The Heat is All Around

Chapter title: Now go Interface with Someone!
Author: Lover-of-all-Pairings
Pairings: Cliffjumper/?
Ratings: M
Warnings: Interfacing in here! Cursing (In Cybertronian)
A/N: Okay, I know I said I was going to do this after Christmas only because I was going on a holiday, but I found out that the family are coming to my house, so now I got lots more time to write this. I decided to do the Autobots in this chapter, so the Decepticons will be in the next one. Don't worry, I am going to be writing both Decepticon and Autobot equally. So you get to see what's happening on each side. Also, this chapter is longer then the last one, the way I want them to be.

Again if anyone want's me to put two or more characters together, just ask and I will see what I can do. I have also written (To try out) all the names of the Transformers on little pieces of paper, put them in a box and shake it, then pulled them out two at a time. The two pulled out, are going to be paired up. I would like to see how well I can put two bots that are different from another together (I hope I am okay at it). I'm sure it's going to be fun, trying to put bots together, oh we will see how I go. The first pairing is Cliffjumper and... Read to find out! But I will use the ideas others have given.

I am going to put this pair together someone asked, but they would be missing someone, I hope it is good enough. Oh and also about the 'non-sparking code'... don't ask where it came from, I had no idea what to call the coding, so I called it that. Not the best name I could come up with, but it will do. Anyways, enjoy reading and also, thanks for those who have followed, favored and reviewed!:D

Prowl lay on his berth, his fans still whirling fast and the heat in his body never going away, he was not getting any recharge tonight. The SIC groaned. But he wasn't really worried about the growing heat much anymore, what really interested him was how Ratchet told him to get rid of his virus; by interfacing. Why would he ask that? How could interfacing help get rid of a virus, wouldn't that just heat his body more, interfacing was a very... physical activity. And also, what is a heat cycle?

Maybe they call his virus a heat cycle, the interfacing made no sense. But him being overheated did, that's why he's so hot, other words related to heat in a dictionary mean; hotness, warmth, fervor. I guess he could call it a fervor, if he was human. And cycle was like; a period of time, a cycle. So it made sense to call his virus a heat cycle. But when he looks up the words together... Oh, well he really didn't expect this, the words was used for dogs, females to be exact. When female dogs are ready to mate and create their young.

He sure hoped that's not Ratchet was referring to, when he said the he was in heat cycle. That would be awkward, to walk around like a dog on heat, and also a conversation he didn't want to have. But it made sense now, why Ratchet asked him to interface with someone, but he didn't want sparklings yet, they were still in a war. And it also kinda explained the urges he has, maybe to interface with someone. But that still didn't feel right, he wanted to do something more.

He didn't even know that Cybertronians went through this, he just thought you got sparked when you wanted to. Well he didn't really go to a school to learn about this stuff, so that could be the reason why he had no idea of this stuff. He should have begged his carrier to let him go to school like the rest, but his carrier always told him it was too dangerous. Always said to him that others were after them.

His thoughts were interrupted by someone calling him through his com link.

::Prowl! I need to see you in my medbay, Now!:: The grumpy voice of Ratchet called through, was he still angry about the SIC going to him in the middle of the night. Prowl knew it was late and the CMO was most likely tired, but he was hot and aching for no reason, but he was worried something was really wrong with him.

::Yes Ratchet. I'll be on my way.:: Prowl replied and turned of his com link.

The SIC sighed, and lifted himself off the berth. Finally Ratchet might be able to tell him something, he has been waiting all night. He quickly made his way out the door and down to the medbays, he really wanted to know what was going on.

Ratchet stood in the medbay, preparing for Prowl when he arrives. Optimus has asked him to give all the bots in heat the non-sparking code, Optimus didn't think it was safe yet, as there was still Decepticons that would and will take advantage of the situation. So he was also getting all the coding ready and the scanners he will be using to scan the bots, only to see what their body is doing, and to see if anything is changing for the heat. Also during the check up, he was going to ask questions like; if they have felt any aches lately or if they have been tired or hungry lately. The usual questions you ask someone who are going into heat.

He has already prepared First Aid too, told him how to check and tell if someone is already or going onto their heat cycle, he was a little shy and embarrassed as he hasn't had his heat cycle yet and won't for a while. He knew Wheeljack and Proceptor knew what to do, as they have done this before... on Cybertron. That thought made Ratchet sigh, he missed home greatly. But now was not the time to mourn the loss of their home.

But first he would need to check Prowl first, but one thing disturbed him. How could Prowl not know what a heat cycle is, even if this was his first, you still learned about them, so you were prepared for when you got them. But the SIC knew nothing and seemed shocked when he told Prowl to interface, that was what your supposed to do. Unless you wanted to self-serve the whole time, which was not satisfying. He sighed again, he guessed it was a good enough time to call Prowl in and fin a few things out, he didn't want Prowl to think he was violated because some mech couldn't control themselves.

::Prowl! I need to see you in my medbay, Now!:: He grumbled through.

The cold voice of the SIC called back ::Yes Ratchet. I'll be on my way.:: He still sounded like he was dying. Dear Primus, a heat cycle isn't that bad.

Ratchet waited awhile in the medbay for Prowl, and also made sure that Wheeljack and the other two was out. He didn't want them to make Prowl nervous, even if he didn't show it. Also First Aid might not have much control of himself.

The medbay door swung open when Prowl strode through them, and closed quickly behind him too. Ratchet was waiting near a berth and he asked Prowl to sit down.

"Have you found out what is wrong with me." Prowl asked stiffly, though he was nervous in side. Ratchet nodded, he froze for a bit when Prowl's unknowing sent hit him. The CMO shook his head and turned to the black and white mech "No and Yes, I haven't found anything wrong with you, but I know why your heated up."

"And?" Prowl tilted his head in question. Of course he was the only bot Ratchet knew that could keep their heat cycle hidden from view, just the scent could hint that he was in heat.

"You are on your heat cycle." Ratchet stated in a growl, a bit jealous that Prowl could hide his heat, unlike many who can't. But he pushed it down and vented to calm down.

"And what is this... heat cycle?" Prowl spat out.

But on the other hand, you couldn't really control your emotions when on a heat cycle. Which made Ratchet smirk and replied with much joy "It's when a bot is ready to be sparked." his voice smug.

Prowl spluttered, his optics widening. He most likely hoped Ratchet didn't tell him that "But... we don't... how could this... just... HOW?"

The CMO chuckled inwardly "Well as you should know, all bots have this programming. It starts when it thinks you are ready to create, makes you hot and send out a sent that allures others in. It goes on for about 2-6 days or longer if unlucky" Ratchet snickered at Optimus expense.

"But What makes it start? How do you get rid of it? When did it come about?..." Prowl would have went on, if the medic didn't stop him.

"Prowl, stop. It is just in our programming, that has been their since we were created and no one made it. You can't remove it and the only time you can stop it is if you get sparked, as that is why we have the programming in the first place." the red and white mech said with boredom in his voice, like he has gone over this a million time, which he has.

Prowl went to ask something else when Ratchet asked "Do you want me to give you code that stops you from getting sparked?" A nod from the Praxian made Ratchet get to work.

After a few minutes in silence the medic asked a question "Prowl, why don't you know of heat cycles?"

"I never went to school long enough to learn about them, my carrier and I was always running from someone. told me that he would find us if I went to a school." Prowl replied.

"well ten why didn't your carrier tell you of them?" Ratchet was almost finished the installing of the heat cycle. Prowl sat there in though and continued "My carrier died when I was still young, I don't think I was old enough to learn of something like this. Maybe she though someone else would have told me about it."

Ratchet nodded and asked one last question "Where did you go when your carrier died, did you find out what happen?"

"I lived on the streets, until enforcers found me and took me in, the only reason they let me join them was because they found out that I had a battle computer and logic processor. Used me you could say. I never found who was after us or who killed my carrier." Prowl finished.

The red and white bot nodded That makes sense, I guess the war started soon after you joined the enforcers. After the war started, less and less bots got heat cycles, until it stopped all together. The programming deeming it not safe to create."

Then the rest of the time was spent in silence, when Ratchet was done he let Prowl go with a few last words "Now you can go interface with anyone you like, I'm sure they won't reject you."

Ratchet sighed and chuckled, bots heat cycles were starting, the war should end soon. It would be great to see the younger generation of transformers. "Now it's time to call Red Alert to tell the others that they are due for check ups. This is going to be fun!" He couldn't remember the last time e checked a bot for their heat cycle.

A red mini bot sat on their berth, repeating events that happen last night and the results that happen from that night, in his head over and over again. He knew this was going to happen, but noooo... he didn't want to go to the medic about it, he thought he could deal with it and go to Ratchet in the morning. Well, look what happens when you don't.

It started a few days ago, he had aches and he was a lot more tired. He just though he worked too hard, but really, he knew that his systems were getting ready. Then, just last night, his systems heated up. Making him groan and roll around all over his berth, he was lucky he didn't wake his room-mate. That would be awkward to tell them your heat cycle just started and he knew it would.

He knew this would happen, because it has happen before, and he didn't listen then either, when was he going to learn. But that's not all, no, of course not. He decided it would be a good idea to just go to the wash racks to cool down, and then go back to get some rest. But that didn't happen as he was interrupted be someone walking through the door. They would have smelt his heat as soon as they got in because after that, he had one of the best interfaces of his life. But that short amazing time stopped when after they finished having a good time and he got a look at who he interfaced with.

Primus, he didn't think he could run so fast out that door. Now he sat in his shared room complaining about what happen, because that isn't the only thing that came up. when he arrived back to his room, still his room-mate recharged away. He found out something else that he knew was going to make a bad name for himself, he showed all the signs. The heat that is gone, and how he felt better, except for his dinner all over the floor. It never ends.

What would he tell Ratchet? He had his heat cycle in the middle of the night and decided to get caught - unintentionally - in the wash rack by some mech and then get sparked by him. That wouldn't do.

He knew this was bad, well not all of it, but most. The interfacing was good, it was amazing and he wouldn't mind doing it again. But that would not go so well with the other bot. But all the rest was bad, going into heat and getting sparked. The interfacing not so much, he could defiantly do it again.

-{Flashback Starts}-

Cliffjumper stood in the wash racks, the cold-ish water run down his back, cooling him somewhat. He sighed and rubbed his hands over his body, trying to spread the cold water all over him. It was late at night so no one should come down here. He would be safe for a while and go to Ratchet later.

But his hopes were smashed when he heard the wash rack doors open. Frozen to the spot, silence was the only thing heard by both of them, he had hoped that the water would wash away his sent, but then he was dreaming of impossible things. Then a growl was heard and heavy footsteps drew near, his spark beat faster as the bot drew closer.

Until they stopped and he could feel the other bot venting over him, he went to turn around and calm the other. But then his front was slammed against the wall, the water still pouring over both of them. He felt the others lips attach to his neck cables, kissing and biting at the cables. The red mini bot moaned, and wiggled in the others grasp. All he knew of the other was that he saw a flash of yellow, which indicated that the other bot had yellow on them.

He felt a hand move down his back slowly, when it reached his aft, it gave a tight squeeze which made him moan. The mech behind him still kissed and bite at his neck and moved his hand lower down until it touched his crotch plate, making Cliffjumper jump and cry out. Why wasn't he stopping this, he knew what would happen if it went to far. the other mech obviously had no control anymore and doing what his basic programming tell him. But he still had little control, that kept slipping the more he did nothing.

The other mech rubbed at the joint between his inner thigh and crotch, which triggered Cliffjumpers panel to open. His valve wet and dripping, but not enough that someone could enter him, that would only hurt. He moaned when a finger entered him slowly, pumping in and out at a slow, steady pace. Sill crushed against the wall he flung his head back and cried out when another finger was added.

There was no turning back now, he was far too gone in the pleasure the other was his fans turned on, trying to cool down his way overheated body, which kept rising in temperature. He closed his optics, whimper and moans escaped him as the other mech pumped their fingers in and out of his valve, slowly adding more.

Then hearing the other mech panel open made him moan, how he wanted a spike to fill him right now and he would beg for if he has to. Cliffjumper felt the fingers leave his valve, dripping with his fluids. Now his valve felt empty and that wasn't what he wanted, he whimpered at the lost, hearing the other mech chuckle.

"What do you want?" The voice was rough, and he said it in a near whisper, making it difficult to recognize who the voice belonged to.

When nothing entered his valve he growled and said "Just frag me! I need you to just frag me, I have felt like this all night and I just want something in my valve!"

The mech chuckled and thrust in the red mini bot hard.

-{Flashback End}-

After that, Cliffjumper couldn't remember much else, he was really far gone in the pleasure. Only images and a few sounds like moans and screams for more, the growls and grunts from the other and a few overloads. What really annoyed him is that he saw yellow and then a spark, after that, just a full-blown pleasure, feelings and memories that were not his. He knew now that it was a sparkbond. After they finished and were done, Cliffjumper lay there for a while until he looked to see who he interfaced with, seeing who it was made him clean himself off and leave that wash rack real quick.

And that scared him the most. Him interfacing with the other mech would have riled him up, but the intention of the other interfacing was to help him build the sparklings body. The transfluid the other had entered through his valve and into his gestural chamber, the transfluid carried little bots that are nanites, he carried them too, but the other parent also gave some for the help of creating the sparkling. They only acted and start building the body when the one that is going to be the carrier, gets sparked, through a sparkbond or merge others call it. The sparkling being created didn't take long and would be ready to be emerged in around 8-10 days, their bodies were much faster in creating then the humans, would he hate to be a human.

They aren't creating a bond between them, they would have to hold their sparks together much longer and also they would have to have the intention of wanting a bond. So he doesn't have a bond with the other mech, just the sparkling that he helped create. Wouldn't it go well telling him that he was going to be a father, they didn't even like each other, most likely, hated each other. Wasn't this going to go well.

Then the voice of Red Alert yelled over the inter com ::All bots off duty are to go to the medbay for a check up! Repeat! All bots off duty are to go to the medbay for a checkup!::

A grumble escaped Cliffjumper, this was not going to go well with Ratchet, at all. He looked to see his room-mate sitting up with dazed optics "Come on Bee, we have to go to the medbay." Cliffjumper growled out.

Bumblebee looked to his room mate "What's wrong, didn't you get woken up." He asked in a curious voice, not wanting to anger the red min bot.

"No, I was already awake." Cliffjumper replied "Now hurry and get up, we have to go!" Bumblebee nodded and quickly followed after Cliffjumper.

The red min bot thought that it was best to get this over now, rather than later. But there was no way he was going to tell who the sire is.

A yellow mech lay on the floor, coming out of recharge slowly. He heard the voice of someone he knew, but couldn't tell who. he moaned when they said his name again.

"Sunny, come on sunshine. We have to go!" Suddenly two figures were seen, one red and the other black and grey. "Come on, I know your waking up!"

The yellow mech groaned and pushed himself up into a seated position "Finally, your up! Thought you would be there all day!" The yellow mech looked at the red bot with daze optics, but they cleared to show his brother and his brother's lover "What do you want?" The mech that was woken growled.

"Aww, don't be like that, me n' Blue decided to check one you. You never showed last night." Sideswipe, the red mech said with a grin "Not that I cared, because we had the whole room to ourselves, didn't we Blue?" wrapping an arm around his lover and giving him a kiss, made Bluestreak, Sideswipe's lover giggle.

Sunstreaker rolled his optics "I don't care what you were doing to Bluestreak last night!"

"Well, it was great and it looks like you had a good time too!" Sideswipe gestured to his brother's body. Sunstreaker looked down to see his paint scratched and had red paint all over it, even dried transfluid on him. The yellow mech growled and stood up quickly, moving to clean himself up. "Well Sunny? Who was it?"

Sunstreaker just growled and ignored him, continuing to clean himself. "What, you don't know?" When Sunstreaker said nothing, Sideswipe laughed "Was it that good, you don't even remember who you interfaced with?" A chuckle from Bluestreak made the yellow mech grunt.

"Well anyways, came to tell you that everyone that isn't on duty has to go to the medbay for a check up, I am going later, because I have duty soon, but you are not." Sunstreaker just grunted "Well, Okay. Bye Sunny, Tell how it goes, and have fun" Sideswipe laughed as he left with Bluestreak to go on a shift. Sunstreaker just continued cleaning and when he was done, he switched the water off and made his way to the medbay.

He would really like to know himself on who he interfaced with last night, but that would have to wait.

A/N: Well, that was my first time writing that, I hope it was good... enough. Did you see that pairing coming, I didn't when I pulled them out of the box, lol. It wasn't too hard to write, I could have done better writing them (I hope they are not too OOC). Some of them I have no idea what to do. But will come up with something, and the Decepticons will be seen in next chapter. YEAH!

And I know Prowl could have had a better history, but I might just bring the past to the present. And I know you are all waiting to see who he goes with, and I am sorry about that, but you are going to have to wait a bit longer, really sorry. Anyone want to add to the crazy list, I might be able to change them to what you want. I got a few ideas and I thank you for that. But other than that, thank you guys for reading!