Hey guys. I suppose you might be wondering when I'm going to get the next fanletter/ask questions to optimus out, well I will when he's not busy. This is done for a friend. Oh and my smut has gotten better annnnd I didn't have any help either! :)

Beta read by: Litahatchee

Disclaimer: Don't own Transformers.

Perceptor wasn't quite sure when he started to view Jazz differently, other than being his friend and comrade. Perceptor supposed it was the way Jazz showed concern for his comrades, the way he talked, and moved. Whenever Jazz was around him, it brought out feelings; lustful feelings that Perceptor thought he was not capable of feeling towards his friend. Those feelings were distractions and he couldn't afford to think like that.

He needed his full concentration on the project he was working on with WheelJack that would eventually help the Autobots against the Decepticons. Regrettably, as time flew by, those feelings began to grow. It had gotten so bad that whenever Jazz happened to be around him, Perceptor would make hasty apologies and leave. He then would retreat back to WheelJack's lab to help the scientist out. At the moment, he could be found there.

Hearing the sixth sigh escaping from Perceptor in the last cycle, WheelJack stopped what he was doing to look over at him.

"What's wrong with you Perceptor? You've been distracted lately," WheelJack said.

Sighing once more, Perceptor looked up from the project to stare at WheelJack. "Before I tell you, you mustn't tell anyone what I said."

"I won't."

"Lately... I've been having these feelings for a certain Autobot."

"What kind of feelings?" WheelJack asked as he leaned against the table his project was currently lying on.

"Lustful feelings. I would have thought they would have gone away by now. Unfortunately, they haven't and these feelings are distracting me from helping you."

"Who's the bot you have those feelings towards?"

Perceptor hesitated a moment before saying quietly, "Jazz."

"Jazz?" WheelJack exclaimed, incredulously.

Perceptor nodded lamely.

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Meanwhile, outside of WheelJack's lab stood two shocked lamborghini twins. The twins only wanted WheelJack to fix their busted jet pack, not intending to overhear how bad Perceptor wanted Jazz.

Finally, Sideswipe turned to Sunstreaker with optics full of mischief. "Let's go tell Jazz."

"Why should we do that?" Sunstreaker growled, trying to erase the unwanted images of Jazz and Perceptor interfacing from his CPU.

"It would be funny to see Jazz's reaction."

A slow smirk formed on Sunstreaker's metallic face before he nodded, "He's in the rec. room now. Come on."

So they made their way towards the rec. room. Arriving at the rec. room, they opened the door and walked in. Once inside, they searched the room looking for Jazz until they found him sitting alone at a table drinking energon. They made their way over to him.

"Hey Jazz! How are you?" Sideswipe asked, cheerfully sitting down beside him while his twin sat on the opposite side of Jazz.

"I'm good. Now what did ya two do dis time?" Jazz demanded, seeing the mischief shining in the twins optics.

"We didn't do nothing." Sunstreaker said.

"We just overheard something interesting."

"Like what?"

"Just someone who wants you badly," Sideswipe purred at Jazz.

At that, Jazz raised an optic ridge. "Who might dat be?"

"Perceptor," both the twins said.

Jazz's optics widened.

"Really?" Jazz said, incredulously.

Both of the twins nodded.

"We swear on our sparks. We overheard him telling WheelJack about it."

That was interesting. Could it be why Perceptor always left the room when he entered? Hmm, maybe he should go and see if the twins were right...

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Hearing the door to the lab opening, Perceptor changed out of his alt mode and into his bipedal form thinking it was WheelJack coming back from med bay.

"WheelJack, I found something quite fascinating that has come off our project and..."

Perceptor trailed off when he finally looked up to see, not WheelJack, but Jazz.

"Jazz? What are you doing here?"

"I just heard somethin' interestin' 'bout ya an I had ta come and see if it was true," Jazz said, walking up to Perceptor.

"What might that be?" Perceptor asked with wide optics.

Right in front of him, Jazz leaned forward and whispered into Perceptor's audio's, "That you got da hots for me."

Perceptor shuddered when Jazz blew in his audios.

"H-how did you find out?"

"The twins, of course. They happen ta over hear ya."

Perceptor sighed and dropped his helm so Jazz couldn't see how embarrassed he was. Jazz would undoubtedly laugh at him.

"Hey, it's alright, 'Ceptor. How long 'ave ya had these feelings towards me?" Jazz asked Perceptor, putting his hand under Perceptor's chin guard and lifting his chin up so he could look at him.

"...I think one deca-cycle."

"Is dat right?"

Perceptor nodded, his optics watching as Jazz licked his lips. Jazz smirked as he saw Perceptor watching him. This would be good. He had felt his thoughts drifting off more than one occasion thinking about Perceptor and interfacing when he was off duty.

"Ya can 'ave me. I'm all yours." Jazz purred, taking a step closer towards Perceptor.

Perceptor's optics widened. Did he mean that?

"B-but I h-have to help WheelJack finish his project and if we interface, won't it change our relationship as friends?"

"Your entitled ta take a break, 'Ceptor and it won't change even if we interface."

With that, Jazz claimed Perceptor's lips in a passionate kiss. As Jazz kissed Perceptor, he gently laid them both on the floor without breaking the kiss. Perceptor circled his arms around Jazz's neck guard as Jazz began running his hands down Perceptor's form, tweaking and pinching sensitive wiring. Perceptor moaned, letting Jazz's glossa enter his mouth. After awhile, Jazz's hand traveled further down Perceptor's form until he reached Perceptor's codpiece. Once there, he began to run his hand up and down his codpiece, making Perceptor mewl into the kiss.

A few minutes later, Jazz started to run his hand up and down Perceptor's codpiece faster, causing Perceptor to buck underneath him and moan in ecstasy. Breaking off the kiss, Perceptor tightened his arms around Jazz's neck and threw his helm back to moan even louder. He couldn't believe Jazz was this good with his hands. If he kept this up, Perceptor wouldn't last much longer. His circuits was flowing with intense pleasure. Jazz was enjoying the way Perceptor was bucking beneath him. His cries turned him on, even more. Suddenly, Jazz bent down to kiss, lick, and suck on Perceptor's scope lens.

"J-jazz!" Perceptor yelled out, panting.

Deciding at least to give Jazz some pleasure, Perceptor started to nip and bite Jazz's neck, his moaning sending vibrations through Jazz's form, causing him to arch and moan.

"Perceptor, k-keep doin' dat!" Jazz groaned.

Unnoticed by either of them, as they were lost in each other's passion, a set of optics watched them until they backed out into the hallway, his fans working to cool him down. He would just go back to Ratchet's until they were done interfacing. He didn't know how Jazz found out about Perceptor's feelings and frankly, he didn't care. He just wanted to get away from his lab.

As Perceptor granted Jazz's wish, Jazz groaned and closed his optics in bliss. However, just as Perceptor thought he had the upper hand, Jazz clutched Perceptor's form to his chassis and activated his energy field through his hand against Perceptor's codpiece. A howl released from Perceptor's vocalizer as overload washed through and into Jazz, triggering his overload. Both arched into each other, yelling each other's designations before off lining.

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On-lining, Perceptor felt great. He looked at Jazz who laid in arms at his side while his helm laid on his shoulder. He was incredible. He hoped he could interface with Jazz in the future, but for now, he was contented in Jazz's arms. He fell back in recharge.

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