Hey everybody how are you all doing? I am sorry fro not getting this out sooner but I have just been a little lazy the past few days. I hope that this chapter helps you forgive me. There is going to be some OOC'ness going on but its why you all came here isn't it.
Not much else to say so lets get going.
The next day dawned and it was very sunny outside, there wasn't a single cloud in the sky to block out the sun. So it was no surprise that by mid day everyone who could go around without a shirt on was. Sam was no different, while he didn't have the same amazingly built body as the solderers that where there he was in no way as scrawny as he had been before. The numerous scars that ran along his back and stomach from all the running and falling off of buildings that he had done helped him feel better about his body.
He did feel sorry for the army men though since they where still on base they where required to wear there heavy set military pants which he was sure where hot as hell. He himself was fortunate enough to be able to get away with a pair of red shorts that went down to his knees. At the moment he was sitting in Bumblebee's large shadow trying to keep him self cool.
"Don't you guys get hot?" He asked looking up at Bumblebee who wasn't showing any sign that the heat was bothering him.
"Yes we do get hot, but it would take more heat then what we are experiencing now in order for us to feel that way." Bumblebee told him.
Sam didn't want to think about how much hotter it would have to be in order for the Autobots to feel it. Instead he let out a sigh and sat back on the lawn chair that he was sitting in.
"Yo Bee!" A deep voice called out.
Sam looked up to find Jazz walking over to them. Instantly Sam wanted to ask Jazz about why he had found what happened between him and Prowl so funny but kept from saying it right out. He didn't want to tell Bumblebee too in case it would embarrass Prowl.
"Ironhide needs your help setting up a transmitter." Jazz told him. "I can watch the little guy for ya."
Bumblebee nodded his head and said good bye to Sam before transforming and driving away. Once Bumblebee was out of sight Sam looked up at Jazz a frown on his face.
"You want to tell me why you found what I told you last night so funny?" He asked.
Jazz didn't look at all shocked by the question. In fact he started laughing again which didn't help Sam's mood.
"What is so funny!?" He demanded.
It took a few moments for Jazz to stop laughing but when he did he didn't say anything all he did was start to transform. When the shinny silver car was in front of him the door opened. Letting out a frustrated sigh Sam climbed in and Jazz drove off quickly. He didn't even give Sam time to put on his seat belt.
Sam watched out the window as Jazz drove and it was only when he noticed them passing the same building for the third time that he started to get suspicious.
"Jazz what are you doing? This is the third time we passed the mess hall." Sam said.
Sam began to feel a slight itch in the back of his head. He wasn't sure what it was but suddenly he was starting to feel very tired. It was getting harder and harder for him to keep his eyes open and he was yawning every few seconds.
"J...Jazz." He gave his head a shake to try and clear the fog that was going over his eyes. "What... is going..."
He wasn't able to finish his question, his eyes fell shut and he slumped over so that he was laying across both the drivers seat and the passenger seat. Jazz chuckled to himself as he turned off the air vent that had been pumping in the sleeping gas. He really hoped that Ratchet wouldn't find out that he was the one who took it from his med bay. But after Sam had told him what had happened between him and Prowl he knew that he would need it to make his plane work.
'It will take some manipulating but it should work.' Jazz thought to himself as he pulled up to Prowl's empty room.
He opened his drivers side door and carefully tilted the seats so Sam would slide gently out and onto the ground. He then drove back a few feet and started transforming. Carefully he picked Sam up and carried him into Prowl's room and started setting everything up.
Prowl let out a sigh as he laid back on the berth in Ratchet's med bay.
"I don't know why I let you talk me into this?" He said to Jazz who was standing not to far away.
"Come on Prowl this will make things a lot more fun. Just think of all the new things we can try out with these." Jazz said.
He rubbed at the back of his head where Ratchet had just finished installing his up grade.
"If I find out that you're are using these to cause trouble I will wield you to the ceiling." Ratchet said waving his ever present wrench at Jazz.
Jazz held up his hands in defeat.
"Easy Hatchet we're not going to do anything bad with them, purely personal use." He said.
Ratchet let out a huff and went back to working on Prowl. It took about thirty minutes for Ratchet to finish with Prowl's up grade and when he was done he watched the black and white mech walk to the exit. Jazz was just about to follow him but Ratchet stopped him.
"What are you planning Jazz?" He asked glaring at him.
Jazz put on a look of shock. "What do you mean Ratchet?"
"Don't play innocent with me. You're sudden interest in this up grade and your eagerness to give it to Prowl, and lets not forget that I found a canister of sleeping gas missing this morning." Ratchet said.
Jazz's optics went wide.
"Maybe Sunstreaker and Sideswipe are up to something." He suggested.
"Or maybe you are up to something." Ratchet retorted. "That gas is extremely potent a small amount can put a human under for several hours."
"You don't say." Jazz said.
Ratchet growled. "If you do anything that leads to a human being harmed..."
"Take it easy Ratchet. I am only trying to help some friends nothing bad will happen." Jazz said.
Ratchet continued to glare at Jazz but he moved out of his way so he could leave. Jazz ran out trying to catch up with Prowl before he got to his room and ruined the surprise. He was just able to get to the hanger that Prowl used before him and he moved in front of the door blocking Prowl's path.
"Jazz what are you doing?" He asked.
"Why the hurry?" Jazz shot back.
"I have patrol soon." Prowl answered trying to move around Jazz.
"No you don't! I had Optimus move some things around you're off tonight." Jazz told him.
"Why would you do that?" Prowl asked crossing his arms.
Jazz moved closer and ran his hand gently up Prowl's leg making the bot shiver.
"Because I just got out of the med bay and we haven't spent any time 'alone' together." Jazz said.
Prowl saw the look in Jazz's optics and knew just what he was getting at.
"Is this why you wanted both of us to get this upgrade?" He asked.
Jazz chuckled "Well yes and no." He said. "Its not just so we can have a new kind of fun together."
Prowl raised an optic ridge.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"I had an interesting talk with someone last night." He told him.
Again running his hand up Prowl's leg.
"He told me something very interesting happened in here." Jazz said.
Prowl's optics went wide and he stepped back from Jazz a look of shame on his face.
"Jazz..." He started but couldn't keep going.
"Shh... its alright." Jazz told him. "I am not offended."
Prowl looked at him sadly.
"I never meant for anything to happen, he didn't know what he was doing." Prowl said.
"Then why don't you tell him, and maybe give him a demonstration." jazz offered.
Prowl stared at Jazz shocked. "What... what are you talking about?"
Jazz laughed. "I know how you feel about him. He told me how he thought you where following him and it sounded very familiar. Kind of like how we first met."
Prowl turned his head away trying not to look at Jazz.
"I don't know what your talking about." Prowl said.
"Oh come on don't give me that." Jazz said laughing. "You use to follow me around all the time, hiding behind corners and then running off when ever I would see you."
Prowl chuckled despite trying to deny it.
"I was always to afraid to talk to you." He said.
"Yeah it took me hunting you down and cornering you for you to finally talk to me." Jazz said. "And then even longer for you to make a move."
"You made the first move!" Prowl said laughing.
"Hmm... True but that's going to change tonight." He said grabbing Prowls hand and pulling him back to the door.
"What are you talking about?" Prowl asked.
"I have a little surprise for you in here that I think you will like." Jazz told him opening the door.
Prowl followed Jazz inside only to find that the lights where out. He could hear something moving around and grunting almost like it was trying to get out of something. Prowl was about to switch the filters in his optics to night vision when Jazz's hand came up blocking his view.
"None of that I want this to be a surprise." He said.
"Jazz what is going on!?" Prowl demanded."I don't like surprises."
Jazz laughed. "Oh trust me you will like this one."
Prowl felt Jazz take his hand off his face and listened to him moving around in the dark. He heard some more muffled grunting and struggling and he started to get worried about what was going on. He was about to forget what Jazz told him and switch on his night vision but Jazz's voice stopped him.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes!" Prowl almost yelled.
The lights switched on which made Prowl's optics constrict to keep the sudden light from blinding him. When they where able to open again giving him a view of the room his jaw almost fell off its hinges at the sight before him.
In the middle of the room stood a very large bed that had never been there before, there where white sheets and large white pillows resting on top of it. But that wasn't what caught Prowl's attention. What caught his attention was the body that was strapped down to the bed.
Bound to the frame of the bed by thick leather straps was Sam but there was a difference to how he was dressed now. Instead of the loose fitting pants and shirt he wore. He was wearing a very tight looking pair of black leather pants. He had no shirt on but instead he wore several more straps of black leather that wrapped around his shoulders and around his sides to connect to a thick metal ring that was set in the middle of his stomach. Leading from the top of the ring of metal was another strap that traveled along the middle of his chest and connected to a collar around his neck by another ring.
From the leather harness Prowl's optics moved to a medium size red ball that was strapped into Sam's mouth which kept him from making any kind of sound beyond grunting. His eyes where wide with fear and shock as he looked around the room and then at Jazz and Prowl. When Sam's eyes fell on Jazz he would struggle harder against his bonds and began grunting angrily. Prowl was sure that if he didn't have the ball in his mouth the words he would be speaking wouldn't be very nice.
"Jazz, what is this?" Prowl asked shocked.
Ta Da!!!! How is that for a ending to a chapter? It teases you so badly but also promises that the big moment that everyone is wanting is going to happen in the next chapter.
I hope everyone likes the bondage that I put Sam in, I got the idea partly from a suggestion someone made but also from another story I read for a different fandom. There where drawings to go along with the story ^_^.
Anyway the big moment is just one chapter away and I will work on making it super speacial awsom.
Review and tell me what you think.