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kinkfestTitle: Silent Lucidity
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syvia
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Word Count: 540
Summary: They’re driving, and Mikaela remembers her father.
Notes: Thanks todusknobody for introducing me to the song Silent Lucidity, by Queensryche. Also to Sumire, who introduced her to it.
Prompt: Transformers Movie, Bumblebee/Sam/Mikaela: country roads - "lulled to rest, cradled in leather and sound"
She loved this.
Dates were nice- it was sweet when Sam took... tried to take her to dinner or some movie. He tried to be suave and cool, and sometimes he succeeded, and sometimes he failed but it was still cute. He was honest, and she liked that. It was better when they went out and found a stretch of country road, Bee kicked up the accelerator and they'd drive.
Miles and miles, driving, flying down the road and the only sound was Bee's engine.
Sometimes they'd talk about pointless things, sometimes they weren't so pointless, and sometimes there was teasing, and station surfing.
"No."
Static. Country music.
"No."
Static. Opera.
"No," Sam said before she had a chance to. Mikaela laughed as Bee tapped into the start of Wipeout. He'd done it on purpose, knew how much Sam hated opera.
She caught Sam's grin as he pretended to drive. He could drive just fine- Mikaela had seen him do it. He enjoyed it, but on evenings like this he sat back with a hand on the wheel and let Bee go wherever.
The stations garbled again, static, then lyrics-
There's a place I like to hide,
a doorway that I run to in the night...
"Hey-" she murmured before Sam could say anything. "This is good."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah," she grinned at the radio, reclined her seat a little and sank back into warm leather. "My dad loved this song."
To face your fears, retrace the tears,
and ride the whims of your mind...
She remembered feeling this safe- this comfortable, like dreams of childhood. Dad would let her sit in the cars he got for his 'special friends', but she had to be careful not to get anything dirty, and he never, ever took her out for a ride in them.
But she remembered going for a ride in his old 1972 Monte Carlo- kept so well it still looked new and ran better than most of the newer models. She'd felt so safe there, dad at the wheel, in complete control of what he was doing. He'd been so good at driving.
Mikaela remembered crying when they had to sell it.
Bee was the only driver she'd known who was better than her father.
I- will be watching over you
I- am gonna help you see it through
She tilted her head back as the music grew louder.
Sam kept glancing over, almost nervously, at Mikaela's blissed-out grin, how it looked like she was melting into the seat, so relaxed. Damn she was hot. She was also killing him with the soft movement of her lips- mouthing the words of the song, tilting her head back and baring her throat. Hair slid over Bee's passenger seat, and because Sam was a typical teenage guy he kept wondering.
If he and 'Kaela ever had sex in the back seat, would it be a threesome?
Bumblebee felt Mikaela's pulse dip almost to the level of sleep, and Samuel's elevate into a state of excitement that the boy attempted to repress. Amused, relaxed, he sped on beneath the stars, his precious ones safe within, and the song continued.
I- will protect you in the night
I- am smiling next to you
Author/Artist:
syviaRating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Word Count: 540
Summary: They’re driving, and Mikaela remembers her father.
Notes: Thanks to
dusknobody for introducing me to the song Silent Lucidity, by Queensryche. Also to Sumire, who introduced her to it.Prompt: Transformers Movie, Bumblebee/Sam/Mikaela: country roads - "lulled to rest, cradled in leather and sound"
She loved this.
Dates were nice- it was sweet when Sam took... tried to take her to dinner or some movie. He tried to be suave and cool, and sometimes he succeeded, and sometimes he failed but it was still cute. He was honest, and she liked that. It was better when they went out and found a stretch of country road, Bee kicked up the accelerator and they'd drive.
Miles and miles, driving, flying down the road and the only sound was Bee's engine.
Sometimes they'd talk about pointless things, sometimes they weren't so pointless, and sometimes there was teasing, and station surfing.
"No."
Static. Country music.
"No."
Static. Opera.
"No," Sam said before she had a chance to. Mikaela laughed as Bee tapped into the start of Wipeout. He'd done it on purpose, knew how much Sam hated opera.
She caught Sam's grin as he pretended to drive. He could drive just fine- Mikaela had seen him do it. He enjoyed it, but on evenings like this he sat back with a hand on the wheel and let Bee go wherever.
The stations garbled again, static, then lyrics-
There's a place I like to hide,
a doorway that I run to in the night...
"Hey-" she murmured before Sam could say anything. "This is good."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah," she grinned at the radio, reclined her seat a little and sank back into warm leather. "My dad loved this song."
To face your fears, retrace the tears,
and ride the whims of your mind...
She remembered feeling this safe- this comfortable, like dreams of childhood. Dad would let her sit in the cars he got for his 'special friends', but she had to be careful not to get anything dirty, and he never, ever took her out for a ride in them.
But she remembered going for a ride in his old 1972 Monte Carlo- kept so well it still looked new and ran better than most of the newer models. She'd felt so safe there, dad at the wheel, in complete control of what he was doing. He'd been so good at driving.
Mikaela remembered crying when they had to sell it.
Bee was the only driver she'd known who was better than her father.
I- will be watching over you
I- am gonna help you see it through
She tilted her head back as the music grew louder.
Sam kept glancing over, almost nervously, at Mikaela's blissed-out grin, how it looked like she was melting into the seat, so relaxed. Damn she was hot. She was also killing him with the soft movement of her lips- mouthing the words of the song, tilting her head back and baring her throat. Hair slid over Bee's passenger seat, and because Sam was a typical teenage guy he kept wondering.
If he and 'Kaela ever had sex in the back seat, would it be a threesome?
Bumblebee felt Mikaela's pulse dip almost to the level of sleep, and Samuel's elevate into a state of excitement that the boy attempted to repress. Amused, relaxed, he sped on beneath the stars, his precious ones safe within, and the song continued.
I- will protect you in the night
I- am smiling next to you
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Date: 2007-10-10 07:44 am (UTC)...would it be a threesome?
Bwahaha! Boyo, you have no idea. ~_^
his precious ones safe within
AWwwwwww, that's so cool. <3 Bee <3
Good one! ^_^
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Date: 2007-10-12 12:08 am (UTC)Thanks, I'm glad you liked it!
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Date: 2007-10-10 03:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-12 12:11 am (UTC)*chuckling* So that means a lot. *takes hat off to you*
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Date: 2007-10-12 04:18 pm (UTC)(Most of what I do know, I learnt from long hours of
compulsive link-clickingsurfing the TF wiki. So deliciously addictive. Mmm.)no subject
Date: 2007-10-11 05:28 am (UTC)this was great. loved the characterizations.
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Date: 2007-10-12 12:12 am (UTC)Thanks!