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[G1] Idle Hands
May. 26th, 2022 07:30 amTitle: Idle Hands
Universe: Transformers G1
Characters: Prowl, Ironhide, Optimus Prime, Jazz/Megatron, Implied Jazz/Optimus Prime
Rated: M
Enticements: Sticky Sexual Interfacing, Dom/Sub themes, Facesitting, Sex Toys
Description: In a mostly post-war world, Jazz is bored, and a bored Jazz is not safe for anyone – least of all Megatron, who didn’t realize how much he’d enjoy getting bossed around by the Spec Ops mech.
Commissioned by Jee and written for the MegOp server.
“I’m bored,” Jazz complained as he let himself into Prowl’s locked office and threw his frame onto the only piece of furniture not covered in datapads and actual, paper documents.
“Hi, bored. I’m Prowl,” Prowl replied without missing a beat or looking up from the datapad that occupied both his attention and his frown. It was his thinking frown, however, so Jazz wasn’t too concerned.
Yet.
Jazz groaned and tipped his head back against the high-backed chair. “You’re spending too much time with Sparkplug.”
“He is a comforting spot of urbanity in a chaotic storm of treaty negotiations,” Prowl said with a twitch of his sensory panels. He looked tired. He felt tired.
Who knew that trying to negotiate some kind of cease-fire and peace treaty with the Decepticons would actually be more exhausting than the war itself? But needs must. Needs like a lack of resources, dwindling motivations, and the realization that if they didn’t pull their heads out of their afts, Cybertron’s already ruined landscape would become an uninhabitable wasteland that could never be restored.
“Give me something to do,” Jazz demanded, and it wasn’t a whine. “I’m going out of my mind with boredom here. I’m getting itchy fingers, if you know what I mean.”
Prowl’s panels twitched again, and he moved from one datapad to another without missing a beat. “You’re not allowed to kill any Decepticons. We are in a cease-fire.”
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Universe: Transformers G1
Characters: Prowl, Ironhide, Optimus Prime, Jazz/Megatron, Implied Jazz/Optimus Prime
Rated: M
Enticements: Sticky Sexual Interfacing, Dom/Sub themes, Facesitting, Sex Toys
Description: In a mostly post-war world, Jazz is bored, and a bored Jazz is not safe for anyone – least of all Megatron, who didn’t realize how much he’d enjoy getting bossed around by the Spec Ops mech.
Commissioned by Jee and written for the MegOp server.
“I’m bored,” Jazz complained as he let himself into Prowl’s locked office and threw his frame onto the only piece of furniture not covered in datapads and actual, paper documents.
“Hi, bored. I’m Prowl,” Prowl replied without missing a beat or looking up from the datapad that occupied both his attention and his frown. It was his thinking frown, however, so Jazz wasn’t too concerned.
Yet.
Jazz groaned and tipped his head back against the high-backed chair. “You’re spending too much time with Sparkplug.”
“He is a comforting spot of urbanity in a chaotic storm of treaty negotiations,” Prowl said with a twitch of his sensory panels. He looked tired. He felt tired.
Who knew that trying to negotiate some kind of cease-fire and peace treaty with the Decepticons would actually be more exhausting than the war itself? But needs must. Needs like a lack of resources, dwindling motivations, and the realization that if they didn’t pull their heads out of their afts, Cybertron’s already ruined landscape would become an uninhabitable wasteland that could never be restored.
“Give me something to do,” Jazz demanded, and it wasn’t a whine. “I’m going out of my mind with boredom here. I’m getting itchy fingers, if you know what I mean.”
Prowl’s panels twitched again, and he moved from one datapad to another without missing a beat. “You’re not allowed to kill any Decepticons. We are in a cease-fire.”
“( Read more... )
