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Title: Big Brother
Fandom: Transformers Pairing: Saturnalia/Mazarine Word count: 615 Requested by: Jason AN:Please note that the characters Saturnalia and Mazarine ARE not OCs. They are cannon characters turned into cybertronians. This is set in another story of mine that I am currently working on but not posting that has Will Lennox and Sam Witwicky turn into Saturnalia and Mazarine, respectively, due to a few twists of fate. Thank you. Outside of that, I hope you enjoy. *~*~*~*~*~*~* Watching his brother, half brother, the one he had once called Sam, fuss with a new gash in his leg, Saturnalia quirked his lip plates into a smile and shifted. “I’m fine. The twins barely dented me,” he promised, his voice a deeper version of the younger teenbots own. He barely physically twitched, but quailed mentally at the glare that was sent at him. “Yeah, you’re as fine as my aft,” Mazarine snorted, shaking his head and turning back to the gash, finishing with the welding. Putting his tools aside, he went stiff when the older teenbot ran his hand over his aft and down to spin one wheel teasingly. “I’ve missed you,” Saturnalia husked quietly, drawing soft amber optics to his own red ones. “Saturn,” Mazarine husked, laying a hand on his chassis. “I’ve missed you to but we have our own things that we need to do,” he said quietly as he was drawn down by Saturnlia wrapping his arms around his waist. “I know, but does that mean we can not meet on occasion?” the larger mech husked softly as the slim mech pressed close, sitting on the berth in a more comfortable position, their hips touching. Mazarine smiled softly and nodded his head, sighing as he felt their bond open and reaffirm once more. “We have time tonight right?” Saturnalia asked, drawing his younger brother into his lap, holding him close, nosing at the delicate helm. Whey they had first really seen each other after being dropped into the world they lived in, they had been surprised at just how much they looked alike, but also how much they differed. Then again, Mazarine was a non-combative neutral that had kept his amber optics while his half brother was a front line warrior, having a bulkier build to protect his more delicate parts as he fought for Megatron. Yet, for all their differences, their colors and forms were close enough to be considered twins, instead of half brothers. They did have the bond of a set of twins though, a safety feature just in case. As Mazarine had told Optimus and Ratchet when he had meet them, his older half brother was the first he had loved and the first he had slept with and had merged sparks with top reaffirm their natural bond with each other. Smiling, the younger of the two trailed his long, delicate fingers over Saturnalias chassis, playing with the hidden latches that hid his spark. “Wanting to molest my spark already, sweet bot?” Saturnalia teased as one clawed hand teased over a lean hip and long leg, heaving his sweet brother onto his lap. He felt Mazarine pause, a tickle on the edge of their bod telling him that the youngest was getting a comm. from someone. The sly smile told him that was very good news for them. “As long as I take you and stay with you the entire time, you can spend the duration of yoru time with me, until you do something to get out or someone comes to get you out,” Mazarine finally hummed, enjoying the way red optics widened before darkening in anticipation. “Well then, how about you show me where I’m staying for my duration of my imprisonment so I can take advantage of my adorable guard,” Saturnalia purred, watching Mazarine wiggle, feeling his body heat as the light amber turned into a dark honey. Smiling, the younger mech slid off the berth and dragged his brother off, a question floating back to Red Alert and his audio cameras, making him fall off his chair and twitch at the thoughts that it gave him. “Think we could add Optimus sometime?”While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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