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"Have you had enough, Jetfire~?" Sky-Byte growled out, licking his own derma with his tongue.
He and Jetfire were in the middle of a "friendly spar". Jetfire had barely managed to smuggle Sky-Byte into the Autobot side of Cybertron but they were going to make the time they did have worth it.
Jetfire quickly flipped Sky-Byte onto his equilibrium as he sent a request to the Combat Room's AI. He was then given a metallic-leather whip and he used it to tie up Sky-Byte's wrists above his helm.
"Ah! A new tactic!
You must be feeling lapactic,
Right now," Sky-Byte continued, deciding last second to slip in a haiku.
Jetfire simply sighed in return as he leaned down and put his right servo under the shark-mech's chin, allowing him to squish his face-plate for a moment.
"You're lucky you have a cute face-plate," Jetfire grumbled but it was clearly meant to sound affectionate.
"Are you sure you wish to interface with me? I'm not exactly fresh you know~" Sky-Byte asked while smiling widely.
"I know about your "sessions" with Megatron. And if you're going to ask how, blame Soundwave," Jetfire replied while putting his servos on Sky-Byte's lower thighs, "But that doesn't mean you get to escape that easily~"
Sky-Byte immediately blushed brightly when he heard Jetfire use that tone of voice and his valve cover immediately opened, showing off his teal valve with pink and red bio-lines and a gold circular node.
"Oh my! I didn't think I could work you up so quickly," Jetfire continued while beginning to blush himself.
"J-Just finish what you've started!" Sky-Byte stuttered out while trying to lean forward but forgot about the whip so he was pulled back down to the ground.
Jetfire audibly gulped as he opened his spike cover and extended said spike was a dark blue with strips of black on it. The sight alone was causing the shark-mech to suck some air through his denta.
"Am I perhaps… Bigger than your "lord"?" Jetfire asked in a mischievous tone of voice.
"I-I don't believe I'm allowed to discuss such private matt-ERS?!" Sky-Byte spluttered as Jetfire moved his legs closer to his helm.
"Then perhaps you can take my spike for a "test run" now and decide which one's better later~" Jetfire responded with a flirty wink as he teased Sky-Byte by moving the head of his spike across the other mech's valve, which was starting to leak lubricant.
For the next fifteen minutes, if some bot were to be on the other side of the Combat Room's door, all you could hear was moaning and the occasional screaming. This was the situation Optimus Prime had come across. He hesitated at opening the door, not wanting to interrupt the Combat Simulation but on the other hand the bots inside could have been in actual danger. Once the screaming had reached a crescendo, Optimus quickly put in the override code on the keypad and almost forced the door open himself.
"Is everyone alright?" Optimus asked.
He lost his voice when he saw what was in front of him. It was Jetfire who had put Sky-Byte into a "mating press" interface position and the screaming clearly had come from Sky-Byte. Jetfire after having his final overload didn't seem to register at first that someone had broken into their room due to being the one that had locked it beforehand. When he looked behind him, he saw his Prime who was quite flustered while putting his servos over his optics.
"I-I am very sorry! I did not mean to intrude! J-Just be sure to command the AI to clean once you're done," Optimus stuttered out as he almost bumped into the side of the door while quickly leaving the Combat Room.
Both of the mechs were filled with shame and Sky-Byte made it worse by saying, "Now I know where we are to not copulate."