Prompt 47-Heart

A/N My Valentines gift to me...a first person fic. Am I pushing it with such a romantic interpretation of Sideswipe? I promise, variety forthcoming...

Sometimes, I just don't understand Sideswipe. We've been bonded for vorns, but there are still things I can't figure out about him. He'll do things...and I'll have no idea why or how.

I've gotten used to his rash over the top way of doing things. In fact, it's kind of a turn on. I'm used to his brutal nature on the battlefield, and I've grown accustomed to his mischievous nature. Even after being with him for so long, he's still able to catch me completely off guard.

Like today. It's another one of those bitter cold days in Oregon. The wind is cutting and bitter cold. Grey clouds consume the sky and threaten snow. As far as I know it is another ordinary day on this forsaken planet. I'm cold, I'm tired, and I want nothing more than to curl up and recharge.

However, when I get home from patrol duty my bond mate indicates otherwise. The Nintendo is tucked away, and the television is off. Sunstreaker and Bluestreak have vacated our quarters. Sideswipe has no intention of raising hell with his brother elsewhere on the Ark either. The room has been tidied, and the human scents of spices are everywhere. Needless to say the sudden changes make me a bit nervous.

"Sideswipe?"

"Hey Raji." He gets up from a lounging position on the berth and hugs me. He skips the familiar kiss on the mouth and goes right for the junction where my neck meets my shoulder. Everything after that is still a bit of mystery to me.

He starts off by pulling me into the berth with him. He explains, "Today's an Earth holiday. Spike told me about it..." I don't understand. He's never really been into Earth culture. "It's for lovers." Then he informs me that since we haven't been able to spend much time together, he wanted to celebrate. "This is gonna be fun Raji. I got candles..." He gestures to a few flaming wax objects. "And energon, and..."

The celebration starts off with him presenting me with an odd little trinket. Crumpled red paper cut in an odd shape with ruffed white paper surrounding it. It looks like it had something written on it, but the words have been covered up with gold glitter. "I kinda messed up," Sideswipe explains.

After that we share cubes of high-grade. I don't know where he could've gotten it, because I haven't had high-grade that good since we left Cybertron. It was real high grade, not that cheap ninety-two octane stuff we've been getting on earth. It's a light pink, and naturally warm, just like high-grade should be.

Feeling dazed from the high-grade, and because he was being so affectionate, I can't help but pull him closer, touch him, or kiss him. All of a sudden the berth feels too small, and I want to move. "Put some music on...I want to dance." He puts on an old Cybertronian waltz that's been pulled from a databank and copied onto an Earth cassette. The sound quality isn't superb, but the melody is beautiful, and it reminds me of home.

Our movements are soft and graceful. His arms are wrapped around my waist, and my arms are wrapped around his neck. My head is resting on his chest plate. Our feet hit the floor with a soft thud in time with the music. "Primus...This takes me back Raji."

"Yeah...An empty towers apartment...two mechs that barely know each other...and one that can't dance to save his life..."

"But I'm way better now than I used to be..."

"Uh-huh," The gentle sway of our bodies...The energon pulsing through my systems, it makes my whole body warm and gives it a certain glow that only Sideswipe and I can see. I'm deliciously intoxicated. The energon is affecting Sideswipe too. Together our movements become sluggish and clunky.

When the tape reaches its end, neither of us go to the stereo to flip it over or rewind it. Instead we fall onto the berth. Everything is slow and languid our actions, our reactions, our processing, foreplay, lovemaking. My lips are pressed to his, then his neck, then his chest plate. His fingers ghost everywhere, and my touches mirror his. The sound of his moans...and my own I suppose...fill the room. They're the only sounds that reach our audios.

We touch and tease each other for what feels like vorns, but it really couldn't have been more than several breems. Sideswipe flexes his energy field against my own. At first it tingles, then the crackling fields mingle. It feels so wonderful. Finally, in a quick burst of sparkling burst of energy, Sideswipe's stronger field engulfs mine. He's inside of me, overwhelming me. I can feel him everywhere from my processor to my fuel pump. It tickles, stings, and feels pleasurable all at the same time.

Somewhere in the midst of all this, he finds my interface cable. He connects us together through my cable, and again through his own. When overload finally comes it's sweet and lingering.

It's odd. I thought today was just like any other day on this insignificant planet. I assumed it would be another day of watching for Decepticon activity, and keeping my bond mate out of the brig. Once again my bond mate has proven me wrong. I don't understand this Earth holiday. It's centered on a human religious leader who secretly bonded human couples. It also has something to do with the human anatomy. Sideswipe mentioned that they trade likenesses of their organs to show their affection.

I don't get his surprise or this holiday. But I don't have to understand it to like it.