Understood
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Chapter 16
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Tailgate was glad when his current client finally overloaded. Their hips had been clanging together nearly non-stop for five breems in twice as many positions, strong arms gripping the minibot and stronger legs propelling the mech's hips forward. And admittedly the overload was a spectacular one. The big tricolor mech climaxed with an amazing release of charge, his back arching and every component shuddering and electricity crackling over every bit of his frame from wingtips to ankles. He wailed a sound that tore through the heavy drone of their cooling systems and Tailgate's own whimpering. The overload continued for some two full kliks, the mech jerking erratically against Tailgate's hips and a sea of transfluid spilling between them.
When it was finally over the big mech listed to the side and then with a deep groan collapsed to the berth, his frame continuing to shudder for at least another breem as his hydraulics hissed in exhaustion.
Finally regaining himself, a white arm reached for Tailgate and pulled the minibot in close. "Thank you," he whispered into an audial port. "Thank you. That was perfect." He sighed blissfully, reveling another full-frame shudder, as his processors drifted into the post-release euphoria.
"Mmm..." Tailgate responded noncommittally.
"I know I take a while, but it's very worth it."
Tailgate squeezed the dark grey hand that had somehow entwined with his.
The tricolor... something... pulled him closer, wrapping himself comfortably against Tailgate's frame. Tailgate still hadn't figured out what this client's alt-mode was. Four wings. Treads. Wheels. Thrusters. Charge focusers. Guns. Cockpit. This one had it all. Some kind of triple-changer was the best he could guess. Certainly he was a Decepticon officer out slumming in Overdock."Now for my favorite part," was the accompanying statement, one voiced with something of a dangerous-sounding purr. The big mech nuzzled his faceplate against Tailgate's cowling, apparently having dropped his white mask.
Tailgate tensed. After all that pounding he wasn't sure he had anything left for his client. He was low on fuel and his valve surely needed a full lining replacement. "What would you like?" he asked nervously.
The hand squeezed back. "Just lie there, little guy, and let me cuddle you for the rest of our time."
"A cuddle?" was the surprised response.
"Something wrong with that?"
"No. No of course not. I just wasn't expecting that of someone of... of your persuasion."
The tricolor mech chuckled drowsily. "I suppose you're not used to being asked for it of those you entertain."
"No," was the honest answer. He and Swerve still cuddled, but as for their clients, rarely were any of them were interested in more than the interfacing.
"Think you can handle my perversion?"
It was Tailgate's turn to chuckle. He'd definitely not expected a sense of humor along with an affectionate side when the big war-framed mech had strode up to him on the street, put a strong hand on his shoulder, tilted him back for a better look, and said simply and coldly: "You'll do. What's the rate?" Apparently he'd really needed that overload given the complete change in personality.
"That's why I like a smaller partner. Easier to get my arms around him."
Tailgate lay there, his frame cooling and his head resting against an aqua-blue chestplate, as his client indulged himself in stroking Tailgate's plating and lightly massaging his cabling. Sometimes he pressed a kiss to Tailgate's frame. It was a strange thing for a Decepticon warrior of such magnitude to want such intimacy, especially with a statusless streetwalker. But Tailgate was happy to oblige. It was a lot nicer way to wind down a session than getting fragged pointlessly until the time ran out, and then the mech either begging for free time or throwing him out of the rented room.
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"Understood" continues in Chapter 17
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Author Note: Besides the obvious few, most of Tailgate's clients in this story are OC's. This chapter is an exception. I had to sneak in one of my favorite Decepticons somewhere.
Thank you!
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