Is it bad to update things too quickly? Do people lose interest? I'm just wondering because I could slow down and build your anticipation if you want. I just have it all planned out and I want to get it all down. I need some serious feedback on the Jet Twins, I don't know how I did with them.

Burr returned to the apartment with a new sense of hope. Maybe things would get better, maybe he didn't have to live like this for the rest of his life. Maybe his sparklings wouldn't be turned into merciless Decepticons.

Then again, maybe not.

While Blurr would love to believe that Autobots would always prevail he'd learned that nothing is for sure, and that he should never expect what's to come. While it was difficult not to hope, for some reason Blurr found it necessary to keep his sanity.

Blurr collapsed on the berth, exhausted, with two babies still strapped to his back. After a second of rest both creatures began to whine. Blurr, almost too tired to sit up, removed the sparklings from his back and threw the sling aside. He laid on his back and allowed Zippy and Lightwave to feed while he fell into a blissful recharge.

Shockwave returned that night. Instead of removing the two tiny sleeping creatures from their carrier's side, he went to recharge in one of the other rooms.

Blurr woke up the next morning with his chest plate closed and two tiny creatures sleeping on each side. He was disoriented a moment, thrown off by the absence of Shockwave, but quickly came to when Lightwave let out a tiny whimper, indicating it was time to be fed. Blurr scooped the half asleep figure into his arms and allowed her to feed. She looked to be recharging but still sucked at the nozzle. Blurr laid back, he watched Zippy rest against his leg and, in the peace of the moment, nearly fell asleep himself.

Before he could, though, Shockwave came into the room from the house, surprising Blurr a bit.

"I didn't know you were here." He stated, recovering from the slight scare his master had given him. Shockwave approached the berth "My apologies." He said. Blurr was taken aback but tried not to show it. The larger leaned down "I hope I did not wake anyone." He continued, referring to the two content sparklings clinging to their carrier. Again, Blurr was shocked. Since when did Shockwave show any concern for his offspring? Of course it didn't bother Blurr too much, despite his hatred for Shockwave's ideals almost all carriers prefer to have the creator preset and caring. Shockwave, despite his homicidal tendencies, had nothing against his own and, considering these sparklings are his own, Blur showed no concern for them around the creator.

"No," said Blurr after a moment "They're fine…Where were you?"

"I recharged in another room."

"Oh…why?"

"I saw you three lying here last night and I did not want to disturb you. I found no reason to ruin such a moment."

Blurr raised his brow "What kind of moment?"

Suddenly Shockwave caught himself. He had to go over it with himself again. Blurr was for entertainment, the sparklings were for science. He went over this nearly every day with himself yet still sometimes slipped in his words.

"Just a very peaceful one." He stated simply "I thought I'd let you get some rest because you won't be getting any tonight."

Lightwave finished her meal and released. She fell back in Blurr's arms so that her head was upside down, facing Shockwave. She screamed with curious happiness at the sight of her creator, and reached her tiny servos out in an attempt to reach him. Blurr got her right side up and held her out to Shockwave "Do you want to hold her?" he offered, presenting a tiny curious being to the very large creator. After a moment Shockwave took her carefully, being sure not to accidentally hurt her with unknown strength. He held her cradled in one arm. She snuggled against his chest plate, calming at the rhythm of his spark.

Blurr inwardly sighed 'How could such an innocent little thing feel so attached to this monster?' He thought, watching as Lightwave lovingly snuggled up to her creator. Blurr found it almost unfair. No matter what, until they reach the age where they're aware, the sparklings will always love both Carrier and Creator. They'll be comfortable with both, recognize both as care taker, and trust both. Being carrier and knowing Shockwave's true intentions, Blurr found this only slightly unfair. Of course he knew he couldn't do anything about it, but it was still frustrating.

Shockwave handed the sleeping thing back to Blurr. As he did it began to cry, reaching for it's creator with desperate little servos. Blurr cradled it in an attempt to keep her calm but she wouldn't have it. She protested insistently until Shockwave, in his annoyance, took it back.

"I suppose," he started "Since it seems so attached at the moment, that I could take it for a few tests."

Blurr rolled his optics. He'd nearly forgotten about that. The carrier crossed his arms "I still think they're too young for that."

"That doesn't matter." With that Shockwave left, taking the sparkling away. After a few seconds Blurr felt a wave of worry fall over him. He hadn't been away from the sparklings since transfer. His processor started thinking that the little thing would get hurt, it could be sad or hungry, or want to play or chew on something. What was going to happen if it was hungry? How long does it take a sparkling to starve? What if Shockwave accidently traumatizes it, or hurts it, or drops it, which is the same as hurting it!

Blurr wanted to grab Zippy and race after his master but with all the thoughts jumbling through his head at once he wasn't sure if that was a good idea. He had to be sensible, stop thinking the worst and trust the creator to take care of it's creation. Shockwave may be tough but he knew when to be gentle.

Blurr calmed. He thought about the situation and slowed down. Lightwave was fine, she was with her creator. Blurr actually would have been more concerned had it been Zippy. Shockwave could figure out he's slightly defective and get rid of him.

Blurr rested his hand on Zippy's head. Zippy was a quiet baby. All ever wanted to do was sleep and eat on occasion. It was like taking care half a sparkling, which Blurr was thankful for because if he constantly had two sparkling bothering him he'd lose his mind. Blurr scoops Zippy up and rests the sparkling on his chest without disturbing it. They fell into recharge, sparks beating together contently.

As Shockwave walked through the hall to his office he got a few strange looks. Nobody had seen Shockwave holding one of the new arrivals and they never thought they would. Everyone was talking about the sparklings. Their existence was very controversial. Shockwave could have chosen almost anyone to spark for his experiment, even Decepticons from Velocitron, but he didn't. He chose an Autobot slave. People started rumors, talked about the situation freely, saying that Shockwave was in love with an Autobot. Nobody really saw Blurr so the slave was shrouded in some mystery that gossip bots loved to talk about. It was no mystery what Shockwave and Blurr did when they were together. Despite many decepticon protests no one dared approach him on the matter, in fact, he was so feared, no one even thought it shameful what he was doing.

Shockwave arrived at his lab and laid the creature on a small berth. He scanned her three times, measuring brain waves, processor speed, development and make. She was not built for going fast and she seemed a bit more aware than the average sparkling. The tests didn't take long, a half hour at most, so Shockwave picked her up and went to reunite her with the carrier.

As he walked back to the room he encountered Starscream, who ran into him due to lack of focus.

"Watch where you going." Starscream demanded as Shockwave walked away. The annoying bot, seeing he'd been ignored, perused the larger "Hey! I'm talking to you."

"I don't care." Said Shockwave simply.

"I am a high ranking officer-"

"A fact that still baffles me."

"Pay attention when I'm talking to you."

Shockwave, unable to stand the bots voice and, basically entire existence, ignored his "Superior" and kept walking. Starscream , tired of being disrespected, in order to get the bot to pay attention, manage to pluck Lightwave off it's creators arm. Before he could say anything he was shoved against the wall, Shockwave's weapon pointed to the side of his head.

"Unless you want to die," Threatened the tank smoothly "I suggest you give that back."

Starscream handed the little thing over and Shockwave continued with his business, unbothered.

Shockwave returned the sparkling to it's sleeping carrier. He rested the equally tired child beside it's care taker before going back to work.

Later that night Blurr woke up with a start. Zippy fell off his chest and began to cry. Blurr immediately jumped into action "Oh, no, no, no, don't cry, it's alright." He soothed frantically, pulling the sparkling into his arms "Please don't cry, please please please don't cry." He begged, cradling the whimpering being.

As he soothed one twin the other began to cry. Blurr threw his head back in frustration "Why does everyone choose to cry at the same time?" he grumbled, opening his chest plate and let them both do what they wanted. Blurr was surprised about the amount of energy he had. He hadn't refueled since yesterday but he felt no fatigue and actually felt a strange sense of contentment. He couldn't fathom it. He was still in the same situation, with the same dilemmas, same everything accept the fact that Sparkling's were now involved. True, Shockwave had been being a lot nicer, their intercourse had become more regular and calm, loving almost, and Shockwave didn't bother Blurr too much. Despite all this, though, Blurr still felt confused.

He was content, why was he content? What is making what's happening right now feel so normal? Maybe it was his new hope for freedom? Was it the sudden lack of his masters presents, was it the sudden arrival of sparklings? What was this unnatural feeling? What brought it on?

Blurr couldn't think straight. He started thinking about how this wasn't so bad, or that he should stay in this safe place to take care of his sparkling's.

"What are you thinking!?" he called to himself out loud then leaving the rest in his head 'That's ridicules, you can't stay here! This is demeaning, demoting, positively absurd and unfair. I am used as a toy not as a companion, I mean nothing to him and neither do these sparkling's.'

Then Blurr looked down at them.

He grumbled "Stop being so cute." He requested, watching as Lightwave hugged his chest. He turned his attention to Zippy who wiggled comfortably into place. Blurr got on his knees and laid them down next to each other so he could look at them. As he looked at their squirming figures a thought crossed his mind "I have no idea how to properly take care of you." He mumbled, looking between them "You could both easily end up not knowing how to walk and it would be all my fault." The words came out surprisingly nonchalant. The new carrier thought a moment "Maybe I should get on that." He scooped them both up again. He thought back to early school days 'lets see, sparkling, sparkling's, what did we learn about sparkling's." He contemplated.

"Oh!" he stood up and sat on the floor beside the berth. He laid both creature on their stomach and watched as they squirmed in an effort to move. For almost two hours Blurr watched as they little sparklings wiggled and tried to crawl but could not get their tiny arms to support their minimal weight. It was boring and Blurr wasn't too fond of it. If there was one thing he remembered, though, from learning about sparkling's way back when, it's that this will eventually teach them to crawl and get used to the world. By the end Zippy was asleep and Lightwave was still determined to get on her hands and feet.

"Alright baby," started the carrier, getting up and brining the still determined Lightwave with him "You're not going to get on your feet any time soon." He brought both back to the crib for a nap before turning out the lights and taking one himself.

Later that night Shockwave returned only to find his partner doing the exact same thing he'd been doing all day. Recharging.

He noted how lazy Blurr had become since transfer and thought he should rectify the situation. Although he did not often wake his partner for interfacing, for some reason the time seemed appropriate.

Shockwave took a subtle approached, lightly running his hand down Blurr's side. The blue bot stired slightly, turning and looking up as Shockwave climbed over him.

"Shockwave?" he mumbled sleepily, rolling onto his back to look up at the larger mech.

The Decepticon ran a light servo across Blurr's face plate, leaning down to get a better look "I thought we'd have some fun." He cooed, slowly beginning to part Blurr's legs.

Blurr, to his own surprise, invited the touch with no resistance or protest. His panel clicked open, and his valve was already throbbing, anxious for penetration.

Shockwave, instead of immediately satisfying the valves demands as he usually did, stimulated the inner thigh, rubbing his thumb gently across the inside, pulling light gasps from the bot below him. Blurr tensed suddenly when a servo ran across his entrance but went no further.

Blurr took deep breaths in an attempt to control the tension building in his system. The anxiety was both arousing and painful as Shockwave outlined every curve of his beautifully formed body. Every time Blurr didn't squirm his body jolted slightly, tingles developing beneath his outer layer with every gentle touch from those teasing claws.

Eventually Shockwave moved one of his servos down and rested the tip of his claw right inside the edge of the valve, pulling a shaking breath from Blurr as his body shook with anticipation and the small occasional spark that tickled his body.

Slowly Shockwave moved in. His servo inserted itself slowly into the valve, only to come right back out again, continuing the teasing them. Blurr said nothing through the entire experience, but instead just let it happen. He would grumble nonsense here and there but nothing was a true thought or word.

Shockwave leaned his helm down, nuzzling Blurr's neck as he teased the poor bot below him. The heat of his partners helm on his neck somehow comforted Blurr. He stretched it further, allowing entrance.

"Oh how I wish I could kiss you." Mumbled Shockwave, now in a steady groove with his servo. Suddenly Blurr snuck his head under Shockwaves and began kissing his partners face plate. Shockwave openly invited the action, putting a hand behind Blurr's head and deepening the kiss as Blurr wrapped his arms around his neck. They sat up slightly, getting into the moment as a servo still pumped into Blurr's valve, despite now being on his knees. Shockwave removed his servo from the opening and put it on his mate's back, easing them back onto the berth. The kiss began to falter as a claw was reinserted into Blurr's valve. While he tried to keep the kiss going, finding it quite stimulating, Blurr had to separate when his small gasps and whimpers took over with every push of the claw.

After a few more minutes Shockwave inserted a second servo, stretching his bot further in preparation for entry. Blurr still hung off his neck as a third servo was entered. Blurr jumped slightly. This came as a surprise, Shockwave did not often insert three servos before penetrating with his spike. Blurr didn't mind of course, he loved the feeling of the sharp claws scraping gently at his walls. They ticked his valve and stretched him in the most pleasurable way possible.

Blurr let out a strained outward gasp as the third servo joined the others. He could feel the overload come already and they were only about a half hour in.

Blurr's voice was weak and strained as he struggled against the impending overload. Haning off of his master's neck he threw his head back as it hit him.

It was amazing.

Blurr hadn't overloaded like that in what felt like ages. It was so full and mind bending, a sensation he hoped would last forever. The valve walls clenched desperately at the servos that met them, kissing the sharp tips fiercely demanding more. Shockwave kept the servos in until the over load began to subside. He then removed them and, after a moment of watching Blurr ty to recover, replaced them with the tip of his spike.

Shockwave put a hand on his lovers back for support as the grip around his neck began to dwindle. Blurr stiffened again, still recovering from the overload and preparing for another one.

Slowly the spike slid in. It was warm against the folds of the valve, caressing and rubbing them lovingly. Blurr shivered at the pace. When it was all the way in it was pulled all the way out. This happened several times, each time pulling a new sound from Blurr, each more beautiful that he last. Shockwave thrived on such stimulation. Seing his bot squirm beneath him, needy and desperate, was all he needed.

The thrust came to a steady rhythm, slowing down on occasion just to tease Blurr. The valve wall often clenched the spike, but always lost its prize, only to receive it again.

Blurr could barely let out a sound, his voice was lost to the lust that consumed him with every thrust and clench of the valve. Each time everything got better, closer to the sweet sensation of overload. At the end, when Blurr was really starting to show signs of coming, Shockwave sped up. As their hips impacted Blurr's moans and cries became louder until he threw his head back again, calling his master's name as loud as he could, then repeating it over and over again in rhythm with the thrust and his lover's grunts. An overload flushed through his body, shocking every system and stimulating every sensor. It was better than the first as it flew through his body. The valve clenched hard against the fully inserted spike, that came not long after, sending more shivers and waves though Blurr's already over stimulated body. As the feeling died down Blurr's grip on Shockwave's neck finally gave out and released. The blue bot was laid gently on the berth by his partner.

Shockwave pulled out. He rolled over and made himself comfortable beside his mate who snuggled up to his side. Neither went to sleep. Instead they stayed up, staring at nothing in comfortable silence. Shockwave's arms wrapped protectively around his lovers shoulder, draping over Blurr's waist, as Blurr rested his head on Shockwave chest and snuggled against the larger mech's side.

"I want to have another sparkling." Said Shockwave suddenly, after a while.

Despite wanting to protest, to sit up and deny his master the right to another child, all Blurr could do was readjust himself and grumble,

"Not tonight, I'm too tired."

Wow, there hasn't been a full on interface scene in a while. Hope you liked it, don't forget to tell me how I did with the Jet twins, thanks all. J