Onward with drabble #8!
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FANDOM: G1
CHARACTER OR PAIRING: Prowl/Sideswipe
PROMPT: Candy
RATING: PG-ish
REQUESTED BY: papercrownqueen via LJ
"You know you're on duty, right?"
Sideswipe broke from his trance, the lollipop stilling in his mouth. He looked up from his post outside the Ark, the candy hanging from his slightly gaped mouth. Prowl glared at him, standing there with one hand on his hip and a pile of datapads beneath his arm. Sideswipe grinned widely, sliding the lollipop to the other side of his mouth. "Heya, Prowler," he chuckled.
"What are you eating?" Prowl demanded. He pointed to the wiggling white stick. "You were instructed to refuel before duty two cycles ago."
"This is called a 'lollipop,' Prowler; well, a really huge one. It's candy; or really sweet stuff humans snack on. The staff at that one diner we salvaged from the 'Con's made us some extra big for us in gratitude," Sideswipe explained. He let it pop out of his mouth, holding it up. It was a sphere of pink and swirls of red. "They say the taste is called 'cherry.' Looks good, huh?"
Prowl sighed. "You shouldn't be 'snacking' on the job, Sideswipe. I saw you playing around with it on my way down here. There's a 45% you may get distracted while messing around with that--"
"Ah, Prowl, spare the lecture," Sideswipe sighed. He leaned forward, wagging the lollipop in front of Prowl's perplexed faceplates. "It's okay, really. Don't be so uptight. Why not have a lick? It's really appeasing to the taste sensors!"
Prowl pushed his hand aside. "No," he scowled. "Now throw it away."
Sideswipe groaned. "Fine fine fine. Lemme just..." He paused before pressing his long glossa against the bulb of pink candy. Prowl's door wings twitched as he watched Sideswipe slowly take a long lick around the lollipop. His optics were fluttered by the delicious taste and he gave his mouth another probe with the tasty treat. The way he looked so content and how he was sucking that candy...
That's when Sideswipe chomped down, shattering the lollipop to shards of sugar. Prowl winced, door wings giving a tense shudder. Sideswipe licked the corners of his mouth as he chewed up the pieces and smiled over at the flustered strategist. "There," he smirked.
"Get back to work," Prowl grumbled and quickly marched off.
