SIDESWIPE POV:
"You're so innocent Angel." I tease Angel
"You wouldn't think that when you see what pops into my processor." She mutters, most likely meant as a thought.
Hearing this Sunny and I bust out laughing, Angel freezes, before she ducts her helm in embarrassment as her cooling fan kicks on. As Sunny and I continue laughing, she transforms into her Cyber-wolf form, and covers her face with her paws. Still chuckling I look over to Angel with an amused expression.
"So what DOES go on is that pretty little processor o…of YOURs!" I bust out laughing again.
Once our laughter dies down we look at Angel in amusement.
"Sunny I think we've corrupted our Angel, I didn't know she could be this dirty." I say teasing the already embarrassed femme.
Her face has a look of disbelief and protest.
"So Angel.." I start.
"Care to show a demonstration of what goes on in your processor." Sunny finishes with a tease.
"I don't think you can handle it mechs…" She snarks, and from the looks of her face, the sentence was meant as another thought.
She freezes once she notices she said the sentence out loud, Sunny and I both look at her with wide optics before we begin to smirk evilly at her. She looks at us with wide optics, before she gets up on all fours as we approach her. She looks around in panic, before she realizes she can't hide in her true form. We watch a she quickly transforms into her Cybertronian form, we smile even more evilly, before we stalk towards her closer, and closer, each time she backs closer into the corner. Once she's completely back in the corner we smirk, we put our faces close to Angel's, so close I'm sure she can feel our vents on her face-plates.
"Angel.." Sunny and I purr.
We watch in amusements and accomplishment as her frame racks a shiver.
"Y..yes?" She stutters looking at us with her golden optics.
Her optics to us were absolutely beautiful, we trail our optics over her petite frame, rounded and curved, not one rough spot on her delicate frame. Her white armor glistens in the dim lighting of mine and Sunny's quarters, we trail our optics from her chest, to her lips. Our gaze stops at her lips, the way she had them pouted looked so inviting for Sunny and I, before we force out attention back on her optics and smirk. Sunny and I each trail a servo on each of her wings, we watch as her frame shutters, and her optics close, and unknowingly she lets out a tiny bliss filled moan, as she sags against the wall.
The sound was intoxicating, melodic, and TORTURE all at the same time. And after all we ARE mechs, and naturally we were as the humans put it 'turned on.' Sunny and I both have desire pooling from our bond towards this beautiful femme, our sparks pounding at our chassis' as we continue to gaze at the femme that has stolen our sparks.
As we look at her, we immediately know by the look in her optics, she is not ready for a bond much less interfacing, but that doesn't mean we can't tease her. Looking into her optics, we notice conflict in her optics, almost like she's struggling with herself, before she finally speaks.
"D…did you hear that?" She questions trying to distract us.
"Hm? We don't hear anything.." Sunny purrs.
She looks around before she speaks again.
"I…I think I did." She says before ducking under us and making a mad dash to the door.
"Oh! Ratchet is trying to contact me through comm. He wants me in the med bay for the check up!" She says in a nervous voice.
We chuckle in amusement, before stalking towards her.
"We'll go with you." I suggest but I know the answer.
"That won't be necessary. Um…..BYE!" She shout before high tailing it out of there.
We watch her escape into the hall, our optics trail onto her aft before we groan in torture, before forcing ourselves to go back into our quarters. Once inside the room, we sit onto our couch the humans put together for us.
"That femme will be the death of us!" I groan out.
Sunny grunts.
"We'll have to give her time, it's obvious she's not ready for a next step." Sunny says.
I nod, before a scowl gets onto my face, and irritation pours over to Sunny.
"We're going to have to ask to court her, otherwise Mirage will try to snag her!" I growl.
Sunny makes an agreeing snarl, before calming when I do.
"She may be the Allspark, but she's still fragile." I say.
"Even though she in a Cyber-wolf and a killed predator, she's gonna need all the protection she can get. Even with her Cyber-wolf strength, nothing will stop a mech from trying to force himself on her." I hiss out, thinking of what the mech from before tried to do to Angel.
Sunny nods, from our bond determination pools through, determination to protect the femme we love so deeply, the femme that changed into something she was not naturally to try and be with us.
"She's so out of our liege." I sigh out.
"It's just unbelievable to know a femme so…so PERFECT wanting to be with US. Not just you, or not just me, but the BOTH of us, she's willing to accept having TWO mates. Had Cybertron still been around, she could have been a noble, Pit she's a PRIME now." I vent out fear begins to creep into my spark.
"She could easily have any mech she wanted…..Why would a femme like her want to have anything to do with us, after all we were Gladiators in the Pits of Kaon, we KILLED for credits." I say
Sunny says nothing his own fear mixing with mine.
"Even so, even if she was to choose another mech….We'll protect her with our spark no matter what, and if she so asked for it, we'll rip our sparks out and hand them to her without hesitance." Sunny says.
"Couldn't have been said any better."
Angel's POV:
I creep into the med bay, before I poke a helm into Ratchet's office, also taking caution to make sure I don't take another wrench to the helm.
"Hey pops! I'm here for the check up!" I say in English.
I watch as he turns his helm around and looks at me in surprise.
"Hm, I figure I'd have to drag you in here kicking and screaming just like I have to with your twins." He mutters.
My thoughts get stuck on how he calls them MY twin, a grin spreads out on my face.
"What?" He questions snappishly.
I giggle.
"You called them MY twins." I say before shaking my helm.
He gives me a blank look, before he gestures to the medical berth.
"Get on the berth before I decide to beat some common sense into your helm with my wrench." He snarls.
I chuckle in amusement, before casually walking over and sitting on the berth. Ratchet stands off to the side of me before he pulls out a scanner.
"So pops? How's Ma' doing?" I tease.
He jolts in surprise, before his optics narrow on me in annoyance.
"Have ya seal the deal? Should I be expecting little brothers and sisters running around." I say with a smirk REALLY pressing my luck.
He growls at me.
"I fail to see how that is any of your business, adopted daughter or not." He grumbles crankily.
"Awh come on pops! I NEED to know, PLEASE!" I beg with the best puppy eyes ever.
He sighs.
"Yes we did spark bond, and NO there will not be any sparklings..An…" He goes to say something else but I interrupt.
"YET!" I smirk.
He sends me an irritated look, before grinning a little.
"Yes, yet." He says.
I coo over to him.
"Awh is my daddy a sparkling lover?!" I coo teasingly.
He growls a little before he freezes when he looks at the scanner. I watch as a sad look gets onto his face and he looks up at me.
"What is it?" I question fearfully in Cybertronian.
"I…I'm sorry to tell you this Angel…but the damage the Allspark power did to your spark….Has made it to where you cannot produce sparklings."
Okay, that….Just NO! DX I'm sorry guys! But having that amount of power has its consequences...Even if it is limited... :/ BUT at least you all got to read what the twins were thinking! XD
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