Another Fine Mess

Work has been quiet, but I wish I didn't have to retype it all when I get home. I love Cliff paired with anymech, of the male variety. but with Mirage... I love in G1 when Mirage has his hand cupping Cliff's head. I'm not into Prime, saw two episodes and that was it. So thanks for reading and here's some more.
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"Breakfast in bed, dear?" Mirage stood beside him holding a tray. "You must be worn out from the night; at least that's what the management presume."

Cliff wanted to death glare again, but he saw the tray of goodies and high grade and wanted some. "Whatever," he muttered as he sat up and took the offered tray.

Mirage picked up another tray and got back onto the berth to enjoy his breakfast too.

"We're going to have to act like a newly bonded couple, but we can still have some fun while we are here. There's this huge water slide I bet you would enjoy"

"I've never been anywhere like this before, any leave I've had before I've spent on a range."

"Then it's time you learned what it's like to really relax."

"But what about the bounty?"

"I've got things in place if we are traced here, and don't worry dear, I will protect my new mate with my life."

Death glare returned as Mirage grinned again, "You know you're cute when you glare."

"I AM NOT CUTE!"

The laughter continued as Cliff put aside his tray and stomped off to take a shower. When he returned the trays were gone, and the berth was made. Mirage was comfortable on the couch.

His partner, as that was what he had forced himself to accept, rose, "Ready for some fun?"

Cliff moved over to him, "As long as that is what it is."

"Trust me."

"Now you ask."

"What? You still don't trust me. I am working to keep you alive."

"I have to trust you, but I'd rather fight them."

"I'm sure you would, but these mech's do this for a living, they don't want to fight, they just want to kill you any way they can, that's what they're paid to do."

"I get that, but still, are you sure we couldn't have gone somewhere else?"

"And give up all this comfort? Fun, fuel and fraternising?"

"Fraternising? I thought we were supposed to not be enemies?"

"It means other things, you know."

"It better," muttered Cliff.

Just as they left the cabin, Mirage snatched up Cliff's hand and while he pulled against Mirage's hold, Cliff was unable to get it free. "Beautiful day, isn't it, beloved?"

'Beloved! Cliff was fuming though he could not show it, and he refused to answer.

Still they strolled along, Mirage swinging his arm, thus forcing Cliff to join in. Mirage had a huge grin on his face, he was so enjoying himself. His royal blue paint job literally glowed beside his smaller white companion.

"Smile dear, you might look out of place with a scowl on your face as usual."

Cliff gritted his dentas and managed a forced smile when another couple of Autobots passed them.

"So the water slide?" Mirage bounded in front of him still holding his hand.

Bounded! He'd never believe it if he hadn't just seen it. Mirage always seemed rather gloomy and quiet. This was definitely something different. And he never would have thought to hear the innuendos the mech had been making. While he figured he was deserving of some form of revenge from Mirage, he didn't think it would be anything like this.

Cliffjumper later had to take back everything he had ever said or thought about Mirage. Except for fighting, he had never had so much fun with the taller mech. They were like a couple of sparklings playing in the water, racing on the beach and visiting a nearby fun park with rides and games. They walked back to the resort eating frozen energon and Cliff was carrying a large teddy bear.

Even then Mirage said, "Dinner in, or at the restaurant, dear?" Cliff's smile did not disappear.

"Restaurant."

"You sure? We might have to be a little more intimate."

Cliff faulted a moment, "Yeah. I've never been to a high class restaurant."

Mirage smiled, it wasn't exactly high class, more like a romantic dining area, but he really didn't want to say that. He wanted to show Cliff more of a good time. He had enjoyed himself that day as well, enjoyed being in Cliff's company. They left the bear with a valet though.

Cliff looked around the mostly candle lit room, the tables were widely spaced and the other couples never really noticed their passing. Cliff however noticed that very few were mech/femme couples, most were mech/mech though he saw one femme/femme couple back against a dark wall.

A waiter led them to their table and they sat. Mirage ordered and Cliff nodded his acceptance of what he wanted, which was the same.

"You had fun today. I was so glad to see that scowl was gone."

"I can't help it; it's just the way I am."

"I like you better this way. You haven't had a lot of happiness in your life?"

"Like I said I haven't taken much leave. Don't get me wrong I go out to bars with acquaintances."

"Don't you have any close friends?"

"Well... not really. You?"

"I could say the same, but I meet some interesting characters in my line of work."

"Am I an interesting character?" At first Cliff wondered why he had said that.

"Yes."

Cliff didn't know how to answer that, and their order came, they settled in to eat and Cliff could feel Mirage watching him. It seemed so odd not to have some sort of comment to come out with, not even a nasty one.

Meal over, there was more high grade. They made small talk about their day and Mirage kept their cubes topped. In no time they were both tipsy and laughing at each other's silly jokes. Then Mirage reached across and cupped Cliff's face. They froze, and then the hand jumped away.

"Sorry," said Mirage.

Cliff kind of liked it, but knew he couldn't say that to him.

"Let's head back to the cabin," said Mirage and as they stood he said quietly, "I am going to put my arm around you, okay?"

"Sure...ah...sure," stumbled Cliffjumper.

Mirage wound his arm around his white companion as they made their way out, the waiters smiling as they passed.

Once outside it was dark and Mirage said, "Sorry about that touch, I just...probably the effects of the high grade."

"Yeah, that was it," answered Cliff, his faceplates felt heated up and he hoped Mirage could not see it.

When another couple came their way all cuddled together and kissing, Mirage stopped leaned down and kissed Cliff on the lips. Cliff didn't pull away; in fact he leaned into it and let Mirage take advantage. When they parted the couple were nowhere in sight, Mirage smiled and took Cliff's hand as they continued to their cabin, glad that Cliff hadn't pushed him off.

Cliff felt warm all over, what the pit was happening to him?

There was another bottle of high grade in the room when they arrived and Mirage immediately poured some into the cubes and handed one to Cliffjumper.

Should he really drink more? "It's already paid for, why not? Come let's sit on the couch," and patted the seat beside him. Cliff joined him. "You seemed to have liked that kiss."

Cliff knew his face plates had warmed up again, "I...ah...I...erg...suppose."

Mirage laughed then, "I liked kissing you."

"Really?" Cliff was surprised, then he gulped down most of his cube.

"Yes, really." Mirage slid his arm around the smaller mech's shoulders.

"Are you trying to seduce me?"

"I think maybe I am."

Cliff felt a jolt in his spark. Was it all just the high grade? How could a Towers mech ever want him?

The hand touched his face again, turning him gently. Their eyes met and Mirage leaned in to kiss him again. This time Cliff opened his mouth to appreciate the kiss more. In the end they came up for breath, both of their fans whirring hard.

Mirage stroked Cliff's face. "I didn't see this coming. It's not part of the act anymore. How do you feel Cliffjumper? Do you trust me?"

Cliffjumper sat there still surprised by what happened and what Mirage had just admitted. This from a mech he had pegged as the traitorous type. Right now however, he just wanted to be kissed again. "Kiss me," he said and Mirage happily complied.
After what seemed like hours of heavy petting Mirage said, "I want to make love to you, Cliff."

Cliff was heated up and his body was definitely willing, but it scared him.

Mirage realised that he might have pushed it too far, "But that can wait, let's just go to bed and cuddle. How about that?"

Cliff nodded and allowed Mirage to pull him up and led him to the berth. Once laying Mirage gently pulled Cliff to him and kissed him before Cliff turned and Mirage spooned behind him, holding him close and laid a final kiss on his helm, "Go to sleep, love."

Love. This time that word was not a part of his act. Cliff's spark leapt again as he accepted his endearment, damn it felt good to be held by another mech after so long. But, how the pit had he fallen for him so quickly?
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