Further Complications.
Chapter Ten.
A/N: Bold Text is com/data burst speech.
It was quite a few hours after the call to the Autobot base that Sam went into recharge, for there were several things he needed to do in preparation for the ceasefire, some personal business he wanted to settle with Bumblebee, and a little matter of keeping a promise he had made to Thundercracker earlier that day.
The first task wasn't so bad: as the leader he was in a position to delegate many tasks on to everyone else, after telling them what the ceasefire was for and expounding the benefits to them, the other Decepticons were quite willing to pitch in and do as they were asked to get things organised.
Skywarp and Thundercracker he had ordered to go and recharge, as they would be doing a lot of flying quite soon, and he wanted them well-rested in preparation. When he told them what flying they would be involved in, neither had found any reason to protest. Once they were both recharging, he had gone back to Bumblebee, who, once he got used to the idea, was not averse to a little experimentation.
Sam had found out several things himself during that little session: the first was that with a Seeker's wide handspan he was able to far more effectively caress and stimulate Bumblebee's sensitive spots than he could ever have hoped to as a human, and in addition, Bumblebee had either read up plenty about Seekers, or he was unnaturally gifted at working out where on a flyer was sensitive: not that Sam either knew or even cared which once Bumblebee put those nimble fingers to work on his fuselage.
It was a major change of perspective as well as of experience, Sam reflected afterwards, for Bumblebee and he to be on their sides during their interactions, and more so for Bumblebee to be lying on Sam's chest. Not that 'Bee had never been on top in previous liaisons: it was quite common for Bumblebee to prop himself on all fours in a crouch as Sam had lay beneath him, but to have Bumblebee lying on him, resting his entire weight on him, was physically impossible when Sam was a human.
In this Seeker body it was, well, different, Sam reflected, as he held the yellow scout atop him with one hand as the small Autobot slid into recharge with his head resting on Sam's shoulder, his upper body and hips sprawled over the large expanse of Seeker beneath him, his legs and feet between Sam's thighs. It was more than once that Sam had gone to sleep on Bumblebee's chest with the scout crooning affectionately to him through his microphone. It was odd, but very satisfying, for the positions to be reversed this time. Sam raised his free hand to stroke Bumblebee's smooth helm.
It was with reluctance afterwards that Sam put Bumblebee into a recharge chamber to get fully powered up for the next day. Sam himself went in for two hour's recharge time, after which he woke and commed for Thundercracker and Skywarp to join him outside.
They spent a good time in the air together, during which time they ran hands over and under each other's wings, up and down each other, took turns to fly canopy-to-canopy, and back-to-back, and wingtip-to-wingtip. This was unlike the time that Thundercracker and Skywarp had taken Sam up when he was sky-needy and tense: that time they had addressed Sam's need while for the time being pushing aside their own. This time, Sam returned the caresses they gave him, finding that Skywarp was highly sensitive around his vents and that Thundercracker seemed to be highly sensitive pretty much everywhere that Sam touched him. The three flew around each other, caressing and stroking each other, flying by instinct what would have otherwise appeared to be a carefully choreographed aerial dance, never fouling each other, never colliding or clipping each other.
Of course the wings and cockpit canopies were a place Sam had come to understand were very sensitive in every Seeker, but Sam had never thought of lifting the canopy up. It was Thundercracker who gave Sam a wicked smile, slid under him, and slipped a hand under his canopy. The sensations that flooded through Sam gave him just about enough time to gasp, for he found it so sensitive that he overloaded on the spot. The three of them had all been in the air at the time: he had come around to find himself lying face-up on Skywarp's back and Thundercracker flying above him, holding him so he didn't slip off, with a very smug look on his face. Sam had promptly began flying using his own engines, dived for Thundercracker, and laughingly returned the favour.
Giggling, Sam had then found out that he was not the only one who would overload when stimulated thus internally, for Thundercracker himself screeched and then it was Sam and Skywarp who were supporting the blue Seeker. Thundercracker had onlined himself quite swiftly after, and then had sent a sly com to Sam.
We can't leave Skywarp out, it would be unfair. Come on, let's overload him, too!
They had both dived for the same spot at first, the closest they came to fouling with each other, although once Sam realised that Thundercracker was going for the cockpit as well, he had changed his focus to the wide expanse of Skywarp's beautifully sensitive wings. He flew to one tip, drew a hand down it to the middle of the green Seeker's back, and back up the other wing: Skywarp's whole body shook, though Sam couldn't be sure if that was down to his caress or what Thundercracker was doing. A quick dive under the two was all Sam needed to notice that Thundercracker's clever glossa was as busy with the green Seeker's vents as one of his hands was busy within the confines of his cockpit.
Swooping back up to Skywarp's dorsal surface, Sam planted one hand on Skywarp's neck and the other on a wingtip, silently thanking whichever God there might be for the span of a Seeker's reach that made this possible. He drew both hands down slowly, and Skywarp let out a moan and shook some more. There was a swift jerk of Thundercracker's head and Skywarp's moan climbed to an audio-piercing shriek before the green Seeker suddenly went limp beneath Sam.
He couldn't help it, it was instinctive for Sam to grab for the Seeker's shoulders, but he needn't have worried: Thundercracker was already supporting Skywarp from below, and once again, the green Seeker was swift enough to engage his own engines upon coming online again. Thundercracker pulled away as Skywarp began flying under his own power, just as Sam realised suddenly that he was tired. He wondered how he could convey that thought without seeming weak, but he needn't have worried as Thundercracker drew up alongside him so their wings actually slightly overlapped and looped a long blue arm around him.
Sam almost panicked, fearing they would fall, but then another weight - Skywarp - settled atop them, a green-patterned arm snaked about him, and then –
Then they were flying lower, towards the Decepticon Base, as the other two released their holds as swiftly as they had engaged them, peeling away to give each other manoeuvring room.
Thank you, Skywarp, I suggest we all use the remaining time to gain some recharge before flying to the Autobot base tomorrow, after all, once we have been refuelled, we can do this again as much as we like, without needing to worry about a shortage of fuel. Said Thundercracker.
He sent Sam – and presumably Skywarp – a series of highly suggestive images that as a human would probably have left Sam wondering where to put his face. In this body, however, Sam found himself looking forward to it, not to mention raising questions about a Seeker's libido, and not for the first time. Were all Seeker's sexual appetites like this, Sam wondered, or was it just these three that made rabbits look almost celibate by comparison?
They all angled down and landed, making their way to their separate rooms, though not without plenty of fuselage and wing-caresses before they separated. Sam didn't even bother moving Bumblebee out of the recharge chamber, just dragged him back atop his chest before dropping the recharge chamber lid back down and hitting a deep restful recharge before the unit had adjusted its output to compensate for two 'bots sharing the berth.
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Sam sat up as the berth reached the end of its preset cycle, feeling refreshed and pretty much ready for anything – especially the visual promise Thundercracker had made earlier. However, Optimus and the others would be waiting at the gates at nine in the morning local time, and it would not be good to be tardy. Business before pleasure, he told himself, turning his processors to the tasks of that morning.
They would have to travel in jet form, except for Sam, who would fly above the cloud cover carrying Bumblebee. Sam had never been so glad that it would be cloudy, he didn't want to be late and flying Bumblebee to the Base would be quicker than asking Bumblebee to drive there. Sam had a quiet word with Thundercracker, asking him to convey Miles, promising that the human would keep his hands to himself unless told otherwise.
"I must say, letting the squishy touch my controls could be an interesting experience." Thundercracker murmured, and Sam made a mental note to warn Miles not to be surprised or scared if Thundercracker invited Miles to touch him and then suddenly seemed to drop out of the sky. He also commed Skywarp to keep an optic on Thundercracker and help him keep airborne in just such an eventuality, not that he should need it, Thundercracker would probably have the sense to fly up high enough that he'd re-online while still in the air. Sam couldn't help but grin a bit: even two hours away from business, Thundercracker's mind was occupied with pleasure.
All the preparations had been made and it was time to leave. Miles was securely strapped into Thundercracker's seat, and both he and Skywarp had been warned by Sam about the possibility of what might happen. Sam nodded to Bumblebee after mentally ticking off his inner inventory, sliding his arms around the Autobot scout's chest, and taking off.
All three fliers had half-full tanks, and Dr Syn had privately informed Sam that that had taken the last of the aircraft fuel the Decepticons possessed. Sam nodded, making a mental note to ask Ratchet and Optimus Prime to "accidentally" give the Decepticons more air fuel than originally intended. Having tasted the joy of flight, Sam could not willingly participate in a deal that might leave the three on the ground for as long as they could stand because they only had enough fuel for essential flights. It also made a lot of practical sense to Sam: keeping the Seekers in fuel might keep them from attacking a fuel depot in desperation – an attack that could potentially cost human, Autobot and Decepticon lives.
They all reached the Autobot base in the time Sam had calculated they'd need, all landing, one at a time, on the small runway the Autobot base possessed, just outside the gates. Sam put Bumblebee down, went over to Thundercracker, and lifted out a slightly nervous Miles: Thundercracker had given him permission to touch the controls during the flight in. He and the other two approached Optimus Prime, wrists crossed at waist-level in the widely accepted gesture that meant you intended no threat: it was Bumblebee who had suggested to Sam that the three seekers reinforce their words of peace with this gesture. The Autobots knew it was Sam of course, but the gesture would be noticed by the two other Seekers by it's very absence if he omitted it. For now at least the pretence would have to be kept up.
Optimus gestured to the open gates, where Ratchet waited.
"Please come in and be welcome: your first stop will be the med bay where you will all be fully fuelled and given a medical check, Ratchet insists. Then, Leader Starscream, I will ask one of my officers to show your wing brothers to the med bay while Ratchet and I speak with you in private, to discuss any final details, then we can all discuss anything else in my office over some of Ratchet's best low-grade." he said.
Sam nodded and led the way in, approaching ratchet. "This way, please." Ratchet said out loud, but Sam was far more interested in the content of the com Ratchet send him.
Sam, we think we have found a way to switch you back. When Thundercracker and Skywarp are enjoying the recreational facilities, you can fill Starscream in on what's been going on, and then we can swap you back.