A/N: This one is mine. Sorry, guys, I had already started this when you began requesting more Jazz stuff, and this is what got finished first. Enjoy!
WARNING! OC's are involved, so please, be nice. Also, there is a huge, long, intro, background dialogue thinger. You may skip to the good stuff if you so wish, but it may make more sense if you read all the way through.
Moonblaster/Sunstreaker (G1)
"The Challenge"
Moonblaster sighed. This Sunday had to be one of the most boring days she had ever had to endure. Not even reading web comics, or watching gifs of humans falling off of stuff could keep her amused for more than 3 minutes. So, the red and black fighter-jet femme had taken over the couch in the rec room. Hands behind her head and feet crossed over the arm rest, it was as comfortable as it was going to get. She shut down her optics, hoping to get some rest, at least, when she heard footsteps approaching. She on-lined one optic and looked up at the golden warrior. "'Ello, Sunny." She greeted tiredly.
"That's 'Sunstreaker', Moony." He responded, boredom oozing on his words.
"That's 'Moonblaster', Sunny."
"Oh, don't even get started, femme."
"So, what d'you want, O glorious one?" She asked, on-lining the other optics as well, and bending her knees so that the vain mech could sit on the end of the couch.
"I was thinking earlier today,"
"Tha's a shocker!" The femme interrupted.
"and this is probably the best idea-No, scratch that. This is the best idea I've ever had." He continued as if she hadn't said anything.
"You say that every time you get an idea." The femme paused, then giggled. "Which isn' very of'en..."
"Let me finish!" He whined. He waited until she had--to his satisfaction--stopped talking, before he went on to say: "We should go out."
She snorted and laughed loudly as she sat up, her whole chassis convulsing with chuckles. "Tha's a good one, Sunny." She said when the giggles had subsided somewhat.
"No, I was serious."
"Oh." The smile faded, then instantly reappeared. "I would say sorry, but your ego needs to be kicked a little. Actually, a lot."
The golden mech glared at her until she stopped giggling again, so he could explain. "It's perfect (like me!), we're both bored out of our processors, you're sexy, I'm sexier, we're both single...it works out great! (like me!)"
Moonblaster rolled her optics. "See, tha's where you went wrong, love. Femmes normally don't go for mechs tha' compliment themselves excessively."
"It's not excessive!"
She sighed. 'Tell ya what...If you can go a week without complimenting yourself, admiring yourself, and pampering yourself, I might try you on."
"Yes!" He exclaimed, jumping off the couch triumphantly. "I'm so awesome, I can beat your challenge, no..." His voice trailed off and his face fell. "shit. That one doesn't count."
"Ooh! One catch!" She yelled, grinning. He raised an optic ridge. "The stuff you usually reserve for yourself, like the compliments and whatnot, must go to other bots."
Sunstreaker's face fell further. "I can't do this!"
"Tha's the spirit!" She replied, giggling.
"You'd better appreciate this." He threatened. He almost started to tell her just how good of a lay he was, but caught himself just in time. 'Besides, she'll find out soon enough.'
"Oh, we'll see." She paused. "So where's Sides?"
"Huh...? He asked, looking like a kicked puppy.
"I 'ave a week." She reminded him. "Besides, I am bored out of my processor. Might as well find someone to do." She stood up and stretched, then shooed the mech out of the room. "Go on, go do some good deeds."
The mech reluctantly walked out of the base and transformed.
The femme walked straight towards the med bay.
"I don't ever want to catch you doing something like that again!" Ratchet bellowed.
The door openedand the red twin sauntered out, soon to have a wrench thrown at his head. "Ow! Jeeze!" He complained, rubbing the back of his head with one hand. His expression brightened when he saw the femme. "Hey, Moony."
"You will not believe the deal I just made with Sunny."
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Throughout the week, Sunstreaker was at his best, doing whatever it took to help out or help lighten someone's day. As much as he hated to admit it, he was actually having fun!
Moonblaster, however, wasn't so well off. It didn't matter where she slept at night, the golden mech was front and foremost in her processor and she had nearly moaned Sunstreaker's name while interfacing with Sideswipe. Needless to say, she had mentally kicked herself after wards. She was just lucky that their names started with the same letter. It was on Thursday that she finally cracked.
"Hey, Moonblaster." Sunstreaker greeted cheerfully as he waltzed into the bar and grabbed his morning barrel of high-grade. H e took one look at her--gazing gloomily into a half-empty barrel--and took a seat next to her. "Hey, no offense or anything, but you look tired." The femme merely grunted at this. "Is something wrong? Are you having second thoughts?" She nodded. "Oh." His disappointment was obvious, on his face and in his voice.
Before he could say anything else, she spoke. "I am 'aving second thoughts...about finishing the week like this." She got up off of her bar stool and walked to the wall, keeping her back turned to the mech.
"...Huh...?" The Golden warrior asked as he followed her.
She set her barrel down and whirled around, pinning the vain mech to the wall. At last, he caught on, raising an optic ridge sexily. "Baby," She whispered seductively in his audio. "you can be as vain as you want." He gave her a curious look. "I've decided I like you better that way."
"Nah." He declined. "I find it's more fun to be..." He paused as he ran a hand down Moonblaster's side. "considerate."
The femme gave an involuntary shudder of delight and let go of the mech's shoulders, only to grab his head and pull it closer to her own. Her lips instantly latched onto his and she watched his optics widen and brighten in surprise, then dim down to a soft blue glow, and relax into a dreamy expression. A soft groan of satisfaction escaped Sunstreaker's vocal processor as the kiss grew more passionate with each passing second.
"Hey, wha's goin' on in..." Jazz's voice trailed off as he saw Moonblaster and Sunstreaker going at it like there was no tomorrow. "Hey! C'mon, you two! I's too early fo' this!"
Moonblaster twisted her head around and looked at the black and white mech in partial annoyance. "I's never too early." She objected. "An' you're jus' jealous." With that, Sunstreaker took control and grabbed Moonblaster's hand off of his head and led her off.
"Let's go somewhere where we won't be bothered." They went to his room and the door immediately shut behind them, sound-proofing the room. The vain, golden mech didn't hesitate in removing all of his armor, proudly showing off his long, thick, golden cock.
"Ohh..." She crooned. "And all this time, I thought you were compensating for something." Without hesitation, she removed her own armor and grabbed onto his rod, shoving his towards the recharge bed slowly, as she jerked him off. He sighed slightly and the red and black femme smiled. She had ways of making him scream. Whether or not she would use them on him, was the question. As he sat down on the edge of the bed, the femme planted a kiss on his lips, then moved down to his neck and placed a firm hand on his chest as she pushed him onto his back on the bed. He gave her a mildly perplexed look and she chuckled as she let go of his cock and crawled on top of him.
"Moonblaster, please..keep jerking me off." He asked, not about to throw away his dignity and beg for something that he could do himself.
She smiled sadistically as she moved her face down and began kissing and licking his chest, paying special attention to his nipples. "Naw... You 'aven't...earned it." The indignant look on Sunstreaker's face caused Moonblaster to smile broader. "I want you to beg for release."
"I'm not begging." He said, remaining defiant.
"So you say now. Dun worry, love. I'll change your mind." She responded mischeivously, her Bristish accent and the sensual tone that coated it making the mech whimper with intense arousal. "Looks like it won't take long." She smirked. Slowly, she ran a teasing hand down the mech's muscular body, down to his cock. She grabbed onto it and squeezed as hard as he could, earning a yelp of surprise from the vulnerable mech.
"Oh...ow..." He groaned, wincing slightly. He then moaned as she loosened her grip and began jerking him off again. "Oh, yes..." His optics were so dimmed, that it seemed as if they were deactivated. She smiled. She was right; it wouldn't take long to get him to beg. She rubbed the sensitive tip with her thumb and relished the sharp gasp she was rewarded with. It didn't take too much more of this before the vain twin finally gave in. "Please, Moonblaster! I'm begging you! Let me have you!" Sunstreaker didn't even wait for an answer before he flipped the femme onto her back and looked down at her triumphantly. He leaned down and kissed her on the lips, taking control. "I shoulda warned you. I always come out on top." He smiled. "Now, about that lay..." He allowed his voice to trail off as he ran a hand down to the femme's port, rubbing her softly. She gave a delicious shudder and sigh in response and the mech decided that he was finished waiting. He grabbed onto his hard interface unit and positioned it at her entrance, then paused for a bit.
"Oh...Sunny.." Moonblaster moaned, putting her hands on his shoulders and gripping them tightly.
The mech hesitated no longer. Slowly, he pushed himself into her, until he was sheathed to the hilt. She shuddered and arched her chassis closer to his own, silently begging him to touch her, to kiss her, to have his way with her. Just as slowly as he pushed himself in, he began to pull out, then push back in, again and again, moaning and grunting until Moonblaster climaxed. Then he took his own. "Ahh! Ohh...Sunstreaker!" He screamed as he took his release inside the femme.
She gave him a look that wasn't dirty, but not particularly clean either.
"What?" He gasped, his chest heaving. "You said I could be as vain as I wanted." He said in his defense.
"Yeah, but that's going a little too far."
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Sorry this took me so long. I had a little problem called writer's block. And I didn't get much time to myself. What do you guys think of this pairing? I, personally, had a lot of fun wirting it. Also, those who loved the first chapter, I want 3 MORE VOTES! If not, then...
Moony