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kinkfestTitle: "Youthful Transgressions"
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manga_queen
Rating: R
Warnings: Threesome. Sex.
Word Count: 984
Prompt: Transformers (Animated), Optimus Prime/Elita One/Sentinel: experimentation - youthful transgressions
A/N: I'm sorry it's late
Optimus couldn't believe he'd let Sentinel drag him out there. He knew that they were breaking so many rules that, if they were found out, they'd be expelled from the Academy. He shook his head as the other started flirting with Elita, who had decided to accompany them. He knew that Sentinel was well aware of the fact that he liked Elita, and, up until right then, the other had never shown any interest in the femme.
Sentinel glanced back for a second, knowing that Optimus was watching him. "So, Elita," he started to say loudly, making sure Optimus could hear him, "when we get back, you want to get together some time? More than we normally do? Without anyone else around?"
Elita One shrugged. "I don't know," she answered teasingly. "I'll have to see when we get back, Sentinel." She looked over her should, noticing that Optimus was pretty far behind them. "C'mon, Optimus, you're falling behind." Elita smiled as Optimus caught up with them.
Optimus rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry," he said. "I was just thinking." He sighed as he walked right beside them, trying to figure out how much trouble they were going to get in to. Depending on who dealt with them, it might just be brushed off as "youthful transgressions," and they'd be punished, but not thrown out; at the same time, they might be expelled for doing this.
"You're worrying too much, Optimus," Elita stopped and looked at the mech she was addressing. "It isn't like they'll find out. We're not going to be out here much longer, and we aren't going to get into any trouble, so lighten up."
Optimus sighed. "You both just dragged me out here. You haven't even told me why we're out here."
"To do an experiment," Sentinel said, smirking. "Elita here came up with it, and it involves both of us." He pushed Optimus against the side of the canyon they were in. "I thought it sounded like a good idea, too, so I figured I'd drag you along so we could try it out." He glanced at Elita, nodding.
Elita grinned and walked over to the two, leaning forward to kiss Optimus, surprising the mech. She let her hands trail down Optimus' chassis slowly, caressing anywhere they could. She wasn't surprised when she saw Sentinel's hands join hers. She could tell that Optimus was past surprised now, and wondered if the other was going to react at all. She pulled out of the kiss and looked over at Sentinel, who took the hint and pulled Optimus into a kiss.
Optimus' optics widened as Sentinel kissed him; it was the last thing he had expected to happen to him, but he couldn't help but admit that it wasn't actively bad. In fact, it was actually rather enjoyable. He shuddered slightly as he felt Elita pressing up against him, rubbing up against him as she ran her hands up and down his body. Once over his shock, he kissed Sentinel back, wrapping one arm around the other mech, and the other arm around the femme.
Sentinel smirked, shoving his glossa into Optimus' mouth, deepening the kiss. He pressed his body right up against the other mech's, making sure Optimus couldn't get away, even though he knew that Optimus wasn't about to try. He pulled out of the kiss, moving down to nip at Optimus' jawline. He watched as Elita moved up and took over kissing Optimus.
Elita grinned as she initiated the kiss, making a show out of it, making sure Sentinel could see her glossa twining with Optimus'. Her hands moved down Optimus' back, slowly making their way towards the other's aft and squeezing. She was surprised to feel two pairs of hands exploring her body, finding some of her more sensitive areas almost immediately. She gasped, arching against Optimus as Sentinel moved so he was behind her; she didn't even notice that the other was moving as she continued kissing Optimus.
Sentinel nipped at Elita's neck as his hands caressed the joints in her hips, watching Optimus' hands grope the femme's chassis. He could tell, by the sound of Elita's intakes that the femme was close to overload; unfortunately, neither he nor Optimus were. He decided he'd just have to fix that after Elita had overloaded. He stepped up his attention on the femme between Optimus and himself, noting that Optimus mimicked his actions.
Optimus pulled out of the kiss and pressed his lips to Sentinel's, kissing the other mech as they both paid attention to Elita. He had to admit, both of the others were very good kissers, and that more than made up for them dragging him, unceremoniously, out there. He heard Elita cry out as the femme reached overload, sending a current of energy through him. He was surprised when Sentinel pulled out of the kiss and moved Elita away, setting her down not too far from them. He watched as the other mech came back his way.
Sentinel pulled Optimus into a rough, searing kiss. He was nowhere near gentle as he pushed Optimus against the wall, hands roaming over the other's chassis.
Optimus let out a growl as he returned the attention. He gasped as he felt Sentinel's hand dip underneath his armor and tweak a bundle of wires. He tensed, crying out softly before he returned the favor by stroking joints in Sentinel's hip and shoulder. He smirked as Sentinel had the same reaction he'd had.
Both of them kept going at it like that until they overloaded; Sentinel was the first to overload, and he sent his energy through Optimus, causing the other to. They just sat there, close to Elita, not worrying about anything. They didn't want to think about what would happen if they returned and were caught, so they just huddled together happily, drifting into a peaceful recharge together.
Author:
manga_queenRating: R
Warnings: Threesome. Sex.
Word Count: 984
Prompt: Transformers (Animated), Optimus Prime/Elita One/Sentinel: experimentation - youthful transgressions
A/N: I'm sorry it's late
Optimus couldn't believe he'd let Sentinel drag him out there. He knew that they were breaking so many rules that, if they were found out, they'd be expelled from the Academy. He shook his head as the other started flirting with Elita, who had decided to accompany them. He knew that Sentinel was well aware of the fact that he liked Elita, and, up until right then, the other had never shown any interest in the femme.
Sentinel glanced back for a second, knowing that Optimus was watching him. "So, Elita," he started to say loudly, making sure Optimus could hear him, "when we get back, you want to get together some time? More than we normally do? Without anyone else around?"
Elita One shrugged. "I don't know," she answered teasingly. "I'll have to see when we get back, Sentinel." She looked over her should, noticing that Optimus was pretty far behind them. "C'mon, Optimus, you're falling behind." Elita smiled as Optimus caught up with them.
Optimus rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry," he said. "I was just thinking." He sighed as he walked right beside them, trying to figure out how much trouble they were going to get in to. Depending on who dealt with them, it might just be brushed off as "youthful transgressions," and they'd be punished, but not thrown out; at the same time, they might be expelled for doing this.
"You're worrying too much, Optimus," Elita stopped and looked at the mech she was addressing. "It isn't like they'll find out. We're not going to be out here much longer, and we aren't going to get into any trouble, so lighten up."
Optimus sighed. "You both just dragged me out here. You haven't even told me why we're out here."
"To do an experiment," Sentinel said, smirking. "Elita here came up with it, and it involves both of us." He pushed Optimus against the side of the canyon they were in. "I thought it sounded like a good idea, too, so I figured I'd drag you along so we could try it out." He glanced at Elita, nodding.
Elita grinned and walked over to the two, leaning forward to kiss Optimus, surprising the mech. She let her hands trail down Optimus' chassis slowly, caressing anywhere they could. She wasn't surprised when she saw Sentinel's hands join hers. She could tell that Optimus was past surprised now, and wondered if the other was going to react at all. She pulled out of the kiss and looked over at Sentinel, who took the hint and pulled Optimus into a kiss.
Optimus' optics widened as Sentinel kissed him; it was the last thing he had expected to happen to him, but he couldn't help but admit that it wasn't actively bad. In fact, it was actually rather enjoyable. He shuddered slightly as he felt Elita pressing up against him, rubbing up against him as she ran her hands up and down his body. Once over his shock, he kissed Sentinel back, wrapping one arm around the other mech, and the other arm around the femme.
Sentinel smirked, shoving his glossa into Optimus' mouth, deepening the kiss. He pressed his body right up against the other mech's, making sure Optimus couldn't get away, even though he knew that Optimus wasn't about to try. He pulled out of the kiss, moving down to nip at Optimus' jawline. He watched as Elita moved up and took over kissing Optimus.
Elita grinned as she initiated the kiss, making a show out of it, making sure Sentinel could see her glossa twining with Optimus'. Her hands moved down Optimus' back, slowly making their way towards the other's aft and squeezing. She was surprised to feel two pairs of hands exploring her body, finding some of her more sensitive areas almost immediately. She gasped, arching against Optimus as Sentinel moved so he was behind her; she didn't even notice that the other was moving as she continued kissing Optimus.
Sentinel nipped at Elita's neck as his hands caressed the joints in her hips, watching Optimus' hands grope the femme's chassis. He could tell, by the sound of Elita's intakes that the femme was close to overload; unfortunately, neither he nor Optimus were. He decided he'd just have to fix that after Elita had overloaded. He stepped up his attention on the femme between Optimus and himself, noting that Optimus mimicked his actions.
Optimus pulled out of the kiss and pressed his lips to Sentinel's, kissing the other mech as they both paid attention to Elita. He had to admit, both of the others were very good kissers, and that more than made up for them dragging him, unceremoniously, out there. He heard Elita cry out as the femme reached overload, sending a current of energy through him. He was surprised when Sentinel pulled out of the kiss and moved Elita away, setting her down not too far from them. He watched as the other mech came back his way.
Sentinel pulled Optimus into a rough, searing kiss. He was nowhere near gentle as he pushed Optimus against the wall, hands roaming over the other's chassis.
Optimus let out a growl as he returned the attention. He gasped as he felt Sentinel's hand dip underneath his armor and tweak a bundle of wires. He tensed, crying out softly before he returned the favor by stroking joints in Sentinel's hip and shoulder. He smirked as Sentinel had the same reaction he'd had.
Both of them kept going at it like that until they overloaded; Sentinel was the first to overload, and he sent his energy through Optimus, causing the other to. They just sat there, close to Elita, not worrying about anything. They didn't want to think about what would happen if they returned and were caught, so they just huddled together happily, drifting into a peaceful recharge together.
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