Title: So Close

Rating: PG-13

Continuity: G1?

Characters: Prowl, Jazz

Disclaimer: Don't own

Prompt: 2."So close …."


Feb. 9, 2013


"Jazz."

"Yes, Prowl?" the saboteur asked with an innocent look.

The tactician said nothing, simply looking down at him, gold optics sparkling fiercely from under the brilliant red chevron. Jazz wilted.

"I'll get rid of it."

"See that you do. It is unbecoming of the Autobot Third in Command to be seen in such... apparel."

Glancing down at his frame, embarrassed, Jazz had to agree. Sort of. He was posed in a rather seductive sprawl over their shared berth with a human "maid" costume on. He had expected Prowl to... well, Prowl did surprise him on a surprisingly regular basis. Perhaps this hadn't been the best way to get his attention this night.

A tiny portion of his processor argued that he had gotten Prowl's attention – just not in the way he wanted it.

"Slag it, so close..." he muttered under his ex-vents, and the tactician raised an optic ridge.

"Perhaps," he murmured, leaning down and splaying a hand over Jazz's chassis plates, "a bit closer than you believed. Shall I help you remove those items, Jazz?"

"Frag yeah."

And then again, perhaps it had garnered the exact kind of attention he wanted...