Well, I hope everyone enjoyed the last chapter~ hehe full of yummy mech smut~ Gotta love Jazz, right? Anyway, back to the main story line!
Bolt being cute, twins being... well, the twins, Sunstreaker being an aft, and lots of odd things in general.
On a personal note, I have not been feeling well :/ everything I eat upsets my stomach and I had a particularly bad experience with some watermelon this morning. My laptop is about ready to kick the bucket I've had this almost three years, it was and is my first laptop ever! So I'm sad. Hopefully, it lasts a few more weeks cuz then I get a new one :D oh and...
PASTA! If you watch Axis Powers Hetalia, you will get it haha.
Okay, enough of that, on with the story!
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"Mom, are you ever going to settle down?" Bolt curled up with his mother in the rec room.
"Why do you ask?" She hummed softly.
"Just wondering," He shrugged. "I... I guess I'm just ready to move on. I want you to be happy, mom, that's all. I don't want you to end up like you were back on Cybertron. I... know about what you used to do before all this happened."
"How long have you known?" Her wings shifted downwards then.
"Since the other femmes arrived," Bolt admitted softly. "I had my suspicions before then though. Back on Cybertron I used to hear Chromia and the others talking whenever they thought I was recharging."
"Do you hate me for it?" Aquafire nuzzled him carefully then.
"No, I could never hate you," He smiled and her spark melted at the sight. "Smokescreen told me that bots have different ways of dealing with loss and other issues so I understand why you did it."
"I love you, Bolt," She smiled and kissed his chevron, earning an embarrassed whine. "I'll try moving on, but don't you dare start trying to play match maker."
"Wouldn't dream of it." His smile said otherwise though and not for the first time, Aquafire found herself wanting to strangle the twins for influencing her son.
"Aquafire!" The two looked up to see Sideswipe coming towards them. "Bolt, Jazz says get to the training room now otherwise you'll be running laps again." His expression and tone were both completely serious as he spoke. Bolt groaned, hugged his mother, and then dashed off to the training room. No way was he running laps around the Ark again!
"What do you want, Sideswipe?" She looked at the red twin as he slid into the spot Bolt had previously occupied.
"Nothing much," He shrugged.
"Is that so?" She raised an optic ridge at him. He merely grinned and ducked his helm when she grumbled. "Hands off," She slapped his servo away when he tried to touch her wing. "Since you seem to be unable to keep your servos to yourself, why don't you put them to good use?"
"How?" He smirked at her.
"I've got a few tense cables in my back," She wiggled her wings and winced. "Ratchet has kept me grounded for too long and my cables are becoming really tense. Think you can help?"
"With pleasure," He rumbled. Aquafire chuckled and led him to her quarters. She flopped down onto her berth with a groan and rested her chin on her arms, casting Sideswipe a challenging look.
"Well? Get to it, groundpounder," She smirked at him. The red frontliner eagerly clambered onto the berth and straddled her hips, resting himself just below her aft.
"You sure you trust me enough?" He asked, servos poised just above her neck.
"You've earned it," She hummed. Sideswipe grinned and set to work, carefully working out all the kinks and knocks in her back and neck. He watched, delighted, as she relaxed under his careful ministrations and was even rewarded with a lazy purr from the femme. He got to her lower back and paused.
"You alright?" He asked, vaguely wondering if she'd fallen into recharge.
"Feels good," She hummed. "Why'd you stop? Fragger, keep going!"
"Yes, Mistress Aquafire," He snickered, continuing his massage.
"Don't take that tone with me," She growled lightly. "Do it again and you might wake up one day to find yourself a completely different color. Or even reformatted into a femme."
"I think I'd make a Pit of a good femme," He chuckled. "You'd make one ugly mech though."
"Hey!" Her wings flared and he laughed.
"I'm kidding!" He reached up and rubbed her wings gently, relaxing them before he returned to her lower back.
"Mm, you should do this for a living, Sideswipe," Aquafire hummed. "You're really good."
"Why thank you," He grinned. "I have a multitude of talents you don't know about."
"Tell me some?" Her wings flicked lightly before relaxing.
"Sorry, but if I told you, I'd have to kill you," He snickered. Aquafire huffed and fell silent, just enjoying what the frontliner was doing. "If any mechs try to claim you, tell me or my bro, we'll deal with them."
"Why would I tell either of you?" She inquired. "I could easily report it to one of the officers."
"No, just tell me or Sunny," He told her firmly. "No one else." Aquafire shifted uneasily, wondering just what the red twin was trying to get at. "If you need to, just tell Jazz or Ironhide, even one of the femmes if you can't reach us."
"Fine," She relented. Sideswipe grinned and puffed himself out happily. He finished up on the massage and shifted off the femme, reclining beside her as she pushed herself back onto her legs and stretched. "And just what do you think you're doing?"
"Relaxing," He hummed.
"Not in my berth, you're not," She scowled at him.
"Not moving," He smirked. Aquafire growled and attempted to push him off the berth.
Sideswipe didn't move an inch.
"Told you," He laughed. "Just lay down you stubborn femme," He reached up, grabbed her arm, and yanked her down. Aquafire let out a startled yelp as she crashed into Sideswipe, who only laughed as he held her down. "There, not so bad now is it?" He smirked at her.
"Pit-spawned, evil glitch," She snorted. She shifted and wiggled, trying to get comfortable before she settled down. Sideswipe let a servo trace along her back gently, occasionally dancing along her wings to make them flutter. Aquafire offlined her optics as she rested against the frontliner, her helm resting against his shoulder as he held her loosely.
Sideswipe smiled as he admired the femme resting against his side, delighting in the fact that she trusted him enough to even do so. He knew she had some issues and that was fine because so did he and Sunstreaker. Her wounds ran deep, spark deep in fact, and he knew it would take a long time for them to heal but they were willing to wait and help as much as they could.
Getting close to Aquafire was not without its risks however.
Sideswipe was pulled from his thoughts when Aquafire shifted and sighed, curling even closer. She'd fallen into recharge at some point without him realizing it.
"No one will ever hurt you," He whispered, wrapping both arms around her. "Never again."
-X-X-X-
"Have you been recharging, femme?" Aquafire jumped slightly, nearly spilling her energon in the process.
"Sunstreaker," She sighed. "Please don't sneak up on me," The yellow frontliner snorted as he sat down across from her.
"I didn't think such a thing was possible," He grunted. Aquafire glared at him, in no mood for his sarcasm. "Just answer the question."
"Yes, I have," She grumbled. "Barely though, bad dream fluxes."
"Have you seen Ratchet about it?" Sunstreaker crossed his arms over his chest.
"Yes, but he has nothing that can help," She sighed again.
"Perhaps I can help?" Aquafire gave him a questioning look. It had been only three days since her unintended nap with Sideswipe and yet she couldn't bring herself to forget it, as much as she really wanted to. She'd been able to recharge just fine with him, which startled her, but she would never admit it to him or Sunstreaker.
"You can try but I doubt anything will help at this point," She rumbled, finishing off the cube she'd been nursing for the past joor. Sunstreaker got up and followed her back to her quarters, thanking Primus that Bolt was gone for a week long training camp with the other members of the Spec Ops team.
"How about a massage?" He suggested with an amused smirk. Aquafire shrugged and laid on her front, waiting for him to get on with it. Sunstreaker straddled her just as Sideswipe had and started at her neck, slowly working his way down. As violent as he was, it surprised Aquafire how gentle he could be with his servos. "Feel good?" He whispered into her audio.
"Yes," She hummed, relaxing under his touch. Sunstreaker grinned at this and continued. If she trusted Sideswipe to touch her like this, then there was no reason why she shouldn't trust him as well. Growing bolder, the yellow frontliner leaned down and skimmed his lip components along one of her wings, making it twitch. He started feathering light kisses across her neck and down her back as he worked out the kinks in her cables.
"Relax," He murmured when she started squirming. "I'm not hurting you. Never hurt you. Not ever again." Aquafire relaxed once more when he said this. "That's a good femme." He finished the massage and smiled against her neck. He shifted off of her and gathered her close, growling when she attempted to escape. "Try and recharge."
"Go away, Sunstreaker," She grumbled tiredly. "Don't want you here."
"I'm not leaving," He told her firmly. "Now rest," She struggled for another few breems before she settled down. Another few breems passed before he realized the Seeker had fallen into recharge.
:-Sunny, where's Aquafire?-: Sunstreaker scowled when his brother spoke to him over the bond, using that slagging nickname he so hated.
:-In her quarters, attempting to recharge. I'm with her.-:
:-How is she?-: He felt the wave of concern over the twin bond and sighed.
:-She's in recharge right now but when I found her, she was half-conscious. I don't think she's telling us the whole truth.-:
:-I know and it worries me.-:
:-We won't be able to do anything until she comes clean, Sides. It's not like we can force her to tell us or anything.-:
:-Tell me if anything changes.-: Sunstreaker sighed and looked down at the femme curled up at his side. Primus, what he wouldn't do to just have her already! With a low growl, he curled himself around the Seeker and fell into recharge as well.
-X-X-X-
The weeks passed and the twins slowly got closer and closer to the skittish femme. They were to the point that they could recharge with her comfortably without her protesting against it, though when Bolt was there they were forced to leave. Aquafire barely seemed to mind when they brushed feather light kisses over her shoulders and neck, which pleased them.
"Sideswipe, stop," Aquafire grumbled tiredly, batting his servo away. The red frontliner scowled and quickly wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her completely into his lap. The femme squeaked and flailed for a moment before she realized what was happening and swatted the Lamborghini. After a few muttered curses and threats, the Seeker settled down and relaxed against him. "Why are you touching me?" She muttered, vents heaving out a sigh.
"Because I feel like it," He shrugged. He brushed his derma over the back of her neck and placed a gentle kiss between her shoulders. Sunstreaker was on patrol, which meant Sideswipe got to have one on one time with Aquafire. "You're actually good company when you aren't angry and trying to slag us."
"Shut up," She grumbled softly.
"You're beautiful," He whispered, resting his chin on her shoulder. He lifted his helm and kissed a path along her wing, nuzzling the appendage softly before he returned to his original spot on her shoulder.
"You're just saying that to get on my good side," She grinned a bit.
"Thought I already was?" Sideswipe chuckled and tightened his hold on her slightly. Aquafire only hummed and leaned into him, stifling a chuckle when his engine revved in delight. The twins were trying their hardest to win her affections, she knew this – though one of the other femmes had to point it out for her – but she wouldn't make it easy for them.
"Sometimes you are and sometimes you aren't," She smirked. "And flattery will get you nowhere."
"It's gotten me into your berth." He waggled his optic ridges and cackled when she swatted his arm.
"Do shut up," She rolled her optics a bit. Sideswipe chortled softly and just nuzzled her, enjoying their time together. Aquafire relaxed, knowing the frontliner wasn't about to relinquish his hold on her just yet, and vented out a sigh.
The femme knew by now that trying to understand the twins was useless and confusing. They only let her know what they wanted her to know, nothing more, nothing less. Any attempt to find out more was always met with a rigid defense and guarded answers.
Aquafire would never understand what the twins saw in her.
She was an ex-Decepticon, she'd attacked and injured them numerous times in the past, she'd also shot Sideswipe at point blank range not too long ago.
"So, did you really plan on shooting me?" Sideswipe decided now was the best time to bring the subject up.
"To be honest, no," She sighed. "An after thought really. I needed to make it seem like I was betraying the Autobots and by some chance, you were there with me when I was supposed to leave. In order to make you and the others believe I had chosen to return to the Decepticons, I shot you. I wasn't aiming to kill you, Sides, believe me."
"I know," He chuckled softly. "We all knew you weren't aiming to offline me with that shot. I was shocked when you did it though, I thought you'd knocked a few chips loose or something. I don't hold anything against you, never did."
"Thank you," She whispered softly. Sideswipe nuzzled her softly and smiled against her shoulder.
"Move over." The two were startled by Sunstreaker's sudden arrival but Sideswipe shifted to the side to let his brother sit down. The vain mech grabbed one of Aquafire's servos and brought it to his lips, kissing the open palm in greeting as he always did. The femme trailed the tips of her digits over his cheek plating and let her servo drop once he released her. It was their own special greeting that no one around them understood aside from Sideswipe.
"How was patrol?" She asked, still upset that Ratchet refused to allow her back on active duty.
"Boring," He grunted. He absently settled his large servo on her thigh and squeezed lightly before letting go and grabbing his energon cube. Aquafire wasn't bothered by the sudden touch, it was quite comforting in fact. It was Sunstreaker's way of assuring himself that she was still there and she was safe. The Seeker was slowly learning that the golden warrior was quite a tactile mech, expressing his emotions through touch rather than words.
"Decepticons are laying low," Sideswipe hummed.
"Good," Aquafire snorted. The twins shared a look then which Aquafire now knew meant they were conversing over their twin bond.
"We'll bash Starscream twice as good next time we see him," Sunstreaker growled softly. "Fragger has it coming." Aquafire said nothing in return, only nodded and settled back against Sideswipe's frame. After a while, the trio moved to the femme's quarters where they could settle into a berth and become comfortable. The Seeker was between the frontliners, their arms resting about her waist loosely while their helms rested just below her own.
They remained silent for some time, each drifting into a light recharge though Aquafire was the first to wake from it. With a practiced ease, she slid from their arms and ducked into her private washracks. The door cycled shut and she turned on the spray of solvent, jolting at how cold it was before it slowly began to warm to just the right temperature. The Seeker offlined her optics and slowly began to wash her frame, sighing blissfully as she did so. She barely heard the door cycle open over the rush of the solvent laced water before she felt something cover her optics.
Aquafire frantically tried to remove whatever was covering her optics but soon found her wrists firmly pinned to the wall. She keened and trembled, not liking that she couldn't see and couldn't move. She tried to pick up on her attacker's EM field but it was well hidden.
"Let me go!" She struggled as much as she could but the bot pressed against her tightly, restricting her movements. She felt them brush their lips over the leading edge of one of her wings and shuddered at the feeling. Aquafire settled down as the bot continued, servos uncurling and allowing the other to press their palms against her own, interlocking their digits. Aquafire began to purr before she could stop herself as her apparent captor began licking and nipping at her throat cables.
All at once, the bot stopped, making the Seeker whine in displeasure and squirm. The blindfold was slowly removed and she winced as her optics adjusted to the sudden burst of light.
"Need some help?" Sunstreaker's deep timbre voice cut through her muddled thoughts.
"Sunstreaker you aft!" She gaped at him, shocked. "What the frag were you thinking?"
"My brother isn't the only one who enjoys messing with people," He gave her a cocky smirk. Aquafire got her wrists free and shoved the golden mech, optics narrowed angrily.
"That wasn't funny!" She snarled at him, visibly shaking. "Get out!"
"Settle down," Sunstreaker rolled his optics and stepped towards her. He managed to pin her again and smirked at the differences in their height. "Let me help you, I know you can't reach certain places on your back." Aquafire glared at him and huffed, wings twitching slightly.
"Fine," She grumbled. Sunstreaker released her and stepped back, watching with a blank face as she turned around, presenting her back and wings to him. The frontliner grabbed a soft brush and set to work, carefully cleaning the delicate areas of her back and wings.
"Stop squirming, femme," He grunted as he worked on one of her wings. Aquafire stilled her movements and flicked her wings, grinning to herself as she moved them each time Sunstreaker attempted to touch them. The mech quickly caught onto her little game and grasped her right wing firmly in his servo before plunging the digits of his free hand beneath her armor. Aquafire actually squeaked and pitched forward in surprise before going completely still. Sunstreaker smirked triumphantly as he set back to work, pleased that he'd gotten her to listen.
When he finally finished, he turned the femme around and planted a tentative kiss upon her helm, unsure of how she would respond now that her optics were uncovered. The Seeker ducked her helm and rested it against his shoulder, a soft sigh escaping her vents.
"Let's get some recharge," Sunstreaker rumbled, reaching around Aquafire to shut the shower head off. She nodded and stepped away from him, exhaustion finally taking its hold on her. Sunstreaker followed and dried them both off before ushering her back to the berth. Once she was settled, the golden mech laid down, wrapping one arm around her almost possessively as he pressed his faceplates against her throat. "If you get up again, I will drag you back here by your wings," He warned.
"Whatever you say, Sunny," She hummed tiredly.
"Don't call me that," He growled. He received a laugh in response before Aquafire settled down and dropped into recharge. Sunstreaker let a small smile grace his lips before he also fell into recharge, joining his twin and the Seeker.