Little Mysteries
Title: Little Mysteries
Pairing: Implied Jazz/ Prowl
Verse: Animated
Rating: PG-13 for Jazz being suggestive
Warning: Jazz being a little dirty
Summery: It's the little things in life that you wonder about the most… just, don't wonder about them at three in the morning if you have a cranky bed partner… It's bad for your health. Or rather you back.
Disclaimer: I don't own! Trust me, if I did, I would tell you!
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"So… I have a question."
Prowl sighed as Jazz once again adjusted himself within his arms. If the black and gold ninja could change one thing about his lover it would be that he could keep still for more than a few klicks.
"It can't wait for morning?" Prowl asked tiredly.
"Probably, but I don't wanta'."
Prowl couldn't help but notice how often he was sighing when Jazz was around. Something about the other cyber ninja just made him give up an argument before it was ever started. Never mind that he was tired and just wanted some recharge after a long and tiring day and then some "extracurricular activities" once Jazz returned home from his patrol.
"What is it Jazz?"
"I was just wonderin'… this is where you keep your holoprojector right?"
Jazz traced the red Autobot insignia emblazed on Prowl's lower torso. The cycleformer did his best not to squirm at the touch. The words "you woke me up for this?" crossed his processor.
"Yes." He said with a little annoyance in his voice.
"And it's also where yo' interfacing equipment is right?"
"Yes Jazz."
Prowl really hoped that Jazz hadn't pulled him out of recharge for an anatomy lesson.
"So then, while we're makin' love can you still make holograms?"
Prowl roughly shoved the sports car off the end of the berth. Jazz yelped as he unceremoniously hit the floor.
"Good NIGHT Jazz!" Prowl snapped.
Pairing: Implied Jazz/ Prowl
Verse: Animated
Rating: PG-13 for Jazz being suggestive
Warning: Jazz being a little dirty
Summery: It's the little things in life that you wonder about the most… just, don't wonder about them at three in the morning if you have a cranky bed partner… It's bad for your health. Or rather you back.
Disclaimer: I don't own! Trust me, if I did, I would tell you!
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"So… I have a question."
Prowl sighed as Jazz once again adjusted himself within his arms. If the black and gold ninja could change one thing about his lover it would be that he could keep still for more than a few klicks.
"It can't wait for morning?" Prowl asked tiredly.
"Probably, but I don't wanta'."
Prowl couldn't help but notice how often he was sighing when Jazz was around. Something about the other cyber ninja just made him give up an argument before it was ever started. Never mind that he was tired and just wanted some recharge after a long and tiring day and then some "extracurricular activities" once Jazz returned home from his patrol.
"What is it Jazz?"
"I was just wonderin'… this is where you keep your holoprojector right?"
Jazz traced the red Autobot insignia emblazed on Prowl's lower torso. The cycleformer did his best not to squirm at the touch. The words "you woke me up for this?" crossed his processor.
"Yes." He said with a little annoyance in his voice.
"And it's also where yo' interfacing equipment is right?"
"Yes Jazz."
Prowl really hoped that Jazz hadn't pulled him out of recharge for an anatomy lesson.
"So then, while we're makin' love can you still make holograms?"
Prowl roughly shoved the sports car off the end of the berth. Jazz yelped as he unceremoniously hit the floor.
"Good NIGHT Jazz!" Prowl snapped.