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[G1] Simple Things
Apr. 25th, 2019 06:30 amTitle: Simple Things
Universe: G1, sequel to Misconstruction
Characters: Skyfire/Sunstreaker/Sideswipe, Ratchet
Rated: M
Enticements: Sticky Sexual Interfacing
Description: Their relationship wasn’t perfect, but it was perfect for Skyfire, and he hoped, for Sunstreaker and Sideswipe as well. Taking the next step is a matter of inevitability.
Commission For Fuzipenguin.
It was a beautiful day, which was quite the change to the weather recently, which had been gray and wet and disappointing, causing many an Autobot to go stir crazy within the confines of the Ark.
Skyfire's twins were no exception.
He grinned as he watched them whoop and holler their way around the track, engines roaring, the sun glinting off their freshly waxed armor, tires eating up the distance. Skyfire suspected that if they'd been trapped one more day indoors -- rainy patrols did not count apparently -- Sideswipe was going to get up to Mischief. Skyfire had done his best to serve as a distraction.
Things were going well. As well as could be expected for three such disparate personalities to find a balance and connection. It had only been half a year or so, which was barely a blink in the lifetime of the Cybertronian, but like most who'd come to live on Earth, they'd adapted by acknowledging the passage of Earth-time.
Six months to a human started to feel like six months to a Cybertronian. Relatively speaking.
Their relationship wasn't perfect. But it was perfect for Skyfire. Arguments and disagreements and every move made with tentative respect, all of it was perfect.
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Universe: G1, sequel to Misconstruction
Characters: Skyfire/Sunstreaker/Sideswipe, Ratchet
Rated: M
Enticements: Sticky Sexual Interfacing
Description: Their relationship wasn’t perfect, but it was perfect for Skyfire, and he hoped, for Sunstreaker and Sideswipe as well. Taking the next step is a matter of inevitability.
Commission For Fuzipenguin.
It was a beautiful day, which was quite the change to the weather recently, which had been gray and wet and disappointing, causing many an Autobot to go stir crazy within the confines of the Ark.
Skyfire's twins were no exception.
He grinned as he watched them whoop and holler their way around the track, engines roaring, the sun glinting off their freshly waxed armor, tires eating up the distance. Skyfire suspected that if they'd been trapped one more day indoors -- rainy patrols did not count apparently -- Sideswipe was going to get up to Mischief. Skyfire had done his best to serve as a distraction.
Things were going well. As well as could be expected for three such disparate personalities to find a balance and connection. It had only been half a year or so, which was barely a blink in the lifetime of the Cybertronian, but like most who'd come to live on Earth, they'd adapted by acknowledging the passage of Earth-time.
Six months to a human started to feel like six months to a Cybertronian. Relatively speaking.
Their relationship wasn't perfect. But it was perfect for Skyfire. Arguments and disagreements and every move made with tentative respect, all of it was perfect.
( Read more... )
