Okay, I'd like to post a warning here that this is the first time I've ever written something like this. So please, for the love of god, let me know if it's bad so I can fix it. The data-port-thing on the back of the head comes from Litahatchee and I use it with her permission.

6. Horny

Backwards Time Skip - Cybertron

Sideswipe wasn't quite sure when or how he got to the femme's quarters. She was currently arching against him and letting out a low moan that made his relays tingle. He had her pressed up against the wall and both her legs were wrapped around his frame. He was pretty sure that things shouldn't be so fuzzy. His optics didn't seem to be working very well and he was having a little trouble staying upright.

The femme slid her smaller hand into a gap between his torso plating and her delicate fingers traced along a clump of wires. He couldn't stop the moan that broke away from his vocalizer. She smirked and leaned in and started to play with the exposed cables around his neck and he had to bite back a hiss.

It was a slow torture; the femme obviously knew what she was doing. Any other time he'd be enjoying himself, but then his spark throbbed in his chassis and he almost jumped. It was pleasurable. It should be. It was also incredibly painful and the next thing he knew, he was bent double over her with his forehead resting against the wall.

"Wow. You're a sensitive one," the femme said as her legs slid down from his waist. Her hands dragged down and caught his own and then she pulled him away from the wall, leading him over to her recharging berth.

He stumbled a little but the femme mistook his cursing and laughed.

His knees caught the low edge of the berth and she pushed on his chassis. He allowed himself to fall back. She started to climb up his frame, eventually settling on straddling his hips. For a long moment, she just sat there, looking at him. It was hard to see with his vision going weird, but he was pretty sure that she smiled at him.

"You know, a lot of us have been watching you," she said. She reached up, her fingers ghosting down his front. "But you didn't seem very interested in anyone."

He tried to formulate a response and ended up grunting, reaching up and to run his larger fingers down her side and hope she didn't notice his incoherency.

"We were starting to think you weren't into it. That you might have someone special."

He knew that there was a question in there somewhere, but for the life of him, he couldn't find it so he said, "Guess not."

His spark gave off another low throb and this time he flinched. This time, the femme noticed. Her features twisted into a frown and she said, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," he said, trying to ignore the harshness in his vocalizer. "Just… just a little…"

She lifted her optic-ridges. "Been a while?"

"Yeah."

"Well, that would do it," she said and leaned in on her elbows. She brought her knees up and he could hear the quiet scraping of their armor sliding together.

"You sure you're up for this?" the femme—Stardust?—said.

He wasn't. The little voice in the back of his mind that said that this was a very bad idea had not shut up since the two left the rec. room. He knew he was over-charged. He knew this femme—or was it Starshine?—was actually very nice and he didn't want to hurt her. He also knew that he was tired of being alone, of feeling like cold slag, and that if he didn't do something about it soon he was pretty sure it was going to kill him. So he grinned and trailed his fingers up her back to the access panel located where her helm met her spinal column.

She grinned too as she leaned far forward, enough to slide her arm around his neck to his own port. He heard the soft snickt as her hand reformed into the interface jack. She looked at him expectantly so he followed suit and lined himself up. And then they plugged in.

The last sensation he had before their systems merged was that something was missing. Someone was missing. And a deep feeling of distress welled up within him.

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