Another Fine Mess

Okay here is another piece of this story, hope you like it. I'm on leave for three weeks so I hope I can get more done. I also have a new kitten, his name is CJ (I wonder why!) Enjoy!

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They changed trucks three times; one so cramped Cliff was literally lying on top of Mirage, who took full advantage kissing his smaller lover as often as he could,

"Where are we going?" asked Cliffjumper.

"A safe house I had organised for this happening."

"When can I have my paint job back, this white... I don't feel like me."

"I think you look gorgeous anyway you look."

Cliff smiled down at his lover. "I'm not complete unless I'm red and you're missing white makes me think of Soundwave and that's a horrible thought."

'Then I'll just have to take your mind off that. Maybe we could do something more interesting to pass the time," said Mirage reaching up to play with Cliff's horn.

Cliff moaned and gasped out, "But...but anybot--"

"We will not be disturbed," said Mirage releasing his spike behind Cliff who uncovered his value and sank onto it almost immediately. He was able to lift himself up a little and Mirage raised his himself up and down as they fell into moans and groans/

In the cab of the truck the bot driving noticed that the back was bouncing around and silently wondered what could be happening, until he realised there was a rhythm to it and grinned. It was good that his colleague was finally getting laid. The little white bot was the first he'd ever seen the Towers mech take to.

When they finally came to a stop the pair disengaged themselves and got out, the driverbot was suspiciously quiet and didn't look either in the optics as they moved to enter the safe house. After getting Cliff in and suggesting he shower, Mirage went to see what was up before the bot left.

"What is it, were we followed?"

"Ah no boss it's just that... you like that mini?"

"Why would you ask that?"

"Well..."

"Come on out with it."

"The back of the truck kind of acted funny."

"Funny?"

"Yeah, it bounced a bit."

"Oh..oh!" Mirage finally got it.

"Don't worry boss, I won't tell anyone, but I'm glad you've found someone at last."

Mirage merely nodded and hurried back inside a little embarrassed. There was no way he was going to tell Cliff what had happened.

Cliffjumper emerged from the wash rack still drying himself, "Anything wrong?"

"No, just making sure we were not tracked."

"Okay, so now what?"
"We'll stay here a few days and see what develops. Theses assassins seem to want to carry out their mission must have a good price tag. Never figured you to have a bounty like that."

"Me neither."

"You really must have pissed off Shockwave."

"Can't figure out how, I always performed my job as I should have. Never had any trouble with him as Longarm. About the only thing I was tardy about was with Blurr which was lucky for him."

"Yes, he'd be gone if you had disposed of him like ordered." He walked over to Cliff and wrapped his arms around the smaller mech, and I'm lucky too because I got the chance to be with you."

"You've literally swept me off my feet."

Mirage lifted him into his arms bridle style, "What, like this?"

"Mmm, definitely, take me to berth."

"Again?"

"Yes again."

They kissed as Mirage moved off to the berth room. He lay Cliff down and lay over him kissing him deeply. He took it slow and enjoyed the foreplay, driving Cliff near crazy with need. "How do you want it this time, love?"

"Anyway, anyway," was all Cliff could get out.

"I want to take you from behind, love."

"Sure, anything."

"Hands and knees then?"

"Oh Primus, frag me, frag me." Cliff allowed Mirage to roll him over and he pulled himself onto his hands and knees releasing his value. Mirage released his spike as he moved between Cliff's legs and raised himself up entering his value and beginning to move. He kept the pace slow and steady, even with Cliff begging for more, begging for it to be harder. His arms had lowered at his elbows and he was clutching at the covers of the berth, moaning and crying out unintelligibly. Mirage had sped up his own need taking rein, he was soon lost in the giving and taking of pleasure, until he felt Cliff reach his climax and drive him into his own.

Cliff collapsed onto the berth as Mirage pulled out of him and fell beside him. Cliff slowly turned to face him, just looking at him as they both came down from the sexual high. Then both seemed to fall into recharge for a while.

Later they awoke almost simultaneously.

"Now what?" asked Cliff.

"Hmm," crooned Mirage happily sated.

"Where do we go from here?"

"Oh, well I do have a plan of sorts to get us back to HQ while keeping you alive."

"So?"

"We will go out as a couple."

"But aren't we doing that now?"

"Yes but this time you will be disguised as a femme."

"WHAT!"

"Yes, we can add some pink to your paint job, round out your chest with a new hood--"

"No fragging way! Never pink!!!!"

"Oh, so you don't mind the femme part, only the color?"

Cliff spluttered, "Yes, no, O mean, frag it. A femme I could live with, but pink no way."

Mirage was grinning, "But--"

"No way, you want me to be your mate there will be no pink."

Mirage's spark jumped at one word in Cliff's sentence. "Did you hear...I mean did you mean...my mate?"

"What?"

"Do you really want to be my mate? Because I truly would love that."

Cliff looked down at his partner, "You would want me?"

"Yes Cliff I want you to be my mate."

"How did an argument about paint color become a mating request?"

"You said it first."

Cliff thought about that a minute, he had said it first.

Mirage could see that once again Cliff was having trouble. "Cliff love, there is no pressure upon you for anything, but I want you to think about it at least."

Cliff nodded and turned over and off the berth, "I need another shower."

"All right love," said Mirage watching him go. For a moment he felt sad, but they were moving a little fast. Then he smiled to himself, still it was fun and he did love Cliffjumper.
tbc