Photon Ring

[notyourchauffeur]

Who: Skyfire and Soundwave
What: Yeppppp...
Where: Singularity
Warnings: It's porn.



Just another one of those nights. He's alone and idle. He has too much time on his hands these days and it bothers him. Too much time to think and dwell and this stupid, fleshy body and it's needs.

He wonders if Soundwave is watching, as he presses the heel of his palm against his erection through his slacks. The thought used to bother him, but now that things are different, he finds it rather exciting. Probably not but well. It helps move things along.

He pushes his slacks down part way and strokes himself. Idly, he takes his time about it. It's not as though he was about to sleep soon anyways, even with the soft, comforting glow of the screens around him.

So he engrosses himself in a favorite fantasy and picks an easy pace.

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[allshock_notalk]

The tone of confidence is pleasant to listen to. It makes him smile, all too glad to be with him. At the request for a kiss, he nods once -- but stills a moment as he feels the fingers on his ear. It makes him shudder and lean towards the contact.

"AFFIRMATIVE."

The tip of his tongue draws up the underside of Skyfire's length as he goes to stand up. A faint egotistical smile is smugly set on Soundwave's face as he leans in to give Skyfire a kiss.

This has been good. One of the better decisions he's made, to be with both of them. It's not quite like having a purpose, but it does well.

[notyourchauffeur]

That earns a shuddering groan and Skyfire kisses him more aggressively. He takes the chance to pull Soundwave into his lap and push a hand up under his shirt. He lets his fingers feather across the Decepticon's chest, pausing to pluck teasingly at a nipple.

"I also think, that perhaps you should undress."

He doesn't really wait for him to agree. He just begins pulling off his shirt and jacket, kissing his neck and ear.

"You know it's funny. I was just thinking about you. Very nice of you to show up like this."

[allshock_notalk]

There's a startled groan from the Decepticon at the way Skyfire touches him; he jerks, his back arching slightly as the taller Cybertronian's fingers pinch him faintly. "AGREED," he grunts out, wriggling faintly in Skyfire's lap to assist in undressing himself.

Surprisingly, he does will to remain in Skyfire's lap while he sheds his clothes. It's not graceful and he's quick about it, but they're off and that's all that matters.

"WAS WATCHING. DIFFICULT TO KEEP AWAY." He closes his eyes momentarily as he feels the lips on his neck and ear. Lightly, he drags his fingers up Skyfire's spine.

[notyourchauffeur]

"Well I am grateful that you came to my rescue," He chuckles, arching into the touch. He sheds the rest of his own clothes in a clumsy manner. This is something that hadn't lost it's charm- the feeling of skin against skin.

He rubs his palm over Soundwave's chest and belly comfortably, pulling him down so they can curl up together. He craves the closeness of it more than anything.

[allshock_notalk]

There's the briefest shudder as he feels Skyfire's fingers run over his torso. He curls his fingers a little harder into Skyfire's shoulders, following him down to the bed easily enough.

The contact is warm, and the way Skyfire holds him envelopes him. It's secure and pleasant. He can hardly complain.

"NOTED. WILL SEE HOW GRATEFUL."

He brushes his fingers over Skyfire's cock again, gliding his palm over the head before giving it a more serious grip.

[notyourchauffeur]

He groans, bucking his hips just once against Soundave's grip, liking the tightness. Arching, he manages to bow enough to run his tongue past a nipple, trapping it under his lips for a little bit of pleasant torment.

"I am very grateful person," He says, lifting his head, voice slightly more hoarse than before.

He enjoys stealing glances at Soundwave's smooth, slender frame, tracing curves and creases with his fingertips. Down his leg and under the arch of his knee, over visible ribs and hip bones. He presses their mouths together again, the glow of their eyes mingling together in an eerie mixture.

Satisfied he lowers himself against Soundwave, shivering as their cocks brush together. Breath tickling against the Deceticon's ear, the scientist moans, pressing a little harder, licking.

"Right now you are mine."

Odd to hear himself say that, perhaps he's spent too much time with the both of them. It's not a claim he lays most days- content with sharing and personal control. Right now- not so much.

[allshock_notalk]

A proper distraction; Soundwave trembles under Skyfire as he feels his tongue on his skin, letting out a low moan as he squirms under him. That-- that's good. Very good.

He arches his spine and jerks a little more under him, unabashedly crying out as he feels Skyfire touch him, rubbing against him. Struggling for some semblance of control, he buries his fingers into Skyfire's hair, pressing desperately into the kiss.

The vocal claim pleases him. Soundwave hums, rolling his hips hard against the shuttle's. "PROVE IT," he taunts faintly, forming a small smirk.

[notyourchauffeur]

Well. He'll give Soundwave what he wants- though it was the communications officer who had intruded on him (not unwelcome, but on principal) so he'll do it his own way. He pins him easily, only responding with a low rumble as he grinds their hips together harshly.

The delightful friction draws out deep moans, quickly making him want more.

He' not rough with Soundwave, but he is firm and unrelenting.

[allshock_notalk]

There is no sense of threat when Skyfire holds him down. It asserts Skyfire as the dominant actor here, and he's quite fine with that, honestly. The situation is comfortable because Soundwave, in his perception, allows it so.

He leans his head back, yelping out louder, the sound coming from him uncanny to most but accepted by Skyfire -- that he can also appreciate about him. Soundwave jerks under Skyfire, finding himself quickly lost in the sensations.

All to the point in which he's begging -- just begging -- in Cybertronian for more.

[notyourchauffeur]

And more he will have. Skyfire has been ready since the start. He slides down, slipping his mouth over Soundwave's cock abruptly and without warning, rewarding him with a minute of rather focused oral before going for the nightstand to fetch the required items. He's learned with Shockwave and Soundwave, to keep them at hand. It's not the first and will not be the last time that one or both has surprised him like this. They seem to simply decide it's time for intercourse and he'd be damned if it doesn't happen right then.

He absently arranges Soundwave as he likes, it's easy with his inherent strength, it takes no effort at all. The Decepticon's hindquarters resting in his lap, the rest of him still resting on the bed. The shuttle shoves the pillow under his head as an afterthought. Best to be comfortable. Quietly, he applies a good amount of lubricant to his fingers and goes to press one in. He's still slow and gentle. Somehow, he still manages to keep the smile on his face while checking to ensure he's not inflicting pain or discomfort.

[allshock_notalk]

It's almost difficult to just not come when Skyfire takes him into his mouth. Soundwave shudders and tries to not just buck into him, welcoming something so warm and wet. It's delightful. Brief as it is, it was a moment of barely constrained control.

After, he's arranged around, Skyfire's strength and Soundwave's litheness cooperating together. He wriggles his hips a little in order to get more comfortable before he feels the finger slide in.

The pressure is still mildly uncomfortable at first, as it always is, but eventually it quickly evolves into something pleasant. Soundwave groans softly, rolling his hips in favor of Skyfire's finger.

[notyourchauffeur]

It's damn near wonderful to see. He presses in again with more purpose, thrusting in a bit harshly. Never enough for pain, but definitely enough to be memorable, and he certainly doesn't let up.

"You just... let me know. When you want more."

He could sit here and watch Soundwave writhe at his hands for a long time, but his own need drives him along- drives him to pushing in a second finger and aiming to squeeze more strained, pleasured sounds out of the Decepticon.