kinkfest | Girls and Their Toys (Transformers, Frenzy/Mikaela, R)

Title: Girls and Their Toys
Author/Artist:

queenoftheskies
Rating: R
Warnings: human/mech sex
Word count: 1,437
Prompt: - Transformers, Frenzy/Mikaela: mutual gratification - I long to be connected, I long to be affected
A/N: None

"I hate you, Sam Witwicky!" Mikaela slammed the door and leaned against it, hoping he hadn't seen the tears in her eyes. She pressed against it, holding it closed though she secretly hoped he'd followed her. At the roar of Bumblebee's engines, she slid to the floor, tucking her knees to her chest. "I hate you."

Biting her bottom lip, she forced back the tears. She'd never cried over a boy before. She wasn't going to start now. He might have saved the world and have an Autobot for a car, but he was still just a boy and no boy was worth losing her heart to. If she lost her heart, she'd lose him, just like she'd lost her father.

Besides, while boys were nice, they weren't really necessary for...everything. Clutching her purse to her chest, Mikaela pushed herself to her feet. Something shifted inside, poking her, and she dropped it, rubbing the painful spot between her breasts.

"Ow." With a frown, she dug through her purse. It had seen better days and she vowed to get another as soon as she could get to the mall.

Billfold. Pens. Cell phone. She pulled it free and frowned at it. Not that she was surprised after the recent abuse everything in her purse had taken, but it looked a little worse for wear. Sliding it into the back pocket of her jeans, she shrugged. When she was at the mall purse shopping, she could stop by the mobile phone kiosk and trade it in on a newer model. It was about time for a trade-up anyway.

She tossed the battered purse on the coffee table and made her way to the back of the mobile home. She'd be glad when her dad was free, though it would be really hard not to tell him about the Autobots. She'd told him everything when she was little. Now, she wasn't sure he knew her at all.

In the bathroom, she stripped down, pulled the cell phone from her jeans pocket and set it on the counter beside the vibrator one of the girls at school had given her the Christmas before as a gag gift. She'd never tried it. She really didn't need anything more than her own fingers. But...now that she was on the outs with Sam, maybe she'd console herself with something pleasurable that wasn't him.

The thought did little to ease the ache inside, but a little lavender bubble bath and some hot water and she was well on her way to trying her hardest to forget him once and for all.

By the time she climbed from the tub, the tension had drained out of her. She toweled herself dry, studied her naked body in the mirror with a critical eye, and then snatched the vibrator from the bathroom counter, and strode into her bedroom with only one thing in mind.

Forgetting Sam.

#

Frenzy had found the simple form easy to assume. It had been even easier to knock the original into the trash can beneath the counter and assume its place where the human girl would pick him up.

Her hand was warm against him and her body buzzed with energy. There was something intriguing, something alluring about the flesh creatures, something he couldn't pinpoint. The chance to study them up close might provide him with access to their weaknesses, help him find a way to recover Lord Megatron and prepare for the coming of the others.

She proceeded without her outer covering, carried him into another room, where she jumped into the center of a bed that had seen better days. He was beginning to think she intended to sleep when she thumbed the button on the side of his new form and his tiny body thrummed with energy that set his entire being into frantic motion.

Not that he was unaccustomed to frenzied motion, but there was something promising about the movement that set his sensors on edge, something that filled him with anticipation.

#

Mikaela had never used a vibrator; she'd never needed to. Boys had lined up waiting to knock on her door since she'd first developed curves and a pretty face just prior to middle school. Still, she'd been picky and hadn't exactly played the field. Any nights she'd spent home alone, though, had been nights of her own choosing. She never slept with anyone unless she wanted it, too, and couldn't understand why some geek like Sam had managed to set her up at home alone with a vibrator when none of the more studly boys she'd dated had ever managed to.

He is so stupid. "Stupid, Sam! Stupid!"

She liked the thrumming that activating the vibrator sent through her hand, felt a flush creep into her cheeks as she imagined what it would feel like inside her.

The first touch at the entrance to her vagina sent a quivering thrill through her body, so exciting that she plunged the vibrator in without a second thought. It send a series of undulating waves through the soft tissue inside her, along delicate nerve endings, until her nipples tingled and every part of her body flamed to life with anticipation.

She explored deeper, twisting the device, turning it, experimenting until she found the most provocative positions, the places it brought her the greatest delight. And, though, time and time again, it brought her close to the edge, she discovered she could enjoy the edge almost as much as she could falling over into orgasm.

The phone at her bedside rang, distracting her for an instant. She ignored it, willed it to go away. It could be someone important. Ring. Ring. It could be Sam.

Still...

Mikaela withdrew the vibrator, directed the tip of it to her clitoris. The sudden jolt sent her careening over the edge into a series of spasms that spread out to rock her body unlike any orgasm had ever done.

#

I long to be connected, I long to be affected. The words repeated themselves over and over in his mind.

Something about joining with the human--machine to flesh and blood--had left him with the first real feeling of belonging he'd ever felt. Sure, he had his uses to the Decepticons since he was small. He probably had more use than any of them with their huge, hulking bodies and inability to perform simple tasks or hide in small places.

He'd always felt useful and needed, but never like he'd belonged.

Even after she thumbed the off switch on his side, Frenzy felt his tiny body tremble with pleasant tingles. He shuddered once, then again, resisted the urge to run his hands through the warm wetness that covered his body.

With a contended sigh, the female lay back against the plush pillows at the head of her bed and stretched. "Who needs a boy when you can get a charge like that?" Her fingers closed around him; she raised him until she could peer at him through satisfied eyes. "What brand are you, anyway?"

Frenzy tensed, ready to transform should she discover...

The girl sat up slowly, turned him over and over in her hands. He knew by the startled gasp that she'd found it: the Decepticon logo, tattooed on his butt. Except that right now, in this current form, it was somewhere else, somewhere that had preceded the rest of him into the human's body.

"Oh, my god." She raised him to eye level, repeating, "Oh, my god."

Frenzy transformed then, slowly, resisting the urge to disable the girl and flee. She might come in useful. It might be better to stay on her good side. And besides, if she could make him feel like he had earlier all the time, he might not be in any hurry to rescue Megatron or send a beacon to the others.

"Friends?" she asked. A hopeful smile spread across her lips.

"Friends," he replied in a garbled voice. The word sounded alien to his vocal processors, but he liked it. It had never been a word he'd heard from any of his...friends.

#

Breathless and trembling, Mikaela picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Mikaela, I've been trying to call you all night." It was Sam...frantic Sam.

"Well, I..." She glanced at the wiped out Decepticon, still twitching spastically on the bed beside her. "Why don't you call back in the morning and we'll talk?"

"But, I thought...why can't I come over now?"

"Sorry, Sam." She hung up on him and reached for Frenzy. "I've got plans for the rest of the evening."