We promised more fun in this chapter, and here it is! Teeny bit of angst near the end, but mostly this is happyfuntiemz between our lovely jets and cars.

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Pairings: Sideswipe/Skywarp/Starscream, Thundercracker/Sunstreaker

Warnings: Threesome, oral, sticky smut, angst, crossfaction fun time!

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Sideswipe's optics tracked the angrily pacing Seeker with amusement as Skywarp continued to rant and rave. To his surprise, the Seeker knew almost more human swear words than Ratchet did. Too bad Ratchet could repeat every swear in almost every language, otherwise Skywarp might have had him beat. It had taken some time for his processors to reboot after that mind-blowing and emotional overload, and when he had come back online, it'd been to some very displeased and put off faceplates.

Even though his cheeky, 'Hi, Warp' had gotten him a small grin.

Now here he sat, after being forced to by the angry teleporter, Starscream's hand securely wrapped in his own. Sunstreaker sat to his left, leaning against Thundercracker but trying to look like he wasn't. It just added to the humor of the situation in his opinion.

"You all just think you can leave me out, just because I'm not around whenever you feel the fragging itch. I matter, dumbafts. Or don't I?" Skywarp actually looked a little hurt at this, looking at the obvious closeness between the two couples.

Because that's what they were, to Skywarp. Couples, which left him out as a fifth (literally!) wheel. Sunstreaker was failing miserably at not cuddling up to TC, and Sideswipe and Starscream seemed as close as two lovers who'd just...

"Oh /hell naw...please tell me you fraggers didn't go and BOND while I was out on patrol? Hel-LO, we have factions here, and jobs to do." Was this Skywarp lecturing on responsibility?

Starscream opened his mouth, then closed it, then opened it again. Thundercracker just looked at his trinemate in amusement, shaking his head at the display.

Sunstreaker kept his opinions to himself. What did it matter that Skywarp hadn't been here? There would be other times, it wasn't like this was the last time ever. Thundercracker had promised... He snorted, shifting to keep his optics on the teleporter with amusement clear in their icy depths.

"Don't worry, Warp!" Sideswipe chirped, cheerful as a youngling who had gotten away with taking a goodie from the jar. "We didn't bond. Little sparkplay, maybe, but no bonding." His tone dropped a little, smile wavering on his next sentence. "It's... impossible for me and Sunny to bond..."

"WELL THAT'S GOOD I GUESS." Skywarp shouted...and the twin glares he recieved from his trinemates informed him that NO, it in fact wasn't good at all. "Um. I...really didn't mean that the way it sounded. It sucks that you can't bond, and why can't you bond?" Skywarp was more than a little confused, and the four pairs of optics that were centered on him were making him squirm, and not in the good way, either.

"Shut up, Skywarp." Starscream said. "We weren't intentionally 'leaving you out' of anything. We just...found them here. And things happened."

"A lot of things happened." Thundercracker confirmed in a soft tone, stroking Sunstreaker's arm. "They know, 'Warp."

Sideswipe fidgeted himself, uncomfortable with the topic of bonding. He and Sunstreaker had discussed it, since they had been informed that split-sparked twins could indeed not bond unless it was to the same exact mech at the same exact moment. There were three in the equation here. Which automatically equaled no bonding. It was a sad thought for both twins, something Sunstreaker was unconsciously shrinking away from across their already established bond. Outwardly, he seemed no different, but to know it could never happen...

Sunstreaker watched as the teleporter's optics snapped to his blue trinemate's faceplates with stunned disbelief, and then looked dully at the twins before his mouth screwed up in frustration and he resumed his pacing as if to forget he'd just been told that. Sunstreaker could sympathize... He'd want to write it off as nothing as well.

"Fine. Whatever. I...frag." Skywarp flopped onto the berth, wings flattened out. "I'm just upset, I had a hard patrol...alone, I might add...and I thought that Sides actually might have liked me a little..." The black and purple Seeker almost seemed to shrink in on himself a little. Nobody took him seriously, ever, and he'd thought this would be different somehow.

Starscream felt as though he'd either like to hug or throttle Skywarp, though both at once was a tempting idea as well. "'Warp. Can you not understand that there was no intent to 'leave you out of it', for Primus' sake."

Thundercracker merely looked at Sunstreaker, knowing that there was something on his processor; he just wasn't quite sure what. His hand kept up the gentle stroking, though, because he sensed that Sunny might still need it after the emotional catharsis earlier.

Sunstreaker leaned further into the treatment, his helm now lying against Sunstreaker's shoulder as he watched his brother, feeling the guilt and the need to make up for the misunderstanding twist through his twin's emotions. He snorted, making himself comfortable.

Sideswipe stared down at Skywarp in surprise, blinking as he leaned into the teleporter's field of vision with a serious look on his faceplates. "I do like you, Warp." When it looked like Skywarp was about to launch into another self pitying speech, Sideswipe beat him to it. "Skywarp." He waited until he had the Seeker's attention.

"Shut up and kiss me, for Pit's sake."

Skywarp tilted his head. Starscream smirked. TC wanted to laugh.

And then it didn't matter anymore because Skywarp pounced, filling Sideswipe's lap with warm, squirming Seeker. Lips met lips in a heated slide, and Skywarp flicked his EM field around the three of them, pouring his awakening lust and the slight hurt into it. Starscream slid slightly off to the side, allowing Skywarp his time, his chance, and besides...watching his lover and his trinemate together was hotter than the pits in Kaon used to be.

"Did you wish to join them?" Thundercracker asked Sunny, shifting just a bit so that the golden twin could sit comfortably against the bulge of his cockpit glass. "Or would you prefer to stay here with me?" Thundercracker did nothing but ask- no heated touches, no coercion. Only the offer, freely given.

Sideswipe groaned, pressing into the kiss, hands seeking out Skywarp's aft and squeezing. He answered Skywarp's hurt with an unspoken apology, genuine remorse permeating his own EM field. "Didn't mean to leave you out." He murmured against Skywarp's lips, pulling away to cycle cooler air.

Sunstreaker watched for a moment before shaking his helm. He liked Starscream, and Skywarp reminded him quite a bit of his brother, enough to be desirable, but they just didn't have the same hold for him. Besides, he rather liked the view of the Seeker's aft from here and he sent an image capture to his brother, who snickered from behind those wide black wings.

Skywarp moaned loudly, grinding against Sideswipe unselfconsciously. He didn't care who was watching; in fact, the audience was doing wonders for how hot he was currently feeling. With that in mind, he moved down to those sensitive neck cables, and he purred. "Just me and you, or is there gonna be another? You're shareable, Sides."

Starscream reached behind Skywarp and pinched his wingtips, knowing that that revved his trinemate more than almost anything else that anyone could do to him. "Maybe I could ride you, Sides, while he takes you again? You liked it last time. What do you think, pretty?" Starscream punctuated that with a sharp bite on one of Skywarp's wingtips, instead of the pinch, and the dark Seeker moaned loudly against the cabling he was mouthing.

Thundercracker understood, and moved Sunstreaker so that the mech was sitting in front of him, up against his chest, both facing the other three to enjoy the show. TC's hands stroked Sunny's plating, arms, chest, and up to his helm...back down again, and he bent to give his lover a soft kiss on the helm. "I am glad you are staying with me." he said simply.

Sideswipe groaned, the revving of his engine almost covering the sound. "Primus." He breathed, helm tilting back to give Skywarp more access, even as he kept an optic on Starscream, watching what he was doing, noting for future... endeavors. "Think I like the sound of that." His hands came up to stroke at Skywarp's cockpit, fingers rubbing the seal between glass and frame.

Sunstreaker smirked. "Glad I am too. Sides puts on a good show."

And this was true. Sunstreaker had sat in on a few of Sideswipe's conquests and frag, they always got him heated. His own hands rubbed at Thundercracker's arm and cockpit, not heavy and heated.

Not yet.

Starscream moved himself, then, shifting all three of them so that they could accomplish this. Skywarp willingly moved, despite the good feelings of fingertips teasing his cockpit glass- not many nonfliers knew that little trick, and Skywarp supposed that Sides had been 'educated' by one of his trinemates on that particular zone. He pressed himself fully against Sides' aft, grinding his panel hard against it with his hands dragging Sides closer by the hips. Starscream slid under the pair, his own aft twitching fetchingly, those white wings trembling somewhat in anticipation.

"Do your worst." Starscream purred, knowing he could take it.

Sideswipe allowed himself to be pulled back, grinding into the hips against his aft, like a backwards lap dance. He smirked down at the tri-colored flier, purr falling from his lips. "Don't know what you're asking for, Star. Not you I'm afraid of overwhelming." His glance flicked to the side, catching his twin's attention before refocusing on Starscream. He dropped forward, chassis against cockpit and faces level, pushing his aft into the darker Seeker above him and growling like a feral thing.

"Hm, so you like to watch?" Thundercracker's tone was soft, in that low rumble that he was pretty sure did odd things to Sunstreaker's willpower. "You like watching your twin get fragged within an inch of his function, when he's crying out loudly in so much pleasure that it could send you over as well?" Thundercracker's touches remained innocent, so very innocent when held in contrast to his words. "You feel what he feels, I know this." This was said almost silently. "Will you feel it as if you were he?"

Sunstreaker shivered, optics darkening with uncontained excitement even after his twin had looked away. "Sometimes..." He answered his lover.

Sometimes he did get caught up in what Sideswipe was feeling and often times that led to almost BEING Sideswipe in a way. Especially so soon after reopening their bond. He shivered, practically feeling the warmth against his aft, and the smooth slide of cockpit glass along his chassis. His optics were riveted, fingers clenching slightly in excitement.

Thundercracker could feel the tenseness in Sunstreaker's frame, in the way he shivered slightly when Sideswipe looked at him with that smoldering gaze. His hands wrapped themselves lightly around Sunstreaker's wrists, and he pulled his lover closer. "Ride it out." he whispered. "I want to feel it, I want to see it."

Starscream noted the look as well and nodded, not nearly as worried because he knew that TC had Sunny well in hand, so to speak. He reached up for a kiss, wanting that contact, that rush he got whenever their lips touched, and then locked. "Want you so bad, Sides..." he moaned, looking up past him at Skywarp, who smirked widely.

"Star always wants it, dirty little slut that he is, don't you, Star? Answer me, or you'll get nothing, you'll have to finger yourself in front of all of us, instead of getting the spike you want so bad." Skywarp's tone was far from cruel; it was incredibly hot, and anyone with two working circuits in their processor would realize the effect on Starscream was about as far from degradation as it could get.

Starscream's chassis shivered wildly at Skywarp's words, and he moaned, "Please, I need it."

Sideswipe's own optics were wide and he shivered right along with Starscream. The look on Starscream's face was an extreme turn on and he shivered a second time, not for the words but their effect. "Oh, slag." He whispered, hands and arms shaking where they supported him over Starscream.

A small whine left Sunstreaker's throat of its own accord and he shifted in Thundercracker's grip, tugging at his trapped wrists as he stared at his brother between the two Seekers with a hunger that was as naked as his spark had been merely a joor ago. While he wasn't much for dirty talk, Sideswipe could literally be brought to an overload with nothing more than a vibrator shoved in his valve and Sunstreaker whipering dirty things to him. In fact...

/You're such a whore, Sides.../ He purred across their bond, watching his brother shiver with a small whine.

"Hmm. Both of you shaking under me? Could it be that I have a nice pair of little sluts who just want it and want it until I fill 'em up?" Skywarp's voice was ragged; little bursts of want causing his legs to shake. He followed his words with a knee between Sideswipe's thighs, spreading him wide. His panel snapped open and that black spike rubbed across Sideswipe's aft, hard and hot and almost pulsing. Oooh, if both of them liked hearing that...Skywarp knew he'd have fun with that, later.

"Fraggit, 'Warp." Starscream keened, his own legs spread wide apart, his own panel already open to reveal a very wet valve, trickling lubricant onto the berth in a steady slide. He arched into Sideswipe, wanting so much, wanting to be filled by that thick spike and to feel that wonderful, wonderful rush that came from 'facing with someone who actually cared for him.

TC held fast, not harder, just firmly, still allowing Sunstreaker to pretty much move as he wished. He nibbled on Sunny's neck cabling, followed by a whisper. "I love the noises you make when you're aroused."

Sunstreaker's optics had drifted shut now, and although his hips jumped, an invisible valve closing silky walls around his spike which pulsed, he forcibly denied the query to open his panel. He focused on taking deep intakes, which was hard with the tingling slide of denta along his slats. Lubricant was beginning to pool inside his panel, not yet seeping out, but it clenched around nothing, calipers cycling down in need.

"Good, very good." Thundercracker praised, following it with a slow nibble down the side of Sunstreaker's neck again. "You are doing very well. How shall I reward you, hmm? Allow you to take me once more, perhaps?" His voice dropped to barely a whisper at that, heat beginning to pour off Thundercracker from both his own actions, the trembling frontliner in his lap, and the three on the berth.

Thundercracker allowed himself a long, low moan, shuddering against Sunstreaker. To test him, he thought, but in reality, it was because he wanted it just as bad as Sunny did.

And now wasn't THAT a thought... and with it fluttering through his processors, Sunstreaker lost the battle to keep his panel closed. It snapped open with a snick that was covered by Starscream's cry and his spike extended, valve dribbling lubricant into Thundercracker's lap. Usually, when he'd watched but not participated in the other encounters, he'd already have his hands on his spike and pumping. It throbbed for attention and he whined, squirming and spreading lubricant along his lover's thighs

Thundercracker laid Sunstreaker down on his back in a swift movement, his own panel already opened as well. He gazed deep into Sunstreaker's optics, the ice tempered with need and something less definable. His valve was glistening, wet not only because of the scene before him but with the idea of doing as he'd threatened, to ride Sunstreaker's spike until he couldn't take anymore. He balanced himself on his hands, finally freeing Sunny's, and slowly began to slide down Sunstreaker's spike, panting through his mouth at the pressure, the stretch, and the intense feeling that centered between his thighs.

Sunstreaker's optics snapped back on with a breathy little, "Oh!"

He stared up at Thundercracker's face, lust and affection in his optics and his hands came to rest shakily on Thundercracker's hips. He'd been pulled from his brother's thoughts and patterns by the all too real feel of a wet, tight valve closing over his spike. He thrust up, hilting himself with a low, feral moan, legs shaking and hands tightening.

TC's helm flew back and he stabilized himself with a grunt, the feeling of Sunny's spike knocking into the top of his valve almost overpowering. He moved his legs wider, opening himself fully, and began to move. Slightly up, then a slam down, finishing with a hard grind at the end. Over and over and over again, looking into Sunstreaker's optics the entire time, his valve clenching in an irregular rhythm. He forced himself to stay silent, swallowing the scream that came to his lips at the look on his lover's face.

Sunstreaker groaned, rocking up into the thrusts as Thundercracker rode his spike. The thought was heady, and it fogged his processors, his lips pulling into a snarl as he began to lose himself in the pleasure. Even as Thundercracker moved above him, he could feel Skywarp as if the black seeker were in him. He groaned again, loving every second of this, wanting to never end even though he knew it would, far too soon.

"Don't hold back now, Sunstreaker." Thundercracker hissed, losing himself in this feeling, this give and take and stretch...The storm gathered around him, and he didn't know how to stop it. He grasped Sunny's hands, holding them tightly in his own, and rode him hard, his gaze never straying, never leaving. Soft moans and cries fell from his lips, a mixture of Sunstreaker's name, pleas to Primus, and the word 'yes' over and over. His wings were held taut, high on his back, quivering with every hard grind downward.

Sunstreaker cried out, bucking up with a particularly hard thrust as his brother's overload traveled through him. It pushed him that much closer to his own, but it was still just out of reach. With a snarl, he snapped up harshly, bringing Thundercracker down on his spike almost violently. He would later be surprised that he'd still had the presence of mind to not hurt the Seeker, but in that moment, there was nothing too hard or too much.

Thundercracker's vision gave way to static at the forceful thrust, and he cried out, almost a shriek...but it wasn't in pain. His legs squeezed more tightly around Sunstreaker, and he ground down just as fiercely, rocking back and forth harshly, but it wasn't enough. Wasn't nearly enough. So he took Sunstreaker by the shoulders and rolled them, putting himself firmly beneath Sunstreaker with his legs wrapped tightly around Sunny's waist, hips canted high. The sting of a slightly bent wing intensified the pleasure in his port, and he moaned loudly, looking up at his lover with trust, love. and respect.

"Please, Sunny. Want it." Thundercracker's voice shook and was higher-pitched than normal in need, and he clung tightly. "More. All of it. Frag me. Frag me hard." Garnet optics flared in want, and his hands flew to either side of his head.

Sunstreaker growled, hips surging forward as he sank his spike into his willing lover. Already charged nodes sent wave after wave of pleasure coursing through him and he grinned like a wild beast with each cry, groan and exclamation of his name. He could feel his brother's satisfaction and the heat of Thundercracker's optics and it was almost no time at all in which he had set a pounding pace, racing for his own overload. His hands pinned TC's wrists to the floor, and the Seeker cried out loudly, shivering.

"Oh. Oh...ahhhhhhh! Oh frag!" Thundercracker swore, trembling beneath Sunstreaker even though he tried not to, was trying very hard to remain still through the violent joining. It felt...so good... "Nnnngh...need..." he gasped, intentionally struggling under Sunstreaker's powerful grip, meeting every second thrust or so with his own hips. He could feel it coming. Rushing through him. "W-wings, Sunstreaker." he ordered shakily, his vision onlining to bring him the sight of his golden lover drilling him into the floor.

Sunstreaker leaned forward, hands reaching for and scratching down the wide blue wings, seeking the wingjoints as they shoved their way under Thundercracker's back. His fingers curled into the hinges, tugging gently, a counterpoint to the violent thrusts, before one moved a little higher, searching for that spot that Starscream had touched earlier that morning. He found it just as his charge peaked and his back snapped straight, a roar filling the room. His fingers curled and clenched where they were, dragging Thundercracker down into the hard thrust as he emptied himself into the Seeker.

Thundercracker moaned loud and long at the attention to his wing joints, and then realized what Sunny was going for. "No..not there, Sunny...oh no, oh yes...oh please yes, right there uuunnnhhhhhAH!" The feeling of his fingertips digging into that hypersensitive area just between his wings made Thundercracker stiffen, his own fingers clamping down on Sunny's arms hard enough to dent, and his hips moved in an erratic pattern. He bit his lip hard enough to draw energon, and then he felt the heat, the rush, and the loud, feral roar hit him. His port cycled down hard, and he nearly screamed himself, his lips moving in wordless ecstasy.

"Sunstreaker, yes, I...oh, oh my..." he moaned through the overload, keeping his sonics in check by a combination of furious control and a desire not to short something important out. He remained wrapped around his lover as he panted, unable to speak, a thin trickling of energon trailing down his chin.


Sideswipe keened quietly, burying his face in Starscream's neck, falling to his elbows as his legs were forced wide, consequently spreading Starscream's as well. The hot length rubbing against him and the wet heat against his paneling coupled with the dirty derogatory words was more than he could take and his own panel snapped open as well. His valve was lubricating quickly, spike half extended and he bit his lip against the next noise that wanted to come out.

Sunstreaker squirmed, faceplates hot, and although he tilted his helm to the side to make more room for Thundercracker to play, his optics refused to leave the scene alone. Primus this was better than all those holovids that Jazz had. He breathed shakily, feeling a need to touch himself, but not wanting to ruin the illusion as his valve cycled down on nothing and his spike pushed against his housing.

Starscream shook underneath Sideswipe, wanting him inside him, hard, fast, and now. He knew that Skywarp was going to tease them both now, until they both ended up begging for it...and strangely, that idea didn't bother him all that much. He bucked upward insistently, his systems whirring faster, the air from his mouth almost steaming in the effort to dispel the heat. "Please, please, Sides, Skywarp, I need it so bad...so empty, hurts, want all of it!" He bit down on his lip to stifle anything else.

Sunstreaker's sytems where warm enough that the touch of his plating on Thundercracker's raised his core temperature by several degrees. The Seeker held Sunny close, not letting his hands free. "How long can you control, my Sunstreaker? How long can you hold off, watching them, feeling what he feels?" A brush of his denta across the slats of Sunny's helm fin probably didn't help matters...

"You'll get it when I say, and not until then." Skywarp's spike grazed across the heat around Sideswipe's entrance, smearing thick lubricant everywhere. "You can stick it in him, Sides. No fingers- Star likes to be stretched wide open, doesn't he? Spread open and used, used hard. He can take it. If you make him scream loud enough I'lll give it to you just like you do him. I'll frag you as hard as you frag him, got it? So if you want it good..." Skywarp trailed off, leaning forward to bite down gently on Sides' shoulder.

Sideswipe groaned, positioning himself at Starscream's entrance, the thought of not listening never crossing his processors. Slowly, he pushed in, shivering at the sheer squeeze on his spike and he growled, a more feral sound coming from his right, echoed by his brother.

Starscream bucked upward harshly, forcing Sideswipe further in, and he cried out loudly, not quite a shriek, but a loud, wordless call that echoed in the small space. His hands clutched at Sideswipe's hips, and he looked up, the plea in his optics. "More. More, Sides."

Skywarp nodded, quite satsified with Starscream's cry, and slid inside Sideswipe, moving a bit faster when he realized just how wet the red warrior was. He hilted himself, his hands now on Starscream's, wrapped around Sideswipe's hips, and a thought slid across his processor. "We move together." His hands held tight and he withdrew, pulling Sides out of Starscream as well...then slammed home, a litany of words falling from his lips.

"Starscream, pretty whore, aren't you? Tell us how much you like it, like being watched, like being used like this." Skywarp's ruby optics never left Star's face, which was twisted in ecstasy, lips quivering and unable to speak.

"Oh, STARS! WARP!" Sideswipe keened, hips moving not under his own power as he was slammed forward, feeling that valve clutch at him and then pulled back almost before he could feel it. The thick spike in his own valve kept him distracted and he thrashed between them, trying to go faster, trying to slow down.

So. Primus. Slagging. Perfect.

"Sky, love it, need it, so fragging good, don't stop don't stop oh please Primus don't stop, I..." Starscream lost control of his vocalizer, but not of his port- he clamped down hard, intentionally, rippling the walls of his valve to stimulate every inch of Sideswipe's spike within him. "H-harder!"

The tightness of Sideswipe's valve was exquisite, Starscream's cries absolutely insane, and Sideswipe's cry of pure pleasure distracted Skywarp almost to the point of slowing down. What caused him to hitch was watching his blue trinemate lower himself onto Sunstreaker's waiting spike, balanced back on his hands, those blue wings quivering in lust and even a small bit of pain at the stretch. His optics were closed tightly, focused on taking it all in, and Skywarp gasped, his rhythm interrupted for a moment.

Sideswipe whined, struggling to keep his rythm, but unable to past the two iron-like grips on his hips. "Skywarp...!" He cried, resting his forehelm against Starscream's shoulder as he cycled his valve down on the Seeker's spike to entice him to fragging move again! Primus, the pressure was driving him insane!

Skywarp gasped, shaking his head, and moved harder than before, the image of Thundercracker taking it in the valve almost too much for him to process...TC never took it! "That is the fragging hottest thing I've seen...Primus. Star. Don't you like it? Can't hear you." Skywarp could damned sure hear himself, though, the rough intakes and sound of his fans, feeling like they were going to burn out with no warning.

"Sky. PLEASE. Harder. Want you to move him /in/ me. Want it so bad...do anything...need to overload..." Starscream couldn't see what was going on not that far from him, he had no idea. His limbs shook, though, his wings rattling against the berth. He looked up at Sideswipe and smiled. He looked so hot in between them, so perfect, so beautiful.

Sideswipe's optics had shuttered and he lost himself in the pleasure, letting it swallow him in its heated embrace. Pleading cries and begging words fell from his lips, his systems reaching sensory overload and he could feel his chestplates straining to open. He almost let them, too, but kept at least that much control on himself. "Oh frag, feel so good! Both of you, want it, want you, want to go over, watch you go over, PLEASE!"

"Come. I said come." Skywarp's voice dropped into a growl, and he pistoned forward, chasing his overload with a single-minded madness that sent shudders through him into the crimson mech under him, which traveled into Starscream below him. It was a dance, a violent whirl of emotion and pure lust, and soon Skywarp was lost, filling the frontliner with scalding fluid, driving forward so hard he thought he might accidentally go through the mech.

And Starscream was gone, shattered, the scream of pleasure painful to hear. His helm moved violently from side to side, almost as if he were denying the fact that it was over, that he'd overloaded hard against Sideswipe's spike. He continued moving against him, because in his pleasure-addled processor, to not do so would mean his loss, that he'd drift away without an anchor. "...love you..." he gasped, his optics flaring crimson fire, almost matching the writhing frontliner atop him.

The demand, so intense and so firm and Sideswipe was lost. He overloaded between his lovers, crying out their names as he experienced the double overload, transfluid spilling into Starscream and valve milking everything Skywarp had to give him. He hung there and then collapsed forward, breathing heavily to cool his frame, hips still held up and angled by the pair of servos clamped tightly on them. He groaned, feeling disinclined to move. "Love you too..." he murmured. "Both of you."


Skywarp panted, Sideswipe's words not having registered quite yet. He shook with the effort of not collapsing atop the two, and he rolled over to the side instead, fouling his wing. "OW! Fuck me!" he yelled, irritated with himself but still in the afterglow of what had definitely been one of his better overloads, pulling Sideswipe with him on the berth.

Seekers, it seemed, liked to cuddle afterward.

Starscream was out of it, but not so out of it that he hadn't heard Sides' words, which brought a soft smile to his lips. He knew it was true. That's what made this so good. And to bring Skywarp into it...back into Starscream's spark, as well, would make it better. They had been close, very close once. Starscream had driven Skywarp away, intentionally, so that he wouldn't know the extent of what went on in Starscream's personal life. It had been to save him what would have been a lot of hurt. He had never stopped caring about either of his trinemates. In distance lie safety. That mantra had kept him sane.

It wasn't needed anymore.

"Love you, Sides. Love you...Sky."

Sideswipe smiled, but shivered and groaned, his brother's pleasure transmitting to him clear as day and he protested a bit as his hardware struggled to come online again. He was lucky he was sated or it was possible he'd be up for another round. As it was, he just squirmed between the large bodies sandwiching his and rode out his brother's pleasure.

Starscream and Skywarp were speechless. For as long as they'd known their trinemate, the number of times he'd actually taken it could be numbered on both hands, and several of those...did not count, as they weren't precisely TC's idea and he hadn't enjoyed it in the least. Watching Thundercracker writhe helplessly beneath Sunstreaker made Skywarp whine lowly, his breath coming faster, but his equipment refused to cooperate so soon after the processor-melting overload he'd just had.

Starscream just smiled, leaning into Sideswipe. He could tell that TC was having the time of his function, just by the way he moaned beneath Sunstreaker. Starscream didn't blame him one bit...but he had the odd feeling that he wouldn't be having Sunny much anymore, not that TC had him. And that's exactly what it was, in Star's thoughts- those two were together.

Sideswipe whined, body wracking with a shudder, Sunstreaker's overload leaving a wash of pleasant tingles over his sensornet. And it was just pitfragging hot to watch his brother make the always composed Thundercracker writhe.

Starscream held Sides more tightly, hands gently stroking his chestplates, his arms, anywhere he could reach to help him ride out the backlash, and Skywarp grinned, kissing Sideswipe soundly on the mouth.

"Very nice, you two." Skywarp teased. "Four. Whatever."

Sideswipe just groaned, swatting half haertedly at his black and violet lover. "'S it s'posed to be possible to offline from over'oad'n?" He slurred, squirming weakly in Starscream's hold.

Sunstreaker snorted. "Speak for yourself." He grinned, pulling his spike free with a grunt of residual pleasure. He grinned at his lover, leaning in to lick the thin trickle of energon from his faceplates. "So hot, TC. You squirm so pretty."

"Don't know, Sides. Wanna find out?" Skywarp apparently felt better than he had when he'd shown up, his smile plastered to his face and all vestiges of worry gone from both his frame and his EM field.

Thundercracker actually laughed softly, laughed while he trembled slightly at Sunstreaker's action. His valve felt pleasantly sore, and he rubbed the dents he'd made in Sunny's arms. "So do you."

Starscream was the quiet one, this time. He looked like he was thinking fairly hard. He looked at the twins, and then at his trinemates. Then back at the twins. "Why...you said that you two can't bond. Why not?" A reasonable enough question, and Starscream only knew one other set of split spark twins...and Rumble and Frenzy were not likely to ever bond to anything, even if Soundwave would allow them to.

Sunstreaker had been about to give a snappy, cheeky reply to Thundercracker when Starscream's question broke into the haze of post-coital bliss. He stiffened, mouthplates going flat even as his spark seemed to shrink in its casing.

Sideswipe, for his part, took it in stride, sending comfort to his twin. He stared at Starscream, gauging the seriousness of the question. He sighed, snuggling into the Seeker's side as he replied. "Because we're split-sparks."

Starscream said softly, "I had gathered that much. It is rare for that to happen, true. Stories say you would be essentially the same spark, bound into two forms instead of one. Stories and science do not often coincide, though."

Skywarp just listened; he had almost no idea what they were discussing, and why would they be talking about bonding to begin with? Eesh, what a huge step. He wasn't sure he was ready to even think about slag like that...

Thundercracker slid up, taking Sunny with him and wrapping his arms around him in defiance of just about everything that his trinemates expected him to do. "Don't withdraw into yourself, Sunstreaker. Do not. For me."

"Not that easy." Sunstreaker bit out, letting Thundercracker pull him into an embrace regardless. He remained stiff, letting his brother handle the explanations.

"Well, you can rule this story as being based on fact." Sideswipe said, somewhat bitterly. "We would know." He sighed, staring at the wall, optics unfocused as he explained. "Believe me. We used to wonder all the time why we couldn't bond in the past. Simple questions, slag like that. Nobody ever had an answer for us. We were always told we couldn't and we'd just come to accept it." He shrugged. "It always bothered us, you know? We both had dreams of bonding, finding 'The One'. Cheesy, as the humans like to say, but it still stands. We can love. We can even have 'mates', but the only bonded partner we get is each other. Thank Primus for Ratchet or we'd never know ourselves. Fact is we ARE one spark split into two bodies. And generally, you need one FULL spark to bond." His lips twisted at the end. "Half a spark doesn't cut it. We've tried." He laughed bitterly. "Nearly killed Sunstreaker..." His voice was barely a whisper.

Thundercracker's grasp increased almost imperceptibly at that. He was willing to bet that it hadn't been Sunstreaker who'd tried to bond. "Not easy, yes. But not as hard as you think, when you are not alone."

Star had that look on his face, the 'thinking' look. He was running possibilities through his processor and abandoning them just as quickly, a small from cropping up. Why was he thinking so hard on this, why did it matter...

"What if you both did it at the same time to someone?" Skywarp asked, out of the blue. He had been paying attention, and Skywarp was nowhere near as stupid as some tried to make him out to be. "When us three agreed to trine, we all bonded together, sort of. Not like a partner-bond, but it involved sparks, and ended up giving us the link we have."

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker stared the teleporter. There was thick silence and then they looked at each other, Sideswipe saying in an almost wondering tone, "We... Never thought of that..."

Sunstreaker snorted, ever the pessimist. "S'not like we'd ever fall for the same bot anyways. Our tastes differ a little too much."

Thundercracker tilted his head questioningly. "It could work, Sunstreaker." For the first time, he looked at Sideswipe...but then shook his head. He wouldn't do that to Sunny. Ever. "I will not forsake you for your twin, Sunstreaker. I do hope you know that."

"Just an idea, y'know." Skywarp shrugged, a little embarrassed that his idea had actually been a good one. "Cuz...well...you all seem...very close."

Starscream was eyeing Sideswipe speculatively. He...wanted to be close. As close as he could get. Yet he didn't want to hurt anyone in this room in the process. He decided words were probably insufficient, and merely grabbed Sideswipe's hand in his own, squeezing gently.

Sideswipe looked back at Starscream just as he squeezed his hand and it was an automatic response to squeeze back. He snorted at Skywarp, dragging the teleporter down on top of them, blanketing himself in the warmth. He wasn't entirely sure what the line of questioning had been for, but it had spiked hope in his spark. Although, knowing the Seekers were already bonded sent a sort of bitter pang through him, which he pushed away. There was no use getting jealous.

Sunstreaker looked at his lover with some confusion as well. "I don't think I said you would... And I know that, fragger." He tapped Thundercracker's chest plating to prove his point. "But why the sudden interest?" That was what he was most curious about.

"Because I like to know things in advance." Thundercracker said solemnly, poking Sunstreaker right back with a slight smile. "Just in case."

The two snuggling Seekers covered Sideswipe in their wings, one on either side. "What happened, when you tried? I don't mean to bring up bad slag, but...I guess I just don't get it." Skywarp said, laying his head on Sideswipe's shoulder.

"Skywarp, it doesn't matter, we will risk no one just because I am insecure and..." Starscream didn't finish the statement.

Sunstreaker grunted, also not wanting to explain this.

Sideswipe pulled back a bit to look at Starscream. "And what, Stars?"

"I do not need to burden you wish any more than what I have done already, and at any rate, it seems to be impossible, so it's irrelevant." Starscream's tone was odd; quiet and thoughtful, to be sure, but something else was mixed in there as well. Of course there was something to stop him, but perhaps that was a good thing; Starscream never was one to wait, not one to be patient.

Skywarp had no such compunctions; perhaps it was his lack of deep emotional involvement. "It couldn't have been that bad; you're both still here, and apparently able to sparkplay, or else I wouldn't have seen you all sprawled on the floor like you got hit by lightning. Aaaaaanyway, guys with wings, we had better be getting back...yeah, it's me saying this, cuz you two look like you're gonna sit here forever. And if you do that, we're all three gonna be in deep slag." Skywarp looked at his trinemates, then at Sideswipe, before shifting himself to get up and leave.

"Skywarp." Thundercracker's tone was firm. "We are not going back."

"What? What the frag are you thinking?" Skywarp's jaw looked like it was about to hit the floor.

Sunstreaker subconsciously clutched tighter to Thundercracker when Skywarp had said they needed to leave. Truth be told, he was rather surprised he hadn't received any hails from Prowl, although he assumed that had something to do with Ratchet. He would have to thank the medic later. If only for giving them time for their 'privacy'. Either way, he tried not to glare at the teleporter (failing rather miserably) and made to let go of Thundercracker.

Sideswipe's mouth had twisted into a very stubborn frown which indicated to those who knew that he wasn't saying another word on the subject. He gave Skywarp a very serious glare of his own, sitting up despite the rush to his processor and growled, "Like pit I'm letting you go back to that madmech!"

"Which?" Skywarp said rather flippantly. "There's a lot of 'em, us three included. Isn't a 'Con in the faction who has all his bolts tightened." Skywarp was confused, and confused brought out the smartaft in him rather well.

Starscream's dark faceplates had almost visibly paled, and his hand clutched more tightly to Sideswipe's as he sat up. "Skywarp..I...we..." He couldn't speak coherently, his words were gone.

Thundercracker remained silent. If he said anything, it might alter peoples' true feelings, and he didn't want to influence the outcomes. All he did was hold on. Held on tight.

"Megatron." Sideswipe scowled, gripping Starscream's hands just as tightly, trying to be reassuring. "Fragger uses you, Warp! You can't tell me you like it! He's out for himself and frag anybody who says otherwise!"

Sunstreaker revved his engine angrily in agreement. His optics were focused on the pair and despite Thundercracker's grip on him, he was prepared to fight free to jump to his brother's defense.

Thundercracker's hold doesn't increase, even though he can feel the tension in the area. He stays right beside Sunstreaker, though, ready to step in if he absolutely had to. "Calm. He doesn't realize it, Sunstreaker. He is the youngest of us."

Starscream's optics widened and he froze at Sideswipe's words...yes, that was it, in a nutshell, as the humans said. He wanted Skywarp to see this, but he knew it was hard. Damned hard.

"Who the slag are you to say who can do what?" Skywarp said, his wings flaring out unconsciously. "He's our commander. He has the right to have anyone under his command, and it's our place to serve him in any way we can! Already asked you how often you two get ordered to Prime's berth, I'm sure he does the same." Skywarp said confidently, steadily ignoring the wingtwitches and stiff movements from his trinemates.

They'd sheltered him from some of it. Perhaps they shouldn't have. Then Starscream wouldn't have to feel the tension in his lover, wouldn't have to see Thundercracker wince almost imperceptibly at every word Skywarp uttered.


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