How to deal with dating giant alien robot by Noah Diaz

by ItsJustAlex

Summary:

The boys begin to navigate their relationship. It's somewhat awkward, but they make it work.

Notes:

So, here we go. First chapter came out all sweet and fluffy. Next may be some smut, so rating can change, we'll see about that.

Kudos and comments are welcome as always <3

Chapter 1

It’s another Friday evening, so as usual, there’s going to be a movie night. Kris, who normally would be thrilled to hang out with them, just declared that he’s not going.

“What? Why?” Noah has no idea what's going on. “I thought you would be happy to watch a movie with us…” he is totally lost. The only good thing is that his little bro doesn’t look upset or anything.

“Yeah, but it’s your first movie night as a couple, right?” Kris just says and Noah has a sudden realization that he’s right. They didn’t hang out like that after getting together.

“Kris, you know that doesn’t mean you can’t hang out with us?” he looks at his brother, trying to show him he means it.

“I know” he says, then he gives his older brother a smug look “I’m just making sure you’re not being a shitty boyfriend” Noah rolls his eyes at that. He doesn’t need an eleven year old kid giving him relationship advice. Even though Kris might be onto something.

“Ay, watch your language!” he reprimands and then, because he is genuinely grateful, he adds “But thanks, bro.” He can’t help but ruffle Kris’s hair a little.

“Yeah, no problem” the young boy swats at his brother’s hand. “I can still come by tomorrow and play some games with Mirage?” he sounds hopeful and it instantly makes Noah smile.

Then he frowns, though. “Wait, why don't you wanna play games with me anymore? I’m not that bad at this” he complains. How come, his little brother likes hanging out with Mirage more than with him now?

Kris just gives him a deadpan look at that. “You are exactly that bad at this” wow, way to hurt his ego.

“You know what, I’m leaving…” Noah grabs his things and goes for the door. Before he goes out, he shouts a quick “Love you!” He means it with all his heart, his brother is the best.

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On the way to the garage, Noah begins to feel some kind of nervousness tugging at his guts. He knows it’s unreasonable. They talked out everything they needed to. And the only reason why they haven’t gone on a proper date yet, was because after a whole night of talking, Noah was busy with work and today was Friday. So movie night was obligatory.

Logically, he knows Mirage wouldn’t mind. He loves their movie nights and hanging out with Kris. The thought of how well his bot is getting along with his younger brother is warming up his heart. However, he can’t help but wonder, if he really is a shitty boyfriend? Maybe ‘Raj wanted something more?

No. He would tell him something. They both agreed that they would tell one another if something is bothering them. That way, they can avoid misunderstandings. The doubt keeps gnawing on him, though. Maybe he should do something special, since it’s kinda their first date? This internal turmoil has to wait, because Noah is now standing in front of the garage’s door.

“Yo, ‘Raj!” he calls out as soon as he’s inside.

“Noah, baby! I missed you!” the bot transforms and instantly goes for a hug. Then he kisses the man, just quick peck on the lips. It makes Noah smile.

“Missed you too” he gives his bot a gentle look. “Kris stayed at home today” he says, before Mirage can ask about it.

“Oh, yeah, I know” the bot isn’t surprised at all. When Noah raises his brow curiously, he adds “He told me over the radio. Also, gave me another shovel talk and apparently, I'm supposed to behave. Whatever that means…”

Noah groans and rolls his eyes. Of course his brother would give Mirage a shovel talk. He should have seen it coming, really.

“Don’t make that face” Mirage laughs at his reaction. “It’s sweet how you guys worry about each other.”

“I know, I know…” he smiles. “We’re watching this movie or what?” Noah asks, already getting the TV and the player ready. When he watches as Mirage gets comfortable in his usual spot, he has an idea. “Y’know, it’s probably not going to be the best date, but we can still do some…” he hesitates for a moment, “...couple stuff?”

Mirage gives him a confused look and it almost makes Noah backtrack. But then the bot is speaking “What do you mean it’s not gonna be the best date? I love watching movies with you. Why wouldn’t it be a good date idea?”

There’s a sudden wash of relief over the man. Okay, so he might be a little too nervous about this. And for no reason at all. “I don’t know, just thought maybe we should do something special…” he says, trying to explain himself.

“If you want to, we can go to that car cinema sometime. It sounds like a date thing, right?” Mirage grins at him. Noah can’t help but grin back “Mhm, let’s do that.” He also reminds himself that now he can kiss his bot, so he gets on his tip-toes and gives him a quick peck on the cheek. Mirage definitely looks happy about that.

“Oh, and what exactly did you mean by ‘couple things’?” the bot asks, smiling smugly at his boyfriend. Noah is a little flustered by the question, a light blush showing on his face.

“We could cuddle, if you want” Noah offers, scratching at his head nervously. When he looks at the bot’s face again, he sees a wide smile.

“This is officially the best date ever!” Mirage exclaims and grabs onto Noah to pull him into a thigh hug and then settle him against his chassis. This actually makes the man laugh.

“‘Raj, let me put the movie on first!” he complains, but he’s smiling. The bot’s enthusiasm is cute, if Noah’s being honest.

“Oh, right! Sorry” Mirage says and sets his boy back on the ground to let him get everything ready.

When they finally settle down, Noah is sitting in Mirage’s lap, resting his back and head against the bot's chassis. He listens to the quiet happy hum of his boyfriend's spark, relishing in the comfort of it. One of Mirage’s arms is wrapped around him, hugging him closer. Privately, Noah thinks, it’s his favorite way of watching a movie now.

“You really don’t mind, that not that much has changed?” Noah finds himself asking as the movie begins.

“Why would I?” Mirage says. “You’re overthinking it. If it ain’t broken, don’t fix it. I liked doing this with you before, I like it even more, when we can cuddle” with that, the bot places the gentle kiss on top of Noah’s head. The man really can’t argue with that and he lets himself relax against Mirage’s form, focusing on the movie.

At some point, the bot’s other servo finds its way to Noah’s hair. It seems to be Mirage’s favorite way of touching him, but the human doesn’t mind at all. It’s really calming and nice. Noah sighs contently at the feeling, his body becoming even more slacked. He does make it to about half of the movie, before he drifts to sleep.

“Hey, Noah” Mirage’s voice is gentle from above him.

“Mhm?”

“Babe, the movie is over” there’s a clear note of amusement as he speaks.

“Wait, what?” Noah actually opens his eyes, and yup… he has missed the movie.

“You fell asleep, it was so cute” Mirage supplies, already explaining to the still half asleep human.

“Uh… sorry…” Noah’s voice is raspy. The man stretches his back and yawns.
“Don’t be, watching you sleep is really entertaining really” the bot reassures and the statement makes his human frown.

“That’s a weird thing to hear, but thanks I guess” he smiles, looking up at his boyfriend. Mirage smiles back and bends down to kiss him. Just a simple brush of his derma over a human's lips.

“If you want to sleep, you should probably get on the couch, though, bro” he says after he pulls back, letting Noah get off his lap.

“Yeah, you’re right, man” the man agrees and starts to get things in some kind of order, so they can call it a night already. When Mirage looks at his boy, he has a sudden thought running through his mind.

“Oh, wait! I have an idea!” the enthusiasm is clear in his voice. It catches Noah’s attention, so he turns around to face him. When he does, though, Mirage is much closer than he remembers. Seconds later Noah finds himself knocked in the head with his boyfriend’s helm.

“Ow!” he starts rubbing his hand over his forehead, trying to ease the pain. Being knocked with the metal head is not the most pleasurable, really. “Dude! What was that?”

“Oh crap! I’m so sorry!” Mirage starts to apologize immediately. “Are you alright? Does it hurt? I’m sorry. Do you need to go see the doctor? You don’t have a concussi-” the bot starts to ramble in panic.

“I’m fine, ‘Raj. Calm down” Noah cuts his rambling off and tries to reassure his partner. It’s not that bad, he’s just gonna have a bruise probably. On his forehead nevertheless. How he is going to explain it to anyone who asks is beyond him. “Can you explain what exactly were you doing though, babe?” he asks.

Mirage seems to get over his initial panic and now he looks embarrassed. “Well… you made me think about doing some things to make it feel more like a date date” he pauses fir a bit. “And us Cybertronians… we have that thing where we would touch our forehelms together with someone to show we really care about them” the bot explains. “Guess I just got a little too excited about it” he smiles sheepishly to his boy.

Noah finds it really adorable, even if his head still hurts a little. “Okay, big guy, come here” he says and gesture for Mirage to get closer. When the mech does, he puts his hands on his face and slowly closes the distance between them, placing his forehead on the bot’s forehelm. “Like this?” he asks, smiling gently.

“Exactly like this” the bot sighs, putting his servos around Noah’s back. They stay like this for a few minutes, just enjoying the intimity of the situation and closeness.

Later, when they settle to sleep, Noah can only think it wasn’t that bad of a first date.

Chapter 2

Summary:

The boys go to the car cinema. Things get a little heated up.

Notes:

So, this chapter took me longer than I expected. I hope I can get another one done by monday, but no promises.

Anyway, here's the smut. Enjoy!

So, they actually plan the date at the car cinema. Definitely after the bruise on Noah forehead isn’t that distinct anymore, so they had to wait a few days. On the side note, Kris was having a blast, when he heard how his older brother got it. He literally cried from all the laughing.

When the day comes, Noah is almost giddy. He has his head in the clouds for the whole day. It’s a miracle he somehow manages to get through all his responsibilities without any mishap. Normally, he might be a little annoyed with his own wool-gathering, but today he’s too happy to care.

Maybe it isn’t their first date, since the last movie night totally counts, but it still feels like their first official date. And he thinks it’s a big deal. Like, he knows it’s gonna be fine whatever happens today. Mirage loves him and he loves Mirage. But he can’t wait to see how it goes. It’s always fun to gather new experiences together.

A little voice inside his head tells him, he may also count on some different new experiences. And if Noah’s being honest, they haven’t done much besides kissing and cuddling. He really thought that Mirage would be the first to bring this up. But apparently, his bot believes throwing some dirty jokes and giving Noah some space to get around the topic is a better approach.

So the human will have to take matters into his own hands, eventually. And maybe, just maybe, today could lead to something more. Not that he would pressure Mirage into anything, but he feels like they both want to push things further, not really knowing how to do that.

When he gets to the garage, he takes a minute before opening the door to calm down a little. After catching a breath, he grabs the handle and pushes it open. There’s no need to be nervous, really. Also, if he keeps standing there like an idiot, they will be late for the movie. Or worse, Mirage will drive through the city at ungodly speeds just to get them there on time. Noah’s not so sure he wants to do that today.

“Yo, ‘Raj!” he calls out.

“My boy!” the bot is instantly pulling Noah into a hug. “I missed you, sweetspark” he says and kisses the man.

“Missed you too, babe” Noah responds and gives a cute little peck on Mirage’s nose for good measure. “You ready to go?” he asks, smiling at his boyfriend.

“Almost” the bot lets Noah go. “But I have a surprise for you first” he exclaims happily.

“A surprise?” Noah asks, raising his brow and smiling fondly at Mirage’s eagerness.

“Yup, close your eyes” the mech demands.

“Seriously?” the mechanic laughs at this.

“Yeah, bro, c’mon!” Mirage whines. “You’re gonna love this, I promise!” he reassures. Noah rolls his eyes at that, but does as he is told nevertheless.

“No peeking” the bot says and Noah can hear the tell-tale sound of Mirage transforming into his alt form. He has no idea what his boyfriend has in mind, so he worries a little.
“It’s nothing dangerous, right?” he asks, lack of vision making him a little nervous. And the concern isn’t really that unfounded, since Mirage’s ideas aren’t always reasonable.

“I don’t know, sweetspark” he hears voice that unmistakably belongs to Mirage, but he can’t shake the feeling that it’s somehow different. “See for yourself” yeah, now he knows, there's a lack of that slight robotic character, like some static you could normally hear in the bot’s tone.

When Noah opens his eyes, he almost instantly backs away. The moment he tries to, though, there are steady hands grabbing at his hips and holding him still. “Hey, yo, calm down!” the human in front of him says and Noah has a sudden realization, that it’s not human at all. It’s ‘Raj.

“Woah…” he breathes out, letting his eyes roam over the figure. “Is this your hologram?” he asks, but then instantly corrects himself “No, you wouldn’t touch me then… What- How are you doing this?” his brows furrow in confusion, his mind going a mile a minute to wrap around what exactly is happening.

Mirage is grinning at him, obviously finding his confusion adorable. “It’s a holofrom” he says, like it explains everything, “Do you like it?”

“Do I like it?! Dude, I love it!” honestly, how could he not. He takes another good look at the holofrom. Mirage is looking stunning. He’s slightly taller than Noah, he has long silver hair, almost reaching his shoulders. He’s also lean and fit, the black crop top showing nice abdominal muscles. Aside from the crop top, he’s wearing a blue jacket with silver stripes on the arms and loose washed jeans. On his neck Noah can see a silver necklace in the shape of the Autobots’ insignia. His eyes are bright blue and he’s wearing that confident grin of his.

“I think I love all versions of you, actually” he can’t help but admit, looking into those beautiful eyes. Even though he looks different now, it’s still so Mirage. He doesn’t know if it would make sense to anyone else, but it makes sense to him, so who cares.

“Aww, you’re such a sap” Mirage coos at him. “And I love you too, sweetspark” he says and pulls Noah into a kiss. This one is long and deep, giving Noah a chance to get accustomed to the new feeling. It was almost like kissing another human, Mirage’s lips definitely more plush than in his root form. But the temperature isn’t quite right. It is definitely warmer than the metal, but still slightly colder than average body temperature.

The hands gripping on Noah’s hips are strong and unyielding as always. But compared to the usual touch, they’re smaller and softer. Overall, it’s nice, even if it's a little bit different than on a daily basis.

When Mirage breaks the kiss, Noah gives a small disappointed whine. When he realizes, he blushes, bright red covering his cheeks and ears. Mirage just smirks smugly at him, clearly pleased with the impression he made. “C’mon, babe, we’re gonna be late, if we don’t stop now” the bot says. Reluctantly, Noah has to admit, he might be right, ‘cause the man already almost forgot about the cinema.
“Right, yeah” he says, still dazed and goes for the driver’s door.

“Nah, not this time, princess. I’m driving today” Mirage opposes and escorts Noah to the other side of the car.

“Princess? Since when am I a princess?” Noah complains, but he doesn’t really mind.

“Well, I’m obviously the prince charming here, so that makes you my princess, duh” the bot says, as he opens the door for his human. “Hop in” and Noah does just that.

The drive to the car cinema is relatively fast, but not too fast, thankfully. Noah pays for the tickets for both of them. They pick a place not too far back, but somewhat distant from other moviegoers for some privacy. The movie is some Jim Carrey comedy called ‘Ace Ventura: Pet Detective’.

When it starts, Mirage not so subtly tries to pretend he’s stretching to put his arm around Noah. The limited space in the Porsche cabin seems to be an issue and the man finds himself laughing aloud at the miserably failed attempt. “Yo, stop laughing at me, it was a good plan” Mirage complains, but still rests his arm on Noah's shoulders.

“Uh huh, you could work on execution though, man” Noah quips.

“Yeah, well, it worked” the bot argues. “I’m not only hugging you, but it also earned me this beautiful smile of yours, so I’m definitely counting it as a win!” he also throws one of these confident grins Noah likes so much. God damn it, it’s unfair how attractive Mirage is in any of his forms.

Noah looks away to hide his embarrassment. Then he gets aware of another issue. Through the window he can see other people, not to close, but not that far away either. Yeah, better safe than sorry, they shouldn’t be too touchy in public. Even if he would love that.

“Hey, ‘Raj…” he begins and turns his head to look at his boyfriend and is instantly met with the other’s lips on his own. He kisses back on automatic, but after a second he regains his senses and breaks the kiss. “‘Raj, we can’t” the bot gives him a confused look.

“Why?” he sounds lost.

Noah sighs deeply. “You remember when we talked about this human thing… that some of us date only people of the opposite sex?” he begins, mentally preparing himself for giving a somewhat weird and maybe unpleasant lecture, but when he looks at Mirage’s eyes he seems to be catching up.

“Oh, right. Sorry, just got a little bit ahead of myself” the bot realizes what Noah has in mind. But after a short pause he smiles in the way that means he has an idea. The human isn’t sure it’s a good thing. “But what if nobody sees us?” Mirage asks and wiggles his eyebrows.

Noah snorts at that, “Dude, there are other people here, y’know?” he replies. “And as tempting as it sounds, I’m not sure we want to risk it. Also it’s not like we can…” he trails off, when he remembers the very important thing. “You can make us invisible or something? That’s why you’re asking?” by the way Mirage’s grin grows bigger, Noah knows they’re on the same page now.

“Not disappear entirely, ‘cause that would look weird” Mirage supplies. “But I’m Mirage, remember? So when anybody looks our way, they will just see us watching a movie” he seems really eager about his idea. Well, Noah won’t be the one to complain about the opportunity to cuddle with his boyfriend during the movie.

“Yeah, that’s actually a great idea” he replies.

“‘Kay, just make sure nobody is looking right now” they do just that and when they’re certain nobody is paying any attention to them, Mirage does his thing. “Done!” he exclaims happily, instantly draping his arm around Noah and stealing a kiss on his cheek. It makes the man smile, relaxing into the touch.

They go back to the movie, trying to follow the plot again. At some point Mirage rests his head on Noah’s shoulder. After a minute Noah places a gentle kiss on top of his partner’s head and then rests his own on top of Mirage’s. It’s nice. He always wanted to be able to do that.

He focuses on the movie again, or rather he tries to. Because somehow, Mirage’s other hand finds its way above his knee. Noah doesn’t say anything at first, but when said hand moves ever so slowly upwards…

“Hey, ‘Raj, what are you doing?” he asks, moving so he can look at Mirage’s face.

“Nothin’” the bot gives him the most innocent smile. “Don’t mind me, just keep watching the movie” there’s a spark of mirth in those bright blue eyes and Noah is sure he doesn’t have the willpower to say no to his face. So he dutifully turns his head straight and keeps watching.

The hand on his legs is slowly moving upwards, then back down. Almost in a calming manner. Almost, because with every movement Noah definitely doesn’t feel any calmer. Then his seat is moving backwards, as far as it will go. He wants to ask ‘Raj what he’s doing, but before he can, he hears “Eyes on the movie, babe”. Right, eyes on the movie.

His resolve crumbles, when Mirage shuffles out of the driver seat and somehow manages to get between Noah’s legs. “Hey, sweetspark” the bot gives him a coy smirk, when he catches Noah looking at him. “Hey” the man is breathless, the implications of what they’re actually going to do getting to him. The idea of other people so close to them and unaware of anything they’re up to is making him hotter. He wasn’t aware he might be into that kind of thing before today.

“May I?” the bot asks, gently placing both his hands on Noah’s belt.

The man swallows thickly. “I- Uh- Yeah, yes, go ahead” he stutters out and it has Mirage grinning at him again. He loves seeing his boy that flustered.

As he fumbles with the belt, Mirage lifts himself up and steals another kiss from his boyfriend. This one more messy than before, the bot feeling bold licks on the man’s lips, letting his tongue slip inside, when Noah opens them. Finally he manages to unzip Noah’s jeans. He palms at a human's dick through the boxers, savoring the sound his boy makes.

“Easy, babe” he murmurs into Noah’s lips. “They can’t see us, but they can hear us. So try to be quiet, ‘kay?” he says, moving with the kisses to the neck, gently nipping on the soft skin there. “Can you do that for me, sweetspark?” he makes sure.

“Yes, yeah, just please, don’t stop” and how could Mirage say no to that. It’s addictive, having his boy so pliant, begging for him. The way he bites his lip at every movement Mirage does with his hand, holding back quiet whimpers.

There’s no reason to deny him any longer. Mirage goes back on his knees and carefully frees Noah’s member from the confines of his underwear. He hears the man above him exhale loudly at that. He really wishes they were back at the garage, so he could pull out as many sounds of him as possible. But there will be time for this later.

He takes a moment to look at the organ. It’s the first time he sees it in real life. It’s actually pretty nice, cute even. But Mirage was always more the bot of actions, so he lowers his head and gives it a tentative lick. It earns him a quiet moan from Noah, so that’s definitely a good way to go. He continues with the licking for a while, getting bolder with every new sound he gets from his human.

“Mirage, please” the man whimpers breathlessly. The bot is weak for his begging. He takes Noah’s dick in his mouth, starting with just the tip, sucking gently. The human’s hips stutter at that. Yup, he definitely likes that. Mirage then slowly lowers his head, until his nose is flush with Noah’s pelvis.

“That’s it, baby. Keep going” Noah encourages, doing his best to not get too loud.

The bot dutifully keeps going. He starts to move his head up and down, in slow and steady pace. He sucks at the member now and then, just to add to the sensation. His hands are kneading at Noah’ thighs. Then, the human’s hand find its way to Mirage’s hair.

“That okay?” the man asks, and Mirage doesn’t want to stop just to answer. So he simply moans around Noah’s dick. It makes a human's hips buck up and the hand in his hair grips harder. “Dios, ‘Raj, faster, please” the man begs, thankfully still mindful of the volume of his voice.

Mirage speeds up, feeling drool gathering and mixing with some fluid that’s leaking from the human's member now. At some point, the hand on his head starts to guide him up and down, controlling the pace. He doesn’t mind, especially, when he sees that his boy has to put his other hand on his mouth, now almost unable to hold back those sweet sweet noises.

“I’m close, you’re so good, baby” Noah mutters, his voice partially muffled by his hand. But Mirage hears the praise either way and moans. “Dios, Mirage” after a minute or two more, his boy comes into his mouth, suppressing the moan. He can feel the hot liquid on his tongue and the quivering of the human’s thighs under his hands. He licks Noah clean, basking in the pride of making his partner come undone.

“You liked that, sweetspark?” he asks, when he’s done.

“Mhm, very much” Noah admits, blissed out, his posture relaxed. Mirage makes sure to get the man’s clothes in place.

“Well, the movie’s ending, so how about we take it somewhere else, huh?” the bot proposes.

“Yeah, yes, please” Noah looks at him. Then he grins at his bot “Maybe now I could show you, how good it feels?” he wiggles his eyebrows at Mirage.

The mech smirks so on board with this idea. “Since you’re offering, princess” he revs his engine and pulls out of their spot to get them home.

Chapter 3

Summary:

The date continues!

Notes:

This chapter is pure smut, enjoy!

I think someone posted similiar idea about human/transformer sex on tumbrl, but I can't find it. Also I don't think anyone used it in Miroah fanfic yet, so I really wanted to do it!

On the way back to the garage, it’s Noah’s turn to be handsy. He takes any opportunity to steal a kiss from Mirage. He also lets his hand wander to the bot’s thigh. The spy has a hard time keeping his focus on the road, but he couldn’t bring himself to tell Noah to stop.

When they reach their destination and the door closes behind them, Mirage wastes no time turning his attention fully to the human beside him. He pulls Noah into a deep passionate kiss, tangling one hand into the man’s hair as the other sneaks its way behind him and grabs his ass. It earns him a surprised yelp and a giggle.

After a minute of exploring the human's mouth the bot tugs at Noah’s hair, breaking the kiss and exposing his neck. He moves his lips lower, peppering the delicate skin in kisses and nipping at it. In turns he gently bites and then licks over the reddened tissue.

When he pulls back, he can’t help but groan at the sight. “Primus, sweetspark, you look so beautiful” he says, his eyes marveling at Noah's disheveled state.

“Thanks” his boy gives him a self-confident smirk. “But I thought it was my turn to take care of you?” the man wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.

“Oh, you’re taking care of me all right just by looking so pretty for me, princess” Mirage responds. After a minute he adds “But if you’re up for it, I have an idea” he matches Noah’s smirk with his own.

“What you have in mind?” the human asks, clearly open for suggestions.

Mirage’s expression is truly wicked as he goes with the question. “How about me fucking you onto the backseat of this gorgeous Porsche?” the phrasing has Noah giggling again. “I even came prepared!” the bot exclaims happily and after a second of rummaging through the glove box he fishes out the bottle of lube.
“Seriously, man, where did you even get this?” Noah can’t help but ask, amused by his boyfriend’s thoughtfulness.

“This is my sweet secret” Mirage replies. “So? What do you think?” he waits for his partner’s decision.

“Oh, I think it’s a great idea” Noah says and pulls Mirage into another kiss. It’s messy, but eager and full of emotion. They part eventually and try to get on the backseat. It’s kinda awkward and takes a lot of fumbling and laughing from both of them. After a while, they finally manage to do so. Noah is lying on his back, one of his legs is hanging off the seat. The other one is being held by Mirage, who is currently kneeling between the man’s thighs.

“Hey there, sweetspark” the bot grins at the human below him.

“Hey, handsome” Noah matches his partner’s expression as he gazes into these bright blue eyes. It’s something familiar, the color exactly the same as in Mirage’s root form. He loves it. They stay like that for a minute, just grinning at one another, smiling.

Mirage is the first one to break out of this daze. “So… shall we?” he asks, the hand on Noah’s leg kneading gently.

“Yeah, c’mon” Noah moves himself to a sitting position and grabs Mirage’s jacket, pulling him into a kiss one more time, then trying to get it off the bot. He’s surprised when he feels the material vanish from his hands. When he looks, he can see how both jacket and tank top disappear into a beautiful show of blue lights. “Show off” he comments, which makes Mirage grin even more.

“You’re just jealous we can’t get rid of your clothes that fast” the bot responds, as he goes to take off Noah’s jacket. The human helps him with it. It takes them some time and effort, considering the small amount of space they have. The awkwardness of it all has them both chuckling softly.

When they manage to take off Noah’s t-shirt, Mirage leans back to admire his body. “You’re stunning, baby” he groans and Noah flushes at that. He doesn’t get time to respond, because the bot kisses him again. He then moves his lips lower to the man’s neck. Then he continues his venture to his chest, kissing and licking there.

Noah’s breath hitches, when he feels Mirage’s tongue swipe over his nipple. The sound makes bot growl. He focuses on this spot, wanting to hear more of those delightful sounds. He’s pleased with himself, when he can feel Noah’s hand burying itself into his hair. At the same time he works on Noah’s belt and zipper, to get his jeans out of the way.

When he gets them unzipped, he has to back off, so the can pull it off Noah’s legs. Even if the man whines at the loss of contact, he helps Mirage with taking off his jeans and boxers in one go. As fast as it’s done, Mirage dives in for another kiss. “I did my homework, but you’ve gotta tell me, if I’m gonna do something wrong. You can do that for me sweetspark?” he murmurs against Noah’s mouth.

“I will, promise” the human breathes out, letting his hands roam over the holoform’s body in a somewhat reassuring manner.

“Good boy” Mirage praises and he can’t help but notice the slight shiver taking over Noah at the words. Huh, interesting. He definitely will keep this reaction in mind. But right now he needs to focus on other things. He fumbles for a moment with a bottle of lube, prying it open. Noah giggles as he watches him, feeling like he’s a highschooler again.

Mirage gets a fair amount of gel on his hand. He then put it on Noah’s ass and the man’s laughter turns into a squeak. “Cold! ‘Raj!” the man complains.

“Oh, right, sorry” the bot is grinning sheepishly. He wants to pull his hand back, but when he’s mid movement, Noah stops him. “Nah, ’s fine, we can keep goin’” he reassures, so the bot puts his hand back where it was. He slowly moves it closer to Noah’s entrance, observing greedily the rapid movements of the human's chest. He slowly massages the tight ring of muscle with one of his fingers, relishing in the sighs leaving his boy’s mouth.

Mirage takes his time. He doesn’t want to go too fast with this. But at some point, Noah gets impatient with him. “C’mon, ‘Raj, babe. You can put one in” he encourages, wiggling his hips a little, invitingly. And Mirage does just that, gently and slowly slipping one finger in. Just the tip first, observing the tight and warm sensation.

“You’re so tight, sweetspark” he moans. “I can’t wait to be inside you” he wonders, how good Noah will feel around him.

“Then hurry up a little” the man beneath him huffs. “I’m glad you’re gentle with me, but I’m not made of glass, y’know?”

“Since you’re asking” he steadily pushes his finger all the way in. Then he starts moving it, in and out at an even pace. Noah moves his arms towards him and pulls him down to kiss him. After a minute or so, the man breathes out a quiet “More, baby, c’mon”. Mirage dutifully obliges, gently inserting another finger.

“That’s all right?” he makes sure, when he hears Noah’s breath hitch. The man has his eyes closed, brows furrowed slightly. “‘m fine” he responds nodding. “You can move them” the human deems when he gets his breathing even and relaxes enough.

They keep at it long enough for Mirage to work four of his fingers inside Noah. Even though the man complains about the bot taking too long, he wants to be thorough. “You’re doing great, sweetspark. Just a little longer, ‘kay?” he reassures his partner as he moves his fingers and bites at Noah’s neck.

“Mirage, c’mon” Noah whines. “I’m ready!” he complains not for the first time. When it earns him another “Just a moment, baby” he decides to take a different approach. He grabs hard on Mirage’s hair and pulls to make the bot look at him. “Ay, papi!” he moans, keeping eye-contact with his boyfriend the whole time. “Let me feel your dick inside me, please, I need you so much!” he also moves his hips, grinding down on Mirage’s fingers. And by the look on the bot’s face, he knows it is convincing enough.
“Primus, you’re gonna kill me” Mirage huffs.

“Hopefully, after we’re done” Noah snickers at him, but it turns into a whine when Mirage pulls out his fingers. He watches like a hawk as Mirage’s pants disappear in the similar fashion to his other clothes. “See something you like?” the bot asks, when he catches Noah watching as he strokes himself putting a decent amount of lube on his member.

“Yeah, actually I do” the man smirks.

“Well…” Mirage says as he lines himself up, hooking one of Noah’s legs over his shoulder. Then he shoots his boy the devious grin. “If you like it that much, you can have it, princess” and with that, he finally pushes in.

Even if his attitude is coy, he still is very careful. He pushes into the tight wet heat slowly and gently. Paying attention to Noah’s reaction. The man moans, one arm wrapped around Mirage’s back, pulling him close, the other grabbing on the edge of the seat, digging his nails into it.

“Oh, shit!” Mirage breathes out, the sensation catching him off guard. It makes Noah open his eyes, he’s not too worried, but he decides to ask just for sure. “Hey, ‘Raj, you good?” there’s the smallest twinge of concern in his voice.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m great” the bot responds immediately. “Just… easy on the leather, sweetspark” he regains his focus and keeps pushing in.

The human groans, when he can feel Mirage moving again. “Oh” he still has half a mind to register what he just heard. “So you can feel it, huh?” his voice sounds wrecked, but the note of mirth is still easily detectable. He gently traces the stitches on the seat with his fingers, then he lets his fingernail catch in it. Mirage hips bucks, making his slide all the way inside the man. They both moan at that.

“You’re such a tease. You know that?” Mirage says, as he places his forehead over Noah’s, taking a break and giving them both a time to get accustomed to the sensation.

“Yeah, but you love it” Noah murmurs, kissing him and repeating the movement of his hand on another stitch he can reach. Mirage honest to god whimpers at that.

“You’re gonna get in trouble, princess” he warns, his voice coming out as a low growl.

Noah smirk only deepens at the bot’s words. “Maybe that’s what I’m counting on, papi?”

When Mirage feels the hand moving against his leather, he knows his boy is going to do that again. So he rolls his hips hard and fast, catching him off guard and pulling a moan out of his boy. “Yeah? Then you’re gonna be a good boy and take it?” he asks and the reaction he gets is wonderful.

“Yes! Mirage, please!” Noah begs, not wanting to wait any longer. The bot has miscalculated his patience also, because not only the man beneath him is desperate for release. They took their time earlier, so now he sets a relatively fast pace. His thrusts deep and strong, pulling more beautiful sounds out of the man beneath him.

When he feels Noah’s hand grabbing on the edge of the seat again, digging his fingers in with as much force as he can manage, he knows it’s not gonna take long. He grabs on the man’s dick and starts pumping it up and down. The wanton moan that Noah makes at this is music to his ears.

He feels his overload nearing, fighting it off and picking up his pace. He fucks into his boy, as if it was the last thing he would do in his life. “Mirage! I’m close! No pare!” Noah shouts and the bot can’t help but feel how his whole body is pressed against his leather seat, sliding over it. He's so close too, almost there.

Noah comes with a shout of Mirage’s name on his lips. One hand starching on Mirage’s back, the other gripping the seat beneath him for dear life. He can feel the bot’s muscles trembling, waiting for the sensation of being filled with come. He hears Mirage moan loudly, something that sounds like Noah’s name and then… His leg falls down on the seat and his arm hits him in the chest as he has nothing to hold onto.

There’s a slight trace of bright blue glitter and light dancing where his lover was just a second ago. The moan Noah heard from above him now, is finished by the more staticky voice from the radio. The man’s orgasm fogged brain tries to wrap around what happened. He stares at the roof upholstery for a solid few seconds, before he can come up with any words.

“Dude…” Noah barks out a laugh. “Did you just disappear because of an orgasm?” the thought makes him giddy.

“Man, shut up!” the bot defends. “Try fucking a hottie like you with one body inside your other body and see how it goes. Then we can talk!” even as he complains there’s a note of mirth in his voice.

Somehow, this statement only makes Noah laugh harder. “I don’t think it will ever happen, but good to know you think I’m a ‘hottie’, babe” he manages to say in between his snickering.

“Be thankful it happened after you got to finish” the bot grumbles. And well, Noah is definitely thankful for that. Doesn’t mean he can’t tease him a little longer.

“Well, we’ll have to work on your stamina then” he smirks and glances at the radio.

“Y’know what, we can start right away, when you can get that cute tiny ass out of me, princess” yeah, they won’t be getting much sleep tonight. Noah somehow couldn’t bring himself to mind at all.

Chapter 4

Summary:

The morning after. Noah needs some sleep and Mirage gets to marvel at his boy in that peacefull moment.

Notes:

So, here's some sweet morning after. They're too cute, seriously. I can't with them <3

Next chapter will be smut again, but I'm probably not gonna be done with it before next week.

Noah, for obvious reasons, stays the night at the garage. First of all, he really loves waking up next to Mirage. Second of all, there’s no strength at all in him to drag his own ass home. Right now, he’s spread on the couch, lying on his stomach, snoring lightly.

Mirage got a few hours of recharge himself, though he doesn’t need as much rest as his human companion. That means, he’s currently seated down near the couch, watching his boy sleep. Noah was definitely tired. Maybe Mirage should feel a little bit bad about wearing him out like that, but somehow he can’t bring himself to it. It’s rather the feeling of pride that swells in his spark at the sight of Noah laying there, covered in marks from their previous activities.

He marvels at the tiny human. He’s rarely so relaxed and peaceful. He wants to comb his digits through Noah’s hair, that for sure would earn him those quiet groans of pleasure. By now, he’s fully aware how much his beloved likes Mirage playing with his hair. He resists this urge, though. There’s a chance it would wake Noah up and he doesn’t want to interrupt his sleep just yet. He kept him up long enough yesterday, so it’s only fair to let him rest for as long as he wants.

So, for now, he restricts himself to simply observing. His optics wander over the sleeping form, his processor trying to memorize every tiniest detail. The tone of Noah’s skin, the way his muscles twitch ever so slightly sometimes, the adorable sounds that are human's snoring. He wishes that moment of peace could last forever. Or at least as long as Mirage will remain.

He knows that’s impossible, but he doesn’t want to linger on this thought today. Even though he can’t help but think that he’s losing time. Or rather that they’re losing time they could spend together, while Noah sleeps like that, completely unaware of the longing the bot feels.

He lets those emotions go, lets them pass, like they’re floating on the current of water. He knows they’ll come back to haunt him later on, but it’s not the time for this yet. For now, he focuses on the warm feeling, the amusement, the adoration, the complete love he feels for his partner. It’s easy when he looks at the movements of the man’s chest. It means he’s breathing, alive and safe.

He hopes Noah knows, hopes he realizes how much he means to Mirage. I should tell him more often, is what Mirage thinks at the moment. His optics are still focused on Noah’s chest, relishing in the gentle way it moves. He can feel his own spark attuning to that peaceful rhythm. The core of his very being seems to know what Mirage is thinking about.

It’s not the first time he considered bonding with Noah. The way he yearns for his boy with every nano-click. He craves that kind of connection, but at the same time, he’s terrified of Noah not wanting it. Being connected to someone on that level seems like a lot. Humans don’t even have that kind of thing at all. He believes springing that idea on Noah might be too surprising just yet.

But… He always seems as eager as Mirage if not more with anything they do together. So maybe, just maybe he would want to connect with him like this. To be forever Mirage’s. And for Mirage to always belong to him. The idea pulls a warm smile on his faceplate and makes something in his spark stir. He makes a silent promise to himself. When the time is right, he’ll ask.

He’s pulled out of his thoughts by another kind of movement that his optics register. Noah seems to stir on the couch. For a second Mirage thinks that maybe he’s waking up, but he still seems to be out cold. It’s kinda confusing sometimes. The bot personally believes that human’s sleep is both adorable and weird as fuck.

Point stands, when he can hear Noah talk. Even though he is sure the boy is still deeply asleep. He calibrates his audials to hear Noah’s murmuring better. It’s the most pleasing surprise to get to know how his own name sounds in that raspy still asleep mumbling. The only regret Mirage has is the fact he didn’t get to record that. Maybe some other time, he thinks to himself.

He suddenly realizes he spent at least two hours staring at his sleeping lover. It means Noah already got about eight hours of uninterrupted rest. The temptation to run his digits through the fluffy mess on a human's head and over his exposed back is great. He still resists though. Instead, he focuses on another thing he always wanted to do. Namely, counting the spots on Noah’s skin.

If he remembers correctly, they're called freckles. It’s one of Mirage’s favorite details of his boy’s looks. It’s so cute, honestly. Noah’s face is turned to his side, so he starts there. After some time, he realizes it’s pointless, since he can’t get the view of the other cheek fully. So he moves to the man’s shoulders, since the teeny-tiny spots are covering them also. It’s easier to get the number of those, ‘cause there aren’t as many of them as the ones littering his cheeks and nose.

When he thinks that he might actually succeed, his efforts are laid to waste. Noah’s back to light stirring and the movement, even if it’s slight, makes Mirage lose the track of the freckles. When he looks at them again, he’s not sure where he was before. Determined, and with nothing better to do at the moment, he simply starts again from the beginning.

He’s interrupted once more, when Noah speaks again. And this time, it might be Mirage’s fault that he loses track of counting. Because his boy starts mumbling somethin with no sense at all. If he got that correctly, it has something to do with broccoli rising against humanity. Which is hilarious, so Mirage lets out a snort. It’s not that loud, but in the otherwise silent garage, it seems intense. The man stops talking immediately, but he doesn’t open his eyes or doesn’t move more, so the bot guesses he still keeps dreaming. Whatever weird dream he has.

He starts over, guessing there’s not that much time left, before Noah wakes up. He doesn’t even get halfway where he was before, when there’s another stir. This is slightly stronger than the previous ones. “I swear, you’re doing this on purpose” he can’t help but grumble quietly to himself. Nevertheless, he goes back to his task. Before another movement of the body below makes him huff in annoyance.

“Maybe now I am” Mirage hears a raspy voice he loves so much. When he looks up at Noah’s face, his eyes are still closed, but there’s an amused smile stretching his lips. “And just for the record, it’s still kinda creepy when you stare at people sleeping, even when you’re together” the man continues.

“I wasn’t staring” Mirage automatically defends. It actually makes Noah open his eyes and look at him. There’s that expectant raise of his brow the bot knows so well by now. So, without any other question he gives an explanation: “I was counting your freckles”.

The statement makes the smile on Noah’s face grow bigger. “My freckles, huh?” the man muses. “How many are there, then?” he can’t help but ask.

“I have no idea! You move too much when you sleep, dude!” Mirage complains loudly. “Oh, and just so you know, you snore” he adds, just to tease his boy a little.

“I so do not” Noah responds.

“Uh huh” the bot gives his boyfriend a skeptical look. “You also talk, man. It’s kinda creepy…” he trails off for a second. “Especially when you start mumbling something about rebelling broccoli.”

“What?” Noah seems to be as confused as the bot is about that statement.

“Exactly!” Mirage exclaims. “What kind of dreams do you have, bro? For real!” he’s happy he can vent about all the weird stuff to someone finally. “Oh! You definitely have to explain one thing though” the bot remembers something very important.

Noah sighs, but when his partner doesn’t continue, he brings himself to ask “What thing?”

“What were you dreaming about, when you kept saying my name?” Mirage is wearing the most self-satisfied smirk one can manage. He’s even more proud of himself, when he can see Noah’s face grow progressively redder. The poor thing can’t even hide his blush in the pillow, since it already reached his ears.

Yeah, so maybe Noah hasn’t succeeded in stealing that silver Porsche back then when they first met. But he definitely keeps doing a great job at stealing Mirage’s spark every day anew.

Chapter 5

Summary:

Noah gets hurt while working in the garage. Mirage takes care of him, which leads to some interesting activities.

They fuck.

Notes:

This chapter got so out of hand, both in lenght and content. Honestly, I have no idea how. I didn't even know I might be this much into writing it.

Anyway, another pure smut, have fun reading. Leave a kudo or comment if you like it, please <3

When one keeps repairing all kinds of stuff in the garage, injuries are bound to happen. That’s just how it is. It’s not an everyday occurrence that Noah gets hurt fixing whatever needs fixing, since he’s not that bad at his job. But, nevertheless, it happens sometimes. Like right now, for instance.

“Ow, shit!” Noah feels the sudden sting in his hand and pulls it to himself defensively. He clutches one palm in the other and looks at the damage. There’s a small cut on the inside of his hand. It’s nothing deep or dangerous, but it already starts bleeding. He definitely should have worn some gloves, but he only wanted to check up on some repairs he already did yesterday under Rick’s car. He probably should have expected for it to end this way.

The other thing he definitely should have seen coming is the worried voice carrying from behind him. “Hey, babe, are you alright?” Mirage asks, clearly alarmed by Noah’s reaction.

“‘m fine” he mumbles. “I just kinda hurt my hand, no big deal” he explains offhandedly, still examining the injury. He should wash it, that’s for sure. Maybe even put some bandage on, so as to not get the blood on anything else.

“You WHAT?!” Mirage’s mass-displaced form is by his side right this instant. His voice clearly worried. Noah rolls his eyes, there’s no need for that, it’s just a scratch.

“Aye, calm down, ‘Raj. It’s nothing” he tries to reassure and by the now annoyed look Mirage gives him, he fails miserably.

“NOTHING?!” the bot sounds exasperated, “nothing my aft! I can see it bleeding” he says after getting a better look. The man feels bad about making his bot worry about him like that.

“Look, I’ll just-” he starts, but is quickly cut off by the mech.

“You’re just gonna sit down on the couch and let me tend to it, please sweetspark” Mirage’s voice is tender, his blue optics looking straight into Noah’s hazel eyes. He doesn’t like making Mirage upset about that kind of minor injury. Though, it warms his heart in a way that the bot worries about him so much. Noah isn’t really good at being taken care of. Not that his family doesn’t worry about him and try to do that. Just… somehow, he finds himself more comfortable in being the one taking care of someone, not the other way around.

So, naturally, he still tries opposing. “I-” and he stops himself right away, because of the way something shifts in Mirage’s gaze. It’s not up to debate, is it? And right on cue, the mech answers the unsaid question.

“I might have not made myself clear enough” he states, ex-venting a sigh, somewhat tired by Noah’s stubbornness. He moves closer and gently grabs at Noah’s arm. Like that, Noah can feel the ghost of air, when Mirage speaks again. “Sat. your. ass. down.” the bot growls and the man in front of him can’t do anything but swallow thickly, nod and follow the order.

“Good boy” Mirage is clearly happy to have him follow through. Noah breath hitches at the praise. God damn it, why does he have to be so weak to this mech? The bot’s voice brings him back from his daze. “Where is the first aid kit?” Mirage asks, looking through the garage.

Noah has to clear his throat to make sure his voice comes out even. “The cabinet on your right” he supplies and waits patiently for the bot to find what he’s looking for.

“Thanks, baby” Mirage mutters as he fishes the first-aid kit from the cabinet. He then turns around and gets closer to his boy. He puts the opened kit on the couch by Noah’s side and after a second of thought, he simply kneels between the man’s knees. “Show me your hand, please?” his voice is back that tender murmur as he offers his servo for Noah to put his hand in. The man has a sudden thought, that he would show him every part of his body the bot wanted right now. And where the hell is this coming from?

Like, he knows it’s fine to have a lot of thoughts like this about ‘Raj. They do a lot of stuff. But right now, really? His boyfriend is just trying to patch him up. He has no idea why it does stir something in his guts.

“Your. hand.” Mirage’s tender tone is replaced with the more commanding one. And yup… Noah knows exactly what kind of feeling stirs in his stomach at that.

“‘m sorry” he mumbles, dutifully putting his injured hand in Mirage’s servo.

“Thanks” the bot is back to that gentle timber. He does tease him a little about it though “Just to make sure, you didn’t also hurt your head, did you?” There’s a slight smirk on his faceplate for Noah to see now.

“No” he deadpans. “I just got caught up in my thoughts, ‘s all” he adds in lieu of explanation.

It seems to catch the bot’s attention. Or maybe he’s just trying to keep Noah busy, as he slowly and oh so tender cleans the wound on his hand. “Oh, what thoughts?” he asks. When he doesn’t get any immediate response, he looks up at his boy, only to see the slight blush slowly rising to his cheeks.

“Uh… just random thoughts” Noah tries to play it off, but he sounds so unsure, that he has no doubt Mirage caught up on this. But the bot seems to let it slide and with a quiet “Mhm” puts his full focus back on Noah’s hand.

When he manages to get most of the blood from it, he lets go of the hand to soak some clean gauze into antiseptic. “It might sting, I guess, but try to hold still for me, ‘kay?” he says, back to cradling the offered limb in his servo. He then lightly presses the gauze to the injury, very attentive to all the changes in Noah’s expression. “You doing okay?” he asks, just in case.

“Yeah, I’m fine” Noah responds, even though his brows furrow a little. Mirage isn’t sure it’s entirely because of the unpleasant sensation. If he is to guess, he bets it’s rather about the thoughts going through his human’s pretty head. After Mirage is done with antiseptic, he puts dirty gauze aside and grabs a bandage.

“So… you wanna explain what’s getting to you more?” Noah frowns at that in confusion.

“I mean… Is it rather me tending to your injury or me being all directive with you?” he smirks knowingly at the man in front of him, observing in satisfaction as Noah’s face turns to a darker shade of red.

“I- Uhm… It’s-” the human fumbles with his words, clearly having some trouble articulating what he actually feels. He also looks anywhere but at Mirage’s optics. So, considering how embarrassed his boy is about this, the bot believes some kind of motivation is due.

“Y’know…” he dwells, catching Noah’s attention. “If you’re gonna be a good patient and tell your doctor what he wants to know, you may get some reward” his tone is teasing, the expression suggestive. He leaves the idea to hang in between them, as he goes back to the bandage.

“Hold your hand like this for w minute, sweetspark” he positions human’s limb, so he can comfortably put the gauze there and wrap the bandage around it. Noah though is in a mood for a little experiment. So, when the bot seems busy with the small roll of cloth, he slightly moves his hand from the position Mirage left it in.

It immediately catches the mech’s attention and he gives Noah a disapproving look. Then he gently moves the arm to the previous setting. “Hold. it. still.” he growls, the rough note in his voice contrasting to the tender touch. And just to mess with his boy a little, he adds “Are you going to be a good patient from now on, sweetspark?”

The way Noah’s breath hitches is very satisfying for the mech. There’s also a playful glint in his eyes. “I’ll be good, I promise” he breathes out. After a second he quietly adds “And I think it’s both…” Mirage can’t help the grin that splits his faceplate at that. He didn’t really expect Noah to answer his previous question, so it’s a nice surprise. Exciting, he would even say.

“Good boy” Mirage praises, going back to the task at hand. When he starts to wrap the bandage around Noah’s hand he remembers to be extra careful. He takes his time, doing his best to wrap it evenly and not too tight. All the time he also pays attention to the man’s expression and the way those beautiful hazel eyes keep tracking his every movement. He has to admit, through all of this his boy really is the model patient.

“Okay, move it around a little” he commands when he’s done and watches as Noah flexes his hand carefully a few times. “Not too tight?” he asks.

“No, it’s great” the man says, then he leans in and quickly pecks at Mirage’s lips. “Thanks, baby.”

“No problem, bro” Mirage is always more than happy to help his boy. Though, he would rather not have Noah get hurt at all, if he had something to say on this matter.

“So… what else can Doctor Mirage do for you, since you were such a good boy?” he purrs and puts his servos on Noah’s thighs, leaning closer into his personal space. “Do you want me to take care of you, sweetspark?” he says, voice filled with lust, as he nuzzles into the man’s neck.

“Yes, please” Noah pleads, surprised he’s so into this. Guess you can never know, until you try it.

“You’re gonna still be a good little patient for me, baby?” the mech leaves the trail of tender kisses along the soft skin.

“I will, promise” Noah tilts his head, to give his bot more access.
“You’re gonna do exactly as I told you, alright? You're gonna listen to doctor’s orders, hm?” Mirage delivers in that deep rumbling tone he knows makes Noah hot and bothered.

“Yes, ‘m gonna!” he all but moans. “Just please, ‘Raj!” the bot thinks he knows what exactly Noah is begging for, especially when the man’s hips bucks into his frame. The bot perks up at that, the best idea forming in his processor.

“Nuh uh, sweetspark” he grips at Noah’s hips, holding him in place. “That’s not how you refer to your doctor, is it?” he reprimands. When Noah’s eyes flutter open and he gives him a confused look, Mirage smirks and decides to give him a little clue. “C’mon, you know what you should call me, since you're my favorite patient” he puts emphasis on the word and gives an encouraging nip on his boy’s pulse point.

Something clicks in Noah’s mind and for a moment he finds the idea kind of ridiculous. “You want me to call you… Are you serious?” Noah doesn’t really mind, but for real? What are they to play a doctor, highschoolers?

“Very serious, princess” Mirage purrs. “Unless…” he makes a dramatic pause “you don’t really need my care that much?” Even though the man is sure that’s a bluff, it gives him some motivation.

“Please, Doctor, I need you so much!” he blurts out, letting himself get carried away by the atmosphere. Screw it, if Mirage wants Noah to call him ‘Doctor’ he has no reason not to. Especially, if he gets fucked silly thanks to that.

“You’re such a good boy for me” the bot murmurs against soft skin and Noah shudders. “Oh, poor thing, you’re shaking” Mirage coos, his servos keep kneading into the man’s hips. “We should get those clothes off you, so I can examine you thoroughly, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, doc, good thinking” he agrees immediately, wanting them to proceed. What he wasn’t expecting is for Mirage to stop touching him at all and back off from the couch. When he opens his eyes, he sees the bot giving him an expectant look.

“Go on, sweetspark” he says and Noah is a little dumbfounded. “Is this your first doctor appointment? You’re supposed to get undressed by yourself, I’ll wait till you’re ready” Mirage exclaims. Noah bites back the retort about doctors not staring at their patients like that when they have to get undressed, but it’s not that important right now. And he has a better idea.

He looks at this bot with pleading eyes. “Oh, but Doctor Mirage, my hand still hurts, could you maybe help me?” his voice is as innocent as he can muster in this situation. For good measure he adds “please”. It takes every ounce of self-control in Noah not to break the play and grin when he sees the expression Mirage makes and hears how bot’s vents stutter at that display.

There’s a faint clicking sound that means Mirage just reseted his vocaliser. “I guess I can make an exception for you, sweetspark” the bot muses and takes a step forward to stand in front of Noah again. He looks the man up and down, clearly considering something and after a moment he speaks again in that gentle but commanding tone.
“Lift your arms up” he orders simply and Noah is more than happy to do so. Seconds later the bot reaches for the hem of the human's t-shirt and lifts it above his head. Noah does his best to help, while dutifully keeping his arms up. “You can put them down now” the mech exclaims, his voice all but calm. It’s kinda impressive how he can still keep up the play, even though Noah can see how his optics wander over his naked chest.

“Let’s see…” Mirage says and then, without further ado, he places his servo on Noah’s chest, where his heart is. The human shudders, a little surprised at the touch. The way Mirage is attentive to him is so intense. But in a good way. The other servo goes on his side, steadying him. “Oh, you’re still shivering” the bot coos, “but your heart rate sounds all good”. He then slowly moves that hand away and tilts his helm in a cute curious way. “Guess I will have to check a few more things, princess”.

Noah just nods and patiently waits for the bot to tell him what’s next. He shifts a little in his spot, feeling a growing excitement at all the attention he’s getting. Mirage is smiling, clearly pleased with his behavior. “Open your mouth” he commands simply. Noah, as the model patient he is right now, does just that and even more, sticking his tongue out and doing a loud “Aaaah”.

He can see the slight upward turn in the corner of Mirage's smirk. “Very good” the bot praises and it makes the man want to do even better for him. He doesn’t get a chance to think about it too much, as he feels the mech’s digits grab at his face. Mirage guides his chin up a little, pretending to examine whatever he believes normal human doctors examine. He then guides Noah’s face to the left and right, just for funsies and letting himself see how obedient his boy is. And how well he lets himself be directed, he doesn’t even need to use any strength, it’s just gentle nudges and Noah moves as he wants him to.

“All well here” he finally exclaims. When he sees that the man is going to close his mouth, he presses his digits a little harder on his jaw. “Don’t close your mouth yet, sweetspark” he orders. Without any explanation whatsoever, he puts his thumb into the wet cavity. The human gives a little confused sound, but Mirage shushes him down and presses his digit on the tongue a just tad bit harder.

“Hmm… I think you might be burning up, that would explain the shivers” he states and when he pulls his thumb out, he instantly replaces it with his fore and middle digits. “Close your mouth now, baby” he says and his optics are laser focused on the way Noah’s lips wrap around his digits. It’s a sight to behold, not to mention how these plush lips feel around his metal. The sensation only gets better when Noah starts to suck on the fingers inside his mouth. It’s probably out of place in this doctor-patient dynamic, but Mirage lets it slide.

“Mhm, you’re definitely too hot, princess” he comments and Noah gives a short amused eye-roll at this. “But let's proceed, shall we?” he leaves his digits inside for now, though. But his other servo moves to Noah’s sweatpants, digits catching on the hem and tugging at it. The man supports himself on his hands and lifts his hips. “Good boy” Mirage praises him once more, this time for helping with getting this part of clothing out of the way.

On second thought, he also pulls on the human’s boxers, it’s gonna save them some time. And he’s not sure how much more of this foreplay they can withstand. Because Noah is by now fully hard. Mirage can also feel the way his spike just begs to be pressurized, his modesty panel hot and almost leaking.

“For the rest of the exam, you should probably lay down” the bot says as he pulls out his digits out of Noah’s wet mouth. There’s a faint line of saliva connecting them for a second, but it breaks as soon as his boy speaks.

“Of course, Doctor. Whatever you say” Noah’s voice already sounds wrecked. The human scrambles to get himself in the comfortable position on the couch.

“Or, you know, maybe get on your hands and knees for me” the bot changes his mind. “If it doesn’t strain your hand too much…” before he even can end the sentence, Noah is already in the requested position.

“You seem very eager for your examination” he can’t help but comment.

Noah looks back at him from above his shoulder. “I just want to make my Doctor proud of me” he responds with a provocative smirk. Mirage’s engine revs at that. This boy is going to be the death of him.

“Try to relax for me, princess. It’ll make it all the easier, ‘kay” he says as he presses his fore digit to Noah’s ass. He massages the tight ring of muscles and gives his boy a minute to get ready, then he presses in gently, all the time watching for Noah’s reaction. When the first digit is fully in, he starts to gently move it back and forth. “Hmm… I’m still not sure… Maybe I should be more thorough with you” he comments.

“Yes, please” Noah moans.

“Well, since you insist, sweetspark” he then puts another digit in. The easy way that it slides in reminds him of all the other times they did it. By now Noah’s body seems to not only take him well, but even crave him. The whimper that leaves his boy's mouth seems to be only proving his point. “You’re doing so good for me, such a good little patient” praising is always the good way of making his boyfriend squirm with pleasure all the more.

He starts to scissor his digits, doing his best to make Noah relax. “I think I know what your condition is caused by” he whispers into the man’s ear. He also crooks his digits and aims for that wonderful spot. He’s so satisfied with himself when he pulls out the pleasured shout form his human. “Don’t worry, baby” he coos “it’s easy to cure, you just need some special fluids” he continues. Noah would honest to God snort at this, ‘cause it sounds like a line from some terrible porn, but he’s too busy moaning right now.

“I can suggest the best way of application” Mirage is so wanting to be inside him now. He feels like he’s gonna overload with his panel closed if this goes on longer.

“Yes, please!” Noah wails, clearly in the similar state as Mirage is by now. The bot doesn’t waste any more time, letting his panel retract and his spike pressurizes. He moans at the feeling of cold air on his array. He moves to kneel behind Noah on the couch and lines himself up, pumping his spike a few times to cover it in transluid.
“Relax for me, Noah” he commands. His voice raspy by now, but he couldn’t care less. He slowly, but surely presses inside the tight wet heat. It feels like coming home, to the place he belongs. Even more, when he focuses on the broken moan that Noah makes, it sounds phenomenal.

“That’s it, baby” he praises as he starts moving. “You’re doing so great” he sets a rough pace, his hips moving in frantic movements. His desperation is clear in the way he grips at the human’s hips, using his strength to move him according to his movements. He slides all the way out to then push all the way in.

Noah is the whimpering mess by this point. It seems all he’s able to say is Mirage’s name and pleads for more. His arms have given up under the strong thrusts, so he’s now laying face first in the couch’s material, hips up only because of the hold the bot has on him.

“Almost there” Mirage says and one of his servos wander to Noah’s so far neglected cock. “Your wonderful” his voice is breathless, engine purring, heat building in his abdomen. “So close, baby!”

“Please, please” Noah whimpers, not able to hold back much longer. “Mirage!” he shouts the bot’s name as he finally reaches his release. And the mech responds in kind as he spills his transfluid deep inside his lover.

They take a minute to catch their breaths. Mirage comes to himself first, carefully pulling out of Noah. He gently pets over the man’s back, marveling at the way he seems to relax even more under his touch. “You’re the best patient ever, y’know” he says, smirking tiredly. When he only gets a quiet grunt in response, he can’t help but fish for some compliments. “What about me? Would I make a good doctor?”

When Noah can get his thoughts together, he finally responds. “I think something like this would get your license canceled” there’s a note of amusement in his otherwise exhausted voice.

“Hey! Be careful or I won’t be this nice on your next appointment” the bot complains, even though he grins widely at his boy’s comment. And that grin only grows bigger, when he hears Noah’s next words.

“Is that a promise?”

Chapter 6

Summary:

Mirage wants to surprise his boyfriend. Things don't go as planned, but it’s still fine.

Notes:

Here's some fluff. I got inspiration from a meme for this one. Just our boys being cute and sweet and Kris being the sarcastic little brother <3

Comments as always highly appreciated :)

Noah usually is up early. Not because he’s a morning person or anything, but rather by habit. He has a lot of stuff going on, so he has to. There’s Kris’ appointments, helping his mom, or his job, the neverending pile of gizmos to fix. So early start is highly appreciated if he wants to get everything done.

But, on the rare days, when there’s nothing urgent to be done, he can sleep in. It’s the best feeling, waking up when his own body tells him he is well-rested. No alarms blaring on him, or no family members telling him to get out of bed. Just Noah, sinking into the mattress and lifting himself up only when he himself feels ready.

It’s one of not so many bad habits he indulges himself in. Not that often, because he doesn’t really have all that much time. But it’s regular nonetheless. By now, one could probably call it a family thing, since his little bro also keeps sleeping in when he has an occasion.

Right now, Noah is laying on his stomach, hugging a pillow. He has already woken up a little bit, but decided to stay a bit longer in that wonderful half-asleep state. His eyes are closed, body relaxed. The only thing that could make it better, would be Mirage petting over his back and playing with his hair. Though, since today he’s sleeping in his actual bed, he just has to get over it.

He dozes off, letting himself get drawn into the amazing world of dreams again. But his perfect bubble of warmth and coziness is shattered by the sounds coming from the kitchen. He can hear some rummaging, there’s also some sizzling and scraping. Like someone is fraying something? He looks at the clock. It’s 9:30 am, so it can’t be their mom.

Shit, he has to get up. Kris must have woken up and gotten hungry or something. He drags himself up and into a sitting position, yawning, stretching his arms. He doesn’t even register that someone is standing in his room’s door, until he hears a familiar voice.

“Awww, you’re always so cute in the mornings, sweetspark” Noah has to rub on his eyes to be sure he’s seeing this right. Right in front of him, leaning casually on the doorframe and smiling gently is Mirage. Or rather the bot’s holoform. “Good morning, sleepyhead” Mirage says and struts his way over to the man sitting on the bed to place a kiss on his lips.

Noah instinctively wraps his arms around him and pulls his boyfriend closer. “Hey, man, watch it!” Mirage complains loudly through the laughter as he tries not to fall down.

“C’mon, just cuddle with me for a moment” Noah pleads, his voice coloured by sleepiness. He buries his face into Mirage’s neck, smiling. “I know you want to” he murmurs against holoform’s skin, registering the wonderful shiver that goes through the mech at the ghost of Noah’s breath.

Mirage sighs at that display. He can’t say no to his boy, can he? “But only for a second, sunshine, ‘kay?” he grins at Noah, letting himself be pulled into the bed. It’s kind of awkward, fitting both of them on a single bed, but eventually they make it work. Mirage finds himself laying flat on his back, close to the wall.

And, apparently, he is supposed to play some kind of body pillow part. Not that he minds, when he feels Noah placing his weight half on top of him. The man drapes one of his arms across Mirage’s chest, he also tangles their legs together, trapping his beloved mech.

“Comfy, princess?” the bot asks, still grinning at the adorable cuddle bug that got stuck to him. How is it possible to be this cute, seriously? he thinks, as he wraps his own arms around Noah, one resting on the soft mop of hair and the other finding its place on the human's back. He starts to gently caress the warmth from under his palms on automatic, the blissfully comforting atmosphere getting to him.

“Mhm… you’re the comfiest” Noah sighs, letting out the soft puff of air against the holoform's skin.

“And you’re the cutest, cutie-pie” Mirage deems and places a gentle kiss on top of Noah’s head. This is nice, he only wishes he would think of this sooner. But maybe he can come over more often like this. He is pretty sure he can’t fall asleep and still keep up his holoform, but he can relax nevertheless. He closes his eyes and lets himself relish in the warmth his boy provides.

“I love you” Noah mumbles, and when Mirage opens his eyes to look at him, he can see those beautiful hazel eyes gazing at him. There’s also a happy grin on the man’s face, the one that Mirage matches with ease.

“I love you too” he responds and makes some effort to move, so he can kiss his boy’s lips. Noah helps him, pulling himself up a bit, since it would be kinda awkward in their position. After a second, they settle back down, calm, comfortable. It’s wonderful, so blissful.

“Hey, Sonic, why is our kitchen on fire?” they can both hear Kris’ voice coming from walkie-talkie and they both scramble out of the bed in a greatly uncoordinated manner.

“Shit!”

“Frag!”

Noah shots out of his room first, wincing on the way the door bangs on the wall. Mirage is right behind him. Watching as the man reaches the kitchen and in seemingly learnt habit puts a lid on the pan, that managed to get caught on fire.

When Noah turns around from the stove to ask his brother if he’s fine, he is met by the most judgmental stare. And, seriously, how is it that his eleven years old little bro is so good at this? So instead he goes with the other thing that really needs clarifying. “It’s not my fault!” he defends, already knowing what Kris is assuming.

“Uh huh, sure” the boy deadpans and moves over to the shelf to get himself some cereal.

“Yeah no, it was me, actually” Mirage thankfully decides to confess, smiling sheepishly at the brothers. When Kris gives him a skeptical look, he explains. “I just wanted to make you guys breakfast.”

“Oh, cool, now the chances for the building to go down in flames are doubled” the kid comments, while filling the bowl with milk.

“Hey, c’mon! It kinda is Noah’s fault still, since he didn’t want to let me out of the bed” screw it, he isn't gonna take all the blame for that. Noah can handle some of those judging looks for him, thank you very much.

At these words Kris’ eyes widen in disbelief and he makes a loud “Ewww!” scrunching his nose in distaste. In the meantime, Noah angrily glares at his boyfriend. “Mirage!” the man scolds.

“What? It’s true” the bot defends. His boy pinches the bridge of his nose.

“Just… stop talking. I so can’t deal with this right now” Noah just sighs as he goes to look if anything from Mirage’s attempt at breakfast is savable. The corner of Noah’s mouth is slightly turned upwards, so the bot can guess he’s not in too much trouble afterall.

Chapter 7

Summary:

Another smut!

Notes:

I don't know, how I keep getting these ideas, but here you go.

They fool around a lot. And Noah finds it adorable, how hard it is for Mirage to keep enough focus to maintain his holoform when they use it. Compared to the first time, the one on Mirage’s backseat, it’s relatively easier when they fuck anywhere else.

Because, frankly, Mirage being touched in both his forms at once is too much for the bot. But if he can focus only on the sensations connected to his holoform, he manages to get through it. At least most of the times. It’s relatively harder, when Noah fucks him. The first time they decided to try it out, the bot barely held long enough for Noah to end.

The most short lived of their escapades was the one, when Noah fucked Mirage on the Porsche’s hood. The idea seemed great at the moment. The image of his human railing him like that was so so hot. The only detail Mirage didn’t include in his imagination was the part where he overloaded early and disappeared into thin air, before Noah could finish.

The human was disoriented, but thankfully quickly realized what happened. And even in that moment Noah could prove to be the most creative organic Mirage ever met, simply getting himself off while talking dirty to his partner and releasing his cum on the hood. The bot never in his life was this happy to get some fluids on his paint. Seriously.

But, even though Noah joked about training the bot’s stamina once, the fact is, Mirage has no refractory period and when in his root mode, he almost never gets tired. At least, compared to humans. So it’s actually Noah, who comes out wrecked and deadly exhausted most of the time.

Because if Mirage gets the opportunity to get his servos on his boy, he doesn’t let him out easily. And Noah really has a hard time saying ‘no’ to him. Especially, when he sees this wanting and desperate look the mech gives him.

Right now, it’s one of those moments.

“You alright, sweetspark?” Mirage asks, placing a gentle kiss to Noah’s nose. There’s some unevenness to his voice, but aside from that he seems to be in great shape. Compared to Noah, who needs a moment to catch his breath, coming down from a mind blowing orgasm he had just a minute ago. “Mhm” he hums, not really wanting to speak for now.

“I have worn you out, huh?” the bot presses, showering Noah’s face in tender little pecks.

“Yeah” Noah winces at how his voice sounds, all raspy. “Not that i’m complaining, though” he adds and is happy to see the lovely smile on Mirage’s faceplate. The tender moment is broken by a quiet hiss leaving Noah’s mouth, when the bot slightly moves his hips. Right… They’re still laying on the couch, Mirage on top of Noah and the bot is yet to ease out of him.

“Uh, sorry. You probably want to get some sleep, right?” Mirage says and makes another movement, presumably to pull out already. However, he is stopped by the man hooking one of his legs around the bot’s hip. “Um, ‘kay?” the mech is confused, giving Noah a curious look.

The man just smirks at that. “I could go for a nap” he admits. “But that doesn’t mean you have to… y’know” he wiggles his eyebrows at the bot.

Noah watches as Mirage’s expression changes from confused to pleasantly surprised. “Oh… Oh! Well, I always thought you are extremely cute when you sleep, sweetspark, so…” then the bot’s optical ridges furrow just so. “But are you sure? I mean, it doesn’t sound too comfortable…” he asks, always concerned for his boy’s well-being.

It makes Noah smile warmly at him. “Well, I think it’s comfortable enough” he deems. “Besides, I can feel you getting excited, ‘Raj” he now wiggles his hips to make his point.

Mirage then grins at him. “Since you want it, why not?” he agrees. Then he makes Noah yelp as he picks the man up and moves them around. Now the bot is laying on his back and the human is placed on top of him. “Sorry, babe, but that way I’m gonna be sure I won’t squish you” the mech explains.

“Right, right…” Noah mutters, already getting comfortable. Like this, he can lay his head on Mirage’s chestplate right above his spark. The gentle sound coming off it makes him relax instantly. “Wake me up in half an hour, cariño” he says, before he can drift away.

“Any suggestions on how to wake you up?” the bot questions and even though Noah’s eyes are already closed and he can’t see his boyfriend’s face, the amusement is easy to hear in the tone of Mirage’s voice.

“I don’t know, surprise me” he mumbles into the bot’s chestplate, moments before he falls asleep.

And if Noah is kinda sore later, since it really wasn’t the most comfortable sleeping position, even for just a nap, he won’t complain. Because waking up to those tender servos roaming over his body and Mirage rocking into him in slow, gentle thrusts still makes it the best nap ever.

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 2 of Noah/Mirage