Prompt 20-Colorless

A/N: Why can't I write a really descriptive sex scene? Takes place after the episode, "Traitor" and is technically a sequel to a prompt I haven't written yet. I'm borrowing the electro disrupter from Classics Mirage. Okamichan, VAwitch, and everyone else who's reading and reviewing, thanks so much! You gals are awesome!

"Fragging slag sucker got what he deserved," he answered when Ironhide apprehended him. Prowl didn't have to read him the list of Cliffjumper's injuries. He knew exactly what he was doing when he pulverized the loudmouthed minibot, but nobody talked slag about his bond mate.

"Frag this!" Sideswipe sighed shifting and contorting his hands trying to break free of the energy cuffs that bound his wrists. Electric bars separated him from the outside world. The singular lens of a camera panned back and fourth from one end of his cell to the other. He leaned back against the smooth wall of the cell. Furiously etched profanities, and dents adorned the cell walls. He was in the brig so often, it seemed like this cell was his own.

He heard the phantom noise of footsteps in the distance and turned up the volume on his audios. It was soft, almost inaudible, but deliberate and there. The whisper of intakes, the soft purr of an engine, and the sound of feet softly meeting the floor, the noises were so subtle a mech normally wouldn't have heard them. After thousands of vorns he'd honed his skill, and he could always hear his lover.

"It's about time." Sideswipe pulsed through the bond when the footsteps ceased. Most mechs would believe they were alone, but Sideswipe knew his lover better than that.

"I was...detained." Electricity crackled across the surveillance camera short circuiting it. The prison bars were next crackling and vanishing in thin air. He loved his bond mate's electro disrupter. "Its like Red Alert isn't even trying anymore."

The only indication of another mech in the cell was the ghostly touch of fingers drifting over his chassis. "Sideswipe, you didn't have to do that." Unseen lips brushed against his.

"Yes I did." He moaned against Mirage as the kiss deepened. "No one runs their vocalizer about you. He accused you of treason..."

"I need you more than I need my reputation." The electric sting left his wrists, and the cuffs were deactivated. Mirage guided Sideswipe to the floor. The red warrior's hands were everywhere trying to find a sensitive place on his invisible lover's form. Mirage caught the charcoal hands in his own and kissed the warrior's knuckles. "Let me take care of you Sideswipe. Let me take care of you like you take care of me." It was the first spoken words between them since Mirage entered the cell. Husky, deep, and full of need, Mirage's voice sent shivers through Sideswipe's chassis.

Mirage's fingers roamed everywhere, Sideswipe's wheel wells, the soft rubber of his tires, and the sensitive wires and circuits beneath gaps in his armor. He kissed him with a furious violent passion, and attacked the exposed wires in Sideswipe's neck. He tweaked every node and sensor until Sideswipe's body trembled with pleasure.

Finally they plugged into one another. The data feed was intense and needy. "I hate it so much when you're in here. It hurts so much when we're apart..." Mirage sent a strong surge in data. Sideswipe bit his lip and arched his back. He reached overload sending Mirage into his own.

"I'm sorry. I have to leave now," Mirage whispered into his lover's audio when the static had cleared.

Sideswipe mumbled something incomprehensible and grasped for the nearest surface of his lover's body he could find.

"Ouch! Sideswipe, I'm serious. I'm being sent on a mission." Mirage swatted at the hand that was currently crushing his arm.

"Already?"

Mirage laughed bitterly. "Seaspray and I are going on a scouting mission to the Nemesis, but don't worry. I'll be back and in the med bay by the time you get out of here,"

The invisible mech pulled his bond mate close and kissed him passionately. He reattached the energy cuffs, and left the cell. Then he reactivated the cell bars and the camera leaving the brig without a trace of his intrusion.

"Frag this," Sideswipe cursed under his breath.