"I am the not to the liking how much of the training we are the having to doing..." Jetfire muttered at the lunch table you three sat at

"Well it makes since cause ya know you were a grounder before, now you're a flyer, so-" you made a sound between 'I-don't-know' and  'oh-well'

The mech looked at you with a deadpanned expression. This caused you to laugh.

Today was one of the few days you three were allowed in the mess hall to eat. It didn't happen often, but it was nice to be out of the lab to sit with your friends, the twins were your friends for highly obvious reasons, and enjoy being out of the lab.

Sure you never actually sat with a different group of bots, but you were alright with that. The Jettwins were enough to occupy your meal time.

Though your thoughts couldn't help but drift to the pale blue mech boring holes into the back of your helm with his angered gaze.

He hasn't challenged you at all after the running-into-live-traffic incident, and you haven't even looked at him since that night cycle.

You should still remember the stickiness as the result. You involuntarily shuddered pressing your thighs closer together. Instead you refocused on the conversation between the two mechs at your table chewing a little on the straw of the energon drink you held.

Your thoughts drifted off again, as they normally do, but instead of the usual daydream of being able to become a solider much like your fellow experiments, instead they persistently moved to Blurr.

Your processor decided to create childish fantasies about the bot glaring at you. Soft gushy moments, cuddling, holding servos, dates. All that jazz. (eeeyyyy)

You could just see it. Small happy sparklings speeding about your shared dorm. Affectionate nuzzles. Lazy mornings of nothing to do but soft tired smooches, that slips into sweet foreplay- you stopped that thought as soon it as soon as it started.

Your thighs rubbed together under the table as your gaze settled in your drink. Your face warmed as you swallowed thickly. A ball of heat grew low in your tanks and you vented softly taking another drink of your energon drink.

You jumped when a servo was placed beside your arm. Tilting your helm a little to look at the owner of the arm blinking in surprise at such a movement.

"Hello?" You asked a little keeping your visor comfortably over your optics

"Hiya toots." The mech grinned cockily, "I couldn't help but notice you were sittin' all alone."

You pulled your derma a little and gestured towards the pretty offended jettwins. He glanced at them then swallowed a little as though he was replanting something.

"Sorry 'bout that boys didn't see ya there." He hummed looking back at you, "Hmm. Now beautiful, let's say we get out of here and handle that scent your making handled?"

You blushed brightly and stammered pressing your thighs together tightly, "I-Ummmmm..."

You could see Blurr looking absolutely furious from the corner of your optic. You swallowed a little at the mech still flirting with a bot like yourself.

It was an attention you certainly weren't used too. And the warmth between your stabilizers certainly wasn't helping the situation.

You yelped suddenly when your upper arm was grabbed in a tight grip. You looked up to see Blurr.

"Actually-we-uh-have-a-thing-we-have-to-do." He huffed quickly before practically dragging you up and away from the table

Much to your surprise he led you to his Hab Suite. He pulled you in after pressing his servo to the scanner on the side. Ushering you into the showers he huffed.

"Sit here and cool down." He spoke in a commanding voice, "You should know enough that you will get slagged to pits and back if you keep heading out in your state."

"My "state"?" You asked in a confused manner

"In your heat cycle stupid!" He abruptly paused, "How could you not know...."

You shrugged in reply

"I'll tell you when I get back with some things to help you."he walked to the door of the shower room, "Just stay here and shower, I'll explain when I get back."