Transformers: Prime & Harry Potter! Season 2! - Stand My Ground!

3: Crossfire!

MinataNamikaze1: The disclaimer: I don't own Transformers cause if I did then Bumblebee would be able speak by the Third movie and Hotshot, Red Alert, and Leobreaker would have been added into the movies and the new animations artwork wouldn't suck. I do, however own, Bladestrike, and the twins Gesshoku and Nisshoku Mutou aka Lunareclipse and Solareclipse of the Most Noble House of Mutou from Tokyo, Japan. Remember to Read and Review to let me know what you think, but it you don't the twist that I make then stop reading and find something else. Also don't leave a review that's flame or I will find a way to block you. Ja ne.

...My Line...

[A/N: This part of the chapter has sexual content, so once again if your under the age of 17 or just don't like it than move along to the next the next part of the chapter. P.S. This part takes place during Airachnid offlining Breakdown and than trying to offline Starscream.]

It's been a week since the whole Dreadwing and Wheeljack problem and the twins managed to get all caught up with their college work to their relief. However, at the moment one could find the Prime and mechfriend still in recharge in their now share quarters though the red and blue mech was holding onto Bladestrike, who had his helm over where the Autobot Leader's spark is, in a possessive and protective hold with a servo on his abdomen plating. The monochrome mech was the first to come out of recharge and a small smile came to his face while he listened to his mechfriend's spark beat as it almost lolled his back into recharge, but he lifted his helm up to look at the red and blue mech.

"Optimus," he gently spoke. "Ya need ta git up." All the Prime did was turn onto his side facing the younger mech while also tightening his hold on him. "Sweetspark." Bladestrike leaned up and gently kissed him on his lipplatting which made his optics snap opened. "Good mornin'."

He smirked when the Prime groaned and reclosed his optics to go back into recharge while burying his face in the juncture between the Elite Guard's shoulder and neck, however, it was just as the Prime was about to fall back into recharge that Bladestrike nipped at his neck cables getting a moan from the red and blue mech as his servos ran over his chassis.

"You are making it hard to resist..." the red and blue mech paused letting out a groan as he felt his interface panel heat up.

"Maybe I don't want ya ta resist," his mechfriend hummed as he continued to pepper his neck cables with kisses, nips, licks, and he even sucked on a really sensitive spot that he found which got a louder groan from him.

The Prime shivered in pleasure before he allowed his own servo to roam the carrying mech's own chassis though he did linger on his abdomen plating. Optimus' digits soon reached the Elite Guard's interface panels where he started to gently rub and got a mewl from the mech, who he quickly pinned under him. The Prime only gave a few gently strokes before the panels snapped open to reveal a hot and moist valve to him. The azure blue opticed mech gently rubbed around the opening before inserting a digit into the valve to which the white and black mech moaned loader. The azure blue opticed mech got to work on getting him wetter before he slid second digit in next to the first making the Elite Guard to arch his back.

"Oh Primus," the monochrome mech moaned louder as the red and blue mech continued to work in stretching his valve by scissoring his two digits while his digits moved deeper. "Optimus." The Prime had turned his attention to the Elite Guard's neck as he added a third digit into the tight valve. "AH!" The Autobot Leader smirked when he realized that he brushed against a bundle of sensitive nodes as he used his left servo to play with the younger Autobot's anterior node making Bladestrike to moan even louder. "I'm going...I'm going to overload."