I promise you it wasn't planned but it happened! More sexual content in here, closer to the bottom.
Also, I'm alive. Not dead yet. I don't feel sick anymore but I'm still in quarantine though until Friday. Have fun reading!
Once our discussion finished, everyone dispersed, mostly. I waited behind for others to leave so they didn't see me limp out. Zayden stayed behind with me, a worried look etched into his face after both groups left. "They really did a number on you," his voice was soft. He gingerly touched the tip of his fingers on a wrapped wound on my bicep.
Instinctively, my muscles tensed but relaxed a couple of moments afterwards. "Yeah, but no one died. That is the only thing I could care about compared to these." I motioned towards myself. Standing here with little to action made me tired, my brain slowly shutting down.
Exhausted settled in my bones and the man next to me could see it. Even if I kept myself closed off, he could always read me like a book. Zayden knows me too well. "Come on, let's get you to bed. You deserve it." When he ended his sentence, it sounded like he wasn't done. There was something bugging him.
Without meaning to, words blurted from my mouth. "The only thing I deserve is death." My eyes widened at what I had just said but knew it was too late to take them back.
Zayden snapped his gaze onto my own. A dangerous expression washed over him as he took a calculated turn to fully face me. "No. You. Don't." He emphasis every word with a jab of his finger to my shoulder. "You need to stop thinking that way, Azar. It's not healthy."
This time, I scoffed and rolled my eyes at that. Seriously? "It's literally etched into my brain to think that way. Rue taught me that. And when your own mother says you should die, it sticks, painfully." It was his turn to flinch at my words. He knew those words were the truth. Hs wife taught their daughter she should've died a long time ago, preferable at birth or even before then.
"Azzie," he trailed off, not knowing what to say, and ghosted his fingers down my cheek. The tension between us took a turn towards pain, neither of us could figure out what to say after that. Sometimes, silence is better than words.
With a heavy sigh, Zayden let his hand fall and timidly grasped my hand. A spark of energy raced to the limb, providing warmth for the older man, only for a few seconds though. To say it didn't hurt emotionally and mentally would've been a lie. Our family had been ripped apart by someone we trusted, and it could never be put back together. Pieces would forever be lost to the stars.
He tugged me towards him and led me out of the hangar. The sun was lower in the sky, casting out its rays on the earth. Winter was taking a toll on everyone. It's bitter cold nipping at our behinds. To me though, it felt refreshing on my blazing wounds. Ratchet would definitely be angered if put some snow of it, even if I made it myself. That still wouldn't save me from his wrath.
We stopped not too far from the entrance. Aztec soldiers were over by their vehicles, conversing between themselves as they waited for their leader.
Speak of the devil. Zayden didn't say a word as he wrapped his arms around and held me with all of his strength. It was quiet but nonetheless, I could still hear the sob he released. His nails dug into sides, since he was unable to fully wrap his arms around me. I returned the gesture and bumped my crown of horns against his forehead. A gesture I felt was rightful during this moment.
"Please, promise me you'll visit after we kill Rue. For a week, please, that's all I'm asking for," he begged but didn't release me. My muscles froze at the mention of promising him something, he knows I don't make promises.
I sighed, partially sleepy. "Zayden…" I trailed off.
"No!" he sternly said. "Promise, please. I just want my daughter to visit me." Oh, that hurt. That was an extremely low blow. Those words struck me deep and painfully in my heart.
Once more, I sighed and held him a bit closer. "Alright, I promise I'll visit once this is over. Which hopefully in less than a month, will happen."
"Thank you," he whispered, squeezed me, then released me from his grasp before composing himself. There were tears in his eyes. He wiped them away and cleared his throat. "I guess it's time for us to leave. I'll be keeping that promise."
Zayden gave me look, making sure I understood. HIs gaze lingered on me before he turned around and left to leave. My heart twisted painfully at his receding form. Gods, let this war be over.
My muscles ached as I trekked over to the Med. Bay. Both of the twins were still busy with helping cleaning up the dead Decepticons. They did give me expressed permission to go to their room whenever I wanted. To me though, it was their room. I didn't have a right to be there without them, it made me feel nearly dirty just thinking about.
The Med. Bay was an acceptation. Maybe I'll get over that thought process after some time. But for the bay, Ratchet was there almost all the time. Though, on his busy days, he'll be gone a lot of the day. To me though, I feel like he's put me in charge of protecting the place from any troublemakers. Ehm, the Terror Twins.
Said place's hangar door was cracked open. Just enough for a human to get their hands in and open it up. I did so, straining my muscles even more and knew I would feel that ache for some time.
Ratchet sat in his chair, reading some tablets when I opened the door. The CMO heard me enter and turned to me with a gentle smile then realized my tired expression. "Did things not go good?" he questioned and stood up.
The battle was starting to catch up on me after a few hours of no sleep with a beaten and broken body. My eyelids drifted closed for an extra couple of seconds than necessarily. "What…? Oh, no. Things went fine. Just… tired and hurt and want cuddles. With my boys," I sloppily walked towards the bot.
He chuckled when he reached me and scooped me up. "Looks like someone is in need of a nap. It's nap time." I groaned a 'no' and pushed away the finger that was going to pet at my horns. "Yes, sparkling. I'll let 'your boys' know you're here for pickup and in need of cuddles." If only I was in my right mind. The mech gently set me down on my platform and tucked my blankets around me.
"Good night, Azar." I conked out, exhausted to my soul.
Warmth surrounded me. Calm settled down in my bones. A hum, doubled, soothed any anxiety spikes that surged through me. My body ached in the wrong way as I refused to acknowledge where I was. Well, actually, I didn't need to see to know where. I subconsciously flexed my claws and held on a little tighter on the metal wrapped around me.
In return, their arms hugged me closer. One laid their lips along my less injured shoulder. A content smile etching its way on my face. "Mornin', sweetspark," Sides's voice rumbled in my ear, his lips still pressed against my scales. I gave a purr in trade and tilted my head to the side so he would have better access.
Sides slowly dragged his metallic lips from their spot to the crook of my neck. He didn't do anything more than that, just resting and enjoying the quiet moment as it is. A deep hum came from the bot in front of me. Whoops, Sleeping Beauty woke up. At least he doesn't seem to mind.
Said twin shifted slightly and ghosted his fingers down my side. A shiver ran up my spine as he stopped at my thigh. His digits purposely caught on the wrapping covering the worse injury on me. The area around it was sore and probably bruised. He let his thumb just barely follow where the cut was.
It didn't hurt per say but it definitely was uncomfortable to the touch. My tail gently pushed away his hand. I released a pained breath that I held in. "Sorry," he muttered and let the limb settle on my side once more.
With my eyes closed, I ran my fingers as far the limb they were attached to could reach. They settled above where his spark sat. Tiny sparks of electricity zapped up my arms and rested where my soul sat connected to the twins. Sunstreaker sighed, sounding relieved for some reason, and settled closer to me. "You're too injured," he countered.
Well, I wasn't thinking about that but the idea wasn't bad at all. "I'm fine," I mumbled and dragged my claws along the metal of his chest. Something I learned he likes. His body trembled and the hand on me tighten.
But the mech had control. "No. No." Sunstreaker pulled away, breaking the connection. "I don't want to hurt you, purposely or accidentally." A cheeky smile graced my lips as I opened my eyes to stare up at the yellow mech.
"Maybe I want you to." The air circulating between the two got caught for a moment. Sides's teeth dug into my neck, not biting it though. A feeling that I relished in. My hand blindly searched behind me for his chest and found it, my claws holding tight but loose enough for him to pull away if he doesn't want to.
Sides groaned lowly and actually bit my neck and shoulder this time. "Primus, you're so tempting." I keened quietly at the bite and, in reaction, arched my back. "But Sunny is right. We want you when you are injury free so the marks on your frame are only from us." That sent a tremble down my spine. "But Primus, save us. Seeing you under us sounds so good right now."
Even as much as I enjoyed the power of controlling them, the thought of them over me… My, my, my, how the tides have changed.
Sunstreaker silently excused himself and not-so graciously got off of the double bed. His hands were curled tightly at his sides. "Look at what you do to him." With a sleepy and still exhausted brain, I decided to test the waters.
"Show me." The mech stilled and partial turned to face me, confusion on his face. I flicked my eyes down to his crotch then back up at him. "Show me what I do to you." My brain must have been really screw up at that moment to say that.
It took him a long few seconds to think about it before the metal covering his crotch was detached. The sheet of metal was tossed somewhere in the semi dark room, clanging when it crashed into the ground. I sat up to rest my back against Sides, forcing said bot to remove his lips. He, of course, being the sweet bot he is, understood and instead, rested a hand over my lap.
A soft, mesh looking cock pressurized after the plating was unfastened. At the sight of it, my legs subconsciously rubbed together which Sides could feel and chuckled about it. "This. This is what you do to me," Sunstreaker grounded out and grasped his cock.
I couldn't help the purr rumbled in my chest at the sight. A smirk grew on the yellow bots face. Just the sight of him was glorious. Luckily in this form, it didn't seem all that big to me. Yet, that didn't mean it wasn't long and on the thicker side. I smiled gently at the lights that lined each side and thought them as cute.
Unlike a human male, his shaft wasn't smooth. Instead, had ridges and a tapered tip that had bumps. Okay, this might be a bad idea. I might just pounce on him, if my body had the energy to do so. At this point, it wasn't just him teasing me but myself!
"Oh? I think she likes this, Sunny," Sides called out, bringing me from my thoughts. "Come on, give her a show." Sunstreaker smirked stroked himself but refused to tear his eyes away from mine, staring deep. I returned the gesture and tried to spilt my legs to relieve the pressure between them. Except, Sides's hand prevented me from doing that. Said mech held on tighter so I couldn't. I slightly growled, irritated at the restriction but didn't want to my eyes off of Sunstreaker.
Sides moved close, holding his mouth next to my ear. "You gotta be good for Sunny." I whined instead pushed my hips against his hand for any friction. Yet, I never received any. "Nuh-uh. Be good."
Then it hit me why they were doing this. I treated them same when given the controls. Yet, that didn't make me feel any remorse for my actions. That was absolutely glorious to watch.
Sunstreaker skated forward to rest his free hand on the bed while the other pumped his cock. Never did he once move his gaze to see where he was going. I keened and thrusted my hips up once more for anything. "You're torturing me!" That cry sounded so pathetic but I was more focus on getting off.
The two of them chuckled. Finally, Sunstreaker gazed at the mech behind me and dipped his head. Huh? Sides moved the hand on my lap to gently part my legs. I did so eagerly but pulled at the large wound on my side. "Hmm, I don't know, I don't want to hurt her." My eyes widened at the denial.
When Sides went to remove his hand, I latched onto it desperately. "Please, I promise I'm fine. Just let me come," I begged and gazed up at them. Sunstreaker had stopped to ensure I was fine.
At my words, the two shivered and stared at each other before silently agreeing to something. "Alright, but if we see you in any pain, we won't continue," Sunstreaker stated and timidly got back to his ministrations. Sides did so as well and placed his hand between my legs. I leaned back as much as possible and opened my legs for easier access.
He gingerly ran a finger up my slit, gathering my wetness. "Primus, I bet Sunny could just slip into you right now," Sides gasped and worked that digit on the bundle of nerves. I whined and arched my back and hips to press more into any part of him I could.
"Please," I begged in a high pitch tone, wanting the large mech in front of me to fuck me into this bed right this moment. Sides pressed me more into him as a warning and stated a 'no'. I had to tear my eyes off of Sunstreaker and stared up at ceiling.
It wasn't even three seconds before Sides' other hand gripped my chin and forced my gaze back on his twin. "Watch and be good." Another shiver ran down my spine. My gaze raked down the golden mechs frame and lingered on his moving hand.
The same, light blue substance was leaking from the tip but it seemed he hadn't finished. "Sides, rub her faster and open her legs more," Sunstreaker ordered and moved his eyes down to Sides' hand.
Said bot listened. The new pace drew a whiny moan from me. "Frag, just like that. Slag. I'm not going to last long," he muttered that last part mostly to himself. I could also feel my own end drawing near. The two of us in the same boat. "Are you going to overload, too? You better or I'll just frag you until you do."
That did it. "Fuck!" I moaned loudly and twitched as my orgasm took over bodily control. Sunstreaker shortly followed, the light blue substance shooting out from his cock and coating the bed in front of me. His hand dug into the edge until he was spent and leaned heavily on both limbs.
Once over, I laid there, energy completely gone as we stared at each other. From behind me, Sides hummed and kissed my shoulder. "Good femme, such a good femme." The hand draped across my lap disappeared from my peripheral vision. By the sounds it, he was licking his fingers clean.
Sunstreaker leaned forward and bumped his forehead against mine. "Yes, you are a good femme."
Exhaustion from before and now was starting to take its toll on me. The two could easily see this. Sunstreaker got his mess cleaned up before settling back down with us. "I can't wait until you're healed," his voice was lower than normal, a possible side effect of his orgasm. "Because I'm going to frag you into this berth. You won't be able to walk after we're done with you." I couldn't help the needy whine at his words.
"In due time, in due time…" I drifted off once more, content and calm.