Here be botsmut! So beware, cus it’s SLASH baby! If you are offended by this sort of thing, I suggest you find another fic to read. Good luck!

Any who, this was a quick little thing I came up with very late, LOL, and 4:15 am. I just kind of pieced this together after I thought about the prompt and the pairing. Please forgive me that this isn’t a Jazz/Bee or a Cade/Bee. I thought I’ve give them a little rest while I am editing Deception’s Love. Please enjoy, and please review! ^__^

These Transformers aren’t mine, they are owned by Hasbro, the lucky bastards…

Rated M for mature audiences, for gratuitous robot lovin’!

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Can’t Fight the Moonlight

“Under a lovers' sky
I'm gonna be with you
And no one's gonna be around
If you think that you won't fall
Well just wait until
Til the sun goes down”

He ached. There was no other way to describe it.

White hot pain shot through his body, causing him to gasp in pleasure. Oh, the agony was fantastic; he prayed for time to slow. He wanted to savor each rich sensation of their bodies. His lover arched above him, moaning to the sky. He always was so dramatic. In his little show, that mech seemed so graceful, so glorious and perfect above him.

“Blackout!” his lover sobbed softly and clutched at his chassis.

Blackout wondered why that Autobot would conclude their meeting with that, such a delicate display. Digits eased across him, so eagerly…his body had barely reached stable temperatures since his last overload, and here he was, practically on the edge again.

“You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark
You'll surrender your heart
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight ”

“Lover,” the Decepticon, whispered into the audios of the object of his passion. He let his claws lightly trace patterns across the paint job, just enough. They would play like this until the morning light of this alien planet stole their hideaway, making them enemies once more, but for this moment…this night, they were just lovers. They laid side by side, digits and claws fondling their forms, tracing the paths that they had known since their first time together. This lust that drove them, to meet, to hide from their warring factions, and to come together to ease this love they shared.

“Ummm,” the Autobot panted, his touches intensifying. “Want you,”

Blackout chuckled, and they kissed. Glossa and mouths so hungry their touching paused for a moment. The Autobot kissed gently, but Blackout snarled and pressed them into each other, deepening their lip lock. He goes for the bot’s neck, as he presses his weight on top, dominating.

“Take me,” his lover whispers, nearly pleading with his Decepticon. While his neck is assaulted, claws spread his legs. His crotch plate had been removed since their first joining, so Blackout’s invasion is quick. The Deception’s optics are soft, with an odd sort of happiness hiding in the blood red depths. Sapphire and ruby stare into each other, until the blue shuts as his owner pants raggedly. The Autobot pulls Blackout flush against him, to kiss again. Decepticon claws and Autobot digits intertwine, as the two mechs connect their ports.

“Ahh, Primus,” Blackout growls, his hips thrusting back to pry a whimper from his lover’s vocal components and echo in the cool night. The Decepticon grunts, as the familiar heat fills him again. One day that very warmth will burn him to nothing but a cinder, but now the moment is all that matters. If they hadn’t been making so much noise, he would have said something to the mech under him. Something meaningful, or wondrous-instead he slammed them together, his overload just over the horizon. He climaxes as he hears a nobler voice shriek in release, and holds that Autobot close.

“Underneath the starlight - starlight
There's a magical feeling - so right
It will steal your heart tonight”

They can not afford to linger too long; the sun of the planet would soon be up as its inhabitants and their comrades. They ease up from each other, almost sadly. Would this time be their last? Blackout can only try and push such thoughts away as they help each other up. They wobble at first, perfectly natural for two whom had been interfacing so forcefully only a few moments ago.

Their last kiss was soothing, a simple glide of lips. They watched the planet’s sun begin to arise and turned to each other before they parted.

“I will see you in battle,” Blackout said, a gruff tone underscoring each word. His optics lingered on his lover’s lovely hue of paints. Red and Blue, so vivid and utterly Autobot; he adores those colors now.

“As I will you,” the lover said, before he slides his faceplate back into place. “And we meet here again, after midnight,” Anyone hearing the Autobot talk now would recognize his voice, and his stance now in the new day.

Blackout merely nods, as they go their separate ways.

“No, you can't fight it
It's gonna get to your heart”

~fin

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Pairing: Blackout/Optimus Prime

Prompt: After Midnight

Song: Leann Rimes, Can’t Fight the Moonlight

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