Beach Voyeur ft. Fave Bot and Unnamed Human Admirer
(Listen to E.T. by Katy Perry) (Admirer’s POV)
Seeing them next to the cliff just reminded me how BIG a Cybertronian was.
The cliffs were always treacherous, but beautiful. I always wanted to take them there, but knew we could never make it to the gap in the rocks they perched at now.
“He could take them there, you cannot”, my thoughts almost choke me, but I stifle them down. I want to see them, and when he shifts, behemoth body blocking them from violent sea spray, I do see them.
Flushed, blushing, hair whipping in the wind. Top gone. My heart leaps, half in want half in hurt. I wish I could touch them the way he does. They arc, arms trapped beneath their head, the beg attention. I want to lavash them in it.
He bends, and once again he is so BIG, he kisses their chest and I see their head loll back. Their lips form a cry, drowned in the sound of the sea.
They are so tiny that when he unfurls his cables and touches them, they look ten times smaller than before. They’re both engrossed in their touches and feelings, their sounds and tastes.
“You will never touch them like that.”
My heart sinks again. Drop it.
They cry out, silently, and shiver. They claw the rocks and kiss their Cybertronian lover, hips rocking. I see them press closer, their plating shudders and the only way I know they’ve overloaded is the small translucent pink streak that splashes their thigh.
I shrink away when they arc to kiss them, its easy to see them carnal, its harder to see them romantic.
“They will never give them up. You’ve lost to an alien.” Thoughts that kill me from the inside.
No, I didn’t lose. There was never any competition.