ONE-SHOTS || TRANSFORMERS

° || G1 Bluestreak X Male human

Bluestreak became the guardian of a human, designation; Blake. He just recently got used to using his solid holoform, made by wheeljack and he is the first to test it out, by living like a normal "human."

Though, one thing that always made him flustered and troubled is, how flirty and seductive his human is. Blake always likes to tease and make a mess out of him, all of the time, which he should get used to now but couldn't.

He let out a sigh, and rubbed his human hand on his "forehead," walking down to one of the hallways and perking up at hearing a faint sound coming from the dance room, where Blake usually dances and practices. Out of curiosity, he walked to where the dance room is, and peeked a little on the inside, only to be entranced at blake's pole dancing.

Yup, pole dancing.

He watched as Blake sing along with the sound, feeling his face redden up at his shirtless, fragile body and tight short, as he elegantly moved on the pole.

I think your hands down out of your mind.

You like it dirty, but you're so divine.

Please me, don't tease me. Let's do it right.

I want your hot dirty lovin' tonight.

Blake briefly turned his attention at the door, and smirked as he saw the reddened and clearly flustered Bluestreak meekly watching on the edges of the door, still singing along with the song. He slowly lowered himself by spinning and landing on his tiptoes, walking over to where he is, and pulling him in, still signing and got near his face. Almost letting their noses touch, before pulling away and backing away, moving his hips teasingly as he did so and climbed on his pole again.

I want your dirty lovin' (got me goin crazy)

Dirty lovin' (always give me foreplay)

Dirty lovin' (got me goin crazy)

Dirty lovin'.

As the music slowly fades out, Bluestreak was left speechless, and watched as Blake lowered himself on the ground and leaned to the pole before he spoke up, completely snapping his trance at the elegant show.

"Mind coming here, blue?" He asked, one eyebrow raising and a smirk on his lips, with his sweat making his body wet, which he got an already nearby prepared towel, and wiped himself.

Bluestreak mutely follows, and got confused as Blake climb on the pole again, he raised a questioning "eyebrow" on the action, which Blake answered with a gesture of his finger beckoning him. Again, he followed, as he watched Blake propped himself backwards, only making Bluestreak more confused.

"Remember the comic you've read? Spiderman is it? Where they kiss?"

"What?"

"It is only fair for me, to pay for the show you've seen, right?"

"N—"

Bluestreak was cut off, by Blake's lips connecting with his, and his hands cupping his cheeks, as he angled himself to kiss him better. His "eyes" widened, and attempt to untangle himself on the kiss, but before he knew it. His body turned hot, and he felt dizzy, as the kiss is starting to take effect on him, however, before anything could happen. Blake pulled away with a breathless chuckle.