Well I hope I didn't disappoint my readers with the last chapter but I wanted to introduce Cliffjumper into the fray after all, he is an interesting mech. Please take a moment to post a comment because I love to read them. The characters are not my own. I just like to tell my own stories using them.

Waverly was still smarting from Cliffjumper's aggressive stance with her as she walked purposely toward her quarters. Her aft was sore from falling on the ground but she refused to acknowledge that the mech had gotten to her. She pressed the numbers for the code to her quarters as her door slid open but before she could walk in Cliffjumper came up behind her and pushed her into her living area and shut the door.

"Cliffjumper, what are you doing?" She cried as he turned her around and covered her mouth with his. He pushed her up against the wall as he ravished her mouth cavity and Waverly groaned and squirmed to try and get away. She was angry at him to think that he could just take her as he pleased but she was also aroused that he would be this aggressive and want her too. She tried to pull him off of her but he wouldn't relent and so Waverly went limp and hoped that he would let her up for air. His glossa caressed hers as his hands wrapped around to her back and pressed her into his armor. Her legs felt weak and she started to slump against the wall but Cliffjumper stroked down to her aft and then lifted her against him as he pulled her legs around his waist. She pushed against him but he would not let her go and he began to rub his interface panel against her most sensitive spot. Waverly wrenched her mouth away before he could stop her and she whimpered and tried to form words even though her processor was in chaos.

"Cliffjumper," She whispered as he continued to rub against her and she felt her resistance slipping.

"Waverly," He whispered against her ear and he squeezed her aft as she shuddered against him.

"Cliffjumper, I am still mad at you." She breathed against his audial receptor and he growled as he grazed her neck with his dentals. "No Cliffjumper, please." She begged softly.

"No don't stop or please don't stop." Cliffjumper said as one hand reached up into her red hair and the other grabbed her tight to drag her into her berth room. She pulled at him but he refused to let her go.

"No, I don't want this!" Waverly hissed and he laughed at her.

"You wanted this from the first kiss. I saw your face." Cliffjumper stated.

"Yes and then you had to be ugly and insulting." She retorted as she tried to get free from him. Still, he would not let her go.

"Cliffjumper, please I don't' want to alert Chelsea or bring Aura into this…"

"So don't. This is between us." He finished as he dipped his helm and bit her gently on the shoulder. Waverly shuddered at his aggressive touches as he caressed her legs and wrapped them around his waist. He carried her to her berth and laid her down as he bent over her and covered her mouth with his. She moaned and bucked up against him as he rubbed against her softness and Waverly once again wrenched her mouth away and cried out as he touched her most intimate spot through her clothes with his hand.

"Jumper please, please my lord." She cried out as she arched her back and scratched at his armor leaving trails of scorch marks in his paint. He felt her submitting to his touch, he could sense her pleas dying as he smelt her arousal, and he knew that it would not be long before she succumbed to his passionate demands. She was delicious to smell and his spike ached to be released but he hesitated because he didn't want to scare her. He pushed up under her shirt and Waverly moaned and tried to pull away but Cliffjumper growled at her and she stilled under his ministrations. His glossa played with hers as they dueled to dominate the other. Waverly moaned as she finally surrendered and her fingers teased the seams of his armor and Cliffjumper growled in response.

"Jumper please… I… Jumper!" She moaned as he pushed her top off and then quickly discarded her skirt. "Jumper please, I need you so much." She cried out as she heard his panel slide away and he quickly entered her.

"Jumper, no!" She cried and then gasped as he painfully pushed through before he realized her innocence. Waverly cried out and pushed against him to get away. "Cliffjumper you're hurting me!" She cried as tears slid down her face and he stopped and held her to him.

"I'm sorry." He said softly as he held her tenderly. Waverly tried to squirm away but he was still inside her although the pain had subsided. Waverly began to clench against his spike as if to try and rid her body of the intruder and Cliffjumper moaned and growled as he very slowly began to move inside her.

"My lord," Waverly said and whimpered as pleasure spiraled through her systems. She looked up at her lover with wide gold filled eyes and Cliffjumper thought she was beautiful beneath her as she writhed against him. He slid his arms beneath her shoulders and cradled her head with his hands as his helm swooped down to claim her lips in a searing, predatory kiss and she melted into him as he sped up his gentle thrusting. He fisted his fingers in her hair as he gently pulled her head so that he had access to her throat and then he bit down while increasing the pace of his thrusts as he raised her leg and wrapped it around his waist.

"Jumper! Please." She cried into his audial as he growled and thrust harder and pleasurable energy spiraled through her as she dug her heel into his lower back and grabbed at his shoulders to hold on to him. He thrust harder and faster until he felt her tighten around him and she screamed. Cliffjumper off lined his optics as overload surged through his systems and he shouted out as he felt his coding spill out into her body and flood her carrying chamber. Waverly's chest began to light and Cliffjumper responded by splitting chest armor back and exposing his spark to her. As he joined her spark in a merge both shook violently from the pleasurable energy that coursed through their systems. Cliffjumper held her to him as he cried out from a second overload crashing through him. Waverly cried out in a hoarse scream as Cliffjumper laid over her keeping his weight carefully supported by his arms so that he would not crush her.

They both lay on the berth panting trying to bring control to their systems until Cliffjumper on lined his optics and looked at his lover he had chosen. She lay there flush beneath him and he could read the fear and uncertainty in her eyes. Cold reality flooded his tank and Cliffjumper moved away even thought her whimpers told him that he was making a mistake.

"Jumper, you are not staying?" She asked softly fear in her voice.

"No." Cliffjumper stood up and turned one last time to look at her. "Believe it or not I did come here to apologize and then I took one look at you and everything became complicated."

"So what are you saying now?" She asked softly.

"I am saying that this was a mistake and that I won't bother you again." Cliffjumper turned around and walked to the door. He could hear her as she tried to muffle the soft whimpers of distress but he kept walking. He didn't want this complication and one time couldn't hurt her or him. She would survive this and they would move on although his spark was aching to merge again with hers.

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Chelsea was stretched out on her berth humming contentedly as Barricade rubbed and massaged her lower back and aft. She loved the freedom of being laid bared before her mate knowing that she could be vulnerable and soft without worry or fear of repercussions of what anyone would say or think. It was the one thing where she felt an equal instead of a slave like she had once had when she had been Megatron's mistress. She moaned as Barricade touched and tasted her skin as she smiled as she stretched with feline grace. Barricade would stroke and massage and then softly place a kiss before his hands would move to another part of her body.

"Is Nighthawke down for the night?" Chelsea softly moaned out loving his touch and sending warm waves of comfort and desire through their bond.

"He is my love." Barricade replied.

"Oh Cade, I love you so much. I don't deserve you." She moaned.

"Oh yes you do my love." He countered and smiled as he felt her spark swell with overwhelming love and gratitude.

"Cade is it too soon to want to try for another son?" She asked softly.

"No but I will be hoping for a daughter." She stated.

"I know you want one but I am surrounded by femmes. I want a son but I will be happy with whatever Primus gives us." Chelsea told her lover as she sinuously rolled over to face him. "I love you."

Barricade smirked. "I know." He kissed her as he pulled her up to meet his body, his glossa swirling around hers as he claimed her with his mouth. In the distance he heard a chime but chose to ignore it. Chelsea wrapped her arms and legs around her mate and moaned from the chiming ringing in her ears. It took both of them a moment to realize that the chiming was not from passion but from the door. Barricade growled and tore away from Chelsea ready to strike out against the foolish idiot that would dare to call at this late hour. Barricade stormed to the door and wrenched it open.

"What!" He growled as he looked around and then down to see a small petit red head crying at the door. "Who are you?" He demanded.

"I'm sorry." She stammered. "I didn't mean to interrupt." Chelsea came up behind her mate. She had wrapped her robe around her.

"Waverly, what's wrong?" Chelsea asked instantly concerned for the femme.

"I… I…" Waverly couldn't get out why she had come and began to cry. Chelsea instantly walked around her confused mate and wrapped her arms around the small femme.

"Waverly come in." Chelsea said. She opened her mind up and Waverly sent what she couldn't say to the one who had mentored her as Chelsea ushered her into the apartment. Chelsea quickly became concerned as images of Cliffjumper assaulted her processor and what he had done to the femme.

"I couldn't stay in my quarters after…" Waverly said between sniffles.

"I understand." Chelsea said alarmed at the images that she was seeing from the smaller femme. Barricade followed the femmes as Chelsea led Waverly to their berth room. She sat down and Waverly crawled into her lap crying softly. Barricade sat down behind his mate as Chelsea softly murmured words of comfort into Waverly's ear. She looked over her shoulder at Barricade with fear for the femme in her eyes.

"Cade, she needs help." Chelsea said softly.

"What do you want to do?" Barricade asked.

"I think you need to let Prime know what happened." Chelsea said.

"No, I don't think I could bear this if someone knew." Waverly said crying softly.

"Waverly, you were raped. Even if you didn't defend yourself you did not give your consent." Chelsea said.

"But I thought I liked him." She cried. Barricade's spark jolted as an icy feeling and rage came upon him. Cliffjumper had used the femme and it went against everything that Barricade believed in. Even in his darkest hour he had never used Chelsea always preferring that Chelsea consent and submit to him.

"Liking a person doesn't give them permission to use you." Chelsea told her softly.

"But I did want him at first. I invited him to sit with us at the rec room." Waverly said.

"It doesn't matter; he had no right to touch you without permission." Barricade cut in and Waverly flinched at his scowling tone. Chelsea held her tighter.

"Does anyone else know?" Chelsea asked.

"No, I am too embarrassed." Waverly replied.

"There is nothing to be embarrassed about little one. You were taken advantage of and I will be back." Barricade stated as he rose and walked out of the room.

"No, don't please." Waverly cried as tears started again.

"No, he is only going to tell Prime." Chelsea said.

"No, I don't want anyone to know." Waverly said hiccupping.

"You do or you wouldn't have come to me." Chelsea returned. She held firmly to Waverly's shaking frame rocking her gently just a mother would to her child.

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"Okay you two. It is way past your bedtime. I wonder what Auntie Shalon did that has wired the two of you up." Optimus said. He missed his mate as he searched their bond but still Allie had tightly closed it against him. She warned him that she would but it still hurt that he couldn't feel her. Even the twins whimpered at times because of the loss of their carrier and Optimus worried that they would have negative repercussions from Allie's mission. He heard the chime of the doorbell and rose to see who would be calling at the late hour.

"Barricade, is everything alright?" He asked as he opened the door in surprise to the mech that stood on the other side.

"No, one of the femmes has been raped." Barricade stated and Optimus instantly became concerned as his brow plates drew together in alarm.

"Let me take the twins to Shalon and I will follow you." Prime said immediately becoming professional and turning to get his sparklings so that he could take care of the problem.