Sparks Intertwined
AN: Hey guys. Sorry that it's taking so long to post this story up. I just started my second week of college, but I'm adjusting well. Now I have some time to get this story up. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed or added this to their story alerts. It helps to know that people like what you do.^^ Cookies to all, since that's all I can smell, fresh baked cookies.
Warning: This story is rated M and contains slash, plugn'play, rimming, oral, and more. Don't like, don't read.
Also, I do not own Transformers Armada, in any way. And I apologize if characters are AUish.
Demolisher sighed, moving to stand back and look at his work. Sideswipe was put back together, with the exception of his mind and pride. The older mech shook his head, cursing the Autobots for their stupidity. The war didn't begin because Megatron was a cold hearted mech that wanted nothing but power. It began because of a difference in beliefs. In the Autobot culture, femmes and mechs that could breed were seen as nothing more than trophies, items there for the sole purpose of proving one's worth and prowess. The more mates that you had, the better a mech you were, and luckier as well. In Decepticon culture, it was the opposite. Mechs that could breed, as there weren't many decepticon femmes, were held in high regard, and treated with respect. And if a mech had more than one mate, then that just meant that he was a little luckier than most.
Autobots also had a different way of mating then the decepticons. In all of Cybertronian culture, those who had never mated before were seen as pure and untainted, and were to be treated with the upmost regard. However, the Autobots had a cruel way to have their unmated mechs choose a mate. In their culture, it was customary for the unmated mech to have his hands bound, and optics blindfolded. Then, a number of mechs close to him would mount him, bringing him to overload until the mech chose one of them as his own.
Decepticons went about mating in a different manner. If a mech were unmated, it was customary for the mech to be suitted by many others. When he had chosen the one he wanted, they would be allowed to consumate their relationship under the watchful eyes of the Elders.
Demolisher sighed, pulled out of his musings by a whimper from the smaller mech. He walked over to Sideswipe, stroking the mechling's helm gently. He remembered when Cyclonus had chosen him, and the two of them had been on of the last groups watched by the Elders in the Temple of Kaon. He looked at Sideswipe, cursing the Autobots,
"Is the brat fixed yet?" Demolisher to the seeker behind him, Thrust, who was looking at Sideswipe with nothing but contempt,
"He's fixed Thrust, and he is a guest here, so lay off." Thrust glared at Demolisher, before leaving the room. Demolisher growled, the annoying seeker setting him on edge. Before he could chase the seeker down and give him a piece of his mind, a pair of arms wrapped around him from behind,
"Are you finished here?" The ground mech turned to face his mate, the copter bot looking at the floor dejectedly, lonely without his mate,
"Yeah Cy, I'm done for tonight. Now we just need to wait for him to wake up tomorrow." Cyclonus nodded, nestling his head into Demolisher's chest. It was one of the few peaceful moments they had, when Cyclonus wasn't mad, when he acted as he always had, up before the war. Demolisher brought his mate's lips to meet his, bringing their foreheads together,
"Go back to sleep, I'll be there in a minute, ok?" Cyclonus nodded, leaving the medbay. Demolisher turned back to Sideswipe, covering the mech with a light blanket, before leaving the room.
Wheeljack grimaced as he awoke, feeling the sparkling kick in his chamber. As proud as he was to be carrying Megatron's sparkling, it was just as powerful as it's creator, and would often wake the younger mech in the early morning. Wheeljack sat up, gazing over at his mate, smiling softly. Megatron had been there for him ever since he rescued him from the fire. Wheeljack could still remember waking up cradled in the larger mech's arms, body in pain, and yet he felt safe and secure, protected.
After he had healed from the ordeal, Wheeljack had been called to meet Megatron before the Decepticon Elders. The young Autobot had been frightened, visibly shakings as he met the Decepticon Elders. They had deliberated, before Megatron came in, telling them about how he had saved Wheeljack from the wildfire, when the Autobots had visibly left him for dead. After that, the mech had been invited to train under Megatron, which he agreed to whole-heartedly. In the following weeks, he became closer to Megatron, until the older mech asked him to become his mate. Many of the Decepticons had been outraged, that a young Autobot deserter had become their leader's mate. None of that mattered to Wheeljack, and soon, under the gaze of the Elders, he and Megatron had been mated, and bonded.
Wheeljack was brought out of his thoughts by a strong arm wrapping around his waist. He smiled, turning around to face his mate, who kissed him soundly,
"What were you thinking about?" Wheeljack shook his head, laying it upon Megatron's shoulder,
" Nothing important. I'm gonna miss this, when we have to go back to fighting." Megatron nuzzled his mate's neck, manuevering them so that Wheeljack now lay beneath him, moaning as he licked and kissed his exposed neck,
"I won't. I want to get back to beating Prime around, I have a reputation to uphold." Wheeljack laughed, which soon turned into a long moan as Megatron began to tweak the wires in his hips. The older mech kissed his pelvic plating, before looking back at his mate,
"Open up." Wheeljack complied, throwing his head back in pleasure as Megatron took his plug into his mouth, a finger thrusting into his port,
"Meg-a-tr-on, please, gah, I, I-want-you." Megatron smiled, laving Wheeljack's plug teasingly, before revealling his own erect plug. He leaned down, kissing his mate as he thrust into Wheeljack's ready port. Wheeljack cried out, arching up against Megatron as they started a rough and quick pace. It didn't take them long to overload, Wheeljack followed by Megatron, a sharp cry followed by a roar. Megatron took great care not to fall on Wheeljack, moving back to stroke the heavy abdomen,
"I love you, my beautiful mate, never forget that." Wheeljack smiled, leaning forward to gaze at Megatron,
"I would never forget my lord. I love you too." They kissed again, before Megatron stood,
"I need to contact Prime and the Autobots, and see to the youngling. Stay here and rest, you need it." Wheeljack nodded, before falling back into recharge.
Megatron entered the medbay to find it a mess, Sideswipe missing. He searched around the room, finally finding the mech, huddled in a corner, sobbing. Megatron leaned down, at eye level with the young mech. Sideswipe hid his head, energon tears running down his cheeks. Megatron growled, only causing Sideswipe to press into the corner more. He sighed, moving a hand towards the younger mech,
"Come here. I won't harm you." Sideswipe looked at Megatron with teary eyes, before uncurling himself from the corner. Megatron growled as he saw the sight of the young mech. His pelvic plating was dented and bent, as though someone had tried to pry it apart. Sideswipe whimpered, burying his face in Megatron's chest. Megatron looked down again, lifting the mech, and laying him on a berth,
"Who did this youngling? Who hurt you?" Sideswipe began to sob again, memories from moments before flashing to his mind
Flashback
Groaning into waking, Sideswipe sat up, looking around as his optics lit up. He was in a medbay, but not the Autobots. He shuddered, wondering what horrible things the Decepticons would inflict upon him. He jumped and turned as items went clashing to the ground. There, in the wake of the items, was Thrust, glaring at Sideswipe,
"So, you are the Autobots lone, pure mech, hmm? Why don't I help you with your problem." Sideswipe jumped as Thrust attempted to grab him, knocking more items over. However, in his weakened state, Thrust was able to grab him. Sideswipe tried to struggle, crying out as Thrust twisted his plating. However, heavy footsteps were heard, and Thrust ran, leaving Sideswipe to huddle in the corner.
Flashback
Sideswipe looked up at Megatron, his sobs quieting,
"Thrust, he did this." Megatron growled, punching the wall, before turning to Sideswipe and wrapping a blanket around his shoulders,
"Come with me, it's time to speak with the Autobots." Sideswipe nodded, following Megatron to the command room. Sideways, Demolisher, and Starscream were in the room, the latter smiling kindly at Sideswipe. Megatron walked to the monitor, typing in a code, before Optimus's face showed up on the screen,
"Megatron, to what do we owe this..."
"Save it Prime. I have a young mech here, who seems to belong to you." Sideswipe to Megatron's place, shuddering a bit,
"Sideswipe, what happended to you? You didn't need to run off without telling us anything." Sideswipe offlined his optics, before onlining them,
"I didn't want to mate with any of you. I want to mate when I find the mech that makes me whole. I'm sorry Prime, but I can't be in base right now." Optimus sighed, before shaking his head,
"Why are you with the Decepticons then? What makes you think that they will leave you with your virtue?" Behind him, Megatron and the others growled, angry with Prime's remark. Sideswipe hung his head, before lifting it again, wrapping the blanket tighter around him,
"I'm sorry sir, but I don't want to go back to base right now. Forgive me please." Sideswipe turned, walking away from the screen. Megatron walked up to the screen, glaring at Prime,
"Is that it Prime?"
"Megatron, if you or your men dare touch Sideswipe..." Megatron smiled cryptically at Prime, his fangs showing,
"Oh don't worry Prime. He will be well taken care of." With that, Megatron ended the message, and turned to Sideswipe,
"Relax youngling, you are safe here. Demolisher and Sideways will take care of Thrust. You will stay with Wheeljack and Starscream in their quarters, until you decide to go back, or to stay with us. And if you wish it, one of us can take you as our mate. Don't be afraid to ask." Sideswipe nodded, following Starscream out of the room. Megatron turned to Demolisher and Sideways,
"Go find Thrust, and bring him to me."
"Yes sir"
AN: Woot, all done. I know the characters are AU-ish, and the story is confusing, but please forgive me and my tired mind. Anyway, enjoy, and please review.