Transformers (Mikaela/Carly)
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kinkfestTitle: When You're Angry
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Rating: R
Warnings: Girlslash and taking shameless liberties with canon.
Word count: 300
Summary: Two tech-heads in one room usually results in Trouble. (Wound up not really following the prompt, sorry, but Mikaela is the one that wanted to move...)
Prompt: Transformers (G1/2007 movie), Carly/Mikaela: sex in/on vehicles - tools and engine grease
Carly groaned and leaned back in her chair, the blue light from the monitors illuminating her face. "Okay," she sighed, "the orange juice is easy. The remote-control helicopter, less so. But where the hell are we going to get a carburetor for a 1950s-era military-grade Jeep at this time of night?"
Mikaela flung up her arms, streaked with black grease and God knows what else. "How should I know? I'm just telling you what we need."
"Well, think of alternatives." Carly spun around in her chair to face her. "This all has to be done by tomorrow afternoon. We don't have time to go chasing all over the planet-"
"I'm just the mechanic - you know, the one who does the actual work!" Mikaela snapped, eyes flashing. "You, on the other hand, are the genius engineer, so you think of something!"
Carly opened her mouth to snap back, but the words caught in her throat. "You're so hot when you're angry," she murmured instead.
Mikaela's cheeks went even redder and her eyes sparkled. "You're pretty sexy yourself." She sauntered over, and Carly rose to meet her, embracing her without flinching as the grease on Mikaela's arms stained her shirt. "Do we have time for this?" Mikaela whispered into her ear, and a skillful application of her tongue on Carly's earlobe made it clear what the answer had better be.
"We've got until tomorrow afternoon," Carly sighed, and tilted her head back. Mikaela purred and slipped a hand smoothly down the back of her jeans. "Mmm... won't your boys...?"
Mikaela silenced her with a kiss and a mischievous grin. "Turns out Autobots share their dates. Bumblebee's okay with it."
"And Sam...?"
"Sam said the thought kinda turned him on."
Carly couldn't help but laugh at that. "Spike said the same thing."
Author:
raisedbymooglesRating: R
Warnings: Girlslash and taking shameless liberties with canon.
Word count: 300
Summary: Two tech-heads in one room usually results in Trouble. (Wound up not really following the prompt, sorry, but Mikaela is the one that wanted to move...)
Prompt: Transformers (G1/2007 movie), Carly/Mikaela: sex in/on vehicles - tools and engine grease
Carly groaned and leaned back in her chair, the blue light from the monitors illuminating her face. "Okay," she sighed, "the orange juice is easy. The remote-control helicopter, less so. But where the hell are we going to get a carburetor for a 1950s-era military-grade Jeep at this time of night?"
Mikaela flung up her arms, streaked with black grease and God knows what else. "How should I know? I'm just telling you what we need."
"Well, think of alternatives." Carly spun around in her chair to face her. "This all has to be done by tomorrow afternoon. We don't have time to go chasing all over the planet-"
"I'm just the mechanic - you know, the one who does the actual work!" Mikaela snapped, eyes flashing. "You, on the other hand, are the genius engineer, so you think of something!"
Carly opened her mouth to snap back, but the words caught in her throat. "You're so hot when you're angry," she murmured instead.
Mikaela's cheeks went even redder and her eyes sparkled. "You're pretty sexy yourself." She sauntered over, and Carly rose to meet her, embracing her without flinching as the grease on Mikaela's arms stained her shirt. "Do we have time for this?" Mikaela whispered into her ear, and a skillful application of her tongue on Carly's earlobe made it clear what the answer had better be.
"We've got until tomorrow afternoon," Carly sighed, and tilted her head back. Mikaela purred and slipped a hand smoothly down the back of her jeans. "Mmm... won't your boys...?"
Mikaela silenced her with a kiss and a mischievous grin. "Turns out Autobots share their dates. Bumblebee's okay with it."
"And Sam...?"
"Sam said the thought kinda turned him on."
Carly couldn't help but laugh at that. "Spike said the same thing."
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