Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, they are owned by Hasbro. This is a really off the wall pairing from the TF animated world. This has implied slash and will have more slash and M preg as the chapters go on. Bee and Ratchet finally decide to act upon their mutual feelings. No like – no read. This is strictly a fan fic. No flames or harsh comments. Constructive criticisms welcome. Enjoy!
(A few earth hours later)
Bee was still out of it and Ratchet was watching the young bot. Ratchet could not help but feel as if he was being drawn to this youngster. He was old enough to be this bot's parent or grandparent even, but still something about this young bot caught the medic's optic. He had sworn to remain celibate ever since he lost Arcee during the war, but since meeting this young bot, things had gone really strangely for the old medic. He was not sure what or how or if Bee was feeling anything, but deep down inside, Ratchet was hoping it was a mutual attraction. Ratchet knew he could not take another sparkbreaking, as he had happen once, and it damn near offlined him. Unconsciously, Ratchet began rubbing his hand along Bee's unmoving arm. Though unconsciously done, it seemed to help sooth both bots.
Ratchet was suddenly caught off guard when he heard a few bots return. Not wanting to be detected, Ratchet made himself up to make it look like he was working on Bee. Soon, Prowl, Bulkhead, and Prime came in, none of which knew anything about what had happened to Bumblebee. And so, as Ratchet pretended to work on Bee, Prime and the others came in and were shocked, as Bee lay on the table, patched up and temporarily offline. Though none of them had caught the medic in the "wrong position", Prowl was still curious as to what was going on and why no one had called for backup. But unable to get the answers to his questions, Prowl finally left.
Once all the bots were gone, Ratchet relaxed slightly. And since everyone was busy with other things, Ratchet sat down, and held Bee's hand, hoping that Bee would soon recover. Ratchet could not get Bee out of his head; it was as if his spark was refusing to let him think of anything else. And the more Ratchet drifted off into his musings, the stronger the urge became to not just hold Bee's hand, but to do something more, but it would have to wait until Bee was back online and healed.
Bee, though not quite awake, had felt when something rub gently alongside his arm. His spark almost leaped out with joy as the electricity ran through his system. Bee recognized the touch, it was Ratchet's, and as much as he had wanted to deny it over the all the years, that feeling that started small had grown to the point where Bee could not explain it away. Bee could feel his spark ache for the touch when it suddenly stopped, and then Bee figured out why, as the others came in to check on him. After the others left, Bee once again found the reassuring hand on his arm. His spark, though he was still offline, was racing. There was no denying it anymore, in Bee's mind; his spark was yearning for the medic. That would explain why my memories focused on the medic, my spark wants him, but what exactly does that mean? thought Bee, only aware of Ratchet's hand rubbing along his arm in a loving fashion.
Ratchet was more torn than Bee, as he had much more knowledge and experience than the young bot. Ratchet, as much as he wanted to deny it, felt like his spark was calling out to sparkbond with the youngster's spark. Ratchet, through his experience, knew exactly what that meant, but was not sure if Bee would take him as his mate. Bee was so carefree and careless; could Ratchet really take that without getting a sparkattack? But the question would be answered soon, as Bee was starting to come around, his baby blue's flickering on first.
Upon seeing the sight, Ratchet's spark leaped, almost out of its chamber as it desperately wanted to seek out the youngster's spark. It took every ounce of energy Ratchet had not to pounce on the youngster and beg him to be his sparkmate. Ratchet made his face gruff, so as not to let Bee know how he was truly feeling, but little did he know Bee already knew and was feeling the same way.
"Doc Bot" came the soft voice that almost sent Ratchet though the roof, he was losing the fight with his spark, "hey grouch, where am I?" The last question, while normally it would have pissed the medic off, caused him to smile. Yep – Bee was back sarcasm and all.
"You are in my med bay. You took a pretty bad beating. Mind if I ask what the hell you thought you were doing, you little glitch?" asked Ratchet, not really angry, but concerned, as he felt even more love for this young bot overwhelm his systems. It was all Ratchet could do to stop himself from running up and giving the young bot a hug and a kiss now that the young one was better.
Bee looked up at the gruff medic and could not help but laugh, as he had detected the tone of concern in the older bot. Bee, not understanding the feeling in his spark, followed it as it led him up to the medic and without thinking about the consequences (so typical of Bee), Bee gave the startled medic a great, big, warm embrace of thanks. But there was more to it than that, and Ratchet, with his highly sensitive sensors could sense it. It was then that Ratchet realized that Bee's spark had already recognized his spark as the one it wanted to be with, even if Bee had no clue what it meant. Ratchet placed a hand around Bee's shoulders, drawing him closer, as Ratchet realized that the feeling was mutual. This would explain why my spark made me focus on the young glitch during the walk down memory lane, my spark recognized Bee as my sparkmate thought Ratchet. Everything then made sense, Bee's numerous trips to the med bay, the feelings, the emotions, the worry, everything. Their sparks had recognized what their processors wanted to deny – they were meant to be together.
Ratchet smiled as he felt the warmth and love coming off the young bot. It was not something that he had felt in a long time, and after losing Arcee, he never thought he would feel it again, but he did, though not with a bot that he would have expected. Ratchet said nothing as he continued to rub his hand along Bee's faceplate and shoulders, eliciting a small moan from the smaller mech. Ratchet looked down into those baby blue optics and became lost. Since the others were busy and in the base, Ratchet snuck out with Bee. Ratchet wanted their bonding time to be uninterrupted and unimpeded, and above all else, secret. And so Ratchet pulled a "Prowl" and left for a more private space.
Once arriving at the new site, Ratchet removed Bee out of his ambulance and changed to his bipedal form. Bee was very nervous, as he had no idea what was going on, other than he felt a strong love and need to be with the one he was with right now. Ratchet, even though he was much older, no longer saw the age difference, all he saw was his potential sparkmate, as they had not sparkbonded yet – but that would soon change. Ratchet would have to use his experience and expertise to help Bee with the fun, but that was a small price to pay to once again find love.
Bee just stood there, warmth radiating off his chassis as he could no longer hide the love he felt for the medic. Bee waited for Ratchet to make his move as Bee had no clue what to do. Ratchet made his move slowly, first locking lips with the young bot while using a free hand to pluck delicate wiring that Ratchet had figured was extremely sensitive a long time ago. All Bee could do at the moment was offline his optics and melt into the savory kiss, allowing his older lover to do with him as he wished. Ratchet's tongue found itself inside Bee's and Bee was completely silenced, enjoying the pleasure that he was feeling.
Ratchet watched his lover carefully, trying to figure the best way to have the smaller bot to match up with him. But after Ratchet felt a small hand grazed his aft, thinking completely went out the window, and lust and emotions took over. Ratchet could feel his body's heat rising as Bee, unknowingly, plucked at wiring on the older bot's backside. Ratchet realized that Bee was not well versed in the art of interfacing, but that could be taught later, right now both just wanted to follow their sparks.
Bee, while still in a lustful place, used his rough hands to not only rub wiring on the medic's backside, but Bee soon found his hand on the armor covering Ratchet's interfacing area, though Bee did not know that. Ratchet was hot, and his cooling fans kicked on. And he heard Bee's kick on at the same time. They were both in heat and were rubbing their hands all over each other. Though his cable was straining against his armor, Ratchet removed Bee's interfacing cover first, and Ratchet was greeted by a hard, thick cable along with a port leaking copious amounts of interfacing fluids. Ratchet could tell that Bee had never even self-interfaced before, but that made Ratchet feel more special, as if this lover of his had been waiting all his life for the medic. Bee was in la-la land as he felt Ratchet's hand touching him where he had never been touched before. Bee moaned and gasped in pure pleasure as the delicate wiring in his port was plucked by the expert hands of the medic. Bee was absolutely pleasure shot, lost in a world of bliss.
Ratchet removed his own cover, revealing a hard cable and a port leaking fluids. Bee online his optics long enough to see his lover's cable and port. Hoping to return the favor, Bee bent down and took Ratchet's cable gently in his mouth. Ratchet, who had thought things could not have gotten any better, was suddenly inundated with even more blissful feelings, and the medic let out a deep lustful moan. But before the medic could overload, Bee stopped and let the cable drop. Ratchet, though sad, knew exactly what that meant, it was time to connect. Both Bee and Ratchet were so far gone that the Decepticons could have come and neither would have noticed.
Bee, on impulse, used his cable to enter Ratchet's virgin port. Ratchet was in heaven as the thick cable was getting his closer to overload, and he could tell Bee was getting close as well. Soon, their chest plates opened, and both were able to see the other's pure blue spark. Bee was startled, but Ratchet knew what to do.
"Please be my sparkmate, Bee" asked the medic. Bee, too out of it to answer anything else, said yes. And with that, Ratchet brought their chest plates close together and their sparks bonded, helping push both over the edge, and Bee overloaded into Ratchet while Ratchet's fluid landed on Bee's chest.
After their sparks separated, the two took a short rest period, well short for the medic but not for his young mate. And soon, the two were interfacing once again, but this time, Ratchet had his cable in Bee's virginal port. Bee was lost in the sensation. Ratchet then mumbled something, Bee could not make out exactly what he was saying, but Bee answered yes, as he knew it was some kind of question. Ratchet was excited by the answer, as Bee had just allowed him to spark merge with him. Ratchet knew, unlike Bee, that sparkmerging during an interfacing session was the only way bots could get pregnant, and since Ratchet wanted to start a family sooner rather than later, this simple yes made the medic very happy.
Ratchet continued to pump in and out of bee's front port as the sparks once again were revealed. This time when the sparks merged, the sensations were increased vastly in both bots, causing both to overload, with Ratchet overloading into Bee, and Bee overloading and his fluid landing on Ratchet's abdomen. Though it was hard to catch, Ratchet saw the sparks turn to white for a split second, and Ratchet knew instantly what that meant – his sparkmate Bee would now be carrying offspring, though how many was yet to be determined. Bee and Ratchet were both tired, but they cleaned each other off, so that if anyone should find them, it would look like they had fallen asleep on patrol, but nothing could have been farther from the truth. Ratchet smiled a knowing smirk. Gotcha now, you little troublemaker, and I plan to make sure you are not going to do anything stupid anymore, if I can help it. And with that thought, Ratchet finally went into recharge, finally satisfied that he was once again able to find love.