Marvin's Marvelous Mechanical Museum

by rainlightautumn

A collection of various drabbles, mostly centered on Jazz and Prowl, with the occasional medic and seeker trine popping in from time to time. Oh, and Santa Claus. But it's okay--Skywarp knows him. Pop culture references galore.

3. Please Sir, May I Have Another?

AN: So, this drabble is arguably smutty. Almost popped my botsmut cherry, lol. XD

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Prompt: "Please sir, may I have another?" {123 words}

Prowl dropped to his back with his optics off, his intakes working to cool his systems. He hadn't been laying there for more than a half a breem before the weight on his arm shifted so that it was straddling his hips. Prowl onlined his optics to see Jazz's leer and couldn't even protest as the saboteur slid open the panel covering Prowl's interfacing equipment.

"Jazz!" He managed as the mech made connection. The name came out as more a moan than an admonishment.

Jazz chuckled huskily and leaned down to give a drugging kiss to the tactician. As he drew away, he leaned up to Prowl's audio receptors. "Please sir," he murmured, and it made Prowl fairly writhe, "may I have another?"