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ooc: These are going to be fanfics me and Prowl are RPing. She's gonna RP Prowl while I RP Viral. Simple stuff, really. We're still working out how this pairing is going to, well, work. If you have any ideas for oneshots between these two, PM me. It'll be a lot easier. ALSO. Do not post on here. e.e Please. This is for me and Prowl only. xD

One more thing. THESE FANFICS/ONESHOTS/STORIES/WHATEVER HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THE MAIN RP's. We're just doing this because... well, girls can dream, can't they? -shot-

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Viral was disturbed. Very disturbed. It was... so sudden. It had snuck up on him without warning. It was just utterly freakish. It wasn't right. It did not make sense.

Then again, love never made sense.

Shuddering at that thought, Viral proceeded to brush off his heebie-jeebies from his shoulders and rolled into the medibay, glancing around nervously for a few moments, then standing there like a deer in the headlights at the sight before him. Prowl was on a medibay, injuries patched up... yet still raw looking. Indeed, these wounds were new. Only a few hours ago they (more like Prowl and Jazz. But Viral would never admit he ran away) been fighting a decepticon. From the looks of things, Prowl had been pretty messed up.

However, Prowl still managed to put up a fight long enough for Jazz to arrive and save the day. Viral still had the image of the lampost twisting around the Starscream clone, like magic. Prowl had some serious mojo-flojo going on, that much the orange mech could tell. Viral would never say it, but he was afraid of the cyberninja as much as he... unconditionally liked him. As an ally!

Mentally pinching himself, Viral gave a raspy, low-toned "You... alright?" He was beginning to make a habit of not stuttering around the black and gold cybertronian, and he didn't even realize it.

How amusing.

"I-I'll leave!" He suddenly blurted, raising his hands in defense. " Y-you l-look...tired." He added lamely, looking everywhere but Prowl.

[prowl]

prowl wasn't looking toward the door when he heard viral enter the room, for a moment he was tongue-tied as he turned to stare the other bot. awkwardly, as viral looked away, he did the same, keeping his eyes on the floor and clutching the desk beneath him perhaps a little too tightly. he was about to speak when viral tried to immediately excuse himself, i-i'll leave! y-you l-look... tired. 'n-no!' prowl cried, abruptly, the stutter unusual for him, 'i mean, no, stay, please.' he said, looking uneasily away from his outburst.

prowl hated to admit, but he'd been feeling somewhat strange since the whole park incident, and not just because he'd been injured. no, this feeling was inside, pulling on his spark like nothing he'd ever felt, he didn't quite know what to make of it, but it revolved around viral somehow, and prowl had to find out how. he almost felt as if it was a processor error, just a mistaken like of code, but subconciously, he knew it was more than that, it was real as the world around him.

realizing he hadn't answered viral's first question, prowl hurried after the question, voice rushing. 'o-oh, i'm fine, well, obviously not fine, but time will heal these well enough, ratchet is good at what he does.' he looked down at the floor, a light pink shade on his facemask. 'and you? you seemed a bit spooked from the whole thing, are-are you okay?' it was all coming out wrong and prowl cringed a little as he twisted his body around to face viral, releasing the medic-bench as he did so, where visible dents were left from his anxious grip.

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"N-no! I mean, no, stay, please."

Viral jerked, as if slapped. Then he relaxed-- slowly but surely-- and rolled just a bit closer to Prowl, then stopped at least three feet from the bed, seating himself on another metal slab. Awkward... He mused, staring at the ground, visor flickering off for the moment of silence. "o-oh, i'm fine, well, obviously not fine, but time will heal these well enough, ratchet is good at what he does." "W-well, i-it's Ratchet, captain obvious. O-Of c-course h-he's g-good." Viral snapped, feeling uneasy all of a sudden around the cyberninja. Then he smoothed down his temper, and muttered a quick apology.

'and you? you seemed a bit spooked from the whole thing, are-are you okay?

Viral put on a tough front, straightening, shoulders squaring and said "Fine. I'm perfectly fine. It's you should be worrying about." He pointed out shrewdly. "Besides, I wasn't the one who got his aft whipped by a clone." He teased, just the slightest, grinning with more satisfaction then he should have.

It was then he realized he wasn't stuttering, and cursed, rubbing the back of his for a moment then asked "...B-back a-at t-the p-park. W-When y-you s-said y-you tr-trusted m-me.... w-was i-it t-true?"

[prowl]

prowl disregarded viral's mock exasperation on the ratchet matter and grinned at the clone comment, raising the left side of his visor to viral humourously, 'just a clone, really? i didn't exactly see you running out to take a clone on yourself, viral.' he grinned again in response, waving his good arm in dismissal of his own wellbeing. 'oh please, you're telling me that now after all the other autobots fussing me, you're going to begin telling me that people should worry over me, of all the bots, i never thought i'd see the day.' he fell silent for a moment as viral spoke.

before actually sincerely answering the question, prowl spoke quietly on a slightly different matter 'you don't have to stutter around me, viral - no bot could ever prove themselves like you have managed to - no weakness-showing is necessary.' he flushed lightly at this and looked slightly away from viral, focussing on the wall behind him with a sudden fascination, trying to put of the question before finally he had no other option or route out of this one. 'i have never regretted a word i've said to a fellow autobot, viral, and i did not start today either. i... i meant what i said, i l- um, trust, you.' he stopped himself before he almost made what he might think a disasterous mistake.

he felt slightly ashamed at the prediciment. this bot was the same bot he had been fighting with himself just hours ago, wanting to knock out indefinitely into the offline. something from the the fighting urged a sort of intimacy though, how prowl had felt so inclined to so willingly throw himself in the path of danger to simply avert any danger to viral. he wouldn't admit that of course - he'd say they were both autobots, liking or not, he'd have to - and the human, too, he couldn't've. but he'd wanted to for none of those reasons, he'd wanted to for viral, because of viral. he glanced up at his unusual friend, seriously, did he just think that? friend? prowl hadn't had much of a real one of those for quite a while, plus, it didn't matter if prowl thought that - viral would never like him. his eyes dropped silently to the floor, the thought somewhat oppressing his previous good humour.

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'just a clone, really? i didn't exactly see you running out to take a clone on yourself, viral.'

Viral flushed a bright red, the color foreign on his pale face. "Well, I-I.. you..." He couldn't think of anything to say at that. No snappy comment, no rude remark. Nothing. His CPU was a blank. Then it it kicked back into action and he blurted "Well you didn't ask for my help!" Then he squawked, mentally kicked himself, and if it was possible, the blush on his cheeks darkened.

"T-that's... n-not w-what I m-meant!" Viral sputtered, trying muster the courage to say something-- anything-- to make Prowl forget what he had just implied. He didn't mean it that way, that he would've helped Prowl if he had just asked him to. Nononono. Everything he was saying was-- pit. Pit pit pit. Everything he was saying was true.

But he'd never tell Prowl that. He'd just... let him think he was lying. Really, it wasn't that hard to be wary of Viral, even though he wasn't a danger to anything (but humans). Crossing his fingers behind his back, he kept his other hand on his lap, the ground suddenly catching his interest.

'oh please, you're telling me that now after all the other autobots fussing me, you're going to begin telling me that people should worry over me, of all the bots, i never thought i'd see the day.'

"W-w-well... you g-got pr-pretty m-messed u-up, Prowl." Viral said softly, bringing his hand out from behind his back-- he realized he was clenching it and relaxed it, letting it join his other hand on his lap. "D-Don't y-you d-dare say th-this to a-anyone... but I w-was w-worried." Viral looked up from the ground and then grinned.

"Th-that i-if y-you offlined, I'd g-get n-no one t-to b-bother a-anymore. I'm-mean, the o-others a-are g-great t-to p-piss o-off, b-but y-you're n-number o-one on my l-list, cyberboy." He added, looking at his "nails" in an amused, yet thoughtful manner, his grin toning down to that of a cheeky smile.

'you don't have to stutter around me, viral - no bot could ever prove themselves like you have managed to - no weakness-showing is necessary.'

Viral tensed, optics widening behind his visor. He'd thought Prowl had completely brushed off his rant and forgotten about it. But, as it seemed, he hadn't. Viral stared at Prowl for a long time, the silence heavy in the room. "You're... rather observant." Viral finally said, a bit lamely. "I mean... nevermind! He massaged his forehead for a moment, a CPU ache slowly creeping into his mind. Then he said "...Thanks."

'i have never regretted a word i've said to a fellow autobot, viral, and i did not start today either. i... i meant what i said, i l- um, trust, you.'

Utter horror flashed across Viral's facial plates, and he froze, stiff as a statue. He had caught the slip in Prowl's words, and he didn't like it one bit. In fact, Viral regretted ever visiting Prowl. He knew-- oh, he knew, what Prowl was going to say. And it bothered him. Very much so.

As if reading Prowl's mind, Viral said "When I said would keep trying... I meant it, Prowl." He started slowly, eyeing the other cybertronian warily. "And now... I don't need to try anymore." Viral said, face flushing again. Shut up, Viral. You're just desperate, and Prowl is just confused. His injuries got to him. Get up and leave

"I should be leaving, now. You... you need your rest." He said weakly, voice shaking as he stood in a hurry, almost falling over on his wheel.

[prowl]

prowl smiled as viral stumbled over himself several times trying to get his words right. when viral said that he was worried, prowl raised his optics, surprised by how open he was admitting it, then, before he could form some words in order to respond, viral had rushed on with a faulted explination. he grinned at viral and tilted his head as if saying "oh really?" he paused as viral digested the comment prowl had made about his stuttering. 'you know it, and don't even think about it.' he replied, his voice unusually whisper-like.

he bit his lip over his own slip-up, which obviously made viral extremely nervous, not to mention uncomfortable. maybe he'd thought he'd done it intentionally? to make him squirm? prowl clinged desperately at the threads of what he could to change the subject. viral got there before him and prowl felt relief flood him as he said he didn't have to try and like him anymore. was it just a cover, perhaps? to make prowl feel better about putting viral in that situation? or maybe he really means it a quiet, hidden side of him said, which he flinched away from.

the next words almost put prowl into a mental state of panic, though his face didn't show it. he didn't want viral to leave! how could he say that he hadn't meant anything he'd said, or almost said. though you did mean it, you know that part said again, and again he flinched from it. as he saw viral raise, as if to leave, prowl raised too, when he saw viral almost fall he darted forward quickly, reaching out to grab his arm and help him steady. when the other mech was fully recovered, he loosened his grip, but didn't entirely release him.

the moment that he just stood there, staring at viral and holding onto his arm felt crazily awkward to prowl. he opened his mouth as if to speak, once, then twice, before finding he hadn't any words. the next moment he found himself leaning forward, face closing the distance between him and viral. oh god this is a mistake a new side of him said. what if viral refused his attempt of a kiss? it was a sign of human affection, prowl had heard and he could always say he had misunderstood how it was connected with love, and just affection. he went half the distance and waited, if viral went the other half, his circuits would be settled, otherwise prowl realized this could jeopardize his own standing among the autobots. i'll leave if he does. maybe i should pack my bags now... that same part inside him croaked.

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Viral gasped when Prowl grabbed him, an odd tingling sensation darting up his vector; he flushed bright red again. He'd never really been touched before. Hugs, pats on the back; nodda. It was an alien sensation to the orange mech, and he'd hate to admit it... but he liked it. And when he had steady Prowl earlier when he was injured, that same tingling sensation appeared, but Viral had simply brushed it off as Prowl's mojo-jojo magic going at it again. Trying to scare him.

But this was different. It was stronger, and Viral couldn't help but giggle. Just a little. This would be the third time he lost it today; a new record, if Viral was correct. It was then Prowl loosened his grip on him, and deep inside, the smaller cybertronian wanted to protest. It was a nice feeling, Viral slowing realized, to be around others. Expecially--

Prowl suddenly leaned forward, and Viral couldn't help but jerk, then it dawned on him what Prowl was doing. Or maybe he was wrong and he was just imagining things. But, oh, how Viral wished it was what he thought Prowl was doing. Kiss 'im kiss 'im kiss 'im~ A voice sang in his CPU, temptation crawling back into his mind, whispering coaxing words. Viral scowled for a split second, though the expression dissapeared as fast it came. If someone walks in on us, I'm becoming a neutral...

Viral leaned forward, simply pressing his lips to Prowl's, mouth shut in case his fangs decided they wanted to have some fun; Viral turned off his visor, not daring to see the cyberninja's face. You are a complete idiot, Viral. Someone hissed in the back of the orange mech's mind, but he promptly gave it a shove and replied If I'm going to die, Viral started slowly, carefully.

I'm going to die happy.

[prowl]

prowl felt his nerves wrack against him as for a moment there was no reaction, then as viral seemed to notice, a jerk away. with that jerk all his worries intensified - he'd have to leave, that was it, he was gone, far far away - viral would tell everyone, they'd laugh at him, mock how much he'd changed. he only came back from those thoughts as he felt the other's lips press against his. he truly began seeing again and watched as viral closed his optics and, still kissing the other mech, closed his too.

for a while, he simply let himself blissfully last in that moment, drifting happily. so lost in it, he almost ran his tongue across viral's lips to ask for them to be parted, before hastily remembering viral's many teeth and deciding that would have been a bad idea. that saddened him a little - they'd never truly be able to be so in the moment, but prowl didn't mind, even if this was all he got, at least he'd got it at all. the minuites ticked by like seconds for prowl, so he didn't realize as his joints stiffened in that position.

prowl pointedly decided that if they stopped - well, when, but to him it was if - then he'd let viral split away. he was tempted if - or when, whatever - that moment happened to make a joke, like "so who's the fembot of this?" or something, but pointedly decided that wasn't something he'd ever say normally, so why start now and change himself? besides, viral would probably beat him to it. either way, it was viral's job to break this kiss, not his, cause he was quite happy to stay here for ages, or at least, until they heard someone coming then he was positive they'd be away like the same end of a magnet.

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Viral was in very deep thought at the moment, not really aware of the kiss anymore. He was struggling not to bite Prowl, because, oh, the temptation was there, and it was now screaming to him with a rage that could only be possessed by a crazed bull, telling him to tear the others face off. Slowly, then, Viral realized what temptation was. Who it was. It was himself, but he'd skip the dramatic description and got blunt with himself.

Temptation was, quite obviously, his old decepticon self. It was probably caused from all the stress he went through over the solarcycles. But other than that-- Stop kissing him already! Temptation finally screeched, making Viral's visor flash on, and he realized, that, yes, he had been kissing the cyberninja longer than he should have. With a muffled meep! he pressed his hands against Prowl's chest and gave a soft push, parting from the black and gold mech's lips.

After an awkward moment of silence and staring up at the slightly taller cybertronian, Viral said "...That was totally your fault." Was the first thing out of his mouth. Then he realized he was tapping on Prowl's chest, and stared at his hands as if they had just spoke to him, before hiding them behind his back. Yeah. Keep your hands to yourself or bad things will happen. Temptation grumped.

Bad for you, maybe, but certainly not me. The ex-decepticon mused, lip twitching suddenly.

Silence.

...That's just nasty.

[prowl]

prowl only reawakened from his lull as viral gently pushed him away, their lips parting in a way that prowl could only describe on his part as "reluctantly". opening his optics he eyed viral's hands, first just pushing lightly, then tapping on his chest. put them around me? one part of him questioned, almost giggling in the thought, ew. said that old, grouchier side. prowl frowned a little, more to his thoughts than anything, but quickly left his mind and came back to the real world once again. this isn't meditation, he had to keep telling himself, where he could have as many self-conversations as possible.

he grinned and almost laughed when viral blamed him for the kiss, that almost laugh and grin quickly fading though - was he serious. prowl decided quickly to "screw it", if he was serious, whatever, it didn't take back what they'd just done, so he licked his lips lightly and retorted half-jokingly, but obviously meaning it, 'i... regret... nothing!' as viral slipped his hands behind himself prowl raised an optic a fraction - was this is restraint, perhaps?

with a smirk, he backstepped to the medic table, sitting back on it lightly, before lightly tapping the space beside himself on it - an open invitation, take it or leave it.

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Viral scowled at Prowl's grin and said "Don't give me that look, cyberboy." He grumped, crossing his vectors over his chest, clenching his "elbows". "'Cause you know yourself that was your fault." He pouted some, pursing his lips a little as he turned his head to stare at the wall, sulking. Slaggit, the was my first kiss, too! He inwardly grumbled. Temptation muttered a quick Kill him or kiss him, can't you make up your mind?"

I'm an ex-decepticon, fool... I can have both. Viral replied with a audible huff, and Temptation gave a Stingy, much? before going silent. For now.

It was then his attention was drawn back to Prowl, who moved back to his stationed medic table and sat down, patting the spot next to him. Viral raised an optic ridge as if to say that's it? before promptly sitting down.

On Prowl's lap.

Smirking, Viral slowly wrapped his vectors around Prowl's neck, and suddenly begin to purr, lip twitching again. "I'm Viral, Prowl. I go all the way, or you get nothing." It was meant as a joke, but underneath the words, it implied something.. more inappropriate. Oooh, getting touchy-feely, are we? Temptation whispered, and then added Never thought of myself as the seductive type, really. But y'know, you'd have to pull only a few more strings and he'd be-- Viral quickly blocked out Temptation's voice as best as he could, muffling it. He's right, though... Viral thought, and unwrapped his arms from Prowl's neck and hopped back onto his wheel, rolling reluctantly back to the other medic bed.

"I think it's best if... I sit over here." Viral coughed once he sat down, opposite of Prowl. "Otherwise I might... yeah. I'd rather not want the others to see that." He ahem'd, rubbing his throat nervously. Hohohoho-- go all the way indeeeeed! Temptation cackled.

Ignoring Temptation, Viral suddenly blurted "There aren't any cameras in here... right?"

[prowl]

prowl was pleasantly surprised as viral spoke before setting himself down on his lap. well well, perhaps he's more willing and confident than i thought? he mused almost wickedly with a light smile, in turn wrapping his servos around viral's waist. he watched expression twitching a little as viral extracted himself from his grip and rolled away, he bit his lip subconsciously, murmuring almost half-to-himself 'you're more of a tease than i thought you'd be.' and raising an optic a fraction.

when viral spoke though, prowl knew what he meant, and stared at the open door - well, that'd been a bit foolhardy of them both, less careful than prowl normally was but he liked it. glancing at viral, he rose and walked over liquidly to the door, his hand flashed to the control panel beside it and with a whiiick sound the door snapped shut, a click confirming it was then locked. turning around, he moved sidewardly closer to where viral was, 'you think ratchet would allow people to check up on him with cameras? no, the room is sealed completely, nobody to see, hear or know anything.' prowl couldn't help a sly grin crawling across his face as he spoke and edged closer.

when he was close enough, he slipped onto the table where viral was sitting, and edged ever closer, moving his servos so as to hold viral's waist with his right servo and his neck with the other one, he constricted a little, trying to pull viral ever closer to him.

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you're more of a tease than i thought you'd be.

At the same time, Temptation and Viral said "You have no idea.", his voice more husky and low-toned, a breathless whisper while Temptation added a swift He will soon enough. Toy with him. Viral's lip twitched again, something that was becoming a habit of his as he tried and failed to fight off chuckle. That's cruel. ...I like it.

Suddenly, a whiiick! jerked Viral from his thoughts and he gave an innocent "what?" look when Prowl grinned at him, though inwardly the orange mech shivered. "Ah, is it gettin' hot in 'ere, or is that just me?" He asked, grinning a little at his own question. You know slaggin' well what is "gettin' hot", Viral. Temptation mused. Go away, Viral thought back, then gave another purr when Prowl suddenly wrapped his servos around him, tightening a little; Viral did the rest, sliding onto Prowl's lap, hip pushing against the black and gold mech's stomach.

Viral suddenly heard Temptation yell a Nevermind about toying--! and the orange cybertronian purred louder, sounding something along the lines of a needy animal, the mech grabbing the cyberninja gently by the shoulders and murmured "Danger, danger, danger; you're messing with it Prowl." Before twisting just enough to be chest to chest with the other mech, giving Prowl a long, slow lick on his cheek, glossa teasingly close to Prowl's mouth.

[prowl]

OOC: WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT FROM THIS POINT ONWARD IS EXPLICIT. WE DO NOT HOLD OURSELVES RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY MENTAL SCARRING FROM THIS POINT ON. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

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prowl smirked as viral questioned the heat, his own thermostat rising a fraction or several. 'it's about to get a lot hotter.' he commented, pressing the other mech closer to his own gold and black chest. prowl licked his lips before biting them as viral licked his face, his own temptation flaring wildly as the other mech began to purr, his voice seeming more seductive by the moment. his own physique shuddered lightly with pure animalistic desire like he'd never felt before, sure, he'd heard about it, but to feel it wrack his very wiring was something else, it was electric in his circuits.

he felt himself shudder again, spark throbbing fiercely in his chamber. turning viral around swiftly to face him, prowl held him close, but not too close, neck extending so that his face was just a centimetre away from viral's neck, where his tongue extended and he licked viral from the neck and slowly descended down, thrilled at the feeling of the other mech's cool metal body on his gustation sensors. he would make viral feel like no other ever had before - the same way he had made prowl feel - and before the night was done, they would both have fulfilled whatever desires lurked within their processors.

'i love danger.' prowl said, his voice little more than a moan as he paused as he arrived at viral's hips. optics alighting, he spotted the open sides of viral's armor, reaching forward with his digits and plunging them into the dense wiring. he imagined the shocks that must be rippling through viral and spread further into the exposure, digits entangling and squeezing various wires, though careful not to break or snap any, something else rising inside him as he did so. biting his own lip again for a moment of concentration, he looked up to fully absorb viral's expression as he explored with his digits.

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it's about to get a lot hotter

Viral went to respond with a typical, human "o rly?" but a gasp escaped instead when he was swiftly turned around, locking his optics with Prowl's visor. Burn, baby, burn Was the last thing that Temptation whispered, and Viral felt it's presence leave. Viral suddenly became afraid. No, that wasn't the word-- nervous. He'd never done this, though he didn't think Prowl had either, he was still nervous. "W-wa-- He started, but suddenly he found himself gasping, the feel of Prowl's glossa brushing his neck sending his internal's gears spinning faster with an audible whurrr!, the sound echoing through the medibay. When Prowl moved lower, the orange mech couldn't help but whimper, giving a light squeeze to the other's shoulders. Soft ahs came in the form of pants, suddenly, when he felt the Prowl sink his fingers into his hip wires, then squeezed, coaxing a sharp cry from the orange mech, pulses of energy running up and down Viral's side. Gritting his teeth, he held onto the cyberninja as best as he could, shivering like a leaf on the wind. "P-P-Pri-Nhnn!s!" He hissed through his teeth, visor flickering for a moment as Prowl began to fiddle around with his wires. 'i love danger.' Said Prowl, and Viral couldn't help but moan with him. Do something! Anything! We can't let 'im 'ave all the fun Temptation growled, and Viral gave a little, weak growl of his own. "C-can't--" He managed, and his mouth parted open, arching against Prowl slightly. Yes you can. Was the the final thing Temptation said. Gritting his teeth a little, Viral grasped whatever was left of his control and said, voice a dark with lust "Prowwlll" The cybertronian said, as if warning the other.

Then he promptly reached down and hooked his fingers under the cyberninja's codpiece, giving a hiss that seemed to sound along the lines of delight when he felt wires; carefully curling his sharp digits around some, it was amazing that none of them were cut when Viral gave a gentle tug...