#teleportingprankster

[sneakyseeker]

I miss you. And miss those hips and that rumble and that plating... If I said I wanted you, would you hold it against me~? *grins and winks*

Sky grinned at his datapad and had a hard time to look serious as he looked up at his mate. “Y-yes.” He got up from his spot on the sofa and stalked towards his mate, gold optics gleaming and one side of his lip trying to quirk up while remaining straight-faced. “I-I would very much hold it against you.” He moved quickly in an attempt to sweep the Striker up in his arms.  

[sneakyseeker]

Hey Slagger~ Look into my eyes~

Send ‘Look Into My Eyes’ and my muse will bold what he sees.

| Hope I ain’t alone anymore, and with you we both got a future to work and look toward.  | Love My other half, my mate the mech who is the love of my function. | Passion You feel strongly and I love it I love you. | Confidence The height you hold your wings the way you are when dealing with... legalities. It’s a different battlefield and one you’re trained for. I love seeing you in your element. | Greed Never enough. You always want more. Keep demanding more from me, beloved I’ll find it to give to you. Only you. | Desire Never stop this either. You always want me and I always want you. Always time for one more. Always need you and I fragging love the way you need me. | Optimism Yes, Slagger, you do have this. Because we have goals. | Spite You got a bad side, Warp, and there’s times I’m fragging grateful I’m not on it. | Kindness Little touches, understanding, patience for me, and pushing me to talk. So many things I can’t even word how much you’ve done. | Warmth You are. In your optics, your touch, your smile and your laugh. When its just us and you’re so fragging happy just... warm and light. | Intelligence You’re not stupid and haven’t been for a long time. I know how easy it is to play dumb, but since you won’t allow me to do it you can’t do it too. I love you. | Experience *a very knowing smirk* You’re older than me you’ve been there and done so much I’ve been through. I know I look up to you and I haven’t been the first. | Aggression Striker. Programming says this is how you react first. You’re perfectly functioning and sexy as frag.  | Gentleness Reserved only for me. The times I need it most. Mine, fragging mine. |  Arrogance I never seen you without this. I think this is where I get the cold vibe from. Like ice... but there’s something warm and alive flickering behind that thick ice. I see it, Warp. I see you. | Pride I don’t know anymore with more pride. Of being Seeker. Of being Warbuild. Oh wait, there’s me too. But it looks good on you. | Lust I see it in your optics, the way you lick your lips, but its for me. Only for me. I would not hesitate to offline any mecha you would look at with lust. | Cruelty This isn’t a bad thing. Thinking about this makes my panel tight, makes me want you to do bad things with me... you’re the Top, the Sadist I’ve been craving for all my function. |  You’re trusting I know you trust me. More than anyone. I swear I’ll not betray this. | You’re honest I can’t remember when but I know a time came I didn’t need a meme for you to tell me the truth. I would ask and you would answer.  | You’re cold Always got this. Cold scent, harsh, like a winter storm. Strong as one too. Love it. Love you. | You’re inhuman  You’re a Seeker. Warbuild. Cybertronian. We might have some similarities but we ain’t human. I love you for being who you are.  | You’re devious Fragging Primus. Yes, you fragging are. Pain in the aft Striker. But my Striker. You’re lucky you’re attractive | You’re unpredictable Perfectly good plan. Well thought out. Spent time on that plan. Completely thrown out the window. Slagger.  | You’re stubborn As all frag. And you stick to your thoughts and guns. Admirable and love that. | I see purpose We have our goals. We know what we want. You work alongside me with the same passion and reasons and just... you’re amazing. You know that? Fragging amazing.| I see absolute conviction Also had this, Warp, you always have. You got your beliefs. You know your facts. One time you were willing to offline for those things but now I know you got a better reason to function than offline. But that don’t change your convinction any. | I see compassion I don’t think you’d be as supportive on the Warbuild Initiation and other things we’ve been working on if you didn’t have any. | I see a shining light Yes. I’ve seen your spark, before we merged and after and you, beloved... you’re beautiful. My Direction. The reason I function. I need you. | I see something familiar Dear Alternate... *smirks* You’re my other half, my match, the one who completes me. I know this now and this knoweldge I treasure.  | I see a friend My best friend. I think you’re the only true friend I ever had. Need you.  | I see a lover My lover and only mine. Just mine. You’re mate and desire you. Need you. You belong to me, Slagger... and I’ll forever belong to you. | I see thirst for blood I know when you get restless when the need to fight or Hunt enters into your systems. I feel it too. We’re Warbuild. | I see darkness And I enjoy it. Enjoy you. The fact that you can be you and enjoy it and enjoy me? This is perfect. This is beyond my secret wishes and fantasies. | You’re noble I’ve always seen this in you. Something you don’t see in barracks. I don’t know how to word it. I just... you’re more than you present yourself to be. Always have. And i love everything about you. Everything. | 

[sneakyseeker]

"Slagger~" Warp purred, sashaying towards where his mate was on the balcony. He leaned against Sky's back, wrapping his arms around his mate's frame. Purring, he nuzzles into the space between Sky's wings. "It's Thursday~ love." He tightens his arms then lifts his helm to nip at the base of Sky's wings. "I have... plans, Slagger~" he purred, voice lower.

“Warp~” the name came out warm and drawled. Sky turned his helm one golden optic watching as the Striker approached him grace and deadly beauty in that dark Warbuild frame.  His vents hitched as his mate wrapped arms around him, his engines rumbled in his chassis unable to stop his happy sound his wings fluttering slightly as Warp nuzzled him. A sound escapes from Sky’s throat at the nip to his wing bases and to the lower voice of his mate, a shiver ran through his frame as he leaned slightly back against Warp’s frame his own frame tensing with anticipation. “I-I missed you.” I need you. “W-wha... what do you have i-in mind?”

[sneakyseeker]

Warp appeared in a flare of violet light in the livingroom, breaking habit of their berthroom arrival coordinates and instead following the ping from Sky's spark to arrive right in front of him. It took him only a second to assess that his mate was stretched out on the couch, datapad in hand, before dropping to lounge on Sky's frame shoving the datapad out of the way with one shoulder. He grinned down at Sky and wiggled above him, causing friction on plating. "Slagger, it's Thursday~" he purred.

“Slagger~” Sky drawled the petname warm and with love as Warp appeared in the living room. The smile curving his lips turning into a grin as Warp dropped on his frame, dropping the datapad as Warp shouldered his way onto his chassis. His vents caught and his optics darkened as Warp wiggled on him, his own hands coming to Warp’s hips to hold them still against Sky’s heated panel. “I-I was thinking about you, Warp.” Emotions washed through the bond love/admiration/need as he leaned forward to bring his mouth to Warp’s giving him a proper welcome.

[sneakyseeker]

Warp raised an optic ridge and sashayed toward where Sky lounged on their couch. "Really, love~?" he asked, folding gracefully down to lounge atop his favorite bed, his mate's frame. He wiggled a bit to get comfortable, right hand coming up to cannon while left arm wrapped around waist, and he nuzzled their nasal ridges together, engines purring. He raised his helm and met those golden optics. "I'm the only one who wouldn't put you in that category? Love, you're /so/ much more than anyone else."

Sky found it hard to swallow as Warp moved closer towards him, the sensuality and just how the mech was comfortably in his own plating made Sky’s internal heat rapidly rise. Sky’s venting hitched as Warp gracefully came down on him, his own hands finding Warp’s aft and tightening there, Sky’s optics dark and heated with lust and something far more hotter. He returns the nuzzle, his engines rumbling loudly unable to not make his happy sound content with how his function had been going. 

“T-to you, I am.” His voice was a touch quieter unable to hide how much he was touched with Warp’s sentiment. The words were soothing to old scars and hurts on Sky’s spark that he hesitated a moment, uncertain what he should do. Hesitantly he brought his lips to Warp and pressed hard, kissing the one mech who took such care to make sure he knew he was special.

[sneakyseeker]

"Slagger~" Warp purred, arriving in a flare of purple light. He sashayed toward where Sky lounged on the berth, crimson optics taking in Sky's long frame and spread wings, the way Sky's digits toyed with one of his cannons. "Ya know... we have an idea~" He glided forward and lowered himself to the the berth, throwing one leg over Sky's hips to straddle his mate before gracefully leaning forward to press their cockpit glasses together and rolling his hips forward to press their panels together.

Sky’s vents hitched as Warp arrived watching how Warp’s wings spread behind him, the way his hips swayed and those legs that seemed to go for miles. He licked his lips, his own frame heated from the anticipation of waiting and he gave a final flourish to the lower rim of his cannon before his hands found Warp’s aft and splayed possessively over them. Sky bucked his hips upwards in invitation and greeting as he raised his helm enough to brush his lips against Warp teasingly. “Slagger~” Sky drawled out the world darkening optics glowing up at his mate. “I-I fragging missed you.”

[sneakyseeker]

Warp arrived on their balcony, quietly and smirking. He moved as quietly as he could, opening the door and closing it behind him, using every skill Sky had taught him to move to where his other half was leaning against the door and provoking him. When he was within pouncing distance, he paused, then suddenly pounced, a sharp warning down the bond the only warning before he slammed Sky against the door frame, mouth on his wing, grinning and knowing that Sky allowed him to 'surprise' him. "Mine~"

Sky’s optics were closed helm bowed slightly impressed that there was little noise from Warp as he made his way through their suite. He invented sharply when he felt that sudden warning from the bond desire and anticipation swirling in his tanks when Warp’s frame collided with his. The momentum pushed the front of his frame against the wall, he turned his helm, cheekplate resting there as one darkening optic looked to Warp. His vents hitched at the mouth on his wing he arched to rub his aft against Warp’s scorching panel. “Slagger~” already his voice had a touch of breathlessness in it, “I-I missed you.”

[sneakyseeker]

"Slagger~" Warp purred, sauntering forward, toward where his mate was at his desk researching something on a datapad. When that golden gaze rose up toward him, Warp smirked, putting extra effort into his walk until he came to a halt directly before his Sky. Propping his left hand on his hip, he paused, posing, and raised his right hand to crook his smallest digit at Sky in pure beckoning, taunting his mate to put down the datapad and focus on him instead.

Sky scrolled through themes disregarding this one, pausing and thinking maybe that one would work until with his disgust he realized it didn’t show tags.  Time got away from him while he was set at his task when that familiar purr made him automatically lift his helm, golden optics seeking out the source of that sound. Sky’s vents caught as the effort Warp put into his walk effected him, frame heating and optics darkening. Every inch of that darker frame was inspected, heated intense gaze on Warp and just Warp. Sky stood up at the crook of Warp’s smallest digit leaning over but not quite bridging the distance between them that. “Slagger~” He drawled, voice warm and rumbling. “I-it’s Thursday.”