Title: CLICK
Summary: The sound of Bumblebee's crumbling resolve.
Notes: Because Beestorm is possibly the best smushname in existence.
There is a bit of Ratchet/Arcee in this one. They are adorable.
Disclaimer: Not mine
Previously:
"I'm never going to say yes to a date with a seeker again," Bee vows to his reflection.
Bumblebee stares in silent horror at his servo in the seeker's, as Sunstorm heaps praise upon all the autobots, thanking them for convincing Bee to go on another date. A double date, at that. With Ratchet and Arcee. Because the humans asked for it.
He's going to kill Sari.
He's still not sure how or when he agreed to this date. He's actually pretty sure it had to have happened while he was playing a video game, or possibly while he was in the middle of recharging.
Sunstorm pulls him against his side, and Bee reluctantly admits to himself that he doesn't mind this part so much, because the Seeker is warm and comfortable. He doesn't like dating him though. Not at all.
It took him a full megacycle to smooth the denta marks from his horn, and he refuses to admit that his plates opened up on their own while he worked on it.
Pushing the thought out of his processor, he rests his head on Sunstorm as they walk out of the base. Flinching at the flashing camera lights the humans are using to show them off, Bee shudders unhappily. He's just glad they only wanted it for this once, and aren't going to have to do it again. Arcee and Ratchet agreed they're going to be the public "dating" face.
It takes everything he has not to kick the ground when the humans start chattering about how pretty he is. He doesn't stop himself from jabbing Sunstorm in the side for agreeing with them, though.
"I'm not a femme," he mutters, and when Arcee frowns disapprovingly at him, he raises his free servo, "not that there's anything wrong with being a femme. I'm just. Not one."
The humans smile and nod indulgently at him, and the female reporter croons, "Of course you're not, sweetheart. We just want you to know that we find you very pretty. You look so much better cleaned up like this."
He has to remind himself that Autobots do not attack humans.
Turning away, he accidently moves his face directly into Sunstorm's claws, and gets pulled into a shockingly sweet and gentle kiss. He melts into the touch, and when he comes back to his senses, he just barely manages to stop himself from shoving the mech away.
His optic twitches when he realizes the entire thing was caught on film, and yanks the other three bots along. "We're going to a movie, right? Let's get this over with."
Sunstorm pulls him back. "Slow down, my speedy Bee. The organics cannot walk as fast as we can." He smiles charmingly at the reporters, "Please don't take offense. Bee and I are just so happy to be out on another date that it is hard to remember that we have shorter organic companions along."
Bee glares at him. He wants this date to be over already.
Ratchet's amused chuckle does nothing but irritate him further, and he completely did not melt into Sunstorm's gentle touches when he was just about to snap at everyone. They walk to the drive in movie theatre the humans set up just for this, and he just barely cuts off a whine.
Bee had been warned by Sari it was a romantic drama that Arcee and a few of the female reporters picked out. He just hoped that they had a pretty car he could focus on.
It turned out he was destined for disappointment, because every car that turned up on the screen was a sensible or tiny cute thing; nothing with curves or lines that meant speed. He vents out a sigh and actually considers writing up reports for old missions out of boredom when something brushes the top of his head.
Glancing to the side, he sees Sunstorm focusing intently on the film, but his servo is teasing Bee's horns and Primus! The reporters are recording this and the Seeker has no sense of shame at all. He grits his denta, determined not to react.
He does, however, huff angrily when Sunstorm pulls Bee into his lap, wrapping his arms around the minibot's waist. The seeker keeps petting him, and it is increasingly frustrating. He can't get free, and he's trying to fend off gentle touches that the humans don't seem to understand are increasingly invasive. He does not squeak when Sunstorm's claws brush along his peds, around his wheels.
Arcee actually giggles when she sees Sunstorm molesting him right there in public, and curls herself closer to Ratchet. Bee slaps Sunstorm's claws away, but they keep returning to play with his wheel rims, apparently entranced with the way it makes Bee jerk against him.
The humans keep taking pictures, and Primus, the other bots are going to see this. He shoves and struggles and just barely manages to get mostly off of Sunstorm's lap. Then the jet pulls him right back against him again.
The rest of the movie is spent in Sunstorm's lap, fending off touches. He did not spend any curled up in the crook of Sunstorm's arms having gentle murmurs of how loved and wonderful he is whispered in his audio. and when the movie finished, he jumped straight out of the seeker's lap, wanting to take off.
Sunstorm follows him up without even thinking about it, nuzzling into Bee. The minibot moves so the orange bot's servos are no longer caressing his chestplate, and starts to walk off, only to be stopped by one of the humans asking his opinion on the horrible movie.
He's saved by Sunstorm praising every aspect, and saying, "But I wanted to take beautiful Bee out flying with me. He does love speed, and I don't think any of you... humans could keep up. I am certain the ever gorgous and kind Arcee will be happy to talk more. As well as her ever faithful paramour."
The seeker kisses Bee on the temple, and takes to the sky. Bee did not scream like a femme in terror, any of the humans saying that are liars.
After the flight is over, he'll admit it was an amazing experience—the speed was absolutely incredible. During the flight, he's constantly terrified that Sunstorm is going to drop him and he's going to end up a crumpled, damaged pile of scrap metal.
When they land on the ground right next to the door, Bee is still clinging to Sunstorm in silent terror. Sunstorm looks at the minibot in his arms, then at the moon questioningly, then shakes his head. Kissing Bee on his forehead, he carries him into the base, walking past various bots lounging round to head directly to Bee's room.
By the time they enter it, and Bee has been placed on his berth, he's significantly more coherent. Just enough to realize the Seeker only kissed him softly on his lips, and was starting to head out of his room. With absolutely no molesting. While looking depressed.
"Sunstorm," he calls out, softly, half-hoping the Seeker won't hear him. No such luck.
The jet comes bounding back to his side, "Yes, my most sweet, generous Bee?"
"I did enjoy the flight," he looks down, hating the fact that he can feel a blush on his cheeks. "Thank you."
Sunstorm tips his face up, kisses him, glossa sweeping into his mouth. Bee moans into it, and is completely unsurprised with he ends up on Sunstorm's lap with claws teasing his horns again.
When his sparkplate clicks again, he pushes the seeker away, not wanting to go too far too soon. "Enough." He sits up, finding a cloth, and starts to clean off the tiny scuffs this sort of interaction shows on the other bot.
"When we go on another date, we aren't going to have any humans around to videotape or photograph us. Sari has enough blackmail on me, it isn't even funny. Choose another place we can race, and we'll do that there."
Sunstorm stills his servo, "I enjoy showing off your paint, Bee. I'm proud of the marks after I hold you like this."
Bee flushes and manages to finish cleaning him up. "Yeah, well I enjoy not having Sari convinced that we interfaced."
Sunstorm kisses one of his horns. "I'll see you in a few solar cycles, then. Be well, my beautiful Bee."
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Yeah, this was a short update, but I want to do the third date tomorrow, not today.
Do review.