9/8/08

Okie we all know Optimus and Sentinel -were- best friends back then~ I believe they were alot closer before Elita-1 came along, because if nobody noticed it was like they -fought- over her -.- But anyway this drabble is set in a time -BEFORE- Elita-1 showed up, they're still in the Autobot Academy and Sentinel is alot more calmer around Optimus, so yes in a way he'll be OOC. DEAL WITH IT!

Disclaimer: Transformers Animated belongs to Hasbro

Also this has GAY ROBOT SEX! So if that offends you in any way don't read. Flames will be ignored and deleted/reported.

Optimus / Sentinel / memory

Memory

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The door nearly slammed open as Optimus stepped inside his shared room, sighing with a heavy weariness. Sentinel looked up from a datapad, optics narrowing slightly in curiosity, because it wasn't every day that Optimus stormed into their room and looked like he was about to offline at any second.

The red mech walked up to Sentinel, plopping down on the berth beside him and after a minute actually -cuddled- close to him. Admittedly Optimus and Sentinel were very close best friends, and for the sake of comfort and relaxation did things like this. More -intimate- things. Sentinel set down the datapad, curling an arm around that lithe waist.

"Bad day?" He asked softly. Optimus sighed again, nodding his head against Sentinel's chassis. He looked up at the other bot and asked, "What were -you- doing with a datapad?" Sentinel shrugged, grimacing slightly as he replied, "Studying. H-Hey don't laugh!" Optimus took his hand from his mouth, giggles of amusement slipping past his fingers.

"S-Sorry, but you know. You and the word "study" heh...I thought you hated studying." Optimus chuckled, mood lightened somewhat. Sentinel gave the mech curled against his side a slightly offended look, but then he too let out a laugh.

"I was bored." The blue mech replied, shrugging. Optimus smiled at that, fingers idly beginning to stroke at the seams in Sentinel's chassis. Little quivers of satisfaction raced through the blue bot's body, as he returned the favor by stroking the seams in Optimus's hip. A soft sigh of contentment pushed itself out of Optimus's mouth, taking all his stress away as he pressed into that wonderful hand.

"Its been a while huh?" Sentinel murmured into Optimus audio receptors, being so bold as to give one a light lick, which sent the red mech shuddering and moaning softly. Optimus chuckled lightly, the sound broken between his little gasps and groans.

"I-If by a while...Mmmmm...Y-You mean last week then yes." He replied, smiling up at Sentinel. The more burly bot gazed down at those plump blue lips, almost always dazed by them whenever they moved, even if it was the slightest twitch of a smile or a frown. Those lips were beautiful to him. Sentinel tilted his head, his other hand coming up to lightly stroke at those lips.

Optimus smiled at that, glossa darting out to lick at the blunt fingertips pressing just lightly against his metal skin. Sentinel moaned lowly at that, pulling his fingers away to instead replace them with his own lips. Optimus sighed delightfully into the kiss, hand coming up to stroke at the chin that almost always wanted to get in their way.

"Optimusss..." Sentinel hissed in a pleasurable way, because surprisingly his chin was a hotspot of his. Of course Optimus knew this already, he knew Sentinel's body inside and out through much experimentation they did together. Blue fingers ran over the seams of his chin, tracing them gently and dipping under it. Sentinel moaned, his hands immediately moving to two hotspots on Optimus.

His audio receptors and his grill.

The red mech whimpered pleasantly as both areas were stimulated with gentle touches, the gray fingers fumbling every once in a while but still managed to make it feel so, so -good-. Optimus raised his other hand, stroking the two audio receptors on one side of Sentinel's head, shivering in delight when the other mech let out a rumbling groan, his engine revving excitedly against Optimus's.

"S-Sentinel...Aaahhhnn..." Optimus moaned quietly, engine revving and vibrating there frames hard. Sentinel shivered when his name fell from Optimus's lips like that, it sounded so beautiful. He pressed a hot kiss to the blue lips once more, glossa eagerly sweeping at them for access which Optimus gladly gave. They panted/moaned/whimpered into the kiss, bodies heating up to ever higher temperatures.

The lip-lock broke and the hand that had been caressing and dipping into Optimus's grill slid down to brush against his covered interface port. Optimus -loved- that, and responded by gasping out in pure pleasure, arching up into that hand causing it to brush against his port again. Primus! It felt -wonderful-!

"S-Sentinel!!!" He cried, grabbing onto the blue shoulders of his friend and pressing up with need against him, engine revving -hard- causing both of their bodies to shake and another series of fresh moans to pour forth. Sentinel growled in appreciation to the added vibration of another chassis pressed against his. He nipped and sucked at Optimus's neck, hand rubbing at the closed interface port between silver thighs.

The red mech whimpered and moaned against his friend, fingers roaming everywhere he could reach on Sentinel's body. Suddenly he was lying down on the berth, gazing down at Sentinel who was sitting between his legs. That gray hand rubbed against his panel again, causing Optimus to writhe and cry out in bliss. His panel clicked open, steam hissing through the air as the blazing heat of his internal circuits was introduced to the cooler air.

Sentinel placed both hands on those silver thighs, spreading them wider, and just that image alone caused Optimus to groan with need, arching back into the berth as he gripped the sides of it. A warm, slick glossa pressed against his port, making Optimus yelp and unconsciously thrust his hips into the action, desperately seeking more.

"Oooohhh!! P-Primus!" Optimus cried, optics closed tightly as that warm glossa caressed his port, sliding inside and sucking at his most sensitive wiring. The red mech moaned loudly, moving his hands away from the berth and placing them on Sentinel's shoulders, urging him to go deeper and faster. And so he did.

Optimus panted and moaned wantonly, writhing in the agonizing wonders of pleasure as his body almost spat fire. Sentinel's glossa grabbed a hold of one special wire nipped it then sucked it -HARD-.

"S-SENTINEL! AAHHHHNNN!" Optimus screamed, overload sweeping through him in that delicious circuit frying way. The audio-visual stimuli alone sent the blue mech into his own overload, distantly growling Optimus's name as he came then collapsed against his friend. The red bot moaned lowly, panel closing over his interface port as he carefully hauled Sentinel up so they were side by side.

"Sentinel?" Optimus asked, wondering if the bot had already gone into recharge, though he felt like dropping offline at any second himself. He was met with a sleepy, "Hm" noise as Sentinel replied, "Yea Optimus?" The red mech smiled happily, cuddling close to his friend and he said gently, "Thank you."

A hand on his head, told him Sentinel was giving him his special way of saying "you're welcome". And with that said and done the two mech promptly fell into a content recharge.

"Mus...Timus...Optimus!"

Optimus jerked up at the familiar voice, blue optics sweeping around the meeting table. His teammates looked at him in confusion and slight concern while Ultra Magnus looked weary as usual, Jazz looked concerned as well in his ever-friendly way, and Sentinel...he just looked angry.

"What's wrong Boss-bot?" Bumblebee asked. Optimus looked down at him, then shook his head and replied while looking at Sentinel, "Nothing...Just a memory."

Fini