Originally written on Jan 20, 2017
Bumblebee couldn't stop the curse that bubbled in his throat when he felt that familiar heat brew in his chassis and the tingly feeling that is coursing through his entire frame. The mini-bot held in a whine as he leaned against the wall, his optics darted around his surroundings as his escape plan started to formulate. He was in trouble, for one thing the other Autobots are liberating the rest of the Energon mine and here he is with his comm link down and going into heat in enemy territory. Bumblebee suppressed a shiver and started to move towards the exit.
He looked over the Earth calendar that he popped up and mentally slapped himself; of course, his normal heat schedule would be delayed because of the constant feeling of being threatened and always on alert from any possible attack. But every so often the two sides will be quiet and allow each other to relax and regather themselves before jumping into the next mission. Bumblebee continued his way to the exit making sure the drones wouldn't catch a whiff of his scent.
When he got outside he took a cycle of breath and the cool air helped his over-heated frame but as soon he took a few more steps outside he heard the all too familiar flapping sound. Looking up he saw the large Predacon flying around, above the entrance of the energon mine. Bumblebee then ran into the forest in hopes to lead the large 'con away from the caverns where the Autobots were probably transporting the Energon they managed to get. Per plan the Predacon followed but had to travel by pede because of how dense the forest is.
Predaking would have been frustrated for losing the mechling but he easily caught the scent and stalked towards the other. Another deep inhale and he appreciated the lovely blend of honey and sugar. He had forgotten what it was like to be around a Cybertronian in heat and as the last of his species he will perceive it. Predaking transformed into his bie-pede mode and approached the youngest one that was slowly losing himself to his own desires.
Of course, Predaking is careful, never could rush into a situation with a mech in heat unless he wanted his cord ripped off. Bumblebee fans clicked on as he sank onto the forest floor and the large Decepticon watched in fascination as the yellow armor became shiny and bright. Predaking alpha scent mingled with the other's scent.
Arcee looked around and noticed that Bumblebee wasn't around and decided to look for him. She was outside when her audio receptors picked up the sounds of moaning. Arcee activated her blaster and slowly moved towards the sound and when she got to the source of the noises a bright blue blush covered her face-plate. There on his back was Bumblebee, clearly in full blown heat and above him is Predaking thrusting violently into him. Bumblebee moaned loudly and gasped; Arcee blinked and hid behind one of the many trees.
"P-please h-hah~ harder!" Bumblebee moaned out as Predaking did what the omega requested. Arcee shivered and covered her mouth with her free servo; oh Primus how would she break this to every 'bot…even Bumblebee.