TF: Denied
Rating: NC-17
Series: G1
Pairings: Megatron/Skywarp, Vortex/Skywarp
Summary: Skywarp keeps getting denied. But he’s determined to overload.
Warnings: Sticky
Disclaimer: As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case Hasbro, Takara and IDW and anyone else I’ve forgotten…
Authors Notes: For the tf_rare_pairing June Challenge prompt - Compromising position. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Here, have two rare pairings for the price of one.
Feedback makes friends. Flames dealt with by the masters of paranoia and fire, Red Alert and Inferno.
It was hard and fast and brutal and just the way he liked it; Megatron’s spike pounding into him, hitting every sensor in his valve. It didn’t matter that the warlord called out a different name as he overloaded, scalding hot transfluid shooting deep into his valve. All that mattered was that he was going to overload.
Or not.
Megatron pulled out almost as soon as he’d finished overloading, pushing Skywarp away from him.
“Out.” He growled, and Skywarp didn’t spare a minute to think of a destination, just warping away from Megatron.
He landed in the same position he’d warped in, on his hands and knees, legs spread, dripping valve on display for everyone to see. He’d barely landed when he realised where he was. Why on Cybertron had he thought of warping there?
“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Vortex drawled. Skywarp struggled to straighten, but a hand on his back, between his wings, stopped him.
“Oh, I do think I like you in this position.” Vortex continued, kneeling down behind Skywarp. “So who got you all hot and bothered that you had to come find me to finish you off?”
“Frag off.” Skywarp snarled. Or rather, he meant to snarl, but Vortex ran a finger around the edge of his valve just as he spoke, and what came out was more of a strangled whimper.
“Oh, I don’t think you want to do that.” Vortex cooed, shifting position behind Skywarp. “I think you want a good hard ‘facing, don’t you?” He didn’t wait for Skywarp to answer, sliding back his panel and sinking his spike into Skywarp’s ready valve. The pleased groan told him that Skywarp really didn’t mind.
“Frag, you’re good.” Vortex moaned, slamming into Skywarp over and over, chasing his own overload. Skywarp, already ramped up from his time with Megatron, was close again. Then Vortex’s hands tightened on his hips and he felt the rush of transfluid in his valve.
And then Vortex pulled out.
“Frag no!” Skywarp howled, turning and pushing Vortex to the floor, straddling him and sinking back over his spike. This time, he was determined to overload.
The door opened and Swindle stepped through.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Skywarp hardly gave him any notice, optics whiting out as he finally overloaded.