Detonation Is Desire:
Title: Detonation is Desire
Fandom: Transformers
Continuity: G1
Weekly Prompts: Wheeljack/Sideswipe ~ Things that make you go BOOM!
Pairing: Sideswipe x Wheeljack
Summary: A day in Perceptor and Wheeljack's lab turns into some so much more when Sideswipe accidentally causes the release of something Perceptor should never have been working on. Queue the hilarity and obvious effects of the 'Lust Bug' as it will become known later.
Rating: R for some tactile and PNP
Warnings: PNP, tactile, the use of Cybertronian chemicals (aphrodisiacs) and general fun.
Word Count: 2444
A/N: This one came out of nowhere! It's been a while since I've written a drabble like this and I hope it lives up to your expectations of my work. Damn plot bunnies and I'd also like to thanks to all the awesome prompts this week; I'll be posting another after this one as well. I'm so inspired and probably bored too.
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Silence, the absolute silence that spread through the laboratory was startling and unexpected. A certain red front-line warrior looked up from where he was seated in the corner workbench; quietly fiddling with his new Energon distiller. Sharp blue optics watched the Engineer work on his own project not so far away without so much as a sound of tapping tools. Now that was strange, Wheeljack always talked whilst he worked, noting things down, arguing with himself and tinkering until his invention eventually blew up in his face; yet there was just something about the multi coloured mech's demeanour that was a bit off. He was lost too deeply in his own processors and Sideswipe could see how that could affect the next few kliks of his own safety. He knew it wasn't a good thing.
"Hey, umm...'Jack? Are you alright?" The warrior asked tentatively, only flinch violently when he seemed to have startled the Engineer so badly that his half finished device flew from his lax fingers and hit the ground. Sideswipe's arms flew up to cover his face, only to end up watching with foreboding as the device rolled innocently across the lab's floor.
When nothing happened after three astroseconds, Sideswipe instinctively ducked beneath the workbench in case it was still impending on its doom. And yet, the explosion never came. Carefully, subtly and with slight terror he leaned upward just so that his optics cleared the desk - he watched over Wheeljack for any sign of distress and trouble. So far the Engineer seemed calm enough, but he was suddenly moving in a flurry. Standing up to race towards the now hissing and spitting device only to completely freeze in his tracks. Bright blue optics watched wide opticked at the rolling device and where it was heading; intakes hitching painfully and loudly. The Engineer's entire frame started trembling, optics flickering in fright and unexpected trepidation.
"Oh...frag...." That was all it took. Sideswipe barely had enough time to clamp a protective servo over his unstable Energon distiller at those words before a large explosion echoed through the lab. The world was suddenly rocked and jilted from beneath his kneeling form and he crashed to the floor in an undignified heap, blue optics offlining to protect himself from the flying shrapnel and splatters of chemicals. It would so innocently seem that the explosion had taken place barely an astroinch from Perceptor's newly developed chemical solution. Sideswipe's processor too busy coming up with violent images the ted and teal mech was going to inflict on the both of them when he found out what happened to notice he was also covered in the chemical.
He stood from his hiding place. Chemicals lined the floor, dripped from the ceiling, smearing beneath his pedes as he walked until Sideswipe slipped. Falling to the floor in a harsh crash as the ominously electrical blue liquid smeared across his chassis and thigh plating in copious amounts. He was now almost completely coated in the substance and it was slowly getting under his plating, heating his circuits unnaturally and making him yelp at the strange feeling crawling across his internals.
Wheeljack seemed to have frozen in place where he was, obviously having taken the brunt of the explosion. His entire frame dripping with the viscous stuff. It was falling from his frame and staining the ground beneath his pedes in a small puddle of gloom. The look in those usually innocently happy optics was an echo of both frozen terror and pain. Something that made Sideswipe's fuel tanks roil at the sight; they were so screwed weren't they?
"'Jack? Are you alright?" He asked softly, hopping that the answer would a smile and a small 'yes'. His words however only suited in dragging the shell shocked Engineer's attention away from where he was standing and towards him. Small words tumbling from him as his audial fins flashed a series of different colours in clear distress.
Sideswipe knew that it would be better to get the chemicals off of them both before it could do anymore damage to their fritzzing systems; and going by Wheeljack's reaction it was not going to anything good.
"Get it off, get it off, get it off, please, please, please." Wheeljack whimpered pathetically when Sideswipe came closer. He knew exactly what that chemical combination did. Perceptor had been bragging about it for orns now, an entirely different way to distract Decepticons from attacking them. It only took half a klik to start working...
And it was already starting; the heated servos that seemed innocent and was running across his hypersensitive plating made Wheeljack's entire frame heat up from the inside. The blue gel like substance smearing and sinking deeper into his circuits when Sideswipe unwittingly aggravated the condition further by grabbing his servos and started dragging him somewhere. It was a state he was entering that could not be stopped.
The distressed Engineer could barely comm. Ratchet to tell the Medic that they were fine and his assistance wouldn't be needed. He was lucky that the tell tale aroused hitch in his vocalizer was undetectable and also stopped from alerting Sideswipe just what it was that they were now so merrily covered in now. A heavy shudder worked itself through his systems and Wheeljack hissed when gentle servos started dragging him away from the lab, resting on his shoulder plating - dragging down his spinal strut and leading his dazed aft towards the wash racks. Or at least that was their goal. If they could even get there without falling victim to the absolute desire that coursed a fire through their circuits.
Sideswipe was struggling with himself internally; optics darkening in a sudden lust he couldn't explain and want that was dragging him through the Pit. How Wheeljack's shimmering white, red, grey, and green armour plating just looked so inviting now Sides couldn't explain but something was definitely messing with his interface protocols. Whilst he was helping his friend and himself towards the wash racks he couldn't help but allow his servos to wander over that wonderfully sexy looking plating; internally and externally enjoying the little shudders that Wheeljack's frame gave and the little hitches in his vocalizer. He had no idea what had just overcome him but it didn't matter anymore, he had all that he desired right before his optics.
Abruptly flipping the Engineer's slightly smaller frame against the nearest wall (which just happened to be in the corridor, a few paces away from Wheeljack's quarters) the front-line warrior purred in delight. Slipping a broad thigh in between Wheeljack's own legs to spread them apart; he just allowed himself to admire the view. His lust hazed processor appreciating the way those white thighs parted just for him and a warm chassis pressed against his eagerly. Little clicks and whirs of desire flitting from Wheeljack's vocalizer. Who knew the Engineer like to revert back to sparkling ways of communication in the height of his bliss?
"'Jack." Sideswipe moaned the name seductively, slightly stunned at his own tone of voice before black servos were pawing at sensitive sides and dipping against a well shaped aft, enjoying the texture and reactions it conjured. "What have you done to me?" Sideswipe whispered huskily against a smooth audial receiver; relishing in the reactions he pulled from the usually shy mech. Desperate servos scraped against light armour - digging into transformation seams, tugging at sensitive wires as a sly glossa assaulted flashing indicator fins. Sideswipe soon found his entire frame rattling at the contact when Wheeljack started reciprocating his advances. And his sudden need to plug into the smaller mech's port was enough to drive the youngest of the famous Twins insane with need.
"P-P-Perceptor!...Nggh! ....aphrodisiac..." Three words, three little words that made total sense to Sideswipe although they didn't completely snap him out of his daze. It did however make him freeze momentarily.
Oh, he was going to kill that scientist the moment he got rid of the heated charge of static building across his plating. A harsh tug as his neck components had warm lips suddenly covering Sideswipe's own, the mask that the Engineer was known for suddenly gone in lust and now an eager glossa was invading his mouth and demanding his attention. This time it was Sideswipe's turn to moan into the kiss; servos clenching and unclenching against hip plates wantonly as he ground their chassis together. Not caring that paint were transferring between them over the din of screeching metal.
His entire system wide priority protocols were being overridden; his sensitivity increased and his acceptance of pleasure was just that more intoxicating. And for some strange reason, Sideswipe was loving every nanoklik of losing complete control.
"Berth. NOW." Sideswipe shuddered at Wheeljack forceful tone. It didn't matter the attention his shout had drawn to the two of them was immense. Wheeljack decided that he had time enough to be completely mortified about his actions later; right when he didn't feel like his system were exploding with heat and a charge that was begging to be released.
He was over fraught for an outlet to the racing sensations and the moment his feet hit the door to his quarters it swished open. How they had gotten there Wheeljack didn't know but an astounding loud cry erupted from his vocalizer as pleasure exploded through his entire being and hazed through his entire spark. How Sideswipe had managed to pry open his interface panel beneath his spark chamber so quickly and so deftly; Wheeljack would never be able to guess but that was all he now needed; and now there was no more time for questions.
A resounding click was all it took for Wheeljack freeze, his port sudden filled by Sideswipe's cable as he was lowered to the nearest flat surface; his dining room table. His processors weren't working properly and the haze of Sideswipe's pleasured presence running rampant through his neural pleasure circuits was enough to make him arch and beg for more. A stream of in coherent words that never made sense until all he could do was scream when the connection between them was fully initiated with both cables. The usually reserved Engineer cried out in desperate pleasure, he was overcharged, overheated and he overloaded all at once. How many more times it would take their systems to cool was uncountable.
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Blue optics flickered online slowly; the feeling of a gentle touch tracing his cheek seam had Wheeljack shuddering in acceptance of the tactile sensation. It had been too long since anyone had seen his face plates, never mind touched him so intimately and gently. It almost made tears well in his optics at the gratitude. It wasn't long until Wheeljack became aware of another spark pulsing in time with his; their bodies still connected through a hard line linkup and he instinctively curled further into the larger, warmer chassis next to him. A slight hum of satisfaction leaving his systems as he stretched and relaxed, completely satiated and content with the world.
"T-That was unexpected." Wheeljack finally murmured, hiding his faceplates, suddenly afraid to see the revulsion in Sideswipe's optics about what they had just done. Wheeljack was certain that was not at all as attractive and beautiful as some of Sideswipe other berth partners. He was self conscious, a mad scientist and very low on the list of 'mech's that have interfacing partners regularly'. As if sensing his distress, Wheeljack found himself trembling when there was a comforting touch against his helm fins, soft lip plates pressing feather light kisses wherever the other mech could reach in an offer of acceptance and admiration.
"But not unwelcome." Sideswipe purred in retaliation, satiated for the moment before his protocols started calling for more pleasure and intimate contact. He sighed. It was happening so fast that he barely had the chance to enjoy Wheeljack as an interfacing partner...
"I'd do it again," He whispered soothingly; watching as Wheeljack shivered in desire at his words. "In fact," he emphasised his point by pulsing a strong current of data along their still connected hard lines. The latter of them arching into him, a keen drifting in the air around them. "I want it now. I want you 'Jack. Have always wondered if you make things go BOOM in the berth too." Sideswipe snickered at the startled expression creeping across attractive features exposed to him for the first time.
"D-Do I?" Wheeljack asked uncertainly, an Energon blush staining his cheeks as he was suddenly flipped to straddle Sideswipe's hip plates. A burst of energy passing between them and causing simultaneous moans of desire.
"Hmm, mmm. In a way I could never have predicted." Sideswipe assured and Wheeljack squirmed slightly before a coy smile tugged at the Engineer's lip plates and tilted them upwards in happiness. Optics crinkling in his smile and indicators flashing a deep pink of embarrassment but teasing joy.
"Are you ready for the countdown to detonation?" Wheeljack purred, delighted that fingers scratched at his back struts wantonly as Sideswipe pulled their chassis closer together - he could already feel the insatiable heat spread through their plating awash with need, desire, sexual tension and desire.
"Oh, frag yes!" Sideswipe moaned as sharp denta dug into a very sensitive spot on his neck cabling. This time it was his time to blush as he was easily dominated by the obviously more experienced and older mech.
"Count the pulses for me. Don't miss a number now or we'll have a premature explosion." Wheeljack pointed out in a sultry, rumbling tenor.
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Thanks so much for reading! If you enjoyed my little drabble please leave a review or comments, I’d really appreciate that.
Love ya
S-W
Fandom: Transformers
Continuity: G1
Weekly Prompts: Wheeljack/Sideswipe ~ Things that make you go BOOM!
Pairing: Sideswipe x Wheeljack
Summary: A day in Perceptor and Wheeljack's lab turns into some so much more when Sideswipe accidentally causes the release of something Perceptor should never have been working on. Queue the hilarity and obvious effects of the 'Lust Bug' as it will become known later.
Rating: R for some tactile and PNP
Warnings: PNP, tactile, the use of Cybertronian chemicals (aphrodisiacs) and general fun.
Word Count: 2444
A/N: This one came out of nowhere! It's been a while since I've written a drabble like this and I hope it lives up to your expectations of my work. Damn plot bunnies and I'd also like to thanks to all the awesome prompts this week; I'll be posting another after this one as well. I'm so inspired and probably bored too.
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Silence, the absolute silence that spread through the laboratory was startling and unexpected. A certain red front-line warrior looked up from where he was seated in the corner workbench; quietly fiddling with his new Energon distiller. Sharp blue optics watched the Engineer work on his own project not so far away without so much as a sound of tapping tools. Now that was strange, Wheeljack always talked whilst he worked, noting things down, arguing with himself and tinkering until his invention eventually blew up in his face; yet there was just something about the multi coloured mech's demeanour that was a bit off. He was lost too deeply in his own processors and Sideswipe could see how that could affect the next few kliks of his own safety. He knew it wasn't a good thing.
"Hey, umm...'Jack? Are you alright?" The warrior asked tentatively, only flinch violently when he seemed to have startled the Engineer so badly that his half finished device flew from his lax fingers and hit the ground. Sideswipe's arms flew up to cover his face, only to end up watching with foreboding as the device rolled innocently across the lab's floor.
When nothing happened after three astroseconds, Sideswipe instinctively ducked beneath the workbench in case it was still impending on its doom. And yet, the explosion never came. Carefully, subtly and with slight terror he leaned upward just so that his optics cleared the desk - he watched over Wheeljack for any sign of distress and trouble. So far the Engineer seemed calm enough, but he was suddenly moving in a flurry. Standing up to race towards the now hissing and spitting device only to completely freeze in his tracks. Bright blue optics watched wide opticked at the rolling device and where it was heading; intakes hitching painfully and loudly. The Engineer's entire frame started trembling, optics flickering in fright and unexpected trepidation.
"Oh...frag...." That was all it took. Sideswipe barely had enough time to clamp a protective servo over his unstable Energon distiller at those words before a large explosion echoed through the lab. The world was suddenly rocked and jilted from beneath his kneeling form and he crashed to the floor in an undignified heap, blue optics offlining to protect himself from the flying shrapnel and splatters of chemicals. It would so innocently seem that the explosion had taken place barely an astroinch from Perceptor's newly developed chemical solution. Sideswipe's processor too busy coming up with violent images the ted and teal mech was going to inflict on the both of them when he found out what happened to notice he was also covered in the chemical.
He stood from his hiding place. Chemicals lined the floor, dripped from the ceiling, smearing beneath his pedes as he walked until Sideswipe slipped. Falling to the floor in a harsh crash as the ominously electrical blue liquid smeared across his chassis and thigh plating in copious amounts. He was now almost completely coated in the substance and it was slowly getting under his plating, heating his circuits unnaturally and making him yelp at the strange feeling crawling across his internals.
Wheeljack seemed to have frozen in place where he was, obviously having taken the brunt of the explosion. His entire frame dripping with the viscous stuff. It was falling from his frame and staining the ground beneath his pedes in a small puddle of gloom. The look in those usually innocently happy optics was an echo of both frozen terror and pain. Something that made Sideswipe's fuel tanks roil at the sight; they were so screwed weren't they?
"'Jack? Are you alright?" He asked softly, hopping that the answer would a smile and a small 'yes'. His words however only suited in dragging the shell shocked Engineer's attention away from where he was standing and towards him. Small words tumbling from him as his audial fins flashed a series of different colours in clear distress.
Sideswipe knew that it would be better to get the chemicals off of them both before it could do anymore damage to their fritzzing systems; and going by Wheeljack's reaction it was not going to anything good.
"Get it off, get it off, get it off, please, please, please." Wheeljack whimpered pathetically when Sideswipe came closer. He knew exactly what that chemical combination did. Perceptor had been bragging about it for orns now, an entirely different way to distract Decepticons from attacking them. It only took half a klik to start working...
And it was already starting; the heated servos that seemed innocent and was running across his hypersensitive plating made Wheeljack's entire frame heat up from the inside. The blue gel like substance smearing and sinking deeper into his circuits when Sideswipe unwittingly aggravated the condition further by grabbing his servos and started dragging him somewhere. It was a state he was entering that could not be stopped.
The distressed Engineer could barely comm. Ratchet to tell the Medic that they were fine and his assistance wouldn't be needed. He was lucky that the tell tale aroused hitch in his vocalizer was undetectable and also stopped from alerting Sideswipe just what it was that they were now so merrily covered in now. A heavy shudder worked itself through his systems and Wheeljack hissed when gentle servos started dragging him away from the lab, resting on his shoulder plating - dragging down his spinal strut and leading his dazed aft towards the wash racks. Or at least that was their goal. If they could even get there without falling victim to the absolute desire that coursed a fire through their circuits.
Sideswipe was struggling with himself internally; optics darkening in a sudden lust he couldn't explain and want that was dragging him through the Pit. How Wheeljack's shimmering white, red, grey, and green armour plating just looked so inviting now Sides couldn't explain but something was definitely messing with his interface protocols. Whilst he was helping his friend and himself towards the wash racks he couldn't help but allow his servos to wander over that wonderfully sexy looking plating; internally and externally enjoying the little shudders that Wheeljack's frame gave and the little hitches in his vocalizer. He had no idea what had just overcome him but it didn't matter anymore, he had all that he desired right before his optics.
Abruptly flipping the Engineer's slightly smaller frame against the nearest wall (which just happened to be in the corridor, a few paces away from Wheeljack's quarters) the front-line warrior purred in delight. Slipping a broad thigh in between Wheeljack's own legs to spread them apart; he just allowed himself to admire the view. His lust hazed processor appreciating the way those white thighs parted just for him and a warm chassis pressed against his eagerly. Little clicks and whirs of desire flitting from Wheeljack's vocalizer. Who knew the Engineer like to revert back to sparkling ways of communication in the height of his bliss?
"'Jack." Sideswipe moaned the name seductively, slightly stunned at his own tone of voice before black servos were pawing at sensitive sides and dipping against a well shaped aft, enjoying the texture and reactions it conjured. "What have you done to me?" Sideswipe whispered huskily against a smooth audial receiver; relishing in the reactions he pulled from the usually shy mech. Desperate servos scraped against light armour - digging into transformation seams, tugging at sensitive wires as a sly glossa assaulted flashing indicator fins. Sideswipe soon found his entire frame rattling at the contact when Wheeljack started reciprocating his advances. And his sudden need to plug into the smaller mech's port was enough to drive the youngest of the famous Twins insane with need.
"P-P-Perceptor!...Nggh! ....aphrodisiac..." Three words, three little words that made total sense to Sideswipe although they didn't completely snap him out of his daze. It did however make him freeze momentarily.
Oh, he was going to kill that scientist the moment he got rid of the heated charge of static building across his plating. A harsh tug as his neck components had warm lips suddenly covering Sideswipe's own, the mask that the Engineer was known for suddenly gone in lust and now an eager glossa was invading his mouth and demanding his attention. This time it was Sideswipe's turn to moan into the kiss; servos clenching and unclenching against hip plates wantonly as he ground their chassis together. Not caring that paint were transferring between them over the din of screeching metal.
His entire system wide priority protocols were being overridden; his sensitivity increased and his acceptance of pleasure was just that more intoxicating. And for some strange reason, Sideswipe was loving every nanoklik of losing complete control.
"Berth. NOW." Sideswipe shuddered at Wheeljack forceful tone. It didn't matter the attention his shout had drawn to the two of them was immense. Wheeljack decided that he had time enough to be completely mortified about his actions later; right when he didn't feel like his system were exploding with heat and a charge that was begging to be released.
He was over fraught for an outlet to the racing sensations and the moment his feet hit the door to his quarters it swished open. How they had gotten there Wheeljack didn't know but an astounding loud cry erupted from his vocalizer as pleasure exploded through his entire being and hazed through his entire spark. How Sideswipe had managed to pry open his interface panel beneath his spark chamber so quickly and so deftly; Wheeljack would never be able to guess but that was all he now needed; and now there was no more time for questions.
A resounding click was all it took for Wheeljack freeze, his port sudden filled by Sideswipe's cable as he was lowered to the nearest flat surface; his dining room table. His processors weren't working properly and the haze of Sideswipe's pleasured presence running rampant through his neural pleasure circuits was enough to make him arch and beg for more. A stream of in coherent words that never made sense until all he could do was scream when the connection between them was fully initiated with both cables. The usually reserved Engineer cried out in desperate pleasure, he was overcharged, overheated and he overloaded all at once. How many more times it would take their systems to cool was uncountable.
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Blue optics flickered online slowly; the feeling of a gentle touch tracing his cheek seam had Wheeljack shuddering in acceptance of the tactile sensation. It had been too long since anyone had seen his face plates, never mind touched him so intimately and gently. It almost made tears well in his optics at the gratitude. It wasn't long until Wheeljack became aware of another spark pulsing in time with his; their bodies still connected through a hard line linkup and he instinctively curled further into the larger, warmer chassis next to him. A slight hum of satisfaction leaving his systems as he stretched and relaxed, completely satiated and content with the world.
"T-That was unexpected." Wheeljack finally murmured, hiding his faceplates, suddenly afraid to see the revulsion in Sideswipe's optics about what they had just done. Wheeljack was certain that was not at all as attractive and beautiful as some of Sideswipe other berth partners. He was self conscious, a mad scientist and very low on the list of 'mech's that have interfacing partners regularly'. As if sensing his distress, Wheeljack found himself trembling when there was a comforting touch against his helm fins, soft lip plates pressing feather light kisses wherever the other mech could reach in an offer of acceptance and admiration.
"But not unwelcome." Sideswipe purred in retaliation, satiated for the moment before his protocols started calling for more pleasure and intimate contact. He sighed. It was happening so fast that he barely had the chance to enjoy Wheeljack as an interfacing partner...
"I'd do it again," He whispered soothingly; watching as Wheeljack shivered in desire at his words. "In fact," he emphasised his point by pulsing a strong current of data along their still connected hard lines. The latter of them arching into him, a keen drifting in the air around them. "I want it now. I want you 'Jack. Have always wondered if you make things go BOOM in the berth too." Sideswipe snickered at the startled expression creeping across attractive features exposed to him for the first time.
"D-Do I?" Wheeljack asked uncertainly, an Energon blush staining his cheeks as he was suddenly flipped to straddle Sideswipe's hip plates. A burst of energy passing between them and causing simultaneous moans of desire.
"Hmm, mmm. In a way I could never have predicted." Sideswipe assured and Wheeljack squirmed slightly before a coy smile tugged at the Engineer's lip plates and tilted them upwards in happiness. Optics crinkling in his smile and indicators flashing a deep pink of embarrassment but teasing joy.
"Are you ready for the countdown to detonation?" Wheeljack purred, delighted that fingers scratched at his back struts wantonly as Sideswipe pulled their chassis closer together - he could already feel the insatiable heat spread through their plating awash with need, desire, sexual tension and desire.
"Oh, frag yes!" Sideswipe moaned as sharp denta dug into a very sensitive spot on his neck cabling. This time it was his time to blush as he was easily dominated by the obviously more experienced and older mech.
"Count the pulses for me. Don't miss a number now or we'll have a premature explosion." Wheeljack pointed out in a sultry, rumbling tenor.
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Thanks so much for reading! If you enjoyed my little drabble please leave a review or comments, I’d really appreciate that.
Love ya
S-W