Sunstorm Bluestreak 9
This is an alternate universe of lily-vendrem and xobit-prime's Greek-verse, co-written with Xobit. However, it IS NOT in the actual Greek-verse, or at least it's not in that continuity. It is also STICKY.
They were both at the temple now, with Sunstorm working. It was still a little odd for Sunstorm, knowing his mate was around and never quite sure what Bluestreak was thinking. It didn't seem to bother the Helixian when they got home, there wasn't really any strained distance, and so Sunstorm had to assume everything was fine, but... It was a little odd.
It still wasn’t easy to see Sunstorm disappear into an alcove with a clingy worshiper, but Bluestreak could live with it. He had also gotten used to the fact that the other priests would look at him and sometimes even approached him in a less then innocent manner. Oh, they never outright asked or offered since Sunstorm had asked them not to but… the offers were still quite clear.
There were also worshipers who approached him, less constrained then the priests but they all took it with good grace when he said no, as politely as he could. Sometimes he ended up talking to some of them, often the ones that came from other places then the capital. That was interesting, it taught him a lot and sometimes it seemed to help too… as if they really needed an audio receptor before they approached a priest. He liked that, talking and being needed in a small way that had nothing to do with bonding or interfacing.
Freefall looked around, unaccountably nervous. He shouldn't be, there was nothing shameful, or even unusual, about his... need, but there it was. Staying out of the way, the Seeker tried to stay unnoticed, at least for a little while, and find someone to... approach. When he saw the foreigner, Freefall was startled. He was clearly not a priest, and just as clearly not a worshiper... A friend, maybe? Maybe he would have... er, a suggestion... "Um... hi." Freefall sounded just as nervous in his greeting as he felt.
“Hello… I’m sorry, but I’m just here to sit and enjoy the chimes and colors, you’ll need to approach a priest for anything else.” Bluestreak smiled reassuringly at the Seeker, it was the first time he had ever heard one sound nervous.
"Oh, no, I mean, I know... I mean..." Freefall fluttered uncertainly and claimed a seat by the mech. "I, um... I'm not quite... ready to approach... I mean... Is it okay if we talk?" Sure, it would have been easier if he'd let his carrier come... Freefall wasn't sure he wanted to know who would have been found for him that way, though! Better to do this on his own, even if he took all day at it!
“Sure, it’s okay, and sorry if I seemed dismissive. There are a lot of mechs that approach me for… other things.” Bluestreak smiled shyly and shifted nervously. Like all other Seekers, this one had settled awfully close by, as if it was the norm, which it technically was. “I’m Bluestreak?”
"I'm Freefall. And, er... well, I guess a lot of mechs would assume that you'd want... I mean, you're here!" And so was he... Freefall's wings moved nervously again. "I... er, where are you from? Um... have you seen the garden here?" Oh, no... that almost sounded like a suggestion. Well, it was, but not like that. That was... a pity, actually, Freefall realized. Bluestreak was pretty... Well! He would certainly have someone to suggest, then.
“Helix and yes, I often walk in the garden, my bondmate is a priest.” It still felt rather weird to say that, but he supposed that he would get used to it in a few vorns. Or not, he just hoped that they would be able to fully complete the bond in less time than that. It was slow progress, but he found that… while he didn’t love Sunstorm, it was probably only a matter of time till he did. Not the kind of wild swept off your peds love he had read about, but rather a more stable kind. “May I ask what you are here for?”
"Oh, um, er..." Freefall cycled his vents, looked at Bluestreak, and promptly looked at the ground. "I... want to learn how to, you know, share pleasure, and enjoy, and- but I didn't tell my Carrier I was coming today because he would want to come and I want to, you know, find someone nice, not just the first free priest like he would, or the one he thinks is good looking, but I, um, don't know if I know how to, you know, ask and- um, are you sur- um."
“You… oh, oh my.” Bluestreak flickered his optics and flushed with heat, that was about the last thing he had expected. A virgin Seeker... “Am I sure what? Ah… Sunstorm, my mate, is busy right now but, maybe you would like him? if not I am sure he could help you find the right mech!”
"Um... Is he- er, I'm sorry, of course he's nice. Um..." Freefall tried, but he couldn't fully keep from showing his... disappointment. He had no reason to be disappointed, of course, Bluestreak had said he wasn't really there for anything. But still... "I- That is, ah, thank you. I really, um... Could we... er, talk, until he's available...?" Maybe find out why his situation had made Bluestreak flush so...
“Of course we can talk! I wasn’t trying to get rid of you, Freefall.” Bluestreak was a little confused, why would suggesting his mate as a ugh… helper? cause the young Seeker to droop like that.
Freefall managed a little smile, wings sweeping up for a moment. Really, it was ridiculous, just because Bluestreak was nice, and even attractive... "I, um... You really like coming here? I mean, you must, and it is lovely, it's just, I'm not sure it would be worth, er, fending people off all the time like you did, er, when I said hi..." Yeah, sitting in Zephyrus' temple all day with no intention of taking offers... Outsiders were weird.
“It’s… not that I don’t like it, but it is more of a challenge to myself? Yes, I’m Helixian, as I told you, and… we… don’t do too well with intimate… stuff. I’m here to get used to you, I mean, Seekers in general, touching and, yeah…” Bluestreak still found it hard to explain. Oh well, the real problem was that his mate was a priest, though it wasn’t as much of a problem.
"Oh. I... guess that makes sense... I've heard that sometimes a priest's mate will help with interfaces and stuff. Not the more religiously motivated ones, I would assume..." He did glance hopefully at Bluestreak, but only for a moment. "You... do seem nice."
“I… ah, thank you?” Bluestreak wasn’t sure if those two statements actually had anything to do with each other. If they had, they implied something he had no idea what to do with, if not he risked making an aft of himself over nothing. “Um… Sun’ and I are…” ‘not that close yet’? Ridiculous!
"You and Sunstorm are...?" Freefall asked, unconsciously scooting a little closer. Beautiful together, he was sure, because how could they not be, even if he hadn't seen Sunstorm... "Um... and how does being here help with...I mean, if you don't even consider offers... Er, it just, confuses me. Sorry."
“No, don’t be sorry… I guess it is hard for you to understand. Um, I had difficulty accepting Sunstorm’s vocation and the things he does here. Seeing him work and… it helps, because I can see he does help, it’s not just done for… for pleasure…” Bluestreak shrugged nervously and shifted, not quite moving away, not quite staying still. Looking around, he spotted Sunstorm striding towards them with a faint feeling of relief and… arousal?
"Oh. I... guess that makes sense..." Freefall still fluttered uncertainly, and squeaked a little when a bright golden Seeker came up. From the marks on his wings, Freefall determined that this must be Sunstorm... Bluestreak was lucky, he could admit that.
Sunstorm had time to watch his mate and the other Seeker as walked towards them, and he wondered if Bluestreak realized how hard the blue mech was trying to not offer. He also seemed nervous... "Hello, Blue'. How are you doing, and who's this?" He smiled reassuringly, pretty sure he could guess why the other Seeker was here...
“Hey, Sun’, this is Freefall… he, um, I…” Bluestreak faltered, not at all sure what the policies were around telling or not telling about such a ‘problem’.
"I need, um, help. Er. And, Bluestreak said that... um, that you would... be... nice...?" Even if he would prefer Bluestreak, if for no other reason that he knew Bluestreak would be nice. Bluestreak was already nice, and it didn't matter if he didn't know as much as a priest would...
Oh, dear... Such a very nervous mech. And it was so very obvious what he wanted... "Let me speak with my mate for just a moment, and then we can find someone to help you. Someone you'll like, I hope." Sunstorm nodded and tugged Bluestreak a step or two away, blocking him off with his wings. "Blue... did you realize that he wants you?"
“I…” He sort of had known that the Seeker was interested but… Bluestreak huffed unhappily; he didn’t like making others sad. But why would Freefall want him? And for his first time too… it just didn’t make sense! “But why?”
"I'm not sure. He's very nervous... Maybe just the fact that he knows you a little? It's up to you, of course, and I'd hardly leave you alone! It's not even horribly unusual, either a mate's help or the supplicant asking for someone specific. If you don't want to, that's fine, I know someone else who would enjoy teaching him." Sunstorm didn't quite trust himself not to get too impatient if he were alone with Freefall, as irrational as he was sure the fear was.
“But I can’t! N…” Casing a glance over his shoulder he saw the utterly dejected droop of Freefall's wings as well as the lost expression on the pretty Seeker’s face plates. Slag… did he want to do this, really? To his utter surprise he couldn’t say definitively no but… “I am not taking him! I’ll help you, a-and I think I would like to… to do some things but… I am not spiking him and I am not doing it in the temple!”
That was... quite honestly, not what Sunstorm had expected. Not at all. "Alright. Do you have any suggestions for where you would prefer this, and might you be willing to be spiked, or would you rather that be just he and I?" Sunstorm was not completely sure he would be able to maintain his approach of this as 'a priest', either, depending on where they went, but then... Maybe that wasn't the right approach in this case? Well, he would try, and see what was wanted. He wondered if Bluestreak realized how much the idea of seeing him with another mech interested him...
“I don’t know! Don’t… ask me stuff, this is insane and…” Bluestreak stopped and took a few seconds to reorder his thoughts. He wanted to do it, now that the idea had taken root he wanted it. As long as he wasn’t the one controlling everything. “Just… not here, n-not… that restaurant? Or at home… just not in the temple!”
"Sorry! I'll stop asking questions like that. The restaurant, then..." He didn't think Bluestreak was quite ready for either of them to take a lover on their berth, even something like this. He might never be, and that honestly didn't worry Sunstorm. "Maybe even with candy..." Sunstorm was smiling as he turned back to Freefall. "I apologize for taking so long. There is a lovely restaurant nearby, would you join my mate and me there?"
Freefall perked up a little as Sunstorm and Bluestreak came back, and brightened even more at Sunstorm's words. "I- I would love to! I... Th- thank you." He wasn't sure what they had said, but... he recognized the invitation.
Bluestreak didn’t know what to do with himself or the feelings he had about this whole insane idea. Insane, and insanely arousing, how could he already be slagging producing lubricant! Not a lot but he could feel a definite wetness… it was a good thing the restaurant was close by and that there was no delay in getting a room. Even better that Sunstorm just ordered something and got the whole thing over with before he stasis locked from overheating. “I’m… Freefall? Just… I haven’t done t-this before…” Bluestreak nervously laced his own fingers together, looking everywhere but at the two Seekers.
"N- neither have I...?" Freefall answered, half draped against Sunstorm's side. He did wonder why Bluestreak wasn't the one here, or maybe on Sunstorm's other side, but he figured that Bluestreak didn't mind. He didn't really look like he minded much...
The waiter closed the door as he left, after bringing in the tray Sunstorm had asked, though not without a faint look of regret. Sunstorm paid him no mind, smiling at the candies he had ordered. Green, in deference to his mate's tastes... really, what did he think they would do in a restaurant? "I can't really say I see much reason to delay starting this, though we can certainly take as long as we want..." Sunstorm added, breaking one of the fragile cubes over Freefall. Who knew, maybe they would even start a friendship today.
“…” Well, that was certainly Sunstorm’s usual way of doing things… Bluestreak huffed and squirmed a little before crawling to sit at Freefall’s other side. “I meant… that I haven’t really touched any Seeker other then Sunstorm, or any mech that wasn’t family. Helixians treat the act of sharing pleasure in a very different way from Vossians.” Hesitantly putting a hand out to support himself, Bluestreak leaned in to lick at the sticky green energon goo.
He knew that wasn't quite fair to Bluestreak, but Sunstorm had thought that simply moving along would be the best way to keep his mate from over-thinking. It seemed to have worked, Bluestreak taking his offer while Sunstorm held Freefall down. Just for a little while, he wanted to see Bluestreak being touched by another, he really did!
"Oh. Um. Thank- ohh." The glossa was... nice, even if Freefall wasn't sure about the 'being held down' aspect.
“Um… Freefall… are you all virgin?” Bluestreak wasn’t sure why he asked, it certainly made him mortified to do so. But it was a little hard to imagine a Seeker being a virgin at all, and both? Well, it had to happen, but…
"Um... what? Yes...? Mm... Carrier asks too many questions...." Hadn't he said that already? Not that he hadn't tried playing with his friends, and he certainly had overloaded before. He'd never considered using candy...
Sunstorm took a hand from Freefall to pet Bluestreak's helmet and back. The poor mech was clearly embarrassed, even though it was a very important question. "Mm... lucky Blue', you get to help me show him everything... Don't worry about your Carrier too much, I could always tell you that this is a private matter and not to tell anyone..."
It was dizzying suddenly wanting someone not his mate, wanting to feel the shy Seeker’s spike. Living here in Vos was turning him into a hedonist! But… but pleasure was a good thing. Pleasure was something he was leaning to share with his mate, and Seekers shared it with everyone, so… “Will you let Sunstorm take your membrane, Freefall? I… I’ll help him an-and…”
The words were unexpected, surprisingly detailed and wanton from his smaller mate. Sunstorm couldn't hide the wash of desire they brought, arching into Freefall lightly and moaning. "Do you know how good that sounds, Blue'? F- Freefall? I want you to touch him more, okay? I want to see your hands on him now..." Best to do that while he could still think enough to correct if Freefall did something 'wrong'.
"W- whatever you want, Bluestreak..." The licking was getting a lot nicer, and the clear desire both mechs had for him was unexpected arousing. Freefall was hesitant when he touched Bluestreak, running his hands against the grey sides and looking at Sunstorm to be sure that was how he wanted it.
A small sound of uncertainty left Bluestreak at the feel of strange hands, but after a second he pressed closer, licked a little harder at the sticky energon. It didn’t really feel bad, no, it was just different… it wasn’t Sunstorm. Freefall seemed less sure, was less experienced obviously.
“Ooo… l-like that, um lower…”
Sunstorm pet Bluestreak's helmet soothingly at the sound, and smiled at Freefall. Once Bluestreak was calmer, Sunstorm wrapped a hand around one of Freefall's and began showing him how to touch. How to touch, and just what Bluestreak meant by lower. They were going to have to clean up no matter what... "Both of you, get the other's wings, if you can... Er, here, let's get you laying down first..." Sunstorm was still unsure about using Freefall's name, moving to lay the mech down.
Bluestreak sounded about as nervous as he felt, something that helped Freefall. "Your... er, glossa feels good... too? Um, like... like this...?" Freefall lay back as directed, but was mostly focused on learning to touch right, and watching Bluestreak's face.
Settling on top of Freefall, Bluestreak sent his mate a look, halfway nervous and halfway smoldering with arousal. Lifting his aft a little, he opened his panel and settled down again, jerking at the pleasurable contact. “Feels good… ooh, Free’, so good. Sun’ taught me how to do this? First time w-we met… m-m’ such an innocent.”
"Not so much any more, Blue... You look good like that... You're doing well, Freefall, how about you open up too..." Sunstorm's comments were disjointed, the golden Seeker mentally stunned by how pretty they were together and the way Bluestreak had looked at him. It almost seemed as though his shy little Helixian mate was finding a taste for showing off...
"Um... Okay...?" Freefall wasn't sure what he was answering, busy working up the courage to touch what Bluestreak had exposed. Freefall knew well enough what the equipment was, and he knew how to touch a spike, but he had never gone far in his own valve. He couldn't go far in Bluestreak's, either, the angles wrong for fingers, but that wasn't too much of an issue as opened his panel for Sunstorm.
Whimpering at Sunstorm’s words and the snick of Freefall’s panel opening, he felt both embarrassed and aroused. Bluestreak wasn’t sure about most of this, but he was too… he wanted it too much to stop it. He was already so wet, probably leaving drops or trails of lubricant behind on the prone Seeker’s armor as he moved back and forth.
His mate sounded so good... Moaning more than a little, Sunstorm nudged Freefall's legs apart, settling in between them and rubbing Bluestreak's back. "He'll probably overload pretty fast once you let him in, Blue'. If he does, I would suggest staying where you are and going for a second round. Either way, I'm leaving that up to you. I'm going to need a little time to reach his membrane, so... don't go to fast, okay?" His words were low, not intended for Freefall, as he dropped one hand to test the blue Seeker's valve.
Bluestreak was a little freaked out by that advice, almost painfully aware that he was straddling a near stranger, his own equipment hot and bared. The only thing keeping him from bolting was Freefall’s expression… the Seeker’s movements under him. It was too much for him, too much to not want, despite the stubbornly clinging Helixian ‘manners’ screaming at him how wrong it was. Pleasure was never wrong... “I want to feel you, Free’, I-I… I’m so hot!” Whining, he moved back a little, until he could feel the prone Seeker’s spike. Then he turned dazed optics up to look his soon to be lover in the optics.
The valve was lubricated, which was good, and Sunstorm was already able to fit a finger, very carefully, into Freefall. He didn't do more than probe, testing how much he would have to do, still rubbing Bluestreak's back gently.
"Ah, ah...! Um... yes, want... want that..." Freefall arched up, dazedly meeting Bluestreak's gaze. It was more than touching himself, so much better. He was so glad Bluestreak had been willing... also glad that Sunstorm was there, able to guide them, able to think and just let him enjoy.
He had to lie down and reach behind himself to position the spike properly; it was… it felt different from Sunstorm’s? Not smaller, but different somehow. Bluestreak pretty much forgot about that when he carefully moved back a little and felt the hot, hard length start to breach his valve rim in earnest. “Oooh… oh!”
"Yes. Ohh..." Sunstorm's voice was low, and he could barely look away. He didn't have to look away, though, Bluestreak was doing wonderfully, and Sunstorm could hear that Freefall was doing fine. Holding the other Seeker's hips still was automatic, and with a hint of mischief, Sunstorm did his best to mimic the way Bluestreak was taking in the spike, going at the same pace.
Freefall almost wondered if he would melt, he felt so hot and good. He knew he wouldn't, of course, but he was certainly wondering how that could be. Something warm and tight was surrounding his spike, Bluestreak's valve, and fingers were making his own valve feel very wet and nice...
Going as slow as he possibly could, Bluestreak was surprised as he realized just how difficult that was. He was used to ‘getting’ it just like he wanted it from Sunstorm… a little mortifying that he had never really thought about how his mate might want it? Yes, mortifying. He would have to make it up to his mate; somehow, he would just have to figure out a good way first. For now he needed to concentrate on Freefall and his ‘mission’, going slow… giving pleasure. “F-feels so gooood… fill mm-me right up.”
Did Bluestreak have any idea how good he sounded? Probably not... Sunstorm suspected that Bluestreak didn't really understand the arousal and pleasure one could get by watching one's lover, or mate, with others. It was about as far from possessive as one could get... though there was the pleasure of knowing he would come back. Either way, Bluestreak almost certainly didn't understand it... yet. It was looking like that would change, maybe even was changing.
"Aahh... Don't- don't stop. I- mmm..." It was not quite fair, the heat and the pleasure was just too much, and Freefall found himself already fighting off overload. He could keep it until he was all the way IN, surely? There was also the fact that he was being kept from moving his hips, something which frustrated the young Seeker to no end, when he wasn't busy being grateful for the control it provided.
Bluestreak whimpered helplessly and concentrated on the familiar yet new feeling of the spike stretching him wide. It was a different ridge pattern; the size was almost the same though… Vector Sigma! He shouldn’t be comparing his mate’s spike to another mech’s. But he was, he was doing it, he was willingly impaling himself on a near stranger’s spike and it felt so slagging good!
"Just like that. You're both doing so well," Sunstorm almost purred. One claw had found the membrane, and Sunstorm rubbed around it, ready to breach it when Freefall overloaded. Soon, now... "Blue, can you kiss him? Kiss him and make him overload... It'll be okay if you can't, though."
Freefall stiffened for a moment, a sliver of fear intruding. He knew there was going to be pain... Bluestreak felt far too good around him for Freefall to worry about it too much. Such pretty noises...
Taking that as meaning that he was allowed to move faster, Bluestreak rocked and tried to kiss at the same time. Size difference made it difficult, and Freefall’s inexperience didn’t help either, it didn’t matter all that much. He was far too interested in the feelings his valve got from his movements.
Yeah, that was so very worth seeing. At the tell-tale quivers of Freefall's valve, Sunstorm broke the membrane. His free hand lightly rested on Bluestreak's hips, fully expecting that he would have to remind his mate to keep moving when the other Seeker overloaded.
Too much input crested all at once, and Freefall gave a cry as he emptied into Bluestreak. He barely felt the pain Sunstorm inflicted, pleasure too much.
It was odd to feel Freefall peak without following him over, or having gone over first. Not unpleasant though, oh no, not at all! It was sort of hot, sort of pleasant to feel the new pressure in his valve, the hot liquid being forced out to dribble down his legs and onto the prone Seeker as he continued riding him.
“That mmm… that felt so good, Free’! Want to feel it again?” Bluestreak wanted to feel it again, and Sunstorm had said he should continue pleasuring the younger Seeker..?
Sunstorm made a strangled sound of want, moving his hand from its unneeded place on Bluestreak's hip to gather some of the leaking fluid. While tasting it, slowly and in full view of Freefall, Sunstorm considered what to do now. If he let Bluestreak keep on as they were going, Freefall would probably not be up to a third overload. But he did need a spiking... and Bluestreak had said he wouldn't do that. But Bluestreak would probably have a fit if he didn't get to overload, and Sunstorm wouldn't blame him... So. That should work then... "Blue... I think I need you to lay on the floor now... We're gonna share him, okay?"
Again? Again, yes... yes, that sounded good! Freefall mewled a little at the idea, and then mewled again as he watched Sunstorm licking fluids off his hand just past Bluestreak's door. It was hot, hotter than Freefall would have expected, if he had thought about it...
That meant moving off the spike… Bluestreak wasn’t too happy about that. He did it though, he wanted to be good for Freefall and Sunstorm knew best how they could both be that.
He was a little surprised at the rush of fluids that left his valve when he pulled off of the prone Seeker’s spike. It wasn’t unpleasant at all though, just… erotic and sort of kinky. He could live with both of those. His relocation to the floor was more ‘controlled falling’ then actually moving, since his legs seemed more or less offline.
"One fun thing to do is lick the fluids out of your lover's valve... I'm not completely sure either of you are quite up to that. You need to roll over too, Freefall, you're going to be between us so you need to get in him..." Sunstorm helped Freefall sit up, and then the blue mech moved on his own as he seemed to realize what was going on.
With words like that, how could he not reach down and taste the fluids himself? Sunstorm had looked like he enjoyed it, and Freefall wanted to find out if he would. Freefall also wanted to be back in that tight warmth, though, so he didn't do more than lick and try to position himself, with Sunstorm's help.
Bluestreak didn’t mind being patient, a little surprised that he found the ‘teaching’ sexy. It made him want Sunstorm… want him badly and not ‘just’ his spike. But that would have to wait, teaching came with responsibilities. They couldn’t just leave poor Freefall hanging, even if the mech, typically Seeker, would probably be able to overload from watching them. “Please, Free’, my valve is still hungry… I want you to take me again.”
"Mm. Y- yes... I want to... D- don't want to leave you, um... unsatisfied..." Ridiculous notion, like a priest's mate would ever be unsatisfied for long. Except that, maybe, the words meant that Bluestreak wanted him, Freefall. Only just this once, of course, or maybe occasionally after, but it was still a... nice concept. Petting Bluestreak a little, less unsure than before, Freefall pushed back into his valve, trying to go at least a little slow.
The words were hot and dirty, and Sunstorm watched eagerly as Freefall entered Bluestreak under his hands. He gave them a moment to adjust again, and then started to probe Freefall's unused valve. Later, when they had more time and privacy, he planned to ask Bluestreak why he didn't want to spike others, or was it just Freefall? It wasn't important, but Sunstorm was curious.
It was even more of a surprise that he wanted Freefall, well, not that he wanted him, but… ugh, he wasn’t even sure he could explain to himself what he meant. Did it even matter right now? The young Seeker didn’t know how to use his spike yet, but that didn’t mean it felt bad at all. Bluestreak was just aware that there was a difference, a big difference, between how Sunstorm did ‘it’ and how Freefall did ‘it’. “Oh, more… move? Please, Free’, I want you to move.”
"You're doing well, both of you... Here, like this, Freefall." Sunstorm took his time, almost painfully ignoring his own urge to enter the younger Seeker, showing Freefall how to move. It also gave him the chance to make sure his valve was lubricated and stretched, but Sunstorm was still shaking by the time Freefall had worked out a rhythm. "I want in now, oka-"
"Yes!" Freefall cut Sunstorm off. Being on top was very different from being on bottom, he had to actually do things, think. Sunstorm's teasing had not helped, well, 'helped' maybe... Freefall wanted to feel something larger inside, he wanted to feel something like what Bluestreak was feeling!
It was odd to want something for another as well as for himself. Bluestreak fought down the urge to beg Sunstorm to ‘get on with it’, no need to stress any of them. He could wait, he could be patient… well he could try at least. It was still surprisingly hard not to be the ‘focus’ of Sunstorm’s attention.
Sunstorm gave a weak chuckle, moving into place. "Sorry... time to shut up and do? I can deal with that...!" Oh, could he ever, pushing into Freefall only barely slow enough. The blue Seeker didn't complain, so Sunstorm could only assume he hadn't hurt him.
The spike entering his valve broke the rhythm Freefall had managed to hit, and he rocked a little, mewling at the feel. How was Bluestreak still functioning when he could regularly get such processor-melting pleasure? Thinking about the Helixian lead to kissing against his armor and trying to move again, which in turn almost made Freefall collapse.
Kissing! Bluestreak managed to get a hold of Freefall’s helmet and guided the mech’s dermas to his own. It was so difficult not to focus on the differences all the time, both good and bad. Freefall was not Sunstorm, he would never again underestimate his mate… when this was done he wanted his mate! For a good long private while, too. They had things to discuss and do. For now though, he would be very happy if someone could manage to create a stable rhythm so he could overload, because his chassis was screaming for it.
There was no jealousy in watching his mate kiss another, only pleasure and a large dose of lust. It was how things should be, and Sunstorm enjoyed it fully. Neither mech seemed to want to drag things out much more, and the golden Seeker thought he agreed with them, dropping his head to lick and mouth the top edge of Freefall's wings while setting a steady pace. It might be a little hard for Freefall's valve, but Sunstorm could make that feel at least a little better, and it was safer than risking them overheating or something!
It seemed easier to focus on the kissing and let his body do what it wanted. Freefall wasn't really surprised when his chassis began to match Sunstorm in a counter-rhythm that he would have thought would be awkward. It wasn't, not really, and it made him feel so good, too good.
Half chanting encouragements between sloppy kisses, Bluestreak let it happen. There was nothing he could really do other then let the two Seekers take their pleasure and ‘hope’ that he would get his own with theirs. Not that he needed much more… gods no, not if he wanted to survive for a few more vorns!
Sunstorm felt the first quivers of Freefall's valve, and shifted angles just a little to increase his own stimulation. It would be good to go with Freefall, and Bluestreak, if he guessed right. The small shift in angles was enough, and Sunstorm gave a low moan as overload hit.
Somewhere in the middle of the overwhelming pleasure, it got even better, something hot and sticky filling his valve in a way that made Freefall whimper into Bluestreak's mouth and cheek. He couldn't just fall into a happy pile, as much as he wanted to, worried about Bluestreak taking his weight. Freefall just kind of froze where he was, knowing he would fall if he moved, and feeling so very good.
Intense… a triple overload, the sounds from both of his partners. Bluestreak wished he had been able to enjoy it more, instead of being so nervous. Maybe… maybe Sunstorm wouldn’t mind trying again sometime in the not too far future. Right now though, much as he liked Freefall, he wanted his mate. Still there were things to do first; the young Seeker needed them for a little while yet.
He caught Freefall automatically, just helping support him a little. Support him and pet him a little and enjoy being in him... "Good... That was... good to watch, to feel..." Sunstorm smiled at Bluestreak as well, not completely sure if he was as happy as he looked...
Still barely able to keep from crushing Bluestreak, Freefall remained where he was, valve occasionally tensing in aftershocks. "Th- thank you..."
They were both at the temple now, with Sunstorm working. It was still a little odd for Sunstorm, knowing his mate was around and never quite sure what Bluestreak was thinking. It didn't seem to bother the Helixian when they got home, there wasn't really any strained distance, and so Sunstorm had to assume everything was fine, but... It was a little odd.
It still wasn’t easy to see Sunstorm disappear into an alcove with a clingy worshiper, but Bluestreak could live with it. He had also gotten used to the fact that the other priests would look at him and sometimes even approached him in a less then innocent manner. Oh, they never outright asked or offered since Sunstorm had asked them not to but… the offers were still quite clear.
There were also worshipers who approached him, less constrained then the priests but they all took it with good grace when he said no, as politely as he could. Sometimes he ended up talking to some of them, often the ones that came from other places then the capital. That was interesting, it taught him a lot and sometimes it seemed to help too… as if they really needed an audio receptor before they approached a priest. He liked that, talking and being needed in a small way that had nothing to do with bonding or interfacing.
Freefall looked around, unaccountably nervous. He shouldn't be, there was nothing shameful, or even unusual, about his... need, but there it was. Staying out of the way, the Seeker tried to stay unnoticed, at least for a little while, and find someone to... approach. When he saw the foreigner, Freefall was startled. He was clearly not a priest, and just as clearly not a worshiper... A friend, maybe? Maybe he would have... er, a suggestion... "Um... hi." Freefall sounded just as nervous in his greeting as he felt.
“Hello… I’m sorry, but I’m just here to sit and enjoy the chimes and colors, you’ll need to approach a priest for anything else.” Bluestreak smiled reassuringly at the Seeker, it was the first time he had ever heard one sound nervous.
"Oh, no, I mean, I know... I mean..." Freefall fluttered uncertainly and claimed a seat by the mech. "I, um... I'm not quite... ready to approach... I mean... Is it okay if we talk?" Sure, it would have been easier if he'd let his carrier come... Freefall wasn't sure he wanted to know who would have been found for him that way, though! Better to do this on his own, even if he took all day at it!
“Sure, it’s okay, and sorry if I seemed dismissive. There are a lot of mechs that approach me for… other things.” Bluestreak smiled shyly and shifted nervously. Like all other Seekers, this one had settled awfully close by, as if it was the norm, which it technically was. “I’m Bluestreak?”
"I'm Freefall. And, er... well, I guess a lot of mechs would assume that you'd want... I mean, you're here!" And so was he... Freefall's wings moved nervously again. "I... er, where are you from? Um... have you seen the garden here?" Oh, no... that almost sounded like a suggestion. Well, it was, but not like that. That was... a pity, actually, Freefall realized. Bluestreak was pretty... Well! He would certainly have someone to suggest, then.
“Helix and yes, I often walk in the garden, my bondmate is a priest.” It still felt rather weird to say that, but he supposed that he would get used to it in a few vorns. Or not, he just hoped that they would be able to fully complete the bond in less time than that. It was slow progress, but he found that… while he didn’t love Sunstorm, it was probably only a matter of time till he did. Not the kind of wild swept off your peds love he had read about, but rather a more stable kind. “May I ask what you are here for?”
"Oh, um, er..." Freefall cycled his vents, looked at Bluestreak, and promptly looked at the ground. "I... want to learn how to, you know, share pleasure, and enjoy, and- but I didn't tell my Carrier I was coming today because he would want to come and I want to, you know, find someone nice, not just the first free priest like he would, or the one he thinks is good looking, but I, um, don't know if I know how to, you know, ask and- um, are you sur- um."
“You… oh, oh my.” Bluestreak flickered his optics and flushed with heat, that was about the last thing he had expected. A virgin Seeker... “Am I sure what? Ah… Sunstorm, my mate, is busy right now but, maybe you would like him? if not I am sure he could help you find the right mech!”
"Um... Is he- er, I'm sorry, of course he's nice. Um..." Freefall tried, but he couldn't fully keep from showing his... disappointment. He had no reason to be disappointed, of course, Bluestreak had said he wasn't really there for anything. But still... "I- That is, ah, thank you. I really, um... Could we... er, talk, until he's available...?" Maybe find out why his situation had made Bluestreak flush so...
“Of course we can talk! I wasn’t trying to get rid of you, Freefall.” Bluestreak was a little confused, why would suggesting his mate as a ugh… helper? cause the young Seeker to droop like that.
Freefall managed a little smile, wings sweeping up for a moment. Really, it was ridiculous, just because Bluestreak was nice, and even attractive... "I, um... You really like coming here? I mean, you must, and it is lovely, it's just, I'm not sure it would be worth, er, fending people off all the time like you did, er, when I said hi..." Yeah, sitting in Zephyrus' temple all day with no intention of taking offers... Outsiders were weird.
“It’s… not that I don’t like it, but it is more of a challenge to myself? Yes, I’m Helixian, as I told you, and… we… don’t do too well with intimate… stuff. I’m here to get used to you, I mean, Seekers in general, touching and, yeah…” Bluestreak still found it hard to explain. Oh well, the real problem was that his mate was a priest, though it wasn’t as much of a problem.
"Oh. I... guess that makes sense... I've heard that sometimes a priest's mate will help with interfaces and stuff. Not the more religiously motivated ones, I would assume..." He did glance hopefully at Bluestreak, but only for a moment. "You... do seem nice."
“I… ah, thank you?” Bluestreak wasn’t sure if those two statements actually had anything to do with each other. If they had, they implied something he had no idea what to do with, if not he risked making an aft of himself over nothing. “Um… Sun’ and I are…” ‘not that close yet’? Ridiculous!
"You and Sunstorm are...?" Freefall asked, unconsciously scooting a little closer. Beautiful together, he was sure, because how could they not be, even if he hadn't seen Sunstorm... "Um... and how does being here help with...I mean, if you don't even consider offers... Er, it just, confuses me. Sorry."
“No, don’t be sorry… I guess it is hard for you to understand. Um, I had difficulty accepting Sunstorm’s vocation and the things he does here. Seeing him work and… it helps, because I can see he does help, it’s not just done for… for pleasure…” Bluestreak shrugged nervously and shifted, not quite moving away, not quite staying still. Looking around, he spotted Sunstorm striding towards them with a faint feeling of relief and… arousal?
"Oh. I... guess that makes sense..." Freefall still fluttered uncertainly, and squeaked a little when a bright golden Seeker came up. From the marks on his wings, Freefall determined that this must be Sunstorm... Bluestreak was lucky, he could admit that.
Sunstorm had time to watch his mate and the other Seeker as walked towards them, and he wondered if Bluestreak realized how hard the blue mech was trying to not offer. He also seemed nervous... "Hello, Blue'. How are you doing, and who's this?" He smiled reassuringly, pretty sure he could guess why the other Seeker was here...
“Hey, Sun’, this is Freefall… he, um, I…” Bluestreak faltered, not at all sure what the policies were around telling or not telling about such a ‘problem’.
"I need, um, help. Er. And, Bluestreak said that... um, that you would... be... nice...?" Even if he would prefer Bluestreak, if for no other reason that he knew Bluestreak would be nice. Bluestreak was already nice, and it didn't matter if he didn't know as much as a priest would...
Oh, dear... Such a very nervous mech. And it was so very obvious what he wanted... "Let me speak with my mate for just a moment, and then we can find someone to help you. Someone you'll like, I hope." Sunstorm nodded and tugged Bluestreak a step or two away, blocking him off with his wings. "Blue... did you realize that he wants you?"
“I…” He sort of had known that the Seeker was interested but… Bluestreak huffed unhappily; he didn’t like making others sad. But why would Freefall want him? And for his first time too… it just didn’t make sense! “But why?”
"I'm not sure. He's very nervous... Maybe just the fact that he knows you a little? It's up to you, of course, and I'd hardly leave you alone! It's not even horribly unusual, either a mate's help or the supplicant asking for someone specific. If you don't want to, that's fine, I know someone else who would enjoy teaching him." Sunstorm didn't quite trust himself not to get too impatient if he were alone with Freefall, as irrational as he was sure the fear was.
“But I can’t! N…” Casing a glance over his shoulder he saw the utterly dejected droop of Freefall's wings as well as the lost expression on the pretty Seeker’s face plates. Slag… did he want to do this, really? To his utter surprise he couldn’t say definitively no but… “I am not taking him! I’ll help you, a-and I think I would like to… to do some things but… I am not spiking him and I am not doing it in the temple!”
That was... quite honestly, not what Sunstorm had expected. Not at all. "Alright. Do you have any suggestions for where you would prefer this, and might you be willing to be spiked, or would you rather that be just he and I?" Sunstorm was not completely sure he would be able to maintain his approach of this as 'a priest', either, depending on where they went, but then... Maybe that wasn't the right approach in this case? Well, he would try, and see what was wanted. He wondered if Bluestreak realized how much the idea of seeing him with another mech interested him...
“I don’t know! Don’t… ask me stuff, this is insane and…” Bluestreak stopped and took a few seconds to reorder his thoughts. He wanted to do it, now that the idea had taken root he wanted it. As long as he wasn’t the one controlling everything. “Just… not here, n-not… that restaurant? Or at home… just not in the temple!”
"Sorry! I'll stop asking questions like that. The restaurant, then..." He didn't think Bluestreak was quite ready for either of them to take a lover on their berth, even something like this. He might never be, and that honestly didn't worry Sunstorm. "Maybe even with candy..." Sunstorm was smiling as he turned back to Freefall. "I apologize for taking so long. There is a lovely restaurant nearby, would you join my mate and me there?"
Freefall perked up a little as Sunstorm and Bluestreak came back, and brightened even more at Sunstorm's words. "I- I would love to! I... Th- thank you." He wasn't sure what they had said, but... he recognized the invitation.
Bluestreak didn’t know what to do with himself or the feelings he had about this whole insane idea. Insane, and insanely arousing, how could he already be slagging producing lubricant! Not a lot but he could feel a definite wetness… it was a good thing the restaurant was close by and that there was no delay in getting a room. Even better that Sunstorm just ordered something and got the whole thing over with before he stasis locked from overheating. “I’m… Freefall? Just… I haven’t done t-this before…” Bluestreak nervously laced his own fingers together, looking everywhere but at the two Seekers.
"N- neither have I...?" Freefall answered, half draped against Sunstorm's side. He did wonder why Bluestreak wasn't the one here, or maybe on Sunstorm's other side, but he figured that Bluestreak didn't mind. He didn't really look like he minded much...
The waiter closed the door as he left, after bringing in the tray Sunstorm had asked, though not without a faint look of regret. Sunstorm paid him no mind, smiling at the candies he had ordered. Green, in deference to his mate's tastes... really, what did he think they would do in a restaurant? "I can't really say I see much reason to delay starting this, though we can certainly take as long as we want..." Sunstorm added, breaking one of the fragile cubes over Freefall. Who knew, maybe they would even start a friendship today.
“…” Well, that was certainly Sunstorm’s usual way of doing things… Bluestreak huffed and squirmed a little before crawling to sit at Freefall’s other side. “I meant… that I haven’t really touched any Seeker other then Sunstorm, or any mech that wasn’t family. Helixians treat the act of sharing pleasure in a very different way from Vossians.” Hesitantly putting a hand out to support himself, Bluestreak leaned in to lick at the sticky green energon goo.
He knew that wasn't quite fair to Bluestreak, but Sunstorm had thought that simply moving along would be the best way to keep his mate from over-thinking. It seemed to have worked, Bluestreak taking his offer while Sunstorm held Freefall down. Just for a little while, he wanted to see Bluestreak being touched by another, he really did!
"Oh. Um. Thank- ohh." The glossa was... nice, even if Freefall wasn't sure about the 'being held down' aspect.
“Um… Freefall… are you all virgin?” Bluestreak wasn’t sure why he asked, it certainly made him mortified to do so. But it was a little hard to imagine a Seeker being a virgin at all, and both? Well, it had to happen, but…
"Um... what? Yes...? Mm... Carrier asks too many questions...." Hadn't he said that already? Not that he hadn't tried playing with his friends, and he certainly had overloaded before. He'd never considered using candy...
Sunstorm took a hand from Freefall to pet Bluestreak's helmet and back. The poor mech was clearly embarrassed, even though it was a very important question. "Mm... lucky Blue', you get to help me show him everything... Don't worry about your Carrier too much, I could always tell you that this is a private matter and not to tell anyone..."
It was dizzying suddenly wanting someone not his mate, wanting to feel the shy Seeker’s spike. Living here in Vos was turning him into a hedonist! But… but pleasure was a good thing. Pleasure was something he was leaning to share with his mate, and Seekers shared it with everyone, so… “Will you let Sunstorm take your membrane, Freefall? I… I’ll help him an-and…”
The words were unexpected, surprisingly detailed and wanton from his smaller mate. Sunstorm couldn't hide the wash of desire they brought, arching into Freefall lightly and moaning. "Do you know how good that sounds, Blue'? F- Freefall? I want you to touch him more, okay? I want to see your hands on him now..." Best to do that while he could still think enough to correct if Freefall did something 'wrong'.
"W- whatever you want, Bluestreak..." The licking was getting a lot nicer, and the clear desire both mechs had for him was unexpected arousing. Freefall was hesitant when he touched Bluestreak, running his hands against the grey sides and looking at Sunstorm to be sure that was how he wanted it.
A small sound of uncertainty left Bluestreak at the feel of strange hands, but after a second he pressed closer, licked a little harder at the sticky energon. It didn’t really feel bad, no, it was just different… it wasn’t Sunstorm. Freefall seemed less sure, was less experienced obviously.
“Ooo… l-like that, um lower…”
Sunstorm pet Bluestreak's helmet soothingly at the sound, and smiled at Freefall. Once Bluestreak was calmer, Sunstorm wrapped a hand around one of Freefall's and began showing him how to touch. How to touch, and just what Bluestreak meant by lower. They were going to have to clean up no matter what... "Both of you, get the other's wings, if you can... Er, here, let's get you laying down first..." Sunstorm was still unsure about using Freefall's name, moving to lay the mech down.
Bluestreak sounded about as nervous as he felt, something that helped Freefall. "Your... er, glossa feels good... too? Um, like... like this...?" Freefall lay back as directed, but was mostly focused on learning to touch right, and watching Bluestreak's face.
Settling on top of Freefall, Bluestreak sent his mate a look, halfway nervous and halfway smoldering with arousal. Lifting his aft a little, he opened his panel and settled down again, jerking at the pleasurable contact. “Feels good… ooh, Free’, so good. Sun’ taught me how to do this? First time w-we met… m-m’ such an innocent.”
"Not so much any more, Blue... You look good like that... You're doing well, Freefall, how about you open up too..." Sunstorm's comments were disjointed, the golden Seeker mentally stunned by how pretty they were together and the way Bluestreak had looked at him. It almost seemed as though his shy little Helixian mate was finding a taste for showing off...
"Um... Okay...?" Freefall wasn't sure what he was answering, busy working up the courage to touch what Bluestreak had exposed. Freefall knew well enough what the equipment was, and he knew how to touch a spike, but he had never gone far in his own valve. He couldn't go far in Bluestreak's, either, the angles wrong for fingers, but that wasn't too much of an issue as opened his panel for Sunstorm.
Whimpering at Sunstorm’s words and the snick of Freefall’s panel opening, he felt both embarrassed and aroused. Bluestreak wasn’t sure about most of this, but he was too… he wanted it too much to stop it. He was already so wet, probably leaving drops or trails of lubricant behind on the prone Seeker’s armor as he moved back and forth.
His mate sounded so good... Moaning more than a little, Sunstorm nudged Freefall's legs apart, settling in between them and rubbing Bluestreak's back. "He'll probably overload pretty fast once you let him in, Blue'. If he does, I would suggest staying where you are and going for a second round. Either way, I'm leaving that up to you. I'm going to need a little time to reach his membrane, so... don't go to fast, okay?" His words were low, not intended for Freefall, as he dropped one hand to test the blue Seeker's valve.
Bluestreak was a little freaked out by that advice, almost painfully aware that he was straddling a near stranger, his own equipment hot and bared. The only thing keeping him from bolting was Freefall’s expression… the Seeker’s movements under him. It was too much for him, too much to not want, despite the stubbornly clinging Helixian ‘manners’ screaming at him how wrong it was. Pleasure was never wrong... “I want to feel you, Free’, I-I… I’m so hot!” Whining, he moved back a little, until he could feel the prone Seeker’s spike. Then he turned dazed optics up to look his soon to be lover in the optics.
The valve was lubricated, which was good, and Sunstorm was already able to fit a finger, very carefully, into Freefall. He didn't do more than probe, testing how much he would have to do, still rubbing Bluestreak's back gently.
"Ah, ah...! Um... yes, want... want that..." Freefall arched up, dazedly meeting Bluestreak's gaze. It was more than touching himself, so much better. He was so glad Bluestreak had been willing... also glad that Sunstorm was there, able to guide them, able to think and just let him enjoy.
He had to lie down and reach behind himself to position the spike properly; it was… it felt different from Sunstorm’s? Not smaller, but different somehow. Bluestreak pretty much forgot about that when he carefully moved back a little and felt the hot, hard length start to breach his valve rim in earnest. “Oooh… oh!”
"Yes. Ohh..." Sunstorm's voice was low, and he could barely look away. He didn't have to look away, though, Bluestreak was doing wonderfully, and Sunstorm could hear that Freefall was doing fine. Holding the other Seeker's hips still was automatic, and with a hint of mischief, Sunstorm did his best to mimic the way Bluestreak was taking in the spike, going at the same pace.
Freefall almost wondered if he would melt, he felt so hot and good. He knew he wouldn't, of course, but he was certainly wondering how that could be. Something warm and tight was surrounding his spike, Bluestreak's valve, and fingers were making his own valve feel very wet and nice...
Going as slow as he possibly could, Bluestreak was surprised as he realized just how difficult that was. He was used to ‘getting’ it just like he wanted it from Sunstorm… a little mortifying that he had never really thought about how his mate might want it? Yes, mortifying. He would have to make it up to his mate; somehow, he would just have to figure out a good way first. For now he needed to concentrate on Freefall and his ‘mission’, going slow… giving pleasure. “F-feels so gooood… fill mm-me right up.”
Did Bluestreak have any idea how good he sounded? Probably not... Sunstorm suspected that Bluestreak didn't really understand the arousal and pleasure one could get by watching one's lover, or mate, with others. It was about as far from possessive as one could get... though there was the pleasure of knowing he would come back. Either way, Bluestreak almost certainly didn't understand it... yet. It was looking like that would change, maybe even was changing.
"Aahh... Don't- don't stop. I- mmm..." It was not quite fair, the heat and the pleasure was just too much, and Freefall found himself already fighting off overload. He could keep it until he was all the way IN, surely? There was also the fact that he was being kept from moving his hips, something which frustrated the young Seeker to no end, when he wasn't busy being grateful for the control it provided.
Bluestreak whimpered helplessly and concentrated on the familiar yet new feeling of the spike stretching him wide. It was a different ridge pattern; the size was almost the same though… Vector Sigma! He shouldn’t be comparing his mate’s spike to another mech’s. But he was, he was doing it, he was willingly impaling himself on a near stranger’s spike and it felt so slagging good!
"Just like that. You're both doing so well," Sunstorm almost purred. One claw had found the membrane, and Sunstorm rubbed around it, ready to breach it when Freefall overloaded. Soon, now... "Blue, can you kiss him? Kiss him and make him overload... It'll be okay if you can't, though."
Freefall stiffened for a moment, a sliver of fear intruding. He knew there was going to be pain... Bluestreak felt far too good around him for Freefall to worry about it too much. Such pretty noises...
Taking that as meaning that he was allowed to move faster, Bluestreak rocked and tried to kiss at the same time. Size difference made it difficult, and Freefall’s inexperience didn’t help either, it didn’t matter all that much. He was far too interested in the feelings his valve got from his movements.
Yeah, that was so very worth seeing. At the tell-tale quivers of Freefall's valve, Sunstorm broke the membrane. His free hand lightly rested on Bluestreak's hips, fully expecting that he would have to remind his mate to keep moving when the other Seeker overloaded.
Too much input crested all at once, and Freefall gave a cry as he emptied into Bluestreak. He barely felt the pain Sunstorm inflicted, pleasure too much.
It was odd to feel Freefall peak without following him over, or having gone over first. Not unpleasant though, oh no, not at all! It was sort of hot, sort of pleasant to feel the new pressure in his valve, the hot liquid being forced out to dribble down his legs and onto the prone Seeker as he continued riding him.
“That mmm… that felt so good, Free’! Want to feel it again?” Bluestreak wanted to feel it again, and Sunstorm had said he should continue pleasuring the younger Seeker..?
Sunstorm made a strangled sound of want, moving his hand from its unneeded place on Bluestreak's hip to gather some of the leaking fluid. While tasting it, slowly and in full view of Freefall, Sunstorm considered what to do now. If he let Bluestreak keep on as they were going, Freefall would probably not be up to a third overload. But he did need a spiking... and Bluestreak had said he wouldn't do that. But Bluestreak would probably have a fit if he didn't get to overload, and Sunstorm wouldn't blame him... So. That should work then... "Blue... I think I need you to lay on the floor now... We're gonna share him, okay?"
Again? Again, yes... yes, that sounded good! Freefall mewled a little at the idea, and then mewled again as he watched Sunstorm licking fluids off his hand just past Bluestreak's door. It was hot, hotter than Freefall would have expected, if he had thought about it...
That meant moving off the spike… Bluestreak wasn’t too happy about that. He did it though, he wanted to be good for Freefall and Sunstorm knew best how they could both be that.
He was a little surprised at the rush of fluids that left his valve when he pulled off of the prone Seeker’s spike. It wasn’t unpleasant at all though, just… erotic and sort of kinky. He could live with both of those. His relocation to the floor was more ‘controlled falling’ then actually moving, since his legs seemed more or less offline.
"One fun thing to do is lick the fluids out of your lover's valve... I'm not completely sure either of you are quite up to that. You need to roll over too, Freefall, you're going to be between us so you need to get in him..." Sunstorm helped Freefall sit up, and then the blue mech moved on his own as he seemed to realize what was going on.
With words like that, how could he not reach down and taste the fluids himself? Sunstorm had looked like he enjoyed it, and Freefall wanted to find out if he would. Freefall also wanted to be back in that tight warmth, though, so he didn't do more than lick and try to position himself, with Sunstorm's help.
Bluestreak didn’t mind being patient, a little surprised that he found the ‘teaching’ sexy. It made him want Sunstorm… want him badly and not ‘just’ his spike. But that would have to wait, teaching came with responsibilities. They couldn’t just leave poor Freefall hanging, even if the mech, typically Seeker, would probably be able to overload from watching them. “Please, Free’, my valve is still hungry… I want you to take me again.”
"Mm. Y- yes... I want to... D- don't want to leave you, um... unsatisfied..." Ridiculous notion, like a priest's mate would ever be unsatisfied for long. Except that, maybe, the words meant that Bluestreak wanted him, Freefall. Only just this once, of course, or maybe occasionally after, but it was still a... nice concept. Petting Bluestreak a little, less unsure than before, Freefall pushed back into his valve, trying to go at least a little slow.
The words were hot and dirty, and Sunstorm watched eagerly as Freefall entered Bluestreak under his hands. He gave them a moment to adjust again, and then started to probe Freefall's unused valve. Later, when they had more time and privacy, he planned to ask Bluestreak why he didn't want to spike others, or was it just Freefall? It wasn't important, but Sunstorm was curious.
It was even more of a surprise that he wanted Freefall, well, not that he wanted him, but… ugh, he wasn’t even sure he could explain to himself what he meant. Did it even matter right now? The young Seeker didn’t know how to use his spike yet, but that didn’t mean it felt bad at all. Bluestreak was just aware that there was a difference, a big difference, between how Sunstorm did ‘it’ and how Freefall did ‘it’. “Oh, more… move? Please, Free’, I want you to move.”
"You're doing well, both of you... Here, like this, Freefall." Sunstorm took his time, almost painfully ignoring his own urge to enter the younger Seeker, showing Freefall how to move. It also gave him the chance to make sure his valve was lubricated and stretched, but Sunstorm was still shaking by the time Freefall had worked out a rhythm. "I want in now, oka-"
"Yes!" Freefall cut Sunstorm off. Being on top was very different from being on bottom, he had to actually do things, think. Sunstorm's teasing had not helped, well, 'helped' maybe... Freefall wanted to feel something larger inside, he wanted to feel something like what Bluestreak was feeling!
It was odd to want something for another as well as for himself. Bluestreak fought down the urge to beg Sunstorm to ‘get on with it’, no need to stress any of them. He could wait, he could be patient… well he could try at least. It was still surprisingly hard not to be the ‘focus’ of Sunstorm’s attention.
Sunstorm gave a weak chuckle, moving into place. "Sorry... time to shut up and do? I can deal with that...!" Oh, could he ever, pushing into Freefall only barely slow enough. The blue Seeker didn't complain, so Sunstorm could only assume he hadn't hurt him.
The spike entering his valve broke the rhythm Freefall had managed to hit, and he rocked a little, mewling at the feel. How was Bluestreak still functioning when he could regularly get such processor-melting pleasure? Thinking about the Helixian lead to kissing against his armor and trying to move again, which in turn almost made Freefall collapse.
Kissing! Bluestreak managed to get a hold of Freefall’s helmet and guided the mech’s dermas to his own. It was so difficult not to focus on the differences all the time, both good and bad. Freefall was not Sunstorm, he would never again underestimate his mate… when this was done he wanted his mate! For a good long private while, too. They had things to discuss and do. For now though, he would be very happy if someone could manage to create a stable rhythm so he could overload, because his chassis was screaming for it.
There was no jealousy in watching his mate kiss another, only pleasure and a large dose of lust. It was how things should be, and Sunstorm enjoyed it fully. Neither mech seemed to want to drag things out much more, and the golden Seeker thought he agreed with them, dropping his head to lick and mouth the top edge of Freefall's wings while setting a steady pace. It might be a little hard for Freefall's valve, but Sunstorm could make that feel at least a little better, and it was safer than risking them overheating or something!
It seemed easier to focus on the kissing and let his body do what it wanted. Freefall wasn't really surprised when his chassis began to match Sunstorm in a counter-rhythm that he would have thought would be awkward. It wasn't, not really, and it made him feel so good, too good.
Half chanting encouragements between sloppy kisses, Bluestreak let it happen. There was nothing he could really do other then let the two Seekers take their pleasure and ‘hope’ that he would get his own with theirs. Not that he needed much more… gods no, not if he wanted to survive for a few more vorns!
Sunstorm felt the first quivers of Freefall's valve, and shifted angles just a little to increase his own stimulation. It would be good to go with Freefall, and Bluestreak, if he guessed right. The small shift in angles was enough, and Sunstorm gave a low moan as overload hit.
Somewhere in the middle of the overwhelming pleasure, it got even better, something hot and sticky filling his valve in a way that made Freefall whimper into Bluestreak's mouth and cheek. He couldn't just fall into a happy pile, as much as he wanted to, worried about Bluestreak taking his weight. Freefall just kind of froze where he was, knowing he would fall if he moved, and feeling so very good.
Intense… a triple overload, the sounds from both of his partners. Bluestreak wished he had been able to enjoy it more, instead of being so nervous. Maybe… maybe Sunstorm wouldn’t mind trying again sometime in the not too far future. Right now though, much as he liked Freefall, he wanted his mate. Still there were things to do first; the young Seeker needed them for a little while yet.
He caught Freefall automatically, just helping support him a little. Support him and pet him a little and enjoy being in him... "Good... That was... good to watch, to feel..." Sunstorm smiled at Bluestreak as well, not completely sure if he was as happy as he looked...
Still barely able to keep from crushing Bluestreak, Freefall remained where he was, valve occasionally tensing in aftershocks. "Th- thank you..."