Bits and Pieces of Transformers

Title: Sweet Fluff

Chapter: 3

Fandom: Transformers

Pairings: Bumblebee/Sam

Word count: 1,097

AN: So…I’m done with chapter 3. I’m debating if there will be more past chapter 4, which would be with Bumblebee being a voyeur as Sam and Trent have some fun. We’ll have to see what comes up when I start to write tonight.

So, enjoy!

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Leaning down, Bumblebee worked his mouth from shoulder, up Sams neck, the elder of the two sealing their lips together, lapping at the full ones under his own. Moaning, the young human happily opened his mouth to the questing tongue, sucking on it before letting go to dominate his mouth. The slick muscle slid over his mouth, tasting and mapping well known spots, drawing out a low moan from him, getting a rumbling laugh.



“So sensitive,” Bumblebee hummed, his hands brushing over soft skin, the beautiful body moving upwards into the touches. “So very, perfectly sensitive.” Sam tugged on his hair, hissing as the other male tweaked his nipple, leaving the previously abused nipple alone for the moment.



“Bee,” Sam whined, eyes closing as he tipped his head back, Bumblebee taking the invitation and nipping, licking and sucking at his neck, teasing his lover. Pausing, the mech sucked a mark into Sams neck, purring quietly as he pulled away, making sure ti would last as long as possible.



Licking his lips, Bumblebee shifted, his fingers trailing downwards, finding all of his lovers sweet spots, teasing his human mate relentlessly. Enjoying the sweet sounds Sam made, the older male once more lowered his mouth, teasing the skin skin there with lips, teeth and tongue as he followed the same path his hands had taken. Sam pressed into the touches and the kisses, making the mech laugh lowly as he continued to tease his mate into a puddle of good on his back seat before drawing the others pants down.



Dissolving his own clothing, Bumblebee pressed into Sams body, aligning them, drawing low moans from both of them. Sealing their lips together once more, tasting his sweet love, the blond rolled his hips, rubbing their lengths together. Arching upwards with a surprised mewl, the lean man wrapped his legs around the others hips and pulled him down to rub even harder against his mate.



“Sam,” Bumblebee growled, gripping at Sams hips, legs moving so that he was kneeling between the others legs and reaching for Sams pants. He knew  the other carried around lube, just in case, and was glad that he did. He doubted that the younger man would be happy about being taken dry, no matter how needy they were.



“Bumblebee, please,” Sam cried out, clawing at the seats, the feeling translating to the holoform of the mech, getting a shiver.



“Got to prepare you,” Bumblebee groaned lowly, eyes sliding shut and drowning a bit in the dual feelings of Sam rubbing against both of his forms. Fumbling with the lube and getting it open, he slicked his fingers and reached between them, running his fingers lower and rubbing at Sams entrance. the lean body pressed into them as long fingers moved over developed muscles, teasing the mech just as much as he was teasing Sam.



Groaning again, the blond slid a long finger into the body under him, teasing him open with slow, sure strokes of it. Sam writhed and pressed into the finger, moaning and whining as he used one hand to tease the smooth leather of the seat under him and Bumblelees prick with the other, trying to the sounds he wanted from the mech. He was getting them, along with another finger sliding in beside the first, spreading him open even more.



“Yes,” Sam hissed, eyes fluttering closed as the fingers moved in and out of him, sissoring to stretch his muscles open.



“That’s it, open up for me, relax,” Bumblebee said, bright blue eyes watching the pleasure drenched face before him as he carefully added a third finger. Soon the fingers were easily moving in and out of the lean body, one of Sams hand curled around the other mans length, coating it with a bit of the lube that he had slicked his fingers with.



“Want you now,” Sam growled out, eyes flashing as he dragged his leg up Bumblebees side and gently squeezed the length in his hand. The other man jerked and growled, pressing his fingers hard into Sams sweet spot, smirking ferally at the gasping scream that he got in response.



“You’ll get me, no worries,” he laughed quietly, making Sam whine even as Bumblebee pulled his fingers out of the grasping entrance.



“Please, Bumblebee,” Sam panted, biting his bottom lip as he let go of his lovers length and grasped onto the seat above his head. He was anticipating the stretch and burn of the other sliding into him, making his body sing with pleasure.



Raising an eyebrow, the blond smirked and shifted to press the tip of his cock against the stretched ring of muscle, holding himself there with one hand, his other braced next to the younger mans head. Pressing forward, he hissed as the head of his prick slid in past he entrance ring before stopping and letting Sam get used to the intrusion. Licking his lips, Bumblebee continued to press inwards, drawing a low keen from his human lover.



“that’s right,” Bumblebee groaned, Sam twitching under him, legs coming to wrap around his waist. Sighing one he had slid all the way in, the blond started to pull out, drawing hitching moans from him, before he pushed back in. Tilting his hips, he purred as Sam jerked and yelped as the mech brushed the sensitive nerves just right.



Eyes flashing, Bumblebee started to move faster, thrust harder into the willing body, wanting to bring his mate as much pleasure as he could. Reaching down, he curled his hand around the straining cock that bobbed between them. Stroking Sam in time to his thrusts, Bumblebee smiled lightly at the sounds that were getting progressively louder with each hard thrust.



It only took a few more slides into the slim body, the Autobot in human form rolling his hips at the end of each thrust inwards, before Sam came, splattering over their stomachs and Bumblebees hand. Groaning lowly, the elder male shoved in one last time and came, spilling into his mate, once more marking the human as his.



Both men fell limp, the car sagging on his shocks. After a while of getting their thoughts back togehter and calming their panting breathes, Bumbleebee sat up and gently pulled out of his lover, a clean fluid leaking out of him.



“We need baths,” Sam sighed as his lover wiped them off with his shirt.



“Later. For now, we should talk about what we should do with Trent,” Bumblebee rumbled, moving them so he wa slaying back with Sam sprawled over him.



“Sounds fun,” Sam laughed.