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Because my life is not complete without memes. Stolen from karma_aster and raisedbymoogles.
Comment with two characters I write, and I'll tell you about their first kiss.
Comment with two characters I write, and I'll tell you about their first kiss.
They wrestled in the dewy grass, Drag Strip's deep voice growling in his audial as the Stunticon struggled. Prowl felt like he was running on fumes and elation, cold trickles of dew getting into his joints notwithstanding. He had the Stunticon by one wrist, the cuff he'd slapped on biting into his hand.
Now if he could just get the other one on the fiesty little bastard...
Drag Strip forced his free hand between their two bodies, fingers raking across Prowl's undercarriage. The police car hissed at the goad, arching away for a brief moment, until his logic processors clamored at him that he was reacting to this stimulus in entirely the wrong way-!
The Stunticon's fingers curled and dug into his undercarriage, sending tingling jolts through his systems. Prowl stared at Drag Strip's growing smirk as his fingers dug in deeper.
It was too much. Something snapped in the Autobot- perhaps basic decency, he would think later.
He crushed his mouth against Drag Strip's, demanding what the Stunticon was all too willing to give.
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