Time skip: 20 vorns
Jazz POV: I sighed, swishing my cube of highgrade as I watched the star slip below the towers of Iacon. The city lights flickered below my balcony. So far this was the only city we'd really done much with. There weren't enough of us to warrant rebuilding everything yet, but we were making progress. Praxis was next on the list when we out grew here, then my home city of Polyhex. Arms circled around my waist and I smiled, glancing back at Samantha, or Ricochet as she became known after over indulging in highgrade. "You're stressed..." Fingers slid along my middle and she pulled me back some. "Why don't we go hunting? I'm sure I can find someone that the world would be better off without." My engine growled, shaking my frame as she smirked up at me. "Ya got someone in mind already. Who put themselves on yer radar this time meh love?" I picked her up, setting her on the small table as I stepped between her legs, trapping her there. Our lips meet and she looped an arm around my neck. I had been quite surprised when she had approached me the first time after a hunting trip and asked to go along. Even more so when she was the one to offer up a victim just a few cycles after that. "I've been watching girls go missing for a while, finally found out where they're being taken away to. They have at least 5 guys running things there. Should keep you busy for a bit." Her fingers walked up my chest and I rested my forehelm against her's. "What are we waiting for meh love? Let's get to earth..." Her optics brightened in excitement and I chuckled low. She was beginning to enjoy this as much as I was and I did so love to watch her hunt. Something about that made it even more pleasurable than my solo trips. A dark chuckle made me shiver with arousal and I pulled her from the table once more so we could get going...
Screams filled the stale air in damp bunker and I leaned more fully into my prey, overload racing through my systems as I heard who ever Ricochet had gurgling on their own blood. The man in my grasp was gasping for air against my closed hand as the other peeled away the skin along his belly, sinking my fingers into it as he thrashed mutely against me. Hot sticky blood bubbled between my claws and I felt something pop as I reached in deeper. His eyes got so wide I thought they might fall right out and he arched forward. Tears ran down his face and I saw the life leave his eyes. The body pinned against the wall gave several more violent jumps as his brain fired off a few last signals to muscles that were already dead. Frantic foot steps sounded coming at me and I reached out just in time to grab the panicked man and sink my denta into his neck making him scream. A glare burning into my back drew my attention to Ricochet who was watching me with a pout. "Ahm sorry lil lady, did ah take yer toy?" She stamped her ped, closing the space between us. "Yes. You already took the other 4 down and this is only my second." I chuckled. Pushing the screaming man toward her. "He's all yer's. Ya know ah love to watch ya." Her lips pulled up and she slammed him into the wall, holding him there was she kissed me hotly. After a second she pulled away, licking her lips. "Mmm, makes me hungry." My engine snarled with arousal, charge rapidly rebuilding as I watched her slice away the flesh from his chest and pop open his rib cage. Her glossa darted out, running over his frantically beating heart and I fingered along my spike, pumping it. A scream louder than the rest escaped as her fingers disappeared inside his chest cavity making his eyes bug out. Ricochet hummed lowly, nibbling at the pieces of flesh inside and I lost my battle to keep my hands to myself. A chuckle sounded from her as I stepped forward and she opened her valve right way, letting me sink into it as she held the quivering man against the wall. My denta caught her neck, sinking into the mark I'd given her before and she bucked back into me, urging me deeper. My hips meet her's, pushing her forward until we were flush against our prey, keeping him pinned with only our weight. She shook against me, keening out her delight as his eyes fluttered, the light in them quivering like shattered glass. Overload raced through my frame again and I bucked into her. Keeping us flush as all my fluid was drawn up into her sparkling tank, building our little mech's frame...