Just gonna get this posted since I've had this written for the past few week(s). I put the link at the bottom for the last bit.
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Jazz found himself warm and cozy the next morning, he lamented that he had to get up to open the studio for the day to teach, when all he really wanted to do was sleep in.
Unshuttering his optics, he was surprised to find that Prowl was still there, considering his shifts; he was told, started joors before he himself had to get up.
Jazz lay there casually watching before poking the other softly in the chest. He waited to see if he would rouse and when he didn't he just continued to poke him.
Prowl shifted a bit to catch Jazz's servo and lower it back down to the berth before continuing his sleep.
Jazz pouted at this, but soon got over it to try again.
Resuming his poking this time resulted in Prowl rolling over him, partially pinning his arms between them both.
Wiggling a bit to get his arms free, Jazz reached out again but this time stroked the others cheek with the back of his clawed servo.
Prowl cracked an optic to look at him before unshuttering both and stretched out, still keeping Jazz pinned beneath him before relaxing again to stare down at the stuck mech.
Jazz smiled and leant his helm upward to breach the two inches of space between their lips before pulling back, "thought ya had work?"
"Not today," Prowl pecked him in rreturn on the lips before getting off the berth to stretch out his frame some more.
Jazz watched as he also began to get off the berth, "Oh?"
Prowl glanced his way before shrugging, "I took off for the next few days, nothing special."
"So what are ya goin' ta do now with all tha freetime?" Jazz asked as he headed for the kitchenette, the smile could be heard in his question.
"That's still up for debate, unless you have something in mind," Prowl followed him till he got the wall full of images again, where he stopped to look some more.
"Well, ya not doin anythn' anyway, so why dontcha come to work with meh?" Jazz walked over with a grin on his face, handing Prowl a cube of energon.
Prowl tilted his head to the side, as if thinking over the idea, "I believe that is doable, I have yet to actually stand in your studio afterall."
"Great!" Jazz quickly finished his energon before moving around the apartment to finish up anything he needed to before they left.
Prowl wasn't sure what to expect when walking into Jazz's studio; he had a hunch, even though Jazz had never actually told him what he taught.
It actually appeared bigger on the inside compared to its outer exterior. There were two levels of ground, one which was a clear space while the other had eight poles jutting from the floor through the ceiling, all spread out evenly. Mirrors lined one wall in front of the clear space and one at the opposite end with the poles. The room was dimly lit with atmospheric lighting around each pole until Jazz flipped a switch and all the lights came on fully, illuminating the entire place.
Jazz walked over to a desk that was positioned in a corner near a door, which Prowl could only assume was a storage closet.
Prowl followed him over when Jazz looked up from what he was doing to give him a light smile, "Ya can sit there," he directed to the, once again, suspended chair, "unless ya plan on participatn'?"
Prowl looked back around before redirecting his gaze back to Jazz, "I think I'll just watch."
Jazz grinned at him, "Ya can particapate in the stretches, then help me with spottn'. Sound good ta ya?"
Prowl nodded once after thinking it over when the door opened. Turning to the entrance he was greeted by a femme and mech entering, Jazz called out a greeting to the two and introduced them to Prowl.
Not long after Elita and Chromia also entered the studio, both spotting Prowl instantly.
"So what brings you here Prowl, try your servo at some exotic dance?" Chromia laughed.
"Actually, Jazz asked me to come."
"He's gonna help meh with stretches and spottn'," Jazz piped in.
"Oh? Well we'll be watching to make sure he doesn't try anything while he's 'helping' you stretch," replied Elita, covering up her laughter with one of her servos.
Prowl flushed at that, his doorwings flaring out and up when Jazz suddenly cut in before he could respond.
"Ok everyone's here, so everyone get ta a mat ta get ready for stretches."
All moved to be facing a pole each, with a mat set out behind it when music started to play. Jazz walked to the front motioning for Prowl to stand by him at a second mat he had placed by, "Ok, this here is Prowl, and he's gonna be helpn' meh today with workout," he looked to all to make sure none had any complaints, "then let's start."
Stretches commenced normally enough, starting with warming up the joints, servo stretches to floor stretches until Jazz mentioned something about ab workout and positioned himself so that he was laying on his back with the pole up against one shoulder, and grabbed the pole, before he began lifting his lower half and curling it towards the pole before open v'ing around it and then back down.
"Ok, thirty of those," Jazz did a few to direct his two newest students before stopping and watching the rest of the class, "when ya come down don't let ya pedes touch the ground."
Prowl sat and watched with Jazz, since his doorwings would more than likely protest his full weight on them and he really couldn't see himself pulling a move like that, "This is a pretty rigorous workout you have."
Jazz grinned, "I don't know whatcha talkn' bout, this is only the first set."
Once 3 sets of ab workout was finished, Jazz walked by each student, having them remind him what they were last working on before telling each what they should be working on and turning to the newest pair, "Show meh what ah taught ya last class, then ah'll teach ya some new things."
Prowl was standing near Chromia, silently watching what everyone was doing.
"He'll probably need your help in a little bit," Chromia remarked while watching Elita climb up upside down.
Prowl turned to her before looking back in Jazz's direction, "He said I would help spot."
"Yeah, but if you watch while Jazz teaches, you can probably help direct while you spot," Elita spoke up after dismounting.
When Prowl looked back to Jazz, the other had just turned towards him to wave him over.
Prowl walked over as Jazz began to demonstrate the move, taking note of hand placements and such.
Getting down, Jazz directed for them to give it a shot while stepping back far enough that he'd still be able to catch one if they fell.
Jazz helped one through the move, with his attention distracted from the other and not catching when he lost balance.
Prowl was close and quick enough to catch him before he fell, settling his balance back, "You need to move your right servo up a little."
The mech followed his instructions to retry, and seemed to have no trouble at all with the small adjustment, "thank you."
Jazz smiled as he watched Prowl help the other, tweeking certain parts so the other would be in the right position. The rest of the class went like that till Jazz announced that everyone did well and that he'd see some of them the orbital cycle after the next.
Prowl watched the others leave at their own pace before looking at Jazz, "that's it?"
Jazz just laughed, "Nah, still got five more classes, betta get comfortable."
Jazz quickly finished turning off the lights and locking up before turning to Prowl.
Prowl had a small smile on his face with his servo held out for Jazz to take, which Jazz accepted without a second thought.
"So?" Jazz asked with a smile on his face as he leant close into Prowl's side.
"So?" Prowl returned, waiting for the question.
"So wha did ya think?" Jazz continued, standing more upright.
There was a length of silence as Prowl reviewed the orbital cycles work, "It seems tiring for just one bot to handle."
Jazz laughed lightly, "Ah'm actually train'n up Elita and Chromia ta help out through the days so ah'm not always workn'."
Nodding his helm, "Logical, I did not know what to expect about your work, it's not a simple as other make it out to be and there is an art to it…" Prowl trailed off at the small smile Jazz was giving him, "…was it something I said?"
Shaking his helm in the negative, Jazz looked back ahead of them, "Not many mechs would say it's an art."
"Seeing your work was quite enlightening," nodding his helm and giving Jazz a light smile in return, continuing their walk in silence.
A little ways into the walk Jazz had realized that they weren't heading in the direction of his place and looked up to Prowl questioningly.
Prowl just squeezed his servo and smiled some more, "It's a surprise."
Jazz perked up at this, beamed at Prowl and snuggled close before moving back so they could walk properly.
The walk continued in a comfortable silence until Prowl came to a stop and looked down at Jazz, "Could you shutter your optics?"
Jazz looked at him curiously before doing as asked, reaching out once he could no longer see. Prowl smiled and grabbed his reaching servo so that he could lead him the rest of the way.
Prowl could see Jazz's audios twitching, picking up the change in sound of their surroundings. He continued to lead him farther in, coming close to the center before releasing Jazz's servo to step behind him and rest his own servos on his shoulders.
"You can unshutter them now."
Prowl watched as Jazz paused before slowly unshuttering them and then stilling, only for him to reshutter his optics several times before keeping them open.
Prowl smiled at the look of amazement on Jazz's face.
Jazz slowly stepped away but not out of Prowl's reach, looking around at his surroundings. The Helix Gardens were more magnificent than he'd heard, he felt that there was no way for him to really explain just how beautiful and amazing they were.
They were stood next to a giant white opaque crystal that was surrounded by smaller black crystals that seemed to fade into white at their tips. The path they stood was not metal but some form of stone that had blue light streams going though it, mapping out the path so that it would be impossible to get lost.
Surrounding them, that lined the paths were an assortment of blue crystals with some white and black ones sprouting here and there, most having a type of fade so they didn't seem to clash.
In the air around them he could see even smaller crystals floating and shining like mini stars, with technoflies buzzing around them with their own glowing bodies. Bigger crystals were also floating around in what looked like some form of liquid gas.
All in all the experience was like being in another world, and Jazz loved it.
Jazz smiled serenely, stepped back and leaned into Prowl's arms, "thank you."
He could feel Prowl shift behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist and nuzzling his neck. Jazz could feel the warmth radiating from Prowl, and felt truly content where he was.
Prowl pressed his lips against the side of Jazz's neck before looking up and reaching out to one of the crystals floating be, letting it drift in front of Jazz.
At the brilliant smile Jazz had on, Prowl could feel his spark jump.
With a light touch Jazz sent the crystal up above them before carefully turning around to face Prowl. Prowl watched the crystal before looking back down at Jazz.
He was always smiling, and Prowl just loved his smiles. Reaching out a servo to cup Jazz's cheek, Prowl watched as Jazz's servo came over his own and nuzzled into his palm, optics shuttered. Prowl rubbed his cheek arch with his thumb before lifting his other servo to not quite touch the other side of his face and leaned closer till he touched Jazz's lips with his own. Jazz paused briefly, half unshuttering his optics and lifting his own other servo to hold onto Prowl's face, before returning the kiss. Prowl finally cupped the other side of his face as their lips massaged each others in a languid kiss under the crystal lights.
Ok the M rated part is here: noirsan dot livejournal dot com /1085. html
Sorry if it seemed short; pretty sure my pacing's not the best, either way I hope you all liked it.
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