat greatly increased. The medic knew he was over Drift's spike panel, and with a devious chuckle began to tease by planting gentle kisses while mouthing along the edges of said panel. Upon hearing Drift moan, Ratchet smiled to himself; while he may not be the most experienced mech out there, at least he was doing a good job. It was nice to hear some encouragement from his partner.
Soon enough, Drift's panel snapped open, and his spike pressurized. Without too much thought, Ratchet gently wrapped his hand around the spike and traced its pattern until he reached the tip. Once there, Ratchet placed his lips to the head and gently kissed. Sneaking his tongue out and tracing the ridge, the medic circled around the spike before enclosing his mouth around it. He began to suck at the erect spike and slowly brought it deeper inside.
The swords mech let out a deep moan and nudged his hips up. Upon Ratchet sucking hard as he rose to the tip, cooling fans clicked on and hummed rhythmically in the otherwise silent room. With his fingers digging into the sheets, Drift gasped as he spoke. "That... Feels r-ah-really good!"
If it was possible to smile with a cock in your mouth, Ratchet would have. He loved hearing Drift moan and whimper. Ratchet slid his mouth down, rubbing his tongue along the back ridges and repeated the actions for he was eagerly wanting to please. Drift's hips raised up, and the two synced in pace with each other. The medic would allow the spike to slip deeper with each thrust, until eventually the spike was carefully swallowed down.
Drift hissed when Ratchet would swallow; the action causing a warm, tantalizing sucking action made Drift feel as if volts of electricity were flowing through his body, and it felt really good! However this proved to be too much for the sword's mech, who gasped for air as he tried to grab the other's attention.
"R-Ratch! Waa..wait!" Drift cried through sorry eyes, but it was too late. Hot trans-fluid spilled in the medic's mouth whether he was ready or not. "Ahh... I'm... erg...I'm sorry!" This didn't stop the swords mech from moaning out his orgasm.
After swallowing and wiping his mouth, Ratchet sat on the edge of the bed and tried to hide his enthused smirk. "For what?"
"For, you know," Drift mumbled with crimson cheeks. "Um, cumming so quick. It just, ah, felt so good." He fiddled with the sheets first, then his own fingers.
"Well, I don't know if things changed over the times and I am a little bit behind," Ratchet answered. "But the last I knew, that was supposed to feel good and make you loose it."
Drift chuckled as he shrugged and smiled. "Yeah. Well, I just wanted to last long enough for you to get some enjoyment."
Ratchet snorted as he got up and walked to the energon dispenser. He poured a huge glass, chugged down half of it, then returned to the berth and handed it to Drift. "Here, drink this. You'll need it." He said and watched as the swords mech drunk the rest down.
"Why?" Drift questioned and set the empty glass on the night stand.
"Because I never said I was done with you," Ratchet smirked as he crawled across the berth, grabbed the other behind the knees and spread them apart. Kisses were laid along the knee joint, then traveled down to the thighs, which Ratchet licked and eventually nipped. Drift jerked his leg away as he giggled, but this didn't stop the CMO.
"AHAH!" Drift gasped, but Ratchet just continued sucking on the pudgy thighs. "That tickles!" A hand was brushed across Ratchet's helm, but all the medic done was give a throaty growl, push the hand away and simply continue on.
The messaging traveled closer to the swords mech's exposed valve, and the sensation grew arousing. Finger's delicately traced the leg joints and ever so slowly make their way to fondle closer to the desired sweet spot; but the touch never came. Drift whined and swiveled his hips, hoping Ratchet would either get the point or the movement would force the other's fingers across his port.
The fact was, Ratchet knew what Drift wanted, but wasn't letting him have it that easily. Instead, he traced around the outside folds of the port, ever so slightly pressing in to rub the lips against themselves then to pull them apart. The receiving mech whined and begged as his valve began to leak lubricant, but Ratchet didn't give in until Drift's cooling fans clicked faster and was nearly crying for the touch.
Only then did Ratchet gently slide his fingers over the outside node, then over the damp lips of Drift's port. The digits explored the folds, sweeping in circles and finally scooped over the valve. The lubricant was collected on the fingers, and the CMO brought his fingers to his lips and licked them clean. A smile cracked on his lips and looked right at Drift's optics.
"Tastes so sweet," Ratchet said. The lubricant tasted sweeter than any treat he had eaten before. Drift laughed, the kind that made his whole body shake. When Ratchet glared at the mech, he didn't see a hint of malice, but rather a look of adoration. Before he realized it, Drift had snuck a pillow under his aft to prop it up.
"Well, eat up, big boy." Drift said lewdly with a look of pure desire.
And Ratchet had no qualms about obliging. Definitely no qualms at all.
A/n- So what has been going on in my life if you care- and even if you don't:
Well, it's been slow going here because I am a full time student- i rarely get a chance to write- this story was written for about 2 weeks in what little free time I have. :(. This was going to be just 2 chapters, but i decided to do three- it was just going to be a really long chapter, but i broke it in half. I try to get at least 3 k words per chapter now, but it's prolly gonna be best to break them up.
I do plan to finish this- but am going to work on a chapter for my gift fic ( person is patiently waiting!), then finish this story. I'll prolly take a break from this series to finish up the gift fic, the trine story ( its really close one more major event that will take 2 chapters) and work on finishing As I lay here ( prolly got 2-3 chapters left as well) But once I am dong with the trine story- gotta really brainstorm for the second chapter in the series ( i know what is going to happen in the third story in the series, but just basics for the second). But I am going to try writing that series differently in hopes to better my writing style ( i am taking a business english class- so i am hoping that helps!)
Once I finish up them- I will pick up here again ( after I finish this story-got one more chapter) but i know its gonna be a cliffhanger- so just bear with it.
But stories are gonna be slow going here. And I hope they come out ok still. Took my time proofreading this, so I hope you enjoy.
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