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One: Stalking isn’t Funny
“I had my doubts about working with you both, but IceGlide, MidKnight… you’ve both proven yourselves as willing flyers and followers in the air and on the ground. Colour me impressed.” Needlenose had graduated to the position of trine leader after the Quintesson incident, his work helping lead the Seekers in their attacks on the flying squid monsters had earnt him his parole’s end and he was eager to have a better go at this life than return to the past one. He wasn’t alone in that thought either as he turned to the two seekers behind him with a thoughtful smile. “So… what do you think being in the air with me then?”
“I was surprised, you didn’t try to get us to do tricky manoeuvres but you kept us low to the ground watching the traffic. I was a little concerned you’d be the sort to drag us straight into battle with the clones like Thundercracker and Sunstreaker’s unit, but I’m impressed.” MidKnight was one of the bulky black seekers, there were a few of them that had turned up as surviving the war but they were not normally the easiest to work with, the other three were in tougher trines. MidKnight though was rather more talkative than the others and had explained previously that his lot were more foot soldiers than they’d ever been air fighters, in fact some of their number had been Starscream’s elite bodyguard until the Eradicons and Vehicons had been determined the cheaper kind of soldiers to keep when the armadas had otherwise been quite destroyed.
“I gotta agree with MidKnight, I’m much more used to being asked to guard random stuff then actual aerial combat, so I’m content on traffic duty too. Uh… you’re content with that, right?” IceGlide was the second position but often the last to say anything. He was as young as he sounded, one of the last bots moulded on Cybertron with a few others but the only survivor of his initial moulded trine. His frame was a soft sort of silvery shade with odd pink highlights to his wings that matched his odd pink optics, common for the last lot of Seekers produced on Cybertron before Shockwave’s Rainmakers. He was naturally more shy than he appeared, but only because he was the constant target of bullying from other bots.
“Of course, that’s our objective and I’m pretty happy myself to be closer to where my partner’s working on rebuilding the roads down here. Not sure about you guys but, those ‘proper’ seekers can keep the skies if they want, I’m done with war.” Needlenose scoffed as they strolled towards the Traffic Tower and stepped into the lift. They could have flown up to the top, but there was always a risk of producing dust that might affect a driver and though traffic was light right now, the lunch time rush would be soon. Oddly, New Velocitron was rather easy to get along with whether you flew or drove, but maybe it was because everyone that was here had come because they did not want to be warriors anymore.
“How you been doing IceGlide? You’re welcome to come over to my apartment with ToxicBurn, SkyTremor and SmotherSky with me... we're on the bottom floor and there’s always room.” MidKnight queried, hoping he sounded helpful as he flicked his optics across towards Needlenose. Their trine leader’s mouthguard was good at covering the thoughts going through his head and his concerns but MidKnight could pick up EM fields even if they were being held very tightly. He had a good sense of bot’s inner thoughts and could predict their movements, useful in this job and yet he was surprised as he felt IceGlide’s constantly on edge EM field at the response.
“Maybe some other time...” IceGlide swatted his hand aside as they settled into the elevator. They were glad they didn’t have to spend all day on the Sky Base, they had their nice little traffic tower with a few other bots that were congenial and easy going. IceGlide just didn’t want to respond as the elevator opened onto an empty corridor and then he noticed MidKnight’s scowling face. “...what’s that face for?”
“We heard you report the break into your apartment last night Ice... you can tell your trine things.” Needlenose was the one to state it, saying it calmly and firmly in that manner of his that had helped lead Decepticons and meant he’d been such a troubling enemy to the Autobots. The words made IceGlide’s head shake, he rubbed the edge of his helm and then onto his shoulder joint, looking unsure of himself or what to do as he gave a grimace and then they turned into their office, ready to write reports the rest of the day whilst the afternoon crew took over the traffic checks.
“What’s there to say, I know who it was because they did the same when we worked under Shockwave. The difference is now I can report it and not fear getting my wings clipped.” IceGlide stated, seemingly so calmly as if there was nothing for him to worry about in this and he swatted his servo out again to them. He tried to straighten up as if being able to report it felt good and though it gave him a bit of help, he really could not explain his constant anxiety just because he was back and known to be the problem.
“Ice... they broke in when you were out on purpose this time... and I’m sure they’ve broken in before.” MidKnight stated, sounding more concerned but also understanding. He stepped over to IceGlide’s side, patting his shoulder and giving him that firm look that said he was on his side no matter what. Ice could feel it in the big guy’s smothering EM field, a feeling of total protection and as much as he appreciated it, he still felt fearful as he patted the hand to his shoulder.
“Come on...” He tried to swat MidKnight away and the big black backed off gently. But Needlenose stood in front of his desk, looking at him very cautiously and IceGlide grimaced. He didn’t like it when bots took too much notice, it had been like before when there was the fear Shockwave might find out and it would just bring him more hassle and trouble and he didn’t like to think about it at all. “...its fine, Barricade looked into it and we changed the locks and I reported it to the Aerial Bots so it will be dealt with.”
“IceGlide... stay with me and Horri-Bull tonight, just to be safe.” Needlenose stated, knowing that in his private room where Horri-Bull’s stink alone put most bots off coming near, there would be much more safety for IceGlide and he would feel more comfortable with two other bots around him. But IceGlide glowered up at Needlenose, certainly not comfortable with any of this.
“Is that a trine leader order?” IceGlide queried thoughtfully as he looked at Needlenose with a thoughtful expression upon their face. However, it was hard to tell when their leader wore a mouthguard just what he was going to say. Well, IceGlide could see though that it was more of a warning that he needed to be careful and duly, Needlenose responded as such.
“Does it have to be?” But IceGlide just swung his arms about, shaking his helm at them and giving a grunt of frustration before then settling back down and noticing that MidKnight was still looking much more thoughtfully towards him. In fact it was obvious that MidKnight wanted to look after him and give him a chance to be protected and that just felt weird. In fact, IceGlide was worried that the Big Blacks might have been told something, that WindBlast and his brother might have dared to say things. In fact, he was terrified that others might know the full situation and so he tried to just wave his hands about.
“I know its... its something I should take more seriously but... they used to eject off onto my berth all the time and I used to just clean it and carry on. It never went further than some stupid joke and you know, we were all stressed and working under Shockwave.” IceGlide began, looking anxious and worried as he thought about it all. Being controlled by Shockwave probably was what stopped him saying anything, everything wrong could have led to them to being killed and he still felt unsure of how much help was possible here. In fact, how much help could they give him? What could be done against WindBlast in the first place but Needlenose was looking at him firmly.
“Its not a joke, IceGlide... if it were both of them maybe I’d be inclined to agree it was them being spike-heads... but it’s just WindBlast.” Needlenose stated, knowing damn well that something serious had happened to them to ensure this level of anxiety and the fact he was just coping with it. It must be something he really did not want anyone to know, that he was embarrassed over and Needlenose felt sorry for him as he stepped over and held his shoulder mounts as well. “You need to tell everyone what happened, otherwise they won’t take it seriously.”
“But it’s pathetic... they already look at me like I’m maintenance crew, joke that my only job is to be the guy banging the boiler with a spanner. They still muse that I must spring a leak every time I hear Starscream flying by... it is a little daunting but...” IceGlide began until suddenly, he felt the warm servos of MidKnight wrapping around him, soothing him. “MidKnight...”
“Look, me and the others know you’ve had problems in the past... WindBlast and you were both hit badly when working under Shadow Striker and lucky to survive, but you weren’t comfortable with him even then...” MidKnight stated firmly, hugging IceGlide in a way that made him roll his optics in disbelief. But then he dropped his helm low as he was squeezed lovingly. “Then something happened... your old trine kept you well away from WindBlast afterwards and he’s stalked about you since, we need to know how serious this can get... we’re your trine now, remember.”
It made IceGlide vent heavily, lowering his head in disbelief before then smothering his head into his servos. He couldn’t accept it, this was such an uncomfortable conversation, such a fearful situation and he didn’t know how to explain it. He couldn’t explain it himself half the time but part of him kept screaming it was his own fault anyway and he’d done something wrong. But MidKnight and Needlenose wrapped their EM fields around him to protect them.
“Knight’s right... whatever you say doesn’t have to pass to anyone else, but we’d like to know.” Needlenose stated in that casual way of his that made him comforting. It made IceGlide groan in frustration before then letting himself be pulled into a tighter cuddle from MidKnight before he gave a soft groan and lowered his helm. He hated to tell the story, if only because he sounded so pathetic and stupid in it. How could he explain it and not expect them to tell him he should have fought or that he didn’t show any way of saying no. It was frustrating but as he looked to them, he was quite sure they would not treat him badly about it.
“Alright... when you’re in the healing bays you’re safe... means there was something worth keeping together when in Shockwave’s command. I didn’t care there were a few others at first in the berths... but he started insisting that us surviving when his other brother hadn’t meant something. He started saying I should be in their trine now, I belonged to them. I thought it was just more of their stupid jokes because they always were mean to me but he was always so frustrating too.” IceGlide stated, not sure if he was making sense, he didn’t like to think back on it because it had been so awkward. He could lie and just say that it had happened just like that, but the fact was that bastard had just made it more and more awkward. He’d never shut up and as he thought about it, he was starting to make a retching sound that meant Needlenose stroked his helm again. The memory, the way it had happened, it was horrible and he hated WindBlast so much for it. “But one night I felt weird, something wasn’t right, my servos wouldn’t move and I could feel a terrible pain... when I came online, he was on me and he’d knocked out my vocaliser... I couldn’t scream or buck him off... I got my hands free but he opened my spark chamber... I managed to hit him off and then ran out insisting I was back to work. I almost thanked Shockwave for just letting me get on with it.”
“He raped you!” Needlenose stated firmly, the word still new to the vocabulary of the Cybertronians but it was a very distinct word and it seemed more definite in the description of a crime. It certainly made sense to this situation, the R word had more power to it and MidKnight was nodding his head although IceGlide was quick to shake his head.
“I... forced interfacing... that R word, it’s from Earthlings and it feels more dramatic.” IceGlide stated, utterly embarrassed to think that it was that bad if only because thinking of it that way would mean one thing… he had to take it seriously and had to carry even more shame for what had happened to him. He lowered his head onto the table though as Needlenose then stared at him thoughtfully.
“But it’s what he did... and afterwards?” Needlenose stated firmly, patting IceGlide’s shoulders and pulling him in for a tighter hug. IceGlide accepted it thankfully, taking hold of him in return as MidKnight’s big servos wrapped about them both. It was oddly strange how pleasant this was, how comforting and he was surprised how long it had been since he’d been with a trine and felt this kind of sensation. The only one that cuddled him lately was that odd Shy Skywarp they’d taken in that kept saying he looked sad and grasped hold of him.
“He broke into my bunk a few times... my brothers whacked him away and threatened to shout. The fear of Shockwave always held him back but... then he’d leave weird things for me. A lot of transmission fluid to be fair... then when most of us got destroyed, I hid out with the medical trine... never saw him again till we were rebuilding here. Even when we were incarcerated by the Autobots I didn’t have to see him there.” IceGlide muttered softly, remembering with disgust the way his brothers would be scrubbing his bunk to try and stop him from worrying. IceGlide had been told to try and forget it, not to worry about it and yet somehow they couldn’t protect him without having to say it to Shockwave and if they told their master, they would be destroyed for the distraction in the ranks. He’d just had to keep trying to survive. “I thought… I thought he was dead and gone.”
“Then he was sending things and breaking into your apartment." MidKnight stated with a snarl, pulling up and then giving out such a protective EM field that it seemed to replace him hugging IceGlide. Needlenose though kept hold of him, not sure how on earth his companion coped with this, but doing whatever he could to protect him in that moment.
"And when I go out... he's always there with his brother.” IceGlide muttered anxiously and that made Needlenose give a hum of thought, he had a good idea of what they could do now and he straightened up firmly. This was more than just that one incident, this was very problematic in fact… even bots knew what stalking was and the danger it brought with it.
“It’s not good... but that’s why I’m thinking we need to make a full report of this... stalking... its not safe for you and I don’t want you going and getting hurt.” Needlenose stated firmly, stepping over to his monitor and turning it on. He immediately started writing it up with a scowl hidden under his mouthguard but one IceGlide could certainly feel. He didn’t stop him from making the report, he hoped it might help but there was always that thought in the back of his head that said it wouldn’t as Needlenose growled. “Let’s sort this out…”
“I’ll be fine Needlenose... tell you what, MidKnight how about your brothers join me at the Greasy Gear tonight, there’s some nice dancing going on...” IceGlide stated, knowing that being at a joint that was mostly only where flying bots went, it was the safest place to go. It would mean no one wouldn’t spot WindBlast or his brother and more importantly, no one would think twice about the Big Blacks all being there. Certainly it meant IceGlide could indulge in a little panic free interfacing there too, especially if someone like Nacelle was on hand.
“I also here there are stims being sold...” MidKnight warned, the growl deep in his pipes at the mention of something that was being heralded as illegal because of the damage they caused. MidKnight could not abide such things of course, but no one was more aware of drugs and their type than Needlenose whose brother had been arrested fairly recently distributing it and almost put Needlenose back in the prison over it.
“You would know... but I’m not into the drugs or there to get fuelled, hence I’m asking the Big Blacks to join.” IceGlide scoffed, looking towards MidKnight with a scowl because the Big Blacks were always ready to break a servo to catch someone breaking the rules. But as he chuckled in amusement at the big figure, Needlenose was bobbing his head in agreement to the notion and MidKnight stepped over to wrap his arms around IceGlide again in a firm cuddle.
“We’ll join.” MidKnight beamed with a joyful expression upon his face, before then turning to Needlenose with an odd wink as if he knew something that might be interesting indeed. “Besides, ToxicBurn needs a chance to be around some lively bots and maybe talk a bit himself.”
“Heh... didn’t think you guys were much for dancing... but Nacelle’s offering.” IceGlide beamed, hanging off SmotherSky’s shoulders with a giggle to say he was a little overcharged. SmotherSky waved his hand, insisting he was not dancing again, he was the more jovial of the lot but he was thoroughly exhausted, not having expected IceGlide to be so giddy and eager to dance just because he had a bit of high grade in him. The grey seeker then wrapped his arms around MidKnight, giving him a kiss on the cheek with a smirk. “Wish me luck… Nacelle is a catch if you can get him alone…”
“Have fun.” MidKnight chuckled thoughtfully, waving him off as they sat in their dark corner watching him go up to the raised platform to meet with the blue and white seeker. Nacelle’s hands were soon around IceGlide’s waist, leading him deeper into the dance floor as they were all smirking. However, the slowest vent almost of frustration caught MidKnight’s audios as he turned about to look to ToxicBurn pressed against the wall looking frustrated, servos folded across his chest. MidKnight scoffed and he looked towards SmotherSky. “He’s a good dancer, Nacelle’s pretty interested. What do you guy’s think.”
“IceGlide is nice... solid.... shame WindBlast won’t back off.” Skytremor chuckled, but he moved his helm towards the bar as he sat down. They were glad Rafale was on the drinks mixing tonight as he was carefully keeping WindBlast away from the drinks, but he couldn’t always keep an eye on SkySpinner and that’s who Tremor was trying to watch. He was shaking his head as he watched and turned to his brothers until ToxicBurn growled softly.
“He’s at the bar watching, I’ve been tracking his movements since he came in... he bought some stims too...” SmotherSky stated, making note of what their other brother clearly had noticed and he was in agreement that this was problematic. MidKnight nodded his head in agreement as Skytremor then gave a soft sighing vent of frustration as he looked towards the figure. He noticed their eldest brother was remaining silent and aggressive and it wasn’t just looking towards WindBlast but instead looking towards IceGlide.
“Well let’s not let IceGlide drink anything he shouldn’t.” MidKnight stated, trying to soothe them all into thinking that everything would be fine but he had a bad feeling. He also noticed that ToxicBurn was watching IceGlide intently. Lately, he’d noticed his brother asked more about IceGlide, tended to give MidKnight hints on things IceGlide might like to try and well, he’d been noticing him more. It had been a rather recent development, since IceGlide had gone to fix the furnace and needed help, ToxicBurn was generally quiet but he’d thought to help only to then spend the whole of the day helping IceGlide with everything. “Awfully quiet Tox... brooding again?”
However, ToxicBurn remained quiet, his eyes watching the way that Nacelle and IceGlide had stepped over to the bar, Nacelle asking for a drink but turning his back to whisper to IceGlide. In that moment, SkySpinner went past and Toxic vented heavily as Nacelle went to take his drink but IceGlide had snatched it from him. IceGlide noticed the odd taste but was far more enjoying Nacelle’s hands stroking around the top of his aft as Nacelle had smirked at him.
“Hey Ice... what say we find a nice corner and compare fuselage...” Nacelle was whispering in his audios, licking at his audios in return and then bringing his dermas to IceGlide. The pair kissed, a sort of sloppy charged kiss that screamed they were having too much fun. As they groaned out of the kiss, Ice stroked at the top of Nacelle’s canopy, looking into his red face with a smirk.
“Your pick up lines are still crass, but I’m looking for fun.... Mmm... your really nice to kiss, didn’t know you had such a firm aft too...” IceGlide teased, wrapping a hand about the aft of the other and giving it a grasp. He smirked up at Nacelle who gave a slight jump and then growled into another messy kiss. Both of them seemed to be in the mood as Ice then vented in amusement. “...nice, but mine’s better.”
The pair of them chuckled at each other, groping and feeling at each other, looking at their finish and teasing the other about it. IceGlide had been intrigued to feel up an older model like Nacelle, he was less square with smoother lines that were certainly nice to feel. He also hand a more handsome face, IceGlide’s lot were dark dashes under the optics for mechs and enhanced dermas for femmes, but their builds all exactly the same with less of the smooth lines and rounded edges. IceGlide couldn’t keep his hands off as he then stroked down Nacelle’s thinner servos and stroking around the seam where the null ray emerged with a playful smirk.
“Heh... so you older models really do have better weaponry...” IceGlide smirked, stroking around the thicker part that indicated Nacelle had quite a chunky null ray sitting in there. It was enough to make him snigger at the suggestion before IceGlide then stroked their hand upwards. They glided over Nacelle’s canopy to make the other seeker give a shudder of pleasure before their dermas came together in a flirtatious kiss. “I can be just as awful when I flirt.”
“You want to drink a little more then come back with me...” Nacelle whispered against IceGlide’s audios, thinking about finding a little spot in the corridor maybe where he could have IceGlide to himself and not worry about Red Wing or Hooligan suddenly hurrying over and getting involved too. Sometimes Nacelle wanted to have it all to himself, but he was not against giving his trine members sloppy seconds and there were rooms at the back. “...or you want to go to the back rooms.”
“I’ve gotta go to the little bot’s room and work my tail pipe a bit... but I’ll meet you up in the corridor, this place is a little too loud.” IceGlide stated, giving Nacelle a gentle kiss on the chin before stroking his body and slowly moving towards the wash rack area where bots could clean if they got splashed or empty their pipes rather than leak by accident. But just as importantly, it provided a little spot for IceGlide to grab some of the lubricant in the area and find a spot where he could sit, spread his stabilisers and work on his exhaust valve… although playing with the intake valve as well just in case he felt a little better during the frag. But IceGlide was starting to feel dizzy, not really sure what was going on and starting to get really confused… his optics were blurring, but he was sure he hadn’t had that much high grade!
“Oh slag... he was out of my line for a second...” MidKnight whined anxiously, looking around to where he’d seen Nacelle go off towards the back rooms, taking the door out the back that was usually where you went for naughty times. However, as Midknight got up and was about to got there, they all spotted IceGlide wobbling out of the wash room and practically groping the wall out towards the main entrance.
“Scrap, he’s walking somewhere weird...” SmotherSky whined, standing up from the table with MidKnight and started to move towards that direction. However the party seemed to be getting louder as the music became more chaotic and the seeker Talon was suddenly on the turn tables. The floor literally began to bounce with the other bots jumping and singing along, they couldn’t tell if IceGlide had fallen over but SmotherSky managed to catch sight of him going out the entrance! “Ice that’s not where Nacelle is.... Frag, Knight... Blast’s right behind him... can we get over there without trouble?”
“Smother go warn Nacelle... Tox you come... Tox? ToxicBurn?” MidKnight sent his brother to Nacelle but as he was wobbled and had to weave through the group, he realised that his other brother was missing completely. MidKnight didn’t know where his brother had gone, he’d probably been upset watching IceGlide potentially get drugged and had gone for help maybe? MidKnight didn’t know but he kept making his way towards the door.
A couple of bots walked passed IceGlide, none of them turning or even wondering why the other bot was venting louder and seemed to be trying to stop the world from spinning. He kept calling to Nacelle, his vision blurry but he noticed a dark seeker shape up ahead. He straightened up, only to slump into it. Holding shoulder mounts and then staring up into piercing green optics that were weirdly familiar and he stroked a blue canopy and gave a soft smirk.
“Nacelle? I don’t remember being this far from...” He shook his head, no way this was Nacelle! He gave a giggle, stroking the figure and feeling their big hands supporting his spinal struts so that he didn’t faint. He felt nice being held by this big bot and he gave a sudden giggle of amusement. “...you’re not Nacelle.”
“No... but I’ll keep you safe.” ToxicBurn murmured softly, his voice low, deep and making IceGlide’s spine rattle. IceGlide gave a giggle, holding ToxicBurn by the hand and leading him away down the passage. IceGlide seemed determined despite everything and he walked towards the flight deck, his legs feeling a little stronger and his thoughts more sober. Forget Nacelle, this guy was huge and he seemed nice, as IceGlide stumbled he hoisted him right up so IceGlide was practically sitting on his servo and stroking at him again.
“Which one are you? Hmm... green... it’s a nice colour...” IceGlide knew it was one of the Big Blacks, so he was safe, MidKnight wouldn’t let anything happen but this guy seemed nice. IceGlide whined, his valve was twitching, his charge crackling and he’d been playing with himself so he could have fun but Nacelle had probably wondered off after someone who didn’t need the prep. IceGlide scoffed as he thought of it, he looked towards ToxicBurn and then towards the flying platform. “I think I’m too wasted to fly...”
The big black nodded his head slowly and gently set IceGlide down, bout to fly and carry him when IceGlide’s hand slapped firmly to his modesty panels. His optics widened and IceGlide was smirking up at him, he then stroked down his chest plating with a smirk. He was making it obvious what he wanted, he stroked up at his chest and then mouthed gently that he’d been looking for someone to have fun with. He then leant up and ToxicBurn could have backed away, but he heard the familiar pede steps of someone unpleasant and so he pulled IceGlide up to his chest plates and then was kissing with him, passionately as the stalker strolled over.
“IceGlide? IceGlide... you can’t hide from me we’re meant to...” WindBlast had been trembling with excitement, this time he could grab IceGlide and he could keep him. He and SkySpinner had prepared everything, a nice comfortable place where IceGlide could stay, where he never had any reason to leave or ask questions… he’d have him forever! But WindBlast froze, looking ahead of him to see his beloved IceGlide wrapped in someone else’s embrace. It would have made him launch forward, release the blade from his servo and stab both of them, until IceGlide was eased to lean against ToxicBurn’s chest plates. The big black seeker lifted his head, locked upon WindBlast and he could only remember how blades dented on that armour, blasts skimmed off it and how ToxicBurn had ripped various bots into pieces. He was scared of him and he could tell that this was not like if Nacelle had been touching his beloved, ToxicBurn was someone that would hurt him on purpose! “Uh... ToxicBurn... I... I was just... going.”
ToxicBurn’s optics narrowed and he lifted an arm, opening out his arm to show off the missile and letting it start to whine into locking on. It was more than enough for WindBlast to give a whimper and duck down, stepping back until he bounced into SkySpinner who was staring but grasped his brother and pulled him away. They backed away immediately and IceGlide shuddered to see how close he’d been to getting stolen and then he’d been surprised when ToxicBurn’s dermas and pressed to his forehead gently.
“Uhn... I’m really hoping you’ll not think I’m too wasted to consent to more of that...” IceGlide smirked, licking his dermas with a wet glossa that made a shocking sound. The optics of ToxicBurn seemed to flare with excitement and he gripped hold of IceGlide, pulling him closer. IceGlide liked it, the sensation of anything touching him right now was amazing and his valve he could swear was already leaking because he wanted to be taken and ToxicBurn gave a low growl in the deep voice of his.
“He’ll be waiting for you to get home... come with me instead.” ToxicBurn rumbled and IceGlide had never thought he’d find a voice or those words so exciting before. He could swear he was overloading already as ToxicBurn’s huge servos wrapped about his aft, hoisting him up and IceGlide automatically grasped his shoulder mounts and wrapped his stabilisers around Toxic’s waist. The big black bot then launched into the air; he didn’t transform but flew as he was on towards the Seeker Heights. IceGlide gripped onto him tightly, a little scared to be flying off when he felt those big hands upon his hip, pulling onto him and keeping him close. It felt amazing to be held in such warm hands as ToxicBurn took to the lower level where there was a landing spot that scanned him then opened to him.
Once here he carried IceGlide inside then locked the place down, sending a message through his HUD to MidKnight so no one would worry. IceGlide remained clinging onto him, feeling safe and protected in his arms, a sensation he hadn’t known since long before the war when he’d had his trine with him. But he was surprised as ToxicBurn then poured him a glass of watered down energon and then brought him into one of the rooms where there was a huge bed and a lot of weight equipment. It was stark and sort of empty, but it was obvious that ToxicBurn kept things simple as he beckoned IceGlide to drink down the water.
When IceGlide finished drinking he felt a little clearer in the head but still couldn’t stop himself giggling. He lounged back onto the bed and opened his panels, showing off his bright pink spike but then gently spreading his valve lips open to show off the thick pink fluids gliding out of an already crackling hot pink mesh. It was a stunning colour and IceGlide was always embarrassed to see it usually but, he liked showing it to ToxicBurn and the big black seemed to respond.
Toxic released his spike from its casing, it was quite a thick one with slightly sharp looking edges that were actually rounded, it was plated and well… ridged for pleasure… with brilliant glowing yellow bio-lights that stood out and showed off how it was a very dark green colour. Then Toxic knelt onto the berth beside IceGlide, spreading his stabilisers and leaning back, he held his spike up and then spread his intake valve too, that shocking toxic green colour shining luminescent on the mesh and showing that he too was aroused. IceGlide stretched forward, his digits stroking the folds gently, feeling them pinch and clench a little as he slid a finger into the mesh. He was stunned, he had never been offered someone’s mesh before to play with… to be offered to be the one to put it in, but that’s not what he wanted.
“I want you… Tox… you kissed me, like no one’s kissed me.” IceGlide stated, lounging back and rubbing his anterior node that clicked upright and was flashing brightly. ToxicBurn nodded and then gently lay himself over IceGlide, bringing their dermas together in a romantic series of massages, pinches and grasps. Their glossa rolled and slid against one another, sucking at one another and IceGlide’s hips were rocking up against ToxicBurn’s spike, making them both feel good although only the steady vents from ToxicBurn seemed to vocalise any of his arousal. However, Tox was thoroughly making sure his big digits were in the mesh, stroking it out, widening it and then even his hips rubbed to press his spike-head along IceGlide’s so everything felt good as they continued to kiss hungrily before ToxicBurn pulled back and IceGlide was panting anxiously. “But what if I don’t remember anything and can’t thank you...”
“I don’t expect you too, but only if you consent will we do anything. I would hope you did not forget it.” ToxicBurn rumbled, his engines loud and thrumming, making his whole frame rock and warm IceGlide as he gave a soft giggle of amusement. IceGlide gave a soft vent of thought, smiling up at ToxicBurn and stroking up to his shoulders and around them, then stroking downwards as he gave a soft grunt of amusement.
“I love that word... it’s my safe word...” IceGlide stated, he really did love the word consent, it was the only word he felt he could believe had some sort of power. He looked up at ToxicBurn gently and nodded his head, then leant upwards to press against his dermas firmly. ToxicBurn wrapped his servos around the slimmer, lighter seeker, squeezing him as he kissed him firmly and then growled softly. He was eager to be with him, but only if IceGlide said the word and so the silvery seeker gave a soft chuckle. “I would like very much, to interface with you… ToxicBurn. If I don’t like it, I’ll say no and you’ll stop… agreed?”
“Of course.” ToxicBurn stated, nodding his head as IceGlide gave a chuckle and then kissed his dermas again before lounging back with a soft moan. ToxicBurn continued to stroke in and out of his valve, stretching it to make the mesh crackle with charge whilst that fat spike continued to rub up against IceGlide’s. The silvery seeker vented and panted softly, feeling his hips jolting and rocking with the growing excitement as he looked to ToxicBurn with big optics that were hungry and wanted more. ToxicBurn pulled his digits free and carefully, brought them to his mouth and gently rubbed his glossa against them, noticing the nice pale pink colour and then turning to IceGlide with an almost embarrassed expression. “Was… was that… uncomfortable?”
“I dunno… that looked hot to me… I kinda wanna drag my valve all over your face if you’re gonna lick my trans fluids up that eagerly.” IceGlide chuckled and then ToxicBurn looked to him with a slight flush to his dark cheeks and then the sort of coy expression that said he would not be against it. IceGlide gave a sudden squeaky giggle of disbelief and delight, he could not believe this but boy, he must be really tipsy to just speak like that when they were supposed to be doing it. Normally him talking during was a bit of a turn off, but ToxicBurn leant forward to kiss around IceGlide’s chin and throat pipes before then whispering gently.
“I’m going to put it in… just say stop and I’ll stop, if it doesn’t feel right I won’t do it.” ToxicBurn practically purred against him, determined that whatever he gave IceGlide it was only ever wanted and just to make him feel good. His whole body was humming but he could feel IceGlide’s EM field relaxing out, just letting himself be fussed and clearly being spoken to, being told what was going to happen seemed to help the confidence build within the smaller seeker. ToxicBurn kissed his chin gently and then as IceGlide nodded his head, ToxicBurn slid his hips back, pushed his spike-head into the wet valve folds that let him in and IceGlide trembled. ToxicBurn then very slowly, eased his form in and feeling the other seeker’s valve folds stretch out, widen and then the callipers squeezed. He paused, waiting for IceGlide to vent and relax, before he pushed in further and then something odd happened, it was like a sudden snagging click and both of them grunted. “Are you alright?”
“I feel amazing… you fill me right up… it’s amazing!” IceGlide crooned and oddly, ToxicBurn was sure he could feel a little of the dopey happiness too. He gave a steadying, slow vent and then wrapped his hands about IceGlide’s hips, then he anchored himself by spreading his own legs wide. He then gently shifted IceGlide’s hips upward into him, letting IceGlide’s body push into him and onto the smooth bed. ToxicBurn double-checked as IceGlide begged him to move and then ToxicBurn began to move. It was slow, steady rolling motions of his hips to draw as far back as he could and then scratch the oozing nodes inside as he pushed back in. IceGlide began to groan and moan comfortably with his cockpit lifting as ToxicBurn then began to move faster, faster and then heavier. As soon as he could almost feel that IceGlide was comfortable with the speed and the strength, he was soon pumping heavily into IceGlide who was smiling, beaming, even crying in delight as Toxic’s spike barged and rubbed at the most ecstatic node within that even caused IceGlide’s spike to pop out of its casing. “Oh... oh Primus... eh... Primus... its so good... I can’t... why am I crying?”
“You’re okay? I can slow down…” ToxicBurn grunted, about to pause but IceGlide beckoned with his hands for him to keep going. IceGlide even found himself moaning loudly, grunting and groaning as he was thrusting in hard and deep. IceGlide then sat up, letting Toxic grasp a thigh and lift it, taking a more smoother angle as IceGlide twisted on his side slightly, his hands back against the berth. He was soon grunting and venting hard, almost hiccupping and opening his intake, panting and groaning for the pressure building up with in. He felt like his insides were some drum that ToxicBurn was pounding on and it was making the strange sounds come out of IceGlide as his whole body was being rocked but he felt fantastic and ToxicBurn was holding him securely and seemingly in full control.
“It’s so good... its so good...” IceGlide whined, keen as he found himself stretching himself and then arching his back slightly. He looked like he was going to faint back, but ToxicBurn hooked a hand behind him. He pressed his big hand to the centre of the wings and steered IceGlide into him, letting the other wrap their arms about him, anchoring himself into ToxicBurn as he whined and groaned in utter delight as he slumped back in joy. “It’s so good it’s not fair if I forget!"
"I won’t forget... and I won’t let you get hurt... IceGlide.” ToxicBurn stated, his tone a little more strained and yet his was producing firm, deep vents each time he thrusted forward. His whole body was nothing but bunched up power that could probably have easily rammed into IceGlide but he was still being careful. IceGlide loved it, he almost wanted ToxicBurn to just thunder into him, but this was so perfect and so good! This was everything he needed, this was the best he’d ever had, he could feel that ToxicBurn wanted him to be amazing and that bubble was on the edge of bursting as he was feeling the friction making his thighs feel like the panelling was going to melt off!
“Say my name so I can overload to it...” IceGlide whined, panting heavily and trembling as he felt his callipers squeezing tightly around ToxicBurn’s spike and making him grunt as he understood what was happening. “Oh Primus your jet engine’s rumbling so deep... please say my name!”
“IceGlide...” ToxicBurn growled, almost gulping to keep control as he then felt the gush of fluid smother him and IceGlide go rigidly into an overload that thankfully, ToxicBurn was able to follow with his own. He pulled IceGlide close and kissed his forehead just as he too reached his end and then… IceGlide was clearly asleep!
“What a processor ache... I feel sick!” IceGlide groaned, his hips felt a bit sore too, his processor felt weird and he felt ill but that was because he’d been drinking obviously. But he could also feel something really good, that pushed sensation in his anterior node, the throbbing of his valve folds, the lips of it swollen and the sensation of something warm and sort of creamy there, which screamed he'd had a really good night! He felt amazing, damn amazing until his mind started to spin and he began to get that horrible sensation of reality!
“Oh no... I was supposed to be with Nacelle... then WindBlast got my drink and...” Reality slapped into him, he’d wandered out, WindBlast had followed after him. He remembered something grabbing hold of him, someone pulling him and taking him in their servos. Oh no, he could not remember what happened but he realised he was in a bed and he realised he’d interfaced and… “Oh no... oh no...”
IceGlide leapt up, looking utterly stunned and trying to roll himself off the berth when he heard the door open. He froze in terror, opening out his ice ray ready to hit SkySpinner and then make an escape, he didn’t know if he was going to be alright to fly when his hips were a bit stiff! However, when the door opened, a familiar big black bot stepped in with a tray of cooled energon and some ice water and almost dropped it as he froze.
“IceGlide.” MidKnight looked confused and then IceGlide slumped right back, folding forward and onto the floor. MidKnight had the moment to put the tray on the bed and then lunged forward, grabbing the silver and pink flyer and then hoisting him back up. IceGlide grasped him, getting himself back and then straightening up with a groan of dismay as he was sat back on the bed. “Whoa, you okay?”
“Oh Knight I was so scared it wasn’t somewhere safe...” IceGlide vented in utter relief, delighted that he was not somewhere dangerous and instead with the safest bots around. He was beaming in delight as he looked towards MidKnight, asking for a good cuddle as the figure chuckled, He then wrapped his servos about him, although IceGlide was still confused. “You guys rescued me?”
“ToxicBurn did, he was on it like a skitter on rust. Brought you here but... I think you seduced him...” MidKnight chuckled with a playful wiggle of his brows that made IceGlide freeze. He was just staring blankly forward, trying to figure out or even believe what they were saying! He closed his optics and then he remembered it, that big dark form holding IceGlide to him, the way he’d kissed him and scared WindBlast away, not to mention being quite sure he’d been utterly loved by that bot. But it was making IceGlide flush as MidKnight gave a scoffing vent all the same. “Never seen him so... attentive before, told me you needed a lot to drink.”
“Oh... was... was it consensual?” It felt silly to ask because IceGlide wanted to believe that it would be, but he was still scared. MidKnight had said how in a fight Tox could lose all sense of time or anything until someone pulled him off and there was the fear he might have gone too far by accident. But IceGlide took in steadying vents as MidKnight smiled at him. “I mean, I know I was over-charged and on stims from that drink...”
“Tox doesn’t do anything without consent, he made sure at every point you were alright with it.” MidKnight stated, he had been rather embarrassed but ToxicBurn had gone over it bit by bit with him and even showed him the security feed into the room and recorded personally that it had been agreed and consented to. Tox was worried about it, but that’s what made MidKnight a little curious as IceGlide seemed to wheeze in relief. “But whether he did it out of pity... I can’t answer that.”