This is how I'm supposed to do this? I think? Original prompt was "Starscream, Wheeljack and Perceptor get into an argument during one of the smaller battles over scientific stuff... eventually they end up comparing what makes mechs overload and the science of attraction.
So, talking sex in the middle of a battle and using their own past sex lives as examples. Would this horrify their comrades... or get them all hot and bothered?
Finally one of them decides to prove his theories through demonstration. By grabbing one of the mechs watching them and interfacing the scrap out of him. And the other two decide to do the same. (lucky lucky mechs... and very lucky onlookers who get their very own live action sex show)
(author's choice of pairings, feel free to be creative!)"
FIC The Science of Interfacing Part 1
anonymous
May 25 2009, 21:46:23 UTC
Rolling to his feet, Starscream immediately brought his null rays to bear, snarling when Sideswipe dodged the shot with a slag-eating grin. The infernal 'bot had managed to get above him before dropping squarely on his wings, forcing him nose first into the dirt and effectively grounding him for the remainder of the battle
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Re: FIC The Science of Interfacing Part 1
anonymous
May 25 2009, 21:47:55 UTC
Furrowing his brow, the red and white seeker turned that thought over in his processor. He couldn't mean... surely it wasn't... "It overloads their circuits?" The Autobot scientists nodded mutely. "So, what you're telling me is that you built a giant interface toy... as a weapon
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Re: FIC The Science of Interfacing Part 1
anonymous
May 25 2009, 21:48:43 UTC
Turning a suspicious look on the Autobots beside him, nudging Sideswipe with his elbow to gain the red twin's attention. "Are they really...? I mean they didn't shoot Screamer with some sort of ray or something?"
"No." Sideswipe waved a helpless arm, indicating the odd scene, "No, they were spouting some sort of technical gibberish and then all of a sudden they started going off about interfacing. I don't know why your... and our... oh, frag this."
Deciding he'd had enough, Sideswipe stalked over to the bickering mechs. Glowering, he jabbed a finger at the red and white jet's cockpit, preparing to give him a tongue lashing at the very least. Unfortunately all he got out was "Gwuh -!" as Perceptor grabbed him by the collar and hauled him half off his feet. The smaller mech buried his fingers in Sideswipe's side seam, digging until he found the bundle of wiring he'd been looking for.
"See, right there. I told you." The microscope grinned triumphantly as Sideswipe gasped, any protest he was thinking of voicing lost to the sudden
FIC The Science of Interfacing Part 2
anonymous
May 25 2009, 21:51:01 UTC
Sideswipe barely had time for a soft squeal of protest before Wheeljack wondered out loud whether the mech would have a matching bundle of wires on the other side. Yes, as it turns out, he did
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Re: FIC The Science of Interfacing Part 2
anonymous
May 25 2009, 21:51:33 UTC
About to turn back to his machine, Wheeljack was held up by a pair of purple arms slinging themselves about his shoulders, pulling him up against Skywarp's sturdy frame. "You know," the dark seeker leaned in close to his audio, "I might not be the brightest mech here, but I have a few theories of my own we could try out."
Wheeljack gave him a level, searching look before replying with a smirk, "Well, it would be a shame to let a good theory go untested." He reached up to retract his mask before returning the seeker's embrace, leaning in to nip at those tempting lips.
Although he was a little disappointed this Autobot wasn't as jumpy as the other one, Skywarp had to admit this was fun too. He definitely wasn't bored anymore...
FIC The Science of Interfacing part 3
anonymous
May 25 2009, 21:52:50 UTC
Optimus Prime stumbled, crashing to his knees as his rival fired on him. Truthfully, he didn't have much to fear; he wasn't sure whether the Decepticons missed on purpose or if Megatron never instituted weapons training or maybe the Nemesis just didn't have a target range. Regardless, none of the 'cons seemed to be able to land a shot to save their spark
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FIC The Science of Interfacing part 4
anonymous
May 25 2009, 21:54:20 UTC
Sunstreaker stood, fuming, glaring balefully at the pile of red plating at his feet; the two mechs were so engrossed in each other they hadn't noticed him yet. Sideswipe had neglected to dampen their bond, and all of the lust/need/frustration/desire pouring through unhindered had been distracting, to say the least. Ramjet had taken advantage of his preoccupation and Sunny's flawless plating now sported several large dents and a multitude of scratches, scrapes and dings
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Re: FIC The Science of Interfacing part 4
anonymous
May 25 2009, 21:55:13 UTC
Hearing his wing mate cry out, Starscream glanced up. The fool seeker was on his back, pleading little whines escaping his vocalizer as that Autobot fingered his valve. Well, 'Warp had always been a little impatient in the berth
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FIC The Science of Interfacing part 5
anonymous
May 25 2009, 21:56:39 UTC
Skyfire circled the supposed battle in confusion. He had been diverted from his patrol to help cover Ratchet and transport any wounded that needed to be taken back to the ark. Thing was, it didn't look like anyone was actually fighting down there. They were all just standing around staring at... oh. Oh, well then
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Re: FIC The Science of Interfacing
anonymous
May 25 2009, 21:59:12 UTC
Starscream grinned when he noticed Skyfire's arrival. The big shuttle was sitting with Thundercracker, just off to their left. He caught his lover's optic over Bluestreak's shoulder as he sank a finger into the gunner's port. He knew how much Skyfire would enjoy watching him with the pretty young mech, and he held smiled to himself as he leaned in to nuzzle Blue's neck
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Re: FIC The Science of Interfacing part 6
anonymous
May 25 2009, 22:00:14 UTC
Skywarp arched his back, his wings digging into the machine Wheeljack had propped him up against. He dug his fingers into the gray helm as the engineer lapped at the tip of his cord.
"Ahn..." His vents heaved as the Autobot added another finger to the two scissoring in an out of his valve. His spark flared and the cables in his legs tightened as the scientist tried to push him over the edge. Frag that.
Sliding his hands down the engineer's torso to wrap around his waist, Skywarp heaved him up and around, pinning him to the side of the machine. Capturing Wheeljack's lips in a rough kiss, clever fingers opened the catches to the Autobot's codpiece.
The seeker grinned before bracing himself on the Autobot's shoulders, lifting up onto his knees to position the tip of the cable at his valve. Taking one deep breath, he lowered himself onto the cable, burying it to the base in one swift move.
Still reeling from being slammed around, Wheeljack cried out in unexpected pleasure as the trim jet surrounded him in tight, slick heat.
FIC The Science of Interfacing part 7
anonymous
May 25 2009, 22:01:38 UTC
lipping a third finger into the slick valve, Starscream shuddered at the tight heat; he could feel his own interface equipment aching, uncomfortably confined behind his codpiece. Resisting the urge to throw the little 'bot down and take him hard required quite a lot of willpower, but Starscream didn’t want to damage the young mech. Especially with all the Autobots watching
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Re: FIC The Science of Interfacing part 7
anonymous
May 25 2009, 22:02:19 UTC
His hands scrabbling at the ground, Sideswipe's fingers left long trenches in the dirt as he cried out, his brother's fingers finding and exploiting another sensitive bundle of wires. Arching his back, he tried to beg, but found he couldn't form anything close to a coherent sentence, only able to send desperate waves of need/lust/love through their bond
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This is how I'm supposed to do this? I think? Original prompt was "Starscream, Wheeljack and Perceptor get into an argument during one of the smaller battles over scientific stuff... eventually they end up comparing what makes mechs overload and the science of attraction.
So, talking sex in the middle of a battle and using their own past sex lives as examples. Would this horrify their comrades... or get them all hot and bothered?
Finally one of them decides to prove his theories through demonstration. By grabbing one of the mechs watching them and interfacing the scrap out of him. And the other two decide to do the same. (lucky lucky mechs... and very lucky onlookers who get their very own live action sex show)
(author's choice of pairings, feel free to be creative!)"
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"No." Sideswipe waved a helpless arm, indicating the odd scene, "No, they were spouting some sort of technical gibberish and then all of a sudden they started going off about interfacing. I don't know why your... and our... oh, frag this."
Deciding he'd had enough, Sideswipe stalked over to the bickering mechs. Glowering, he jabbed a finger at the red and white jet's cockpit, preparing to give him a tongue lashing at the very least. Unfortunately all he got out was "Gwuh -!" as Perceptor grabbed him by the collar and hauled him half off his feet. The smaller mech buried his fingers in Sideswipe's side seam, digging until he found the bundle of wiring he'd been looking for.
"See, right there. I told you." The microscope grinned triumphantly as Sideswipe gasped, any protest he was thinking of voicing lost to the sudden
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Wheeljack gave him a level, searching look before replying with a smirk, "Well, it would be a shame to let a good theory go untested." He reached up to retract his mask before returning the seeker's embrace, leaning in to nip at those tempting lips.
Although he was a little disappointed this Autobot wasn't as jumpy as the other one, Skywarp had to admit this was fun too. He definitely wasn't bored anymore...
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"Ahn..." His vents heaved as the Autobot added another finger to the two scissoring in an out of his valve. His spark flared and the cables in his legs tightened as the scientist tried to push him over the edge. Frag that.
Sliding his hands down the engineer's torso to wrap around his waist, Skywarp heaved him up and around, pinning him to the side of the machine. Capturing Wheeljack's lips in a rough kiss, clever fingers opened the catches to the Autobot's codpiece.
The seeker grinned before bracing himself on the Autobot's shoulders, lifting up onto his knees to position the tip of the cable at his valve. Taking one deep breath, he lowered himself onto the cable, burying it to the base in one swift move.
Still reeling from being slammed around, Wheeljack cried out in unexpected pleasure as the trim jet surrounded him in tight, slick heat.
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