Hello everybody! Sorry this took chapter took another lengthy time to make, but June and July are very busy moths for me this time of year. And without getting into too much detail I actually received some very bad news a couple of weeks ago, so I have been very busy helping my family out for the holiday weekend. Speaking of which, Happy Belated 4th of July! My favorite holiday! For us up north, it's like Christmas with explosives.

Now, about this chapter. I know a lot of people have been wondering what is happening to Cass and Soundwave right now… Well, your going to have to wait, because while I was at work and helping some of my friends clean out a tangled film roll in a large machine, I was struck with a very odd epiphany… And it was only going to work with Knockout. So enjoy. We will be coming back to Cass in the next chapter… Promise…

I also took some time to write a couple more chapters for one shots that get pretty dark towards the end. Anyone that wants to find out what Ratchet has hiding from Optimus this whole time, skip over to MERCY: One Shots and find out.

Special shout outs to: kura86, maria-ioanna984, Cao dreams in books, and Megatonas. First of all too everyone, I'm so glad everyone found the ending to this chapter to be so funny. More comedy to come, guaranteed. To kura86, thanks for reviewing again, and hang in there for Cass and Megatron. I have some interesting plans for them to say the least. To maria-ioanna984, thank you for calling Soundwave Pappy. I just might use that later on some way or another XD. To Cao dreams in books, I'm going to quote you from a review you left in the One Shots 'Do you want to drown the world in itty bitty sparklings or what?' And I retort, what's wrong with that? XDXDXD But I'm glad your still having a good time reading, and also glad you like Silvia so much. More of her to come yet. To Megatronas, try not to wake your family with chapter. You'll have a lot of awkward explaining to do. ;D

Oh! And thank you Neko no Kami for beta reading this chapter for me before I posted. Much appreciated.

Don't forget to comment and ask questions in the comments. I love hearing from my readers!

WARNINGS: If you are not into yaoi, slash, or mech preg, please do not read then try giving me a hard time in the comments and reviews. You were warned on the opening tab, and you are being warned just now. So, if I'm not your cup of tea that's perfectly alright, but please don't be shitty about it.

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MERCY

Chapter 24

How can there be too many children?

That is like saying there are too many flowers.

-Mother Teresa

"Breakdown…" Knockout purred seductively over his partner's comm links, knowing he would be his most busy right now. "Come to our berth-chamber my love… I have something pleasant waiting for you…"

"I am busy closing up the rest of our materials and upgrading our computer firewalls… As per Soundwave's request." Breakdown answered his lover with a hidden smirk. He and Knockout had been practically inseparable for a week now, and because of that, their duties aboard the ship had fallen behind. The former wrecker offered to take over for the rest of the day and told his partner to get some rest. Knockout knew his partner was somewhat being overprotective now that they finally made the decision to consummate their love, but he was very tired from the busy week they had. With a heavy conscious he took Breakdown's offer and went to recharge for a few hours, but he couldn't stay settled for too long. Something in the back of the medic's mind was really bothering him, and until he made the decision to give himself an introspection, he knew he wouldn't be able to rest much longer. Not until he got Breakdown's attention one last time.

"Put it off for a little longer… Please? I really need to see you."

"Can it wait another couple of days?" The giant mech sighed and tried not to sound a little frustrated as he came very close to finishing a menial task. "We have five days off remember?"

"That's just one more thing I want to talk to you about." Knockout stated as a matter of fact, before switching back to his seductive tone. "And if you're still concerned about catching up with our work, I found a way to cover that. You will receive a replacement in three, two…"

Before he got to one, the bey doors opened, and Soundwave stepped into the room with two random Eradicons. Without a doubt, he surprised the giant mech, but he didn't get the chance to ask questions before the telepath stepped between Breakdown and the console he was using. The other two drones went their separate ways and started to clean random spills and debris on the floor.

"Medical Assistant Breakdown: Receive and follow new instructions." Soundwave didn't even look up at the confused Con and went straight to updating the system and clearing any cluttered programs. "Retire to designated resting area for the remaining night. Soundwave and crew: Take over final duties."

"I don't understand." Breakdown shrugged. "You already have enough on your plate and your mind Soundwave… You don't need to—."

"Nonnegotiable." The third in command interrupted him sternly but with a fare posture. "Report to Knockout: All explanations reserved for Decepticon medic to disperse."

The giant mech tried one more time to protest, but Soundwave had a none all too discreet way of letting others know when they are starting to bother him by interrupting him when he's trying to work. He extracted both his data feelers and forced Breakdown out the door by twisting and pushing him by his shoulders. The taller mech was only given enough time to grunt an aggravated 'Hey!' that was only briefly followed up with a rather aggressive, "Keep out." Then the doors shut and sealed behind him. Breakdown stood outside the door for a while and did his best to process what just happened.

"The frag…?" He mumbled before he concluded he wasn't going to fight the decision made out for him and began to walk to his chambers. He even chuckled a little as he comm linked his lover. "You win Knockout. I'm on my way."

"Don't keep me waiting too long…" Knockout's vocals hitched over the comm. "Your pleasant surprise isn't going to be enjoyed by itself…" He left a long enough pause in his statement to allow Breakdown enough time to at least reach their chamber doors. "Then again… Maybe it will…"

"I'm not even in the room yet, and you decide to tease me now?" Breakdown was catching on quickly to the red mech's intentions and found a way to turn the tables on him. "Maybe I should go back to work…? If it turns out, you can handle this yourself after all…?"

"Awwww…" The medic pouted and whimpered. "Then what will I do with all of these sweet mineral energon cubes and double stilled high-grade?"

Damn, always one step ahead. This is what Breakdown thought as he opened the door to the chamber. He stepped in slowly, and the sight before him made his engines blare in desire. Knockout was lying on their berth, with his back against the head rest, his leg struts crossed over one another and making his hip push upward, and one arm grazed slowly up one thigh, while the other was tucked behind his helm. But what really stood out was the thin, yet multiple strands of bright red silk laced around, over, and even under his cherry colored armor.

The delicate material trekked over his body like a lined-out map, directing Breakdown's optic to travel all over his lover's gorgeous frame. He started at Knockout's pedes, then slowly encouraging his yellow iris to crawl up the length of his struts, lingering on his hips and then his glimmering silver abdomen, until he finally reached the center of the red mech's chassis. All of the strands met in the middle and were very carefully tied together into multiple loops. They neatly pushed the loops up and out into a circular bow resembling something like a chrysanthemum. Soon his gaze retired from the lure of the ribbon and took in the essence of Knockout's heated stare. His red optics said more than the medic was physically able. His glowing eyes inviting the former wrecker to move closer, and practically screamed into his processor, 'Come and get me!'.

"You were right…" Breakdown growled while he crept over the cushioned mesh and gently pulled Knockout under his broad body, taking care not to ruffle the well place ribbon. "This is a pleasant surprise… What did I do to deserve such a neatly wrapped gift?"

His partner lightly blushed and wrapped his arm over Breakdown's shoulder. "I just wanted to do something special for our spark-bonding." With his free servo Knockout placed his pointer digit softly over the shocked parting of the blue mech's lip-plates. The medic smirked as his lover's faceplate practically glowed the same color as his chassis. "I think now is actually the right time. I did an internal diagnostic on myself and I found out I'm on the last night of my heat cycle… And if I haven't already conceived from our last interfacing session, I don't want to wait until my next cycle in another six months. If we try while bonding… We can increase our chances."

"But…" Breakdown didn't want to argue… Primus knows he didn't want to argue with Knockout now of all times, but this was a very big leap. He didn't want to make his partner feel pressured into bonding so soon, even if it took the larger mech nearly three million years to finally convince his longtime companion to become his mate… And it turned out all he had to do this whole time was go through a life or death scenario before proposing.

"But Knockout… I thought we agreed to speak to Megatron about changing the laws first, then we would set a date to bond. Are you sure you're ready now? Because I love you, and when I finally got you to say yes it was the happiest moment of my function, but I want to make sure you're happy as well. We don't need to rush this."

"I love you too." The red mech sighed into Breakdown's servo as it caressed his glowing white and now blue faceplate. "And I did give this a lot of thought, but the bottom line is… I want you. I want to carry your sparkling… I want us… We don't even need to tell anyone we have bonded. With practice, we can block our connections and signal each other when we need—MM!"

Knockout was cut off by Breakdown kissing him passionately. His large servo reaching for the first loop on the ribbon. "You had me at 'I want you', because that is exactly what I want…" He muttered through an open-mouthed kiss. "More than that… I don't just want you; I need you."

"Oh… Breakdown…" Knockout heaved and lifted his helm to give the eager giant better access to his neck cables. "The heat is starting to rise already… Hurry and claim your prize."

"Uh-uh…" Breakdown taunted while he slipped further and further down his lover's delectable neck cables. "You look so beautiful, and it appears you went through a lot of trouble to put all of this together… And all of it for me. I want to take my time unwrapping this present."

Painstakingly slowly Breakdown pulled on each strand. There was a total of seven sashes. Two wrapped over his arm struts, two around his leg struts, two laced over his chassis and shoulders, and the final one swirled around his waist and slipped through his undercarriage. The ribbon Breakdown just so happen to choose first was the one wrapped around Knockout's waist. The larger mech was propped up on his other arm and was able to watch every reaction on his lover's face and feel every shutter over his metal. His other arm that was holding the ribbon gradually extended out as far as he could reach before he had to grasp the slack in the sash to pull it further. The sensation of the soft material unraveling against Knockout's metal and proto form was so exhilarating he needed to brace his servos over his partner's shoulders. He shivered with desire while he panted wantonly under Breakdown's frame, and just when it felt like the sash was coming to an end, the mech on top quickly yanked it's remnants from Knockout's undercarriage.

"AH!" The medic's helm wrenched to the side just as quickly as his interfacing panels snapped open. His spike pressurized embarrassingly quick, and his valve dripped with heavy lubricants as if he was on the verge of, or nearly had an overload. "I… I…" He stammered through his arousal, hardly noticing that Breakdown's spike covering had also slid back. "I had no idea… That this was… That this was going to f-feel like this… Ohhh… I don't think I can hold back for very long…"

"You will have to try…" Breakdown growled over Knockout's audio fin, grinning sinisterly when his beautiful lover shuddered in desperation under him. "Because I'm really in the mood to enjoy myself… By watching you go crazy…" Before he reached for another sash, Breakdown sat back up onto his calves and pedes. From this position he had an even better view of Knockout in all his erotic glory.

The slow crawl of perspiration rolling down his red finish and the rapid expanding and sinking of his chassis was more than the former wrecker could handle. But even as the ache in his fully pressurized spike was becoming harder to ignore by the minute, he still had enough energon cycling in his processor to register how much he wanted to see more of his partner's ecstasy filled responses to his touch. The large blue mech slowly pulled out one more ribbon that was wrapped around one of Knockout's arm struts, and before he reached for another, he took his free servo and taunted the outside of the wet and slick valve.

"Haaaah…" The feeling of a large digit lightly twirling over his anterior nod and the caressing of silk engulfing his hot body was almost torturous to him. Overload was inevitable, but the medic withheld from it as long as he could, because even though this was driving him insane, he wanted it too last as long as he could. This was going to be the first time he bonded with anyone… Not just anyone, with Breakdown. If Knockout had the power to do so, he would make this moment last for the rest of his life. But when Breakdown quickly pulled out the fifth ribbon and inserted his digit into the valve, there was nothing that could stop the red mech's first orgasm.

"BREAKDOWN! AHH!" He screamed in relief and arched his back in climax. The last two ribbons on his leg and shoulder were stained with splashes of his own transfluid and his valve constricted tightly around his partner's large metallic finger.

"Oh wow…" Breakdown shuttered with a half haze over his yellow optic. "I never thought you good get any more gorgeous… You never cease to surprise me."

"I… I can't take much more…" Knockout shuttered while the waves of his overload slowed, but because his heat cycle was so close to its end it had doubled in its intensity. "Quickly Breakdown… Please! Take off the last ribbons! I want to be connected to you now!"

Leaning further over the hot mech, Breakdown removed his digit and aligned the head of his spike outside of Knockout's valve. Then he took both of his servos and pinched the last two sashes between his thumbs and index digits. At the same pace he pulled away the silk, he gently inched his hips forward. His large erect member crawled inside the tight warmth of his lover's valve. His engines slightly rumbled when Knockout rolled his hips in anticipation, but then they slowed to an idle when he was only half seated inside.

"I love you." Breakdown announced before he ripped out the ends of the last two ribbons and thrusted his waist forward with a snap.

"UHH!" The red mech jolted and instinctively wrapped his leg struts around his lover's hips to keep him in place. Knockout's spike fully pressurized again, but his cooling vents choked on the out of nowhere push. He moaned and writhed beneath Breakdown and tightly closed his optics and welcomed the cool feeling of bliss filled tears to roll down his cheek-plates.

"Knockout…?" The former wrecker whispered in concern as he rested his arms to the sides of his seemingly distressed partner. "Are you alright? I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"Mmm… No…" Knockout's reply was so wispy Breakdown almost couldn't hear his reply, but the shivering red model lifted his wavering servo and grazed it gently over Breakdown's optic covering. He smiled feebly before he took in one deep intake and opened his spark chamber.

Breakdown watched in wonder. Knockout's spark spun and crackled in a bright blue hue, occasionally fluxing in time with his shallow short breaths. The light emanating from his chamber shined off of his red paint making it shine with a shimmer of violet. His faceplate was highlighted by the new phantom glow, and his red tear-filled optics lit up brighter than they ever had before. "Breakdown… I want you so badly… I'm ready for you…" Knockout lifted his other servo and held his soon to be bond-mate's helm. "Are you ready for me?"

Once again, Breakdown lifted himself on his knees. He needed a little room to open his chassis as well. His spark swirled in the opposite direction and it was so bright Knockout needed to hold a servo over his brow to properly see the blue mech's helm. He was so large and imposing, but the outline of his optic ridge. It reminded Knockout of the first time he realized he loved Breakdown. He was so strong, so handsome, and he treated the medic so well. Knockout couldn't resist pushing himself up with his arms and manipulated his lover to lie on his back. Breakdown was coherent enough to understand what Knockout wanted from him, so he carefully shifted his weight onto his back. "I've been ready for you since the day I first laid my optics on you… Or the two I had at the time anyway…" He smiled as he cradled the glowing red mech in his large, strong metallic hands. "Come closer my prize… My love… My mate."

"Ah-hah!" Knockout's vocals wavered as he lowered his chest against his partner's. "Breakdown! Oh! Breakdown!" He called out Breakdown's name like it was a sacred mantra. Their sparks fused together like grains of sand pouring into a large crystal bowl. Knockout knew off hand that the first time would be intense, but he wasn't expecting the initial connection to be so rough. Even Breakdown choked on his gasp, and his vision flashed white. Eventually they were both able to see the deepest parts of their souls and memories. In an instant they relived their happiest of times, their worst of times, their worst fears, and their greatest triumphs. Nothing was held back or hidden, and it made Knockout feel so happy. Breakdown sighed when he felt the rush of delight through the new connection, they had created for each other, and he returned this new emotional connection with a physical one.

Once he was sure they were both settled into their embrace, the former wrecker grinded his hips against Knockout's and reveled in the musical tone of the medic's wanton screams of pleasure. The red mech could barely comprehend what was happening since he had become lost in his lust, but his body appeared to have a mind of it's own. Eagerly he met every thrust with a down word twist as he desperately chased the tail of his second overload.

"Breakdown!" His voice emanated with an odd echo over his vocals. It took a moment for the blue mech to realize that wasn't just hearing the sound of Knockout's voice, but he was also hearing the sound of his lover's spark. They were communicating with each other through their new bond, and it was an amazing feeling. Breakdown wanted to hear more. He wanted to feel more. So he tightened his grip over Knockout's hips and pulled him closer into each shove of his own, simultaneously driving Knockout into a wilder frenzy.

"Breakdown! Oh! D-Don't! Don't stop! AHH!"

There was a bright white flash over both their line of vision when the two lovers reached the end of their restraint. Knockout couldn't stay put in one spot for too long, and he pushed himself backwards. He arched his back-struts so far back that his helm almost touched the top of Breakdown's knee-joints. The red mech shouted to the heavens as the rush of transfluid filled his valve. It was so quick that he could've sworn he was able to feel the majority of it flow into his gestation chamber, and in his mind, he was singing in absolute desire.

Breakdown's mind sung along in harmony and shivered form the intensity of his orgasm. The constricting warmth of Knockout's valve was strengthened by the finale twirl of their sparks before their chambers snapped shut. But even after their sparks separated, the giant mech had never felt closer to Knockout more then he did that moment. It was a moment he knew he didn't want to end, but eventually the convulsing in both their frames started to slow to a halt, but the two Cons didn't move from the positions they found themselves in for a short time.

Knockout felt as if he couldn't move apart from the heavy heaving in his chassis, but he managed coax his body to fall forward on top of Breakdown's wide chest. He instantly felt relaxed and at ease as he felt his bond mate's body rise and fall on every deep intake. But to his astonishment, Knockout was able to feel Breakdown's spark beat… In unison with his own.

"Wow…" Breakdown unknowingly whispered through their bond. "That was… Well… I wasn't expecting that…"

"Mm-hm…" Knockout replied lazily with a satisfied smirk across his faceplate. "Before I get my second wind and ask you to go for round two, I need to tell you something. In order to get the time off to do all of this, I asked Soundwave to switch one of our days off next week. But because it was such a last-minute request, Soundwave said we would have to work over two of our days off… I agreed before discussing it with you. Please don't be mad." He pouted his bottom derma sadly and swirled a digit over Breakdown's blue paint, but it was a bit of a front. After burning all of that exhaust just now, there was no way the former wrecker would find room to complain.

"Oh yes…" Breakdown cradled Knockout's back with his large servo. "This was well worth the sacrifice." He sat up carefully, since he was still inside his mate's valve, and from this new angle he was able to kiss the top of Knockout's brow. The red mech's engines rumbled in a delighted idle and gratefully allowed Breakdown to lavish him in more kisses and nips.

"It will be all the more worthwhile if I find out two or three weeks from now that we have conceived." The medic enclosed his servos around his mate's helm and kissed him just as passionately as he moaned his name. "Breakdown… Oh Breakdown…"

"Breakdown!" The large blue mech jumped to his pedes when he realized he had been daydreaming. That last call of his name was real, and it meant Knockout was in some sort of duress since they both agreed that night not to use their connection unless it was an emergency.

"Yes Knockout? What is it?" He worriedly passed at the end of his berth where he had been resting for the rest of the day. "Is something wrong? Is Cass alright? Are you alright?!"

"Cass and Soundwave are resting soundly in the med-bey! But I found out something amazing while I was there!" Knockout sounded excited over their connection as if he was still in the middle of an excited sprint. "Meet me in our computer room! I will be there shortly!"

As promised, the red mech burst through their chamber doors, and made his way to the computer console where Breakdown was waiting for him.

"What is going on—?" He questioned but was ignored by his bond mate's enthusiasm. The medic ran to the console with a wide and blushing smile and inserted a cartridge to the data port. All Breakdown could do was stand to the side befuddled and wait to find out why Knockout was so excited. He could feel how ecstatic his lover was through their connection, but the red mech was going through great lengths to block out the reason why he was so happy. It must've been intended to be a surprise… And clearly it was.

With a few more adjustments to the keyboard, Knockout twisted his frame to the side and waited to see the reaction in Breakdown's optic. The monitor slowly showed the visual of something pulsing over the screen. It was a strong and healthy pulse of someone's spark, but Breakdown still didn't know who's it was. It wasn't his, he was sure of that, and if wasn't his then it definitely couldn't have been Knockout's because their sparks now beat in a delayed timed unison. For sure it was not Soundwave's or Cass's, because why would Knockout keep that a secret from him… But that left only one thing he could think of, and he was so happy and terrified at the same time he almost denied it. This was just to good to be true.

"Is… Is that what… I think it is…?" Breakdown blinked away the joyful tears from his optic, and shakily took Knockout's servos into his own; gently clasping them as if he feared they would fade away if he didn't hold them tight enough.

"It has been such a long and tiring month…" Knockout also felt optical fluid begin to pool in his beautiful red eyes, but he didn't have time to let them fall after he finished his confession. Breakdown swept the medic of his pedes and spun him around the room laughing and crying in hysterical happiness… All enticed by the last thing Knockout was able to say. "I thought you might like to hear your sparkling's spark beat… Before we talk to Megatron."

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