FIC: Nothing Ventured (human femslash)
Title: Nothing Ventured
Oneshot
Author: wicked3659
Rating: R not too sure...
Warnings: human femslash, nekkid females
Summary: Prowl and Jazz's first time in their new bodies and some things you have to learn by doing.
A/N: The humanised Prowl and Jazz in this little ficlet belong to vejiraziel and purajo . Veji draws them Jo writes them then she and Jazz poke me until I write them a ficlet. The system works. It's all their doing ^_^;; thanks for the encouragement ladies! <3
*goes to blush furiously in a hole somewhere*
“So what do ya think?” The tanned woman did a slow twirl in front of the pale woman watching her with a quizzically raised eyebrow.
“It’s going to take some getting used to.” The brunette surmised flatly, her piercing blue eyes running up and down her own body. Slender fingers reached up to gently stroke the pinky-white skin of her forearm, prompting a soft gasp as goose pimples followed the trail of her finger.
Grinning at her bond mate, Jazz reached out and snagged Prowl’s hand, interlacing their fingers tugging her closer. “Well you know the quickest way t’ get used t’ something is t’ investigate it fully don’t ya?”
The hint of a smirk tugged at the corner of Prowl’s mouth, her lips curving up slightly as she allowed Jazz to look her up and down with curious hazel eyes. “Something you like?”
Jazz’s beatific full-lipped smile brightened her face. She peered up from beneath the black hair framing her high cheek bones. “Mm I believe there is but I think it requires more...” Her fingers played absently with the buttoned, white shirt loosely hugging Prowl’s figure. “Investigative work.”
Pulling away slightly, fingers catching Jazz’s wandering hands, Prowl smirked faintly. “Do you now?”
“Mmhmm.” Jazz gave a light shrug. “Wheeljack said we needed t’ get used to the bodies as soon as possible before our mission.”
Prowl gave a small nod in agreement a sudden rush of self conscious anxiety causing her cheeks to flush with a growing heat. “Alright.”
{I’m nervous too love} Jazz whispered over their bond.
Encouraged by her words followed by a brush of love through the bond, Prowl let her hands drop away, freeing Jazz’s to wander. Jazz slowly unbuttoned the cool cotton from the bottom, her lips parting as her own nerves grew. Sliding a hand beneath the fabric she splayed her fingers over Prowl’s toned stomach, eliciting a soft gasp from her bond mate. “Touch me back.” She whispered, pressing a tender kiss to Prowl’s cheek.
Biting her lower lip unconsciously, Prowl ran her hands over Jazz’s shoulders thumbs catching the material of the top layer of fabric, tugging at it until it fell away, revealing tanned smooth skin. Jazz shivered as Prowl’s hands slipped down her back, tracing the curve of her spine over the strappy top covering the rest of her skin. One palm pressed flat against the small of her back, bringing their bodies flush as Prowl reached up with her free hand to ever so lightly stroke Jazz’s cheek, tilting her head upwards to look at her.
“You’re beautiful in any form.” She murmured, leaning down hesitantly. Prowl paused once, briefly before nervously brushing her lips against Jazz’s.
Both of them mewled quietly at the touch, warm breath caressing the skin of their faces, their lips pleasantly tingling with sensation. Jazz’s fingers curled into Prowl’s sides tugging Prowl flush to her body as she felt her body temperature increase rapidly at the chaste kiss. Giving her bond mate a fond smile she pressed her lips against Prowl’s with more fervour. She suckled gently on a lower lip when Prowl’s mouth parted with soft, breathy moan before crushing their lips together in a heated first kiss.
Roaming hands slid slowly down Jazz’s back and over the curve of her behind giving it a teasing squeeze, causing Jazz to ride up on her toes and let out a surprised squeak.
Breaking the kiss Jazz grinned at Prowl. “Feeling bolder I take it?”
“Mm perhaps, there’s much to explore and we aren’t afforded the luxury of time.” Prowl managed to hold a straight face, even as Jazz laughed with a mischievous glint in her eye.
“You do have a point.” Jazz’s gaze was drawn down to the flat of Prowl’s stomach as she pulled apart the shirt, fingertips trailing over bare skin sliding tentatively upwards, brushing over the gentle curve of Prowl’s chest and over pale shoulders. They travelled down the back of Prowl’s arms removing the shirt entirely, leaving Prowl in nothing but the white satin bra and black trousers.
A faint gasp escaped her lips as she gazed upon her bond mate in awe. “Prowl you’re gorgeous.” Jazz looked up to catch the flicker of a nervous smile.
{Not as beautiful as you} Came the whispered affection over their bond. Prowl cupped Jazz’s cheek and leaned in for another chaste kiss, humming into her love’s mouth as she tasted the sweetness that was Jazz. Pulling away but keeping their lips within touching distance, Prowl’s hand caressed the cheek with her thumb, tracing the outline of her jaw, before slipping down to follow the curve of Jazz’s slender neck. “Now I do think it’s fair to even the score.” She murmured, her eyes never leaving Jazz’s as her hand caressed the rise of Jazz’s breast, a finger lingering for a moment before slipping down to curl beneath the hem of the top.
“S’ only fair.” Jazz whispered. Prowl’s touch prompted a shaky mewl of excitement from her as Prowl gave a barely felt squeeze to the mound of her breast. She shivered as her skin rippled with stimulation when cool palms slid beneath her top and began to peel it away from her body.
Jazz lifted her arms so that Prowl could remove the top easily, smirking when it was discarded without a second thought by her bond mate, arousal and love flooding their bond.
Unable to taker her eyes of her bonded, Prowl wrapped her arms around Jazz’s waist, bare skin against bare skin, heat rising rapidly between them as she kissed her passionately once more.
Jazz could feel the slight tremble in Prowl’s body and the nerves filtering through the bond. Being in human form was strange and alien to them both and Jazz felt the anxiety just as prominently as Prowl did, but to be convincing in their roles they needed to be comfortable in their own skin. Jazz had never fully appreciated that human expression until now.
Breaking the kiss with a sly nip to Prowl’s lower lip, Jazz took a deep calming breath and nuzzled against her lover’s cheek and throat, content to hold Prowl close for a moment. Closing her eyes she forced herself to relax, feeling the rhythmic rise and fall of Prowl’s chest and the warmth of her skin against hers.
“You alright?” Prowl spoke quietly as if afraid to spoil the tender comfort of the moment.
“M’ fine.” Jazz pressed a kiss to Prowl’s throat and cheek before meeting her slightly concerned gaze. “I think we’re still wearing too many clothes Prowl.” She smirked playfully, fingers toying with the button of Prowl’s trousers in idle curiosity.
Chuckling Prowl glanced down at where Jazz was fiddling and quirked an eye brow at the cheeky smile she now sported. “Is that so?”
Jazz nodded fingers making short work of the button and zip of Prowl’s trousers. “I want to see you, all of you.” She purred seductively.
One eyebrow rose in amusement as Prowl pursed her lips to hide the growing smile. “Eager aren’t we?”
“For you? Always.” Jazz replied simply, her hands brushing over Prowl’s behind caressing over it before sliding down the back of her thighs making sure to pull at the fabric of her trousers, until they fell away to the floor. Jazz took in the sight of the long, sculpted legs as she stood back up slowly, her hands never breaking contact with the pale skin. She pressed soft lips against Prowl’s tense stomach, and laid another sweet kiss to the beginnings of her cleavage, lingering as she breathed in the wonderful scent of Prowl’s skin.
Prowl’s eyelids fluttered, her breath catching in her throat as hot tingling arousal rippled through her body at the touches. A foreign, yet pleasantly aching heat steadily rose between her legs, spreading up through her body making her shudder with a faint moan. “Jazz…mm…”
Jazz captured Prowl’s lips for another heated, deep kiss, lips moving in tandem as Prowl returned the keen fervour. She let out a sharp gasp when Prowl moved away to mouth over her throat with languid kisses, her own hands sliding over her jeans, undoing them with urgent need. Jazz let out a mew of disappointment when Prowl pulled away and frowned at the garment. “Explain the need for wearing such restrictive clothing.”
“Need a hand there Prowl?” Jazz chuckled at the pointed look on Prowl’s face betraying her frustration and the burning want flooding the bond. She tugged obligingly at the waist band and wriggled out of the jeans. Stepping out of the abandoned clothing gracefully, Jazz didn’t get another chance to speak as she was wrapped in strong arms and held tightly, trembling hands stroking up and down her spine as she was kissed once more.
{I love you.}
Jazz smiled and returned the affection, not once breaking the kiss as she guided them towards the bed.
{I love you too Prowl}
They sat on the edge of the bed, their kisses now short and sweet as their hands explored over their mostly naked skin. It didn’t take them long to remove the rest of the clothing and they lay down against the satin sheets, flush bodies moving together. Their legs entwined and they caressed and kissed exposed flesh, each touch eliciting a heated moan or gasp from the other as they explored every inch, every sensation heightened through their bond, until they fell into exhausted bliss, held close in each other’s arms.