TRANSFORMERS: "MINE"
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Left pocket. Left. Pocket, man, Sergeant Epps repeated distinctly, taking aim with his rifle as Captain Will Lennox did his best to find the cell-phone in the back sections of Sergeants khaki colored trousers. Wills cell-phone had prematurely and tragically deceased in the hands of its grieving owner a minute prior, when hed tried to call Sarah and tell her that he was done with shooting practice and heading home in the nearest future.
You got, like, ten left pockets here! Will shook his head in disbelief as his hands roamed over Epps well-shaped backside in a thorough search. As if the Qatar incident would teach him something, Will thought. Damn the designer of these pants, he murmured to himself. His words were cut off by a deafening sound of Epps rifle discharging that echoed from the smooth paint-covered walls of the shooting-gallery.
A moment later Epps grunted with lazy annoyance. You keep groping my ass like that, an Ill miss all the targets.
Yeah, an ya keep seekin for excuses for yer bad aim, man, Jazzs hologram smirked, his eyes hidden behind the mirror of his sunglasses. The Autobot saboteur presented quite a sight, leaning against the table where the spare ammo was waiting for Sergeants attention.
Epps tore his eyes away from his target and lowered the rifle, giving Jazz an exaggeratedly insulted look. Well, you should try doing that with his hands on your butt if youre that smart. His lips stretched into a smile. You might actually enjoy it.
Will, who never stopped with his search mission, gave Epps a cocky grin. Well, who knows, maybe I am enjoying it, shooter-boy, he deadpanned.
Jazz laughed at that, tilting his head back. Whatever, Will, but keep in mind Epps ass is mine.
Will chuckled, and his expression clearly said: possessive freaking Autobot. That very second his hands stumbled on something hard in one of the pockets. Got it! Will exclaimed, wiping the perverse smile away from his face and producing the desired cell-phone from Epps pants.
Captain stepped away from the two and from the noise of Epps reloading his weapons. His gaze shifted to the exit where Ironhides hologram was standing stiffly and quietly, his impressive tattooed arms folded on his muscular chest. As Wills fingers pressed the buttons on autopilot he caught Ironhides steely stare. The weapons specialists face was unreadable, but Will could see a hidden fire in his turquoise eyes. Knowing Ironhide, it was pretty much like him when the Autobot got annoyed by the organics. However, now Will couldnt find the reason for one of Ironhides swings into bad mood, and it made him concerned. But before he could try and make any mental assumptions, Sarahs cheerful voice replaced the monotone beeps and dragged Captains attention away from his silent guardian
Wha- Ironhide? Will called out in confusion, watching their house drift by outside the window and disappear around the corner as they passed it and sped away.
He got no answer from his guardian, which brought back the worried thoughts from before. Will put his palms on the steering wheel, trying to get the black Autobots attention by the physical contact. Hey, buddy, whats up? We just missed our house, if you havent noticed.
This time he got a low threatening rumbling of the engine and held his hands up peacefully. Okay, I get it, youre taking us somewhere You want to talk, right?
Silence.
It was seriously freaking Will out by now. As if to further unnerve him, Ironhides hologram appeared in the passenger seat, but didnt even look at him, didnt move or speak a word. Was the bot mad at Will? If the answer to that was yes, then it aroused two more questions: what was the reason of that and what threatened Wills health in that case. Because, no matter the form, Ironhide was intimidating.
What the hell am I thinking, hes my guardian, for Gods sake! Will snorted inwardly, angry with himself.
After several silent minutes of driving, the GMC topkick turned from the main road and rolled to the lookout, cutting off the engine. Ironhides hologram left the vehicle unhurriedly, and walked around its front to open the drivers door, grab Will by the collar, drag him out of the truck and throw him roughly on its hood.
Will stared at the man in front of him with huge eyes. Okay, maybe it was time to revise his firm belief in Ironhides friendly intentions towards him.
Captain waited. He didnt have to wait long before Ironhide planted his big palms against the metal of the hood on both sides of Wills head and leaned into the human, fitting his hips between the smaller mans thighs and initiating full-body contact. I dont care what Jazz or Epps think in these regards, but your ass is mine, Will, Ironhide rumbled into the humans ear, barely audible, but as serious as the cannons he used while in his mechanoid form. His low voice held commanding finality and affection, so deep that Wills breath caught in his throat.
So thats what was the reason of Ironhides pissed off mood. His guardian was jealous. The realization hit him like an airbag in a severe car crash, striking him speechless.
And horny as hell.
As Ironhides teeth closed on a piece of tender skin on his humans neck, Will let out a sharp gasp that grew into a moan when he felt a hot-wet tongue add to the sensations.
Ironhide got rid of his clothes in a second; it definitely was some kind of a holographic trick. Wills military outfit didnt last much longer, practically ripped from Captain, exposing his smooth skin and neat body. The Autobot looked down at Wills straining erection and smirked darkly, pulling the human into a not-so-gentle kiss that left them both breathless and incredibly aroused.
Standing between Wills thighs gave Ironhide all the access he needed. Starting another almost bruising kiss, the hologram pushed one damp finger into the smaller man.
Will didnt know what his guardian used as a lubrication, and currently it wasnt important. He voiced his appreciation and pushed down on the finger to indicate he could take more.
He wanted more, and he got more. Instead of adding another digit, Ironhide withdrew altogether, and with the same dark smirk positioned himself against the humans tight entrance, bracing one hand on the warm hood for support and gripping Wills waist with the other hand. He looked into his humans eyes, silently asking if he was ready. Will only nodded. And Ironhide pushed
Inch by inch, gasping, moaning, hands grabbing at each other, bodies stilling and moving again. When Ironhides balls touched Wills ass, they stopped in that position and took a couple of seconds to regulate their breathing.
Will panted, trying to clear his vision. The stretch was unbelievable; Ironhides large member was throbbing inside. Craving for more of it, Will wrapped his legs around the others waist and tried to grind his hips into his guardians, but two strong hands stilled him firmly in place.
And then the unthinkable happened. Will heard a soft buzzing sound under his bare sweaty back and the next second stars danced behind his eyelids as a jolt of electricity went through his body, the sensation overwhelming, and far from unpleasant or painful. The shockwave let go of Will as fast as it struck. The human slumped down against the hood, his limbs shaking from a momentary and unexpected strain it had caused.
Now. Whose bitch are you, Lennox? Ironhide growled quietly, lifting his upper body from the humans and looking down at him with evil expression on his face.
Will was floating in the drowsy post-effects of the electric shock that tingled deliciously on his skin, turning all his muscles into jelly. Unnngh he replied. He had no idea himself what it was supposed to mean, and at the time he didnt care.
Answer me. Whose bitch are you? Ironhide jerked his hips up and forward, hitting the mans prostate with this short and forceful movement, and giving him a jolt of electricity again, even more intense than the previous one.
Wills body contracted from the combined sensations, his eyes closed, teeth gritted; he lifted his head from the hood for a brief moment, only to drop it back on the heated metal again, with enough force to produce an audible thud. This was too much Ironhide stilled again, waiting for his answer. How the Autobot could be so calm in such a situation was beyond Will.
The human took a couple of frantic breaths, and finally gathered what strength and coherency he had left to lock his eyes with the Autobots and gasp, Yours Im your bitch, Ironhide.
His huge guardian growled at his words and leaned down to his neck again, biting, marking him. Dont you ever forget it, Ironhide breathed into his ear, making Will shiver from the power of these whispered words. The Autobot covered his lovers lips with his, giving him a passionate kiss. The humans hips rolled up, silently begging for him to move, and Wills desperate whimper was swallowed by Ironhides eager mouth. With an answering tortured groan Ironhide swung his hips backwards, almost leaving his humans body, and then pushed inside again, making an up-jerk in the end, eliciting a cry of pleasure from Will. Then again, and again
Wills leaking erection was trapped between their hot bodies, the moisture dripping from its tip providing enough sleekness for it to easily slide against Ironhides muscled abdomen.
It was too much. But it wasnt enough.
Will wouldnt be able to manage a word, even if his life depended on it, so he didnt ask Ironhide to touch him, and reached down for his own member. A grunt of denial from Ironhide answered his desperate maneuver, and he felt his guardians large palm push his hand aside and wrap itself around him. Big and warm calloused fingers gripped his erection and slid down to the base of it, to return back up a moment later, performing a skillful wrist-flip and running a thumb over the sensitive tip.
From then on Wills groans and hisses converged into an unceasing moan of pleasure. Ironhide became just as vocal as he brought them both closer to release with each needy bite and demanding kiss, every rough caress and frantic push of his powerful hips. Now Ironhides strength and sheer weight stood behind each of his thrusts, causing the GMC swing rhythmically back and forth. A thought that the mech must have used the hand brake to keep them in place crossed Wills mind for a second and he would have laughed at his guardians inventiveness, had he been capable of doing anything except moaning.
Ironhides movements became erratic and shallow, and were slowing down with each passing moment. Digging his hands deep into Wills hips, he buried his face in the crook of the others neck. He thrust into Will one last time, and a violent shudder went through both of the Autobots forms, vehicle and human. Will felt his lover under him, above him, in him, filling him and enveloping him. It was too much
As if to break them down completely, the last and the most powerful electric shockwave traveled through the mass of entangled flesh and metal underneath it, buzzing in their nerve endings, triggering their overload, making them unable to even cry
Will came to his senses, feeling like hed had a fight with a road-roller. And lost it, too.
What was that? he murmured, looking up into wonderfully blue and clear sky.
Ironhide grunted, the sound reverberating through both their chests and against Wills neck. The Autobot was still lying atop of his human. That was me fucking you senseless into my own hood, the hologram chuckled affectionately, and lifted his head to look down into Wills face.
Oh. I was wondering who did me. Nice to know it was you, Will teased with a sly grin.
Speaking of which. Ironhides eyebrows furrowed. I hope I made myself clear on account of you groping other peoples rear?
If you are going to make yourself clear like this every time I do it, I might get used to molesting people, you know, Will mused aloud. I think I should try Jazz next time. Epps is right, he might really enjoy it.
Damn it, Lennox, you want another lesson? Ironhide grumbled in mock anger. Next time I wont be this gentle.
Wills expression clearly said possessive freaking Autobot. He laughed aloud, before catching his guardians lips in an equally possessive kiss.