ONE-SHOTS || TRANSFORMERS

• || WFC Jazz X Female Human

This one-shot is for DevilishQueenisHere! It's her birthday, which is April 20th! And, since I've figured she like Jazz, and shit. I wrote her one, to at least give her something.

I hope you enjoy this, devilish!

P. S. It's too short though but no worries. I've got something up on my sleeve
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Jazz was slightly grinning at himself, resting on the fluffy bed of the human, whom he knew, and using mass displacement made the adjustments to accommodate his surroundings. He's staring up at the ceiling, with his servos on the back of his helm, and patiently waiting for the human to finish her shower.

He heard the gentle sound of the sliding door opened, and turning his attention to that. He looked at her with a smile, sitting up, and beckoning her to come sit with him on the bed.

"C'mere, ya sweet lil human." He teased, gesturing with his digits, and waiting for the human to sit, before pulling her from his arms and entrapping her on it. "Ya took too long, y'know?" He whispered, getting a soft laugh from her.

"Sorry, I can't help it, sir. Rust-a-lot." She teased, letting out a chuckle when she heard Jazz groaned behind her.

"You are spendin' too much time with the red bug, ah swear."

She smiled, and turned her head to the side, draping her lips lightly on the side of his head. "Yeah, and oh! I told him we got things to do!"

"Like what?"

"Like things."

"What things?"

"Things."

Things what?"

"Jazz, are you serious right now? I got to spend time with him, now!"

Jazz subtly tightened his arms around her, and murmured, "would it be selfish of meh, if ah don't want to share ya with him?" He waited for a response, quickly performing a short scan of temperature on her body, and letting out a grin. "Would it be bad, if ah wish ya were mine?"

She felt herself blushing madly at jazz's words, attempting to lean away, but couldn't, as she was trapped in his arms, his breath purposely hitting his nape, whilst the blush was still mad on her face.

"J-Jazz." She warned, her voice quivering, and an involuntary shiver ran up her spine.

Jazz let out a laugh, lightly brushing his lips on her ears, "Happy birthday, baby." Jazz whispered, and letting out a hot breath just for the heck of it, hearing her laugh, since that's where her tickle is.

After she laughed, she turned at him, and smiled. Gently leaning her forehead with his, and draping a light kiss on his nose, making him a little confused before he laughed it off, keeping his chill.

"Thank you, Jazz."