Gets a bit saucy- you've been warned-))

It was awkward to say the least... sitting overheated in Blurrs washracks.

Blurr had left a while ago leaving you in company with your own whirring cooling fans.

You were hugging your knee joints to your chassis when Blurr had come back with some energon and a towel.

"Well I expected you to at least try and cool down in the washracks..." He muttered softly before practically shoving the energon in your arms

You took it and looked up at the pale mech your faceplates flushed, "T-Thank you...." You murmured softly

Blurrs own cheeks flushed a little and he glances away, "It's nothing."

You began to drink the energon frame shaking hard. Blurr shifted awkwardly watching your dermas that you revealed by half opening your visor. He bit his derma a little in thought.

"I-I...." He swallowed thickly, "You-have-got-a-lot-of-nerve-prancing-around-smelling-like-that! It's-almodt-like-youre-begging-to-be-fragged-on-the-spot!"

You tilted your helm a little at him taking a moment to scan his vitals, which were through the roof. Blurr shivered as you looked at him so cutely.

Helm tilted, dermas parted.

Oh it would be so easy just to slide-

The blue mech cuts that thought off before it can continue.

"but seriously, if you don't wanna get-fragged-so-hard-your-mother-board-short-circuts-dont-walk-around-smelling-so-pits-bound-good!" The words flew from his intake almost faster then usual but he stiffened when you stared at him confused.

It was such a cute look, he could almost see your brows visibly scrunch under your visor,the way your derma pulled in a confused manner.

Maybe it was just your heat scent and field messing with his processor,or maybe he was actually genuine about what he was thinking.

And primus,he really hopped it wasn't the latter.

You hummed quietly still watching the blue mech who seemed to want to leave but couldn't. Like something had welded his pedes into place.

He may have been unmoving, but his frame wasn't. He was visibly shaking his digits tightening and untightening from where he crossed them on his arms. His face was flushed and his vents were low and frequent.

"Your sparkrate is dangerously high." You stated a little concerned for the mech who's been treating you... odd to say the least

He stared at you optics dim, "your concerned with me? Really I'm the one who should be concerned with you.~"

Before you could as him what he meant he was on you pressing you harder to the wall you were leaning against. He was so close you could practically feel the hard rumble of his engine.

His dermas were hovering over yours so much so that your vents mixed together. He was shaking as he kneeled between your thighs. His digits curled into fists on either side of your helm.

Your protocols were practically screaming at you to be bred by the mech in front of you to touch, grab, scratch, and hold his beautiful frame.

Blurrs optics were already offline but his brows would still twitch with thought. But when you moaned breathily from having him so close all of that hesitation was swept away as he kissed you hard.

You kissed back just as feverishly moaning against his dermas. Your one servo ran up to the back of his helm and gripped there tightly while the other wandered down his burning chassis.

You broke the kiss to moan loudly when the sweet friction rubbed between your thighs as blurr almost desperately started to grind against you.

His derma found there place on your neckcables kissing sucking hard there. He was trying to make a mark, his mark, but with all your squirming it was making it a challenge.

But an oh so arousing challenge.~

The mech jerked when he heard a knock on his dorm rooms door suddenly breaking of out of his pleasure-seeking trance. He stumbled back from you face completely flushed.

"I-I... umm..." He stood up sharply, "Really-need-to-go-answer-that!"

With that he zipped off leaving you a heaving shivering mess... and with some sort of lubricant soaking through your panels...