Just Dance
Just dance. Gonna be okay.
Da-doo-doo-doo
Just dance. Spin that record babe.
Da-doo-doo-doo
Just dance. Gonna be okay.
Duh-duh-duh-duh
Dance. Dance. Dance. Just dance.
Desirai-Gale raced past the closest Autobot, which happened to be Prowl, before yelling "Hi there cutie" and getting lasers fired at her. Of course, that little yellow cutie would be there. Who else's attention had she been trying to get? Jazz was trying to catch her optic like crazy at nightclubs, Prowl's processor was still reeling from their kiss in the park, and Optimus was trying to figure out how she had known so much about bats. Bumble Bee was the one of the few so far who hadn't noticed her attentions lately. Smirking to herself, she led the smart-alecky little bot on a chase through the city, Prowl chasing after them.
"I'll head her off Prowl!" Was all Bee could yell before D-G heard the familiar sound of Azra's jet engines roaring toward Prowl. He did think that protecting her was important, but he didn't really see the yellow Autobot as a threat, more like a bot that could become an ally under the correct circumstances… Such as Shockwave's proposed reprogramming, though Azra wanted Bee all to himself.
However, he was willing to share with his sister, hence why he was attacking Prowl. He wanted to let Des get her servos on that little yellow cutie. A few hours later, Bee was chasing her into an old abandoned area that was scheduled for construction. Doing a wheelie, Des went from cycle to 'Con and wrapped the shadows around her hand and into a sword as Bumble Bee transformed and got his stingers charged. He wasn't expecting her to wrap the shadows around his stingers and slam him into the wall.
"What the frag are you-" Bee was cut off by her lips pressed onto his, and her servos began to make themselves familiar with his smaller frame. He could feel his frame heating up, and he let out a moan as the 'Con femme pressed her body closer and dragged him into the building. After a few rushed seconds Bee found that he was not only bound but unable to call for any kind of help.
"Don't try to fight the music, Little Bee. Just give in…"Desirai purred into his ear as she wrapped a leg around him and pulled him into another kiss. One overload later Bee was even more confused than ever as he raced back to the base. Prowl, on the other hand, was busy recharging form the aftermaths of his recent interface with Azra. Seemed that brother and sister had a similar choice in mechs…
Roses have thorns they say.
And we're all gettin' hosed tonight.
What's going on on the floor?
I love this record baby, but I can't see straight anymore.
Keep it cool what's the name of this club?
I can't remember but it's alright, alright.
