ayngelcat | Mirage is loveable but despicable and Hound is smexy

Title: "Despicable" I think. That may change.
‘Verse: G1
Series: 1
Rating: NC 17
Characters/Pairings: Hound/Mirage

I'd never branded myself a Hound/Mirage fan but have recently become more of one since I've started playing around with their smexual obsessions. And whilst I still struggle to see them in a romance - that's more Seekers, for Mirage - intensive lust and smexual activities are most certainly on the cards.

So here's the first little bit of what I envisage. Both H and M are going to cheat on others, and whilst for Mirage this is par the course, for Hound it's relatively new - but he can't help himself.

Right - having satisfied one of my needs I will now go back to wiriting the smut :-)

This might end up in the Angels/Obsession universe and stories - just for an added level of spice !!

Despicable ....

The Tracker’s optics were upon him and Mirage knew what he wanted. How many times had Mirage seen that look? Hundreds? Thousands? Tens of thousands?

The big grey-blue lumbering mech who was the Tracker’s bondmate touched the Tracker's arm and he turned away, but not before the bondmate shot Mirage a baleful glance of his own. The bondmate also knew what the Tracker wanted. Mirage had seen that look on their bondmates faces on countless occasions as well.

“Are you coming to recharge?” The minibot was beside him, hands on hips, all red energy, looking impatient. His optics were full of want. Mirage looked at the compact little body and thought of the smooth, snugly fitting valve which pulsed as he fucked him and his spike stirred. “Yes,” he said, “kissing the top of his head. You go ahead, sweetspark. I’ll be right with you!”

He looked at the Tracker again, engrossed in conversation on the other side of the room, took in the swarthy bulk, the confidence, the rugged good looks, the obvious combat readiness. He glanced over again and Mirage gave a slight smile back before turning away and following Cliffjumper. It would not do to appear too keen. Give out just enough – let the Tracker get wound up about the prospect. There was nothing more on-turning than seeing a mech like that so desperate he was virtually popping his interface shutter.

In the meantime, Mirage thought pleasantly, the insatiable minibot would more than satisfy his needs.

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