Crazy fic for new fandom.
'Kay. I watched the Transformer's movie about a week ago and my slasher brain went nuts. I'm not going to give reasons in case there are some who are still reading my journal and haven't seen it yet. Anyway, slasher brain + certain characters + a community for that pairing = fic!
Title: Unexpected
Pairing: Bee/Sam
Rating: Mature
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Warnings: Dub-con, un-beta'd.
A/N: My first Transformer's fic and first Dub-con. gulp
The sun was setting, the weather was perfect, and the highway was theirs. Sam turned his attention away from the road since Bee was the one really driving, and looked over at Mikaela. She was sitting sideways in the passenger seat, smiling at him coyly and her hand reaching out to play with the hairs at the back of Sam’s neck. Sam leaned into the touch. He let his eyes drop shut and made a soft, appreciative moan.
“HEY! HEY! YOU! YOU! I DON’T LIKE YOUR GIRLFRIEND!
NO WAY! NO WAY! I THINK YOU NEED A NEW ONE!”
Both Sam and Mikaela jumped at the pop song blasting out of Bumblebee’s speakers. “What the fuck?!” shouted Sam trying to be heard over the blaring radio.
“I’M GONNA GET RID OF THAT GIRL! I’M GONNA GET RID OF THAT GIRL! I’M GONNA GET RID OF THAT GIRL TONIGHT!”
Suddenly, the Camero swerved and turned hard in a complete one-eighty and the passenger side door swung open. Mikaela’s seatbelt released on its own. Then, blue sparks of electricity buzzed and zapped out at the girl. Mikaela shrieked and threw herself out of the car.
Sam was trying to get his seatbelt undone while this was happening, but it refused. The open door slammed shut and tires screeched as Bee took off, leaving Mikaela in a cloud of road dust and exhaust. “Bee?! What the hell are you doing?!”
“Hey baby, Mother Nature is waitin' and love's bloomin' like a cherry tree. Let's buzz around, maybe do some pollinating. Dive on in like honey bees.”
“What?!” Sam wasn’t sure he wanted to know what that was supposed to mean. His heartbeat was pounding in his ears as he slammed his foot on the brake and turned the steering wheel hard but neither responded to the human.
“But it's your turn to be driven. C'mon and slide over. Get in and let me drive. Mmm, let me drive.”
Sam gulped and released the wheel. He wasn’t sure why Bee was kidnapping him, but there wasn’t much use in fighting it right now. He leaned his head against the headrest, resigned to wait until Bee got them to wherever he was going.
There was a soft but steady vibration running through Sam’s seat, soothing his tense muscles despite the situation. Sam couldn’t help but start to relax. This was Bumblebee. He shouldn’t be afraid of Bee. He was his best friend. The vibration plus the steady purr of Bee’s engine lulled Sam as the highway sped along outside.
“Stripped my senses, on the spot. I've never been defenseless. I can't even make sense of this.”
“Huh? Bee?” Sam jerked to attention from the light doze he’d been in. “What’d you say?”
In answer the song continued. “What would happen if we kissed? Would your tongue slip past my lips? Would you run away, would you stay? Or would I melt into you? Mouth to mouth, lust to lust. Spontaneously combust.”
Sam’s eyes widened and his face went red. “Uh, Bee? Umm… What’s going on?” The vibrations of the seat intensified and focused on Sam’s lower body. They seemed to rock through Sam’s body. Then a jolt like electricity went through him, setting his senses on edge. The back of the seat reclined and the vibrations and jolts turned to pulses that ran up and down his lower body. The sensations created were very pleasant and very exciting.
“B… Bee?” Sam panted out as his heart started to race again as he tried to repress the erection tenting his jeans. He shut his eyes tight and tried to steady his harsh breathing. The pattern of the pulses changed, becoming faster and harder. Sam squirmed against the seat and the vibrations ran up his spine and cock making him moan out loud and long. His hand went to his crotch and he rubbed the hardness trapped in the constricting denim. Another moan rang out of the human as Bee revved his engine, sending a counterpoint of vibrations through the machine and the human.
“You touch yourself. You think of me. C'mon it's not that dirty. You touch yourself. You think of me. C'mon it's not so dirty.”
“Fuck yeah,” groaned Sam as he gave in to temptation and undid his jeans. He had to bite his lip to keep from shouting out in pleasure as his fingers wrapped around his engorged member under his boxers. “Oh, Bee! God, Bee!” Sam stroked himself hard, calling out to his car, his best friend, his everything. The entire world had condensed down to the private cocoon of Bee’s interior.
“S... Sam!” Bumblebee’s actual voice stuttered out of the radio speakers. The sound of it more arousing to Sam than any song the bot could have found. On a whim, Sam switched hands in his pants and reached out his now unoccupied right hand and ran a finger down Bumblebee’s gearshift.
“Oh! Yes, Sam! Touch me! Yes!”
Sam grasped the gearshift, rubbing and jerking it in time to his less coordinated left hand on his cock. Bee shuddered more violently than before. Sam could feel something building from the sensations running up his right arm. Whatever it was seemed to feed and feed off of the heat threatening to overflow inside of the human.
“Bee! G’uh, Bee!”
“Yes, Sam! Yes!” answered Bee through the radio. The lights on his dashboard and the dome light above Sam’s head were flashing erratically. Then, everything seemed to glow brighter, hotter. Sam shut his eyes tight against the glare as a wave of sensation washed through him.
“B...BEE!” screamed out Sam as the hardest orgasm of his life slammed through him. The world behind his eyelids turned white at the intensity. Then black.
“Sam? Sam?”
Sam opened his eyes slowly at the worried, whispered voice. His head was pounding and his whole body was practically numb with exhaustion.
“Sam!” came the whisper once more and suddenly Sam realized where he was. In his room, in his bed, with a sticky wetness cooling in his sweatpants and a worried Autobot outside his window.
Sam’s face was quickly turning red as he stuttered out, “B...Bee?”
Bumblebee’s worried expression relaxed just a bit. “Are you alright? I heard you shouting my name. You sounded as though you were in pain.”
Sam’s face was burning now and he really hoped that just meant Bee had really good hearing. He did not want his parents coming in to check on him. “Uh... I’m fine. Just a... weird dream.” He ran a shaky hand through his sweaty hair. “Go back to sleep.”
Bee tilted his head slightly and watched Sam for a moment. “You do not seem fine. You...”
“Just go!” snapped Sam in a harsh whisper. He winced at the hurt he saw in Bee’s blue optics. “Sorry. I didn’t mean... that dream... You should go before you wake my parents though.”
Bee looked as though he wanted to say more, but simply nodded and his head disappeared beneath the window.
Sam sighed heavily and fell back against sweat-soaked sheets. What the hell?! he thought to himself. He had just dreamed about getting molested by his best friend-slash-car, and liking it.
Title: Unexpected
Pairing: Bee/Sam
Rating: Mature
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Warnings: Dub-con, un-beta'd.
A/N: My first Transformer's fic and first Dub-con. gulp
The sun was setting, the weather was perfect, and the highway was theirs. Sam turned his attention away from the road since Bee was the one really driving, and looked over at Mikaela. She was sitting sideways in the passenger seat, smiling at him coyly and her hand reaching out to play with the hairs at the back of Sam’s neck. Sam leaned into the touch. He let his eyes drop shut and made a soft, appreciative moan.
“HEY! HEY! YOU! YOU! I DON’T LIKE YOUR GIRLFRIEND!
NO WAY! NO WAY! I THINK YOU NEED A NEW ONE!”
Both Sam and Mikaela jumped at the pop song blasting out of Bumblebee’s speakers. “What the fuck?!” shouted Sam trying to be heard over the blaring radio.
“I’M GONNA GET RID OF THAT GIRL! I’M GONNA GET RID OF THAT GIRL! I’M GONNA GET RID OF THAT GIRL TONIGHT!”
Suddenly, the Camero swerved and turned hard in a complete one-eighty and the passenger side door swung open. Mikaela’s seatbelt released on its own. Then, blue sparks of electricity buzzed and zapped out at the girl. Mikaela shrieked and threw herself out of the car.
Sam was trying to get his seatbelt undone while this was happening, but it refused. The open door slammed shut and tires screeched as Bee took off, leaving Mikaela in a cloud of road dust and exhaust. “Bee?! What the hell are you doing?!”
“Hey baby, Mother Nature is waitin' and love's bloomin' like a cherry tree. Let's buzz around, maybe do some pollinating. Dive on in like honey bees.”
“What?!” Sam wasn’t sure he wanted to know what that was supposed to mean. His heartbeat was pounding in his ears as he slammed his foot on the brake and turned the steering wheel hard but neither responded to the human.
“But it's your turn to be driven. C'mon and slide over. Get in and let me drive. Mmm, let me drive.”
Sam gulped and released the wheel. He wasn’t sure why Bee was kidnapping him, but there wasn’t much use in fighting it right now. He leaned his head against the headrest, resigned to wait until Bee got them to wherever he was going.
There was a soft but steady vibration running through Sam’s seat, soothing his tense muscles despite the situation. Sam couldn’t help but start to relax. This was Bumblebee. He shouldn’t be afraid of Bee. He was his best friend. The vibration plus the steady purr of Bee’s engine lulled Sam as the highway sped along outside.
“Stripped my senses, on the spot. I've never been defenseless. I can't even make sense of this.”
“Huh? Bee?” Sam jerked to attention from the light doze he’d been in. “What’d you say?”
In answer the song continued. “What would happen if we kissed? Would your tongue slip past my lips? Would you run away, would you stay? Or would I melt into you? Mouth to mouth, lust to lust. Spontaneously combust.”
Sam’s eyes widened and his face went red. “Uh, Bee? Umm… What’s going on?” The vibrations of the seat intensified and focused on Sam’s lower body. They seemed to rock through Sam’s body. Then a jolt like electricity went through him, setting his senses on edge. The back of the seat reclined and the vibrations and jolts turned to pulses that ran up and down his lower body. The sensations created were very pleasant and very exciting.
“B… Bee?” Sam panted out as his heart started to race again as he tried to repress the erection tenting his jeans. He shut his eyes tight and tried to steady his harsh breathing. The pattern of the pulses changed, becoming faster and harder. Sam squirmed against the seat and the vibrations ran up his spine and cock making him moan out loud and long. His hand went to his crotch and he rubbed the hardness trapped in the constricting denim. Another moan rang out of the human as Bee revved his engine, sending a counterpoint of vibrations through the machine and the human.
“You touch yourself. You think of me. C'mon it's not that dirty. You touch yourself. You think of me. C'mon it's not so dirty.”
“Fuck yeah,” groaned Sam as he gave in to temptation and undid his jeans. He had to bite his lip to keep from shouting out in pleasure as his fingers wrapped around his engorged member under his boxers. “Oh, Bee! God, Bee!” Sam stroked himself hard, calling out to his car, his best friend, his everything. The entire world had condensed down to the private cocoon of Bee’s interior.
“S... Sam!” Bumblebee’s actual voice stuttered out of the radio speakers. The sound of it more arousing to Sam than any song the bot could have found. On a whim, Sam switched hands in his pants and reached out his now unoccupied right hand and ran a finger down Bumblebee’s gearshift.
“Oh! Yes, Sam! Touch me! Yes!”
Sam grasped the gearshift, rubbing and jerking it in time to his less coordinated left hand on his cock. Bee shuddered more violently than before. Sam could feel something building from the sensations running up his right arm. Whatever it was seemed to feed and feed off of the heat threatening to overflow inside of the human.
“Bee! G’uh, Bee!”
“Yes, Sam! Yes!” answered Bee through the radio. The lights on his dashboard and the dome light above Sam’s head were flashing erratically. Then, everything seemed to glow brighter, hotter. Sam shut his eyes tight against the glare as a wave of sensation washed through him.
“B...BEE!” screamed out Sam as the hardest orgasm of his life slammed through him. The world behind his eyelids turned white at the intensity. Then black.
“Sam? Sam?”
Sam opened his eyes slowly at the worried, whispered voice. His head was pounding and his whole body was practically numb with exhaustion.
“Sam!” came the whisper once more and suddenly Sam realized where he was. In his room, in his bed, with a sticky wetness cooling in his sweatpants and a worried Autobot outside his window.
Sam’s face was quickly turning red as he stuttered out, “B...Bee?”
Bumblebee’s worried expression relaxed just a bit. “Are you alright? I heard you shouting my name. You sounded as though you were in pain.”
Sam’s face was burning now and he really hoped that just meant Bee had really good hearing. He did not want his parents coming in to check on him. “Uh... I’m fine. Just a... weird dream.” He ran a shaky hand through his sweaty hair. “Go back to sleep.”
Bee tilted his head slightly and watched Sam for a moment. “You do not seem fine. You...”
“Just go!” snapped Sam in a harsh whisper. He winced at the hurt he saw in Bee’s blue optics. “Sorry. I didn’t mean... that dream... You should go before you wake my parents though.”
Bee looked as though he wanted to say more, but simply nodded and his head disappeared beneath the window.
Sam sighed heavily and fell back against sweat-soaked sheets. What the hell?! he thought to himself. He had just dreamed about getting molested by his best friend-slash-car, and liking it.