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Discovering Sexuality	By : Strailo Category: S through Z > Transformers (Movie Only) > Transformers (Movie Only) Views: 9943 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Discovering Sexuality
Chapter: 2
Fandom: Transformers
Word count: 1,284
AN: So…shorter then the first one but still pretty good. :3 Hope you guys enjoy.
I’m posting this now because I’m about 1,311 words into the last part of the Will set and I will be posting that in the next few days. For now, I’m tired! I want sleep! But I can’t have it…yet.
And again, Merry Christmas, Jason!
Reviews:
jujukitty: First of all...your name is adorable! And yes, he probably did find someplace to have a little fun. >3 More then likely. *cackles*
Timberwolf: Here is part two! :D I hope you continue to enjoy and the such.
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The next day found Sam standing at the stove in the shared kitchen of the hanger that had been turned into a living space for him, Epps and Will, when he wasn’t with Ironhide that is, along with any guests that popped up. Flipping over the crepe, tongue poking out of his lips as he eyed the cooking pastry, the lean male hummed and slid it onto a plate where a small pile rested. Pouring the last of the batter, he turned his head and nodded to the groggy looking Epps, before smiling slightly at the chant of ‘coffee’ coming from him.

“It’s made and sitting in the coffee pot, just waiting to be drunk there, Robert,” Sam drawled, getting an evil eye from the other man for the use of his first name. “If you don’t want fresh crepes, please, keep giving me the evil eye,” he teased, watching the large man turn away and pour the steaming coffee. “Your favorite creamer is in the refrigerator. I went shopping yesterday morning while you and Will were on that drill thingy.”

“Marching drill,” Epps grunted, digging around and finding said creamer. Muttering about home making liaisons, he made his coffee and sat at the table, watching Sam dump a few different fruits into various pots along with water and sugar, stirring them with spoons. “So what are you planning on doing?” he asked curiously, eyeing the cut off shorts that Sam was wearing and the shirt that had no sleeves.

“I figured I’d give Ironhide that wash if he had time and then I have to do some paperwork to turn into Will later,” the younger male said as Will walked in, looking quite happy with how life was treating him at that moment. “And speak of the devil. Have fun?” Sam drawled, getting a smirk from the older man.

“Yep. And Ironhide is going to be out doing drills with some of the younger soldiers, so put a hold on that wash,” Will told the young man, grabbing a cup and pouring some of the coffee for himself before sitting at the table.

“Then I have paperwork I need to do. After that, I’m not doing much of anything,” Sam hummed, putting down three plates and the crepes on the table before pouring the bubbling fruit mixes into bowls. Adding the bowls to the table, he sat down and snagged a few of the crepes before letting his companions at it.

As soon as the food had been consumed, the plates wash courtesy of Epps and Will, Sam headed for his bedroom suite and the office like area that had a pile of human sized pads, a lap top and several pieces of paper sitting on a rather large desk. Sitting down, he sighed and grabbed the paperwork that needed to be done and started to fill things out, muttering about the military and its need to have 6 or 7 copies of ONE piece of paperwork.

He was just glad that they could copy it, or print it out already filled out if they wanted to. Shaking his head and returning to the paperwork, he was able to finish in a good amount of time, considering he found himself standing at the large, business style copier for nearly half an hour, copying the papers and then stapling them together into neat piles. Making sure they were all good, Sam padded out into the kitchen, finding Will standing there, making a sandwich.

Staring at the clock, he blinked a few times and moaned softly, “Man, wasn’t it just 6?” before shaking his head and moving to the coffee pot. Finding that the coffee wasn’t much more then sludge, he dumped it out and rinsed the pot out before making fresh coffee, the scent of chocolate and spice filling the air.

“Don’t tell me you’ve been doing paperwork since this morning,” Will teased, getting glared at, making him smirk and wiggle his eyebrows. “Yes, it’s nearly 1 and yes, I can make you a sandwich if you grab the chips and dip from the fridge.”

“You are a saint,” Sam moaned, moving to the refrigerator, missing the look on Wills face at the fact that he had moaned. Shaking his head, Will pulled out some more bread and started to make a sandwich that he knew Sam enjoyed the most, topping it with a few dill pickles and tomatoes, leaving off the lettuce since his friend had complained once about lettuce and roast beef. Shaking his head, he snickered softly as the younger male dumped the chips into a bowl, and carried it and the dip into the living room.

“I need to veg out for the next hour. After lunch I’ll give you the paperwork and you can deal with it,” Sam said, getting a dark look from Will as the man handed over his plate and plopped down onto the couch.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, torture me with more paperwork I need to sign off on,” the dark blond grumped, getting a snicker.

“But, Will, you don’t sign off on it. You stamp it so hard it leaves an impression in the paper,” Sam said, eyes wide and voice innocent as he bit into his sandwich, Will snorted and smiling at the banter.

”Show you something I’d like to stamp,” Will good naturedly groused, watching a slight blush spread on Sams cheeks. “What’s on by the way?”

“That one movie that has that one scene that I swore to never watch,” Sam stated, looking at the pad that was propped up on the coffee table. Sometimes living with giant alien robots came in handy, especially when most of the tech running around the base was to make life easier.

“We’re watching it. I have no desire to watch day time soap operas,” Will snorted, turning it onto the movie just to watch Sam squirm in place. He wanted Sam to squirm in another way, but squirming in embarrassment at watching two men enthusiastically go at it a few times worked just as well since it meant Will got a pretty bright blush from the other male.

“You’re a mean, mean man,” Sam snorted, glaring at his friend with a pout on his lips. Will just smirked smugly and shrugged one shoulder.

“Not so much mean. I just don’t like soap operas,” the solider stated, getting a dry look.

“There are such things as movies in the movie case, you know,” Sam huffed, getting a smirk again as Will nodded. “Don’t tell me, seen them, don’t care about some of them and some you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole since they’re chick flicks.”

“Bingo,” Will stated happily, getting a sigh of displeasure from Sam.

“I hate you so much right now,” Sam sighed, glaring at his friend who just smirked lightly and shrugged one shoulder as he settled back into the couch, wiping his mouth free of crumbs.

“You love me. I made you your sandwich,” Wills snorted. “So…are you gonna pay me back for that? I took time out of my day to do that,” he teased, getting a look as Sam put his empty plate down.

“I make you coffee and breakfast every morning, so you have no reason to say that,” Sam teased back, getting a soft snicker.

“Fine, how about I repay you?” Will asked, smirking at the suddenly uncomfortable looking Sam who gave the man a wide eyed look. “Well, I could always…kiss you until you’re begging for more,” he growled, a leer flittering over his lips as Sams eyes widen with each word, a blush spreading over his cheeks again. The stuttering sentences were absolutely adorable.
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