Sideswipe and Sunstreaker were panting, groaning, making soft little sounds together. It wasn’t hard for their peeping tom to figure out what was going on with their bare frames mingled together. But they had found the most opportune time to pop in. With a sack filled with the twins’ armor they left quickly.
The only thing left behind were cod covers. They didn’t want anyone else to see the duo like this after all~
Notes stuck here and there around the room, filled with nothing but teasing hints to where each piece of their stolen armor was.
Sideswipe had not hear his twin bitching this bad since landing on earth. Sunstreaker was royally pissed and whoever had sneaked into their room had better pray that they were long gone with no trace when Sunstreaker got to them.
Right now his twin had been given his chest plate, an arm guard and a leg piece along with his hood. Sunstreaker refused to wear only half of his armor so he had the leg and arm piece in subspace while Sideswipe was dotted with pieced. Hood, shoulder piece, leg guard, aft cover. He was happily playing the game, hoping for a clue to be able to retaliate though.
He noticed the pile that was left for them of the rest of their armor first. Sunstreaker quickly put it all back into himself before beginning to help his twin. He was curious now. They’d not been led to anywhere with others, and out here hidden from the ship there was no one to see them.
And where was his other bracer?!
As Sideswipe worked on getting his shin guard on right, Sunstreaker noticed something blue.
Mirage! That thief! He was going to pound the spoilt brat into the dirt!
As Sunstreaker stalked off he didn’t notice as someone appeared behind him, smirking. Didn’t hear as his twin squeaked. He was focused on blue that darted away and the yellow he could see. The slagger had his other piece!
Sideswipe was forced face down and unable to see his attacker. He was shushed and moved into a position that made him heat up. “Not gonna do anything babe~ Nothin but leave a small mark~” Hips ground together and both moaned from how good it felt, how right the other was. They clicked together like their frames were made for each other. Then his ‘attacker’ was moving away and just gone.
Purple… who did he know that had purple servo’s? his wrists were dented and paint transfers made him purple. And black hips? There were scuff marks of a darker black than he…
Sunstreaker was oblivious as he burst out of the cover to see nothing. “Mirage! You slagger! I know it was you! Show yourself!”
No reply but behind him something sounded to crash. Turning around he opened his mouth to bellow a threat when he was grabbed, crusted to a larger frame and kissed so soundly his pedes got weak enough he nearly collapsed. The kiss ended too fast and a boom sounded.
He felt crushed by wind and pressure as whoever kissed him left.
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