All In A Day's Work: Sam x Bumblebee
After Optimus and Ironhide had left the room, Ratchet turned to face Bumblebee.
"Well, if you want you can stay here. Wait for him to wake up and than you may ask him for his consent, and I don't doubt that he will not refuse your company. Do not be scared, Bumblebee. He is much more accepting than most humans could ever be." And then without another word, the medic left the room, the door sliding with a hiss behind him.
Bumblebee stood silently, considering Ratchet's comment. He knew that he shouldn't be afraid, but rejection still lingered in his processor and that itched at him like a bit of sand that sometimes got caught in one of his gears. As gently as he could, he laid on of his fingers on the tousled hair, reveling in the softness.
"Mmmph, not now, Bee." A hand limply flopped on the sheets like a fish. "Tired."
Sam opened his eyes slowly, the lids slightly crusted from his slumber. Shifting around in his warm blanket, he settled on sleeping on his side. There was an odd stinging of pain whenever he tried sleeping on his back, but he put that out of his mind. He was too tired and warm to actually care. Then his eyes wrenched open.
Oh God. It was Bumblebee.
His best friend was standing right there in a room where he had just had one of the best moments of sex in his life.
With his goddamn fucking Medic, no less.
He shot up, blanket flying away. Flustered, he struggled to get it wrapped around him to cover his nakedness. Sam ran a hand over his red face.
"I-uhm. So I guess you know, right?"
"It… is all right. You were never mine to begin with, Sam. …But we are friends, and I will cherish that bond for millennia to come." Silver toed feet came into view, and Sam watched from underneath his hair that Bumblebee had knelt in front of him. A yellow servo gently touched the area over Sam's chest, right over his heart. A faint pulse waved over the boy, and although Sam wasn't looking up at his face, he could feel the emotion radiating from the bot.
"I'm glad that we've met."
Sam couldn't look at his best friend's face because his heart felt like it was drowning in guilt. His first time was with Ratchet. Now that Sam had thought about it, maybe it should have been with Bee. Sam grasped Bumblebee's offered hand with a carefulness that he has always given Bee.
"I'm so sorry Bee. I-I should have thought this over better."
"You shouldn't feel guilty. I have spent most of my time in the War helping Ratchet, and I have learned that Ratchet would never intentionally hurt anyone. I would trust him with my life. I suppose he is almost like my guardian, since I was not old enough to handle the pain of battle." Silver digits touched soft skin, as Bee's spark was relishing the fact of having that delicious contact. "As much as I don't want to admit, it was probably for the best that you were with someone experienced as Ratchet."
Suddenly, a single finger ran up the human's jaw line, before stopping to tilt the face to look at his blazing blue optics. The Autobot's spark was racing.
"But would you be willing to do the same with me?"
Sam gulped, his heart starting to beat fast. One part of him was telling him that this is good, he should be glad. But another was holding him back. He didn't want to go so fast, because he wanted this time to be special. But he loved Bee as much as anyone, and if that made him happy, he was willing to do anything.
"Of course, Bee. But could you please wait until tomorrow? I'm still kind of tired."
Bumblebee couldn't help but give an internal sigh of relief. "Yes Sam. Take your rest."
Those few hours couldn't have gone slower, as Bee patiently waited for his charge to sleep.
"… what the hell is this, Mikaela?"
Sam had woken up a few hours ago, not before Mikaela came to whisk him away and force him in the bathroom with no clothes. The girl couldn't help but squeal. Well, almost. It was more of a crazy smile and clenched eyes while she shook around madly. But she would have felt happy either way, because she had managed yet again in squeezing Sam into another of her costumes. This time it consisted of even less of what he wore last time.
"Well, he does like cats…"
He was stark naked, save for the tight black boxer briefs that accentuated his backside. But the thing that annoyed him the most were a pair of matching cat ears that were propped in his hair. A red leather collar was secured around his neck. Sam started to shiver.
"I honestly don't know why I bother doing this. I wore that fucking nurse costume with my dignity dragging on the ground. Ratch didn't even notice or say anything about it."
"Oh yeah?" Mikaela huffed up her chest and started to talk in a low seductive voice. "The nurse shouldn't protest, they should assist." The brunette doubled over and started to laugh, holding her sides when she saw her former boyfriend's expression.
She chuckled. "You honestly want me to believe he didn't like the role-playing?"
"Oh my god, you were listening?"
"Nah, he told me."
Sam was speechless.
"Great- just great, I can't believe that you guys are talking about my sex-life. Er, even though it's with a bunch of alien robots. But let me get this straight," He ran a hand over his face.
"Do all Cybertronians have a role playing fetish?"
"I don't know, but I'm having fun. But Ratchet did tell me at one point that it was a very popular custom on Cybertron to… erm… 'package' their sparkmates when they wanted to get frisky. You know, when they want to act like the dominant mech or femme. It surprised me, but I guess different species aren't really different at all."
Mikaela watched as Sam started to rub at his arms. It was quite cold at NEST. "Humph." Sam patted around his backside, expecting something that resembled a tail, but didn't manage to find anything of the sort. "What, no tail?"
"So you do like it?" The teenager chirped out hopefully.
"Fuck no! I just think it's missing something. Cat ears and no tail?"
"Oh, don't worry. I gave the rest of the costume to Bee already. It's very nice." She smiled in a way that started to freak out Sam. She then gathered her things and started to walk out of the room.
"Where're you going?"
"To my room, obviously. I want to order more stuff."
Almost as soon as she left the room, the door closing behind her, another presence acknowledged itself as a whirr of gears were to be heard. "Hello, Sam. Are you ready?" The boy unexpectedly felt a finger touch and rub at his tailbone, just above the human's entrance. Bumblebee was curious of the appendages appearing out of Sam's hair, but secretly from research and information from Mikaela he quietly understood the fetishes of the inhabitants of Earth.
"I guess so. Uhm, so Mikaela put this up to you, right? Sorry about it."
"Cybertronians generally enjoy that pastime now and then. And look! Mikaela has provided me with a few things to help me. She was awfully enthusiastic though. " Bumblebee then proceeded to bring out in one hand something furry into view.
It was a cattail. But it wasn't just any cattail, because at one of the ends was attached what looked like a black rubber butt plug.
This didn't look like a very good start. Damn Mikaela!
Bumblebee also brought out in the other hand a bottle of heat releasing lubricant, and Sam could hear the yellow mech whistle in excitement. "Don't worry Sam, She told me how to use it, and I think everything should be fine after preparation. Turn around… and go on your hands and knees." Sam felt like Bumblebee was starting to enjoy the sensation of being in control. He meekly did as he was told, his frame shaking slightly from the cold room and knowing what was going to come.
Bumblebee crouched behind him, admiring the scene before him.
"Very good Sam. That position suits you." Metal fingers reached out and jerked the tight fabric of the briefs downward, earning a startled cry, until Sam's quivering opening was in full view. Bee's spark jumped excitedly, and he felt an uncomfortably tight sensation in his crotch plate. Setting to work, Bumblebee poured a liberal amount of lubricant, watching it drip down between the boy's thighs to pool into the briefs. Coating his own fingers with the substance, the mech started to work one of his fingers into the sensitive hole.
Sam's cock twitched as he felt the thick member work it's way in, gently nudging at his prostate. He had to suppress a groan of pleasure from the amazing feeling he was experiencing once again. His legs were starting to feel hot from both the lube and from the sensation of being fingered, but everything felt so amazing that he didn't care much of the strange heat.
After a while of exploring, Bee's finger was removed with a pop, and replaced with something blunt and cold. Sam crazily thought that this was Bumblebee preparing to impale him with his length, but when he twisted his head to look, the yellow mech was actually pushing in the black cattail toy instead.
But why was he so disappointed?
"Does Kitty… want to play?" Bumblebee hummed, and started to tug the tail back and forth, which proceeded to extract moans from the boy. He started to mewl in short gasps, which was quite cute to the mech. It satisfied him knowing that he had this kind of control with the brave human, who had managed to accomplish so much for all of them. He reached under the flexible body and brushed his charge's cock.
The human's back arched, his head thrust back and his body a perfect curve of pleasure as his toes curled in the throes of orgasm. Everything was so wet and slippery and hot…
"P-pleease, Bee… I… I want….
"Tell me Sam. What you want me to do." He undid the latches on his straining crotch plate, until his member flipped out into view. He took a few experimental strokes of touching himself, and was excited at the thought of finally taking his best friend. His spark then leapt in it's casing, when Sam reached out behind him with both his hands to spread his ass apart even further. Lidded eyes and wet pink lips beckoned to him teasingly. The tail started to slip out from the motion, fluid gushing out.
"Just-just fuck me…"
Bumblebee wasted no time, pulling out the toy roughly. The boy cried out from the sudden movement, and another groan escaped from his throat when he felt the blunt tip of Bumblebee's cock push against his stretched hole. The mech had started to rotate his hips side to side in order to increase the amount of awareness for Sam on what he was going to do, continuing until he was sheathed inside.
"Oh Sam. Just look at you, starving for my touch. Is this how cats act when they are in heat?" Bee slipped into the moist warmth, increasing the speed while kneeling over his lover as he was starting to rise higher and higher in an overload. His servos grasped at the ground, crunching the concrete into dust as the bright yellow paint on his knees turned into gray scratches. Sam's body was sweating in rivulets and flushed pink, his ass propped into the air as Bee continued to thrust. He was so close… he didn't want it to ever stop.
"BEE!" Sam then sobbed out, eyes rolling into the back of his head and mouth rolling back as his orgasm splurged out, leaving a white mess on the ground. Bumblebee wasn't too far off the trail either, and his optics began to shutter on and off as his overload has reached its peek. He filled the tight hole with a gushing hot liquid, until it ran down the boy's thighs to mix with the lubricant. Bee finished with a few stiff thrusts, before eventually pulling out his cock.
He affectionately ran his finger down Sam's pale skin, who in turn after having his orgasm, plopped down in exhaustion onto his side to avoid falling into his own mess.
However, the Autobot had noticed that he felt almost as if he has had a good recharge, for his body did not feel strained at all. Moments like these between meches and femmes were considered to be a tiring act, but Bee begged to differ. He felt amazing, as he positively hummed with renewed energy.
"Sam… I feel different. Could this be from just now?" The body beneath him twitched from the after effects, tired but still awake.
"I guess so Bee. Ratch did mention something about you guys being attracted to me because of Allspark energy." Sam sat up, using the stained briefs to wipe the remains of his and the mech's orgasm. He winced when he felt the oil drip out of his hole, and silently wiped it off.
"I'll explain after Bee. Could you take me to one of the showers, first?" He stood up, but blushed when he looked down.
"And some clothes please. I don't want to have to explain to Will why I'm walking around naked."
TBC
Haha, were you surprised when Sam wore a Cat boy costume? (Well, not really.) I honestly didn't think about it like that at first, but than I though that maybe Bee was the type to like cats. XD I got a bit lazy with this one :/ sorry lol