Warnings: A little heavy on the slash in this chapter. You have been warned.
Disclaimer: Still don't own Transformers. Just this story.
Jazz was happy to be in his own quarters again. He frowned when he heard Ratchet lock them in, but knew it was for everyone's safety. "I think they are trying to give us some time alone."
"Soundwave: Surprised by the hospitality of the Autobots."
"I think Ratchet's playing a big part, and Optimus is a big softie." Jazz explained with a chuckle.
"Optimus's status: Well known. His proficiency as a warrior: Also impressive."
"Enough talk about them. What about us?" Jazz said with a little pout pressing up against him.
Soundwave would have blushed if he were physically able. "S-Soundwave: Has never done anything like this."
"Doesn't matter to me. We'll do this together." Jazz said pulling him close for a soft kiss.
Soundwave kissed back, bringing his servos up to cup Jazz's helm.
Jazz's servos roamed the other bot's chassis, finding the sensitive wires and gaps.
It seemed that Soundwave's lack of sight only enhanced his physical sensations. He gasped and shuddered under Jazz's ministrations.
Jazz leaned up to kiss him, his servos never stopping.
As their kiss continued, Soundwave allowed his servos to trail down Jazz's frame, touching and teasing right along with him.
Jazz moaned into the kiss, loving every second of their time together.
Soundwave broke the kiss to rest his helm against the other's. "Soundwave: Loves Jazz."
"And I love you too sweetspark. So much. Open for me?" He asked tapping on his chest plates, leaning back so he had room to open his too.
Soundwave's spark chamber clicked open, his movements slow so as to avoid colliding with Jazz. His cassettes' docking station shifted slightly to accommodate it.
Jazz sucked in a breath, Soundwave's spark was just as beautiful as he was. His own spark chamber was open and he leaned down gently to press their sparks together. He gasped and stiffened as he lost himself in the new sensation. He watched as his own memories and life were shared with Soundwave.
His happy memories as a little sparkling, the horror when he lost his creators. His joy performing, being the center or attention. The countless faceless mechs that used him so he could earn money and survive. Finding a new home in the Autobots. There was still pain and loss, but it was comforted by his friends. And through the war his genuine enjoyment of matching wits with Soundwave. Being stranded with him, the feelings growing and changing to the pure love he felt now. His pure joy at having a true family again.
Soundwave reveled in these memories Jazz had shared with him. He felt the other's joy during the happy times and his agony during the sad times. He seethed with anger at the mechs who had used him, filing each faceplate away just in case. No one would use Jazz again, not while Soundwave had a say in the matter.
His own memories began to play. Being picked up off the streets as barely more than a sparkling, never having known his creator. Being forced into the Pitts. The joy of creating his first cassette, Overkill, and the desperation to protect him from Soundwave's abusive master. Creating Laserbeak and Ravage. Then the agony of losing his optics, his master's rage. He relived how the mech had torn Overkill to pieces and left his body with Soundwave in a tiny room for cycles. Rumble and Frenzy being created to replace the bond. He stared up at Megatron in the Arena again, then stood by his side. The challenge of trying to foil Jazz, and the admiration of his skills. The love he felt for his lover, and how at home he was now.
Jazz didn't have enough strength to move after watching the memories. Soundwave had had a hard life, and for him to be the mech he was now was amazing. He kissed Soundwave thoroughly. ~I love you so much~ He said testing out their new bond.
Soundwave was beaming, well and truly beaming. He pressed himself close to Jazz, just wanting to be near him. ~Soundwave: Loves Jazz, too.~ and he poured all that love he felt through their bond, wanting the other the experience the depth of his devotion.
Jazz just smiled and held Soundwave closer as he returned the feelings through the bond. ~We should probably let the runts out so they can rest and you can go see Optimus. Not like that bot would ever find me guilty. He's too much of a softie and bonded to you, it would be damaging to too many mechs.~
Within seconds, the two mechs were covered in a pile of cassettes, excitement and happiness free flowing through their bond. Each of the cassettes tested their new bond with Jazz, creating a powerful sensation.
Jazz just sat back and laughed. Their joy was infectious over the bond. He was staring at Soundwave the whole time. He laughed harder thinking how insufferable they were going to be with a new bond. ~My family~ he sent to all of them with all the love and happiness he felt.
Laserbeak chirped excitedly, wordless even over the bond. She was happy to see that Soundwave had finally found someone, a concept she was able to communicate with surprising efficiency. Jazz was good for Soundwave.
A/N: YAY! Happiness! Please read and review.