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kinkfestTitle: Fahrenheit
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Rating: PG-13
Warnings: robots snogging.
Word count: 715
Summary: Almost getting killed gets Red in the mood for love, apparently.
Prompt: Transformers, Red Alert/Firestar/Inferno: after a rescue operation - Some like it hot, but you can't tell how hot until you try/Some like it hot, so let's turn up the heat till we fry.
Red Alert was the first to emerge from the burning warehouse, sirens wailing, but Inferno was tucked in right behind him as he soaked the ground around them both with pink fire-retardant foam. The Autobots screeched to a spinning halt a hundred yards away and transformed to stare out at the human building they couldn't save.
The flames danced in triumph, painting the sky in wicked red, and from somewhere inside came the muffled crash of structural collapse. "Firestar," Red Alert breathed, body tensing as if to run.
"Easy, Red." Inferno put a hand on his shoulder. "Firestar's damn good at what she does. She'll be fine."
"But-!" Red Alert jerked back, took a half-step at another rolling boom; Inferno caught him around the waist and lifted him half off his feet before he could start running. "Inferno, let go!" he protested. "Firestar!"
"You called?"
Inferno turned, Red Alert still flailing in his arms. "See, Red," he grinned, "I toldja."
Red spluttered. Soot had painted their teammate nearly black all over, in contrast to the few patches the other mechs were sporting, but her grin nearly glowed as she took in the sight of them. "Aww. I get a show after work. You boys are too sweet to me." Firestar flicked open her fingers, clearly displaying a compact hard drive: the real goal of their mission. "Not even a scratch," she reported gleefully, stowing her prize in subspace. "I told you I was good."
"You - you - " Red Alert groped for words that could properly express his displeasure. "Inferno, put me down so I may scold her properly!"
"Aw, Red..."
"You were worried about me?" Firestar blinked.
"He doesn't know you like I do," Inferno offered sheepishly.
"Inferno!" Red Alert shouted, then got himself under control with a visible effort. "Put me down. Please."
Inferno gave Firestar an apologetic look and set the mission leader back on his feet. Red Alert brushed himself off, squared his shoulders, and stomped up to Firestar. He was nearly a head shorter than the femme, but the glare in his optics right then would have given a combiner pause, and Firestar found herself settling into a respectful parade rest as Red Alert drew near.
"Don't ever," he said, "do that again," and reached up to pull her into the most forceful kiss he could muster.
Firestar was purring when the separated, optics dim with satisfaction. "Whatever you say, Security Director."
Red Alert huffed in satisfaction, and turned to glare over his shoulder at the boggling Inferno. "And you," he growled, "get over here."
Inferno flashed a surprised look at Firestar. "Is he going all alpha on us?"
"It's kind of cute, isn't it?" Firestar turned a lascivious grin on him.
"I'll show you cute," Red Alert grumbled, and as Inferno approached he pulled him close with one hand firmly on his aft. "I won't lose either of you. I refuse to."
"You won't, Red," Inferno promised, roaming a deft hand up the Lamborghini's back. " 'Star's too good to deactivate. And I'm too handsome."
Firestar laughed; Red Alert made a dismissive noise and ran his glossa up the femme's chest, leaving a gleaming red track in the organic soot. Feeling their third's pleased hum under his mouth, Red Alert smiled to himself and increased the pressure, his hand following suit on Inferno's aft. Inferno's engine revved, settled in a higher gear; then the fire truck's mouth was latched on firmly to one of his sensor horns and Red Alert's knees buckled.
He didn't fall, though; the other two, stronger than he, held him upright easily. "Maybe we should find a horizontal surface," Firestar suggested, her grin growing less impish, more kind as their vibration patterns began to synchronize.
Red Alert tightened his grip. "Absolutely not," he said dizzily. "We're not stopping. Not even for another burning building. Not for a burning city."
"You say the sexiest things when you're riled, Red," Inferno drawled, and nibbled his way languidly down Red Alert's sensor horn, making his entire body whine with need. "Sure you don't need to sit?"
Red Alert's grip tightened on his aft, wrenching a groan from him. "Kiss. Me," Red Alert panted, and Inferno and Firestar scuffled briefly over who would be the first to obey.
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raisedbymooglesRating: PG-13
Warnings: robots snogging.
Word count: 715
Summary: Almost getting killed gets Red in the mood for love, apparently.
Prompt: Transformers, Red Alert/Firestar/Inferno: after a rescue operation - Some like it hot, but you can't tell how hot until you try/Some like it hot, so let's turn up the heat till we fry.
Red Alert was the first to emerge from the burning warehouse, sirens wailing, but Inferno was tucked in right behind him as he soaked the ground around them both with pink fire-retardant foam. The Autobots screeched to a spinning halt a hundred yards away and transformed to stare out at the human building they couldn't save.
The flames danced in triumph, painting the sky in wicked red, and from somewhere inside came the muffled crash of structural collapse. "Firestar," Red Alert breathed, body tensing as if to run.
"Easy, Red." Inferno put a hand on his shoulder. "Firestar's damn good at what she does. She'll be fine."
"But-!" Red Alert jerked back, took a half-step at another rolling boom; Inferno caught him around the waist and lifted him half off his feet before he could start running. "Inferno, let go!" he protested. "Firestar!"
"You called?"
Inferno turned, Red Alert still flailing in his arms. "See, Red," he grinned, "I toldja."
Red spluttered. Soot had painted their teammate nearly black all over, in contrast to the few patches the other mechs were sporting, but her grin nearly glowed as she took in the sight of them. "Aww. I get a show after work. You boys are too sweet to me." Firestar flicked open her fingers, clearly displaying a compact hard drive: the real goal of their mission. "Not even a scratch," she reported gleefully, stowing her prize in subspace. "I told you I was good."
"You - you - " Red Alert groped for words that could properly express his displeasure. "Inferno, put me down so I may scold her properly!"
"Aw, Red..."
"You were worried about me?" Firestar blinked.
"He doesn't know you like I do," Inferno offered sheepishly.
"Inferno!" Red Alert shouted, then got himself under control with a visible effort. "Put me down. Please."
Inferno gave Firestar an apologetic look and set the mission leader back on his feet. Red Alert brushed himself off, squared his shoulders, and stomped up to Firestar. He was nearly a head shorter than the femme, but the glare in his optics right then would have given a combiner pause, and Firestar found herself settling into a respectful parade rest as Red Alert drew near.
"Don't ever," he said, "do that again," and reached up to pull her into the most forceful kiss he could muster.
Firestar was purring when the separated, optics dim with satisfaction. "Whatever you say, Security Director."
Red Alert huffed in satisfaction, and turned to glare over his shoulder at the boggling Inferno. "And you," he growled, "get over here."
Inferno flashed a surprised look at Firestar. "Is he going all alpha on us?"
"It's kind of cute, isn't it?" Firestar turned a lascivious grin on him.
"I'll show you cute," Red Alert grumbled, and as Inferno approached he pulled him close with one hand firmly on his aft. "I won't lose either of you. I refuse to."
"You won't, Red," Inferno promised, roaming a deft hand up the Lamborghini's back. " 'Star's too good to deactivate. And I'm too handsome."
Firestar laughed; Red Alert made a dismissive noise and ran his glossa up the femme's chest, leaving a gleaming red track in the organic soot. Feeling their third's pleased hum under his mouth, Red Alert smiled to himself and increased the pressure, his hand following suit on Inferno's aft. Inferno's engine revved, settled in a higher gear; then the fire truck's mouth was latched on firmly to one of his sensor horns and Red Alert's knees buckled.
He didn't fall, though; the other two, stronger than he, held him upright easily. "Maybe we should find a horizontal surface," Firestar suggested, her grin growing less impish, more kind as their vibration patterns began to synchronize.
Red Alert tightened his grip. "Absolutely not," he said dizzily. "We're not stopping. Not even for another burning building. Not for a burning city."
"You say the sexiest things when you're riled, Red," Inferno drawled, and nibbled his way languidly down Red Alert's sensor horn, making his entire body whine with need. "Sure you don't need to sit?"
Red Alert's grip tightened on his aft, wrenching a groan from him. "Kiss. Me," Red Alert panted, and Inferno and Firestar scuffled briefly over who would be the first to obey.
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Date: 2008-02-07 04:42 pm (UTC)Damn right he is. Show 'em who's boss, Red. XD
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Date: 2008-02-07 06:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-07 06:07 pm (UTC)XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD
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Date: 2008-02-07 06:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-07 06:09 pm (UTC)IN MY PANTS
(I ALSO LIKE OVERSHARE)
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Date: 2008-02-07 06:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-07 07:14 pm (UTC)So, I actually haven't met Firestar yet and I am terribly picky about getting het in my slash, but I am now all for Inferno/Red Alert so I clicked and OH MY GOD I AM SO GLAD I DID.
"Kiss. Me," Red Alert panted, and Inferno and Firestar scuffled briefly over who would be the first to obey.
That is the sexiest thing in the UNIVERSE.
And Inferno picking Red up and holding him is the most adorable. :D
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Date: 2008-02-07 11:17 pm (UTC)HAVE MY BABIES! OR BRIAREOS'. I'M NOT PICKY.
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Date: 2008-02-08 12:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-08 01:56 am (UTC)yes yes yes YES YES!!!!
"It's kind of cute, isn't it?"
LMAO!
<3
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Date: 2008-02-18 09:01 am (UTC)You heard him, 'Ferno...*munches popcorn*
"Kiss. Me," Red Alert panted
Woooooo! *throws popcorn like confetti* Go Red! Go Red! *catcalls*
Nice one! Wasn't sure about it at first but dawwwww Red is just so awesome. His kiss with Firestar left ME breathless, much less her! XD
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Date: 2009-03-25 07:18 pm (UTC)