Ok! Last update cuz tomorrow school starts! Wow… and it's not looking good. Genetics, generally my favorite course, is going to soak up a lot of time. So… I'll try to update as much as possible, but I really need some encouragement from my readers! You guys are my fuel to write (and a dose of a sanity pill for me). So don't be shy! I take all reviews as constructive and this little tale is about to spice back up!!! Btw there is a challenge at the bottom this time. So participate and you win cybercupcakes!!!

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Soundwave approached Earth's atmosphere, completely unaware of the energy signal that was growing ever stronger as he approached his destination. Soundwave was too elated about finding his little Ravage online and functioning. He'd felt so empty without her, and now all he had to do was find Blaster… then they would be a family again, and his spark would be completely stable.

The satellite approached Earth, slowing his speed with his extra plating that this form gave him. He approached the satellite that he had infiltrated (raped) when he was doing reconnaissance on the last mission for the Decepticon cause. He hacked the code again and sent out a message to his eldest sparkling. The humans wouldn't notice it, they were all too busy bustling around in their everyday lives to notice a small Cybertronian message coming across their airways. It would probably sound like static to them anyways. He waited, patiently for hours while the message relayed throughout the planet's meager communication airways.

Just as he was beginning to think she'd been found by the humans and destroyed, Soundwave saw a small missile headed his way… but didn't see the tiny ball of light that followed in its tail. Not that the large mech generally cared what his little ravage brought home with her. She as a responsible feline, she could take care of herself. He transformed as he opened his arms to welcome her home.

"Ravage!" The monotone mech said as he embraced his beautiful Ravage, who happily snuggled into her creator's arms. Soundwave cooed to his daughter, slowly stroking her helm as she wrapped her paw like appendages around his neck. The ball of light seemed to have a mind of its own, but kept a low profile as it slipped around the cuddling two and latched onto Ravage's back. Soundwave pulled his daughter into his chest- as well as the ball of light- and transformed into his satellite form, then took off for the red planet. It was time to go back home… and await their family's return.

Rodimus awoke in Optimus's arms, still dazed from the night before. It felt really good to wake up wrapped in another's arms, like a large protective barrier against the world was holding him securely in an impenetrable fortress, hiding him from whatever was pursuing him.

But one can't run from one's own past… and he felt like he should come clean with Optimus about the events that led to his turning Con.

He looked up at the older mech as he watched the former leader of the Autobots shift in his recharge. He looked so peaceful, Rodimus didn't want to disturb him… the war had taken its toll on everyone, Con or Bot. Rest was generally considered a luxury that many couldn't afford on the battlefield, so actually being able to enjoy a soft, fluffy berth was practically daydreaming at best.

Rodimus pushed himself up to kiss Optimus's chin as he nuzzled his lover gently. The older mech awoke slowly, nesting himself in the covers as he turned towards his newfound mate. Rodimus was beautiful in the morning light, especially when he was curled up in Optimus's arm and looking up at the mech with bright optics.

"Morning… what time is it?" The red and blue mech asked. Rodimus laughed sleepily.

"It's time to get up, we've been napping since 800, it's about 1000 right now." Rodimus finished with a kiss to his leader's jaw line. Optimus smiled as he kissed Rodimus back. He swung his legs over the side of the berth and pulled himself out of berth. He never liked to waste time before the war, afterwards should be no different. He stretched his muscular cables out as he walked over to the window to look at the view that the previous night had forbidden him to see…

Their world was being rebuilt.

Everything that they had strived to save so long ago and failed… was slowly being rebuilt before his optics. Everything they loved, everything they knew… each building, each tower…they were all underway in being rebuilt. It was a miracle to the Prime's optics.

"Rodimus… what have you been doing while I was gone?" Optimus asked. Rodimus rose from the berth and approached his former leader. Rodimus kissed Optimus's shoulder as he approached the older mech. Optimus smirked and wrapped an arm around the younger mech.

"Mostly I've been organizing the reconstruction teams. Currently we have the majority of our forces focusing on the large repair and maintenance building. The next building to be repaired is the major housing towers on 12th and 13th. After that… well I'd have to look at our plans. Most of the materials are here, and this city's team is almost done in this quadrant" The younger mech waved a hand in the direction Optimus was looking. Optimus had to admit he was impressed. It had been a long time since he'd seen the cities on Cybertron being rebuilt, but it was… invigorating. As though everything that he'd worked for in the past centuries was… here… and happening, nothing like he'd expected when he'd been captured with the others…

Which brought a sudden sense of sadness over him. He was worried about his friends… particularly Bumblebee and Jolt. They were the youngest of the group, and the smallest. Therefore they would be the easiest to overpower and rape. Optimus would never had let that happen… but then again they were with Shockwave, who if Optimus recalled was an horrible mech.

He wondered how they were fairing…

Bumblebee was not a happy camper come bedtime. Shockwave pulled the younger mech into his room by the wrist while his flimsy armor was caught in the air; giving the mechs he'd just said good recharge to a perfect view of his… equipment. Needless to say, Shockwave didn't even seem to notice as they kept their memory file cameras on silent and took all the pictures they wanted.

Bumblebee gave a surprised yelp, still not quite used to having his own voice working again; while he was being dragged along. Once the door closed behind him as he was tossed onto the berth, Shockwave locked the chambers heavy doors and slowly, yet ever so seductively, walked over to the younger mech. Bumblebee was still trying to prop himself up on his elbows as the older mech approached him. The look in Shockwave's optic was unmistakable.

He wanted Bee right now.

Bumblebee wasn't too keen on doing it right now, mostly because he was tired and wanted to go into recharge as soon as possible. Shockwave seemed to have other plans for the younger mech, plans that involved him slowly descending on the yellow bot. Bumblebee tried to scoot back on the berth, only to have Shockwave place a servo at his shoulder, preventing him from moving any further away from the cycloptic mech.

Shockwave dove on top of Bee, grabbing his neck cable in the older mechs dentals and giving the younger mech a small love bite. Not enough to break a cable, but enough to dent it just so that the others could see that Bumblebee was his mate, not theirs.

Bumblebee groaned as best as he could through his still sore vocalizer. Shockwave grinned manically as he licked the spot he'd just bitten. Bumblebee cried out as he tried to free his arms from Shockwave's weight, to which the larger and more experienced mech chuckled as he felt his perfect prize struggling.

"Bee… just relax… and enjoy. I'm not going to hurt you…well, nothing more than love bites at least." Shockwave said as he brushed his nose against the younger mech's lovely neck cables. Bumblebee moaned appreciatively, loving every single lick and carress that the older mech gave him. It had been so long, Bumblebee thought that this almost felt like the first time Shockwave had taken him. All those eons ago, when he'd lost his virginity to the older mech. Given that back then he could of chosen any time to leave if he'd felt uncomfortable, now he was restrained to the older mech's mansion, under threat of arrest if he wandered without a guard or his master. Though he had to admit, Shockwave seemed like a very reasonable mech to deal with for a master. He wasn't forcing them to interface at any given moment, or bear sparklings out the wazoo like some were facing, or wear absolutely nothing around the mansion unless they wanted to (which both sets of twins took advantage of when the high grade was brought out). So perhaps this wasn't so bad. Not that Bumblebee didn't like sparklings as much as the next mech his age, but it wasn't on his to do list at the moment. He was young and virile, so why should he have to burden himself with such a task at this very moment?

Bumblebee's thoughts were interrupted by the older mech sliding the frail armor off of his groin. Shockwave, though conservative in most lights, was a mech who could appreciate a scantily clad mech… especially one of Bumblebee's attractiveness. And to have said mech tucked safely in one's home, unable to be touched by any other mech (aside from his harem which needed an attitude adjustment when it came to the yellow Camero), one would have to believe that this particular mech would need a little… 'relief' every once in a while.

Bumblebee moaned loudly as the older mech's servo slipped between his legs, gently rubbing his interfacing equipment panel, encouraging the younger mech to allow it to slide off. Bumblebee, flustered and overheating from the intimate contact, allowed Shockwave access by sliding the durable covering off of his cable and port. Unlike Shockwave, Bee was both an input port and export cable unit. Which left him a very desirable mech to anyone who ever talked to Bee, let alone see him without his coverings- and Shockwave was no exception to this rule. The first time that he'd talked to Bee was at a small party during the annual festival of Primus. Bee and Shockwave had run into each other at the energon table, and Shockwave was not overenergized within the least, which had allowed him to escape from the stupid femme's that crowding him and clawing at his body earlier. Bumblebee wasn't much different, and since he'd chosen not to drink during the evening, he was completely sober. This was probably the first mech Shockwave had talked to all evening that wasn't overenergized, so he was more than willing to talk to the younger mech… who wasn't particularly bad looking either. After a while of talking and noticing the party dying down, Shockwave asked Bee if he had plans for the rest of the evening… which Bee agreed to be his date if he'd be willing to drive. Shockwave jumped for the idea and took Bee out of the currently slumbering party, back to his home and to berth. Bee wasn't too happy about the pain that always ensued when a mech was first penetrated, but it was soon eased with Shockwave's loving kisses.

Which, as usual (that Bee soon found out after that evening), Shockwave would always start out with kissing. Kissing his neck… then his chest… then his pelvic plating… and of course, well, we'll let the readers imagine that part.

Shockwave's tongue was probably legend by now, because Bee couldn't control the vocalization coming out of his throat. Shockwave slipped his digits into Bee's crotch, slowly massaging the younger mech's opening and stretching it just enough that it wouldn't hurt like the first time. Bumblebee shut off his optics as he felt Shockwave mounting for the entry. Part of Bee awaited it with welcoming, open legs; while another part of him wanted to be treated like a prize- taken gently and softly. His decision making was cut short as Shockwave made it for him, pushing the tip of his cable into Bee's opening gently, allowing it to separate as he nudged it forward. Bee cried out as the first real penetration he'd had in eons slid into his port. Shockwave stopped and leaned forward to kiss Bee on his lip components as he moaned painfully against the length. Shockwave eased himself in as Bee continued to kiss him, throwing his naked arms around the older mech's shoulders and bracing himself against the attack on his sensitive circuitry.

Shockwave continued to press small kisses into Bee's collar as he thrusted forward. Bee cried out each time Shockwave slid a little further in. After about a minute of easing his way into the younger mech, Shockwave found his length completely within Bee's port.

"That's the soft little Bee I remember… .so tender and lovingly sweet." Shockwave said as he pulled out a little, then began rhythmically thrusting into the younger mech. Bee continued to moan and cry out as he was pushed into the berth by Shockwave's movements. Shockwave was loving every second of this, delving inside his little Bee the way no one else could anymore. Kissing his Bee on his berth, making sweet tender love to his little Bee in their room, where no one else could see them doing so; and burying his nose into his Bee's neck as he fell into recharge. And of course….

"AHHHH!!!! SHOCKWAVE!!!" Have his little Bee screaming his name as they came together… allowing his fluids to fill Bee's port and maybe even have a little bit of them leak out of that sensitive little port as they laid together in the aftermath of their passion, kissing and snuggling together. But Bee was tired, more so now than he was prior to their wonderful excursion into the world of romance. Shockwave pulled the younger mech up to the top of the berth and got up to get a rag, just to clean a little of the fluids off so that they could recharge comfortably.

After cleaning the fluids, he pulled the curtains (1) back so that they could see both of the moons as they slipped into recharge. He pulled the curtains around the berth as well so that no one wandering in the next day could see his little Bee before him.

"Rest well, Bumblebee… you've had a long day." Shockwave said as he pulled the younger mech helm onto his shoulder and pulled the blankets around both of them. He placed a single, long kiss onto Bee's helm and rested his helm on the pillow behind him. They both slid into recharge at the same time, snuggled together amongst the pillows and blankets where no one in the entire universe could get to them.

(1) They have curtains... to make the place look pretty.

No bloopers tonight. I've run out of bloopers. Feel free to suggest a pairing or idea and I'll pull it off somehow. Seriously, please help.

Challenges!!!:

Who should be in the next bloopers?

(State any 2 mechs and I will make it happen.)

Where should the 'little spark' stay until his body is rebuilt? (name a mech or femmes house- not megsy or star)