[FoF] Wet and Wild

It was the sound of moaning and wet slaps that roused Blurr from his studies. He tore himself away from his laptop and spun around in his desk chair.

Starscream was scrunched onto Blurr’s too-small bed, staring intently at the television on top of Blurr’s small dresser. The glow of the screen reflected on his face and in his eyes.

“What’re you watching?” Blurr asked as he stood up and stretched. He’d been hunched over the computer for an hour, after all.

That’s it, baby. Give it to me harder.’

Blurr’s eyes widened. He rushed to Starscream’s side and stared in horror at the screen. One of his private collection of erotic films was playing, one very naked male being pinned down by another extremely naked male, his fingers tangled in the hair of the first.

“Why are you watching this?” Blurr demanded as he leapt forward, fingers fumbling at the DVD player to shut it off. “And where did you find it?”

“Hey! I’m watching that!” Starscream protested as the movie popped out, leaving the screen a bright blue. “Whatever it is.”

“It’s porn, Starscream. Surely you know what that is!”

The Harpy leaned back on the bed, stretching across it as though he belonged there. “Movies with naked humans?” He shrugged. “I was curious. It had an interesting title.”

Blurr peered at the disc. Wet and Wild, Volume Four. As far as porn went, it wasn’t even risque.

But that wasn’t the point.

Face burning, Blurr yanked open the drawer and threw the disc inside. It clattered around, probably getting scratched, but honestly, he hadn’t looked at it in months.

Not since he’d met Starscream anyway.

“It’s not just a movie,” Blurr said and scraped a hand down his face. “It’s for, you know, to help you… get off.” He made a vague gesture with his free hand.

Starscream blinked. “Get off what?”

Oh, Primus. Could Blurr go crawl into a hole now?

“Get. Off.” Blurr gestured to his groin. “You know. T-touch yourself. And stuff.”

“And stuff,” Starscream echoed, and he laughed. “You mean self-stimulate? You need visual aids for that?”

Blurr groaned and buried his face in his hands. “I don’t need it, but sometimes it’s nice to have it.” He squinted at Starscream. “Do Harpies not have porn?”

Starscream shrugged, his lips pulling into a saucier smirk. “Don’t need it.” One hand drifted down the length of his body, toward his groin and Blurr hastily looked away. “I could show you?”

“No. Thanks. I’m good.” Blurr sighed. “Just… here.” He turned and rifled through the drawer, pulling out another movie. “Watch this instead.”

He popped in one of his old cartoon favorites. Starscream did tend to favor the animated shows. Something about the fantasy of them really appealed to them.

“If you insist.” Starscream drawled and wriggled about in the pillows and blankets again. “You know, you’re cute when you’re embarrassed.”

Blurr dropped back down into his chair and swiveled toward his laptop. “Hush.”

Starscream laughed.


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