TF (OC): Tracking on Through
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Tracer/Trailbreaker
Summary: Having sensitive audios is not always a bad thing… even if your partner is on duty!
Warnings: None.. unless devious femms count?
Disclaimer: As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case Hasbro, Takara and IDW and anyone else I’ve forgotten…
Authors Notes: For the 28s Meme - find the claim page here! This is Turned-On, as chosen by __wilderness__. This is Part 2 of 3. Continues on from Horny and continues in Well-Shagged. Never had a problem writing smut before, but I just can't do it with Tracer...
Feedback makes friends. Flames dealt with by the masters of paranoia and fire, Red Alert and Inferno.
Tracer hurried down the corridor, not quite caring that she’d left Inferno abruptly. All she knew was that she wanted, no needed, to find Trailbreaker.
Unfortunately Trailbreaker was on duty.
Not that she’d let that stop her of course. Sidling into the control room, she made her way over to Trailbreaker’s station; the black mech intent on the monitor in front of him, running through simulations prepared by Prowl and Smokescreen. At least sitting down, he was more her height and she was easily able to rest her hands on his shoulders. He barely jumped as she did so, letting her know he had indeed noticed her come in.
“’Breaker…” She leant up and whispered in his audio.
“I’m on duty Trace…”
“I know…” She pouted, sliding her fingers underneath the armor plating on his shoulders, brushing and teasing against the wires beneath. “I just needed to see you…” Beneath her hands, she could detect the fuel running through his energon lines, the quickening of his pump.
“I just needed you…”