A/N: Just to let you all know, I'm writing this while half asleep, so if it's bad…I'll blame it on that. R&R. Enjoy!

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Jeans

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Optimus may not have been human, but he was humane and he was a living being who had a spark, a soul as Cade had called it, and that meant that he had feelings. Being alive and being able to feel emotions also meant that he had temptations. Aside from that, he was, technically, male and, like all males, he had urges. Even he could not suppress all of his urges, though he did manage to control many of them.

However, Optimus could not stop his instincts from reacting and taking over every time he saw Cade in a pair of jeans.

That being said, it couldn't just be any pair of jeans. If that were the case, well, Optimus and Cade would never get anything done aside from each other (and while Optimus would not mind that, he did have other obligations as did Cade). No, the jeans in question had to be the ones that had the hole in the left knee and just so happened to hug Cade's legs and buttocks perfectly.

In his robotic form, Optimus could examine Cade quite thoroughly when he had those jeans on. Every angle, every curve, every wrinkle was already committed to memory, but that did not stop Optimus from looking anyway.

When he was in his holoform, however, those jeans never remained on Cade for very long. As a matter of fact, Optimus would often push Cade up against any available surface – and if one wasn't available, he'd make one, especially if they were in the barn – with his hands gripping Cade's bottom, squeezing it just so in a way that made Cade groan wantonly and caused Optimus' spark to throb with desire and need. Clothes would be shed and they would have the most amazing intercourse Optimus had ever known. Of course, someone almost always interrupted them, but they rarely ever paid any mind to the interruptions and proceeded as usual.

Needless to say, even if Optimus was in his robotic form, he would quickly shift to his holoform and the cycle would begin all over again.

Today, Cade just so happened to be wearing those jeans and Optimus was watching him very closely. He watched his every move, every shift, and he could not help but notice – not for the first time – just how perfectly those jeans fitted Cade's buttocks. Already having been in his holoform, Optimus knew that it'd only be a matter of time before things escalated and when they did, there would be no stopping it. It was like a snowball tumbling down a snow covered hill; once it got started, it would only increase in size and there was no way to stop it. Even if there was, Optimus wouldn't want to.

"It's rude–to stare, y'know," came Bumblebee's voice from beside him. Optimus looked down from his perch on his stool and gazed at the young scout.

In his holoform, Bumblebee looked like a teenager. His blonde hair had a few slight curls and he had a cowlick that he would either manage to hide or it would merely stick out like a sore thumb. Just like the rest of the Autobots, Bumblebee had blue eyes that were bright, though not as bright as they usually were. Tanned, smooth skin allowed him to fit in perfectly with the local Paris, Texas teenagers, although Bumblebee was the only teen Optimus had seen that wore yellow clothing constantly, either a yellow shirt or hooded sweatshirt accompanied by black jeans and sneakers. Yes, Bumblebee looked just like a rambunctious teenager and it certainly fit his personally, which had not changed one bit.

"I was merely observing what Cade was working on in case he needs assistance," Optimus said and it was partially true. That was why he was in the barn to begin with and he was usually able to assist him better in his holoform as it was easier for him to help Cade with the smaller details and such.

"Yeah, observing-his ass," Bumblebee replied in his broken speech. Optimus would have repaired it himself, but Bumblebee had said that he enjoyed having it that way, so he allowed his youngest Autobot to have his way.

"I cannot predict Cade's every movement," Optimus countered.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You just like-seeing that fiiiiiine piece of-ass," Bumblebee said and grinned up at him. "It is a nice ass."

"Bumblebee, why are you in here?" Optimus asked him, wanting to get off the subject.

"I got bored-playing Mario Kart with-Shane and Crosshairs. So I came-out here and-you're staring again," Bumblebee explained.

"Go back inside. I believe it is almost time for dinner, is it not?" Optimus said. Since he and his Autobots had been using their holoforms more and more, they had become accustomed to human food. If made properly, it could be quite delectable, they had all found.

"You just want me gone-so you can-have your sweet, sweet way-with Cade," Bumblebee replied, his grin widening.

"I gave you an order," Optimus said. He was growing slightly agitated, more so because Cade was bent over and they both had a fantastic view of his jean clad rear. The temptation to take Cade right then and there had been growing since he had entered the barn and it was now reaching its peak, hence why he was being so short with Bumblebee.

"I'm goin'-I'm goin'-see me? I'm gone," Bumblebee said as he made his way towards the door. "But hurry up. Dinner is almost done-like you said." With that, he left the barn, closing the door tightly behind him.

"What did Bee want?" Cade asked as he stood up and put his torch down. Optimus licked his lips and started towards him.

"To tell us that dinner was almost complete, but we already knew that," Optimus said as he reached for Cade. He grabbed him, his hands planted firmly on Cade's butt, squeezing it and reveling in how it felt in his large hands. A small smile crossed his lips and he bent to kiss Cade's neck.

"Y-yeah. We did, didn't we?" Cade replied.

They didn't say anything else after that, at least, nothing intelligible. Optimus never thought he would cherish any kind of clothing article, let alone jeans, but he was very happy that they existed and that they fit Cade so perfectly.