Author's note. Happy Birthday to DoodleGreenQueen, enjoy.
Written by me and the-writing-mew.
Enjoy and please review.
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"You're so cute," a femme named Greenlight cooed, she was expecting her first sparkling and so hadn't suffered the spark ache some of the others had.
"Thank you," Valour giggled before turning to Moonbeam and saying. "I know Slipstream and the others...and I've seen the new sparkling."
"Really?" she said longingly, she really wanted to see all of her son's beautiful, living children.
"Yeah and I'm engaged to Slipstream," he added proudly. "I stopped this mean bot trying to get betrothed to her."
"Good boy," she said, patting his head, glad her granddaughter had been spared that. "But is she okay with being betrothed?"
"She wanted it way more than I did," he told her. "I was okay with it but I got worried I might feel different when I got older but I might have to bond with her anyway. So I asked to break up with her and she was really upset and that Mechling tried to take advantage. So I stopped him and said I would be her betrothed to protect her. She's nice and I really like her."
This made the older femme smile and give him a hug. She didn't know much about Decepticons, there was a lot to catch up on. A dark thought passed her mind and she found herself desperately wishing she had still been carrying when Skyfall was taken away. Why did rescue have to come now when yet another of her sparklings was killed?
She couldn't help but cry at the thought.
That surprised Valour who hugged her tighter around her neck.
"Dun cry, its okay, you're free now... You can live with Slipstream and the others, they're all cool and will love you; we will all love you," He said but now she cried harder, in happiness.
"Can't wait to show you everything..." Valour then decided to say to her and just talk to make her feel better as they waited for his sire to finish giving birth.
...
"Gaaaaahhhh!" Megatron roared in pain as his creation moved and positioned to escape him, also it molested how everything was looking at his valve.
"What are you looking aaaaat?!" He barked. "Stop looking and give me something for the pain!"
"W- we can't..." Skystrike tried only to have the Emperor grasping his neck and roar at him in his face in pain at the contractions. "It's...it's too late... You're already too dilated."
"W-what the frag does that mean?!" The birthing mech demanded as one of his hands was held tightly by Optimus.
"That soon you must start pushing."
Silence followed for a few tense seconds as Red Alert entered the medbay followed by her kidnapper and then she asked for information to her sire.
"You will need all your energy to push out your creation," She explained patiently but firmly. "If we drug you now it will not just have little effect but may weaken you and complicate things in the worse scenario."
"Vent, Megatron... Vent," Optimus tried palming his lover's hand in encouragement. "Uhhh!" He then held a scream back as said lover tightened his grip against his hand because another painful contraction attacked.
"Fffff-fraaaag!" Howled Megatron and that alerted every medic or scientist.
"Red! Come over here!" Her sire demanded. "It's coming and your hands are smaller, will need to get your hands into his valve to guide the sparkling out so it won't get stuck... I believe it have wings."
Megatron heard everything and didn't like to have his sister in law's hands in his private parts...but couldn't protest because of the pain and his son might get stuck if she doesn't!
Without counting the fact that he had not received even a little drop of painkiller and if he has to get sliced open to get his son out it will hurt like the pit...
...so her hands sound a lot better.
"Uh.. Oh...oh...ohhh! Take him out!" He roared feeling something big coming though his valve and Red Alert took position, got her little hands into him and guided his creation out slowly.
"Push, Megatron, push! Just a little more and is out."
The Emperor did so howling his effort until there was a sudden relief he couldn't quite explain once the creature was out.
He hadn't even cared about the shuttles' amazed stares as he expulsed his child from his valve, just that it was over and he could finally breathe. His creation cried and Optimus praised him for his good job... Even if he will need to get his hand repaired.
"I love you, you did great," He said kissing him before feeling something pinching his neck. When he turned to see there was Angelwings smiling at him.
"Congratulations, your majesty. I just gave you a painkiller that will stop also the bleeding and any other pain you're suffering."
"Uhh..." He just grunted. It was hard to get his son out and wondered how in the pit Starscream did it ten times!
"Congratulations, Megatron," Red Alert started bringing him his creation closer wrapped in a pink blanket.
That surprised him.
"It's a beautiful femme," She finished getting her on his chest where his creation cooed, cuddled and onlined her big blue optics at him.
However the last statement shocked him.
"A-a Femme?" he repeated dumbly as his creation made gurgling noises at him.
"Yes," Optimus sighed, reaching out to gently stroke his daughter who purred at the contact. "Isn't she wonderful?"
Megatron just nodded, he was too flabbergasted to speak.
"I'll get Valour," Red Alert said gently, she knew her son would want to see his new baby sister.
"Thank you," Optimus said gratefully, he didn't want to leave his child's side. He could not believe he'd helped create such a lovely creature. She chuckled at his expression and quickly exited.
"It's your turn, you know," Optimus said idly, giving his daughter a kiss.
"Whose turn?" Megatron repeated, not understanding in the least.
"To name our child," Optimus reminded him. "I named our son, so you should name our daughter."
He wryly remembered that his sire had been in the same position only a few cycles ago. Fate certainly could be funny.
"Uh...," Megatron stammered, his mind completely blank. He'd mulled over a few Mech names but no Femme names.
"Look at those little wing nubs," Optimus sighed happily, gently touching them and making his daughter squeal with pleasure. They were much more obvious than his son's had been when he was born and he wasn't sure what this meant but didn't mind at all. Both of his children would be able to fly together.
"Sister!" a new voice cried in delight and Megatron looked up tiredly to see Valour bouncing in Red Alert's arms. Behind her, several of the Femmes followed, wanting to see the brand new life.
"Yes, this is your sister," Optimus said happily, taking his son into his arms so he could examine his new sister closely.
"What's her name," Valour asked eagerly.
"Your Sire hasn't named her yet," Optimus said in an amused voice.
"Come on Sire," Valour prompted and Megatron started racking his processor for a decent name.
"Uh...um...," he mumbled, staring at his daughter as she yawned cutely and snuggled down against his chest. How had Optimus managed to come up with such a good name for their son when he'd been in such an emotional state and with only his adoptive father for company?
Primus, he felt so useless right now, his empire had a new princess and he couldn't think of a single name for her.
"I am...," he began. "Going to call her..."
"Come on, come on, think of something decent..."
"Princess..."
"How hard can it be to think of a good name?"
"...Honour!"
"Honour?" Optimus repeated.
"Do you hate it?" Megatron asked nervously.
"I love it," Optimus exclaimed and his mate sighed in relief.
"That rhymes with my name," Valour gasped, clapping his hands together.
"Yes, my darling, it does," Optimus said, hugging and kissing his son tenderly.
"She's beautiful," Moonbeam murmured, allowing Skystrike to hug her.
"I just wish our baby was still here," She whispered so only he could hear making him hug her tighter.
"Lord Megatron?" Skyfire now tried to the tired Emperor.
"Hmm?"
"I'll bring Starscream and our creations here; you're welcome to stay until you recover enough to announce your daughter's birth. Optimus and Valour are also welcome... We owe you too much... You can stay as long as you wish."
"Hmm..." Megatron just grunted nodding tiredly.
"Rest now, sir," The shuttle whispered and indeed Megatron now just spaced out.
His little femme, Honour, "What a big name," Skyfire said to himself, she rested next him.
When he came out he saw the Consort speaking to Shockwave about preparing to announce that Megatron and Starscream, both just gave birth, a femme and a mech.
The Decepticon Ambassador nodded and said he will prepare everything to announce it at once and once his Emperor feels better he and his mate can present their empire their new princess. Optimus thanked him and returned to Megatron's side with their daughter. Soon he and the Consort will be moved into one of the guest's quarters.
After that, Skyfire went back to Iacon's main hospital for Starscream and his creations.
Valour was busy with all the femmes around him and Ratchet couldn't let go of his daughter while looking suspiciously at Angelwings.
"Tell me, sweetspark, did he hurt you?" Ratchet asked softly to his prized daughter.
"No, papa, he hadn't... He was kind and gentle with me, even if he was a little crazy and depressed at the beginning."
"Gentle?!" Her sire roared making her and Angelwings jump slightly. "What do you mean by 'gentle'?! Did that afthole dare to touch you?!"
"Yes."
That was enough to make Ratchet's blue optics blaze in fury making the young shuttle doctor jump back and feel like his soul also jumped out of him as he paled.
"Fragging afthole!" The old medic roared this time standing from near his daughter and took out his bigger wrench. "You'll pay for this!"
"Dad!" Red alert tried but he was already chasing Angelwings who forgot he could fly or was bigger and just ran for his life with the sire of his beloved femme after his aft.
"S-sir... I love your daughter...!" He tried before dodging something.
"Daddy!" The femme medic tried to stop her sire and succeeded when stepping in front of him to stop him from killing the shuttle. "Stop! I enjoyed it! I liked it! He made sure of it!"
Ratchet's anger only fuelled with that statement.
"You... YOU perverted her!" He roared again ready to rip off this shuttle's wings. "You took her innocence! How could you?!"
"I'm sorry," Angelwings apologised. "I was in love with her and it was normal to just take a femme. I was so lonely..."
"That's no excuse," snarled Ratchet. "Did you or did you not rape her?"
The shuttle swallowed heavily before nodding. Just as Ratchet looked ready to lunge at him again, Red Alert said seriously.
"Daddy, I can't change what happened. His grandsire ordered him to sleep with me, he beat him just because I wasn't an orphan. He was damaged from cycles of abuse, he's been brought up being told this is normal."
Taking her Sire's face before he could do anything else.
"I was drugged, I couldn't fight and I wasn't given a choice," she said quietly. "But he also gave me a drug to arouse me, it made my body want it. I know you hate what happened daddy and I don't like how it came about either but at least I didn't suffer as much as I could have. I saw Angel's spark, I helped heal it. Please don't hurt him."
"Red," he said in a chocked voice. "You're my little femme and he hurt you. I've protected you from so many aftholes and he took you from under my nose and tried to turn you into a breeder. You don't know how that makes me feel."
"I don't," she admitted. "I don't have a daughter and I'm so glad Valour hasn't been in that situation. But I do remember how angry I was when his arm was ripped off, I wanted to beat the one who did it senseless. But I've since forgiven him and I want you to do the same daddy."
Before Ratchet could speak, Angelwings came closer and said.
"He's right Red, I was an afthole and I deserve whatever he does to me. I hurt you and your son, I had no right to do what I did. You deserved someone who would have treated you properly, not...allowed their grandsire to inspect and approve you."
"Inspect and approve?! What kind of crazy bots are you?!" Ratchet exclaimed in fury.
The mech flinched but remained in silence.
"Daddy..." His daughter tried as her sire looked at the mech who took her hatefully.
"Let's go," He just said taking her hand and walked away. Red looked at her captor with a mix of emotions... And something bothering her between her legs.
Angelwings did take her innocence... However she will use him to relieve herself as many times as she wished.
Later Skyfire arrived with all his creations and a still comatose Starscream; Red Alert was asked to check on him and her only advice was to let him rest, that his spark needed to recover, and that it will never be the same again... He might not be as strong as he was.
"Is there a solution?" Tried Skyfire.
"There might be..." She trailed off but Skyfire faced her desperately.
"What? Please tell me, I'll do anything!" The shuttle plead.
Red Alert sighed. "I believe a sparkbond can strengthen his spark."
"A sparkbond? Is that it?"
"It's not so easy... You better wait until he awakes and you propose him; he must want it as well and you too must go easy."
"Oh..." The shuttle said lowering his wings. "Ok... Thank you... Red Alert... I... I will remain here with him... Our creations will be busy with the femmes anyways."
She nodded and walked away while thinking where to find her kidnapper...
...only to have several sparklings attaching themselves to her.
"We missed you!" Skywarp said making her chuckle at all the attention.
After that the day went on easy, Alpha Trion, Ultra Magnus and their daughter were also around.
The Magnus' state will be a lonely place now without all those sparklings around. However the Autobot commander seemed to like that idea because of the way he looked at his mate lustfully.
Valour was not letting go of her and even Slipstream was supporting him this time by keeping her there.
But in the end...
"Please excuse me, kids, I need to go and speak to one of my patients here, I hope you understand," She tried.
"Can I go with you, mama, and see?" Valour asked cutely but she had to shake her head.
"No, sweetspark... This is private... This patient doesn't likes to be looked at when examined," She said in a secure tone.
However Slipstream was frowning in suspicion.
"Okay!" She just exclaimed for her and Valour. "Come on, let's go and cheer grandmamma." The seekerlet pulled her fiancée from his mother leaving the doctor femme alone to sneak out back to where she desperately needed to be.
...and she did as fast as she could also avoiding her gloomy sire.
"He will recover... He needs to accept his little femme is a femme now," She said to herself.
However, before she can enter Angelwing's quarters she found herself with her brother...
…who looked at her suspiciously, smirked, petted her shoulder and walked away without another word... Only chuckling in the distance.
The femme was flushed a tomato red, even if Optimus had not speak a word, he knew what she's been up to. Regaining some of her dignity she opened the door only to find Angelwings on his berth, grasping his spike tightly while trying to bring himself to overload. He was so busy doing this and so far failing that she stood there at the end of his berth and enjoyed the show.
"Uh...!" He groaned as he failed once again and onlined back his optics only to find that beautiful femme there standing and smirking at him. "R-red? Can't...can't you knock?!"
"No..." She purred crawling towards him making his spike twitch in his hand and release more pre-fluids. "I wouldn't have been capable of seeing such show..."
"R-red..." He barely gasped as she straddled him grasping his dripping spike softly.
"Shh...don't speak... Just give me what I need... And in return I might reward you."
The young doctor nodded dumbly. "Whatever milady wants..."
The femme above him grinned further and positioned her entrance before slowly impaled herself onto him making him groan and throw back his head in pleasure.
"Oohhhh... Red..."
"Hmm... So hard and thick already... Yet you failed to come..." She stated rolling her hips.
"Yes...yes! I need you..!" Her shuttle groaned as she slowly rode him...
It was just so delicious to have her taking control that he let her do whatever pleased her to him.
He took her innocence and virginity…So now he better bear to the consequences.
"Ah!" She gasped as he went deeper and his head reached her deeply hidden roof node, then looked down and watched in amazement how her valve could stretch so much to accommodate this giant...and it feels amazing!
"Why do you keep coming back?" he asked in amazement, he really couldn't believe it.
"I'm not sure," she said with a long sigh. "Perhaps that drug you gave me has addictive after effects. Did you know what would happen when someone comes off it?"
"Uh," he said, rather distracted by her flush face. "There...there shouldn't be anything bad or long lasting effects."
"Hmm, we'll see," she said unconcernedly, still riding him.
"Yes milady," was all he could say, his own being forcefully letting him know
That this kind of release was much more preferable to what he'd previously been doing.
...
"You're so beautiful," Moonbeam cooed as she carefully polished her eldest grandchild who also happened to be her only granddaughter.
"So are you," Slipstream replied, relaxing in her grandmother's arms. "You're lovely."
"Thank you," Moonbeam said, trying not to think about how it was her beauty that had gotten her kidnapped, the same for all the others. She knew she should dwell on what had happened, especially with her handsome son and all his wonderful children but it was hard at times. "How is your carrier?"
"I think he's doing better," Slipstream sighed. "But he hasn't woken up yet. Red Alert said that Sire should bond with him."
"Your Sire always spoke of him when he visited," Moonbeam said, chuckling as one of her other grandchildren offered her a crystal berry which she accepted. He snuggled her side, enjoying being near her when his carrier was resting. "He does love him very much."
"I believe that," admitted the younger Femme. "I used to think he was sparkless, like his horrible grandsire but he's not. He just sometimes acted cold cause he didn't know how to be warm."
Moonbeam nodded her understanding as another seeker filled her lap.
"He came to tell me that you fear and hate him," The beautiful grandmother said leaving her granddaughter think for a moment. "He said it was a mistake but never dwell on it."
Slipstream indeed thought about it and now all her brothers were looking up at her for an answer.
"However he said that your brothers follow you and you only, that they obey you without a question," Moonbeam continued waiting for her to speak.
...and she did.
"He... He rejected me... When I was born his grandsire was there and he called me many horrible things... He also ignored me and left with the rest of his family... Years later Thundercracker... He was being naughty and sire beat him to the wall and almost destroyed him... After that I felt he hated us for not being shuttles... And feared him as well because he could beat us so easily... He's just so big..."
The elder femme hugged the femmling tight as she fought with tears.
"Its okay, sweetspark... I understand... But he loves you, I know that, he always came to me and told me how sorry he was for the mistake he committed, and he is, I know my son, he loves you all dearly even if he was imitated the violence from... From Skyfall... He just need to learn and you're perfect to teach him how to be a good sire."
Slipstream nodded and thought about that.
Later, after she left her grandmother and brothers together, she found Valour looking for his mother around in a worried face.
"Where is my mama?" He said almost crying to her.
She offered him a smile and a pat on his shoulder.
"I think I know where she might be," She said before running towards another young shuttle with his carrying femme on his lap and cuddled with her. "Excuse me?" She tried and the couple looked down at her smiling at her cuteness. "Can you tell me where is Angelwing's quarters?"
The mech told her where and she thanked him before running back with Valour in search for said place.
"She's so cute..." The femme breathed. "I hope we have a little femme too."
The mech kissed her forehead and hugged her tighter. "I will love anything you give me, mech, femme, shuttle or grounder... Its yours after all... Ours."
She smiled at him and they kissed.
Meanwhile Slipstream took Valour by his hand and looked around for that specific door... And found it.
"This is it!" She exclaimed but stopped Valour from opening it. "Stop! She might be busy and its bad etiquette open it without the ones inside giving you permission!"
"Oh! Sorry..." He said before his femmefriend put her audio against the door and heard banging noises inside along with...
"Oh... Angel! Harder! Faster! Deeper! Yes! Ohhh yes!"
That was Red Alert... And the shuttle just moaned and groaned.
Taking her audio off the door she shook her head to Valour. "She's busy... Very busy."
"What? What's she's doing?" Asked a worried Valour.
"She's dominating him... We must leave them alone until she finishes and comes out." Slipstream answered matter-of-factly making Valour blink.
"Huh?"
"Yep... Your mama is dominating her kidnapper, she must be teaching him a lesson for taking her away."
"Oohhhhh...!" Exclaimed Valour. "Can we go and see?!"
Slipstream just shook her head. "Nope... We can interrupt her and everything then will be useless; but she's fine, come on, we will ask later how she went," She finished offering him a smile and he gave her his hand before walking away.
"We better go with Bee... He must be busy around with all those femmes fawning at him," Giggled the mechling.
His friend was very popular here because of his huge blue optics and all the femmes wanted to cuddle with him... And feed him with sweets.
Slipstream giggled too and the two head back to the gardens.
"Slips?" Valour asked thoughtfully.
"Yeah?" she said with a sweet smile.
"Is that Shuttle gonna be mama's boyfriend?" he said, looking at her with his bright optics.
She considered it.
"I don't know," she said finally. "She wasn't interested in being anyone's femmefriend, just being your mama. But now I think she might want to date."
His face clouded a little and she quickly said.
"That doesn't mean she isn't gonna be there for you, she really missed you."
"I was really scared when she was taken," he admitted. "I don't wanna lose her again."
"You won't," she assured him. "The most that'll happen is you might get a new step daddy. Like I said before, she's just teaching Angelwings a lesson, he needs to learn it's not polite to steal Femmes."
Valour nodded, adding. "I really glad you and your brothers didn't have to grow up with that horrible old shuttle. He sounds evil."
She grimly nodded, she and the others would probably have been beaten on a regular basis if he hadn't just killed them. It was ironically just as well that they'd been rejected by the decrepit old monster. However, it had still hurt when their own sire had rejected them.
But she was glad she had a chance to know the good members of his family, his mother was lovely and his Sire didn't seem that bad although he seemed unsure around his grandchildren. As long as he treated Moonbeam well, Slipstream was happy to be patient with him.
"Hi," Bee greeted them, relaxing in yet another Femme's arms as she stroked his head.
"So cute," she cooed. "I want a sparkling just like you."
Valour and Slipstream giggled as Bumblebee beamed at the praise he was receiving. He always soaked up attention, especially when his carrier was busy with his racing and his Sire was just plain busy. Which was why he loved being so close with Valour, Slipstream and her brothers, it meant he got to hang out with their families a lot. And it was good to know he was still considered cute.
"Open wide," the Femme now commanded with a giggle, holding a little treat in her hand. Bumblebee obeyed and she popped the treat in, watching as he happily chewed.
"You're gonna get fat," Valour teased and Bee stuck out a bright red glossia.
"No I'm not," he retorted. "I'll burn it off later, I can race like my carrier."
"Can you go really fast?" his admirer asked and he nodded proudly.
"I'm the fastest," he boasted making his friends laugh at how he was soaking up the affection these femmes were giving him.
...
Sometime later Red Alert finally returned to Kaon, the sparklings however were left there since Alpha Trion insisted in educating them in politics and etiquette for the future.
Starscream had not awoken yet and rested in Skyfire's house; also, the shuttle's family offered the medic femme to work for them and also to keep an optic to Starscream and the other femmes, her knowledge on sparks and processors was priceless...
...she couldn't refuse that offer because if she stayed there will be her son... And that big source of pleasure she enjoyed very much; besides the income as well.
Megatron agreed because his friend's health worried him more than looking Hook's drama as the old CMO still tried to invite Red for a date and will continue trying once she's back...
...also he wondered how will he feel once he realizes his beloved young medic femme had her innocence taken?
"Don't..! Stop that!" Hook barked to a little green, big opticed creature who was munching on one of his tools and took it out of it's mouth ignoring the creature's cry.
"You! Get down from there!" He said to another black with green one.
Well...at least the third of them was sleeping peacefully.
As Red Alert entered she couldn't believe the show. What are those creatures?
Then she remembered when the resemblance they held to their sire hit her head...
This were Wasp's creations!
They resembled little squishy winged worms with big blue optics. Their wings were small just as their eight or more legs and seemed to enjoy biting things for poor Hook's disgrace.
"Stay still!" He tried again with another bark as two of them disobeyed again.
The femme finally entered and took one from the wall and the other from munching a table and walked towards a slowly getting crazy Hook.
"Are these yours?" She said hugging them to her chassis. "They are so soft and squishy."
Hook remained petrified watching the femme as if seeing her for the first time ever.
"Do you need to study them?" The femme tried as one of them tried to squirm out of her grasp.
The old CMO just nodded dumbly; she looked even more beautiful than before.
"Red..." He gasped and run towards her before hugging her tight but still without molesting the techno-organic sparklings. "You're okay, thanks Primus!"
She was surprised at the hug but then again, her kidnapping must have come as a shock. Since she was holding the sparklings, she couldn't hug him back but did say.
"I'm fine, it wasn't always the most pleasant but I'm alright."
"I couldn't believe it," he muttered, still holding her. "It was...
"Out of the blue?" she chuckled as the sparklings squirmed in her grasp and started trying to chew on Hook's arm. "Yes, it was. He seems to have done it on a spur of the moment."
Hook growled, startling the sparklings who stopped chewing. Red Alert glanced down and chuckled before gently pushing Hook away so that his armour was protected.
"They're adorable," she cooed and he grumbled, he frankly didn't find them that appealing but that was mostly because of how naughty they were.
"I'm guessing they will lose this form and become more robotic in appearance," she mused. "Since their mothers are full Cybertronian and their father is only half organic."
"That First Aid seems to think that," he muttered. "He helped deliver them."
"I hope everything is going well with Wasp," she said, stroking two of his children, the other still slept. There was a lot she had to catch up on.
"Yeah, he's doing well, he's looking after his femmes," Hook assured her. "Their systems were a little stressed from carrying techno-organic sparklings so Wasp is thoroughly pampering them."
He was indeed, Hook couldn't remember when he'd seen happier Femmes.
"Good," she said warmly. "What about that Hot Rod, how is he doing?"
"He's getting therapy," he said sombrely. "But he's having a hard time accepting he has this other, primeval side that just takes him over. He wants to be normal with a normal processor."
"Understandable," she said simply. "But I'm glad he's getting help, he needs it."
"Hmm," he said before asking. "So...when are you coming back to work?"
"I won't be," she said and his optics widened in horror.
"You're not?" he whispered.
"I've been asked to assist with the shuttle family," she explained. "The pay is good, I can really help them and I'll be close to my son. He's going to be staying in Iacon for a while, to learn more. Eventually, he'll probably return here to and hopefully resume his duties but I want to be close to him so I will go where he does."
Hook felt like his world was shattering.
"Also, the Air Commander has not awaken yet from his coma after birthing his son and the Emperor himself asked me to assist him," She continued but Hook seemed to pale with each word.
"I know, it's sudden but... Its orders and I hope you understand too that this is also for my son."
The old CMO felt light headed as he seemed to receive the worst news ever and he just blacked out leaving behind a worried femme and two surprised sparklings.
"And here I was thinking he would have taken the news better," She said to herself...or the sparklings.
Now the lone femme medic looked around for a place to place this two naughty creatures until, for her surprise, the Decepticon Ambassador entered looking for Hook.
"Oh! I see he's unavailable, I'll return later," He started but she stopped him.
"Sir, please, another couple of hands will serve me right, please..." Said Red Alert passing him the two squishy creatures before assisting her now former boss.
As Shockwave held the two sparklings he looked at them amazed, especially since he knew who sired them.
"Red!" A young medic exclaimed and jumped her before hugging her tight. "I really missed you! Are you ok? Were you hurt? Did... Did he... Hurt you?"
"I'm fine, Aid... Now please help me with Hook..." She tried and the younger let go of her.
Once Hook was on a berth, the young medic hugged her again ignoring completely the mute Ambassador.
"Let go, Aid, this is awkward..." She said darkly and he obeyed immediately.
"Uh... S-sorry... I just missed you badly..." He flushed. "Uhh... Umm.. You... You returned here to work?"
"No, I just came for some things before returning to Iacon, the shuttle family hired me to look after their femmes and the Emperor wants me to look after Starscream... I'm repeating myself... Look, can you give this to Hook? I really must go now."
Her words were confusing for him but he took the offered datapad and just nodded silently. He just understood she was now going to work with shuttles on Iacon.
"Thanks Aid, I must go now...and oh, the Ambasador have the sparklings, we will see around." She finished and walked away leaving two mute mechs behind.
Finally First Aid reacted and went for the sparklings; however Shockwave still held them and his single optic stared at the younger questioning ones.
"She was asked to go there, she will be fine," The cyclops said.
"But... But... I thought that it was them who took her away and now she's... She's..."
"Do you know the details?" Shockwave tried.
First Aid nodded. "I now know what they've been up to and wanted my beautiful Red for their breeder... But... Oh Primus! She was abused!" He exclaimed in horror ready to go for her.
However Shockwave stopped him. "She wasn't, she was taken and apparently her captor mated with her but never hurt her."
"Mated?! Never hurt her?!" Roared the younger making the sparklings flinch and cover on Shockwave's chest. "My Red was a virgin! An innocent creature! How could he?! How could he?!"
Luckily Shockwave lacked from a face as he watched the young medic panic.
"And...and she's going back to them?! Why?!"
"I've told you why... And please, whatever happened to her there is her business, don't bring it up because it will upset her, she knows how to look after herself and she was the one who convinced her kidnapper to return her and free the other femmes," Shockwave tried seeing a horrified First Aid.
None of them noticed that Hook was awake and hearing everything, his spark breaking and his anger building... He will kill that fragging shuttle for daring to touch his beautiful femme!
...no, first will rip off his spike and shove it into his aft, then kill him.
The younger medic lost all dignity and was crying openly now to Shockwave's worry...
...without noticing an entering Wasp who came for his creations and found them in a certain mech's arms...
Shockwave turned around and paled at the sight of this much taller mech who frowned at him and now gently took his creations from his arms and then the sleeping one, looked at the crying First Aid and the catatonic Hook and then walked away without another word...
...but his optics told the Ambassador that he knew who he was... And what he did.
He felt shame wash over him, barely paying attention to First Aid who was practically on his knees from grief. The Ambassador was still affected by the loss of his sparkling by Wasp, so much so that he hadn't sneaked out in his Longarm disguise. It was impossible to stop enjoying Minibots from a distance but he hadn't been able to approach them.
Why had he tried to take on so many lovers at once? It had been a recipe for disaster, he was just lucky none of the others had been sparked. It was because of him that Wasp had gone to that planet and come back changed forever. At least he had some sparklings now, that would perhaps help.
"Poor Red," First Aid was now murmuring and Shockwave shook himself out of his gloom.
"She will be fine," he stated. "She is a very strong, capable Femme, she knows what she wants. I'm sure the situation was by no means ideal but she adapted and used it to her advantage. Now she is going to help all those in her situation and the kidnappers themselves heal."
Awkwardly, he said. "If Hook is still out of it, I believe I will call back later."
He really wasn't good at comforting others so he quickly left. First Aid remained on his knees until he sensed movement and saw Hook sitting up. With tears still flowing down his cheeks, he looked up at his superior who looked down at him before grunting.
"You wanna get a drink?"
...
"I still can't believe it," muttered First Aid as he stared into his bubbling bright green drink. "Sweet Red...taken and used like that."
"Tell me about it," Hook said darkly, gulping down a shot of High Grade from a test tube. He had a whole rack of different coloured and flavours. Needless to say, he was steadily making his way through them.
"How come Ratchet's not slagged him yet?" First Aid complained, swirling his drink around, watching the bubbles pop.
"I guess Red doesn't want him to," the elder said morosely. "But I tell you...if I ever come face to face with him..."
He made a vague gesture with a pink filled test tube. First Aid nodded earnestly, he completely agreed.
"Is it wrong...I always dreamed it might be me," the younger Mech admitted. "But I wasn't gonna like...you know, just jump her."
Hook nodded as First Aid continued.
"We'd go out somewhere nice to eat, maybe see a movie, go for a walk and then head home. Valour would have a babysitter obviously and then we'd...well...you know."
"I know," Hook said, now onto a blue colour.
"But it would be totally romantic and stuff," First Aid said, now lifting his glass to wave it around, throwing bubbles everywhere. "And we'd do it because we both wanted to. We'd work out together how to make it really good. I'd never be rough and not listen to her, I'd be really gentle."
"That sounds good," Hook agreed. "You'd have made a great lover."
"Thanks," First Aid gratefully, finally taking a drink from his glass before it all spilled. "What about you, how did you imagine it?"
"Uh," Hook said, slumping backwards in his seat. "I guess I imagined it being very...passionate. We'd go for a drink, talk then go back to mine probably so Valour wouldn't see anything."
"Yeah," First Aid said with a nod.
"Then we'd...," Hook couldn't continue, his day dreams washing over him and he felt more miserable than ever. He'd seen himself using all his medical knowledge to get her first appearance with interface to be simply mind blowing. And now that was all up in smoke.
"Yeah," First Aid said again, gulping more of his drink, he'd already had several like Hook. "It would have been so great, right?"
"Right," Hook said, gulping down a purple drink.
They ordered more drinks, bemoaning their situation, cursing the family who'd taken their beloved Red and mourning her loss of innocence. Naturally, they became steadily drunker until Hook said with a slight slurr.
"We should...hic...probably head back. No point in drinking...anymore."
First Aid nodded drunkenly, both of them leaned heavily on the other and stumbled out of the bar. Somehow, they made it back to the Med Bay but they needed to have a break, their heads were swimming. Hanging onto the other, Hook slurred.
"You know...you're quite cute looking."
"R-really?" First Aid said with bright optics.
"Yeah, really cute," Hook said with a firm nod. "Really, really cute."
First Aid looked tearful as he suddenly kissed the other.
In another moment Hook would have rejected him, he liked femmes for Primus's sake!
But now, with his spark aching and his mind swirling everything in he believed in vanished as he responded to the younger's kiss just as fervently.
"Sshhhh...shhh...kid... We can't here..." Tried Hook as now the other assaulted his neck and was stroking at his interface panel. "L-lets go to my room..." He finally said.
Somehow they reached Hook's apartment and soon the entire private quarters was filled with sounds of passion and groans for more; the air filled itself with the mix of lubricants and transfluids they shared and sometime later it was confusing who was on top with all that pleasure fog.
"Ohh yes! You're so goooood...ohhh!" Cried First aid as Hook thrust from behind and overloaded hard around the intruder before the other filled up his valve with his sticky warm fluid.
Soon the tables turned and it was Hook with the one on his back and the pedes on the air as First Aid hammered him mercilessly as he demanded.
"Harder you fragger! Use that spike that Primus gifted you...yes! Deeper! Ohhhh!"
They went like this for hours like a couple of petrorabits until they finally collapsed and fell offline after such activities.
No one came to bother them that day, which was odd, and finally hours later, in the night again Hook started powering up again and groaned in pain as a huge wave of nausea and headache invaded him...
And not just that, his valve felt strange just as his spike; it was like he fragged and was fragged all day!
He onlined back his optics quickly only to groan in pain at the effort and felt someone next him... And something dripping from his valve...
"What...the...frag?!" He barely could say anything and his attempt of roar came out hoarsely before he kicked -softly- to his partner on the berth... He couldn't kick him harder even if he wanted to, his legs were all wobbly and felt like jelly.
A low groan answered him and he looked better at his partner...only to panic horribly and let out a loud -un-Hook like- scream successfully awakening the other who covered his audios in pain.
"YOU!" The CMO roared as little fragments of last night activities reached his processor. Like their kiss and...
However poor First Aid found himself he remembered nothing at all and groaned when trying to reach any memory from last night.
"What...what happened?!" The younger tried. "Why am I here?"
The last thing he remembered was being at the bar with Hook and drink something blue...then nothing!
"Aww, frag it all," groaned Hook heatedly, burying his face in his hands.
"I don't understand," First Aid said in a panicky voice as he took in everything around him, the strange room, the messed up bed, the sticky lubricants coating both of them, the ache in his spike and valve...
"Oh Primus, we didn't," he gasped.
"We did," mumbled Hook room behind his arms.
First Aid clapped his hands to his mouth in horror, like Hook, he was into Femmes. He simply could not believe it, just how drunk had they been?
They stayed there for ages in a perpetual state of horror, unable to process the previous night's events. Neither had had a frag like that in so long that their bodies were still recovering, making it hard for First Aid to leave.
"What are we going to do?" asked First Aid morosely.
"Never mention this again," Hook said instantly. "It was just a one night thing, a mistake, alright?"
First Aid nodded dumbly, watching nervously as Hook growled and rubbed at his face.
"Oh fraggit," Hook cursed, falling back onto his pillows. "I'm too slagged to move."
"Oh," First Aid mumbled, trying to lift his legs and failing miserably, they just trembled violently at any action that attempted to lift him up. "I...uh..."
"Oh just stay," snapped Hook. "Just leave in the morning."
"Yes sir," First Aid said quietly, slowly sinking back down onto his own pillows, feeling rather gross with all the dried and sticky fluids but in no state to clean himself up.
They lay there, each wrapped up in their own thoughts and trying to forget how mortifying the situation was. The only good news was there was no one around to witness the results of their drunken night out. Once again, they couldn't help but blame the shuttle that had taken their Red, this was all his fault.
The plus side was that all they needed to do was never mention this again and hopefully, one day forget it all together.
However there was one mech who knew everything... Well, now more than one.
"Is this true?!" Megatron asked eagerly with a huge grin on his face as he fed his daughter.
"Uhh... Yes..." A rather shy and flushed Shockwave informed him everything; from Red Alert's visit and departure, to the old and young medic's night out... And the result.
"Bwaaaaahahahahahaaa!" The Emperor couldn't help but roar in laughs loudly enough to disturb his daughter who whined and bit at his tube in annoyance.
"Uhh... Sir... May I-?" The cyclops tried only to have his leader laughing again and say:
"Oh, Starscream you idiot! You will love this! What are you waiting for and awake!"
That statement was a little confusing for the Ambassador but he'd already had an idea that maybe Megatron and Starscream possibly had fun at Hook's life.
"Sir...?" He tried again and Megatron dismissed him with a wave of his hand still laughing... And annoying his daughter who stopped feeding and looked at him with a frown... Or an attempt of one.
"Oh, sweetspark, your carrier is just having fun at that old bastard who kept me away from your sire," He caressed her head but she was not feeding anymore. As he was about to answer her, Optimus entered with a few datapads.
His poor mate did everything in his power to help him the best he could as Starscream did.
Megatron purred at the sight and set their daughter on the ground next her toys before receiving the other with a kiss.
"What's got you in such a good mood?" Tried the Autobot.
"Hmm... Can't I be happy of just seeing you?" The other replied wrapping an arm around his waist.
"Megatron... You know medic's orders." Optimus tried in a dark tone.
"I know, love... But cannot help it when I see you..."
Then again Megatron kissed him and both lost each other into their lust... Completely ignoring their crawling away daughter who decided that it was a good idea to explore the world now and left the office.
"Optimus..." Gasped the leader as his mate reached down and took off his spike before giving it a teasing lick. "Oohhh..."
Then engulfed it all in his mouth and easily deep throated the black and silver spike with gusto, moaning as he pleased his mate.
Optimus then sucked and bobbed his head for a while before suckling on the head and roll his glossa around it. Blue optics looked at him in a haze of lust before his mouth abandoned the shaft and his valve met him.
"Oohhh!" They both moaned; and now Optimus started riding his mate softly on his chair completely forgetting about their creation.
The young Autobot was so wet that the huge and thick spike of his mate penetrated him easily and allowed him to go faster and harder as he reached for his deep hiden node, a sweet spot he loved Megatron to touch.
Soon they were gasping and crying their overloads, Megatron shooting his hot cum inside the now tightly grabbing valve and Optimus mewled at the sensation of being filled by that delicious, burning fluid.
They lay in each other's arms recovering and now kissing before Optimus rolled his hips again and said:
"That was amazing... But... We have work to do."
"Hmm..." Megatron grunted and kissed him again. "Yes... Just a little longer..."
The Autobot chuckled and shook his head allowing his mate to remain in his embrace for a little bit longer before asking.
"What had you so happy?"
"It was Hook and First Aid... They got drunk because your sister will stay in Iacon... And then fragged each other!" Answered the leader roaring with laughter again as Optimus understood.
"Oh! Primus... When they awake..." Tried the smaller.
"Yes... Exactly... Heh, Starscream would have loved this..." Answered merrily the Emperor before his mood went dark again at the though of his friend.
But then Optimus' clenching valve made him react. He was smiling at him kindly... He's just so beautiful!
"My sister is enjoying herself too..."
"Hmm... She is... Well…Starscream said that there's nothing like a shuttle's spike... Once you have it...You never want another... And she certainly dominated the afthole."
Optimus nodded now kissing his mate's neck; but Megatron continued:
"He also said that the giants are very... Submissive... Even if they are into femmes only... Your sister better take precautions when fragging that mech or he will fill her up with possibly more than just one sparkling."
"She'll be fine... She knows how to look after herself... Remember that it was her who reprogramed her own kidnapper..." Optimus offered riding his mate softly again.
"Oh yes... She did... And now is riding him... Ordering him to please her..." Megatron gasped at the sensations. "He took more than just her virginity... Her innocence... I bet she cannot have enough spike...uhhh!"
He grunted as Optimus's valve tightened around his oversensitive spike and he looked down at him with a frown.
"What, love? I'm just happy for your sister and that someone finally made her relax and get laid!"
Optimus smirked and caught his mouth again in a deep passionate kiss completely forgetting the reports... And their now missing daughter who was crawling around the palace alone...
...until she reached the gardens and gasped in bliss at the beautiful, shiny crystals.
Little Honour then reached for some and touched them watching them light up as she touched them... Then looked up and saw three worm-like winged creatures looking down at her with their huge blue optics.
"Ai~" She said and the techno-organic sparklings came down towards her and inspected her curiously.
"Oh! Here they are, I've found them!" Said a light green femme to someone before noticing the fourth sparkling. "And... You... What are you doing here, highness?"
She just giggled before reaching for the techno-organic sparklings.
"Do you want to play?" cooed the Femme, picking up Honour and one of the sparklings.
"This is mine," she introduced proudly, indicating the sparkling she was holding. "Isn't she darling?"
Honour seemed to think so as both sparklings were examining each other closely.
"We haven't named them yet," the green femme explained as the other two mothers approached. "Our medic says they'll be in this stage for a little while and then they'll change into more robotic forms. We want to wait to see what they'll look like so we can give them suitable names."
The little princess just giggled again as the femme opposite her licked her cheek. The other two made hungry noises at the sight of their carrier, they wanted food and they wanted it now.
"So this is where they got to," a purple femme said fondly, picking up her son. "Are you exploring?"
Her son just attached himself to her and started trying to find her tube.
"Let mama have a seat first," she gently told him and the three femmes made their way over to a sparkling fountain where there were some comfy chairs laid out. They sat down so they could feed their hungry offspring more easily.
"Is that the princess?" the pink and yellow femme asked. "She's beautiful."
"She is," the first femme agreed. "She must have snuck away from their highnesses."
"We know all about that," laughed her friend as her son greedily sucked. "How many times have they gotten away today?"
"No idea," Greenleaf mused. "But I'm sure they can play with the princess for a bit, their safe enough in this garden."
"That's true," Rosebud agreed, stroking her son's back as he closed his optics contentedly. "I could hardly believe it when we were all invited to come here, it's so perfect."
"I know," said Orchid. "But like First Aid said, there aren't other sparklings like them, we need to watch them closely as they develop."
"I think they're going to be beautiful," Greenleaf declared, feeding Honour a little crystal treat. "All the technorganics do."
They all nodded, they were excited to see what forms their children would take. But regardless of their current form, they still loved their children dearly and they knew Wasp did to. He was right there when they gave birth and he'd carefully taken the little ones into his arms and nuzzled them. He could tell which sparkling belonged to which femme so there was never a worry about mixing them up.
...
"Ohh... Optimus..." Moaned Megatron as he descended from his processor blowing overload and his mate's valve constricted around him deliciously. "I love you..."
The two kissed and the Emperor seemed to want another round before Optimus spoke again:
"I hope you don't mind, Megatron...ohh!...but... I'm using protection... I don't think we're ready to have more for now... We need to focus in our daughter and she will demand all our attention as a newborn...hmph...!"
"Hush... I understand... Is not necessary... My sire only wanted one and only had me... He said he had his hands full with me," Replied Megatron kissing the other and making him smile.
"Besides," He continued. "Honour really demands attention... She hates caregivers and only wants me... Is a surprise she let us-wait a minute...where is our daughter?!"
Both suddenly startled remembering something really important.
Honour was very attached to her carrier and normally wanted him all for herself; she loved her sire but somehow she seemed to need her carrier more. Maybe it was because she was too young.
Well, if she was that possessive... Why had she not said a word when both their creators started interfacing?!
"Honour?" Asked Optimus still impaled on Megatron's spike.
Both paled as no sound answered them, quickly disengaged from each other, cleaned up and run away in her search at the time they warned the guards that the princess was missing.
When Optimus found her, she was with other three creatures... The technorganic sparklings. The four were asleep under the shadow of a crystal.
The sight in itself was adorable.
"Megatron... I've found her..." He said softly. Not even a minute later the Emperor arrived and watched the same Optimus saw.
Feeling her carrier's presence, she onlined her optics a few seconds before offlining them again and cuddled better with the little bug next her.
Megatron stared.
Just a few weeks ago she could not stay away from him and now she was independent!?
He really couldn't understand femmes... Just why Primus cursed him with one?
"Is normal," Optimus explained. "Time passed and when she was just a newborn she needed your spark near for reassurance; now she just discovered the world, new friends, and that she can walk away from your spark...and return soon."
The Emperor looked at his mate with a lifted optic ridge.
"What?" Optimus asked.
"How do you know that?" Megatron couldn't help but ask.
"You pick up some things," Optimus replied with a smile, chuckling at his mate's expression.
"From where?" Megatron persisted as Optimus admired their sleeping daughter.
"Red Alert," the smaller Mech stated. "She said Valour never wanted to leave her at first but eventually, he grew more independent. But as we've seen, he still needs to be able to return to her, that why he was so devastated when she was taken. It'll be the same with our daughter, she'll need you to be there for her."
Megatron was amazed and he stared at his tiny daughter still sleeping peacefully.
"She won't be able to leave my side?" he finally said, feeling a little dazed.
"That's right," Optimus said, smiling. "What do you think about that?"
"I think," Megatron said slowly, drawing his lover into his arms. "That a certain mate of mine may need to shoulder more responsibilities, perhaps even go off world on my behalf."
"Really?" said a grinning Optimus. "But he'd need a lot of training and preparation for that."
"Oh he'll get it," assured Megatron, cupping Optimus's chin. "Believe me, he'll get some extremely intense training."
"He'll need it," murmured Optimus before kissing his mate. While they did so, Optimus could feel his Emperor chuckling and broke the kiss.
"What?" he asked.
"Just thinking about Hook," he replied with a wicked grin.
"Of course you are," sighed Optimus. "Don't tease the poor Mech over it, he'll be embarrassed enough as it is."
"I won't," Megatron stated, before adding. "Starscream wouldn't want to miss any of it."
Optimus could only shake his head.
Author's note. Hope everyone enjoyed that, sorry for the wait.