A late fic
An Xmas Gift.
It was Christmas Eve in Portland. Snow had fallen especially deep this year, for the city and surrounding area was bathed in winter’s icy chill. The whole land seemed to have come to a complete stand still, as though it was sleeping, waiting for spring to come and wake it up again. At least that’s what it seemed like to Ironhide. The red mech stood alone atop a hill, gazing out at the world around him.
This was the third Christmas Ironhide and the rest of the bases inhabitants would experience here on Earth. Almost every bot at the base was bursting with happiness and determined to make this holiday season a better experience than last years.
However, if one more bot came up and tried to wish Ironhide a “Merry Xmas”, the red war veteran was sure he was going to strangle them.
He was not having a good Christmas this year and had very little cheer to share with anyone really.
OH, it wasn’t that he didn’t like the others or the parties, far from it!
It was just that this year hadn’t been all that good for Ironhide. His long time lady friend, Chromia, had cheated on him, with more than one mech at that! All the time he’d been with that femme, Ironhide had never looked twice at another bot and here she was seeing other mechs on a regular basis behind his back. Of course once he’d found out and confronted her about the cheating, it had been denied and then she’d tried to say that he hadn’t paid enough attention to her or her needs. Ironhide had snorted and shouted at her about that, saying that all he’d done since she came to Earth was pander to her every whim. Going out of his way to try and make her happy! But no, she still was unfaithful to him.
In the end Ironhide decided that she just wasn’t worth all the hassle and
he had felt a great sense of both relief and sorrow when he’d chucked Chromia out of their shared quarters and told her to stay the frag away from him. Something she’d not liked at all.
The southern femme bot made sure as many of the other femmes and any mech who’d listen to her know just how much of an abusive overbearing slag-head he was and how she’d run of to escape his abusive nature.
Most knew that he just wasn’t like this and ignored the angry femme but some weren’t so sure and rallied with Chromia.
To say that his life was made a living hell for some time was an understatement; luckily Optimus didn’t buy a word of it and made sure anyone who so much as looked at him the wrong way was punished. Chromia had it the worst though as Prime had put her in solitude for a month as punishment for her lying. It was extremely rare for Optimus to hand out this kind of punishment, so Ironhide could only guess that Chromia’s treatment of him must have struck a nerve with the Autobot leader.
Though his life was bothersome and tiring during all this, the worst part had been when Optimus had suffered a terrible injury at one point from a Decepticon attack and he’d gotten it protecting Ironhide.
This had not sat well with the red warrior at all. It was him who was supposed to be protecting Optimus from Megatron, not the other way around. Sure they looked out for each other all the time as friends did but the Autobots needed their Prime! They didn’t need Ironhide.
This was a thought that had been rather prevalent on his mind lately. After all the trouble with Chromia and her followers, lately he’d began to wonder just how much he would be missed if one day he was off-lined. Never walking away from battle again or coming back to his friends. Ironhide bet that though some would miss him, the only one to really miss him would be Optimus. Of course he could be wrong but Ironhide guessed he was too depressed right now to think any differently.
Shaking his head, dejected, the old bot considered staying outside all night in the silence of winter. At least out here there wasn’t any thing to cause him grief.
A soft crunching of snow alerted Ironhide to the presence of another approaching him, their pace slow and steady.
The obviously weren’t trying to sneak up on him as the bot made no attempt to hide their approach, so that meant they wanted to talk to him. Something Ironhide just did not feel like doing.
He turned and looked up into the face of Optimus Prime, the big mech having walked up right behind him.
Ironhide stepped back a little so he could look up into Prime’s face better.
The larger mech didn’t have his battle mask on and looked rather upset. While this was not all that unusual given that they were in the middle of a war and far from their native home planet, it was still omething Ironhide did not like to see.
“Something botherin’ ya Optimus?”
If there was he’d really like Prime to tell him.
Optimus looked at him a moment longer, gazing deep into his old blue optics before saying.
“You plan on spending the night here; alone, away from us all don’t you.”
It wasn’t a question but a statement. Prime knew him too well at times it seemed.
“Well…. Yeah. Ah guess Ah did plan on it. Nice an’ quiet out here. No people pesterin’ ya about this an’ that….no Chromia mouthin’ off ta me.”
This only seemed to make Prime even more upset. The Autobot leader leaned forward and took Ironhide’s jaw between his fingers, tilting his head up towards his own.
“She really did hurt you didn’t she? Well I’m here now Ironhide. Don’t you dare go thinking that you aren’t welcome back home or around the others because it’s not true!… Far from it.”
“Ah know, Ah know….it’s just….”
“What is it Ironhide? Please! You know you can tell me anything, dear friend and I’ll listen to every word you say. Anything at all.”
While this was nothing new coming from Optimus, there was something about the tone of Prime’s voice that made Ironhide think something else was going on here but what?
And come to think of it, just what had been up with the big bot lately?
Yes, Optimus and he had always been close friends but when the whole incident with his ex had started, Prime had become even more friendly and protective of him than normal, going out of his way to make Ironhide feel better and supporting him when he needed to.
Well maybe now he could repay the favour and remove a burden from the Primes shoulders instead of giving him more to worry about.
“Okay Optimus. But before Ah start tellin’ ya whats eatin’ me, ya’re gonna tell me just what’s wrong with YA lately? Now Ah know ya’re concerned about me an’ all and that ya’re tryin’ta lookin’ out for me as well but it’s like there’s somethin’ botherin ya also. Mind tellin’ ol’Ironhide just what it is?”
He placed a comforting hand upon the larger mechs shoulder, squeezing it gently to encourage his friend. Prime looked a bit uncertain for a moment, like he was debating whether to say what was really on his mind or merely pretend all was well with him. Eventually though, Prime gave in and spoke.
“Ironhide. If I should tell you what it is that’s been bothering me as of late, please promise me this, if you will.” Optimus shifted nervously on his feet for a moment before continuing. “Promise me that you will not run from my side and keep your soothing presence from me. Promise me that you will still remain friends with me, even if you do not like what I have to say.”
Ironhide gave him a funny look. What the slag made Optimus think that he would just get up and walk away from him?
“Now Prime, ya know there’s nothin’ ya could say that’ll make me leave ya. Ya’re my best friend and Ah’d never stop carin’ about ya. How can ya say that about me?”
Optimus groaned unhappily, covering his face with a hand. He had not meant to offend or upset the mech in front of him.
“I do not mean to cause you grief dear friend! It’s just ….that I fear…losing you. You mean so much to me Ironhide!! I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Optimus reached over to stroke his hand across the older mechs cheek, lovingly. This one bot meant so much to him, that Prime couldn’t even begin to imagine what his life would be like without Ironhide. NO! He didn’t want to imagine it!
“You’re the light of my life dear friend. I’d do just about anything to see you happy!….And…. I love you….
Ironhide stared at him, curiously for a moment. Did he hear Optimus right? Nnnaaaa, he must of heard wrong! There was no way he heard Prime saying what Ironhide thought he heard. Was there….?
“What was that Optimus?”
“I love you, Ironhide. I love you.”
“Ah know ya love me and Ah love you too!”
“Nonono Ironhide, not like that. What I mean is that I’m in love with you and I…well, I have been …for some time now as well.”
Optimus bowed his head, embarrassed. If he was able to do so, the large mech would have been blushing bright red at that moment.
Ironhide stared, shocked, back at his commanding officer, his brother in arms and dearest friend. The one being he would gladly throw down his life for, follow to the very ends of the universe and back again if merely asked to. And that being had just told him, Ironhide, that he was in love with him.
The older mech was stunned by this admission to say the least. So much so, that it seemed an eternity before Ironhide could find his vocals again.
Optimus waited patiently for him to do so.
“Prime, Optimus…..Why me?!!”
The older bot just couldn’t understand why Prime would want an older transformer like him self when he had a whole ship full of younger bots ready and more than willing to please their leader.
It just didn’t make any sense!!!
Optimus stared fondly at his long term companion and guardian for a moment before answering the red mech.
“I do believe the question should have been why not you, dear friend.”
The red and blue bot suddenly dropped down onto the snow covered earth in front of Ironhide, long arms reaching, then hugging them self’s round the security officers strong, grey waist.
Ironhide looked down at Optimus, confusion and curiosity both written on his face plate. Prime chuckled at the expression and nuzzled his friend’s middle affectionately.
“For the longest time my friend I have found my self looking at you in a more than friendly manner. At first I thought it was nothing more than just a slight infatuation, a sparklings crush if you will…..but over time this *feeling* began to grow, like a warm pulse within my spark spreading outwards and I suddenly found my self looking for opportunities to be around you more than I normally would. I showered with you, asked you to be with me in all I did in or when I had to be out of the base, even spent nights in your room when you let me and this warmth within me grew till one day I saw you arguing with that Chromia femme and upon hearing the things she was shouting at you I …I just wanted to… to hit HER!!!”
“Ya wouldn’t have done that Optimus. We both know that.”
“I know but still, I wanted to at the time. I was just so angry with her!! You know I, well I used to walk out of a room if I saw her kiss you because I was so jealous of her. I just couldn’t stand it!”
Ironhide tried to keep his face as neutral as he could but the knowledge that his friend could get so fired up over something as simple as a kiss and about him none the less was, well really quite flattering!
“It was about then that I began to realise just how much I really was in love with you. So I began to think about why I was in love and Ironhide I came up with so many reasons that I’m almost ashamed at my self for not realising earlier just what I felt for you.”
Optimus paused here a moment to stroke at Ironhide’s lower back slowly, affectionately, treasuring the soft moans coming from the red mech He wanted this to go just right and having the object of his affections feeling relaxed would definitely help things along for him.
“When I was young and new to the world of being the Prime, you were my guardian, my teacher, my solider and right hand mech. You were my friend amongst friends, and I adored you beyond reason for it. You were always so many things to and for me and you still are, it’s just now I see you in another, much brighter light than the one I once did. Now I find my self so deeply in love with you, dearest Ironhide, that mere words alone are not enough to describe my feelings for you. I can only hope to somehow convey to you just how much I love you, dear Ironhide.
Prime lowered his head and started to place soft kisses along Ironhide’s waist and hips, stroking his hands over the armoured rear end he had so badly wanted to touch, waiting for his friend to speak.
Around the two mechs the world remained silent in winters embrace. A pale moon shone down from the heavens onto the white world, bathing it in soft, ghostly shades of blue and silver.
Happy cries could faintly be heard from the Ark, drifting out into the night.
Ironhide once again stood stock still, staring out ahead at the world around of him and yet seeing none of it. Fluid ran in fine water falls down the sides of his face plate and his intakes hitched in a similar way to a human’s sob, a moan of longing escaping his silver lips.
Never before had someone spoken to him with such passion! And by the one bot Ironhide cared about the most in his life.
Optimus Prime, saviour of the Cybertronian race and spiritual leader of the Autobots, loved him and him alone!
Ironhide didn’t know if he’d ever been happier in his life than he was right now.
A soft tugging at his hands brought the red mech back to reality and he looked down to Optimus who was trying to get him to sit down with him.
Ironhide lowered him self down and into his Primes lap, hugging the other tenderly at first, then with much more force when the gesture was returned.
Both bots moaned long and loud from the others contact. Prime pressed close to Ironhide’s head, whispering soft words; kiss like against his audio, words meant only for the other.
“I would give you my all for eternity Ironhide, if you would take it. So strong, so gentle and wise, my saving grace in these troubled times and the angle watching over me. Light of my life, saviour of my body, you make my very life force sing and everything I have to give is yours! All you need but do is want and ask.”
With this said, Optimus leaned in and placed his lips gently to Ironhide’s, caressing them against the red bots passionately. Ironhide leaned in to the kiss, needy and overly eager, slipping his glossa out and licking over Primes mouth before slipping it inside swiftly. Their glossa’s battled briefly for dominance, till Optimus gave in, allowing Ironhide to deepen the kiss.
Prime closed his optics, relaxing completely against his friend whilst reaching round to caress the others shoulders in what he hopped was a sensuous manner. Ironhide responded by stroking one of the antennas on Primes head, a spot he knew would please Optimus and was rewarded with a long drawn out moan.
Ironhide groaned softly, breaking the kiss and leaned against Optimus’ shoulder, completely at a loss for words. All he had to do was want Optimus, say yes and the Prime would hand himself willingly, mind, body and spark over just like that?! And all just for him?!!
It barely took a nanosec for the red veteran to make his decision.
“Ah do want ya Optimus! Ah want it all. Everything!! No ones ever spoken to or loved me like ya do….Ah just ….want to be loved…. so much!!!”
“And you shall have it, beloved of my spark, everything.”
Leaning his chin on his new lovers shoulder, Optimus surveyed the landscape around him briefly in all its wintry glory. A soft, silent world of white and silver, beautiful and soothing to the soul. But still cold!! Perhaps they should go inside now.
Optimus slowly began to rise, taking Ironhide up with him.
“But for now would you settle for gifts of another kind? It’s waiting for you under the tree back home and I do believe there’s some from others who care for you as well.”
The red and blue mech held out his hand to the other and motioned back to where the Ark lay situated.
“Come back with me, my dearest?”
Ironhide looked at the hand held out to him briefly before taking it. He considered the other, somewhat thinly veiled question behind Prime’s playful offer but that was for another time.
For now he would join his gentle lover and go back to warmth and the company of his fellow Autobots. Maybe tonight when they were alone other, much more private gifts could be given and shared intimately between them both but either way this had turned out to be one happy Xmas for Ironhide after all.
End.
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It was Christmas Eve in Portland. Snow had fallen especially deep this year, for the city and surrounding area was bathed in winter’s icy chill. The whole land seemed to have come to a complete stand still, as though it was sleeping, waiting for spring to come and wake it up again. At least that’s what it seemed like to Ironhide. The red mech stood alone atop a hill, gazing out at the world around him.
This was the third Christmas Ironhide and the rest of the bases inhabitants would experience here on Earth. Almost every bot at the base was bursting with happiness and determined to make this holiday season a better experience than last years.
However, if one more bot came up and tried to wish Ironhide a “Merry Xmas”, the red war veteran was sure he was going to strangle them.
He was not having a good Christmas this year and had very little cheer to share with anyone really.
OH, it wasn’t that he didn’t like the others or the parties, far from it!
It was just that this year hadn’t been all that good for Ironhide. His long time lady friend, Chromia, had cheated on him, with more than one mech at that! All the time he’d been with that femme, Ironhide had never looked twice at another bot and here she was seeing other mechs on a regular basis behind his back. Of course once he’d found out and confronted her about the cheating, it had been denied and then she’d tried to say that he hadn’t paid enough attention to her or her needs. Ironhide had snorted and shouted at her about that, saying that all he’d done since she came to Earth was pander to her every whim. Going out of his way to try and make her happy! But no, she still was unfaithful to him.
In the end Ironhide decided that she just wasn’t worth all the hassle and
he had felt a great sense of both relief and sorrow when he’d chucked Chromia out of their shared quarters and told her to stay the frag away from him. Something she’d not liked at all.
The southern femme bot made sure as many of the other femmes and any mech who’d listen to her know just how much of an abusive overbearing slag-head he was and how she’d run of to escape his abusive nature.
Most knew that he just wasn’t like this and ignored the angry femme but some weren’t so sure and rallied with Chromia.
To say that his life was made a living hell for some time was an understatement; luckily Optimus didn’t buy a word of it and made sure anyone who so much as looked at him the wrong way was punished. Chromia had it the worst though as Prime had put her in solitude for a month as punishment for her lying. It was extremely rare for Optimus to hand out this kind of punishment, so Ironhide could only guess that Chromia’s treatment of him must have struck a nerve with the Autobot leader.
Though his life was bothersome and tiring during all this, the worst part had been when Optimus had suffered a terrible injury at one point from a Decepticon attack and he’d gotten it protecting Ironhide.
This had not sat well with the red warrior at all. It was him who was supposed to be protecting Optimus from Megatron, not the other way around. Sure they looked out for each other all the time as friends did but the Autobots needed their Prime! They didn’t need Ironhide.
This was a thought that had been rather prevalent on his mind lately. After all the trouble with Chromia and her followers, lately he’d began to wonder just how much he would be missed if one day he was off-lined. Never walking away from battle again or coming back to his friends. Ironhide bet that though some would miss him, the only one to really miss him would be Optimus. Of course he could be wrong but Ironhide guessed he was too depressed right now to think any differently.
Shaking his head, dejected, the old bot considered staying outside all night in the silence of winter. At least out here there wasn’t any thing to cause him grief.
A soft crunching of snow alerted Ironhide to the presence of another approaching him, their pace slow and steady.
The obviously weren’t trying to sneak up on him as the bot made no attempt to hide their approach, so that meant they wanted to talk to him. Something Ironhide just did not feel like doing.
He turned and looked up into the face of Optimus Prime, the big mech having walked up right behind him.
Ironhide stepped back a little so he could look up into Prime’s face better.
The larger mech didn’t have his battle mask on and looked rather upset. While this was not all that unusual given that they were in the middle of a war and far from their native home planet, it was still omething Ironhide did not like to see.
“Something botherin’ ya Optimus?”
If there was he’d really like Prime to tell him.
Optimus looked at him a moment longer, gazing deep into his old blue optics before saying.
“You plan on spending the night here; alone, away from us all don’t you.”
It wasn’t a question but a statement. Prime knew him too well at times it seemed.
“Well…. Yeah. Ah guess Ah did plan on it. Nice an’ quiet out here. No people pesterin’ ya about this an’ that….no Chromia mouthin’ off ta me.”
This only seemed to make Prime even more upset. The Autobot leader leaned forward and took Ironhide’s jaw between his fingers, tilting his head up towards his own.
“She really did hurt you didn’t she? Well I’m here now Ironhide. Don’t you dare go thinking that you aren’t welcome back home or around the others because it’s not true!… Far from it.”
“Ah know, Ah know….it’s just….”
“What is it Ironhide? Please! You know you can tell me anything, dear friend and I’ll listen to every word you say. Anything at all.”
While this was nothing new coming from Optimus, there was something about the tone of Prime’s voice that made Ironhide think something else was going on here but what?
And come to think of it, just what had been up with the big bot lately?
Yes, Optimus and he had always been close friends but when the whole incident with his ex had started, Prime had become even more friendly and protective of him than normal, going out of his way to make Ironhide feel better and supporting him when he needed to.
Well maybe now he could repay the favour and remove a burden from the Primes shoulders instead of giving him more to worry about.
“Okay Optimus. But before Ah start tellin’ ya whats eatin’ me, ya’re gonna tell me just what’s wrong with YA lately? Now Ah know ya’re concerned about me an’ all and that ya’re tryin’ta lookin’ out for me as well but it’s like there’s somethin’ botherin ya also. Mind tellin’ ol’Ironhide just what it is?”
He placed a comforting hand upon the larger mechs shoulder, squeezing it gently to encourage his friend. Prime looked a bit uncertain for a moment, like he was debating whether to say what was really on his mind or merely pretend all was well with him. Eventually though, Prime gave in and spoke.
“Ironhide. If I should tell you what it is that’s been bothering me as of late, please promise me this, if you will.” Optimus shifted nervously on his feet for a moment before continuing. “Promise me that you will not run from my side and keep your soothing presence from me. Promise me that you will still remain friends with me, even if you do not like what I have to say.”
Ironhide gave him a funny look. What the slag made Optimus think that he would just get up and walk away from him?
“Now Prime, ya know there’s nothin’ ya could say that’ll make me leave ya. Ya’re my best friend and Ah’d never stop carin’ about ya. How can ya say that about me?”
Optimus groaned unhappily, covering his face with a hand. He had not meant to offend or upset the mech in front of him.
“I do not mean to cause you grief dear friend! It’s just ….that I fear…losing you. You mean so much to me Ironhide!! I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Optimus reached over to stroke his hand across the older mechs cheek, lovingly. This one bot meant so much to him, that Prime couldn’t even begin to imagine what his life would be like without Ironhide. NO! He didn’t want to imagine it!
“You’re the light of my life dear friend. I’d do just about anything to see you happy!….And…. I love you….
Ironhide stared at him, curiously for a moment. Did he hear Optimus right? Nnnaaaa, he must of heard wrong! There was no way he heard Prime saying what Ironhide thought he heard. Was there….?
“What was that Optimus?”
“I love you, Ironhide. I love you.”
“Ah know ya love me and Ah love you too!”
“Nonono Ironhide, not like that. What I mean is that I’m in love with you and I…well, I have been …for some time now as well.”
Optimus bowed his head, embarrassed. If he was able to do so, the large mech would have been blushing bright red at that moment.
Ironhide stared, shocked, back at his commanding officer, his brother in arms and dearest friend. The one being he would gladly throw down his life for, follow to the very ends of the universe and back again if merely asked to. And that being had just told him, Ironhide, that he was in love with him.
The older mech was stunned by this admission to say the least. So much so, that it seemed an eternity before Ironhide could find his vocals again.
Optimus waited patiently for him to do so.
“Prime, Optimus…..Why me?!!”
The older bot just couldn’t understand why Prime would want an older transformer like him self when he had a whole ship full of younger bots ready and more than willing to please their leader.
It just didn’t make any sense!!!
Optimus stared fondly at his long term companion and guardian for a moment before answering the red mech.
“I do believe the question should have been why not you, dear friend.”
The red and blue bot suddenly dropped down onto the snow covered earth in front of Ironhide, long arms reaching, then hugging them self’s round the security officers strong, grey waist.
Ironhide looked down at Optimus, confusion and curiosity both written on his face plate. Prime chuckled at the expression and nuzzled his friend’s middle affectionately.
“For the longest time my friend I have found my self looking at you in a more than friendly manner. At first I thought it was nothing more than just a slight infatuation, a sparklings crush if you will…..but over time this *feeling* began to grow, like a warm pulse within my spark spreading outwards and I suddenly found my self looking for opportunities to be around you more than I normally would. I showered with you, asked you to be with me in all I did in or when I had to be out of the base, even spent nights in your room when you let me and this warmth within me grew till one day I saw you arguing with that Chromia femme and upon hearing the things she was shouting at you I …I just wanted to… to hit HER!!!”
“Ya wouldn’t have done that Optimus. We both know that.”
“I know but still, I wanted to at the time. I was just so angry with her!! You know I, well I used to walk out of a room if I saw her kiss you because I was so jealous of her. I just couldn’t stand it!”
Ironhide tried to keep his face as neutral as he could but the knowledge that his friend could get so fired up over something as simple as a kiss and about him none the less was, well really quite flattering!
“It was about then that I began to realise just how much I really was in love with you. So I began to think about why I was in love and Ironhide I came up with so many reasons that I’m almost ashamed at my self for not realising earlier just what I felt for you.”
Optimus paused here a moment to stroke at Ironhide’s lower back slowly, affectionately, treasuring the soft moans coming from the red mech He wanted this to go just right and having the object of his affections feeling relaxed would definitely help things along for him.
“When I was young and new to the world of being the Prime, you were my guardian, my teacher, my solider and right hand mech. You were my friend amongst friends, and I adored you beyond reason for it. You were always so many things to and for me and you still are, it’s just now I see you in another, much brighter light than the one I once did. Now I find my self so deeply in love with you, dearest Ironhide, that mere words alone are not enough to describe my feelings for you. I can only hope to somehow convey to you just how much I love you, dear Ironhide.
Prime lowered his head and started to place soft kisses along Ironhide’s waist and hips, stroking his hands over the armoured rear end he had so badly wanted to touch, waiting for his friend to speak.
Around the two mechs the world remained silent in winters embrace. A pale moon shone down from the heavens onto the white world, bathing it in soft, ghostly shades of blue and silver.
Happy cries could faintly be heard from the Ark, drifting out into the night.
Ironhide once again stood stock still, staring out ahead at the world around of him and yet seeing none of it. Fluid ran in fine water falls down the sides of his face plate and his intakes hitched in a similar way to a human’s sob, a moan of longing escaping his silver lips.
Never before had someone spoken to him with such passion! And by the one bot Ironhide cared about the most in his life.
Optimus Prime, saviour of the Cybertronian race and spiritual leader of the Autobots, loved him and him alone!
Ironhide didn’t know if he’d ever been happier in his life than he was right now.
A soft tugging at his hands brought the red mech back to reality and he looked down to Optimus who was trying to get him to sit down with him.
Ironhide lowered him self down and into his Primes lap, hugging the other tenderly at first, then with much more force when the gesture was returned.
Both bots moaned long and loud from the others contact. Prime pressed close to Ironhide’s head, whispering soft words; kiss like against his audio, words meant only for the other.
“I would give you my all for eternity Ironhide, if you would take it. So strong, so gentle and wise, my saving grace in these troubled times and the angle watching over me. Light of my life, saviour of my body, you make my very life force sing and everything I have to give is yours! All you need but do is want and ask.”
With this said, Optimus leaned in and placed his lips gently to Ironhide’s, caressing them against the red bots passionately. Ironhide leaned in to the kiss, needy and overly eager, slipping his glossa out and licking over Primes mouth before slipping it inside swiftly. Their glossa’s battled briefly for dominance, till Optimus gave in, allowing Ironhide to deepen the kiss.
Prime closed his optics, relaxing completely against his friend whilst reaching round to caress the others shoulders in what he hopped was a sensuous manner. Ironhide responded by stroking one of the antennas on Primes head, a spot he knew would please Optimus and was rewarded with a long drawn out moan.
Ironhide groaned softly, breaking the kiss and leaned against Optimus’ shoulder, completely at a loss for words. All he had to do was want Optimus, say yes and the Prime would hand himself willingly, mind, body and spark over just like that?! And all just for him?!!
It barely took a nanosec for the red veteran to make his decision.
“Ah do want ya Optimus! Ah want it all. Everything!! No ones ever spoken to or loved me like ya do….Ah just ….want to be loved…. so much!!!”
“And you shall have it, beloved of my spark, everything.”
Leaning his chin on his new lovers shoulder, Optimus surveyed the landscape around him briefly in all its wintry glory. A soft, silent world of white and silver, beautiful and soothing to the soul. But still cold!! Perhaps they should go inside now.
Optimus slowly began to rise, taking Ironhide up with him.
“But for now would you settle for gifts of another kind? It’s waiting for you under the tree back home and I do believe there’s some from others who care for you as well.”
The red and blue mech held out his hand to the other and motioned back to where the Ark lay situated.
“Come back with me, my dearest?”
Ironhide looked at the hand held out to him briefly before taking it. He considered the other, somewhat thinly veiled question behind Prime’s playful offer but that was for another time.
For now he would join his gentle lover and go back to warmth and the company of his fellow Autobots. Maybe tonight when they were alone other, much more private gifts could be given and shared intimately between them both but either way this had turned out to be one happy Xmas for Ironhide after all.
End.
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