Author's note. A lot of credit goes to the-writing-mew for helping me to write this chapter and also kick-starting this story again, I can't thank her enough.

Bit of kink in this chapter but don't worry, there will be serious parts and it will be focused on Starscream. I hope you all enjoy.

Suggestions are welcome.

Enjoy and please review.

Ratchet stood and stared at his full Med Bay. On two berths that were almost touching, lay the twins, curled up and clutching each other's hand. Sideswipe was still a little banged up but physically, he'd easily recover. It was the mental anguish he and his brother had suffered that would prove the challenge. For now however, they were sleeping peacefully, where nothing could trouble them. Heavy sedation took care of any nightmares that they might suffer.

On another berth, Red Alert was curled up, trying to ignore Prowl who was speaking gently to him. He was devastated at allowing Megatron into the berth and wanted to be punished for what happened or at least, taken off active duty for failing in his own duty. It wasn't his fault, an Insecticon had managed to insert a cerebro chip into his central processor, an act that had gone unnoticed by all Autobots. Said chip was now removed and destroyed so there wasn't anything stopping Red Alert from returning to duty except Red Alert himself.

In yet another set of berths, were four fliers, three of them awake and watching over the fourth who twitched and muttered in his recharge. Skywarp and Thundercracker were recovering from various injuries but refused to rest properly, instead wanting to watch over their Trine leader. As for the third watcher, Primus, was that Mech stubborn. Skyfire had suffered many injuries on the recent trip to Cybertron but he had refused treatment until everyone else had been seen to and he also refused to recharge. He was determined to be awake when Starscream awoke despite Ratchet repeatedly telling him that this might not happen for several cycles. Frankly, if Skyfire kept this up, Ratchet would be forced to slip a sedative into his Energon.

At least Ironhide and Chormia were not causing any trouble, they had taken Bumblebee and Spike away to watch a movie. The latter had been more shaken than injured, Megatron had only been interested in ensuring they didn't interfere with his kidnapping of Starscream. Despite the fact Ironhide and Chromia had no Sparklings, they had always taken young ones under their care and needless to say, Bumblebee and Spike were getting on just fine.

"Ratchet," came a voice and he turned to see First Aid standing there, looking very serious. "If there anything I can do?"

"No," Ratchet said with a sigh. "You get some rest First Aid, at least one Medic will have to be on duty at all times, I'll take the first watch. If any of them wake up, we need to be ready for it."

"Yes sir," First Aid said, glancing at the patients before obediently heading to his quarters, soon followed by Prowl who sighed as he did so. Red Alert had fallen into recharge, tears still trickling from his optics.

"At least he does as he's told," Ratchet grumbled under his breath, referring to his assistant.

At that moment, Optimus came into the room and beckoned to Ratchet who sighed and came over.

"Nothing's changed Prime," he told the Autobot leader softly.

"That is a pity but I wanted to discuss our options," Optimus said quietly. "Megatron might be out of action for now but that will not last."

Ratchet took the bridge of his nose between two fingers showing how tired he was. "Yes, but for now he will be busy with his... problem."

"That can be a problem for us as well," The leader stated. "He must be thinking that this is our fault and will want our sparks in revenge."

"I don't know, Optimus, knowing Megatron he will want to fix it before showing his face around again, or even trying to kidnap Starscream again; he can't hurt anyone like that anymore... unless he uses his port for everything," The medic chuckled.

But the statement didn't cause Optimus a reason to laugh, actually, after remembering what Starscream said about how Megatron fantasized with him about him the only thing he could think about the Decepticon leader doing to him was...

...he couldn't even think about it but since he already did it was too late to suppress a gag reflex which gained the medic's odd gaze.

"You okay Prime?" Ratchet prepared to scan the other.

"Yes, I am... was just thinking about what Megatron was capable of... urgh..." He couldn't help the last part.

Ratchet just shook his head watching how that knowledge of his rival's feelings towards him traumatized him.

"He won't be able to do...what he wants to do with you Prime," he assured his leader who only gave him a very rueful look.

"Megatron made it clear he doesn't care how we interface, as long as interface takes place," Optimus said with a heavy sigh. "Even if it were I dominating him, he would still enjoy ever astro second of it. But I'm not going to think about him for the moment. I need to concentrate on the Elite Trine."

"In what way?" Ratchet asked and Optimus explained.

"They wish to become Autobots but this transaction won't be easy. Most of the bots here have accepted Starscream but this is mostly due to how he's suffered. Even they can't bear to mistreat an enemy who has gone through so much, however, I do not know if this tolerance will transfer to Thundercracker and Skywarp. They have not been abused like Starscream has."

"I see what you mean," Ratchet said grimly.

"And it's not only them," Optimus said darkly. "I know there are humans who will not take kindly to Mechs who have previously tried to destroy them. They will likely demand the Trine be tried as War Criminals and be treated as such. The only question is, how many of them take this view?"

"Who knows but we should probably get onto that problem sooner than later," Ratchet advised. "If there's one thing I've learned about them, it's that they hate being kept in the dark, they see it as deceitful."

"We might be forced to put the Trine on probation to satisfy them," Optimus said with a nod. "Something I'd rather avoid but may be forced to employ."

"But their addition will be very useful for our cause, they are the elite trine and no matter what they did in the past, they are from our side now, Megatron just suffered a great blow when they deserted," The CMO added.

"I know, we all know, the only problem is that centuries of hatred will not change from night to day, no matter how good asset they are," Optimus sighed.

"Well.. at least Skywarp made a friend." Ratchet chuckled remembering the purple seeker's last act.

But even then it was not enough to lighten up Optimus' mood.

...

Skywarp POV

Everything was so dark and cold, he could hear his beloved mate screaming for help but could not see him even if he yelled to his attacker to leave him alone, but it had no use...

Suddenly he was the next target of the unseen monster and with agile hands this one reached for his codpiece and ripped it off revealing his dry and unprepared port.

"Frag you! Stay away from it you monster!" He yelled to no use as said monster thrust something thick, hard and hot in him making him scream in agony as he was ravished.

It hurt, hurt so much! He couldn't help but howl again and again before...

...it stopped...

And suddenly he could see again... but these were not his quarters, nor Starscream's.

Feeling little tickling hands over his torso he tried to fight his bounds only to see a white femme... correct that... a beautiful white femme playing with his parts.

"I hope I didn't scare you," She giggled as she straddled him.

"Uh... no, please continue... but no offense ma'am... I'm bonded."

She giggled again before impaling herself in his swollen and hard spike slowly before reaching bottom and start riding him.

He felt so lost in bliss that nothing mattered anymore as the little promiscuous femme worked him until he opened his optics and looked around only to see his mate and Starscream hanging from a wall, both seemed to be brutally tortured and now hung there dead.

Looking in horror at her again he could only stare as she changed her harmonic and beautiful shape into...

With a loud yelp Skywarp woke up and fell from the berth.

"Ahhhhh!" he screamed, thrashing around on the ground as lights came on.

"Warp...Warp!" came a voice and the next moment, he was wrapped in the safe arms of his beautiful mate.

"T-T...C?" Skywarp gasped out, nuzzling into him. "It's really you?"

"Of course, it's really me," Thundercracker said soothingly, rubbing his wings. "What happened, did you have a bad dream flux?"

"Yes," he said with a frantic nod. "I was being tortured...r-raped and y-you...you and Star were dead and...and..."

How could he explain that a beautiful white Femme had...ravished him. It sounded so stupid and the way she transformed into...Pit, he had no idea what had happened, she'd just morphed into a blur that he'd woken up from. He swallowed, he couldn't burden his mate with such silliness, not with Star. Star had gone through so much more, they should all be focusing on him.

"Hey," Thundercracker now said. "It's alright Warp, no one's going to hurt any of us."

"Megatron wants to," Skywarp said quietly. "You remember what he said he'd do to all of us?"

"I remember," the blue Seeker said gently. "But he's not going to do any of that to us...he can't."

This last part was said with a chuckle which made Skywarp smile slightly.

"Yeah, that will make stuff hard," he agreed. "But I'm still scared TC, Megatron's going to be coming for all of us and even if he can't frag us...it ain't gonna be pretty."

"You're right," Thundercracker said as he waved First Aid away who'd been approaching worriedly. "But we're together now and we know what Megatron's game is. We won't let him hurt any of us ever again, especially Star."

Skywarp nodded and glanced over at Skyfire who was sleeping near Starscream, hands entwined. A sedative had been slipped into the large Shuttle's drink to make him sleep so he hadn't woken during Skywarp's screaming. Skywarp was glad, the Shuttle needed his recharge after all he'd done for them, especially Starscream. If Skywarp could wish for anything right now, it was that Skyfire and Starscream would be able to Bond and live the rest of their lives happily.

But in this war...who knew how likely that was.

"I wonder if all the Autobots will accept us?" Skywarp whined against his mate's chest.

"Not all of them... but some will." The other reassured him as he caressed his helm.

"I will like them..." The purple one pointed to the sleeping twins. "To like us... just imagine all the pranks we could make together." A big dreamy grin appeared in his face.

Thundercracker however just shook his head and say nothing, after all, his mate was joking... right?

"And the things they can do in a berth... just imagine it!" He asked his mate.

"A prank?" The blue seeker hoped so.

"Nooo, silly... just imagine how it will be to interface those two..."

"I don't think they will be interested in that for a while, Warp."

"Oh... true..." Skywarp looked at them with pity before his face lightened up again. "So WE will help them to get over that trauma!"

Thundercracker's optics' widened not knowing how in Primus' name Skywarp could came with such ideas... and so fast!

"Hmmm... I love that idea... or maybe that old grumpy medic... I bet he knows what and where to touch to-"

"To make you scream in pain you pervert fragger!" Both seekers jumped as the CMO walked towards them; he obvuiously heard what they were talking about and THAT was not what he was expecting to hear once his conversation with Optimus was finished.

"Ratchet!" Skywarp greeted him. "Oh, hi Prime." He saluted the bigger tri coloured Mech that came behind his medic only to rush faster away from them and the med bay.

"Don't you Ratchet-me! What is wrong with all of you- you- YOU! That can't think in anything else but interfacing?!" The CMO barked completely forgetting his sleeping patients, one of them was Sunstreaker who frowned in sleep before his system started on-lining.

"Awww... nothing, just with you..." The purple flier teased ignoring his mate's warnings.

Ratchet frowned at him...

"I think I'll pass," he said grimly, "Megatron's recent activities have rather put me off."

This made Skywarp half frown, half pout.

"Interfacing's shouldn't be like that," he stated. "It should be fun...and maybe a bit kinky."

"Warp," Thundercracker said with a sigh as Sunstreaker began to wake up even more, whimpering.

"It should but not all bots follow that," Ratchet said, half turning as he heard Sunstreaker. "And here's the results..."

"Awww... but interfacing is fun... Star had fun when he did it with us... besides, we may help that gorgeous... golden... Mech to get over it... fast," Skywarp's fans kicked on.

"Don't you have a little decency in you?!" Ratchet rushed to the other hurrying to get the medicine ready for Sunstreaker, however, it proved difficult when you had a big, hot, handsome and aroused purple seeker just behind you.

"Come on... I'll make all your dreams come true..." Skywarp purred. Even if his dream was a nightmare, he had to admit that it turned him on and the fact that he fantasized with the CMO and twins didn't helped.

Ratchet started shaking with the syringe in hand; no one had ever showed this interest in him, never!

"Skywarp..." Thundercracker tried but was useless, his mate was all over the poor old CMO and it seemed that he wanted to do IT right there and right now. He just wondered how the other will reject the flier.

"Skywarp, I'm trying to treat a patient," Ratchet tried to snap but it was hard when Skywarp was practically up against his aft.

"Come on, you need looking after too," Skywarp purred into the Medic's audio, making the poor Mech tremble.

Thundercracker raised an optic brow, perhaps he was wrong.

"Anywhere you want," Skywarp offered, making his voice deep, a trick that always put Mechs in the right mood.

"I...Sunstreaker," Ratchet tried but Skywarp naturally had an answer.

"TC'll take care of that," Skywarp said, taking the syringe out of Ratchet's hand and holding it out for Thundercracker to take.

"I do have medical experience," Thundercracker assured the swallowing Medic.

"Right," Ratchet said before turning around, grabbing Skywarp and dragging the purple Seeker to his office, slamming the door behind him.

Thundercracker just stared the place the two disappeared before injecting the contents of the object into the feeding tube of Sunstreaker. The minibot immediately falling asleep again. Swoop, a medic in training and a Dinobot looked at the CMO's office door and smirked. The blue seeker supposed he will go with the gossip to his brothers soon.

He just wondered what his mate will do to the poor old mech. And Primus knows how long was the last time he interfaced because he was so grumpy. Luckily Skywarp will make the medic more... docile after this.

...

The CMO pushed Skywarp against his desk and started ravishing his mouth.

Skywarp didn't hesitated to kiss back as his hungry hands wandered all over Ratchet's body trying to bring the other to full arousal.

"Oh Primus," Ratchet gasped, he could barely believe he was doing this but if he was, he'd do it properly.

"You're hot," Skywarp whispered, feeling how aroused Ratchet was becoming. "So very hot."

"If we're doing this, we're doing it properly," growled Ratchet, shoving Skywarp down onto the desk and half climbing on him.

"Whatever you want," gasped Skywarp, Ratchet's hands were running all over him. And as he'd predicated, Ratchet knew exactly what and where to touch. "Oh yes...more...oh...OH!"

Ratchet growled, groping for Skywarp's cod piece and making a sound of satisfaction once he found it. Yanking it off, he immediately started teasing the interface equipment that he found there. Skywarp moaned loudly as everything was lovingly caressed before Ratchet became more aggressive.

"Primus," Skywarp gasped as he was stimulated so fast, he felt himself going hard but suspected he'd be receiving rather than giving.

And he was right as Ratchet pushed him against his desk and his finger traced the quivering rim of the very much wet port.

"Already so wet? I wonder if you seekers are creatures that live in heat..." The CMO released the gasping mouth to lick and suck on the now exposed neck.

"OH!" Skywarp cried out in pleasure, his port constricting against that single finger before another was pushed in. "Oh, doctor..." He mewled. "Help me... I've been so ill lately... my port can't stop leaking... help me..."

Ratchet watched as Skywarp rolled his hips to get more of his fingers in and moaned in need. "Don't worry my little patient, I'll heal you, I have the perfect medicine for you..."

Said that, another clicking sound was heard before removing his fingers; but before Skywarp could object about the lose in sensation, a hot, thick and hard spike impaled him fast and deep in one single thrust before the medic above started thrusting fast and hard into the welcoming heat.

"OOH!" Skywarp cried "YES! frag yes! More!"

Ratchet couldn't help but smile, if anyone looked in, it would look like they were filming a cheesy porno but for the moment he didn't care. Skywarp was offering and he was going to take full of advantage especially because of all the sexual abuse he was going to deal with for the next while. He wanted to remember that interface could be good, it could be welcomed by both partners and that above all, both of them could enjoy it.

"You want more?" he growled to Skywarp who nodded eagerly. "Are you sure, this is powerful medicine."

"Ooh, I need it doctor," Skywarp said with a frantic nod. "I've been so ill; I need you to take care of me."

"Then I'll give it to you," the Medic said before beginning to thrust into the Seeker who moaned and writhed.

Skywarp moved along with the one on top and took his head to crush it against his heated mouth in need of a burning and deep kiss, exploring the entire cavity of his now favorite medic.

Ratchet responded taking hold of the seeker's hips and slammed the other against his own making the powerful thrust went deeper against some deeper hidden sensors that made Skywarp to release the other's mouth and gasp with each inward thrust throwing his head back to receive more from the other. The medic smirked at the sight feeling how the little, tight port started giving some warning constrictions.

"S-so good! F-fffeels so good!" Skywarp moaned praising the other as the energy built into his abdomen, ready to explode and demanding for release.

"You're so hot!" The CMO barked in bliss before reaching for the exposed neck and bit him hard without being able to control his primal instincts anymore and a powerful overload, one he never felt in so long, assaulted him as his spike emptied his load into the welcoming heat of the Vossian.

Skywarp however when felt the delicious and particularly hard slide of a spike before a rush of hut cum felling him up was enough to trigger his own overload with a loud blissful scream, port clamping hard against the intruding member as if never wanting to let go when the other continuing thrusting erratically in him releasing until the last bittersweet droop in.

Both Mechs were left panting even if Ratchet was still bitting Skywarp's neck and some energon dripped from it.

"Ooo-oh Primus, doctor, your medicine was so... wild," Skywarp chuckled. "So intense that I think I've become an addict."

Ratchet then released his hold on the other's neck and looked down at his partner with a dreamy expression. "I don't want my patients to become addicts. You'll need to wait for your next dose." Said that and ignoring Skywarp's needing whines, he proceeded to remove himself from the other; however, when he looked down at his glistening spike being removed, their mixed fluids swept out from the port, crossing from Skywarp's aft onto the desk creating a pool that the CMO could not stop looking at.

And for his disgrace, his spike started re-hardening again. It didn't helped either that Skywarp constricted his port releasing more fluids and moved his hips un and down humping slowly and sensuously on nothing.

"Please, doctor," He moaned before positioning himself on hands and knees displaying his wet entrance that got his fluids running down his tights. "My port is still wet..." He then reached down and inserted two of his own fingers and started pumping them in and out as the seeker moaned and his wings rattled.

Ratchet just watched amazed as the other touched himself not really knowing where to start to ravish this offered beauty to him, a now hungry beast. Besides, he came too fast the first time, he wanted to enjoy it this time. It was so long since the last time that he could barely hold himself in...

...but this time it WILL be different.

"Come here, you," he said, sweeping things off his desk so that he could climb up as well.

Skywarp purred, still pumping his fingers in and out. Ratchet came up behind him but he didn't try to put his Spike in. Instead, he grabbed Skywarp's pumping hand and placed it on his Spike. Skywarp giggled and started to squeeze and massage the Medic's Spike while Ratchet skilfully rubbed his Port. With his free hand, he began to explore Skywarp's body more thoroughly, especially his wings.

In his mind, he named each and every part, describing how sensitive each bit was and acting accordingly. Whenever he touched and played with a really tender part, Skywarp's hand would constrict around the Spike, making Ratchet gasp out. Therefore, it became a game of how much he could touch Skywarp without causing the Seeker to squeeze too hard. It was a game he very much enjoyed, controlling the delicious Seeker below him while keeping him very much web.

"Doctor...I really need you," Skywarp gasped as his right wing was explored. "Please...I need your medicine...really badly."

"Have patience my little patient," Ratchet chuckled.

"Patience... that is something I wasn't created for... please... ooohhh..." His port releasing more lubricants in invitation that dripped by his legs onto the berth.

"Hmmm.. so wet and needy... my poor little patient... are you suffering?" The CMO reached down and licked at the wet entrance tasting the flavour of the flier.

"Yes doctor, I'm suffering, need you... soooo bad..."

Ratchet grinned as an idea crossed his processor. "Come here, I want you to know if my medicine is to your liking. Meanwhile, I want to watch you touch yourself."

"Yes, doctor, yes, anything you want." The seeker positioned in front of Ratchet's spike before suckling on the head and licking the entire length before swallowing it whole in his mouth as he also touched himself with his free hand.

"Ooooh... good patient, good little and obedient patient..." Ratchet moaned as he was engulfed by such glorious mouth; but he shouldn't lose his control, and the things Skywarp was doing to his member were making his self control to slip.

"L-let it go, is enough..." He panted. "Was it good?"

"Delicious, doctor..."

"Good...now, on the floor," Skywarp obeyed and Ratchet positioned behind him. "Remove your fingers..." both mechs were against the desk, this promised to be a hard one, even if Ratchet wanted to enjoy every second.

"Ready, my patient?" Ratchet questioned and Skywarp nodded, moaning in anticipation. "Then prepare yourself for your own special treatment."

"Yes doctor," Skywarp groaned before gasping as the hard Spike slid right into his Port, going in so easily that he was impaled before he knew it.

"Oh...OH...YES!" he half shrieked, bucking his body into the Spike that was deep inside him.

Chuckling, Ratchet purred.

"Like that?"

"Yeah," Skywarp mewed, wanting Ratchet to move and properly frag him.

"Good," Ratchet said, rolling his hips forwards into the Seeker who moaned happily.

He took hold of Skywarp's hips so he could control his thrusts, trying not to lose control like last time. For this interface, he wanted it to last as long as possible as it would be much more enjoyable for the both of them. He leaned forward and licked the back of Skywarp's neck, remembering that he'd need to take care of the bite mark later.

"Hmmmm..." Skywarp mewled as the bit mark was licked leaving some small tingles of pain that mixed with his intense pleasure comming from his interface. "Ohhh.. doctooooor... please... more..." he rolled his hips in need as the hard spike impaling him massaged gently his silken soft inner walls. It didn't helped either what the other was doing to his wings.

"No, no, my sweet patient; this medicine must be taken slow." Ratchet teased by slowly pulling out and gently pushing back in.

The wet sounds of their interface movements were muffled by Skywarp's needy moans and Ratchet's gasps. Skywarp then reached down and released his own spike and started stroking it with ine hand and with the other touched himself his own external node which caused his port to clamp down on Ratchet's spike.

"AH!" Ratchet cried out. "What did I said? Patience... It will reward you." Ratchet continued to slowly thrust and reached down to grip that spike.

"Hmm, you're so good," Skywarp mumbled, his wings twitching madly. "I never bothered asking Hook for help, he was too boring and not nearly as good looking as you."

"I'd like to think I'm much more professional than him," Ratchet said ruefully, gently squeezing while running his hand up and down Skywarp's Spike.

"Oh yeah...you're the most professional Medic I've ever met," Skywarp agreed. "Maybe...sometime...you could treat TC?"

"Mmm, maybe," Ratchet teased, still thrusting powerfully but slowly, enjoying the slow build-up of overload.

"Aww, come on, you'd love it," Skywarp said persuasively. "It could be your reward for taking care of me so well."

"My work rewards me," Ratchet murmured, kissing the place between Skywarp's wings making the Seeker cry out.

"Oooh, not that place," he gasped.

"This place?" Ratchat said slyly, kissing and nuzzling the place again as Skywarp moaned and squirmed madly.

"You're...you're going to make me overload," Skywarp protested as his sweet spot was mercilessly stimulated.

"No, you're going to hold it back," Ratchet commanded. "Doctors orders, Skywarp."

"A-aah!" The seeker moaned as a particular bundle of sensors was reached, plus what those sensitive medics' hands were doing to his spike, he felt like he died and went to the well of allsparks. "This just feels so goooood," He half mewled half moaned.

Ratchet just chuckled before roaming his hands all over the seeker's body before reaching for his handsome white face and touch those sweet delicious looking lips which caused Skywarp to lick at them.

The medic let out a low moan at the action caused by that licking and Skywarp heard, then he took the finger in his mouth and started licking and suckling on it with erotic and obscene movements which made the CMO to heat up faster and lose the notion of what he was doing down there. After all, a medic's hands are one of their most sensitive parts...

...and it seemed Skywarp just found out.

"Oh, doctor, harder, deeper..." Skywarp moaned between the fingers in his mouth and luckily for him, ratchet started losing it and started obeying him making the seeker coo in approval.

"Mmm, don't stop," Ratchet murmured in a long moan which Skywarp was happy to obey.

The Seeker rolled the digit around with his glossia, feeling all the slight grooves and slight sharp bits that indicated that this finger could transform into a tool. He loved it and promised himself he'd examine them more thoroughly another time, he wanted to visually and physically explore them. And be was sure Thundercracker would want to do the same; he was the 'medic' of their Trine.

Whenever one or more of them was banged up and the Med Bay was full, Thundercracker would take care of his Trine Mates injuries. And unless it was serious, he could often take care of his own making him more than just a competent solider. Skywarp loved it when his mate looked after him and it looked like this Autobot Medic was in some serious need of looking after.

Even if he had to kidnap him, Skywarp was going to bring Ratchet to his mate's quarters for some serious R and R. A handy phrase he'd picked up from watching human television. Those squishes were good for some things after all.

"Uh," he yelped as Ratchet thrust a little harder, he was really stimulating the Medic into performing.

Ratchet started thrusting frantically against the other and gravity made their mixed fluids to fall from between Skywarp's legs staining them, to the floor also leaving a heavy and sweet scent of their mixed copulating fluids that somehow turned them on even more.

Their moans and gasps intensified just as their movements and suddenly the world stopped existing for them as nothing else mattered but the pleasure of the moment, one enjoying the slide from the foreign spike, and the other the tight and wet welcoming heat.

"Yes, Ratchet, yes... more, more, I'm coming, yes, come with me, ooooh!"

Ratchet thrust faster and harder than before bouncing the seeker against his desk and sucking on a wingtip.

And finally, the inevitable came...overload.

It crashed into both of them, shooting through their bodies as their systems almost exploded with electrical energy. Both of them screamed with pleasure, their bodies bucking as they tried to ride out the overwhelming sensations they were experiencing. It seemed to go on forever but eventually, started to teeter out, leaving them shuddering with pleasure.

"Oh Primus," Ratchet panted as he collapsed on top of the sated Seeker. "That was..."

"Brilliant," Skywarp suggested, kissing Ratchet's hand. "You were wonderful doctor; I would recommend you to everyone."

"Don't you dare," Ratchet said tiredly, nuzzling his interface partner. "I'd never get a moment's peace."

"Oh... true... And I can't have my favourite doctor tired." Skywarp chuckled enjoying the feeling of the now soft spike in him and the warm frame on him.

"You always preferred your port?" The CMO asked tiredly.

"Yes, the sensations there are more... Intense... you can feel it in all of your body, not just your spike; I don't know how to explain it."

"I know what you mean..." Ratchet snuggled before the door of his office suddenly opened and Wheeljack entered.

"Ra-!" And watched the scene AND the two Mechs.. and the positions they found themselves in. "Ah... so-sorry..."" He closed the door after him leaving an embarrassed Ratchet and an amused Skywarp.

"And here I was going to ask him to join us." Skywarp said before... "OUCH! Hey!" Ratchet hit him on the head with a wrench.

"You're not dragging random bots into this," he said sternly. "Not everyone on base enjoys interface with strangers and some haven't even interfaced so you're not to grab just anyone and take them to your berth. Understand?"

"Alright, alright," Skywarp exclaimed, rubbing at his sore head with a pout. "I just thought he'd be fun to interface with."

"I wouldn't know," Ratchet said before stretching and sighing at the amount of lubricant and transfluid all over his desk and the floor. "Primus, this'll take a while..."

"It'll be fine," Skywarp assured him, whimpering with disappointment as Ratchet pulled out of him.

"Okay, that's enough fun, I need to get cleaned up and back on duty," Ratchet said briskly, getting to his feet with a slight wobble. "Come on, you should be resting with your mate."

"Awww, come on, doc, I think I need a little more... medicine..." Skywarp purred sliding his hand back to his port before inserting a finger and moaned softly.

Ratchet gulped before looking up and grab the seeker's hand and pull it away from his port.

"I said is enough! Now, go with your mate, I have to clean this up."

"You really ARE grumpy, doc, but don't worry, I'll take care of it and soon you will be-"

"Stop it!" Ratchet interrupted him. "I am the Chief Medical Officer, I can't waste my time like this, come on, enough fun for now!"

"Yessss... for now," Skywarp blinked an optic to him before leaving the CMO's office.

Ratchet sighed saving back his spike in his housing, which was not easy because after Skywarp's last show it seemed very eager to continue. But anyways, he had work to do.

...

Earlier,
Outside the CMO's office...

Wheeljack shut the door's office before staring everyone in the med bay; Swoop was looking at him and his very much flushed face that even if it was masked, the flush reached the corner of his optics.

"Me Swoop told you that him Ratchet busy."

The engineer's antennas sparked and without another word he ran away. Everything in his body screamed of embarrassment.

...

Later,
Outside the CMO's office...

Skywarp came out with a big grin and didn't even bothered to clean up the lubricants and transfruid that run freely from his port to his legs.

Thundercracker's optic's widened at the sight. "Warp!" And the purple seeker looked at him dreamily. Swoop chuckled and First Aid flushed.

"Hi TC," Skywarp said, sauntering over to his mate. "That doc's got some real good medicine."

"I'm sure," Thundercracker said dryly as First Aid turned away in an effort to hide his obvious blush. "But we'd better get you cleaned up before someone has an accident."

"Washroom there," Swoop said helpfully, pointing as Skywarp mewed.

"Come with me TC, help me get cleaned up."

The not so subtle wink indicated just how much cleaning was going to be involved Thundercracker sighed and shook his head in exasperated amusement.

"Alright Warp but we'd better not be too long."

He took his giggling mate's arm and lead him to the Washroom but not before the purple Seeker could call out.

"Say...is that Wheeljack single?"

First aid thought his processor was going to glitch and crash, just like Prowl's at the question of a questionable seeker in some kind of heat.

Thundercracker rolled his optics trying to pull his mate to the wash racks. "Come on, Warp."

"Him Wheeljack, single, him Wheeljack scares everyone because him explode things all time."

"Really...?" Skywarp purred as he was dragged by his mate. "Then I think I can-"

"Warp!" The blue seeker interrupted before the other continued, however, he DID continue.

"...blow his processor off."

Swoop cackled, his brothers will love to hear those news about their creator's possible new 'friend' and First Aid crashed right there. That made Thundercracker finally push Skywarp past the wash racks doors and close it.

Not being an unkind Mech, Swoop immediately went over to First Aid and scooped him up, depositing him on a berth. He checked him and made sure that he'd merely suffered a minor crash, nothing that needed to be treated. Since First Aid just needed to reboot, Swoop checked on the other patients.

Starscream was still sleeping along with Skyfire, both Mechs clearly needing it. Sunstreaker appeared to be recharging as well but Sideswipe was showing signs that he was beginning to wake up. Swoop grabbed a data pad with Sideswipe particulars and saw that if the red twin wanted to wake up, he should be allowed to. He had only suffered physical injuries and they would need his help with his twin's recovery.

There was a crash from Ratchet's office, followed by some cursing which made the Dinobot chuckle. Ratchet had needed that little 'session' with the purple Seeker but now it seem he was back to normal. And normal for Ratchet generally meant very grumpy.

"Uh...wha...," groaned Sideswipe as he started to come online.

"You Sideswipe okay," Swoop said softly. "And him Sunstreaker okay too, he with you."

"Sunny?" The red twin hoarsely moaned reaching for his golden brother. "How's he... Megatron! That fragging bastard! I'll kill him! I'll kill him!"

Swoop was slightly startled by the scene Sideswipe was making and waited for him to finish and tire himself.

Finally after a minute, the red twin seemed to grow tired and vented heavily, only then, Swoop dared to get close. "Him, Sunstreaker, OK, him needs rest and support, nothing else can be done."

"Kill Megatron!" Sideswipe exclaimed and Swoop shock his head.

"Him Megatron will have his punishment... sooner than you Sideswipe think."

Sideswipe frowned looking at the pterodactyl with a weird look. "You Sideswipe want sleep back?" He showed a syringe with a sedative.

"No, thanks, I'm ok..."

"Good. No enter wash racks, Mechs busy inside," The Dinobot added before turning and walked away.

"Oh, Sunny... I wish I was stronger... I didn't believed Starscream... until now." He casted down his gaze and took his twin's hand in his and caressed it against his face. "I just hope you recover soon so we can kick Decepticon's afts."

"You hear that Sunny?" he said earnestly, rubbing his twin's hand. "You're going to get better and we'll show them what happens when they mess with us."

Sunstreaker didn't reply, he continued to sleep but his spark was most definitely not at peace. Sideswipe's own Spark ached with sorrow for his brother's suffering, how he wished Megatron had merely beaten them both. Beatings they could handle, beatings were nothing; Sunny could have easily bounced back from that.

Instead, Megatron had sexually assaulted him, practically raping his twin. Sideswipe felt a rush of hatred towards the grey Mech and he swore, he would get revenge. And he would no longer look at Starscream like an interloper, no one deserved to have that done to them. From now on, he and Sunny would support the young Seeker with his integration into the Autobot rank.

He heard a crash and a growl before Ratchet came storming out of his office, throwing away a soiled cloth. Sideswipe frowned, what was that funny smell coming from the Medic's office. If he didn't know any better, he'd think it was...

"How you Ratchet feel now?" Swoop asked rather smugly.

The CMO watched his surroundings before glaring Swoop and take his wrench and wave it in a way of promising the Dinobot a painful reward.

"Me Swoop will say nothing... you Ratchet need bath, stink-" The Dinobot added before a wrench flied at a fast speed towards his head and hit him dead on sending the young medic to the ground moaning in pain.

Ratched growled menacingly towards him before hearing a giggle coming from a nearby berth. He turned with fury in the direction of said offending sound before seeing Sideswipe doing his best to keep his mirth in check, but it was getting useless as he watched the CMO's expressions and placed together the pieces of his current smell, First Aid's glitch and Swoop's words.

"So, Ratchet, you finally got some action down there?" The red twin teased with a big grin that the other wanted to erase but decided against it.

"So, Sideswipe, it seems you recovered your normal self; tell me how your brother is?"

The last words pronounced by the CMO were like a bucket of cold water being thrown at him as his grin and previous behaviour vanished.

"Hey! That wasn't necessary!" Skywarp shouted from his position against Thundercracker.

Ratchet turned to look at him and tell him something, but the purple seeker teleported just in front of him startling the old mech. "It seems you need to soften up a little more..." The flier teased reaching for the elder.

Behind him was Thundercracker rolling his optics.

"What are THEY doing here?!" Sideswipe questioned half frightened half angered.

Skywarp lifted his gaze from the old CMO towards the red twin and smirked. That look made Sideswipe flinch... and not just him but Ratchet as well.

Said smirk turned into a big and growing grin. "Hello there," He eyed the red one feeling his internals growing hot again and his wings rattle softly.

"What...what?" Sideswipe exclaimed, completely taken aback by this.

As Skywarp licked his lips, Thundercracker felt compelled to explain.

"We found out what happened to Starscream," he said softly. "We've left Megatron and the Decepticons, we want to become Autobots."

"You do?" Sideswipe said, completely flummoxed by this. After all, for so long he and his brother had played jet judo on these Seekers and now they were allies?

"You know," Skywarp suddenly said, hips swaying slightly as he sauntered over to the stupefied red Mech. "I always thought you guys were very passionate...for Autobots anyway."

He winked as he said.

"All those times you grabbed us and held on so tightly, you sure knew how to ride us."

Ratchet groaned, this surely couldn't end well. One way or another, he was bound to end up with a mess on his hands.

Sideswipe was baffled, couldn't believe what was happening... was this Mech offering him... no, he must be wrong... right?

"Ah... t-thank you?" he barely whispered as the black seeker fawned all over him from his position on the berth.

"I've heard what your brother went through, and... I'm willing to... help..." Skywarp purred seductively reaching for the petrified red twin's audio then nuzzle his flushed face.

Thundercracker's optic's widened and reached for his mate. "Warp! Not now, not with any of them!" he pointed to the twins.

"Awww.. .why not? He didn't say no."

Ratched face palmed his head wondering if indeed Skywarp was in some kind of heat before looking at Sideswipe who was frozen in his spot on the berth, his optics looking nowhere and his mouth slightly open.

"Oh no, look what you did!" Ratchet barked walking towards the red catatonic lambo and started to examine him.

"Don't worry, he'll be ok-" Skywarp tried.

"This definitely doesn't looks like OK!" The CMO interrupted him.

"Let me handle it to show you." the black seeker reached for the twin once he was out of his mate's grasp. Ratchet let him before walking away to reach to his cabinet for a syringe.

"What you said, red beauty? You think you can ride me out of the heat of battle?" The vossian whispered seductively against the red one's audio again and nuzzled his face again... and started stroking his tights!

As Skywarp was nuzzling Sideswipe face, Ratchet approached Thundercracker. "Why you can't control your mate?"

"Is better like this, Skywarp doesn't likes to be controlled, but doesn't likes to control either; he will be insufferable if we try to stop him; that Mech needs to reject him openly to get rid of him... and sometimes even that doesn't works."

Suddenly a loud yell was heard startling everyone. Then Sideswipe took hold of Skywarp's wings, gaining a yelp from said flier, and pulled him hard and pushed him against the floor with a series of twists and some fast movements that Thundercracker nor Ratchet could see properly; the thing gave as a result a pinned Skywarp on the floor with Sideswipe straddling him.

Skywarp just smirked at his captor. "I knew it- mhph!" Was all he could say as the red lambo crushed their mouths together and started humping at the flier's tights.

Ratchet and Thundercracker were shocked at the show with their jaws hanging open.

"How did...?" The CMO tried to ask.

"I... I don't know... he always does it... I still don't comprehend all his powers" The blue seeker answered watching his mate being ravished by the one atop him.

Finally the CMO shock his head from the stupor and barked at the two on the ground.

"Don't you frag dare! No one fornicates in MY med bay!"

The two Mechs stopped immediately looking at the medic as if they were two sparklings who were busted while trying to take some sweeties.

"That's the Hatchet," Sideswipe whispered the flier before a hard hit made him groan in pain. "Hey!"

"Let me kiss it better," Skywarp offered and the CMO growled again menacingly.

"You Ratchet fornicates in med bay," Swoop added before a wrench hit him hard on the head again successfully silencing him, except for his groans of pain.

"What an aim!" Skywarp purred to the CMO and the elder couldn't help but flush a little.

"I know," Sideswipe said with a grin. "No one can dodge him when he gets in a certain look in his optic."

Said optic was twitching as Ratchet glared at him before pointing at the berths.

"On them...Now!"

To his mild surprise, they obeyed except they climbed onto the same berth. Skywarp relaxed back with a sigh, saying.

"Thanks Ratch, this is much more comfortable on my wings."

Thundercracker smiled wryly as Ratchet made a sound of exasperation. Before he could object, Skywarp said.

"Trust me doc, this'll help. If he feels good, then Sunny will start to feel good, it'll speed up his recovery."

"Oh really?" Ratchet said suspiciously.

"Sure, it works if I'm down and feel TC's happy," Skywarp said lazily as he started to stroke and caress Sideswipe.

"So, Ratch, can we play? Please say yes." Sideswipe looked at the CMO with big pleading optics as he learned against Skywarp's caresses and caressed back.

The elder looked over Thundercracker who shrugged. "It may help his twin."

"Pleeeeeeeease..." Skywarp and Sideswipe begged in choir; both sets of red and blue optics looked at him pleadingly.

Ratchet sighed looking at the ceiling and asking Primus for help. What did he do to deserve this?

Author's note. What happens next, does Ratchet allow them to continue? What of Sunstreaker, Red Alert and Starscream, can they recover? Find out next time, until then.