Smooth with the Grooves

'Sup! The name's Jazz, the one an' only Spec-Ops Agent! I'm a pretty laid back mech, ain't gotta problem with ya unless ya enforce one. Don't be scared a meh though, let ol' Jazzy take care a ya, real good~ M!A Status: N/A Bonded to Sunstreaker (narcissistic-sociopath) and Sideswipe (redhotsiders) //This blog is an independent TFP Jazz. I was convinced by one of my friends to make this blog and well, here I am! At times, it can be NSFW and none of the artwork is mine unless stated otherwise. Come talk to me!

[domomett]

Wow, I made another one. Again

[getjazzywithit]

narcissistic-sociopath·:

((Well. Got a cat on my arm so typing this is fun. But I agree. Maybe we could get together and go through TFP on rabb.it (streaming thing). My problem is I’m just constantly tired so rping without a plot to follow doesn’t help me wanna do things. We should plot summin with blue or whoever wants to.))

[[ ooooooo I am so down for that! plotting does help, we should totally see if others wanna join in on the fun! *casually clears throat to those who may be reading these ooc messages* ]]

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narcissistic-sociopath replied to your post: [[MOR] I feel like I wanna kinda reboot Jazz and...

((I feel the same way. xD Kinda been stagnant and hard to do anything tbh.))

[[ I feel like I gotta rewatch TFP and some other TF stuff to get my creative juices flowing. I’ve been doing pretty good about keeping work stuff at work and not having to bring it home, so that will definitely help as I’m trying to get back into the swing of things on here! ]]

[getjazzywithit]

I feel like I wanna kinda reboot Jazz and being on here more. I mean, for crying out loud, my fiance was playing Forza 7 and I asked him to make a Jazz replica using the 918 Spyder that I have Jazz as on here! 

Jazz has never left me, he’s always been there, but I can definitely admit that life has caught up with me and it’s hard to have that constant motivation to write and be present on here when I have so many other responsibilities (especially with a wedding coming up).

Writing has been such a passion of mine in the past, I gotta find that spark again because I know how fun it is to talk with you guys and have all the Jazzy fun!

Hit me up if you’re interested in plotting or sending some asks my way~

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*tackle hug!!!* omg I'm so glad to see me favorite jazzy back!! Welcome back!!!

     Laughter BURSTS from him at the hug, his holoform patting the other’s back gently. 

          “Awh man, and here I was thinkin’ I wasn’t anyone’s favorite,” he replied with a wink.

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Lamborghini Huracán | Azearr

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PORSCHE 911 GT2RS (Instagram @domzeroto)

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Hey, Jazz! What's up?! O have to say, you are one cool and awesome bot! ;-> Keep our planet save from those nasty Cons. We love you autobots! You guys rule! ≧∇≦

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     “Ain’t you a sweet one,” he said with a chuckle. “Glad ta hear yer on the right side ‘a things, but DAMN do those Cons sure know how ta party!”

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          “Look, Ahm not one ta downplay the romance, but ta dedicate an entire fraggin’ DAY fer it? Nah, man, I ain’t signin’ up fer that SHIT.”

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     Jazz couldn’t help but lean into the touch on his aft, hips rocking in motion with Sunstreaker’s movements. His servo that had been ghosting over the frontliner’s braced arm hooked around his mate’s torso, other servo moving to stretch behind Sunny’s neck, tilting his helm back slightly to deepen the kiss. 

          ~Missed this too. So damn much.~

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     One servo would leave Sunstreaker’s faceplates, traveling up the other’s arm with feather-light touches enough to make anybot tremble. The reply had the saboteur chuckling in delight before all thoughts were focused on that moving spike within his valve-- Sunstreaker’s spike, to be exact. This slow rhythm was perfect to calm his needy desires, forehelm resting on his mate’s while digits crept up to play with one of his helmfins again.

          “Slag, ya feel amazin’, Sunshine.”

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     Servos would find their way to relax on either sides of Sunstreaker’s neck, thumb digits brushing along that perfect jaw. Nothing but the utmost care and adoration would be given to his bonded, a small gasp leaving him as the yellow mech had given him just the beginning of his satisfaction tonight. No matter how many times they had fragged, each time would be slightly different, a whole new set of sensations felt--or rather rediscovered--as hips gave slow circles to stretch his valve, all the while lubricants beginning to drip down.

          ~Love ya more, Sunshine,~ replied the saboteur with a grin on his face, visor lifting to unshield light blue optics before they would close to continue that wonderful kiss they had started not too long ago.

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Sunstreaker smirked as Jazz relaxed into the wall, servos slowly meandering up his frame. Eventually, they slid across the flat planes of his doorwings, teasing them gently and caressing the sensitive panels. Someone really wanted him today~

~Oh? A week? Well then, who am I to deny you and Prime’s wishes for us to relax?~ Chuckling, he ground his panel into Jazz’s. ~Open up. We can play slow and amazing later.~

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     A shiver ran through him as doorwings were played with, visor darkening with an audible moan. Servos would keep Sunstreaker as close as possible, digits sliding in between seams as he traced over every inch of the frontliner’s frame he could reach at this angle. Leaning forward just a tad, he captured Sunny’s lips in a passionate kiss, panel sliding open as commanded. 

          ~Primus, I love it when you get like this.~

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     Doorwings would part to provide an easy fit against the wall, this position being exactly where he had wanted to be. Frame would shiver as digits ghosted over seams and lips nibbled on exposed neck cables, the saboteur biting his lower lip and tilting his helm to give his mate more room to work with. 

          ~Ah want ya right here, right now. Fer the next week yer mine. Got Prime ta give us some much deserved time off and slaggit I need ya ta frag meh right now.~