[RL--Blackout, Eros--Celebratory Sexytiems]

[death_chopper]

((Slightly futuredated--immediately following the end of the tied-up virus. Will be NSFW. Yes, taking place at Eros' place in Colorado.))[Morning had come, what would have been the fifth day spent with the Witwicky girl bound to Eros, and when they had woken up it had been to find the tether dissolved, gone as if it had never been. Blackout had

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[revered_love]

[The lovegod returned, looking relieved to be home. He hadn't encountered anything there, but Zeus be damned if he still didn't take Bee's threat seriously. It would look bad on him if he went back on that promise anyway, and he really didn't need anyone breathing down his neck about it. Mikaela was safe, he was home and Blackout was here waiting for him. Beautiful. This was how it should be.

He slid into the door frame, leaning, folding his arms with a lopsided smirk.] Looks like we're all alone, Soldier.

[revered_love]

[He nodded and leaned forward against him, once more. He tried for years to wear them as often as he could; when he was forced to stop, his shoulders grew weaker, more sensitive and it'd become almost painful to produce them now that he wore them less and less.

He bit his lip against any noises, pressing his cheek to Blackout's shoulder as the skin on his shoulders crawled, shoulders lifting then falling forward, blades seeming to shift apart slightly as they formed there. There was only a wince offered as they materialized; it was always easier to tuck them way, then to bring them out, it seemed and when it was finished he exhaled, relieved. Not so much pain this time, no-- just slight discomfort. Despite of all his complaining, he felt more complete wearing them.

He turned to kiss to where he'd pressed his cheek before, arms still tight around him, wings lifting some, ruffling their feathers, ready to be touched.]

[death_chopper]

[He slid his hands away, watching with faint awe as they unfolded. He knew how sensitive they were, how much Eros complained about them, but he couldn't help but envy them, sometimes. He'd always pitied groundbounds, and when he was like this, he was as grounded as the mechs he'd taunted when he was younger.

He dropped his head to kiss the top of Eros' head, eyes on the wings lifted behind him. He hesitated for a moment, just looking, then brought his hands up and stroke, light but even, along their tops.]

[revered_love]

[He shifted again as they were touched, pressing a bit closer, eyes sliding shut, allowing himself to revel in the feel. He thought briefly to the first time he'd let Blackout-- He couldn't, now, understand why he did. Peace offering? The Decepticon wasn't fond of him then but he did seem interested in those. Strange, he figured, had it been anyone else, he wouldn't have let them touch them.

Maybe there was just something in him that knew, then. Or maybe he was desperate for his approval, for his affection and they had gained him that. And maybe that's what made this all the sweeter; he'd let him toy with his wings before but he had not given him the free reign he offered now. Eros murmured a pleased noise against his shoulder, hands slowly rising up his back.] Mmmn.

[death_chopper]

[He closed his eyes briefly, smile sweetening. He was recalling the first time as well, how...different the circumstances were. Different. It was so different suddenly.

His arms reached as he ran his palms over the curved wrists of his wings, then ran his fingers along the stiff planes of primary feathers.]

[revered_love]

[That earned a shiver and they dropped down, some, spreading just slightly, offering him more. Eros exhaled slow, nuzzling his cheek once more against his shoulder before lifting to press kisses up the column of his neck. This certainly wasn't the bondage he teased thoughts of earlier, but it was pleasant. They could get to it in time.] Mmn. I don't remember who-- Ah...-- Who tied up who last. You or me, love? You can pick.

[death_chopper]

[He considered it for a moment, fingers pulling just lightly when they reached the tips of the long feathers. He tilted his head back, humming thoughtfully.] I think it's my turn-- [His fingers lifted away, returning to where the wings emerged from his back, wrapping around and squeezing.] --to bind you.

[revered_love]

[The hold made him shudder, harder than before, nodding quick, fingertips pressing into his back.] A-as you wish.

[death_chopper]

[He smoothed his fingers down, through the axillaries against the skin of his back.] You'll have to instruct me, though.

[revered_love]

[Took a moment to process that, but he nodded.] I can bind myself, for you, just tell me how you want me.

[death_chopper]

Convenient, that. [He detached, leaning back and leveling him with an appraising eye, trying to determine how he'd like to see him tied.] Hmn...arms behind your back. [His fingertips touched just lightly against one bicep.]

[revered_love]

[Oh, now this was almost like a game, see how Blackout can bind him up pretty. Some ribbons and he could make a nice present. He complied, arms folding behind, each hand grasping the opposite elbow.] Like this?

[death_chopper]

[His hand flattened on his arm and he turned him, tilting his head and examining him.] Yes, that's adequate. [His eyes roamed again as he tried to decide what else.]

[revered_love]

[A thin strap of leather wound about his arms, binding his wrists to them. He felt it was a nice touch, after having hated that leather tether for the past few days. He moved to sit back on his heels, wings lifting a bit, trying not to brush the bed but it was hard to keep them elevated while he was sitting.]

[death_chopper]

[His choice of binding made him frown, just slightly, less because he objected and more because he did not particularly want to remember those miserable few days.

He shifted, sliding around behind him and placing one hand on his back, palm flat, beginning to push. When he spoke, it was firm but fond.] Down.

[revered_love]

[And Eros happily obeyed. It was hard not to faceplant right into the mattress but he managed, shoulders touching, cheek pressed, wings splayed outward. He shifted a bit, to get comfortable but otherwise didn't move.] That all, Soldier?