A few days later, and Mirage was still out of it. Bee was still in the med bay, but not because of what had happened, but to visit someone, someone he hoped loved him as much as Bee loved the other bot.
"Ratchet" Bumblebee called coming into the med bay.
Ratchet about fell out of his chair when he heard Bee's voice, as Ratchet was getting to the point he couldn't deny or hide his feelings any longer.
"Are you in here" Bumblebee called again thinking maybe the medic wasn't here.
Ratchet came out of his office, "I am here, Bee. You wanted to see me?"
"I did...Ratchet I...um that is" Bee started and was suddenly really nervous.
Ratchet moved closer to Bee, both had their sparks going at a million miles an hour. And as Ratchet got closer, Bee reached out, grabbed the medic and gave the bot a huge, searing kiss. Ratchet was stiff at first, but then relaxed, as it felt so right.
Feeling Ratchet respond to the kiss warmed Bumblebee's spark as this felt so right to him and finally he pulled away. "Ratchet..."
Ratchet couldn't help himself as he brought his sensor filled hand down and ran it along Bee's side and aft. Ratchet's spark was pulsing faster than he ever felt before. Ratchet felt like something was wrong when Bee's lips left his own. As Ratchet realized that this feeling was mutual, but that still didn't make things easy for the medic. "Wow… I … I don't know what to say"
Bumblebee looked down slightly. "I...I just had to let you know..."
Bee tried to leave, but before he could go, Ratchet grabbed the minibot's hand and pulled the small yellow bot toward him. Bee was unsure what was going to happen until Ratchet planted a searing hot kiss on Bee's lips, letting Bee know in no uncertain terms that the medic loved the little bot.
Bumblebee couldn't help but moan into the kiss and he clung to Ratchet.
Ratchet felt something strange as he continued to kiss the small yellow bot – his chest plating was starting to shift around. Ratchet only hoped that Bee's was doing the same thing, or he was going to be sparkbroken and the medic didn't know if he could take that.
"Ratchet..." Bumblebee breathed as his chest plate was shifting as well.
Ratchet's chest plates opened, revealing the old medic's battered spark. Ratchet was too busy to watch what happened, as Bee's young, vibrant spark made its way toward the medic's old battered spark. And before the two even realized it, there sparks were connected, dancing over their helms, uniting the two.
Bumblebee moaned as his spark connected to Ratchets and he clung to the medic. "Ratchet..."
Ratchet was lost in the intense sensation that the bonding had sent though his body, causing the medic to shiver. The feeling was so right and so intense, Ratchet just let the feelings control his movements.
Pleasure and contentment Bumblebee had never felt before coursed through him as he and Ratchet became one and he was so overwhelmed by everything that he clung to Ratchet.
Ratchet protectively held his precious little minibot sparkmate as the two started to come down from the bliss of bonding. Ratchet could not believe it – after all these years, after having dated so many mechs and femmes, he finally found the one made for him.
"Mmmm, Ratchet" Bumblebee said softly unable to believe he was no longer alone that there was someone who loved him and wanted him.
"Bee, I hope I don't disappoint you" stated Ratchet, coming down from the bonding high, 'but I will do my best to be the best sparkmate I can to you"
"I know you will be Ratchet" Bumblebee said then sagged a little in the medics arms a bit weak.
"when was the last time you had any energon, Bee?" Ratchet asked worriedly, as his bondmate just seemed too weak.
"A few hours I think"
"how much did you have, Bee?" Ratchet asked as he prepared a energon drip for his mate.
"A cube and a half, couldn't handle anymore without purging"
Ratchet frowned as it was not enough for a bot, even a minibot, who was carrying. "bee, I know this is something you may not care for, but I need to run a energon drip in you, as you are not getting enough energon for you and the developing sparklings."
Bumblebee nodded and let Ratchet lay him down and hook the drip up to him.
And as Ratchet was hooking Bee up, Optimus caught the medic and the minibot off guard as Optimus was bringing his sparklings in for a check-up. 'If you are busy, I can come back' stated Optimus, starting to back away.
"No Optimus its fine just let me finishing getting Bumblebee settled" Ratchet informed him.
"how much longer before Mirage will be released from sedation" Optimus asked as Ratchet scanned over the two little seekerlings.
"Oh probably here when I'm done with these two" Ratchet said.
'I will be very glad, as I still don't see how Mirage can run the quarters so well. I can't even make half of what he does. It will be good to have him back, as I miss him as well" stated Optimus as he watched as Ratchet checked the seekerlings, but also kept an optic on Bee. "so did it all work out?" asked Optimus, catching the medic off guard.
When Ratchet realized what Optimus was talking about he nodded. "Yes it did"
"I am glad it did' replied Optimus as he watched Ratchet finish with the seekerlings and then check on Bee.
"How did you know?" asked Ratchet.
"About Mirage and I – our sparks longed for each other. About you and Bee – I just watched the way you two interacted, and hoped for the best" Optimus responded taking his little seekerlings over to visit Wingspan while Ratchet went to unsedate Mirage, shocked by what his old friend had told him.
Had they been that obvious? Shaking his head he unsedated Mirage and soon the illusionist started to wake.
"Ugh…oh wha? Ngh! What happened to me?" asked Mirage as he slowly came out of his forced stasis lock.
"It's alright Mirage" Ratchet said gently. "What's the last thing you remember"
"Sk-sk-Skywarp r-r-r-raping B-b-Bumblebee and I" replied Mirage, still shaking from what had happened, as no one had tried to calm the bot down before sedating him.
"Easy Mirage it's alright, you're safe and Bumblebee is safe in fact he's right there on the other berth. I'm taking care of my bonded"
"Bonded? Bonded?" Mirage had no idea what Ratchet meant, as Mirage didn't know the medic had bonded to the yellow minibot, but hearing that term Mirage had one question on his mind – where was his bonded and his family?
"Yes, Bumblebee and I have bonded and your bonded and seekerlings are there over by Wingspan talking to him"
Mirage was still not quite awake enough to walk, but Mirage was not going to let that stop him, and as the illusionist climbed off the berth, he slid on to the floor, much to the chagrin of Ratchet, as Optimus had taken just that minute to look over at Mirage.
Optimus went over and kissed Mirage lovingly. "Hello my sweet love"
Mirage was still out of it, but still felt bad "I'm sorry, my beloved. You should never have let me have time to myself and this never would have happened."
"Shhh my love there is no reason to apologize, if this had not happened then Bumblebee and Ratchet would not be bonded now"
Mirage nodded slightly, 'Optimus, I just want to go home"
Optimus nodded. "Of course my love, I still want you to take it easy for a few days till you feeling better"
"But the sparklings…what about the sparklings?" Optimus just shook his head, even when Mirage was out of it, his first thoughts were for his family.
"They're fine my love you need time to rest a bit"
"No…I need…I need to take care of things…I need" Mirage mumbled as Optimus dragged Mirage out, briefly leaving the seekerlings with Wingspan.
Wingspan was surprised by that but he kept an eye on them nonetheless.
"You must rest first" Optimus told Mirage taking him back to their quarters to rest.
Seaspan and Bluefire enjoyed spending time with Wingspan, though Wingspan was hoping to see his own seekerlings. And after about 30 minutes, Optimus returned and took the twin seekerlings with him. 'Don't worry, Wingspan, Hot Rod is on his way"
"Thank you" Wingspan said and shifted just a bit wincing.
Hot Rod soon walked in after Optimus left, bringing the precious seekerlings with him.
Wingspan gave them a smile, a slightly pained one but a smile none the less.
"Wingspan, I know you wanted to see them, but it seems like you are in a lot of pain today. Maybe I should leave them with someone and comeback on my own" stated Hot Rod concerned for his mate who was slowly healing.
"No, please Hot Rod I need my seekerlings" Wingspan said.
"then you shall have them, my dear" stated Hot Rod giving his mate a hot kiss before handing over the seekerlings.
Wingspan nuzzled each one then kissed each of them.
Ratchet watched from a distance, as he realized that soon he would be in Hot Rod's position. And for as many sparklings as Ratchet had helped deliver, he was nervous about taking care of a sparked mate.
Bumblebee feeling Ratchets nervousness sent a love pulse to his mate.
Ratchet smiled as he felt the love pulse. "how come you are so confident, my mini mate?"
"Because I have you" Bumblebee said. "And I know you'll be there with me"
Ratchet felt better as he didn't know before just how much Bee got his confidence from the bot. "maybe I ought to talk to one of the experienced bots to help reduce my nerves, eh Bee?"
"Couldn't hurt...after you give me a kiss"
Ratchet couldn't resist as Bee just had the way of saying that that compelled Ratchet to follow Bee's small command. Ratchet gave bee a hot searing kiss, not even caring that Hot Rod and Wingspan were in the med bay as well. All Ratchet saw and felt was him and his mate.
Bumblebee moaned into the kiss and nuzzled him when it was over.
"You know something, Bee. You are going to make it really hard to keep my hands off you while we are out of our quarters" stated Ratchet.
"You say that like it's a bad thing" Bumblebee teased.
"well, my little Bee, I don't think we need to show the world how we are in the berth room, we should save that just for us, don't you think?" asked Ratchet, gently rubbing Bee's aft with his highly sensored hand.
"That's something I was going to ask, when am I moving into your room?" Bumblebee asked moaning feeling Ratchet rub his aft.
"you are welcome to move in as soon as I release you from here and as soon as you are ready" stated Ratchet, enjoying the sight as he watched his mate get riled up from merely having his aft rubbed.
Bumblebee wanted more he truly did but he wasn't fully ready to do more with Ratchet, not because he didn't love the medic because he did. But his attack was still fresh in his processor.
Ratchet stopped, as he could see bee was becoming uncomfortable. 'there is no rush, my mini mate, and I won't push you to go beyond your comfort level. I know that the whole thing is still going through your mind. Just know I love you and whatever you choose, I will support."
"I know and you have no idea how much that means to me" Bumblebee said taking a hold of Ratchets hand.
Ratchet stroked Bee's faceplate. Ratchet ached to be intimate with his new mate, but the medic also knew he would have to be patient and wait, as Bee was still traumatized by what had happened.
Bumblebee leaned into the gentle touch. "I wish I could give myself to you now Ratchet" Bumblebee said though he knew the medic would give him all the time he needed.
"shh, my mini mate. Don't feel bad, we will have time, at a later time" replied Ratchet.
Bumblebee nodded and kissed Ratchet softly.
Meanwhile, in their shared quarters, with Optimus having left to take care of something, Mirage had gotten up trying to get back to the routine that he and the sparklings were used to. Mirage knew he shouldn't have been up, but he saw little choice in the matter since Optimus had stepped out of the quarters.
The sparklings of course seemed to know their mama wasn't feeling good and tried to get him to sit back down.
And while Peacekeeper tried his best to get Mirage to stop doing so much, Flasher took off in search of Optimus, as the sparklings had learned that if they needed to stop momma from running himself into the ground, they needed daddy.
Optimus had gone to his office for a short time.
Flasher walked right into his daddy's office, unaware it was not always smart to enter unannounced.
"I am busy can't you see" Optimus barked, surprising Flasher, but not scaring the little one off.
"Well, mommy is out of bed and running himself ragged, but if you don't care, I can go" spouted Flasher, not willing to be ignored and not one to run.
"Flasher I'm sorry, I didn't realize it was you" Optimus said coming over to his son and picked him up. "Forgive me, come let's go get mommy back resting" Optimus said carrying Flasher.
Flasher was still not happy with his dad, but the main concern right now was mommy. "Why the hell should I have to let you know it's me, daddy. There are almost no bots that enter your office unannounced but your family. You really need to learn to control your anger."
"I know my sweet, I will try and work on it I promise" Optimus said.
Optimus entered the quarters only to see Mirage trying not to crash as he ran around the quarters. Optimus was not very happy, as he knew Mirage needed rest, but Optimus also knew if he tried to yell, Mirage would disappear. Optimus had to figure out a way to do this without making Mirage feel attacked or feel useless.
Grabbing some cubes of energon he set them all down but one. "Mirage love, come have some energon"
Mirage tried to avoid his mate, but Optimus was stronger than Mirage and soon Optimus had Mirage loaded with energon and asleep. Peacekeeper merely looked at Optimus, as if saying that this was not the first time that this had happened.
"I'm going to make sure your mama has help if I cannot be here" Optimus assured his son and began to clean and tend to the sparklings.
"dad, mom doesn't want you to constantly watch over him, he wants a little breathing room. And if you bring someone in to help, make sure it is someone mom can stand or else it won't help mom at all" stated Peacekeeper, having watched the whole thing from a distance.
"Who do you suggest Keeper"
'Jazz or Hot Rod dad, as Mirage enjoys their company" stated Keeper, making Optimus sad in the fact that he hadn't even picked up on the fact that most of the bots he had assigned to watch over his mate, his mate didn't care for.
Optimus nodded. "What do you want to do while mommy rests"
"I don't know dad, no one has ever asked me something like that before' replied Keeper.
That hurt Optimus a lot. "Anything at all"
"can I just be a sparkling?" asked Keeper.
"Yes, my sweet you can. Play"
Keeper took one look at Flasher and the two shared a look as the two ran off just to have fun and wreak havoc on the rest of the crew. Optimus was still reeling from the answer his own sparkling had given him. Had things really been that difficult?
Things had to change he knew and he would start taking some of the older sparklings with him when he was able to during the day.
'Daddy!" Bluesky screamed, happy to see Optimus, 'It good to see you" the little one said as she gave Optimus a big hug.
Optimus hugged her back. "Hello my darling, it is good to see you too"
"why is daddy sad" asked Bluesky, ever the optimist.
"Daddy wants to help mommy but he can't smother mommy either"
"How 'bout taking mommy on a vacation? Even if for a few hours, mommy could use it, and I think daddy could use it too" replied Bluesky.
Optimus kissed her helm. "That is a wonderful suggestion sweetheart"
Bluesky beamed at her daddy before running off. She may only be a sparkling, but she did have one heck of an idea. The question was what to do with 8 sparklings so that Optimus and Mirage could have a short vacation on their own.
He called a few mechs and started to make arrangements.
When Mirage awoke several hours later, he was scared, as he heard no sparklings and things seemed too utterly quiet, and before Optimus could reach his mate to let him know, Mirage began to run around the quarters, terrified about what might have happened to the sparklings, especially the two littlest seekerlings.
Optimus finally managed to get a hold of Mirage. "My love, it's alright, the sparklings are fine"
Mirage looked at his mate, "What the hell is going on?"
"Calm down my love, one of our little ones had a wonderful idea. You can I are going to get away for a few hours on a little vacation"
"A vacation? Just the two of us? Like before Firestar was sparked?" Mirage asked, stunned, as it hadn't been since before Firestar and Fader were sparked that the two had spent time together just the two of them.
"Yes, like that" Optimus said. "What do you say my love"
"I want to do this so bad, but what about all the sparklings?" asked Mirage, which saddened Optimus, as Mirage was so focused on the sparklings that the bot almost never made time for himself anymore.
"Their all being taken care of don't worry"
"If you say so, dear" replied Mirage, not sure how to act now that it was just him and his mate.
"Do you not wish to do this?"
"yes, yes, YES!" was all Mirage could say.
"Yes you want to do this or no you don't want to" Optimus asked he would do whatever Mirage wanted.
"Yes, I want to do this, my mate, as I have missed being myself and just having time with you" replied Mirage.
Optimus kissed him lovingly before he led Mirage away from the ARK to a sheltered area.
Mirage's optics widened with pure joy as Optimus led the bot further and further away from the ship.
Optimus smiled and vowed to show Mirage a wonderful time.
Mirage felt his mate grab his hand and soon the two ran off like wild young lovers, as they had been before all the sparklings came, and Mirage was starting to once again become the Mirage that Optimus had fallen in love with all that time ago.
Optimus playfully tackled Mirage at one point and straddled his mate's thigh plates and smiled down at him.
Mirage wrestled with his mate, happiness pouring out of the bot's spark and zinging through the bond. Optimus had to laugh, out of the mouth of his sparklings had come the idea which was bringing him and his mate back together.
At some point Optimus ended up on his back side and Mirage on top of him with his arms pinned above him. "You have me my love"
Mirage was feeling very dominant as he had now pinned his mate to the ground, and so, after having made sure that Optimus couldn't change the positions, Mirage began to spoil his mate, by licking the interfacing panel until it opened, and then Mirage went to town.
Optimus moaned as Mirage moved lower after his panel had released.
Mirage felt like being such a tease, using his warm, lithe tongue to dance over Optimus's intimate parts, causing the leader to become even fuller with lust, but Mirage knew he was in control – Optimus would overload only when Mirage allowed it. And with a loving but deviant smile on his face, Mirage added a new twist, disappearing but still maintaining his control over his mate. Optimus would have no clue where the next pleasurable attack would come from.
Optimus moaned and writhed. "Oh Mirage...nnnn"
Mirage smirked proudly, as he had reduced his mate to begging, and before Optimus could even know what had hit him, Mirage slid his hot throbbing cable right into Optimus's hot, wet port, causing the leader to shiver in nervous anticipation. "So, are we enjoying ourselves, my beloved?' Mirage asked, still invisible as he caused his mate to writhe in unanticipated pleasure, especially as Mirage's hands played with Optimus's cable and aft port opening.
"Yesss...oh primus yesss..." Optimus moaned and begged for more.
Mirage used his ministrations to control when his mate overloaded, only allowing his mate to go over when Mirage was ready. "Ugh…here it comes-s-s..ngh' Mirage yelled in pleasured bliss as he overloaded into Optimus, finally allowing his mate to overload as well. And while coming down from the bliss, Mirage reappeared, and nuzzled his mate while waiting for his mate's love tunnel to let his cable go.
Optimus moaned and nuzzled Mirage back. "That was amazing..."
Mirage just smiled and curled up into his mate, making Optimus realize just how much Mirage really needed time with him. Mirage's longing optics were enough to make Optimus realize that while he had picked up work to help Mirage around the house, Optimus had forgotten the importance of just spending time with his mate. Mirage, on the other hand, finally having attention he had wanted for some time was worried that when they got back, things would go back to how they had been.
Optimus caressed his mate gently. "I love you"
"I love you, too, my beloved' replied Mirage, as he lazily traced invisible shapes on Optimus's windshields.
"We will do this as often as we can my love"
"are you sure you will be able to make the time, my beloved' asked Mirage, saddening Optimus, as it meant Mirage knew just how busy Optimus tended to be.
"Yes, I will make the time"
"Thank you, sweet spark. You don't know how long I have waited for you to say that" stated Mirage as he snuggled even closer to his mate, if that was possible. Little did either realize that there was someone watching them – a seeker who still hadn't learned to leave well enough alone.
"We should head back soon, but not just yet" Optimus smiled and kissed his mate.
Mirage was about to say something, when the illusionist clung to his mate, sensing trouble in the area. And as the presence got closer, Mirage vanished, though he stayed in Optimus's arms. Optimus became very wary, as something was not right, and then, Optimus saw what Mirage had sensed – that creep Skywarp was here yet again to try and cause trouble.
"Hey, what are you doing with MY whore bot, you glitch?" shouted Skywarp, pissing off Optimus.
"He is my mate you pit spawn of a glitch seeker" Optimus growled low and dangerously. "I swear this time I'm going to offline you by crushing your spark in my hand"
"Well, well, well" replied Skywarp, obviously not believing Optimus's bluff, "first you have to stop me and catch me, you parts reject." And with that Skywarp stupidly stood his ground, preparing to fly the moment Optimus made a move, and unaware that Mirage had gone behind the bot and sneakily clipped wires that would allow Skywarp to either Warp or fly away.
Optimus rose quickly to his peds knowing Mirage was no longer on top of him.
Skywarp tried to fly, but found that for some reason that he couldn't. The seeker tried to Warp, but he went nowhere, it was then Skywarp realized he was in trouble and tried using a page out of Starscream's book. "Optimus, my friend, I am sure we can work something out and forget all this unpleasantness"
"Oh no Seeker, I have given you more than enough chances to leave my mate alone but did you heed those chances? Of course not. You have brought this upon yourself" Optimus said coming over and grabbed the seeker by the throat slamming him into a tree.
Skywarp began to tremble fiercely, fearing that Optimus would tear off his wings as Megatron had done to the Autobot seeker that had been caught at one point. And while Skywarp trembled, Mirage sent a wicked idea to his mate, as a way to 'repay' the seeker for what he had done.
"Please—Please don't rip off my wings" Skywarp begged, having trouble intaking air as Optimus's hand was still on his neck.
"Hmmm as tempting as that is for what was done to Wingspan, my dear mate has come up with such a wonderful idea for you"
Skywarp still trembled, as he had never faced off with Optimus on his own, and now he was outnumbered 2 to 1. Skywarp felt Optimus's hand move, and just when Skywarp anticipated that he would feel pain, he felt something strange – as something somewhat gently moved and caressed his wing. Skywarp, not one to be able to resist getting some, slowly stopped trembling as the pleasure started coursing through his body, having no idea the wicked trick that Mirage and Optimus had for the poor ignorant seeker.
"My love would you like to go first" Optimus asked out loud for the seeker to hear.
Mirage smirked and then sunk low as the seeker was unsure what was going to happen next. And knowing he had an extremely skilled tongue, Mirage used his lithe, warm, metallic tongue to tease the seeker's interfacing panel, until he was granted access, and then Mirage continued to use his tongue to prep the mech for what Optimus would do next.
'wait…what are…oh …uugh,, ngh.. are you do … oh doing to …OH.. me?' asked the scared seeker as he slowly was getting turned on by Mirage's skillful tongue as it danced along the seeker's highly sensitive port and cable.
"Since you seem to enjoy raping so much" Optimus started but didn't finish that statement feeling there was no need to since the hint was there what they were going to do to him.
Skywarp was too far gone in la-la land to even hear what Optimus had said, as Warp's processor's were totally overwhelmed by what Mirage was doing to the seeker's unknown virgin port. And when Mirage believed the seeker was ready, Mirage moved and repositioned himself so he could continue using his tongue along the seeker's wings while Optimus prepped himself to take the defiant seeker. After all, no one said that forced spark merging had to be cruel and painful.
Optimus used his free hand and spread the seeker open and positioned his quite large spike at the seekers valve, the tip already slightly pushed inside.
Skywarp's processor was overwhelmed with lust, as the tongue licking his wings and the cable prodding at his port was driving him, wild. Mirage and Optimus about lost it when Skywarp called out, "Starscream, TC, take my aft, ugh, frag me! Frag me now!'
Optimus was a bit taken back by that but he wasn't going to give the seeker that and refused to take his aft, he would settle for the valve. In one quick movement Optimus was suddenly spearing the seeker on his spike.
"Oh OW OW it hurts!" cried Skywarp, but without much emphasis as the tongue dancing along his wings calmed the bot down and aroused him all the more. It was only then that Mirage and Optimus realized one thing. "He was a valve virgin" stated Mirage, laughing as he continued his ministrations.
Optimus couldn't help but chuckle at that and did give the seeker a few moments to adjust before he began to take the seeker.
Once the pain subsided, Skywarp began to realize that the pleasure was even more intense as the cable went up his valve. Skywarp was moaning, completely forgetting he was even who he was. "Ugh… give me more! more please! Ugh…ngh…oh… I never knew… the valve was so… much more…ah ahh… sensitive than the aft port. Ugh Screamer or TC, give me more! more! ugh OH OH!" It was official; Skywarp was completely lost in an interface induced lust phase where all the bot wanted was to get off. Mirage shot is mate a look, as if wondering how they were going to get the duped seeker to open his chamber so that Optimus and Mirage could force impregnation upon the seeker,
"Open Skywarp, open your chest plates for us" Optimus said as he shifted and hit a bundle of sensors.
Used to being the submissive lover, Skywarp opened his chest plates and exposed his purple spark without hesitation, not remembering he was being raped by two Autobots and not remembering that a spark merge was the only way Transformers could end up as carriers. Mirage and Optimus smiled – as this part was too easy.
Continuing to thrust in and out of the purple seeker Optimus opened his chest plates as did Mirage and their sparks danced out enticing the seekers to come out.
The two bonded sparks combined and then slammed into the solitary purple spark, forcing a merge but not causing a bond. And while Optimus and Mirage were under control, as they had felt this intense pleasure before – this was all new to Skywarp who hollered as the pleasure coursed through him, screaming out when Optimus overloaded into the bot. And once Optimus and Mirage were done, Mirage repaired the wires he had altered, and the two left the seeker laying there, on his back, interfacing panel wide open, showing the seeker's goods to the world, as Mirage and Optimus finally felt that the bot would leave them alone from now on.
Optimus pulled his mate close as they headed back to base and he sent love to his mate.
Mirage smiled, "I wonder what Megatron is going to think when he realizes that not only do his seekers interface, one will be carrying brats, and we both know that Megatron doesn't have much tolerance for sparklings, though he won't directly try to kill them."
"Oh I know, especially since I have a feeling that one of them is going to be a really big sparkling"
Meanwhile, several minutes after Mirage and Optimus had left, Skywarp roused, and he was embarrassed and shocked at the state he was in, as his goods had been left for the world to see. He quickly closed his paneling, though he could still feel pain in his port, as he realized his valve virginity had been taken. The bot soon flew off, hoping that nothing else had happened while he was out of it – and feeling very horny.
Optimus and Mirage collected their sparklings and spent time with them while Ratchet finally let Bee off the energon drip after some cute pouting from the scout. The scout saying he couldn't take anymore energon.
Mirage went to get checked out, to make sure that nothing had happened. And boy was Ratchet flabbergasted when he learned how Mirage and Optimus had "taken care of" the pesky seeker.
"Ok I'll give you two this much, very inventive"
"To come to think of it, having to suffer through pregnancy is far worse than being offlined. And I can say that as I have carried 6 sparklings' stated Mirage, surprising bee, as Bee was only aware of the two having 8 sparklings and Optimus had sparked the triplets. Mirage and Optimus had not told most of the crew that Fader had passed and so Bee had to ask.
"How could you have carried six when you and Optimus only have eight sparklings and Optimus sparked triplets?"
Ratchet sighed and Mirage answered, with a tear still in his optic, "Because Bee, I lost one after he was sparked."
"Oh...I'm sorry Mirage me and my big mouth"
"It is ok Bee, Fader had a fatal glitch. And while it pains me that he is gone, Optimus and I still have eight wonderful sparklings" Mirage stated, letting Bee know that Mirage was not mad about being asked.
Bumblebee nodded and moved to sit up.
"so how are you holding up, Bee" Mirage asked, curious as to how the minibot could carry multiples.
"Okay, Ratchet wasn't happy when I told him I could only drink a cube and a half"
"well, you have to remember that Ratchet isn't used to dealing with minibots, he doesn't always remember they can't take as much as a regular Transformer. My suggestion is that you drink the 1.5 cubes, but you do it more often. That way you take what you can handle, but you get enough to satisfy Ratchet" suggested Mirage.
"If I do it too much more often I'm going to purge my tanks" He did appreciate the suggestion.
'Well, you can try to only take one cube and do it more often, that way you aren't totally full to the point you feel like you are going to purge your tanks" suggested Mirage, surprising Bee, as he had not thought of drinking slightly less more often.
Bumblebee nodded. "I just might do that, thanks Mirage"
'You are welcome. If you have any more questions, you can always ask, and I will do the best I can to help. Even Prowl, Jazz, Optimus, Wingspan, and Hot Rod can help you if you need it." replied Mirage smiling as Ratchet approached the two again.
Meanwhile, Wingspan and Hot Rod were learning what it was like to be parents as their triplet seekerlings had headed off in three different directions. Wingspan was frustrated, as no one had told him that seekerlings were even harder to find than other sparklings.
Wingspan called his seekerlings hoping they would come to him otherwise they would have to look for them.
None of the seekerlings came to the seeker, and so Wingspan was off to hunt the three down, not realizing that while Bluestar and Silvermoon had crawled off to the med bay, Tango had made his way into Mirage and Optimus's quarters, which was where Jazz was, watching Mirage and Optimus's sparklings as Optimus was busy at work, and Mirage had left, unknown to Optimus, for something the illusionist said he needed to do.
Wingspan commed his mama. "Mama, the seekerlings have wondered off"
"they have?" said Jazz as he stared at little Tango curling up on his lap, 'tell me, where are their favorite places to go?"
"To you and Ratchet I think"
"then that is where I would start, my seekerling" Jazz answered, not telling his son that Tango was with the saboteur, as at one point or another, Wingspan was going to have to learn how to look for the little ones, as they got older, seekers were always more and more curious and got into many situations, or so Jazz had found out through raising Wingspan.
"Okay, where are you mama?"
"I am sparkling sitting for Mirage, Wingspan" answered Jazz, as Wingspan was starting to see how much trouble he had caused for his mama.
"But I thought Mirage was supposed to be there" replied Wingspan, worried.
"I know, but Mirage told me he had something to do, something he didn't even want Optimus to know about, and so I was left with his and Optimus's brood" replied Jazz, hoping Mirage was ok.
"That has me worried" Wingspan said as he commed his mate telling him to check the med bay even as he went to where his mother was.
And while Hot Rod grabbed two of the seekerlings from First Aid and Ratchet, Wingspan made his way to where Jazz was, the problem was, Wingspan noticed that Optimus was coming back to his quarters. Wingspan was not sure what to do, as he knew as well as anybody that if Optimus went back and found Mirage gone, there would be hell to pay.
He quickly commed his mama and told him Optimus was coming and he would try and delay him. "Optimus sir can I talk to you for a few minutes"
Optimus looked at Wingspan strangely as it was unusual for the seeker to be where he was at that time. Optimus was not sure what to do, but he said, 'I need to check on things as the sparklings seem to be upset for some reason I can't explain."
Wingspan was trying not to panic as he commed his mother and told him quickly what was going on and hoped Mirage was on his way back.
Unfortunately, Mirage had turned off his comm for the time being. As the bot was off on a mission of his own, for ever since Optimus and Mirage had gotten back at the seeker, the seeker no longer came in search of Mirage. But Mirage wanted to check on a few things, one of them being the results of their time with the seeker, and so Mirage had slipped out, not telling his mate, as he knew his mate would never want him to do this.
Back at the base, Optimus reached his quarters, and something just didn't feel right. Wingspan, who had followed Optimus, waited to see how things would turn out when Optimus realized what had happened.
"Jazz? What are you doing here? Where is Mirage?"
Jazz didn't know exactly what to say as even he didn't know where Mirage was. "Mirage asked me to come and watch the sparklings, sir, and then took off after saying he had some things to do' answered Jazz, 'he never told me what he had planned, sir."
Optimus grumbled and tried contacting Mirage.
He was trying to work on his anger issues for the sparklings sakes.
Mirage didn't respond, as he felt that he couldn't, as he was deeply buried within the Con base. One little noise could give him away. And so, Mirage continued on, leaving his mate in the dark, much like many of the times Optimus had left Mirage in the dark.
Optimus was trying very hard to keep his calm which wasn't easy for the Autobot leader.
Mirage found the seekers alone together.
"Who the hell did you spark merge with Warp? And what the pit were you thinking? We can't keep this secret forever" Thundercracker said as Starscream stood arms crossed looking at his purple trine mate.
"I told you, I don't remember. I don't even remember how it happened. But what are we supposed to do about the brats?" stated Warp, emotionally out of control.
Mirage kept silent, as this is exactly what he had wanted to see and check on, to see if he and his mate had in fact knocked up the oafish seeker. And now that that was found out, Mirage silently snuck out, thankful for once that not one Con ever noticed his presence. And with that, Mirage began to head back toward home, hoping he would beat Optimus home, not knowing Optimus knew he was gone.
Optimus tried again comming Mirage.
Mirage left his comm off until he was able to see the Autobot base, as he had hoped to sneak in.
In the base, Jazz and Wingspan took the sparklings, as the two knew that there was going to be a fight and neither wanted the little ones around it.
And once aboard the Ark, Mirage turned his comm on full, but kept his invisibility shield up until he entered his quarters to meet a very angry Optimus Prime.
"Where in the pit have you been? And has your comm been off" Optimus demanded trying to keep the anger out of his voice.
"It was a personal mission, Optimus. And I had to turn my comm off, if the Cons knew I was in their base…." Mirage was starting to say, but when he mentioned the Cons, Optimus lost it.
"What the slag were you doing in the Cons base, Mirage?"
"Following through on what we had done to Skywarp. Turns out the seeker is sparked and the trine is wondering who the hell did it and why Warp let it happen as well as how to hide it. And I knew if I told you, you would never let me go" Mirage yelled back.
"What if you had been caught? I would have never known where you were, the entire time I was in my office I believed you to be here"
"I left our bond wide open, as that would be my line of communication. Sheesh, ever since I became your mate, you don't let me do anything. I mean I realize I have bad luck and things have not always gone as planned, but sometimes you are so damn overprotective that I feel like I am being smothered to death!" retorted Mirage, clearly hurt from Prime's accusations.
Optimus sighed. "I cannot live without you Mirage, without you..." Optimus couldn't finish that statement as he knew if Mirage was ever killed he would follow there was no doubt of that. He had to tell his mate why he was so over protective. "Mirage...I do what I do because every time I have ever been happy something always happens and then...then I'm alone again...my creators...my siblings...yes I see the shock I was a brother once but no longer. I am the last of my family line except for our sparklings"
Mirage was going to yell again, but when he heard what Optimus said, Mirage felt utterly guilty. Optimus had never told that to Mirage, and now Mirage could understand why Optimus was so fiercely protective of him and the little ones. "I am sorry, Optimus, my beloved, I didn't mean to hurt you, as I love you with all my spark, and I see where you are coming from now, but you have to know that I don't always like being tied down to one place, I have to be able to do things that I am capable of. I don't want to lose you or our sparklings' replied Mirage, going over to his mate and sitting on his knees, hoping Optimus would forgive him.
Optimus wrapped his arms around Mirage. "I should have told you this long ago but thinking of them...its like a wound constantly being reopened, and the pain fresh every time. I know I need to let you have your space but I fear that I will lose you and if I lost you I would follow you"
Mirage didn't know what to say, other than, "and if you go, I go with you, as for as much as I love the sparklings, Jazz, Wingspan, and the like, if I lost you, I would lose my whole reason for living. Part of the reason I run myself ragged is to hope you will still notice me. I watch you as you are in awe of many of the things I do, but part of the reason I take on so much is, besides being my mate, you are the leader and I don't feel like I can give up work to you without you looking down on me. I just wish you would find a little more time for me in your busy day."
"I will make more time for you and I always notice you no matter how much or little you do, and I wish you would do less"
"How can I do less, we have 8 sparklings and you are gone so much, as the cons are still a constant threat, leaving me to be the one parent with the sparklings all the time?"
"I will do whatever it takes to help you my love"
Mirage smiled through his tears, still sitting on his knees in front of his mate, still wanting to hear that he was forgiven for his cold sparked stupidity.
"I love you and I'm sorry" Optimus said pulling Mirage up gently.
"You had every right to be angry with me, my beloved. But to let you know, you truly did knock up Warp."
"That seeker deserved it and a lot more"
"and the even better part" Mirage stated, "is that Skywarp doesn't remember who knocked him up."
That made Optimus laugh.
And while Optimus laughed, Mirage began to get closer to his mate, as Mirage was feeling like being a tease and after only a few minutes of gentle touch, Mirage ran off to the berth, seeing if he could lure Optimus.
Optimus grinned and happily followed his siren of a mate.
In another part of the base Wingspan was with his mama and the sparklings smiling still at how Tango snuggled in Jazz's lap.
"Boy, Tango is really taking to you, mama" stated Wingspan.
"You were the same, my seekerling, so affectionate" Jazz said smiling.
"tell me a story of when I was that age, mama' asked Wingspan, as he could tell Jazz was strolling down memory lane.
Jazz smiled again. "Well there was this one time, Ratchet was watchin ya so I could catch a bit of a nap. Well you wondered away and found your way to me and I was on the other side of the base at the time"
Wingspan laughed slightly, "I must have freaked poor Ratchet out"
"You did he was searchin everywhere and came to tell me he couldn't find you and there you were curled up on my chest sleeping away"
'well, I guess I knew where I wanted to be" stated Wingspan, still not exactly believing the memories Jazz was telling him about.
"Ask Ratchet he'll tell ya" Jazz said. "And of course you ended up getting into other things on many occasions"
"I think I'll leave that for now, besides, didn't you know that Bee and Ratchet are now sparkmates?" asked Wingspan, who while he was in the med bay had learned of the two, though Wingspan did not realize the news had not yet reached outside of the med bay.
"Really? Hnnn, they both deserve to be happy"
"True, and if memory serves me correctly, Bee is expecting sparklings, though they aren't Ratchet's…" stated Wingspan, realizing he was saying more than he probably should. "Anyway, they make a cute couple."
"Never thought about the two of them together but their sparks know"
Wingspan nodded, but remembering hearing about his mom's rape and Mirage's rape, Prowl losing his creators, and now Bee's rape, Wingspan had a question. "Mama, is it true that seekers were always good for nothing dirty Cons that want nothing more to rape and destroy others?"
"No its not true, all of the good seekers, the ones who refused to fight in the war were killed by Megatron."
"Did you ever know any of these good seekers that were killed off because they refused to join with the cons?" Wingspan asked, wondering how his mama knew so much.
"I did, his name was Darkwing. Oh he was such an amazing artist and poet he never had a desire to fight"
"What happened to him, mama?" asked Wingspan, knowing that he probably shouldn't ask, but wanting to know.
"The seekers all came from Vos well the ones I knew at any rate, when the seeker city was attacked I went looking for Darkwing. I found him...he was laying there offline a look of pain frozen onto his faceplates. His panel ripped off, energon pooling from massive injuries, half drunk energon cube and his latest work forever unfinished. He was a good friend I made sure he was given a proper entombment"
Wingspan noticed Jazz was still saddened, and was about to emit a few tears. "I am sorry to bring it up mama. It must have hurt to have found your friend so carelessly left to die."
"No it was a fair question, he was a good friend and it did hurt. I cleaned him up and made sure he was entombed"
"well, I am sure his spark was happy with that. What was the last thing that he didn't finish?" asked Wingspan.
"I had told Darkwing about being raped and about being sparked, and he wanted to make something for the sparkling or sparklings I was going to have. I kept the work he didn't finish, for the sparkling to come and to remember him" replied Jazz, as he remembered just then which subspace pocket in had kept the unfinished work in. "Would you like your gift from him?"
"are you sure you want to give it to me?" asked Wingspan, surprised.
"It was meant for you and if you had siblings" Jazz said. "I've kept it wherever I've gone, always meant to tell you about him one day. So yes or no my seekerling"
"If you are sure about giving it to me, I will find a special place to keep it as well as display it, as long as Hot Rod doesn't mind" replied Wingspan, hugging his mama, "thank you."
Jazz hugged his seekerling before he reached into the right subspace compartment and pulled out the unfinished painting. It was the seeker city of Vos on one side and Iacon on the other, neither was fully colored in and the night sky above both.
"wow, is that what Cybertron really looked like?" asked Wingspan.
'Through the optics of most, yes, that is what Cybertron looked like during the golden age" replied Jazz, as the two enjoyed the painting.
Meanwhile, at the Con base at the bottom of the sea, Hook was checking on Skywarp's developing sparklings, not understanding how the hell the seekerling was carrying sparklings, as Hook knew that Warp had been a valve virgin up until recently. But when Hook scanned the codes of the little ones, he found something he really didn't like – part of the code for the little ones were Autobot codes, though Hook had no idea which Autobot, the fact that it was an Autobot shot up a red flag for Hook, who knew that despite not wanting to, he had to let Megatron know.
Hook commed Megatron asking him to come down to his repair bay.
"This had better be good, Hook" barked Megatron once he reached the repair bay, upset about being disturbed if this was not important.
"It is Lord Megatron, I have just finished examining Skywarp checking on the sparklings and...there is Decepticon coding but also Autobot coding"
Megatron's optics narrowed, "What do you mean that there is Autobot coding and are you sure that it was not one of the other seekers or coneheads that knocked him up?" asked Megatron, his tone becoming even chillier if that was possible.
"I'm quite certain Lord Megatron I have checked it a dozen times, one of the Autobots got Skywarp sparked"
Megatron's optics narrowed even further, as he was pissed that one of his men had been forcefully sparked by the foul Autobots. The room seemed to chill even further as Megatron's anger came out, after all, to him, no one had had the right to force his men to spark unless it was done by himself, hence none of the Cons ever used their valves, as it was saved for Megatron only. And now that the Autobots had crossed that line, Megatron was planning on paying them a visit. Hook took one look at Megatron and backed away, as the anger emitted from the leader was almost palpable. "They won't get away with this"
Hook didn't dare say a word not knowing what Megatron was going to do.
Megatron began plotting, as this truly meant war!
And after a couple months of planning, the day soon arrived for Megatron's plan of attacking the Autobots would come to fruition. Megatron's smirk made him look pure evil, as if Megatron had his way, no Autobots would be left by the end of the day, either that or they would be turned into breeding bots for the cons.
Optimus had felt for weeks something wasn't right and he had Prowl, Ironhide and Red Alert start beefing up their defenses as discreetly as possible.
The day of the attack the bases alarms started going off in the early hours.
Wingspan, Ratchet, Mirage and a couple others were left behind at the base to guard it as well as guard the sparklings, unless they were left due to being on light duty, like Wingspan still was, as his wings were finally almost healed, and Bee was too far sparked to go. Mirage was left to watch the sparklings and Ratchet was left to make sure there was a medic in case of injuries. And with that, the rest took off, including Hot Rod, Optimus, Prowl, Jazz, and many others, including Magnus who Optimus had finally released from his stasis locked prison, who was much humbler than before, and more willing to obey what he was told to do.
Both factions fought hard and long and soon Autobots were being brought into the med bay to Ratchet and the Decepticons were finally on the retreat.
Bumblebee was in his and Ratchet's quarters trying to rest when he was up and scrambling to the refresher and was purging his tanks. He kept purging past when he normally finished and was so weak that he passed out.
Ratchet felt something was wrong with Bumblebee but he couldn't leave the medbay as there were some pretty severe injuries. "Mirage" Ratchet commed.
"Mirage here, what do you need me to do, Ratchet?" asked Mirage, Wingspan listening as well, as Wingspan and Mirage had been enjoying each other's company and talking about the sparklings.
"I need you to go check on Bumblebee something isn't right but I cant leave the med bay. He should be in our quarters"
"you can count on me, Ratchet. I will go check on Bee. Mirage out" replied Mirage, bringing Wingspan with him. Optimus had been left with the sparklings once everyone had returned from fighting, so Mirage was able to go check on Bee.
"Do you think Bumblebee is alright?" Wingspan asked as they went to Ratchet's quarters.
"Only one way to find out, as Ratchet is not one to panic and sparkmates usually can feel when something is off with one another. If Ratchet wants us to check, something must be going on' replied Mirage, as the two soon arrived at the medic's shared quarters and tried knocking, but no one answered. Mirage had red alert remotely override the code, as this was important. Once inside, Mirage and Wingspan didn't like what they saw.
Bumblebee was on the floor passed out and his colors pale.
Wingspan about gagged, as he had a slightly sensitive "gag" reflex. Mirage took one look and seeing the purged energon, Mirage quickly scooped up Bee and ran toward the med bay with Wingspan in tow. To Wingspan, it was obvious that Mirage knew something was very wrong, and so, Wingspan caught up with Mirage and while the seeker carried the minibot, Mirage hooked up a small device designed to give a little bit of energon, at least enough until Bee could be hooked up to a drip. Soon, though not soon enough, Wingspan and Mirage came busting through the med bay doors with poor Bee completely out of it and being carried in the larger two bots' arms.
Ratchet had just finished up repairs on Ironhide when he saw Wingspan and Mirage rush Bumblebee in. Yelling at Aid to take over he rushed over to them. "What happened" He asked as he had them lay Bumblebee down on a berth and Ratchet started to hook up an energon drip.
'I don't know, this is how we found him" replied Wingspan, earning a glare from Mirage and Ratchet.
"we found him in the middle of several puddles of purged energon. He must have purged more energon than he could hold down. He is low on energy and in stasis lock. I don't know what caused it, but what I saw, I can tell you. I would check the sparklings, as I don't know how long he was out" stated Mirage, surprising Wingspan and relieving Ratchet, as at least Ratchet had a place to start.
With Bumblebee hooked up to energon Ratchet started to scan where the sparklings were developing.
The scan showed triplet seekerlings, but something was different, as since Bee was a minibot, the seekerlings had all inherited the data for being minibots. Ratchet was not sure what to make of the development, but at least the sparklings were safe.
"This is...interesting" Ratchet mumbled.
"What's wrong?" asked Wingspan.
'Are the sparklings ok, Ratchet" asked Mirage, not sure what to make of the look on Ratchet's faceplate.
"They're fine...they're all seekerlings, but...they've all received the minibot data"
Mirage merely nodded, as nothing surprised the bot anymore while Wingspan was shocked. "Is that even possible for survival?" asked Wingspan, forgetting that Bee, Huffer and Cliffjumper, while not seekers, were all minibots.
"Well we do have 3 minibots, Bee included, but I've never seen this before. Mini-seekerlings"
"Well, just because they are minibots doesn't mean that they won't be healthy. Let's stop jumping to conclusions" Mirage stated, hoping to get the other two to focus on the task at hand.
"I'm a medic and his sparkmate what did you think was going to happen" Ratchet asked as he checked the drip.
"well, I may not be a medic, but I have carried sparklings before. Bee needs you right now. You can worry about how to deal with minibot seekerlings when they are sparked. And from what I can tell, he needs some TLC from you, Ratchet" Mirage stated, as he and Wingspan backed off, leaving Ratchet with Bee. "You asked us to check on him, we did what you asked. Now it is your turn to help him, as we have done all we can."
Ratchet nodded and sent them on their way as Ratchet gently caressed the minibots cheek plate.
It took several hours before Bumblebee started showing his normal vibrant colors and stirring a little bit.
Bee slowly woke to find himself in the med bay, 'wh-wh-where am I? R-R-Ratchet…a-are you h-h-here? Is that y-y-you I see?" asked Bee as he slowly came back online, voice just slightly behind his mouth's movements.
"Shh, you're in the med bay you passed out after purging a lot of energon. Mirage and Wingspan brought you here"
"R-R-Ratchet...I...d-d-don't feel...g-g-good"
Ratchet did his best to make his sparkmate feel better. "You are suffering from what humans would call "morning sickness' and I am not surprised you don't feel well as you are caring triplet minibot seekerlings' stated Ratchet, trying to keep his mate calm.
"C-c-come again?" Bee managed to ask.
Ratchet softened his tone to sound loving and supportive toward his mate, "You are carrying triplet seekerlings, but they will not be full grown seekers, as they have inherited your data for being minibots, my mini mate."
Bumblebee was stunned and he was shaking just slightly.
Ratchet gently placed his arm around Bee, and sent love through their bond, offering warmth and comfort to his distressed mate, and thanks to some unknown bot (Optimus) the two were given privacy in the med bay.
"I-I'm s-s-scared R-Ratchet"
"I know, my sweet spark, I know you are scared. I am nervous as well, but I am here for you and unlike when Mirage first was carrying, we have so many resources to help us, though I think we will be the first to deal with minibot seekerlings. But we have lots of help, my mate, and I will not let anything happen to you or our sparklings" Stated Ratchet as he gave Bee a tighter yet gentle squeeze.
"O-o-o-our s-s-s-seekerlings?" asked Bee.
"Yes, ours, dear, just like Wingspan is Prowl and Jazz's seekerling, and Bluefire and Seaspan are Optimus and Mirage's seekerlings. These will be ours, dear" stated Ratchet, caressing his young mate's cheek, hoping to calm the little yellow bot down.
Bumblebee nodded and groaned softly.
Ratchet smiled a rare smile as he could tell his mate was starting to settle down, as well as gain a little strength. What neither Ratchet nor Bee realized was that as Ratchet was gently caressing his mate's cheek, Bee's small engines were starting to rev. Bee didn't want to say anything as he was afraid, and Ratchet, who could sense the change, didn't want to push his mate, who still was not yet ready to interface with his mate, though his interfacing parts had healed since the incident with the seeker.
The only thing that helped in stop Bumblebee from jumping Ratchet was the fact that he was still weak from low energon.
Ratchet calmed his mate. "Bee, rest, we can get to know each other better, once you get stronger."
Bumblebee nodded and slipped back into recharge, energon slowly going back into his body.
And as Bee rested, Ratchet headed back to work on some of the injuries that had come in, relieved to discover that for the moment, his sparkmate was safe.
Bumblebee ended up staying most of the night in the med bay and was feeling better by morning that is until he purged his tanks.
Ratchet peaked in on his mate, just as Bee purged his tanks. Bee still felt awful. "I can't empathize with you, my mate, as I have never been a carrier, but would you like to talk to one of the bots around here that has carried sparklings?" asked Ratchet, trying to find something, anything that would help his mate feel at least a little bit better.
Bumblebee nodded slowly.
Ratchet tried to comm Optimus, but the bot was busy. He tried to reach Prowl or Jazz, but both were busy as well. Wingspan had his comm off, indicating to Ratchet that Wingspan and Hot Rod were having their own time. Ratchet was starting to get frustrated when he realized there was still one bot he had yet to try and reach – Mirage. Ratchet commed Mirage, hoping against hope that the bot would be available. And much to Ratchet's relief, Mirage was available to come and chat with Bee, and would be down in a few minutes. Ratchet, relieved, let his mate know the good news.
Bumblebee nodded as he still felt like slag. "Thanks Ratch..."
"You are welcome, my precious mate" stated Ratchet. And soon enough, Mirage was down and talking with Bee. Ratchet would have stayed if he could, but with others being in the med bay, he was unable to stay.
Mirage rubbed Bee's back gently, something that seemed to help Bee feel better. "I know it sucks to purge one's tanks, Bee, but it won't last forever" stated Mirage, and he suddenly pushed down on a certain area on Bee's back firmly yet gently, and the urge to purge started to subside a bit.
"What?" Bee asked wondering what Mirage just did.
"Counter pressure. I learned about it when carrying my first set of twins, Flasher and Keeper. Optimus was busy, and I would be in the washroom sitting on the floor feeling terrible, when I accidentally bumped into something as I meant to head toward the wall to brace myself, and I discovered upon placing the right amount of pressure on a certain area, my urge to purge would subside for awhile – it didn't go away completely until I was about 4 months along or so, but it made the "morning sickness", as human call it, more tolerable" stated Mirage, flooring Bee, as Bee had yet to learn just how much information Mirage had about carrying, sparking, and being the mate of a sparked mate.
"Mirage I think we need to have a long talk" Bumblebee said.
"what would you like to know, as I don't have all the answers, but I will help you the best I can" replied Mirage, smiling as bee was starting to feel a bit better. 'and one of the first things is, when you take in energon, do it slowly, or it will come up faster than you got it down." And with that, Bee and Mirage went on for what seemed like hours, as Bee asked questions and Mirage answered as best he could. After several hours, Bee actually felt better about carrying than he had a few hours ago.
"Thank you for putting up with my questions Mirage"
"Not a problem, Bee, as Prowl was far more difficult to explain things to, as he asked such specific questions at times that I couldn't answer. And I am not going to lie, it won't be fun to carry the sparklings, and it might be a little more difficult for you since you are a minibot, though that is not for sure, but despite everything that happens, once you hold the precious little ones in your hands, the indignities of carrying them will seem miles away. But I better let you rest, as the first few weeks can really kick one's aft. Take care, Bee. And make sure you keep Ratchet in the know and let him know how he can help. see you later, bee' Mirage replied, just before allowing Bee time alone to process everything that they had talked about.
Ratchet, checking on one of his other patients was surprised when he saw that Mirage had stayed for several hours. Ratchet could only hope that talking to Mirage had helped his mate, but Ratchet would have to wait to find out until he was done checking on a couple other bots.
When Ratchet came to him Bumblebee told his mate what he and Mirage had talked about and he did feel a bit better.
Ratchet was floored by all the information that Mirage had given Bee. Bee explained carefully what Mirage had told the minibot. Ratchet knew he had his work cut out for him, but Ratchet knew one thing, if he had any questions, Mirage would be an excellent source. "I am glad to see you are feeling better, my mini mate" stated Ratchet as he leaned over to plant a small peck on Bee's cheek.
Bumblebee turned and kissed Ratchet softly.
Ratchet enjoyed the kiss, and then discharged his mate from the med bay. 'I think you will be more comfortable in our quarters, my sweet spark. I hope to join you soon, as I will leave Aid to watch over the other bots. Does that sound good to you, Bee?"
Bumblebee nodded. "It does" He said and gave Ratchet another kiss and returned to their quarters.
Ratchet groaned softly at the kiss and then moaned after Bee's lips left his own. Bee soon left the med bay, and with his processor a little clouded, Ratchet was not too far behind.
Bumblebee was laying down when Ratchet joined him. "Hello my mate"
Ratchet had to get a hold of himself, as the sight of Bee in the position the small bot was in revved Ratchet's engines something fierce, but Ratchet also knew that Bee was still skittish when it came to interfacing, as Bee's first experience had been very brutal. Ratchet could feel his cable straining against his plating, but Ratchet also knew that it was up to Bee when they would finally interface together. Ratchet was in pleasurable agony, hoping that someday soon, Bee would be willing to be intimate with him.
"Ratch...please show me love" Bumblebee said softly.
Ratchet controlled himself carefully, as he didn't want to scare his mate, and so Ratchet started with foreplay, using his highly sensorized hands to rub gently and sensuously over Bee's body as well as Ratchet used a trick he had picked up from Mirage, the trick of using a warm soft tongue over the interfacing panel to encourage it to move aside. Ratchet was in heaven as he started pleasing his mate, and hoped that Bee was enjoying the sensations.
Bumblebee moaned and clung to Ratchet arching and softly begging for more.
Ratchet kept his pace slow and gentle, as he knew Bee had only experienced the worst side of interfacing and now it was Ratchet's job to show Bee that interfacing could be loving and wonderful especially between sparkmates. And with gentle yet firm persistence, Ratchet soon found that Bee had opened his interfacing panel, revealing the healed interfacing equipment. Ratchet used his sensitive hands to run over his mate's chassis, earning needy and lustful moans from the smaller bot.
"Ratchet...ohhh feels so good..." Bumblebee moaned and arched upwards a little bit.
Ratchet continued to spoil his smaller mate. Ratchet, of course, opened his own interfacing area, as it was too painful to keep it shut when he was this turned on. But as much as Ratchet wanted to plow his cable deep inside his mate, Ratchet was going to continue his slow ministrations, until Bee felt ready.
Bumblebee clung to Ratchet as best he could and he continued to moan the others name, soon begging for more.
Ratchet noted that Bee's arousal was stiff and Bee's port was pouring lubrication. And Ready to move on, Ratchet asked, "Are you sure you are ready for this, my mini mate?" as he gently prodded his thick, hot, stiff arousal at the entrance to bee's port.
Bumblebee nodded after a moment knowing Ratchet would never hurt him. "Just...go slow"
Ratchet slowly slid his stiff spike into Bee's well lubricated port. Ratchet was surprised that he even fit at all while Bee was surprised that interfacing didn't have to hurt – that it could actually be pleasant and fulfilling.
The feel of Ratchet's spike inside of him felt so wonderful and he sent love to his mate. "I love you"
The tightness of Bee's port felt so wonderful to Ratchet, who slowly slid himself into his mate until he was buried to the hilt, and while Ratchet was waiting for Bee to adapt, he cooed "I love you, too, sweet spark' to Bee.
"So full..." Bumblebee moaned softly as his valve slowly adjusted to accommodate Ratchet.
Ratchet, once he felt able to, slowly began thrusting in and out of Bee, the tightness of Bee's port and the rightness of the situation, made Ratchet feel lost in the sensations, as even he made mewls of pleasure.
Bumblebee moaned and clung to Ratchet as he was feeling the feelings he should have felt his first time. "Ratchet...ohhhh"
Ratchet smiled, as he could see just how much bee was enjoying this. Ratchet, being slightly older, was getting closer to overloading, and since Bee was younger, Ratchet did not want to disappoint his mate, and so Ratchet used an old trick he had learned, to make sure that when he overloaded, Bee would overload as well.
Bumblebee moaned loudly. "Ratchet..."
Thanks to his knowledge, Bee overloaded just slightly before Ratchet. And as the two were coming down from the high of overloading, Ratchet cuddled with his mate, enjoying seeing the pleasure shot expression on his mate's faceplates. Ratchet would have loved to disconnect, but Bee's port refused to let go yet, so as Ratchet waited, he cuddled Bee carefully, hoping that his love was helping bee forget his painful first interface.
Bumblebee reached up and gently trailed his fingers over Ratchet's faceplate. "That was amazing Ratchet..."
"I am glad you enjoyed it, sweet spark. I hope we can do that more, just not right at the moment, as I am a little tired' replied Ratchet as he leaned over to kiss his mate.
Bumblebee kissed him back and nodded. "Its fine Ratchet, I'm not sure if I'm ready to go again anyway"
Ratchet just smiled, and once being able to remove his cable, Ratchet fell into recharge, his body wrapped around the sleeping form of his smaller mate.
Jazz pinned Prowl to the berth, the two finally having some time alone since their youngest sparklings were with their sitters. "You're mine Prowler"
Prowl, who had been completely caught off guard, was acting submissively toward his mate, as Jazz was being dominant, as Jazz was in that mood, and Prowl had learned when Jazz was in that mood, it was best just to let Jazz have his way.
"You were a naughty bot the other day you know that" Jazz said as he nudged Prowls legs apart.
Prowl didn't resist much, as he had learned it was no good. "but what did I do?" asked Prowl, his trembling legs giving him away.
Jazz nipped at Prowls throat. "You my dear mate kept bending over every time I was nearby showing me that little aft of yours, knowing I couldn't have you"
Prowl's engines rumbled, as when Jazz was in this mood, Prowl's secret fetish was coming out – the desire to be dominated. "Yes, I am a bad bot, punish me" replied Prowl, lust clouding his processor.
"Spread those legs more and bend them" Jazz said as he leaned back just a little bit.
Prowl followed the command to a 'T" and soon Prowl was on the berth on his back, legs spread widely with the tactician's interfacing goods showing shamelessly before his mate.
"You've been so bad Prowler" Jazz said as out of one of his subspace compartments he pulled out a toy, which was really a transformer sized vibrator. Moving the toy Jazz pressed part of it inside Prowl's waiting valve.
Prowl could only utter mewls and moans as the toy was going in and out of him. Prowl's interfacing equipment was preparing, ready to go along with whatever Jazz chose to do.
Jazz tied Prowls wrists down so he couldn't use his arms and did the same to his legs before he made the toy virbrate.
Prowl writhed and strained against his bonds as the vibrating toy was touching nodes that were making the tactician hot and needy. Prowl's body was arching and thrusting, trying to drive the toy within his own frame in order to stimulate overload. The sweet mewls coming out of his mate turned Jazz on something fierce.
He turned the setting higher he wanted Prowl incoherent before he took him.
Soon enough, Prowl was making no sense, babbling words unknown while his body still writhed in pure pleasure under the pleasurable assault.
When Jazz saw Prowls valve was just dripping like crazy he decided to have mercy on his lover and pulled the toy out only to replace it with his spike in one go.
Prowl was in heaven as he felt Jazz lovingly stroke inside and outside of him, but Prowl was not ready for what Jazz would do a little later on.
"Show me your spark" Jazz said a short time later as he took his mate.
With an instant response, Prowl revealed his precious spark to his mate yet once again.
Jazz moments later released his spark just wanting that intense pleasure with his mate.
Prowl floated on the intense waves that ripped through his body as their sparks, neither Jazz nor Prowl aware that they had created a new life.
When he could move Jazz gently untied Prowl. "Did I hurt you?"
Prowl rubbed his wrists and ankles – he wasn't hurt but he was sore. 'I am just slightly sore, Jazz. Don't fret over me."
"How can I not Prowler" Jazz said and kissed Prowl lovingly.
Prowl smiled – it was true, Jazz always worried about Prowl even as Jazz did more to seem to get in trouble. Prowl soon fell asleep upon top of his mate.
Jazz wrapped his arms around Prowl and drifted off as well.