Author's note. Written by me and the-writing-mew.
Warning for childbirth, attempted rape, non/dub consent.
Enjoy and please review.
"Oh!" Alpha Trion gasped feeling his sparkling move. Since they became aware she existed, she had become more active than before...as if she'd tried to hide her existence until now.
Luckily the sparkling was small and didn't distend his abdomen too much, however he discovered why everyone praised him...
...a carrying bot always glows in beauty.
Soon he will have to announce his carrying before she decides she finally wants to see the world; Megatron and Optimus along with Elita and Soundwave left for Kaon to announce officially that the Emperor was carrying...and also that the Air commander was carrying too...again.
Said Air Commander remained in Iacon, within the Magnus' estate so he can relax and offer the least amount of stress to his spark. So, as he stayed and the elder also insisted that the sparklings remain here in the Magnus' estate and inquired that their training was far from over; however for the next part he will hire the best teachers and instructors for them...
...he will, however continue educating personally his grandson and Slipstream in certain aspects.
And speaking about her...
"Hello, I brought you some tea," She offered kindly and he thanked her. When he took the cup and after drinking a little he noticed she was staring more insistently than ever his little bump.
"Slipstream, it's not educated to stare too much at someone."
However she continued like hypnotised causing him to frown in annoyance before she reached for him with her hand and touched the little bump softly.
She smiled and giggled before tears of happiness started forming in her optics; that surprised the elder for a moment.
"What is it?" He couldn't help but ask her.
She looked up at him before removing her little hand from his bump and dried her tears.
"She's a good friend of mine," Was her only answer before she flew away towards Valour and her brothers who were teaching Bumblebee how to properly use a jetpack... And Moonracer chased Skywarp in the air with hers as she was obviously not afraid of heights.
The elder just remained there looking at the femmling seeker and processing what she meant by it... Then remembered Soundwave's words...
...that this was a reincarnated ancient spark and will show great intelligence...
...great intelligence like Slipstream!
Could it be? Can she also be an ancient...? This seeker?
And in that case, have this two met before? And when? How?
He frowned in thought while finishing his tea; there was only one way of proving it, and only one mech can help him...
...he will have Perceptor examine that seeker.
...
"Where are we going?" Slipstream asked as Alpha Trion escorted her down a corridor.
"We are going to meet a friend of mine," he replied, the other sparklings were learning public conduct right now. He'd said that Slipstream could do that later, he needed her for some purpose. "A Mech named Perceptor."
She frowned, that name seemed familiar to her but she couldn't quite work out who it was. The little Seeker shrugged, she'd know soon enough who he was, she'd learned her teacher was not a very chatty bot, he often preferred to walk in silence. And since he was carrying, she was willing to allow him peace in order to remain unstressed.
"Here we are," he finally said as they entered the medical/science centre of Ultra Magnus's estate. The Autobot leader as well as wanting a decent med bay also desire a fully equipped lab for whatever issues might occur that required it. This meant that several scientists including Perceptor would often come to work there if they needed privacy or if the Magnus required them for a project.
And right now Perceptor was indeed there, studying the effects of being transformed into Techno-organics, he was just as fascinated as First Aid was.
"Perceptor," Alpha Trion called as they entered. "Are you here?"
"I am," a voice replied from a table as a red microscope suddenly transformed into a serious looking red Mech who wore optical enhancements. "How may I be of assistance?"
"You may have heard," Alpha Trion said as he cleared his throat. "But I am carrying a little Femling..."
He suddenly stopped as he felt his daughter kick, it felt extremely strange. Slipstream's expression was one of delight as she saw him suddenly touch his bump and say. "Is that her?"
"Yes, it is," he said, the sparkling was now squirming around as thought eager to come out. For a moment, he worried that's what she was planning but the symptoms didn't get worse so he relaxed slightly.
"Yes, I have heard," Perceptor said softly as Slipstream couldn't resist touching the bump, trying to feel the little Sparkling. "Congratulations."
"Thank you," Alpha Trion said, not reprimanding his student as her action strangely seemed to calm his daughter. "Ahem, a Mech named Soundwave has told me that my daughter is an ancient Spark?"
"Oh?" Perceptor said in great interest.
"And...young Slipstream here has said she knows my daughter," Alpha Trion continued. "She has great intelligence you know."
"So I've heard..." Trailed off Perceptor while staring at the seeker femmling. "...about her intelligence."
"Yes, well, it can be considered normal when you know who her creators are..." The ancient mech started and Perceptor seemed interested. "Skyfire and Starscream."
The lens on Perceptor's helm glowed as he understood more than was told.
"I see... You want to test her."
The elder just nodded and looked down at his student who was giggling while continuing touching his bump.
"I believe there's not reason to test her intelligence, we know how smart she is; however there is another way..." The red scientist said trailing off for a moment before looking down at her. "Vector Sigma."
Slipstream looked up at him with wide shocked optics for a reason... And now Alpha Trion was groaning as his daughter kicked him nonstop as she didn't liked that idea.
"W- what? Calm down!" The elder tried but the sparkling continued moving around as if something bothered her.
Perceptor stared for a moment before going where Alpha Trion was and grabbed his bump successfully stopping the squirming sparkling... However she still kicked.
With a cold, stoic face, the scientist took a syringe and inserted its contents partially into the bump calming the sparkling.
"Ohh... Thank you, Perceptor..." Sighed the elder. "I guess I'm too old for this."
The scientist shook his head and said: "I believe your sparkling doesn't wants us to find out who Slipstream was, nor who she was, it is pretty obvious by how she reacted."
The elder frowned. "And why not? They can be-!"
But Perceptor interrupted him: "Why are you so hurry to find out who they were in their past lives? I believe they returned for a reason and it was not to remember the past but use their knowledge for the future."
"Because I want to know, they must have been someone important, I know!"
"They are someone important now, Councilmech," Tried Perceptor. "Does it really matters who they were?"
"Yes! It matters!" Barked the old mech. "Now let's go and find Vector Sigma."
Perceptor sighed but obeyed nonetheless. Half way near the super computer Slipstream stopped dead and looked shocked at the hallways.
"What is going on? Come on, move!" Hurried Alpha Trion but she wouldn't move.
Perceptor then came for her and dragged her towards the place and they took an elevator that took them down like ten floors down the surfice until a big, round and dimly iluminated hall received them.
Alpha Trion then felt something in his spark... His daughter begged him to stop somehow. Since she was sedated she was unable to move now... But not her spark.
Slipstream was placed in the middle of a circle under a huge, silver sphere. The femmling was not moving and was like catatonic... That was odd.
'Please, carrier, don't!'
The old mech gasped as he heard a voice... So loud that he was not sure if it was in his mind, receptors or spark.
He however ignored it and inserted an old key before typing a code. Immediately after the huge sphere illuminated and hummed...
...and Slipstream's optics turned white.
"We're online, sir," Perceptor informed and the elder nodded.
"Alpha Trion..." A booming, loud voice started. "So long since the last time."
The elder smirked. "Vector Sigma, tell me who this sparkling was and if she ever passed through you once."
"Hmm..." Hummed the machine. "I never thought I'd see you carrying."
The elder grimaced. "There's no time for this, now tell me who she was, was she someone important?"
The voice hummed again. "Yes... Someone very important... One of those who were needed to return to fulfil a great task in Primus' name... One of those who offered themselves to return and leave the peace the Well offered to change your world."
"Good, perfect, but who was she?"
Silence followed.
"Vector Sigma?" He tried again.
"Stop this now, Vector Sigma," Suddenly Slipstream said in an authoritative tone that somehow Alpha Trion recognized.
She looked at the eldest and said. "You must know when to stop, Trion. Stop this Vector Sigma, he knows enough... If more is told then he will unconsciously try to stop us."
"What?" The old mech demanded. But the only ones besides himself who were capable of ordering around the super computer were the first thirteen! That means she's one of them! And so is his daughter!
The fact that Slipstream called his daughter 'friend' doesn't help at all since they were all friends and siblings... Except the Fallen who's now good and dead in the pit.
Without another word, Vector Sigma powered off and couldn't be turned on again no matter what the old mech tried.
Slipstream remained in her position until she fainted.
"Sir, I believe we'd better leave," Perceptor advised, sounding a little worried.
Seeing nothing was happening with Vector Sigma, Alpha Trion was forced to agree. Striding over to the unconscious Femling, he bent down and lifted her up, groaning slightly as his back protested. As his pregnancy progressed, parts of his body was aching more and more. Cradling his student in his arms, he almost felt a sigh from his daughter followed by a sense of disapproval. He shifted, this felt distinctly strange, he'd need to talk to Ultra Magnus about it, especially if they were bonding.
The thought caused him to feel a bit warm, it was traditional when bonding to not just spend a night strengthening the bond but also interfacing. To have Ultra Magnus dominate him all night and probably all day was an erotic and rather distracting thought. Even more so the fact his daughter might be aware of what was happening.
As he thought about this, the disapproval appeared to melt away into warmth. At first he was confused before remembering that his sparkling wanted him to bond, preferably as very soon. But still...
"I won't be apart of it," a voice seemed to whisper to him. "I will only feel the strength of your bond, nothing more."
He was about to answer before remembering about the scientist and knowing it would seem very odd. Clearing his throat, he said.
"Well, I suppose this at least proves Slipstream has an ancient spark and she already has a bond with my daughter."
Perceptor nodded, adding. "I imagine they will be good friends but I suspect they will not be able to tell you much once she is born. Slipstream might be an ancient spark but in most aspects, she's just an ordinary sparkling, this is the life she knows, the one she is living now not the previous one."
"You are probably right," Alpha Trion sighed as despite the warmth, he felt a little nauseous. His body was probably reacting to the sedative he'd been given earlier.
"If you don't mind, I will take Slipstream to the bathhouse, I am not feeling my best."
"I understand sir," Perceptor said respectfully, inclining his head as he said. "I think you are going to give birth to a very special sparkling sir. But treat her as you would her brother, I think she desires normality."
"We will see," was all Alpha Trion could promise and the red Mech accepted this. Time would indeed tell.
...
"Ooh," Slipstream mumbled slightly as she came awake.
"How are you feeling?" a voice asked and she looked up to see Alpha Trion holding her on his lap. A moment later, she realised they were in a perfumed bath with several candles lit around them. The setting was one meant to induce a relaxed atmosphere rather than a romantic one.
"What happened?" she asked, last she remembered she and her teacher were walking through the gardens.
"You fainted," he told her. "Can you remember anything?"
She shook her head, she couldn't. He frowned slightly before sighing, nothing to be done there.
"It' nothing to worry about," he said as he felt a little kick.
Slipstream giggled, she'd felt it too.
"I can't wait to meet her," she said excitedly. "But it's weird, my fiancé is her nephew and he's older."
"It is unusual," he stated. "But I'm sure Optimus will adore having a baby sister, it'll be good for him."
"Yep," She said before feeling slightly dizzy again and her optics offlined.
"Slipstream?" He tried but she only mumbled something incoherently before falling in recharge again.
He sighed and held her near, his daughter enjoyed having her friend near.
...
Sometime later Alpha Trion was waiting for Ultra Magnus in his quarters and caressed his bump softly.
He will announce his bonding with the Magnus tomorrow and also that he was carrying. So far the only ones who knew about his situation was his lover, son, grandson, the emperor, the air commander and his creations, Soundwave, Red Alert, Skyfire and Moonracer and her creators who were his bodyguards... A pretty large group to keep it hidden for long.
He sighed, that mean he must plan another party to celebrate his bonding, a special ceremony in which he and Ultra will share some votes and finally return to this room to...
"Primus..." The elder gasped feeling suddenly hot at the idea.
The door opened and the younger blue mech entered only to find the sire of their firstborn sitting there waiting for him... And he was moving a lot.
"Trion? What is it? You want to talk about something?"
The elder bit his lip and forced his arousal back before speaking: "Yes... I need to talk about our daughter."
"Oh?" Ultra Magnus said curiously, coming in and sitting down beside his lover.
"You...you know that she's an ancient spark," Alpha Trion began slowly.
"Yes," Ultra Magnus agreed with a nod.
"Well," the older Mech said hesitantly. "It would appear Slipstream knew her in another life."
"What?" the Autobot leader exclaimed in shock. "How can that be?"
"She is an ancient spark too," Alpha Trion explained. "Earlier today, she touched my bump and said she was looking forward to seeing her friend again. I decided to investigate further and..."
He explained what had happened.
"You shouldn't have pushed it," his lover scolded. "If our daughter warned you to stop, you should have listened."
"But I had to know," Alpha Trion exclaimed, causing Ultra Magnus to shake his head smiling.
"Of course you did," he murmured. "Well, it's actually good to know that our daughter isn't the only spark out there, she and Slipstream will be very close."
"No doubt," Alpha Trion agreed. "But I'm still worried about what this means. Why are both of them coming back, what's going to happen? And why can't I know?"
"Because if you knew, you'd try to change the future," Ultra Magnus pointed out. "And by doing so, could create a future we don't want. I know you'll worry but all we can do is raise our daughter as best we can and love her. She'll get a full education from us, she will be a lady and she'll know how to defend herself. She'll also have her brother, her nephew and many friends, I think she'll be okay."
Naturally, Alpha Trion didn't look overly convinced so Ultra Magnus leaned closer and kissed his cheek.
"Anything else on your mind?" he purred.
Alpha Trion swallowed, he was still feeling rather aroused.
"If we bond...," he mumbled. "I'm worried about our daughter..."
"About us interfacing?" Ultra Magnus questioned and got a nod. "You think she'll know what's happening?"
"Well, she said that she'd only feel our bond being solidified and it would strengthen her but nothing else," Alpha Trion admitted, absentmindedly stroking his bump.
"But you're still worried," Ultra Magnus said with a fond smile. "I understand, our daughter shouldn't be so intelligent while still within you. But she is and if she says we can interface without fear, then I believe her. You are going to be a very caring creator, Trion."
"You think so?" the elder questioned.
"I know so," Ultra Magnus stated firmly before taking his lover's face and kissing his lips. "Come, let's get a bit more comfortable."
"Magnus...," groaned Alpha Trion, the other surely knew what his voice did to him and that commanding tone.
"Trion," Magnus purred, pushing him back onto the berth and gently but firmly pushing his thighs apart.
"Ohhh...!" His panel snapped open and his quickly lubricating valve was revealed.
He was being kissed again so passionately that everything in his body reacted.
The elder knew that carrying bots usually felt aroused very often and wondered if Ultra was like this when carrying?
The thought was pushed out when his lover's spike gently and agonizingly slow pierced through his delicate rim inflaming his body deliciously.
"Ohhhh... Ultra...ahhh...!" Moaned the old mech throwing his head back and exposing his neck submissively feeling how his inner nodes forced his valve to suck that spike deeper.
"Trion..." Whispered the younger licking and sucking on the offered neck and moaned lowly when his shaft was being deliciously squeezed by the other's passionate embrace.
They kissed again as their lovemaking heated up and their gentle moves become more urgent and desperate making them cry and moan out of themselves.
Then again Alpha Trion opened his chest and once more he revealed his spark to the only mech who ever made him feel this hungry and needy, and said younger followed his example and joined both sparks in an intense merging.
"Ooh... Ultra... Ohhh... Oh Primus...ohhh... I... I...ohhh oooooohhh!"
"Trion!"
The two cried out shamelessly loud not even caring who might hear them as they ascended and descended in uncontrolled bliss... Ultra Magnus overloaded heavily hard inside his lover, shooting his burning cum deeply inside and warming the other from the inside out...
..and making him purr happily before falling suddenly in recharge.
Ultra Magnus remained inside for a moment enjoying the tight embrace his spike received and kissed, groped and stroked his now unconscious lover in bliss...
...and felt his daughter squirming inside the other!
That broke the spell and he almost pulled out fast and harshly before stopping and did it carefully.
"S- sorry sweetspark... But daddy was...umm...you know... Loving your carrier... I promise to be careful next time," He tried flushing madly and now venting in embarrassment.
However as he touched the bump he felt her moving towards his hand and calming.. And somehow saying that she felt happy too.
The Magnus just shrugged and pulled his lover near him and prepared to offline.
Perhaps he should keep this from Trion or he may use this as an excuse to not do it anymore.
...
Sometime later...
The ceremony was a success, everyone saw Alpha Trion's carrying and bonding as a good thing; the secret about the child being an ancient spark however was kept.
At the beginning no one believed it that the much younger Magnus would be lovers with the ancient, oldest mech ever... Especially him! And got him carrying!
It was a surprise too that a long time ago he carried for the High Councilmech, but it was a bigger surprise that they decided to create again and this time was the one who was sire now a carrier.
The party and ball was made in a hurry but everything was perfect, the sparkling will born within this week if she's not too hurry.
Megatron and Optimus were there as well; the former already had a little bump growing and this sparkling promised to be bigger than Valour...
...however Alpha Trion couldn't stop this time both his creation and mate to sneak out from the party to go to Optimus' quarters to do...
...he gulped, that was exactly what he wanted to do and WILL do soon with his Magnus.
Very soon after sharing some drinks, receiving everybody's good wishes and sharing their votes, the two were now heading to the Magnus' bedroom.
He was so trapped in the moment that didn't even cared to see Valour kissing Slipstream and keeping her with him all the time and away from Mirage who tried to invite her to dance but couldn't with the possessive prince.
Now again he was being kissed so passionately that he dragged his much stronger mate towards the soft berth and spread his legs wide, his valve, already bared and dripping in invitation...
...an invitation Magnus couldn't refuse!
...
Their spark were bared as they merged over and over again after bonding and now Alpha Trion was riding the thick, hard spike vigorously
Ultra Magnus admired him as if he was a dancer performing an unique, exotic and erotic act only for himself.
The hours passed but it was only like minutes for them as they lost in each other; the berth now had a little puddle of the mix of the elder's lubricants and the younger's transfluid... And their combined scent only powered their hunger.
"Ultra...ooohhh Ultraaa...!" Cried the old mech feeling his valve clamp hard against the intrusion one last time before collapsing onto the most comfortable place ever.
The Magnus however continued thrusting a couple more times before he followed the other in overload and shot his hot cum once again deeply inside.
They lay there venting and cuddling; Ultra caressing fondly Trion's aft and purring as the valve pulsed in rhythm to his lover's spark around him.
Then Alpha Trion felt something... Something hard... Like a sting.
"Ahh...!" He gasped only gaining another fondling caress from his much younger lover who still had, by the way, his softening spike deeply buried in him.
"Trion..?" This time however the other reacted when felt something warm run by his thighs... And he was sure it was not lubricant by the amount it was.
The valve spasmed around his spike and this time the elder cried.
"Trion, what's happening?!"
"Uhh...oohhh... I... I think... Our daughter is coming...now!"
"Now!?" Ultra Magnus gasped in shock. "But...it's too soon."
"I don't think she cares about that," Alpha Trion replied through gritted teeth as more spasms of pain shot through it.
"Oh Primus," his new mate gulped, before pushing himself up and gently lifting Alpha Trion up who was whimpering slightly in pain.
"It's okay," he soothed, grabbing a towel and making a lame attempt at cleaning both of them up while he called the Med Bay.
"I need the Med Bay prepped, my daughter is coming," he yelped into the comm, barely able to sound at all dignified.
"Very well sir," Laser replied in a thankfully calm voice.
"Ah...ah...," Alpha Trion gasped, almost bent over with sharp pain.
"I'm just taking you there," Ultra Magnus told him, lifting him up into his strong arms. "You're going to be fine, she's going to be fine..."
"It hurts," was the reply, making the larger Mech smile.
"It does hurt," he admitted. "But it's worth it to hold your child in your arms."
As he headed for the door, he remembered Optimus and called him as well.
"What?" was the response. "But I thought she wasn't due for another week?"
"Apparently not," Ultra Magnus said grimly. "I'm taking your Sire to the Med Bay, you can meet us later if you want."
"I will," Optimus said instantly. "Tell Sire to stay strong."
"I will," Ultra Magnus murmured, repeating his son's words.
The few in the corridors stared in amazement at the sight of their Magnus running along carrying a moaning and dripping High Councilmech. Ultra Magnus ignored them all, only concentrating on arriving at the Medical Bay as soon as possible.
"Why does it have to hurt?" groaned Alpha Trion, squirming in discomfort.
"No idea," Ultra Magnus said ruefully as they arrived.
"Set him here," Laser instructed. "I've called for Medic Ratchet to join me to ensure this birth goes smoothly."
"Thank you," Ultra Magnus said gratefully as he set his lover down. "See Trion, you've got the best care there is."
All he got was a moan.
...
"I can't believe it," Megatron exclaimed as he hurriedly followed his mate towards the Med Bay. They'd been curled up in each other's arms when Optimus's carrier had informed them of what was going on. Since they'd been making love the previous night, Megatron had convinced his mate to take a bath before they went to provide support to Optimus's creators. And when Optimus mentioned that Valour's birth had taken a few hours, Megatron hadn't been able to resist dragging his lover onto his lap and impaling him on his spike for another quick session.
Not that Optimus had complained about that at all.
"Neither can I, she must be eager to come out," mused Optimus. "We'll send for Valour later, he's too young for the actual birth but he's been looking forward to seeing his aunt."
"My little sister," Megatron chuckled. "I wonder who'll she'll take after?"
"I have no idea," Optimus said with a chuckle, hearing a distant cry of pain. "Hurry."
They picked up the pace and had soon arrived.
"Ohh Primus what's happening?!" Cried Alpha Trion feeling his insides moving and parting to allow the birthing.
"Breathe sir, I need you to help me here," Laser started. "Please, turn on your side and sit, I'll give you something for the pain."
"Uhhh...what..?" Tried the old mech as the medic helped him on his side and then to sit up again.
"I need you to curl now, I'll inject the painkiller once you do." Instructed the medic and the elder did so... And suddenly the pain was gone like magic.
"…ooohh...what was that...?" Gasped Alpha Trion in relief.
"A special painkiller for birthing bots, now sir, please relax on the berth and soon you will meet your daughter."
"Uh huh..." Stated the older lazily feeling better than ever.
"Trion?" Came his new mate towards him and took his hand gently.
"Hi~ Ultra..." He moaned taking some air and offlining his optics. "This feels strange..." Then took the younger's hand to his bump and said: "She's in hurry... She said she's sorry for interrupting us...hmm...and...and that we did it too hard that her sac broke..."
Ultra Magnus lifted an optic ridge but his mate continued: "She said she was asleep and our moves relaxed her... Then something was pulling and pushing her."
The Autobot commander didn't know what to say, just that his mate was heavily drugged by the way he was talking.
"Sire!" Optimus quickly entered followed by Megatron. "How you feel?"
"Good..." He started before looking at Megatron and smirked. "Something had to interrupt you from banging my son, huh?"
Megatron's optics widened and he flushed, however Alpha Trion had not finished.
"You deserved it for sneaking out from my party! You two frag like petrorabits!"
Megatron's face of indignation was priceless. "Ha! Speaks the ancient creature who couldn't stop riding his Magnus and got himself with spark and now in birthing process because he jumped too much!"
"Ha, ha, ha, I am older than all of you put together, I can jump and ride Ultra as much as I please...and once my daughter is out I will ride him again and again, and again..."
"Sire!" Exclaimed Optimus blushing like never in his life.
"Leave him, love, I like him better like this... Even if what he says is disgusting," Megatron stated.
"I really love your spike, Ultra..." The elder continued. "If my valve was not so busy now I will ride you to the next millennium."
"Sure Trion, sure... You can ride me as much as you like...but now let's focus on our daughter."
Megatron was at the brink of purging or offlining and finally abandoned the room.
"Ha! I won!" Alpha Trion celebrated causing Optimus to shake his head and Magnus to roll his optics.
Optimus was about to follow his mate when his sire took his hand and put it on his bump surprising the younger. "Your sister wants you here..."
The Prime smiled.
Seconds later Ratchet arrived and the procedure started.
...
Outside...
"That old...urghhhh!" Exclaimed and shivered in disgust Megatron.
"Nah! Relax!" Stascream said caressing his own bump unconsciously. "He was drugged. Remember what I was like when I was ready to have my mechs?"
Megatron grimaced, he remembered clearly. His friend was so alone and depressed, Slipstream was already around with her carrier but Skyfire was nowhere near...
...and Starscream was so drugged with the painkiller that he just talked nonsense and suddenly felt aroused out of nowhere!
"I remember I had to service you," The Emperor said and soon couldn't help but chuckle. "That idiot shuttle was not there with you... And it was probably just as well because with him would have come that old grandsire of his."
"Meh! You know I would do the same for you, Megatron... And yeah... Even if I missed him there Slipstream was there with me and I wouldn't have liked to see Skyfall."
The Emperor nodded and thanked for the silence and the hour... And that the sparklings were all asleep...
But...
"Is she here?" Suddenly a little feminine voice exclaimed to her carrier's and the Emperor's surprise. She was alone.
Then she stood in front of the door and not even a second later was heard a loud sparkling's cry.
Slipstream squeaked in joy to both adults surprise. "She's here, she's here!" She bounced around. "Now her mate is next!" She added looking at her carrier and his bump.
Megatron and Starscream were looking at her petrified not knowing what to say or if she was speaking just sparkling nonsense...
...however Slipstream never spoke nonsense.
She just smiled at them and the two Mechs decided not to question her over that statement. Megatron coughed before asking.
"Slipstream, where is Valour?"
"He's coming," she told him. "He really wants to meet her."
"I'm sure he does," Megatron muttered, trying to forget what the little Seeker Femme had just revealed. "We'd better wait until we're invited in, it's an important moment for Optimus and his family."
Slipstream nodded her agreement and went over to her carrier who lifted her up onto his lap, cuddling her close. She gently laid her head against her carrier's bump. Starscream carefully stroked her wings, wondering what the future held. Never mind who his child might end up betrothed to, he just wanted to live in order to see his child.
If he could handle the birth.
...
"She's beautiful," Ultra Magnus breathed as he held his new daughter who was whimpering from the bright light of the Med Bay.
"Uh...," mumbled his mate, still rather drugged and dazed.
"Can you give him something?" Optimus asked the Medics. "He should be more alert for his daughter."
"He might feel a bit of discomfort," warned Ratchet but he still give Alpha Trion something.
Soon, the High Councilmenh was looking around, searching for his daughter.
"Where is she?" he demanded and Ultra Magnus bent down and carefully handed him their daughter who seemed to calm down in her carrier's arms.
"I...," Alpha Trion stammered, he had no idea what to say as lovely blue optics blinked up at him. She was indeed a beautiful little sparkling with a dark blue and light purple colouring. Even as a newborn, her features were delicate and it was easy to imagine her as a high society lady, charming all within her wake.
"I know," Ultra Magnus chuckled, sitting down beside his mate. "We just need a name for her."
"A name," Alpha Trion said dumbly.
"Yes, we can't always call her daughter," his mate teased.
Alpha Trion nodded, thinking it over before finally saying. "I want to name her...Aurora, after the dawn of something new."
"It suits her perfectly," Ultra Magnus said, he'd named their son, it was only right Trion named their daughter. He leaned down and bestowed a kiss on both of them.
"Optimus?" Alpha Trion said a little hesitantly and his son moved closer.
"She's wonderful," the young Prime said, offering his hand to the little sparkling who gurgled before grasping one of his fingers in her tiny hand. Or at least, his fingertip.
"Hello little sister," he greeted as the two creators soaked in the love for their new child. "I'm your big brother Optimus. You might not know it but you've already got another even bigger brother outside. He's my mate Megatron and that makes him your brother. We've got a little sparkling called Valour, he's your nephew. You've also got an adoptive sister, his mother Red Alert."
"Primus, don't introduce me as a granddad," Ratchet complained making them all laugh.
Little Aurora just gurgled some more, snuggling into her carrier's side. Optimus paused before smiling.
"Valour's outside, may he come in?" he asked and they nodded.
"Just him and Megatron," warned Ratchet. "She shouldn't be overwhelmed."
A few moments later, Megatron entered carrying a beaming Valour who looked like he might explode with excitement.
"This is your aunt Aurora," Optimus introduced, taking his son into his arms and showing him the new sparkling.
"She's so small," Valour said in wonder, making his carrier chuckle.
"Trust me, you were small like that once," he said in an amused tone. "But like you, she'll grow."
"Will I be able to play with her?" Valour asked eagerly.
"Eventually, but for now, you'll just have to be very gentle with her," Optimus advised. "But she'll love being with you son, you'll be one of her special friends. I'm probably too old for her."
"You're not old," Valour exclaimed which made everyone laugh.
"Grandsire is old." He added causing even more laughs... Except of course Alpha Trion who grimaced.
"Ah, ah!" The newborn tried to one side and struggled with her carrier until her little arm was pointing towards the door leaving everyone surprised.
...then Megatron remembered something.
"Can Slipstream and Starscream enter?" He asked watching the wiggling sparkling who insistently pointed at the door as if wanting something from there.
Ratchet hesitated.
"Its ok, she won't be overwhelmed," Ultra Magnus assured the old medic who nodded and went for them. Seconds later the carrying seeker entered with his firstborn.
"Hi Aurora!" Exclaimed Slipstream leaving everyone surprised. So far no one told her the sparkling's name.
And said sparkling giggled when the femmling passed her hand and she took a little finger.
Alpha Trion and Magnus shared a knowing look but say nothing...
Then Slipstream said something that shocked them all...especially Alpha Trion because he was sure he had not taught his student that ancient language...
...the language of the allspark!
"*He's here too and is eager to see you. Soon we will all be together again.*"
Silence followed only interrupted by the gurgling and cooing of the newborn sparkling who seemed to nod.
Even Starscream was shocked. He'd never heard Slipstream speak like that.
"Sweetspark...umm... Where did you learned that? Tell carrier."
The only one capable of understanding -besides Aurora- was Alpha Trion who more than anything wanted to know what was happening!
"What?" She turned from the now sleeping Aurora towards her carrier.
"Where did you learn that language?" Tried again Starscream.
"What language?" She said as if really not knowing what happened.
"You said funny things." Valour now said. "We couldn't understand you."
"I did?" She said scratching her helm and watched her fiancée nod. "Really? Umm.. I don't recall doing so."
At that statement Starscream winced, his own creation squirmed around in his liquid.
"Well, I bet it was just Sparkling nonsense, nah! Now Alpha Trion must rest! So, everybody out!" Ratchet said pushing everybody, except the Magnus out.
"You both need to rest," he now ordered. "I'm sure I don't need to say that any interfacing would not be a smart idea."
They both nodded as Ratchet's expression softened and he said. "Spend the day strengthening your bond with each other, you've only just bonded haven't you?"
"We have," Ultra Magnus admitted. "Trion, do you want me to move you to a clean berth?"
"That would be good," his mate agreed, he didn't want to lay in the afterbirth all day.
With Ratchet's help, Ultra Magnus lifted his mate and daughter onto a new berth and carefully cleaned them both up. Once that was done, the tired old Mech lay back, exhausted from the night and morning's events. Ultra Magnus climbed up beside him as their daughter yawned and snuggled down.
"We'll leave you be," Ratchet said gruffly and he left with Laser.
"I wonder what that was all about?" Ultra Magnus murmured causing Alpha Trion to say. "Hmm?"
"Young Slipstream, I didn't understand what she was saying," he explained.
"I did," he admitted. "But I can't believe it."
Ultra Magnus looked curiously at his mate.
"She said something about, 'he is here as well, soon we will all be together.' That's more or less it."
"What in Primus's name could that mean?" Ultra Magnus said, dumbfounded. "And how did she know Aurora's name, we hadn't even discussed names."
"I have no idea," Alpha Trion said tiredly. "I need to sleep."
"Of course," Ultra Magnus said tenderly. "You did wonderfully Trion, you just rest now."
"Is she alright?" the other asked softly. "Does she need to feed?"
"I believe for now she is alright," Ultra Magnus assured him. "You just rest."
Alpha Trion nodded before slipping off into recharge. His mate kissed him and their daughter before following his example.
Meanwhile...
Kaon's palace...
"Yes? That's good news! Yes, thank you, sire... Yes, I miss you too...and Valour... No, I'm ok... Yes, thanks, love you too daddy... Bye."
Red Alert sighed while reclining herself against her chair. She couldn't believe it: Alpha Trion just gave birth after consummating his bond!
How funny.
She got up and walked towards her dispenser and filled a cube to the half and drunk it, then went to her balcony and opened the door and gazed at the skies.
Sighing again she drank more and for once in her life she felt so alone...
Valour was not there to run all over the place, nor her father whom she loved so much and could talk about anything with him. Her brother was not an option, he was bonded and now his mate is carrying.
The femme wondered if this feelings were because everyone around her, her closest ones were getting sparked and her body reacted wanting some too.
"That can't be..." She shook her head and sighed again before drinking the last remains of her cube.
However, she missed her family dearly and no matter how much she buried herself in her work couldn't ignore that she was the only one who was being left behind...
...even her sire had a candidate!
That pink femme guard, Arcee came often to see him too and she seemed really interested in him no matter that he looked much older than her.
She entered back and closed the window still feeling alone, sat in her sofa and soon lay on it and offlined her optics entering in recharge ignoring the sadness in her spark.
...without knowing that outside, at the other side of her door was Hook not deciding to knock up her door and ask her in to tell her the news.
"What if she's asleep?" He told himself scratching the back of his head. "Then she must know that her brother have a new sister!" He tried again almost knocking this time.
"Oh! What the frag, Hook?! Just knock!" He finally convinced himself to knock and waited for her to answer...
...there was no answer.
He tried again. "Come on, Red..."
..no answer.
The CMO then looked around and decided to use something he hadn't used in a while and it was given to him in case of an emergency...
...he used his overriding code to open her door, and it worked!
Once said door was open, he stepped inside looking for the femme... And found her asleep on her sofa.
Shaking his head and sighing, he decided to take her to her own berth. She didn't reacted or even stirred, so he placed her gently on the soft surface of her berth... And soon was admiring her too much.
So beautiful... He needs to touch her...
And he did!
Touched her face, neck, arm...torso...legs...
...and soon was above her tasting her soft, delicate and -he was sure about this- untouched lips.
The old CMO couldn't help but moan as he deepened the kiss and felt the taste of the energon she just consumed... And something else.
Apparently she used a drug to sleep and that was the cause of why she was not reacting.
He moved away from her...not ashamed at all at his doing but feeling sorry that she needed to use medicine to sleep... Or maybe she used it because she just received the news and needed to rest so she will awake tomorrow early?
The old mech didn't know, just that she was just too delicious to just lay or sit next her without touching her and doing something more dirty...
"Primus!" He groaned feeling his interface equipment activating.
The need of touching her was so overwhelming that he had to use his entire willpower to get out and away from there... If he dares to touch her more he won't stop and if she finds out what he did she will never forgive him! Without thinking about the punishment Megatron will give him.
So he ran to his own apartment, hurried to the shower and released his aching spike.
"Wow...!" He exclaimed. "So long since the last time you desired some action."
Said this he took it in hand and stroked himself to overload screaming the name of the femme he desired as his spike released so much transfluid that he felt he let go out everything he hadn't in the last millennium.
After that he went to his berth and collapsed on it still moaning Red Alert's name.
...
The next morning he found her speaking with that butterfly... Hotrod, he believed is his name...
...only for him to take her in a tight embrace and lick her face before trying to get her to open her legs.
"No! Let go of me!" She tried as the bugformer was like hypnotized and only desired one thing from her.
"I need you...you're untouched... I like untouched ones..." He purred while assaulting her neck.
"Stop this Hotrod!" She tried once again only to have him smelling her neck and inhaled deeply.
"I can smell your innocence..."
She growled and allowed him to spread her legs, but when he thought he won her over she moved her legs higher up towards his shoulder, turned, trapped his arms and kicked him hard on the face with her heels once, twice and even a third time until the bug fell on the ground unconscious.
"Fragger!" She hissed in rage before noticing her boss standing there with a huge wrench like ready to beat the now unconscious bug.
She cleared her voice and stood proudly again. "Sir," She said before walking away with a stoic and poker face as if nothing just happened.
The CMO was left behind with the now unconscious and bleeding mech until other medics and nurses came to his aid.
One of the older nurses told him. "She's not what she looks like, sir, go... She needs a hug. Go, we got everything under control."
He looked at one of his best nurses and friends and nodded and went after the young medic...
...however she was nowhere near the medbay so he left and asked for her around and eventually found her in the garden sitting on her knees, hugging her own frame and crying silently... It was not the first time a patient tried to rape her, but her daddy was always there to protect her or hug her afterwards... However today she was alone.
Hook couldn't resist that sight and hurried towards her side and hugged her tightly. To his surprise she hadn't rejected him and cried on his shoulder instead.
He allowed her to cry and just held her until eventually he felt her calming down slightly.
"You did really well against him," he complimented.
"I-it's not the first time," she murmured, making his insides burn with rage at the thought this had happened before. "Bots sometimes try to attack their medics or nurses...except for Sire, no one would dare do anything and h-he always says he's too old for anyone to want to anyway."
"I know how he feels," Hook said wryly, he doubted that thought had even occurred to the horniest bot in a very long time. "But I think there might be something wrong with that butterfly, we'll need to have him analysed."
"He could smell my innocence," she said with a tremble. "It seems to matter to a lot of people."
"Well it shouldn't," Hook declared. "So what if you haven't interfaced, you are worth so much more than that. You are a fantastic medic, a wonderful mother and a lovely femme."
To his slight alarm, this made her tremble more as she said. "I miss my son."
He was silent, allowing her to offload her feelings.
"I miss being with him all the time, being woken up by him, making breakfast, going into work, having him visit me, doing fun things afterwards, seeing how everyone around him lights up, having our evening meal, visiting my Sire, reading him a story and tucking him in at night. I know it's stupid but I raised him since he was a newspark. I fed him with my own feeding tube, I heard his first words and saw him take his first steps. I was there for everything and now I'm going to miss it."
Hook realised she must have been thinking about this a lot and who could blame her.
"Most kids are grown before their creator has to let them go," he said gently. "It's natural that you're upset, you did raise him from birth. But even though things won't be the same, you haven't lost him, you'll always be his mother and he loves you."
"I know but I'll barely see him," she said miserably, he knew she hated being this way.
"I wouldn't be so sure," he said with a small smile. "Now that lugnut's realised his mate's worth, I think they will both need all the help they can get with Valour. It may not seem like it at times but Megatron is an Emperor with an Empire to run, he will have to be away from Cybertron at times. And I'm sure Optimus will want to do more than simply be a pretty thing on our Emperor' arm. He'll want to get out and do things and won't be able to take his children with them. I'm not saying they are going to abandon their little ones but I don't think they will be looking after them full time. You can help them, together, the three of you can raise Valour and his little sibling."
"Really?" she asked, looking into his optics.
"Really," he said with a nod. "Talk to Optimus, arrange to have Valour part of the time, even though he loves his creators, he isn't ready to be completely separated from you. You're not alone Red."
With more tears running from her optics, she embraced him in a tight hug and he held her close.
"Thank you," she said gratefully. "I know I'm being foolish, it just felt like I was being left behind."
"You'll never be left behind," he assured her, rubbing her back. "If you even feel down, just give me a call, I'm always available to talk."
"Thank you," she said again. "Maybe...you'd take me for a drink later? We should celebrate Optimus's new sister."
"Sounds good," he said, his spark feeling elated at the thought of going out with her with no suspicious Sire in sight. But despite his own longing and Ratchet's assumptions, he would not pounce on Red Alert the first opportunity he got, there were some advantages to being his age. Sure, if she wanted it and wasn't just in a bad emotionally state, he'd go for it but other than that...he could keep his hands to himself.
...
The next day...
Iacon..
Magnus' estate...
"Mama!" Valour exclaimed running at high speed towards Red's arms who soon were encasing him tightly against her chest.
"Valour..." She hugged him tight and rolled on her heels. "My son! How you've been?"
"Good, Mama." He exclaimed and kissed her cheek making her chuckle. "We're learning how to speak properly; grandsire hired some teachers to help us with it," He beamed. "Except Slipstream... She's always with grandsire and Aurora because she already knows those things, Aurora is my aunt and she's so cute!"
Red Alert heard her sparkling babble happily and soon was taking him to the garden and just heard him talk and talk about everything... Even how that Mirage was after his fiancé and how much that bothered him.
She just shook her head and heard him like waiting for this moment to never end.
However she still had to visit her father in Iacon's main hospital and Scalpel. She missed them both dearly.
"Can I go too, mama?" Valour asked and was practically pleading her.
"But sweetspark, you have lessons..." She tried but her adorable son was now looking at her with his huge, shiny and blue optics...something she usually couldn't resist.
"Fine... I'll take you, but once you come you better study twice what you left."
Valour beamed and nodded eagerly.
Once in the hospital...
"We better go to the restrooms... Our restrooms as we wait for daddy and Scalpel," She said to her son who nodded.
Both Ratchet and Scalpel were busy with an emergency, there was an accident and several bots were badly hurt. Red would have helped but she preferred to spend until the last second with her son, so, they took the elevator down to the morgue.
"I miss this place," Valour started as the lights flicked on and off as they walked through the corridors and even some haunting sounds were heard. "I always loved how grandpapa customized this place."
She smiled, then stopped suddenly as the lights flicked on and off again...and they were not supposed to.
"Mama?" Valour tried but she was looking around to see who was following them.
"It's nothing, sweetspark... I guess I just imagined it," She said as they resumed their walking...
...but this time she swore she heard something...
However before she can turn, felt something sharp piercing through her vein making her gasp loudly soon and everything was darkness for her.
...
"Stupid aftholes, don't they know that play with bombs will get you killed?!" Ratchet barked as he and Scalpel descended towards the morgue where he was informed his daughter and grandson were waiting.
"Well, seriously they are aftholes, I wonder what their creators used to make their processors? Waste metal?!" This time Scalpel also grunted.
Then the elevator reached their destiny and they headed to the restrooms, but once in the customized corridor they saw a little body lying on the ground unconscious.
Ratchet's optics widened recognizing the mechling; "Valour!" He ran and lifted up his grandson. Scalpel also hurrying.
The little mech seemed to stir: "Uhh...mama...?" He groaned lifting a hand to his head where he seemed to receive a nasty beating. "Mama? Where's my mama?!" He suddenly onlined his optics and looked around in alarm. "Grandpapa? Where's mama?!" He cried as if feeling in his spark that not everything was alright.
Scalpel lifted up and looked around before calling: "Red?"
No answer but his echo.
"Mama!" Valour tried only to have the same result. "Mama!"
Ratchet and Scalpel looked at each other, the same horrible thought occurring to them. Red Alert wasn't here.
"We'll find her," Ratchet assured his little grandson. "Scalpel will just have a look around here and I'll take you upstairs to get that wound treated.
"I want mama," Valour bawled, tears exploding from his optics from the pain in his head and the spark clenching fear that his mother was gone. "Where's mama?"
"I don't know," Ratchet replied hoarsely. "I-I'm sure she's around here somewhere, we will find her."
"Promise?" Valour said with watery optics as Ratchet stood up with his grandson in his arms.
"I promise," Ratchet said instantly as Scalpel started looking around, in case the young medic was simply unconscious and hidden from sight. But at the same time, he called security, letting them know that someone had attacked little Valour and his mother was missing. They were instantly on the alert, no one was allowed to leave until it was clear they did not have Red Alert and their alibis checked out.
But the kind female Medic was nowhere to be found.
...
"Ooh," groaned Red Alert as she slowly came awake.
The lighting was dim and her body was feeling rather sluggish which she recognised as the after effects of a sedative. However, her mind couldn't seem to work out just why she'd been given one, she couldn't remember falling ill or injured. The berth she was on was extremely soft and as she glanced around she also saw that it was a very large one, perhaps the biggest she'd ever laid optics on.
"I don't understand," she murmured, seeing the silk hangings above her berth and what appeared to be a crystal jug filled with a glowing blue liquid. It was as though she'd landed in a wealthy bot's room but that couldn't be. Of course, Valour's Sire was wealthy but even his quarters weren't quite this...opulent.
She shoved herself up but fell down again, her limbs were like jelly. Weakly, she glanced around the room again, trying to work out again where she was.
"Uh," she gasped as a door opened and for a moment, she was blinded by the light flooding it but almost instantly, the light was blocked by a massive form. She stared in amazement as the huge bot walked with surprisingly quiet steps over to the berth and blue optics stared down at her.
"You're awake," a soft voice stated. She didn't reply, just looked up at him.
"You might not remember me," he continued, his tone a little nervous and also excited. "My name is Angelwings."
"Angelwings?" she replied, frowning as she tried to remember where she had heard that name before. Thankfully, his size helped her to narrow it down.
"You...you were a badly injured shuttle," she said slowly. "I treated you..."
"Yes," he said earnestly, suddenly kneeling beside her berth but still managing to look down on her. "Thanks to you, I was healed up better than ever. I've never forgotten you."
It wasn't unusual for her to meet bots she'd treated vorns previously and who had expressed gratitude. But she still couldn't quite understand why she was here or indeed, why he was here.
"I'm...glad you're doing well," she stated in her gentle tone and he beamed at her. "Where...?"
"In my quarters," he replied. "I hope you like them."
"I...," she stammered, she had no idea what to say to this.
"You probably can't see them properly," he said sheepishly. "But I didn't want to disturb you while you slept so I turned all the lights down. How are you feeling?"
"Alright I suppose...I don't remember what happened...," she told him, hoping he would supply the answer.
And he did.
"You fainted... And I brought you here."
"What?" She tried. Why would she faint and why would he bring her 'here'? And... Where is 'here'?
"Don't worry, everything's okay... You have nothing to fear," The mech assured her softly while reaching closer to caress her head.
She tensed; that tone and those words were dangerous, she knew!
"Why am I here?" Red Alert tried again as she involuntarily processed who this mech was.
"Because," He just said continuing with his caress.
It was then when the file reached her processor and she remembered him fully...
... Angelwings... Doctor Angelwings! He came one day badly hurt to the hospital and she treated him personally... No... There was something else...
She gasped, he was one of her classmates back in the academy, one of the best, an expert in drugs and a medic as well! He was silent and many bullied him because he was different...
...however his bully's always ended up bad in different ways that were untreatable, she always thought it was his family who took part in his protection, but considering she was drugged to get here...
"Oh Primus! You... YOU drugged me!" She finally deduced and he smiled kindly at her.
"Why? Why would you do that?!" She demanded and he just shook his head.
"It was the only way you would have come with me... I... I need you, Red... I love you."
Red Alert's spark froze for an eternal second as she stared at him waiting for him to say to her that this was a joke... But his face remained just as the look in his optics.
"I love you... I always did... Since the first moment I saw you in the academy and the feeling only went stronger when you helped me after-" The young shuttle started but stopped dead looking at the door.
"No... Angelwings... You... You can't... I... I mean... You can't kidnap- ah!" She tried then gasped as he emptied another shot of the drug in her.
"Shh... Its okay... I'll protect you... I promise... I love you Red... Now... Grandsire will check on you and then approve you... I can barely wait for him to say yes... I will love you and we will make love..." He finished excitedly hugging her...
...and horrifying her more!
But now she couldn't move or speak... Just groan helplessly!
This mech is crazy!
'In what slag did I get myself into this time?!'
As she processed this, the door opened again blinding her before another huge mech entered and closed the door.
"Lighten up your quarters, Angelwings! What you think I am?!" The newcomer barked harshly making even her flinch at the horrible and intimidating sound.
"S- sorry grandsire... At once!" Stuttered the younger and the lights turned on causing her to offline her optics, roll her head to the side and groan miserably.
"She seems like cared and well-polished, beautiful... She's not an orphan, where did you get her?" The elder asked.
"Her name is Red Alert... She's a medic-"
"Red Alert?! The Hatchet's daughter?!" Roared the other before grabbing his grandson's wings making the younger cry and beg for forgiveness until he stopped. "Idiot!"
"S- sorry...grandsire..." Angelwings tried.
Then the elder considered this and frowned before reaching for her and touched her closed panel making her jump slightly at the feeling.
"An untouched virgin... And I know who she is... A prodigy... Yes, she will produce suitable heirs... No one will search for her here, no matter what. I would guess her father has already alerted the authorities... And her brother, the Consort is off world. Good... I approve... But keep her watched," The patriarch said causing Angelwings to beam at him happily.
"You... You do?" the younger shuttle gasped.
"Yes... Virgins are good, they were never dirtied by another's filth... She's all yours, son."
The younger gasped and knelt in front of his leader and said over and over again: "Thank you grandsire, I will not disappoint you!"
As the exchange occurred, Red Alert heard everything and now was utterly terrified... She was going to get used as a breeder for shuttles! And she couldn't even protest.
She was still awake but that drug left her utterly useless. But she supposed even if she'd been able to voice her opinion on the matter, she probably wouldn't have been ignored. It sounded very much as though this had been done before, to vulnerable orphans who would not be missed. How long had this been going on for?
"I don't need to tell you not to mention this to anyone," Skyfall was now warning his grandson who nodded vigorously.
"I've never told anyone my feelings, grandsire."
"Good," Skyfall said with a slight grunt. "Now, be sure and mate with her as soon as possible, I want to see some shuttle sparklings."
"I will grandsire, I promise," Angelwings replied in a voice that was both earnest and excited. Red Alert had an extremely bad feeling about this.
"Excellent," the older Shuttle said before giving Red Alert a speculative look. "A well-known medic, she could perhaps be useful in that capacity...I will think over the matter and inform you of my decision."
"Yes grandsire," the younger said with a respectful nod.
"I'll leave you now, you've taken a while but I think you've made a good choice," Skyfall said as he made his way towards the door. Pausing, he turned and gave his grandson a serious, stern look.
"I mean it boy, do it soon, you'll have far less hassle in the long run."
"Yes sir," was the instant reply and Skyfall finally left.
The young shuttle doctor clasped his hands together in glee before dropping to Red Alert's side once more.
"He approved, I can't believe it," he exclaimed ecstatically. "I mean, I was sure he would but you never know..."
She couldn't say anything to this, only made a small noise of distress.
"I didn't actually care about you being a virgin," he suddenly said, caressing her cheek. "It wouldn't have mattered to me but Grandsire cares about that sort of thing. We're not supposed to take well known Femmes but I knew the risk was worth it, you are worth it Red."
His tone was gentle, he really seemed to believe what he was saying. She didn't have time to ponder this as he suddenly leaned forward and tenderly pressed his lips to hers. Since all she could do was move her lips or roll her head slightly, she was utterly helpless to stop him as he deepened the contact. With a shudder, he released her and gasped.
"That was wonderful, you taste so nice."
"Hnn," she mumbled as he smiled at her.
"I'll show you how much I love you," he declared. "I'll give you amazing pleasure, the like you've never experienced before. You'll see, I will be a good lover to you."
She had no protest to offer this deluded love sick shuttle.
Then again another needle pierced through her vein making her flinch at the sting.
"You will see..." he said lifting up from the berth and offlined once again the lights before returning to her side. "Soon you will feel amazing."
And indeed, not even seconds later Red Alert felt her body heat up and she onlined back her optics now that the room was darkened again... An odd and strange feeling ran all over her body and intensified itself right between her legs.
"Ah!" She cried and squirmed closing tightly her legs as the strange feeling transformed itself into an annoying ache deeply inside her, burning her from the inside out... Causing her unused and untouched valve to lubricate copiously and making said fluids to escape from her closed panel. "Ooohh...mphmmm!" She moaned while biting her lower lip not knowing what that was.
"Good..." The young shuttle said watching her squirm and gasp as her arousal peeked before crawling on top her and easily spreading her legs, then rubbed at her closed panel with a finger and this one opened without him even asking. "You smell wonderful..." He added while inhaling deeply, his blue optics shinning and darkening in lust as he devised her untouched purity leak to his soft berth before lowering his head between her legs.
"I always dreamed of you dirtying my berth..." He added before licking at her sweet lubricants and bared valve causing her to jump and cry out in pleasure... And to make more if the sweet smelling fluids escape from her.
"So sweet...delicious..." Angelwings praised before lapping her whole intimacy and then thrust his long and thick glossia inside her.
"Aa~aaahhh!" Cried the femme at the intense sensations she was receiving, everything was just so good that she didn't even know who she was anymore, just wanted this amazing feeling to increase... Even if she hated this shuttle for kidnapping and now molest her...
...how can she hate someone who's making her feel this good?
"Ooohh Primus!" She finally let out in a moan and could feel him smirking as he pleasured her.
Before she can beg for another thing to fill her, besides his glossia, something else, much bigger entered her caressing the inner nodes it could reach.
Then Angelwings reached up for her and kissed her deeply, this time the kiss was reciprocated as he stretched her with one single finger and stroked the sensitive silicone barrier deeply inside her untouched virtue...
She groaned and flushed to his delight.
"See? I told you I will please you."
Then another finger was pushed in making Red Alert gasp and online brightly her optics at the intense but amazing stretch.
"That's it..." He cooed pumping his fingers in and out from her coating completely his hand and making a puddle of her sweet tasting lubricants on his berth. "Just a little more..."
Another finger was pushed in and the femme felt how her valve worked and forced itself to accept the welcome intrusion as she moved -the best she could- her hips up and down trying to ride those fingers.
Angerwing's mouth claimed hers again in a deep, passionate kiss as he settled himself between her legs, pulled out his coated fingers and pushed the tip of his engorged spike in.
"Oooh!" Both cried at the intense feelings, her, the amazing stretch his spike provided her and him, the delicious tight feeling of her virgin valve... All for himself only.
He continued pushing down softly and with not even half of his massive rod in, pulled out softly, only to push back again gently without breaking up her seal yet.
Red Alert panted and gasped in desperation as her valve needed desperately that spike to pierce her deep and poke at something deeply inside her that now seemed to beg for attention.
Her valve was so wet and it only got wetter by the second his spike pulsed in her as if inviting him in... So, with one last, hard thrust, he broke through her seal and buried himself whole into her.
The femme beneath him cried out in a mix of pain and utter pleasure... More pleasure because his rod now caressed and stimulated her deeply buried and greedy nodes... That cared more than the seal breaking and painful stretch to the bottom.
"Ooohhh.. Red..." Moaned the young doctor kissing her again and to her surprise she responded again, but this time wrapped her arms around his neck and with her nails scratched at his perfect white paint making him groan too into the kiss.
Her strength seemed to have returned but made no move to force him off her. Red Alert's body was burning with need and her rational mind completely overwhelmed by the drug she'd been given. All her senses were tingling and the pain of her broken seal was melting away as the pleasure intensified. Apart of her knew this was all wrong, that she shouldn't be returning his gestures but she was not in control.
"I love you," Angelwings cried as he lifted her up the better to penetrate her deeper without putting too much weight on her more delicate body. "I love you so much."
"Uh," was all she could say in return, words weren't really possible.
With her arms around his neck, he used one of his hands to cup her aft, gripping it tightly as he marvelled over the fact he finally had his beautiful Medic in his berth and responding so wonderful to his formula. It just made things so much easier, she'd remember how much she'd enjoyed this session and would want to do it again naturally. And he was sure their coupling would result in a shuttle, probably one who would grow to be a doctor like them. How proud they could both be.
This spike seemed to swell even more as he approached his overload, her tight virgin valve had been too much for him to prolong it. He moaned, holding her even closer as he continued to roll his hips, thrusting deeply into her and listening to her moans. His peak was soon reached and he yelled with exhilaration while he shot his hot load deep into her. Her gasp of surprise made him sigh in pleasure and he continued to pump into her for a bit longer until he was spent. Instead of crushing her, he rolled so that he was on his back and she on top of him.
This action actually caused his spike to go deeper into her making her jump before sinking back onto him. He kissed her slightly bruised lips, gently caressing her aft and said.
"That was better than I thought it would be...and I imagined it to be pretty good."
"Hmm," she mumbled, her valve felt strange and that hot liquid he'd pumped into her burned her insides but not necessarily in an unpleasant way.
"Is your valve okay, I wasn't too rough?" he asked anxiously.
Vaguely she considered it before making a small noise. Since her body was still buzzing with pleasure, she couldn't help but suspect if there was going to be discomfort, it would come once her body had had a chance to recover from the drugs she'd been given. But right now, it felt alright so she didn't sound negative to her forced lover.
"Good," he said in relief. "I'll always look after you, I'll never abuse you."
"You silly bot," she thought. "Me being here is already abuse."
Author's note. Can Red Alert find a way to escape? How does this impact her family and loved ones? Find out next time, until then.