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Bits and Pieces of Transformers	By : Strailo Category: S through Z > Transformers (Movie Only) > Transformers (Movie Only) Views: 10228 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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itle: Sweet Fluff
Chapter: 4
Fandom: Transformers
Characters: Bumblebee, Sam, Trent
Word Count: 693
AN: Um…so…yeah. Still not sure if I’m doing a 5^th chapter with smut. But you’ll be the first to know!
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Once more, he was hunting Trent down, this time without worrying about the damn car, his friend having caught a ride into town. He was standing in front of the club that Trent was in, leaning against Bumblebee as he fought the blush that was threatening to spread over his cheeks as he waited.Taping his foot, he sighed and pushed away from Bees door as Trent stumbled out of the tavern.

“Trent! Come on, I’m your ride,” he called out, getting squinted at by the other man as he caught his balance.

“Again?” he whined, making Sam snicker adn nod as he opened the drivers side door.

“Yep, again. Now hop in so I can get us back,” Sam said, sliding in as Trent staggered to the passenger side door and got in with a moan. “Sorry about ruining your evening,” the younger of the two said, smiling as the other man waved his hand.

“Eh, no worries, really,” Trent hummed as Bee slid the seat belt over him. “No bondage games please,” he muttered, making the other two snort and Sam shake his head, Bee stuttering. “Tell your boyfriend not to strangle me to. I like living.”

“I doubt that you’ll have that problem,” Sam drawled, smiling at Trent as they pulled away from the curb and headed towards the base. The ex-jock hummed and slurred, complaining about being strangled or molested by the seat belt that was around him. Sam kept trying to stop himself from laughing, e yes dancing in amusement as occasionally Bumblebee stuttered in laughter.

“I doubt Bee is trying to strangle you, much less trying to molest you,” Sam finally got out as he pulled over near one of the parameter fences, stopping to let himself giggle.

“Then why is the damn thing sliding down to my groin?” Trent grumped. Looking over, Sam had to smile and shake his head as he opened the door, stepping out into the night as he burst into laughter once more. Leaning against Bumblebees hood, the lean male tipped his head back to gaze at the sky, tyring to calm his laughter as Trent join him, leaning against the hood next to Sam.

“Sorry but me and Bee have been talking. Apparently, I’m oblivious and you’re as transparent as a window,” Sam drawled, getting a curious look. “You shouldn’t stare at someones ass when you’re around beings that have perfect memories and can replay any memory they have at any moment,” Sam drawled, watching Trent slowly turn red. “Bee pointed it out me. So me and him talked and cam to the decision that if you’re interested, we wouldn’t say no to drawing you into a triad. That is if you’re not against being with a giant alien robot and a human that has enough information crammed into his head to take over the world with only six moves.”

Trent started at the leaning Sam who was watching the sky, trying not to gaze at him in return. Looking to the sky to, his eyes trailing over the constellations that he knew, his mind raced over his options. He knew that the two wouldn’t be insulted if he said no, but he also knew that he wanted Sam and to a lesser degree, Bumblebee. The mech was one of the smaller ones and rather good looking, if you didn’t mind the fact that he was a mechanical alien, and after living on base and watching the human/Cybertronian couples had show him how deep the relationships went.

“Can we date for a bit? I want to see if it would work before we get really into it,” Trent finally said, meeting Sams eyes, getting a soft smile.

“We can do that,” Sam hummed, bee purring softly under them before twitching forward slightly.

“Decepticons are within sensor range. We need to get to the base and the dampeners,” Bumblebee said from his speakers.

“Yeah. We can plan our first date and how things will go,” Sam said, Trent nodding with a smile. Getting into Bee, the threesome headed for the base, the two humans twining their fingers over the gear shift between them.
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