Author's Note: I am so glad so many people like this story! I'm looking forwards to seeing Wheeljack get in some of his explosive action soon.
Disclaimer: Own nothing unfortunately.
Decepticon Warship, Vicious, Deep Space
Awareness was slowly to return to Wheeljack, his side throbbed slightly, the pain of the wound nothing more than an ache on the edge of his sensor net. It was clear he had been given something to numb his sensors, his mind seemed to drift in a sea of quiet bliss. Even though he knew every inch of his frame should be screaming in response to the damage inflicted and the fact that he was on his knee joints, his arms twisted back over his helm at an awkward angle that would be hell on his shoulder joints. Repairs had been done, that much he could tell.
His head lifted slightly, vision swimming in and out, his mouth filled with a heady sweetness, the trickle of something wet sliding down from the corner of his lips. Was that what had awakened him? It should have stung, the blow of an open palm against one cheekplate, yet, all he felt was that soothing numbness. Helm tipping back, he gazed into the violet optics of his Seeker, the mech's hand still held from where it showed it had been Thundercracker to deliver the blow, there was a spark of guilt and apology in those beautiful optics as they watched him, before they vanished an instant later as the medic moved away from him and he spied the others in the dank chamber that reminded him of too many similar brigs he had dwelled in at one point or another.
"The legendary Wheeljack." A blue and crimson Seeker prowled close to the doorways, fingers twitching and showing him that he was itching to get his hands on the bound Autobot. "Quite the prize…" Crimson optics flashed in Wheeljack's direction, showing a hunger to be the first to gain answers the old physical way.
"A prize that belongs only to me." Thundercracker's jaw clenched as he shifted again, his gaze narrowing angrily on the aptly named 'conehead'. "I captured him."
"Most impressive." A black seeker rumbled from against the wall beside the doorway. "I am surprised you…"
"Do not anger me, Trinemate." And this time there was a deep menace in the medic's voice, one that made Wheeljack re-evaluate his former prisoner with a new degree of respect. "You remember what happened to the last Seeker that challenged my authority." Lips turned upwards in a nasty little smile, violet optics darkening with threat. "And what happened to you when you betrayed me."
A shudder rippled along the length of the mech's frame, ruby optics darkening with remembered humiliation. "You haven't changed one bit, Thundercracker."
"Nor have you Skywarp." Sky blue wings lifted upwards, the tips vibrating with strong emotion, but it was not clear which. "How is that piece of flimsy software? Or did he abandoned your berth the moment he realised you could no longer…"
"Enough!" Skywarp bristled, his optics narrowing on his former Trinemate, knowing that he was playing with fire that was quite willing to burn him.
Wheeljack's optics widened ever so slightly, his gaze flickering to the beauty who had protected him, having a feeling he knew exactly what it was that Thundercracker disabled in retaliation for being betrayed by a lover. He could honestly say if he ever had a taste of that graceful frame again he wouldn't be a fool Skywarp clearly was. The taste of Thundercracker remained on his lips, spicy and all-consuming, he definitely wanted more.
"Still crippled."
Skywarp snarled something vicious at Thundercracker that just made the medic smirk in response, violet optics glimmering with a shadow of some emotion. Moments later Thrust vanished out the door behind the now enraged Skywarp leaving the two alone once more.
"Remind me to never make you angry." Wheeljack lifted his head slightly, only to shutter his optics in appreciation when two palms cupped his face and supported it, thumbs brushing over the tingling cheekplate which had been slapped.
"Clever bot." Thundercracker couldn't help a smile, his violet optics lighting up as if he had just been given the entire galaxy as a gift. "Sorry." He whispered, still caressing Wheeljack's cheekplate, a fingertip lingering over the scars around the mech's lips, feeling the heated air tickle across them with every gentle exhale. "I had to be convincing."
"Understandable." The Autobot Wrecker gazed up into that face and knew he would never again doubt this mech's words. His spark knew it was no trick, screamed that any doubts he had ever had about him had been severely misplaced. He was fascinated by this Seeker, by the many facets of his personality. What would it be like to spend every day with this mech?
"We are on the Decepticon Warship, Vicious." Thundercracker was dropping to his own knees before the Autobot, palm smoothing against badly scratched white armour. "I am currently the ranking officer on this ship, even Skywarp won't challenge me over possession of you. Thank Primus for some small mercies."
"What will happen to me?" One optical ridge lifted in question, though his lips quirked upwards at the corners, shifting a little uncomfortably as his joints were slowly starting to protest again as the numbness was seeping away.
"Are you aware of what usually happens to Autobot prisoners on Decepticon Warships?"
"I've heard the rumours." Though that had definitely caught his interest, his optics flickering over the beautiful face only a few feet from his own, his gaze drifting up along the length of one wing, watching it twitch in response to his gaze. "Spoils to the victor?"
"Exactly." The Seeker couldn't keep his hands off the Autobot, his fingertips stroking over broad shoulders, tracing along every scar and scratch, learning them and committing them to memory. "Mine." A fingertip tapped right over Wheeljack's spark, violet optics darkening with the first flickers of arousal.
A jolt of lust screamed through Wheeljack at the possessive look in that direct gaze, every part of him responding to those touches to the wild desire that flared through every part of his sensor net. "I do not like sharing." Wheeljack's jaw lifted, his shoulders twisting slightly so that he could sit up a little more properly even though the chains coiled around his wrists made the action awkward.
"Do you have any idea what it takes to fully sate a Seeker?" One blue optical ridge lifted in silent enquiry.
"I would enjoy the challenge of finding out." Even though some part of his mind was whispering that this was inappropriate, he ignored it with a grin on his face.
Standing, Thundercracker's expression went from playful to dangerous, gaze sharpening as his back straightened and he strode away from Wheeljack and to the doorway. Stepping through, his optics glinted as he regarded one of the Vehicons standing to one side of it. "Bring him to my quarters." His lips curved into a tiny smirk. "I have a feeling pain will not gain us anything from him."
As the Seeker strode down the corridor, he heard the two Vehicons enter the cell behind him.
Battle For Hydrax Plateau, Hydrax Plateau, The Rust Sea, Cybertron [Past]
The ground wouldn't stop shaking. Explosion after explosion tore through the entire installation, sending plumes of toxic smoke wafting high into the air, smothering the entire landscape in a thick blanket of black. Battle cries echoed off the shattered towers and rendered metal, adding to the chaos as the Wreckers continued their assault on the Decepticon Hydrax Spaceport.
Amongst the swirling debris, a single Seeker dragged a badly charred body through the wreckage, until tumbling back into a deep trench created by one of the heavy mounted laser cannons that had scarred the battlefield before the massive collapse of several of the buildings. Long wings were slashed and twisted painfully, yet the soot blackened mech continued to drag the wounded Autobot deeper into the shelter of the wreckage.
Finally letting the mech sag down onto the ground, he was down on his knee joints, his hands pulling at stinging hot armour that still smoked from the brunt of the blast the mech's face and chassis had taken from a magnesium round. Flinging the shreds of armour aside, he was quickly assessing the damage, his violet optics catching a glimpse of the brilliant spark glittering from within the shrapnel damaged spark casing.
Energon seeped out from everywhere, where hot metal fragments had seared through vital fuel lines. Every inch of Thundercracker's arms was spattered with droplets of fluid, warm and sticky, leaking out across his fingers. The spark flickered, the brilliant blue having faded into a weakened grey, pulsing rapidly, the fuelpump was labouring to push what fluids remained around the blasted open body.
A sickening gurgle escaped the mech's vocals, badly damaged optics flickering dimly up at him, the light fading away once… twice…
"Don't you fragging dare!" Thundercracker shouted at the mech, wincing before his entire servo slipped into the mech's chassis, components protesting the invasion, as his fingers closed around the labouring fuelpump. Squeezing it slowly, he forced connections between his own systems and that of his patient, forcing the metal organ to slow, to ease pressure behind the leakage.
Lips parted, a sound escaping a whisper, the shivering slipping out of those limps as they began to droop limply onto the ground, blue optics almost completely grey beneath all the damage that had been done to the mech's face.
The precious spark was fading too rapidly. Thundercracker couldn't spot weld the leaks fast enough to keep the energon flowing to shrieking systems, the mech was going into shock.
"NO!"
Just as the first of the Decepticon bombs slammed into the ground just a few yards from their hiding place, Thundercracker threw himself over the body of the Autobot known as Wheeljack. His frame coiling around the Autobot, his own battered armour was parting, spark vibrating as it was soon being introduced to that of the Autobot beneath him who had grown completely still. As the spark lifted itself from the shattered frame it struck right up against Thundercracker's, the Seeker's spark forcing the Autobot's to remain.
"Coward!" The violet optics glared down into the face of the mech beneath him, his hands moving over every inch of that frame, repairing what he could, refusing to let this one die. "You coward. Running away."
Thundercracker's entire body suddenly jerked as his optics widened and he gasped for air, his entire frame shaking as he dropped forwards, his fingers curling slightly while that spark slipped into his own, merging without hesitation. Intimate connections were forged between them, the Seeker allowing the Autobot to take what he needed, energon flowed through uncoiled microscopic fuel lines.
Memory files fluttered across his consciousness, faces unfamiliar to him… emotions… so many things tumbling over and over one another. For a moment he caught the glimpse of vibrant blue optics staring at him, a handsome face reflecting a determination that touched something within the Seeker, marking him as nothing else ever could. A wash of something so intimate it was almost painful coiled around both of them, heat and ecstasy waiting to be unleashed.
"Oh… Primus…" He whimpered, his helm dropping to rest against the curve of the mech's throat. Heat spiralled up through his systems, burning him from the inside out with a surprising flash of pleasure. Thundercracker didn't even realise for long spark beats that arms had coiled around him, gripping him weakly and cradling him closer.
"My… guardian…" Wheeljack's voice was rough and brittle, but held a hint of wonder as blue optics gazed down into violet for one astrosecond. "Primus… must exist… if he sent you… to me."
The Seeker's mouth opened once, no sound emerging at the unconscious praise he had just been given. "Don't try to speak." He whispered softly, hands tenderly capturing the mech's badly damaged face. Fingertips stroked across the undamaged portions of the mech's facial plates, hoping to sooth him if he could. "Just conserve your strength."
"You… do exist…" Wheeljack's head lightly dropped back, his head turning, split lips touching against one palm, kissing him lightly. "I… searched…"
"What?" He had never before met this mech, of that Thundercracker was certain, there was no memory file that shimmered in his mind that even hinted… Their foreheads touched ever so gently, their optics meeting. "We have never met."
"I know… but…"
The mech's chassis lifted and fell beneath Thundercracker's own, their sparks merging together, brushing and caressing softly, sending out flares of pleasure skittering through both of them, helping to dull the Autobot's pain as Thundercracker had no more sedatives or anything left to offer but himself.
"Been… looking… for you…"
"JACKIE!" A bellow rang out from somewhere in the shadows of the trench, heavy pedes were charging right for them. "I'm coming buddy!"
"Shhh." Thundercracker dipped his head and their lips brushed softly, the kiss was too sweet, energon lingering on the Seeker's lips. Forcing his spark to withdraw from the merge, he trembled at the loss, knowing that with their parting he would be loosing something that could never be replaced.
Wheeljack struggled to lift his arms again as it flopped to the side as his guardian drew away from him, a cry of despair ringing from the Wrecker's lips. "No, don't leave…" But his fingers grasped air as his armour slipped back over his spark again, the new energy and energon surging through his components thanks to the mech who had risked his spark to save him.
"Wheeljack." The mech swallowed hard at the sound of that name from his own lips, wanting nothing more than to return to his side as he retreated, hearing the sound of those heavy pedes coming closer. It was safe enough to leave the now fully conscious Autobot to his teammate. "Stay safe, my Spark."
The white Autobot's fingers managed to catch around slender ones, holding on for several moments attempting to memorise every part of the blurry image before his damaged optics. Those digits however slipped out of his grasp, his hand stretching out again but only grasped air. "No!"
The Seeker fled, knowing he had no other choice as Bulkhead came to a halt at his friend side only to hear the mech's howl of utter despair that made tears slide down Thundercracker's cheekplates to know he had just left behind something that had so deeply completed him.
Decepticon Warship, Vicious, Deep Space
Thundercracker watched the slow rise and fall of Wheeljack's chassis, hearing the soft sounds of his systems as they continued on during the mech's recharge cycle. Hand reaching out, his fingertips brushed against one cheekplate and let out a soft sigh, his spark fluttering wildly within him. "You're here." It was a hushed whisper that escaped him, the mech swallowing convulsively around the lump that seemed to be forming in the back of his vocals. "Jax."
The large Wrecker rolled onto his side, his face tipping up into the warm contact, nuzzling against the Seeker's palm. Optics drifted half open and a smile immediately came to his lips at the sight of Thundercracker. "…Beautiful…"
"You should try to get a little more recharge." The wound had been deep, something that had left the medic a touch panicked over, thankful that he had had long enough to seal it properly and finally repair completely the moment the white Autobot had been dumped across his berth and the door locked behind the two snickering Vehicons.
"Its been a long time since someone called me that." Memory files swirled on the edges of his mind, teasing him a little with just how close he was to working out the mystery. "Not since near the beginning of the war."
"Jackie?" Wheeljack gazed up into the haunted blue optics of his fellow Wrecker as Bulkhead leaned over him. "By the Pit… What did they do to you?"
Sprawled on his back, his chassis freed of its armour to reveal energon streaked internals and a deep wound in one side where a magnesium round had burned right through his frame and where the hand of a medic had helped coax his fuelpump into continuing to beat. His armour was still warm and sensitive from the warm weight of his saviour, his spark beating wildly, demanding the return of its other half.
His head flopped to one side, gazing after the retreating Seeker, his lips parting as a sound escaped him, his hand stretching out again towards the blur that had been his Primus-sent Guardian.
"I'll slag the fraggers who did this to you, I swear it."
"You." The word escaped him as his blue optics widened and he reached out and caught Thundercracker's wrist, preventing the medic from backing away from him. Shifting to sit up, he tugged the mech down onto the edge of the bed so that their faces were level. "It was you that day. The battle for the Hydrax Plateau. I thought I had imagined you, the medics were amazed I was still functioning when I was brought in, some suspected I had been treated by a medic. It was that which prevented my death that day." In those first battles he had been untested in true combat and he had learnt just how much punishment his frame could take.
"…I…" Thundercracker actually retreated, but Wheeljack held fast. "Wheeljack, please let go."
"Not this time." He was just as stubborn as Thundercracker, his fingers tugged on that wrist until it lifted up and his mouth traced a slow circle against the medic's sensitive palm, glossa tracing along every seam.
A shiver flickered up along Thundercracker's spinal plating, his lips parting as he attempted to draw in cool air once more. Yet, every touch was like fire along his sensor nodes, intense and washing through him like no other touch ever had. Skywarp had never compared to this, no matter how much Thundercracker had wanted it to, it had never sparked the same heat deep within him, the need to be entwined with this battle hardened warrior was overwhelming.
"I have searched every star, every planet looking for you." He had found paradise once, tasted its splendour and he would never again lose it. The Autobot would have rather have his spark extinguish then lose this mech. "I have always continued to search… desperate for what we had for such a brief moment. You said it before, I belong to you."
"Wheeljack." Utter surrender was what this mech wanted from him, he knew one taste, just one more kiss and there would be no more escaping the electrifying connection forged between them. "I…"
Strong arms coiled around Thundercracker's body, drawing the mech into his lap and slanting his mouth down across the protesting one, swallowing every sound that wanted to escape. Glossa sweeping along the part of those lips, he teased and taunted with slow licks until they parted and he devoured every inch given to him. His hands pressed palm down against warm spinal plating and lifted upwards, tracing every spinal plate until he reached where the beautiful wings joined the mech's back. Fingers spreading, his thumbs dipped beneath and rubbed upwards, a moan of pleasure had the blue mech melting helplessly into the strong arms the surrounded him.
Head tipping to the side, he whispered. "I'm going to make you forget every other that has touched you. I will sear away any memory you have of them, I will be all you know, all you remember."
Suddenly the doors hissed open and Skywarp strode right in, halting the moment he caught sight of the two mechs half tangled together on the berth, his mouth half opened as if to say something.
Instantly Wheeljack was dropping Thundercracker gently onto the berth behind him, coming up into a crouch and reached back for his swords, only to remember they were still in the Seeker's possession. His jaw clenched, lips peeling back in a silent snarl as he prepared himself to defend his Seeker from the black mech when a pair of arms suddenly coiled around him, restraining him, before he could lash out.
"Don't." Thundercracker whispered against Wheeljack's audio, dropping a soft kiss against one finial.
"Well I'll be fragged silly." Skywarp actually grinned, leaning one shoulder against the doorframe and regarded the two on the berth with a flash of bemusement. "So this is what you've been pining for, Thunder. I have to commend your choice." Crimson optics swept the length of Wheeljack's frame for a moment before his grin turned into something more interested.
"Warp!"
The black mech lifted both hands to defend himself against Thundercracker's indignant snarl. "Hey, I tried to wait long enough so I didn't interrupt anything." One optical ridge lifted in bemusement. "Let me guess, you just finally were going to get to the good part?"
"Primus save me from his sense of what he considers humour." His voice was soft against Wheeljack's audio, while he slowly relaxed his hold around the powerful Wrecker.
"'Nother one of yours? Dark Guard?" The Autobot's jaw worked as he regarded Skywarp, clearly not pleased at all over the fact the mech was giving Thundercracker a rather heated once over. "Another charade?"
"Mostly." Crossing his arms across his chassis, Skywarp pressed his lips together and considered Wheeljack. "What he said about… crippling me was true. If you're going to jump him, Autobot, I suggest you don't play with any other at the same time. Medics make the best lovers and the worst enemies."
"Skywarp."
"Alright, alright." Skywarp huffed softly, though he was still grinning at the pair. "I've got what you wanted, Thundercracker. I still say it's a waste blowing this ship up… but I'm not going to say no to some good fireworks."
At Wheeljack's enquiring look, the medic flushed slightly, resting his face into the back of the Wrecker's shoulder, body fitting between the mech's doorwings. "It is my intention of rigging explosives on this vessel when it reaches Earth orbit to prevent any of the troops on board being deployed on Earth to reinforce the Nemesis. I know this class of vessel… Skywarp can teleport the explosives into the right sections when we get the chance…"
"But it would be good if there was a distraction." Skywarp's optics dropped to meet the cool thoughtful blue of the Autobot. "If you don't mind playing it."
The Wrecker's lips turned upwards as he glanced between the two Seekers. "Just tell me where and when and I'll do the rest."
I rather like Skywarp. He's an interesting character and I really do feel like maybe making Wheeljack just a little jealous about Thundercracker and Skywarp's past. I'm tempted to write another chapter for this or the first chapter for SoundwaveXBlaster tomorrow XD Who knows!
