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Ratchet POV
I sat down staring at my distant leader. What could be going through his processor right now? He looked so sad. So deep in depression. I wanted to stand up and help my prime, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I stared at his dimming optics sadness clearly visible. I sighed and tip-toed over to my prime "O-Optimus?" He smiled fakely. I gave him a look. "Optimus? Tell me what's wrong." I placed my servo on my hip and stared him down trying to break him.
"Nothing's wrong, Ratchet." "
Lies." I stated quickly.
"I said nothing's wrong. I just- It's nothing." I sat down next to my prime and slung my arm around his shoulder. "Come on tell me." I shuttered when my prime scooted closer to me.
"I'm just losing hope. Hope for the team. Hope for ending this war. Hope for..." His voice lowered to a whisper. "...For us."
That couldn't have been what I heard? Could it?
"Optimus? what do you mean?" he seemed to think about it for a while before saying anything. "It doesn't matter, Ratchet." "Yes it does." Optimus bit his lip plates and looked down. "I-I-I...can't." I slid my digit under his chin and smiled sincerely. "Just tell me."
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Optimus POV
I stared at my CMO. I couldn't. Maybe if I told him the hope for life and freedom would come back. Maybe if I just got this off my chassis it would make it better. Just anything to stop this stupid feelings. "R-Ratchet..." He smiled the sincerest of smiles. He way he looked down at me made me feel venerable and some what scared. Somewhat confused and a million other feelings hitting me all at once scrambling my logic processor. Everything was so confusing and blurry I just let my feelings over take me. I looked down before pressing my face into his chassis. I let small tears trail down my face. "R-Ratchet...I don't want to ruin our friendship, our relationship, but I have-have..." I lowered my voice as Ratchet patted my back and pulled me closer. "...I have feelings..." Ratchet placed a small kiss on my forehelm and I blushed uncontrollably as his finished my sentence. "...For you... I have feelings for you, as well."
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Smokescreen POV?
I had slapped myself back into reality long enough to finally process the note had more words on it than Alpha Trion. I took the note in my hand, reading what it said,
"The greatest strength is love. Follow what you feel in your spark, and it shall not lead you astray. Optimus, Ratchet, remember that love is a strong force. It could lead to impeccable outcomes."
That was it?
But if the note said correctly, that Optimus and Ratchet, were destined to become lovers? Well that meant that they had found his faze shifter and gotten out safely. But the note seemed to be hinting that Optimus and Ratchets love could end the war. I sure hoped that was the case.
I transform taking off. I had to find and tell Optimus and Ratchet about this.
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Ratchet POV
I leaned forward slowly, doing what had haunted me since the start of this, I pressed my lips against his. Fireworks exploded with joy as he pressed back. I pressed my glossa to Optimus's mouth, silently asking for permission. It was a battle of dominance against our glossas, I ultimately won. Optimus seemed to be naturally submissive. That was good, since I preferred to be to dominate partner. My interface stirred to life, spike pressing against my panel. I didn't know if Optimus wanted to go that far. I pressed a hand to his valve cover, waiting for his response.
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Optimus POV
I felt Ratchets servo on my valve cover. The fact that he wanted to interface sent a shiver of pleasure though me. But did I want to give my seals to Ratchet? My spark pulsed happily, giving me my answer. I opened my covers.
I was surprised at the amount of lubricant I was producing, wondering if that was normal.
Ratchet didn't seem to care, plunging two digits into my dripping valve, fingering me fast and rough. I was surprised again at how much the pace thrilled me. I had always thought I would be one to love taking my time, interfacing gently.
Apparently not.
Ratchet frowned into the kiss at the discovery of my seal, breaking our locked lips to murmur a question, which I promptly nodded to. His engines revved hard, he growled out how he was gong to break it with his spike, instead of his fingers.
Another shiver of pleasure.
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Ratchet POV
I never thought I would get this revved up over a virgin, but Optimus was the perfect one.
I lined up my spike with his valve and pushed, taking great satisfaction at the moan I got in return. I momentarily paused, giving Optimus time to adjust, though the seal was still there. Virgins usually didn't have any antisparkling protocols installed, meaning it was up to me to keep from sparking Optimus.
My engine revved harder.
I thrust gently, relishing the moan of pure pleasure I got. Starting a slow tempo I rocked my spike into that tight, wet, perfect heat that was so eagerly given to me.
Without being fully coherent, due to the intense pleasure I was receiving, I dropped my antisparking protocols.
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Optimus POV
I gasped as Ratchet spead up to a brutal, almost painful pace. But instead of halting it, I loved it even more. My processor was buzzing feeling my medic's spike slam against my sensitive walls. The alien feeling had my vision blurr into a white, hot, searing cloud of pleasure. His motions slowed as he lost the rhythm only to quickly speed up again. As Ratchet, my lover sped up a ping of coherency hit my buzzing processor telling me this was not what a prime did. This isn't leadership material at all. A dark cloud of sadness hit me blocking out most of the pleasure. I quieted my whimpers. "Come on, Orion, I want to hear you." The glorious mech on top of me said pushing all of my doubt to the side. It was something to do with my old, original name that had me begging for more from my CMO. "Ah- Ratchet!" I just about screamed as my servos frantically searched for something to hold onto. My hand grabbed two near by boulders and held them for dear life. I sharp pain from my stretching value had my vents hitch. Ratchet looked down at me and smiled as my seal broke. "F-f-ah-ainally that pesky-ah thing is gone." He half laughed\ half panted with the nonexistent coherency he had.
I tried to laugh, but it only came out as a breathy moan.
LINE BREAD YUM!
Ratchet POV
I growled animisticly as I pounded my leader into the ground. He seemed to love the fast and brutal pace I had set. Good. I didn't exactly know or like going slow and gentle, fast and hard were the best pace, I thought. Still unaware my antisarkling protocols were down, I chased after the charge, that seemed so close, yet so far. I roared in triumph as I finally overloaded, filling my new found lover with my transfulids.
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Optimus POV
The amazing rush of overload socked my frame. Sparks of energy crackled across my chassis. Ratchet roared as, he too, overloaded filling my value with his heated fluids. I shivered as I felt the liquid drip out of my value. I looked up at my lover with dim, tired, yet satisfied optics. He panted pulling out with a wet pop. Exhausted from our session he laid down next to my overheated frame and planted a soft kiss on my forehelm. "R-ratchet...I love you...T-Thank y-you for everything you've done. I-I'm glad you're the one who broke my seal." With a tired faceplate the medic smiled brightening the room just a bit. "I love you too, my prime. I love you Oroin." The way he spoke was like silk all previous tensions were lifted from the scene. He spoke as if Orion Pax and Optimus Prime were two different people, two different personalities, and he still was in love with them both. Ratchet was like a drug and I, Optimus prime and Oroin Pax, was addicted.
COFFEE BREAK!
Ratchet POV
I woke up with a since of smugness and contentness , I looked over my internal health to make sure I hadn't damaged anything in my...eagerness...everything seemed fine...my...my antisparkling protocols were disengaged...I quickly did a scan over Optimus. His internal components were fine...but...he had three... sparklings attached to his own spark...Primus...I had sired three sparklings...I wasn't mad, it was my own fault after all. But Optimus was a virgin less that twenty four hours ago...he couldn't be a carrier! He wasn't ready!
I sighed, I needed to tell him, "Optimus," I shook him awake, "I need to tell you something."
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Optimus POV
I looked up at my medic, still a little groggy. "Yes, of course Ratchet, what is it?"
"Well, I you, you see, I accidently, s...sparked you...with three sparklings."
What? No, NO. I wasn't ready! The war was still going on! I couldn't bring sparklings into the world in the middle of a war!
"Can-Can you preform termination?" I hated to do it, but they would be better off, than being born into a war.
"Not without the risk of killing you too. Besides I don't have the medical tools for a clean termination."
"I...I'm not ready. I don't know how to b-be a carrier..I..I j-just don't know..." I was sobbing now, I couldn't do this.
"I know Optimus. I blame myself, I'm sorry." strong arms wrapped around me, holding me close as I cried.
Extra long chappy for U! As you can see, this chapter was EXTREAMLY different, that is because I, Snowdrop, edited it. It is so long cause of the smut...and the fact that I cant do any chapters under 1000 words, I have writing disorder, that means I like to write...a lot. Anyway my computer is at 10% power so I will upload this now...