Chapter Two: A Little Physical
Dear Shit That Needs To be Written,
Today. Was. Awesome. Like so massively awesome that I can't properly put it into words. But I'll try.
To put it in simple terms because I am a simple person….I molested Sideswipe. Now if that doesn't make a person's day then I don't know what does. And while I was messin' around with Sideswipe, Ana just had to go get kidnapped…by Barricade no less. Lucky bitch! But I swear something happened. She won't say but I can see it in her face. I'll find out what, just you watch. For now though we are stuck taking a boring plane ride to Diego Garcia.
Crap!
Aurorah
It had been a couple hours of being in the plane and Aurorah couldn't help but feel incredibly restless. All her drawing stuff was still in Ana's abandoned BMW. Though she still had her 3DS, it didn't help that she had beat the game that she had in it over an hour ago and that the charge had died. She wished she could go and talk with Sideswipe but the stupid military dudes they were with had said that she was not to interact with him, that they were under supervision. 'In other words,' She thought 'no freedom and hours of boredom.'
She turned around to peer over her seat at Ana. Her friend was quietly staring out the window, a look of thinking on her face as she petted Missy. She huffed a dramatic sigh to grab Ana's attention and the girl flicked her eyes in Aurorah's direction in acknowledgement.
"Whatcha thinkin' bout' Ana?" she asked, resting her chin on her folded arms. Ana blinked stupidly before her face flushed a bright red.
"Oh, uh, nothing really. You know, just kinda wondering how we got into this situation in the first place." She focused her gaze back out the window, the blush still staining her face and preceded to ignore her. Aurorah narrowed her eyes and slowly turned around to sit back her seat.
'Well if that wasn't an obvious lie.' A rude voice snarked in her head. Oh god, here we go again. She zoned out her consciousness and regarded the voice in her head. 'Vegeta' as she like to call him, snorted.
'Don't tell me, your denseness has left you to overlook the obviously disgustingly girly blush on her face and believe her.' He accused.
'You're not supposed to exist! Now go away!'
'Hey, Vegeta, are we there yet?' And then there was Nappa, the other voice that lurked through her mind. At least that's what she called them.
'No!' Vegeta answered.
'Are we there yet?'
'No!'
'Are we there yet?'
'No!'
Pause….Blessed silence filled her head.
'Hey, hey guys?'
'What!' Both Vegeta and Aurorah said in unison. If Nappa asked if they were there yet on more time….
'Are we there -'
'OH FOR GOD'S SAKE NAPPA! NO!'
Aurorah grabbed her head and twisted around back to Ana so fast she knocked the glass of soda she had been drinking to the floor, grabbing the attention of the military personnel that were with them. Deidara looked up at her in concern, wondering what had made her mom burst out. Ana's wide eyes surveyed her friend's twitching form and clenched teeth. She sighed sympathetically.
"Are they at it again?" she whispered so as to not alert the others of Aurorah's problem. The hands that she had been holding her head with slid down her face and she dropped her head to the back of the chair.
"They won't shut up. I'm going crazy." Her head zipped back up and she gasped as she remembered something important.
"OH GOD ANA! My meds! They are back in your car."
Ana looked worriedly at Aurorah. The girl was a tightly wound ball of anxiety. The longer they were cooped up in this plane the worse it got. The smallest thing could make her snap and she looked around at their guards. They seemed suspicious, probably wondering whether they should restrain her, which wasn't surprising seeing how Aurorah freaked. She placed a hand on her arm in an effort to comfort and calm her.
"Hey now. Hush! You're freaking the nice men out. They might think you're some kinda psycho and lock you in a room."
Aurorah shook her head. "But Nappa won't stop asking 'are we there yet' and Vegeta won't stop yelling!" She hissed, hitting her head back on the top of the plane seat. Ana looked around again and spotted one of the black suited men was writing.
'That should work!' She thought, standing up and walking over to the man. Without asking, she snatched the paper and pen, ignoring the squawk of protest and went back to her friend. She kneeled in front of her and waved the paper.
"Hey Rory, look!" She whispered. Aurorah lifted her head slightly, wincing to whatever it was that her mangy voices were saying. She eyed the paper she held quizzically.
"Use this to draw with. I know it's a pen and not a point 0.3 pencil but it should keep Nappa occupied at the very least."
The redhead took the paper and without a word began to draw. Ana let out a relieved breath of air.
Well at least that's taken care of. She turned to the military men and smiled.
"Can any of you fine looking gentlemen point me to a bathroom. I need to take a piss."
It had been another slow moving thirty minutes before they finally landed. The bounce from the landing jostled Ana out of the light doze she was in and a curse and a indignant hiss from the seat in front of her informed her that her friend had messed up whatever drawing she was doing, no doubt pissing her off and that her feline companion did don't approve of the sudden movement.
As soon as the plane stopped, the guards who were with them escorted then onto land. The smell of sea salt filled their noses and the wind brushed through their hair. Ana's attention was drawn to the massive hangers that were standing alone on the island they were on. Planes and helicopters could be seen sitting off to the side of one, all lined in rows. Soldiers weaved in between the crafts, shouting directions and orders to one another. Off to the other side of the main hanger she could see soldiers doing drills and making laps around a large circle.
What caught her attention the most though was the hanger that the soldiers were guiding them to. The side they were facing basically had no wall; the door was the whole opening. Past the opening multiple catwalks could be seen filled with desks, computers, and screens; technicians working at different stations dotting along them.
It was the shine of paint that drew her attention to the cars; a black Topkick and a red and white Hummer rescue vehicle were parked next to each other. On the other side from them a yellow Chevy Camaro and the silver stingray that was Sideswipe were parked. And right in the middle was none other than the blue Peterbuilt semi with red flame decals. It was Optimus Prime himself.
"Wow."
Both Ana and Aurorah glanced at each other, surprised to have said the same thing at the same time. Their eyes were drawn back to the Peterbuilt when it started to transform. Parts slid apart, metal grinding on metal and gears turned as the semi was rearranged. It was like a giant robot rubix cube. Soon enough Optimus Prime was standing in front of them, the other Autobots not far behind.
"Hello, and welcome to NEST." Optimus greeted, his voice flowing over them like silk. They quivered on the spot from the sheer sound of it.
"I believe your names are Ana and Aurorah? Sideswipe has told me of what has occurred today." He sent them sympathetic looks. "I'm sorry that you had to have your first encounter with us in such a violent manner."
Ana shrugged and looked at Optimus from under her eyelashes. He was so big and magnificent. Like a Cybertronian version of a Greek god. All fine muscles and beautiful build. Granted his muscles weren't made of flesh but that was beside the point.
"It's alright." She muttered.
Aurorah decided to voice her opinion, bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet like a little kid in a toy shop. "Yay yay yay! Do you guys know how much we've been waiting to meet you?! You guys are so awesome!" What a way to ruin the moment.
"Yes, there is also that." Ratchet spoke up from beside Optimus and walked closer to the girls. "Though I am weary to believe it, Sideswipe is convinced that you are…from a different dimension as he puts it." He gave Optimus a considering look. "Are you sure we should believe them? Though it's hard to believe they could be spies, dimension traveling is just so…farfetched, even for us."
Optimus sighed and gave the girls a gentle smile. "Sideswipe believes the girls were telling the truth, so I will take his word for it until there is proof otherwise. We should welcome newcomers to this world as we were once in their position as well."
Ratchet sighed, placing his hands on his hips and tapping his fingers. He almost reminded the girls of a disgruntled mother. "If you say so Optimus."
Ironhide grunted. "Hah! I still say they'll be nothing but trouble!"
Sideswipe grinned. "Oh please, you old slagger! You're just saying that because I was the one who brought them here. Sorry to disappoint you but my wonderful influences don't work that fast."
Ironhide only grumbled under his breath. Aurorah grinned at that. Oh Ironhide was right to be afraid of them; the tricks she had up her sleeve. She could imagine it now: her and Sides pulling all kinds of pranks on Ironhide. Tar and feathers, pink paint, bird droppings. She had a creepy grin on her face.
"Hah, I told ya! Look at that face! That one's gonna be nothing but trouble!" Ironhide was pointing at Aurorah's creepy smile and she was quick to hide it and put on an innocent face.
"Hush now Ironhide. No need to point fingers yet." Optimus patted Ironhide's shoulder before turning back to the girls.
"For the time being we believe it would be best if you were to stay on base where we could protect you as well as give you a place to stay." He bent down on one knee to look them more in the eyes.
"So please, consider this as your home while you're here."
Ana and Aurorah smiled at each other before nodding their head in unison.
"Thanks Optimus!"
The first thing in store for the girls was a trip to Ratchet's medbay. Their brains gave little whimpers. The horror stories they read about that place. It was always so funny but now faced with the real thing…suffice to say it was no longer a funny matter. They stood in front of the huge sliding door, none of them making a move to do anything to announce their presence.
They jumped when it slid open without them touching it. Ratchet stood just on the other side, staring down at them with a smirk on his face. "No need to be so scared girls. I'll only get mad if you annoy me; promise." He glanced at Aurorah and then back to Ana. "Now this exam is slightly invasive, so I think it's best if I examine each of you separately. Who would like to go first?"
Ana thought about it. "Well…" She glanced at Aurorah; at the word 'invasive' she had frozen up and was staring at Ratchet with a look of disbelief. Obviously she wasn't going to go along with this quietly.
She rolled her eyes and volunteered herself. "I'll go first since I doubt Rory is going to be easy to deal with." At that Ratchet raised an eyebrow ridge at Aurorah as if in challenge. He was the boss when it came to the med-bay. If the little femme wanted to learn the hard way then that was fine by him. The girl caught his look and 'humphed'. She turned to Ana with a frown etched on her face.
"See you around Ana." With that she stalked off from the two to find a place to relax.
"You stay in the Medbay you hear?" Ratchet told the retreating girl. She didn't bother to awnser him.
Ana glanced up at Ratchet and wasn't surprised to see a perturbed look in his face. Doubtful Aurorah was going to get away from him. She smiled up at him.
"Sorry about that. She doesn't really handle needles or anything 'invasive' really well." Ratchet glanced down at her before cycling his vents. He'd deal with the stubborn one later.
"Come on then." He brought his hand down to Ana's level and she climbed on without needing any prompting. Ratchet carried her until he reached a huge, metal berth and gently set her down. He then walked away from her to gather the tools he needed.
Ana had to admit; she was nervous. She had never had a physical exam in her life and she suspected that this was going to be just like one of those. She gulped when he turned around bringing a small device attached to the ceiling down.
"Now in order for this device to work properly I'll need you to remove any clothing you have on. It's usually only used on Autobots…but I'm sure it will work the same when reading humans."
Ana's eyes widened. "W-what? I have to get naked? B-but, why?" Ratchet brought the device down to her eye level: it was a deceiving metal box of about two feet in height with an ominous metal rod sticking out of it.
"This here will send out a field of energy of its own to break down whatever molecular code is in its path. Anything other than the thing you want read, like clothes, will confuse the device and interpret the foreign objects as part of the whole. Plus it's a pain to sort through." He explained.
Ana nodded and hesitantly reached for her shirt. She could do this. If she could handle being at the dentist, she was sure she could handle this. She brought the material up over her head and blushed when her bra was revealed. It was a blue pushup with yellow polka dots dotting the whole thing. She then unzipped her boots and pulled them off; the metal sent shiver up her spine when the cold seeped through her socks. She unzipped her jeans and shimmied out of them revealing black lace and silk boy shorts. She glanced up at Ratchet and found him staring straight at her, a hand under his chin, making a humming noise in thought.
She blushed and slowly reached for her bra, heart beating fast at undressing in front of Ratchet, despite the fact that he was a medic. She unclasped the bra and slid the straps off of her shoulders, making sure to keep the cups over her breasts. She hesitated before dropping it on the pile that the rest of her clothes had created. She gulped and slid her underwear off as well in one quick motion. She stood naked and blushing in front of Ratchet, her hands covering her breasts and lower region while he stared her down.
"Hmmm, interesting."
"What's interesting?"
"Hmm? Oh, the varying sizes of breast among the femmes of your species: while some have large breasts that sag, other's like you have a moderate size that stay perky, or even some that stay small and never grow bigger. Many femmes of other species all have roughly the same size. I just thought it was an interesting fact. Now onto that scan."
Ana blushed beat red at having her breasts examined so closely and fidgeted nervously. "Now I need you to lie down on the berth while I scan you."
Ana looked down at the berth and stared at the cold metal. She moved her clothes below her before lying flat on it. No way was she going to lie on that cold bed, butt fuck naked. She jumped when she felt Ratchet attach something onto her left nipple.
"What the hell?!" She stared at the small plastic pad that was stuck to her breast in astonishment, until Ratchet stuck one on her left nipple.
"Ratchet!" She cried in embarrassment, covering her chest in an attempt to deter him.
He glanced at her as if he hadn't just touched her boobs. Granted he was a medic, but still, he should have warned her first. "Hmmm?"
"Why…why did you put those on my nipples?"
"I get good readings from them." He said simply.
There was silence before Ratchet attached another sticky to her temples. She sent him a glare before pouting and looking away. He continued to apply stickies onto her skin until she was covered with at least a dozen white pads. After he was through with the pads he attached wired clips to the small pieces of metal on each one. He stood over her after he was done.
"Now stay as still as you can while I turn the machine on. It'll send slight charges through your body so you should feel a little tingly while it's on."
Ana gulped before she nodded for him to continue. She could do this. She deal with being naked in front of a giant metal alien and then tested on by some strange machine. No problem. She shut her eyes and clenched her fist.
'Happy thoughts, just think happy thoughts. Better yet, find your happy place. Nothing ever gets you there.' She laughed to herself at her thoughts. She was sounding kinda like Aurorah.
Ratchet reached over and flipped a switch on the huge machine beside the berth Ana was on and immediately she felt the weird charges vibrating through her body. She would almost say it felt good. She moaned when the vibrations ghosted over her more sensitive areas. She felt something inside her flare out, seeking something, though she didn't know what.
The feeling suddenly stopped and she gasped at the loss. Holy cow! She opened her eyes to see Ratchet's curious expression. His optics were full of questions, question he knew she probably had no awnser to.
She gave him a sheepish grin. "So doc, am I gonna live?"
Ratchet frowned at her. "Of course you are. I wouldn't have used the machine if I thought it would harm you in anyway."
Ana waved her hands in front of her. She hadn't meant anything rude. "No, no, no Ratchet! I wasn't trying to undermine your skills. I know perfectly well you're the best medic in the entire galaxy, it's just a saying we humans tend to say to our doctor's after an exam. It's a silly joke I swear."
Ratchet smirked, making her stop her frantic waving to stare in confusion at him. He leaned over her and started to gently pluck the sticky pads from her skin.
"I am aware you were joking. I get the same thing from most of the soldiers on the base." He motioned her to put her clothes back on which she happily obliged. "It was not that that had bothered me, it was the fear in your voice. I may be a mean and rude old bot but I will never intentionally harm my patients."
"I know Ratchet." She said, pulling her boots on.
"Then what is it. No one else on this base will harm you either."
Ana brought her hands up to rub her face. She let out a tired sigh before turning to face the concerned medic.
"Well, it's the unknown that I fear. I fear for what will happen to me and Rory. We aren't supposed to exist here. Being in this room, being anyplace on this island scares me. It makes this whole thing so much more real even though it feels like a dream." She adverted her eyes to her feet as they swung back and forth over the edge of the berth. So much had happened to them, things that should only be possible in the fanfiction that she read. Strange energies, getting molested by a Transformer right of the bat. It was all so crazy.
"Do you- do you think that we'll be alright Ratchet? We won't, you know, explode or melt or something really horrible like that, do you?" She asked. She stood up when Ratchet lowered his hand to her and she hopped on, sitting down and letting her feet hang over the edge. He gave her a small pat on the back before heading out of the exam room.
"We can't say for sure. We know nothing about the energies that you girls release and its affects. For all we know it could be harmless, though don't go getting your hopes up." He warned when a tiny smile appeared on Ana's face. He didn't want to see these two feel any worse than they already did and feeding them false hope would only bring them down if things don't go right in the end.
"For now you two leave things to us and take it easy." He told her. Ana nodded in understanding.
When Ratchet entered the main med room, he stopped and scanned the room.
"What's up Ratchet?" Ana asked. She looked up at his face and saw his optics narrow and his lips press into a tight line. All signs of a coming explosion. She could hear and feel the rumbling of his revving engine. Someone was in trouble and she had a feeling she knew exactly who it was. Looking around her eyes landed on Deidara who sat queen like on one of the metal counters. How she got up there she didn't know but Deis was a cat and a genius cat at that.
The feline looked up from peering down at Missy who was whimpering for attention on the floor. She moved her tail in greeting before glaring back down at the tiny Chihuahua.
"Is it just me or is the room lacking a certain red-head?" Ana joked, earning a nasty glare from the medic. Ratchet growled and moved over to a medical berth. He laid his hand inches from the surface and tilted, letting Ana squeak in surprise as she tumbled from his palm to the berth.
"Ow, jeeze, I was just kidding." she said. Ratchet didn't pay her any mind as he started talking loudly to what she guessed was his comm-lines. She was pretty sure comm-lines were supposed to be soundless, but then Ratchet also seemed to need and outlet to vent his frustration to anyone listening.
'I hope you're ready Aurorah, cuz you're in for one nasty checkup.'
Aurorah soon found that maybe wondering the place all by herself was not the smartest ideas. Once again she was lost. The bots and soldiers had to be busy because there was no one around to tell her she wasn't supposed to be here.
'Why didn't I bring Deidara? She would have kept me from getting lost.' She turned a corner, continuing down the long and very large hallway. It almost seemed to eat her up it was so big. The silver walls that lacked any kind of decor slowly grinded on her nerves. No posters or pictures of any sorts and the color though nice was plain. There was nothing for her to use to find her way back. That and she hated plain walls.
Through her internal ranting she came upon a door. Granted there were many doors, but this one was different. A warm sensation spread through her body as she neared it and her legs started to move on their own accord. She looked up at the large metal door, obviously made for Cybertronian use, and noticed a sign similar to the 'DO NOT ENTER' sign. She thought of leaving but her body had other ideas.
The warmth became hotter and it tingled her skin as she reached out for a humans sized door to the right. It felt similar to how she felt when she met Sideswipe, though with Barricade chasing them she didn't have the time to ponder on it long and had soon forgotten it even with his close proximity.
Aurorah slowly grabbed the door knob and twisted, listening closely for the sound of any alarm. When none was heard she peeked her head inside and looked around. It was dark save for the low glow of machines and a soft overhead light that occupied the room. She slipped fully in and closed the door quietly behind her.
'Well that was stupidly easy.' Vegeta voiced. Aurorah growled softly, not in the mood to entertain her voices. Sane people didn't do that. So she ignored him and started to walk around the large room. It almost reminded her of a hospital room. Beeping machines and tables lined the walls and pieces of metal and equipment littered them. She climbed over thick wires that connected the machines to something laying in a curtained off bed in the middle of the room. She made her way over there and ducked under the hanging cloth.
The temperature of her body skyrocketed and she tried to fan herself with her hand in an attempt to cool off.
'What the hell. Are they trying to cook something in here?' Aurorah whined to herself. She gazed up at the table. At the front of the bed, or berth as it seemed to look like, there was a metal latter for human use. She trotted over and grabbed at the bar.
'In the last 48 hours I have done more exercise then I have ever done in my entire life." She huffed as she climbed the stairs. As she went, she made sure not to look down. She didn't need to know how high she was climbing. With her luck she'd fall.
When she reached the top, she quickly scrambled over the edge to a safer distance. She flopped onto her front and pressed her cheek to the cool metal beneath her, letting out a sigh. It felt so nice on her heated skin.
After a few moments of silence Aurorah pushed herself up to her hands and knees and took in her knew sights. She almost stopped breathing at what greeted her.
"Jazz!" She whispered. How? He had died in the first movie and had never appeared in the other two. Though she had a figurine that said Ratchet had fixed him, it didn't mean he was still alive movie wise. But here he was, alive. She could hear a soft rumble of a sleeping engine and it only made her confirmation stronger.
Aurorah got to her feet and walked over to Jazz's shoulder, grabbing a piece of his armor to hoist herself up onto his chest to get a better view. He was smaller than Sideswipe but no less impressive and his sliver armor shone under the meager light. She scooted up closer to his face. His visor was dark and she reached out to touch his cheek. His warm metal skin felt nice against her hand and she slid it over his chin and up to his slightly parted lips. They were soft for being metal and she felt the sudden urge to kiss him.
'He's asleep.' Aurorah reasoned to herself. 'He'll never know.'
She leaned down, hesitating for a second before she pressed her lips to his. How much she had dreamed of doing this. Well she had dreamed of a lot of things she wanted to do to her favorite but this was good. Feeling bolder she slipped her tongue out to sneak a taste. He didn't taste like what she thought a metal being would. It wasn't oily or greasy but more like a tangy taste, like a penny did when you put it in your mouth.
The contact between their bodies made her skin tingle even more and the heat was close to unbearable. Her heavy fur lined jacket didn't help either.
Aurorah leaned back from the kiss only to squeak in surprise by the blue glow of Jazz's visor. He was awake! What! For how long?
"Ah must admit, that's one way ta wake up." His voice was colored in amusement and she sputtered stupidly.
"I-I didn't-"
"Didn't mean ta? Somehow ah doubt that. Not that ah mind, so don't go worrin' yerself lil'lady." Jazz smiled.
Aurorah ducked her head in embarrassment, a dark blush spread across her face. She shouldn't be so surprised. This was Jazz after all. He probably knew she was here the moment she opened that door and he was a master of pretending so it was no wonder she fell so easily to his sleeping act.
"Sorry…" she mumbled. Jazz chuckled and her embarrassment grew.
"Takin' advantage of the sleepin' Autobot. Sneaky lil'femme aren't ya?" He scoped Aurorah into his hand and sat up. She fell to her back at the sudden movement but quickly righted herself.
"Well, you know, it was a little too tempting. You see a nice looking mech all unaware and stuff and your self-control seems to just fly out the window." She said, gaining some of her spunk back. Jazz laughed and Aurorah gave a little smile.
"Ya have excellent taste lil'lady."
"And so do you."
"Ah'm sure." His visor flickered and she tilted her head. He must be communicating with the other bot's. She grimaced when she thought of Ratchet's likely reaction. It was good thing she was human. No wrench to the head for her.
"Well well, seems yer on ol' Ratchet's wanted list. He's barkin' up a storm over the comm lines. Somethin' bout' a human version of Siders. Can't listen worth slag." He grinned devilishly at her and she felt like she'd turn into a puddle of goo. Could he not look at her like that.
"Well he did say not to leave the medbay. Maybe next time he should leave someone to watch me." She spread her arms out dramatically when Jazz's grin didn't fade but only grew bigger. "I couldn't help it. He was taking forever and I was bored. Plus I didn't feel like sitting there listening to Nappa annoy Vegeta in a never ending tirade. It's pure torture."
"Who's Nappa and Vegeta? I don't remember anything about them being transported here." Jazz asked.
Aurorah frowned. "You don't want to know." She blinked when his word registered her head. "Wait, what do you mean they weren't supposed to be here?"
Jazz's visor turned white. "Oh dear, seems ma secret slipped."
His secret? Did he know something about how they got here? He didn't sound all that surprised about slipping up, like he meant to do it. She narrowed her eyes and his grin slid back in place, visor fading to a bright blue.
"You know something don't you? You know why we're here!" She accused, mouth moving before her brain. She looked ready to hiss and spit like one of those organic felines. Even the short hair on the back of her little head seemed to stand up. His smile faded a little and he rubbed her back with a clawed finger.
"Hey now. Don't go gettin' yaself worked up. Ah do know a little, but ah can't tell ya right now. " Jazz admitted. His finger moved slowly on her back, switching from up and down to circles to up and down again. She felt herself melting under the soothing pressure and anything more she was going to say disappeared.
"But-"
"Plus, we should get ya ta Ratchet before he blows walls down ta find ya." He interrupted, easily changing the subject. She should have been mad, but the massage took away any fight she had. It felt like a warm vibration all along her back. How did he do that? Her eyes slipped close and she gave out a content sigh, dropping her head and letting her body just feel.
Jazz hopped off of the berth, and exited the room, walking down the hallway and swiftly finding his way around. It wasn't long before she could hear the unmistakable yelling of an angry medic but she couldn't be bothered to care. Not with Jazz touching her anyways.
The room grew silent as Ratchet noticed he had more occupants. He turned around and his eyes narrowed when he noticed who it was.
"Jazz! You're supposed to be resting. Why are you not in your room?" He growled, wrench held threatenly. Jazz lifted his other hand in a placating gesture.
"Ratch-man, cool yaself. Ah was only bringin' back a lil'femme who seemed to have gotten lost." He held his hand out to show Aurorah slumped like a rag doll in his palm, his finger still stroking her back.
"That little glitch head! I told her to stay in this Medbay!" he said angrily.
"In her defense, she said she was bored." Ratchet bristled at Jazz's nonchalantly voiced words. Slagger was wishing for a dent to the helm.
"Quite!" He barked and held his hand out expectantly. "Hand her to me. I have to give her an exam which should have been done thirty minutes ago."
Jazz shrugged and skipped over to the grumpy medic. He was careful as he gently placed her in Ratchet's waiting hand. He gave her one last pat before walking over to the med berth and hopping up onto the metal surface to sit next to Ana.
"Right," Ratchet huffed, looking down at the blinking red-head. "This should be fun."
Aurorah came out of her daze when she finally noticed the missing presence of the warm finger rubbing her back. She was in a room, sitting on a metal berth, surrounded with medical equipment and the Doc-bot standing in front of her. Things started to form in her mind real fast and none of them were pleasant.
'Oh hell no.'
She stood up and made a mad dash to the edge of the berth where she thought a ladder might be before a metal hand came down and blocked her path.
"Oh no you don't!" Ratchet growled. Aurorah glared at the hand that blocked her path to freedom before directing her stare to the medic. He didn't seem impressed in the least. In fact he snorted in amusement. She got back to her feet and tried to move quickly around his hand. He easily snatched her up and gently dangled her in front of him.
"Look here you little Glitchmouse. I'm going to put this in simple terms that you will understand. You can get this done the easy way or the hard way. Either way is fine by me. As a human you're much easier to restrain and deal with."
"You can't do that! PUT ME DOWN!" she screamed. Squirming vigorously she attempted to loosen Ratchet's grip. He was not going to exam her in anyway. She wouldn't have it. It was space bubble violation to the extreme.
"Oh would you just knock it off. You act like I'm going toss you to the pit."
"Hell no! You ain't doing shit to me!" She snarled. She felt trapped in his giant hand. There was no way out and she pushed at his fingers with all her strength.
"One more chance femme. You may not be Cybertronian, so I can't weld your aft to the berth but I sure as the pit will tie you down."
She stopped her struggling and eyed him suspiciously. "And what does behaving entitle? Letting you shoot me up with alien drugs or something." She asked. Ratchet sighed and rubbed his face plates. She was worse than the twins.
"No, behaving entitles that you sit on this berth quietly and take off your clothes so that I may scan you with this machine to test your energy readings." He explained lowering the same box he had showed Ana into Aurorah's line of view. Her reacting was less than stellar. Her previous struggles were back in affect. She squirmed and shouted. Ratchet was lucky the room was sound proof or he was sure the whole base would think he was killing her.
"BUT ME DOWN YOU PERVERTED DOCTOR. NO FUCKING WAY AM I TAKING MY CLOTHES OFF!" She screamed.
"Fine then, the hard way it is." Ratchet growled. His tone was no nonsense and she doubled her efforts as he rifled through a drawer. He pulled out two small straps and turned back to the berth. He positioned the machine in a certain angle and before she knew she felt like she was falling. She didn't even get to scream as she was caught and held in a tight grasp. She was so surprised that she barely put up a fight when she felt her clothes being taken off and pushed to lie on the cold table. The feel of the cold snapped her out of whatever daze she was in and she kicked out when she felt her arms being strapped to the berth next to her sides.
"NONONONONO! GET THESE THINGS OFF OF ME."
"Will you be quite. I'll give you a sedative if you don't and that involves needles." Ratchet warned her, his voice firm. He wasn't happy she could tell but she could care less at the moment as she took in the medic's new appearance. No longer was he a giant robot but was now vastly smaller. About eight feet if she was to guess right. Maybe a little taller. She scrunched her legs together and folded them to her body in an attempt to hide her privates.
"Oh now your quite." The medic griped. His audios still rang a little from her screeching. He dropped to one knee and un-subspaced some white sticky pads. His smaller but still very large frame leaned over her. He placed a hand on her knees to push them flat but Aurorah firmly kept them to her body. She shook her head at him in defiance. He could tell by the look on her face that her resolve to resist had all but crumpled now that he had her tied down. He really didn't like making the little human femme upset but she had insisted on being defiant so the only option was a little force. It wasn't the first time Ratchet had to force a patient. One more push to her knees with a little more strength and they straightened flat to the berth.
"See, that wasn't so bad was it? Now I'm going to apply these pads to various places on your body. Some will be in uncomfortable spots but you won't need to have them on long, promise." He tried to sooth her fears. He wasn't used to coddling his patients but she looked up at him with such a look of fear. She reminded of a trapped turbofox. She shivered when he placed two of the stickies to her breast, but other than that and her constant gaze on him she kept still.
"Alright, I'm going to take these straps off. Will you please stay put?" he asked her. Aurorah didn't say anything. She didn't move or acknowledge his words at all. He sighed as he released her wrists from the bindings. He waited for her to bolt but when she didn't he nodded to her in approval. He stayed in his human sized form as a sort of comfort for her. She seemed to be more relaxed this way even if she was scared. He reached up to his machine and prepared to flip a switch on the side.
"Okay, this will go relatively quickly. You're going to feel a tingly sensation through your body. This machine emits an energy vibration that will draw your energy out and break it down so that I may more easily examine it. The reason I had your clothes removed was because I would get a much clearer reading if nothing was in the way. Now I'm going to start alright." She gave a small nod and Ratchet flipped the switch.
The result of the energy machine on Aurorah was nothing like it was with Ana. Her eyes widen and a startled gasp left her lips. Ratchet wasn't expecting an overwhelming pressure on his EM field and his knees almost buckled by the strength of it. He also was expecting the sudden arousal that assaulted him and desire to dominate and possess the femme in front of him. What the hell was happening to him? A low growl left his chassis that surprised a part of his conscious that was being pushed back by his growing need. He could smell her much too acutely and her arousal was delectable. He wanted it and when she whimpered his control snapped and he pounced on her.
Aurorah writhed as a burning rushed through her body. It was uncomfortable and she squeezed her legs together as she started to feel a wetness swell in her privates. A small whimper escaped her mouth. She wanted to touch herself so badly, to relieve the arousal. She was surprised when a large figure appeared over her. Two hands slammed beside either side of her head making her flinch and two strong legs straddled her hips. She could feel the rumble of Ratchet's engine and the heat of his metal against her skin. His closeness made the arousal even worse. Her clouded mind wanted him to do something to her and to do it now.
Ratchet wasted no time as he lowered his head to her neck and started to nip and lick at her skin. He proceeded lower till his mouth found her breast. He remembered he had found himself fascinated by the human females breasts. It was perverted and wrong but the femmes of his species didn't have such soft mounds and he was delighted to rub and lick at them. Aurorah was larger than her friend and he quite liked it. Much more to enjoy. He lifted one of his hands from beside her head and ghosted it over her stomach, eliciting a moan from her. She arched into Ratchet's touch, begging for more with her body. He growled against her breast before leaving it to kiss her. His lips moved against hers and his glossa swiped her lower lip, asking for entrance. She obliged and allowed his glossa to evade her mouth. His questing hand slid over her hips and down her thigh. He rubbed it lightly before running it up the inner part of her thigh.
She squealed when his fingers found the slick lips of her sex and he was quick to press a thick fingertip into her. She shuttered and bucked against him, wanting him to go deeper. He didn't finger her deeper but he started a slow in and out pace. She moaned and panted her energy swirling rapidly with his. Another finger slipped inside to stretch her wider. She needed to be prepared to accept his spike. He let his mouth wonder back to her breast and nuzzled them.
She screamed as the second finger joined the first. Ratchet's frame may have been smaller than before but his hands were still large. One of them could almost encircle her entire waist, so the fingers pumping inside of her were large and thick. He didn't go deeper than half way though no matter how much she whined and squirmed. It made her wonder if he knew she was a virgin and didn't wish to hurt her.
"More, I want more Ratchet." she whimpered. He growled and huffed on her breast, continuing the thrusting pace in her tight heat. He wanted to see her overload first.
Aurorah's eyes fluttered close and she gripped his forearm as his thrust became faster. Still he did not push further in. She didn't mind so much anymore as a building pressure started to fill her. She wiggled and she felt his fingers curl against her walls to press into a particular sensitive parts. He pressed his thumb to her clit and rubbed roughly. She rocked her hips and screamed as the motion caused his fingers to put hard pressure on the two spots. Her body shuttered violently as her orgasm hit her, her walls clenching around Ratchet's moving fingers. He purred when he felt her energy rippled with her overload and he felt her fluids spill out of her and onto his hand. He gave her core a few more thrust before removing them.
He gazed at her panting and sweating form. Her legs were spread wide for his viewing pleasure and he watched as her fluids pooled around her aft on the berth. He bent down, preparing to lap the wetness from her sex, when a beeping rang in his processer from the machine above them and suddenly Aurorah's energy left his EM field like a punch to the face plates. It made him jerk his head back and fall backwards onto his aft.
Ratchet looked at the human lying before him and he suddenly felt horrified. He shook his head in disbelief when his processor finally wrapped around his actions.
'No…I-I didn't just…I didn't…no I did!' he buried his face in his palm as his vents cycled air to cool his heated systems. 'How could I…she's my patient…I barely know her.' He looked up to check Aurorah's reaction. She was sitting up, covering herself the best she could and looking everywhere but at him. His fists clenched and he snarled. He stood up and jumped off the berth, reforming to his normal size. He quickly washed his hands and then opened a drawer to grab a cloth. He tossed it to the berth for Aurorah to use. She looked at it dubiously.
"We're done here so clean up and get dressed." He turned around when she shifted over to the rag and proceeded to clean herself. She didn't take long and she cleared her throat to gain the Medic's attention. He took a deep gulp of air through his mouth before expelling it from his vents. Turning around he saw that Aurorah was still not looking at him. That was fine by him. She had every right to be mad. He moved over to her, hesitating before he offered her his hand for her to climb up on. She eyed it warily and slowly moved to stand. She stepped into his hand and clenched her fists into her jacket as if it would protect her.
He took his gaze away from her and headed to the door. He stopped for a moment before he opened it to enter the main medbay room.
'What have I done?'
The exam had left Ratchet frazzled and angry and Aurorah blushing and holding her clothes tightly to her body. When they entered the main room of the medbay, Ratchet had quickly stuffed the human into Jazz's hands. When asked what was wrong, the medic simply snarled and leveled a dark glare at the silver saboteur before heading over to a shelf at the end of the room. All questions he had ceased and he gave Ana a confused look. She didn't know what to say either and shrugged.
Jazz looked down at human femme. She was bright red in the face and her breathing came in little pants. His EM field tingled with delight as her energy brushed against his. Taking a judge from the waves of pleasure coming off her he had to guess more than just a simple exam had happened in that room. He could smell Ratchet's scent and energy signature on her skin and he growled lowly in his throat so no one could hear. He smoothed his thumb against her back and rubbed. Aurorah shivered at the feel and arched her back into the touch. He continued to sooth her till she was once again a rag doll on his hand. Jazz smile at her content expression and looked up to see Ratchet coming back to them with a couple of data pads. He wanted to snap at the medic and he quickly shut the desire down.
"Both of your scans came out fairly clean with the exception of the strange energy reading and in Aurorah's case high blood pressure and mental instability. Great, just what we need, a fragging head case." He grumbled the last part to himself but Jazz heard it clearly and chuckled. The medic scowled and flipped through to another data pad when he stopped in front of the group.
"Aurorah, your high blood pressure is an easy fix. There is no need for me to give you medication for it. A simple healthy diet and regular exercising will be a good start. For your mental problems, I'll give you a dose of psych meds. Not a lot though, the side effects are worse than the actual problems. Just something to keep you feeling stable." Ratchet sighed and inhaled deeply through his vents before continuing. "I'm going to hate to say this, but for the duration of both of your stays I'm going to need you two to visit twice a week to evaluate your energy readings. As for you Aurorah I would like you to come three times a week for the next month or two depending on how long you're staying so that I may check your health progress. Do you two understand?" He looked at the two girls, one of who was half way asleep. He growled darkly and Ana looked up at her friend nestled snuggly in Jazz's hand, oblivious to anything Ratchet was saying. She tapped on his arm to gain his attention.
"Hey Jazz, maybe you should stop petting Rory. You're deteriorating her awareness skills which is turn making for a very unhappy medic." She suggested, pointing to Ratchet to emphasize her words. The medic was quickly losing his cool.
Jazz's visor blinked as he contemplated Ana's words. He smiled brightly and held Aurorah closer to his chest.
"But she's so warm an' soft. Don't make meh put her down Ratch. Ah promise ta explain everything ta her later." He swung side to side gently as if rocking a baby. He jutted his lower lip out to add to the effect. He's wasn't going to give up to easily. It seemed human petting was going to be a new thing for him.
Ratchet let out a gust of air from his vents. Screw it. Today had been weird. It was no use arguing with Jazz at the moment, not while he was so tried. All he wanted was a nice cube of high-grade and some recharge, preferably without memory fluxes of the events that transpired today.
"Fine! Then I'll leave Ana and the Glitchmouse in your care for now till we assign them permanent guardians. I want them with a bot at all times for the next couple of days, so please, for primus sake don't let them out of your sight, especially that one." Ratchet grumbled, waving them permission to leave. Jazz nodded and gave him a thumbs up.
"Ya got it Ratch-man! Ah'll take'em with meh back to my prison cell." He scooped up Ana into his other hand and headed out of the medbay before Ratchet could respond. Missy ran after his heels, yipping all the way. Ana didn't bother to ask Jazz to pick her up. The little dog needed her exercise anyways.
Deidara watched them leave from atop the metal desk she had been using to avoid the hyper Chihuahua . She tilted her head up to Ratchet, a look of knowing in her yellow-green eyes. The medic didn't know what it was about the tiny organic cat the gazed at him, but the intelligence behind her eyes was unnerving.
"Oh don't look at me like that you little fuzz ball. I know what I did. I don't need you scrutinizing me." He muttered. He laid his hand out before the feline and she hopped up, swishing her tail and padding in circles before plopping onto her side and curling up. She meowed once and hid her nose beneath her tail.
"I think our lives have just gotten a bit more difficult."
Dear Shit That Needs To be Written,
Meeting the Autobots nearly made me have a heart attack. They were just so awesome and Optimus…I think he made me and Ana orgasm in our pants. Awkward.
I was also so excited to see Jazz alive. He was so nice and I liked being petted by him. And for some strange reason I feel really warm and tingly around him. Weird right?
But the craziest thing to happen was the exam. I'm so pissed at Ratchet but good lord is he skilled. I have never felt that sexually good ever. I don't know what came over me but as he was looking over my body I just snapped. Something in me reached out to him and he reacted instantly. To say things got steamy is an understatement. I don't think I'll ever see him the same way again. Great and I have meetings with him three times a week.
I should stop writing, Jazz and Ana are looking at me funny.
Later amigos
Aurorah
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