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Starlit told me everything eventually. The mirrored world has really messed with her head to where she was convinced I had died. The parallel me was apparently evil, which was crazy to think about; he was as insane, or more so, than our world's Blitzwing.
That world's Blitzwing was more like me but still had split personalities; he apparently saved her from the evil versions of the jet twins. They were forced back to this world without knowing if the bots who helped them survived the battle. She never said, but through the bond we had I glimpsed a memory of her and that world's Blitzwing kissing before she ran to us.
It felt innocent, she didn't have feelings for him, but I got the feeling he fell for her. Honestly I couldn't blame him, Starlit was just...indescribable, but that didn't stop me from feeling a bit jealous. I'd ask her later if she had feelings for him, but she'd been through enough without me being too much of a pest. For now, I was content with her sleeping on my chassis.
The moment we settled on our berth, she passed out, wrapped around my right side tightly. Gently, I stroked the back of her helm with my trapped arm as she slept. I had been so wrapped up in being happy with having her back, I only now noticed she finally looked at peace again. I'm sorry, I let you down.
It wasn't long before I drifted into a restless recharge.
I don't remember how I got to the old mines, but here I was in the blown out cavern where the 'Cons had built their faulty space bridge. Somewhere nearby me, I could hear someone getting the fragging of a lifetime. I peaked around a large rock to see Blitzwing with his hot headed face, fragging Starlit, his spike buried in her dripping valve as she rode him in reverse. I gasped, gaining their attention.
"He's so much bigger than you..." Starlit beckons me closer while Blitzwings face changes into that creepy random one. Blitzwing's weirdly long glossa licked up her neck to her cheek, before she turned her head to allow him to shove it down her throat. I could see Blitzwing spike bulging inside of her, looking almost painful and yet it was driving her mad with bliss. She ran her hand over the bulge. "Hn, come feel!" She moaned as the kiss broke for a second before starting again.
"Shes mine now, bug!" Blitzwing broke the kiss as he laughed at me, gripping Starlit's hips and pulling her down on him fully. Starlit overloaded with a cry I had never heard from her.
I woke with a jolt, thankful that I didn't jump as well. Starlit made a noise of annoyance as she cuddled her head back into my shoulder, still deep asleep.
Damnit…I hated my over-active processor sometimes. I wasn't trying to think of that kind of thing, but apparently my dreams didn't care! I shook my helm a bit, trying to clear the images of the nightmare but I kept seeing his spike in her…cut it out! I needed to get up and do something before these thoughts drove me crazy.
Careful to not disturb her too much, I gently moved her till she rolled over in her own, finally freeing my right arm. I'd take the heat later if she was upset about me leaving, but I needed to get out for a bit; maybe a drive would clear my head.
"Just…don't think about it. Starlit said it was nothing and didn't even care." I said aloud as I drove through the city. "Besides, our crazy Blitzwing would never want her. I think…" I was thankful my comlink buzzed.
"Bumblebee! There's this sweet arcade that's grand opening is at midnight tonight! Wanna go?" Sari's cheerful voice rang through my car cabin. Midnight was in less the ten minutes!
"Slag yeah I do! I come get ya!" Starlit was gonna hate me for not inviting her, but she needed rest. I'd have to promise to take her to a midnight monster movie night to make up for it.
Sari and I hadn't had this much fun in a long time! The arcade was amazing, I had no idea there were so many games outside of the ones on the Nintendo Sari had. Apparently I had tons more options to try out! This VR gaming they had had me a little worried at first, seeing as the last simulator I was in wasn't so great, but these dancing ones were cool! Sari of course loved the scary ones, but they weren't my thing. She'd have to bring Starlit for those, but the zombie shooter was cool.
It was around two in the morning when we finally had enough for now, there was plenty of time to come back again, but it was getting really late.
"Ok, the Zombie 3000 VR Blaster was so cool! Even better than the Zombie 2900 Blaster for the GameStation!"
"Is it 'cause it's in VR?" I had to hold her to keep her from falling off my shoulder. "Cause that is gonna be the future of gaming."
"Totally! Hey, speaking of future, are you and Starlit ever gonna, you know, get married? Have babies? Have a little house with a yard?"
"Woh, slow down there sister. We're did this all come from?" I looked up to her from where she sat as we walked to her home.
"What? You like her don't you?! You guys should totally get married! Wait, do robots have weddings?"
" What's a wedding? And for that matter what's married?" I stopped to talk to her.
"That answers that. A wedding is like, when two people really love each other they have this big ceremony with all their families coming to celebrate! There's a bride and a groom and pretty dresses, an exchange of rings and most importantly cake!"
"Rings? Sounds weird."
"It's a symbol of how the bride and groom will always love each other and are bonded forever." She seemed like she wanted this more than me.
"Bonded? Like…bondmates? We kind of have what you're talking about I guess. Er…Cybertronians do this differently." I hoped she didn't see my face turning red.
"I've heard that term, Jazz and Prowl were bondmates right?" She asked.
"Yeah, who would have guessed the stiff aft Prowl could get it in…I mean, uh, what I meant was yeah they were."
"What?" It was easy to forget she wasn't actually a human teen.
"Never mind…point is, Cybertronians don't have a ceremonial celebration with everyone when it comes to bond mates. There's some courtship stuff I guess, but the whole 'ceremony' is private." I tried to hedge around what that meant.
"Like, close family only?" That brought an image in my head of Prowl watching me bond with his sister. I had to reset my optics a few times to get the image out of my head.
"No! No…just between the two intended." I started walking again.
"Wait, so how do people know? Do they just ask?"
"Kind of, yeah. It's not like we hide it, it's just…a private thing." I really didn't want to be the one to explain bonding rituals with a nine year old techno-organic!
"But why is it so private? It's not like you're naked reciting love poetry or something…right?"
"No…" Though it was a funny thought. "Look, it's…you're too young right now for me to explain. Let's leave it there for now." Thankfully she dropped that part.
"So what's the courtship then? Did you do that for Starlit?" She leaned on my helm, a sly grin on her face.
"Conjunx ritus is what old bots called it…I mean yeah we have." Starlit reciprocated to them. "I guess…besides bonding we kind of are. If you just go by that, I mean that's really the beginning."
"So, why haven't you?! You love her right?" I paused again, thinking this over. "Bee?"
"I…I really do. It's just the timing of it all."
"You've been together for more than what, a year and a half or so? What are you waiting for?" She kind of had a point, but it felt too fast even for me.
"Nothing." I sighed. "Sari, I didn't want to explain it, but, truth is when two bots bond, they basically share one spark. When one goes offline, the other usually will too. Jazz didn't cause he was carrying Bluestreak."
"Wait…you mean Jazz could have died too?" Sari looked a bit upset by that.
"Uh huh, and if Starlit and I bonded and something happened to me…I don't want her going offline." I was afraid to lose her, but even more afraid of being the reason she offlines.
"Oh…" Sari went quiet as I started walking again. "But that shouldn't stop you from being together, right?!"
"There's also the risk of her sparking. We already have Bluestreak to worry about, we don't want…" Sari grabbed helm again in a tight hug, causing he to almost trip on nothing.
"Oh my god I could be an auntie!" That was not the reaction I was looking for. "They would be the cutest sparkling ever!" Sure…cute. That's not what I'd call sparklings.
The night out with Sari got me thinking hard about my relationship with Starlit. Of course I was helm over heels in love with her, but was I ready to commit? Was she? I had to find out and the only way was to see if she'd reciprocate all of the conjunx ritus. I know she will, she has already. I just need to know for sure.
First I had to find a perfect gift. She had all the plants a bot could need, but she loved wind chimes too. I remember the flower shop had a shop near it that sold glass bell chimes, so that's where I sped off to after dropping Sari off. Of course they were closed, but if I found one now I could come back for it later. Which one sounds the best?
I transformed and gently poked the paper flag of an orange glass bell. It wasn't right…none of the solid colored ones were pretty enough.
"Ehhh!" I jumped when an older woman opened the top floor window. She swore at me in Japanese for waking her up.
"Oh sorry…I didn't realize anyone lived here." The older woman sighed, asking me what I wanted so late in the night. I didn't know this language too well, but I remembered some basics from the anime's Sari and Starlit watch. "Um…I'm looking for the right one for my girlfriend." She seemed to brighten up, rushing away from the window. I watched lights turn on in the home and down into the shop as she rushed downstairs to greet me.
"Oh I can come back, there's no..." but she wasn't having it. She was very kind to have come down and seemed excited to help find the right one. "This one sounds pretty." I said, reaching for a blue one.
"No, no, too plain." She grabbed a box from behind her counter and took out a beautiful glass bell that looked like an earth jellyfish. The glass beads inside played a beautiful tone as the rest of the legs dangled down and tinked softly.
"Woh…that's beautiful! Er, how much?" I had some human money that Sari had left in my glove box that I pulled out. I think it was about sixty dollars. "Is this enough?"
"Hm…for your lover?" She had an unreadable look for a moment. "For you, I will give discount for saving our city." She took what I had and boxed it back up. "Surprise her. Girls love that!" I thanked her for everything and sped back to the plant. Oh I'll surprise her alright!
Starlit's view:
I awoke to the strangest sound, like a bell but higher pitched. Opening my optics I noticed Bee was gone, but the upper windows were opened a bit, allowing a breeze to come in. Each time, the glass sound sounded throughout the room.
"Bee?" I looked up only to find a beautiful pink, yellow and teal glass earth jellyfish. It's legs gently moved the the breeze, making a soft tink.
"Do you like it?" I turned to see Bee in the doorway with two cubes of energon. "A lady at the glass store helped me find it. I thought you'd like it."
"It's beautiful. But, what is it for?"
"Just cause…" He shrugged. "Here." He handed me a cube as he joined me back on our berth. "I might have snuck out on ya for a bit…sorry. I couldn't sleep. Also I owe you a movie night."
"Ok? Mind explaining?" I didn't care that he left, but he was acting weird.
"Sari and I went to a midnight arcade opening." I was going to pout, but couldn't be mad with him after the gift. "I know, I should have woken you up, but I knew you were so tired from the whole ground bridge thing so…" I rolled my optics.
"Fine, but you guys are taking me with you next time!" I playfully shoved him. "You're up to something, aren't you?"
"What do you mean? I can't give you a gift without it meaning anything more than just a gift?" Something about the way he moved told me he was nervous about something.
"Never said anything about the gift." So it was about the gift.
"Er…it's nothing I swear." I got nothing but a flustering of feelings through our bond.
"I trust you." I really did, just didn't trust he didn't have something else planned.
It didn't take me long to catch on, Bee was initiating a real conjunx ritus, which I had to block my feelings for so he didn't catch on through our bond. Throughout the day, little things he did hinted at what he was trying to do. The others seemed oblivious, except for maybe Jazz. Jazz raised an optic ridge the first time Bee got a bit too close to me while recalibrating Teletron One but flashed a knowing grin after a couple minutes.
Bee would touch my hand or any part of me for no reason while talking or passing by, which started gaining Ironhide's attention.
Later it was small stories about little things that happened in his lifetime, seeming to want to save a deeper story for later on. It wasn't until I gave him back his speakers from his tv, that I refurbished, that he realized I knew what he was doing. The old speakers were wearing out, so I replaced the parts and made them new again.
"Conjunx ritus, didn't think you were a romantic type." I teased, holding his newish speakers out for him. He looked like a deer in headlights, he hadn't expected me to be in our room.
"You…fixed them? I thought it wasn't possible. I mean…" he turned red. "Of course I am!" I set the speakers down on the couch as I walked to him, taking his hands and pulling him into my arms.
"You…really went through this for me? I kind of thought we had already…kind of done this." Which was true, just in a more unconventional way.
"Yeah, I wanted you to know I..I love you, Starlit. Even if things didn't start the way we wanted, I still want you to know how I really feel." I could tell this was straight from his spark. "I want to be your conjunx."
"I want to be yours too." Bee bit his lip, looking towards the floor. "What is it?" I cupped his face as he tried to look away.
"You're not afraid? You know, of us bonding and one of us going offline…"
"Of course I am. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you. But more than anything…I don't want to continue living without you." I knew in my spark he was the one, he always had been.
"You really mean that?" Worry bleeds through our merge bond. "Then…I need to tell you my past." He sat on the couch with me, sighing heavily as he began.
Bumblebee View: (243 stellar cycles earlier)
Finally! After seven stellar cycles in the learning facility we were allowed to leave and live our lives. Our overseer handed us our vouchers to go to the academy, telling us we could go straight there or explore our world before deciding to go. I'd miss her the most, none of my batch siblings seemed to care they may never see her again, but I did.
"Go on, B-127. May we meet again one day." I hugged her goodbye before she gently pushed me out the door. Sadly, I don't recall her name, but she was teal and yellow.
"Alright! Let's explore!" I was alone, but excited to learn more about the real Cybertron!
Iacon was huge, with tons of things to explore, but I didn't have a lot of credits to spend. We'd been given enough to live on for at least voron if you spend it wisely.
I have no idea how I ended up in the red light district, but at the time I didn't know what I stumbled into. Two mechs cornered me in an alley. One taller orangish mech and a shorter red one.
"Uh…hi? You know a good place to stay for the night?" I asked, both of them looked at each other with a wicked grin.
"You want a place for the night? Well, we got a place for ye." The taller one smirked, putting his arm around my shoulders and led me back to the Main Street where there were many mechs and fems with armor that glistened in the red and yellow lights. I read a few neon signs and realized I was in a place I shouldn't be.
"Woh wait, I'm not…" the shorter one ran his hand down my back and grabbed my aft. "Hey!" I jumped and tried to get away but the tall one grabbed my arm , pinning it above my head as he pinned me to a wall. "S-stop!" I struggled as he put his face close to mine.
"Hey! He said stop." Another more feminine looking mech pushed him away. "Get outta here! You ok?" The yellow mech looked me over. He kinda looked like me if I had door winds, was taller and had side audial fins instead of horns.
"Y-yeah. What is this place?"
"You ain't from here are you? My name is Yellow Jacket, you've gotten yourself mixed up in the wrong part of town, kid."
"I'm B-127, everyone calls me B." Quickly he shushed me.
"Keep your voice lower." He quickly looked around before taking me inside one of the neon lit buildings. I stayed quiet as he led me up the back stairs and into what I think was his home, or room. "You gotta be careful about what you say here, kid. So let me get this straight, before you say anything else, you're a newly sparked bot, aren't you?" I reset my optics a few times as he sat me down on an overly plush chair.
"Yeah, how'd you know?"
"No one who hasn't been to the academy, forged or born, has a name ending in numbers. Only those right out of the factory have numbers." He said matter of factly. "So, what brought you here? Seeing as you just left that facility, your systems might not have come on just yet, so you're not here to interface."
"Interface? Sorry, I'm not sure what that is."
"My, you really are innocent." He sounded like a protective creator for a moment. "Alright, well you're welcome to stay with me for tonight. I'll do my best to explain a few things but you shouldn't linger out on the streets here. Bots will get the wrong idea, sweet spark. Do you like sweets? A client just gave me the most delicious…oh you wouldn't know of that planet. So much to explain!"
I got the feeling Yellow Jacket really wanted someone to talk to that didn't involve his job. He set the box of sweets down along with energon cubes and began explaining what the red light district was all about. He was what was known as a pleasure bot, though he didn't go into detail about everything he did, he was known throughout Iacon as one of the best and most popular among the bots. He explained it was 'cause he was more fluid than most, though I didn't know then what he meant.
"Now if anyone in this house asks who you are with, you're to say you're under my care. I don't want you getting whisked away." He warned.
"What do you mean?" I asked, trying one of the sweets. "These are amazing!"
"Please, have more." He smiled softly. "Now, I'll make up the pull out for you and you settle in. There's a lot to go over about Cybertron." He said, going over to the wall and folding a bed out from there.
"Cool!"
"Goodnight, B." He said as I laid down, turning the light off and going to his own room. The glow from the red lights outside outlined the blackout curtains around the living area, making everything a little creepy.
"Thank Primus for Jacket, I don't know what those other two would have done…or where I'd be tonight." I thought aloud as I turned to face towards the windows. "Bet I'd be out there…" In the facility, we had heard about homeless bots but I hadn't seen any. I felt a bit for them now, seeing as I was now pretty much homeless.
I really had been naive about what the real world would be like. Nothing was like what I imagined when our overseer described Cybertron, the world so far wasn't as shiny or chrome plated or full of race tracks. It was dirty and I wasn't too sure who I could really trust to not want something from me. I guess I'd have to see what tomorrow would bring.
Yellow Jacket led me outside of the red-light district in the morning, telling me that this area was no place for me to be. Instead, he took me to a different area, one where bots were having fun at different drinking places and dance clubs. There wasn't many, but bots more my age were around and were less likely to be handsy with me; according to Yellow Jacket anyway. I don't know what he meant by that but we spent the day around there, Jacket telling me about the history of Cybertron and basic Cybertron street knowledge. He's the reason I know so much about the underground going ons on Cybertron.
"Also kid, I go by her today, ok?"
"Wait, what?"
"I'm fluid. If I feel femme one day that's what I'll go by." She confused me but I didn't know what to say. "See, I'm a carrier mech and sometimes I just feel more fem sometimes. Wait, did they explain that to you yet?" She got close and whispered the last part.
"No. What's a carrier?" She explained as we walked back to her place.
"Do you know what you are? I mean, have you ever checked?" She asked.
"Checked what? My record says mech I think…"
"Well, yes. It would even if you were a carrier." She explained it was uncommon for that information to be listed, it would say mech or femme not carrier. "Though I have no idea why since it's far more common to be a carrier than a femme."
"So, how do I check?" Jacket stopped as she opened the door to her room.
"Look…I shouldn't do that kind of thing with ya. I'll let you check yourself in the mirror, but you open your lower plating and see if you have both parts." Her cheeks were pink as she led me to her wash room. "Feel free to take your time! I'll be back a bit later alright? Make yourself at home, ok?" With that she left to do…I don't what, leaving me to check myself out.
"Lower plating…here?" I looked at my waist, putting my hands on my hips. "Hm…." I went through all my protocols before finding one I wasn't familiar with but had heard of. Interfacing protocols and panel covers….ok open. "Woh!" my spike was still in its housing so my valve's outer node bio light could be seen in the mirror. "I-I'm a carrier?" I don't know why I was a bit disappointed, but I was. Quickly, my panels closed back up once I lost focus on the correct protocols, protecting them once more.
"Ok…so, what's the point of my spike and valve if I don't feel those systems are even online?" I asked no one. "Hey, what's that?" Just behind my jaw, just under the joint of my face piece was a branding. "B-127, I wonder if all bots have their numbers branded there…"
Yellow Jacket was kind enough to get me a job helping out the bar she worked at. I mostly cleaned glasses, but it kept me busy and I was earning decent credits all while they taught me about Cybertronian life.
In my spare time, I watched the racers in the racing circuits and dreamed of joining them. Jacket warned me the racers were not the crowd to get mixed up in but I didn't listen. Unfortunately I was only really able to watch the races at MacAddams or through windows of vidscreen shops, until I stumbled on a sleazy mech who said he'd get me in. He claimed there was a back way in he'd give me directions to, but the 'entrance' was a hole in the fence.
"Ah man…" I sighed, but seeing that no one was around, I went in anyway. I didn't expect it to lead to a gambling ring.
"Hey! You!" A yellow and orange bot yelled. I looked for a way out but was grabbed by two other sleezy mechs. "What are you doing back here? You're not on the list of mechs…" He looked me up and down.
"I'm just here to watch. I think I took a wrong turn…" He stopped me by putting an arm around my waist. I felt a little uncomfortable by this.
"Now, my friend, I didn't mean to scare ya. We're just…making sure we weren't trying to run off without getting the best seats. Names Jackpot. That's Hubcab and Ransack." He motioned to the gold mech that had my arm earlier and a red and yellow mech that was eyeing me. "Come with me." I wish I hadn't, but after that I got involved with the underground racing ring. Jackpot used me to draw in mechs and gather everyone's bets before the races, even then I knew I was attractive but didn't realize that mechs wanted me for their own gain. By then, Jackpot had me convinced he cared about me and was 'dating' me. More like I had a sparkling crush and he used it against me.
After a few months of working it is when my interfacing systems finally came online, but not at a great time. Jackpot was in a mood, something about the last races didn't go well and he was sort of taking it out on everyone. Unfortunately I pinned right then, which made everyone in the room look at me.
"Get out." Jackpot growled at the others and they fled, the larger mech locking the door behind them. "Well, you got good timing." His EM field suddenly suffocating mine with his own need.
"W-what?" I gasped as he pinned me against his desk, trapping me with his legs. "I-I…"
"Allow me…" I wasn't so sure about letting this happen, but my protocols and interfacing units were getting warm. Before I knew it he had me opening up for him but he did not ask or seem to care that I was still sealed. "You're so wet already I can just…" With one thrust he forced his way in, causing me to feel nothing but white hot pain.
"S-STOP! Please…Jackpot!" My cries went unheard, or if he did hear me, he didn't stop.
"It'll stop hurting soon…" He growled as he started going faster. "You like speed don't ya? No better way to adjust than this. Lucky me, getting a sealed mech…I just hoped no one had gotten to you first."
"Y-you only wanted me…cause I was sealed?" My spark broke. I didn't want him any more, I want out of here! "P-please! L-let…Ah…" I stopped when he overloaded, his fluids burning me from the abuse.
"Now that you're in heat, why don't you let the rest of the team play, huh?" I glared up at him, pushing him away as I got up, sealing my components away again. "What? You're not a racer, you're not a gambler. I've kept you around this long cause youre cute! Least you can do is use that body of yours for more than just attracting customers!"
"I-I'm not a pleasure bot!" I sobbed, angry at him but more upset I hadn't seen what he was doing. I pushed past him and left, ashamed and disgusted with myself.
Yellow Jacket helped me back to my feet after that, never having to tell me she told me so. I learned the hard way about who I shouldn't trust on Cybertron and had my spark broken all in one go.
Before I knew it, at least five stellar cycles had passed and I'd started to find a life with Jacket at the bar. Yellow Jacket by then was gently encouraging me to expand a bit more again, go to the academy, but never pushed too hard. He knew why I was reluctant,I really did want to go to the academy to become an Elite Guard warrior, but we'd grown close and I'd started to think of them as more or a Sire than anything, even when they went as 'her' for the week. I didn't want to just leave! It was my fault it fell apart…
Yellow Jacket had brought home a beautiful glass bottle of high grade from a client one day and had left it on her living room table. Normally anything left there I was allowed to try as long as it had already been opened, which it looked like a good third of it had already been drunk, so I tried some.
"Woh…that's good!" Without thinking, I drank a full glass. It didn't occur to me it might be something laced, or something I shouldn't have messed with until I started feeling hot. "W-what's happening?" I leaned against the plush couch as a wave of intense excitement and heat poured through me.
Systems online: heat protocol engaged
"Oh no…not again!" My hud flashed as I collapsed into the couch with an agonizing moan. My interface system and components felt overly sensitive as they came online, making my hips twitch as all my safety settings were turned off, my panel opening their own.
"Ahhhhaaaa!" I moaned as my spike pressurized in an instant. Something was wrong, I knew that much but I couldn't think as I touched myself. I hadn't done anything like this before and had no idea what I was doing, but I knew it wasn't right. "Mhhnnnnmmm." I growled in frustration.
"B, I'm…oh my Primus!" Yellow Jacket shut the door, locking it as I begged for help.
"Jackie, I-I'm sorry! I-it won't…ahhaaa…" My spike pulsed with the need to be touched.
"D-did you drink that? Oh slag I didn't warn you. It's laced with a powerful aphrodisiac, oh Primus I'm so sorry!" He sat by me taking my hands away from my interface units. " It probably forced you into another heat since your first was haulted…I didn't want this to happen. I can help, but just know I never wanted this or to hurt you, B." He was looking at me with serenity. "Do you trust me?"
"Y-yes! Please, make it stop!" I begged, the pressure getting almost painful now. With that, Jacket lowered his helm and wrapped his glossa around my spike. "Gaaahuhhhh!" It felt so good, I screamed as I overloaded for the first time ever.
"Mmmm, sensitive aren't we…" he says as he finishes drinking my transfluid. "Alright then, let's slow it down shall we?" But my body wasn't going to let us. My heat cycle with the aphrodisiac was making my frame overheat, which meant I had to expel this energy or risk overheating and going into stasis.
"I-I can't…" I begged him as he circled a finger around my valve. "I-it's so hot…" he understood and pushed two fingers in, quickly stretching me open. "Jacket…I-I didn't…"
I tried to tell him I didn't mean to cause this, he kissed my helm.
"I know. I never thought of you as anything other than a friend. Please, forgive what I must do." He pushed his finger deeper, making sure I was read. I saw stars for a moment as he lined up his spike and, as gently as he could, pushed in. I stupidly thrust my hip, my vision going white for a second with pain.
"I got you, shhh relax. You went to fast B." He soothed, letting me adjust before moving.
"Oh Primus…" I moaned, finally feeling pleasant tingling instead of electric pain. I rolled my hips, which Jacket matched before showing me a better way. This felt way better than before! "T-teach me?" I asked, to which he chuckled.
"You want to frag like me? You got a lot to learn." With that, he kissed me, teaching me how much glossa was too much and just enough. "First lesson right there." He said breathlessly as he continued. The rest of that night I learned what the trade meant and most of the tricks Yellow Jacket used on their clients. If I had known then what I do now I wouldn't have drank the stupid energon…
In the morning I awoke in Yellow Jacket's berth with said bots arms holding me to his chassis. Gently I moved my hand up to place it over his spark, never wanting to move from this position. Jacket woke up slowly, taking my hand in his but he froze when he felt my face near his.
"Slag….oh slag this ain't good." He said as he got up, leaving me on the berth as he looked around the room. "Ok, you gotta get out of here before someone finds out! Listen, this was a huge mistake."
"What? Hold on, wait!" I tried to get him to look at me, instead he stopped me by grabbing my shoulders and holding me in place.
"I don't want you here anymore! Kid, don't you get it? You and I can't…I mean, ugh! You fragged a pleasure bot without paying...if my boss finds out, he'll make you pay that debt."
"Can't I just pay then? I have enough credits…" he shook his head. "But…I don't."
"You don't got enough kid, trust me. I'm so sorry. He'd make you one of us to pay it off. You'll never get out of here if you don't go now!" He pulled me to his fire escape and opened the window. "Please, just go. Here, take this. It's enough rations to get you through the next few days until you get to the academy. Go straight there, boss can't get to you there."
With my spark breaking and my frame shaking in a mix of fear and sadness. I looked back up to Jacket once more.
"I'll never forget you, thank you for everything, Jackie." He closed his eyes to keep from crying and nodded as he shut the window.
"Now go!" He slammed it shut, just as hurt about this as I was.
Jacket was right about their boss trying to track me down. Once I made it to the academy, I heard a commotion going on behind me near the entry gates.
"Ma'am, you cannot come around here harassing the cadets. If you do not leave, we will make you." One of the drone guards told a large framed fem that was peeking around the drone.
I had told Starlit earlier that day about my time at the academy, but it wasn't the full story. Of course I never told anyone else about when I caught Wasp and Ironhide fragging in the wash racks, not even Bulkhead. They proceeded to cohersed me into it.
"Hold up, I…"
"Get in here…" Wasp shoved me into the stall and pushed me to my knees.
"I won't tell, I swear!" I begged as Ironhide put his hands on my shoulders.
"You're not gonna, cause you're a part of it now." If he would have asked I might have been willing, one of them was in heat so it was already tough to resist. "I got a use for that mouth of yours…." His green and yellow spike was right in my line of sight. He waited til I tried to protest before putting the tip of his spike in my mouth. "Go on…take it." I glared up at him, but did what he wanted. While I did this for him, Ironhide moved behind him and spread Wasp's legs a bit so he could enter his valve.
"Hmph!" I tried to protest when he leaned to put his hand on the wall behind me, shoving his spike further in my mouth. I was starting to get mad when he finally finished, his transfluid leaking from the corners of my mouth as I choked.
"You're not too bad. Too bad your only use is between your stabilizers." I pushed him off, running out of there in embarrassment. Why did I even bother to try to befriend them? All they did was torment me.
Shockwave, er, Longarm at the time, found me later on in the oil refinery sitting in a corner. I know now why he was there, he was sending messages to Megatron, but he played it off as if he was looking for me.
"Alone this time? No one…followed after you?" I shook my head. "I see, may I inquire…"
"It's nothing…I'm fine."
"You got a…something here." He wiped the corner of my mouth, I turned red realizing I hadn't got it all off. "Is this…"
"I said it's nothing!" I tried to walk off but he stopped me.
"Listen, you can talk to me if you want to. Those others aren't very friendly, but we have each other's backs, right?" Longarm played his part very well. We became semi-friends to the point where when I went into my real second heat, I sought him out.
"Primus please…" I begged him as he practically tied me up in his right arm, his ability being used in a way it wasn't intended. I had wondered why he didn't want to make out, but now I know his false face didn't have that capability. Instead he pinned me on my chassis, wrapping me in his arm to keep my arms pinned as he spread me wide open. His spike was huge, filling me almost past my limit. His free hand covered my mouth.
"Keep it down. We don't wanna get caught, do we?" I couldn't help it, he felt so good but he couldn't keep a rhythm for slag. I tried, but he had me trapped between him and the oil drum we were using. I honestly thought he liked me, I may have even fallen for him a bit then, but after he had filled me and used me he didn't speak to me for at least a week.
Around then is when he framed Wasp, getting me to 'expose' him as a trader. Sentinel was an aft and had decided to cut Bulkhead since he couldn't find who knocked a building on him.
"I did it! It was me…" I stepped up, not wanting someone to go down for my mistake. "This won't affect my track to the guard, right?" I was wrong.
Bulkhead at least was excited to be put on a space bridge repair crew, but not me. Part of me wished I never went to the academy, even though I did want to be in the elite guard. Part of me wanted to go back to Jacket, but they'd be pissed I wasted my life away. It was obvious that I didn't want to be a pleasure bot, I didn't like having mechs use me for their own pleasures nor did I like using my valve during interfacing. It wasn't that it didn't feel good, it was just the last mech literally used me for his own gain. I hated that feeling…
Less than a week later Optimus showed up to lead our crew and we were shipped off to a meteor field to fix a space bridge out there.
Bumblebee's view: (present)
"And we spent the last two hundred or so years fixing a few different space bridges. The last one we did was where we met your brother, and then the All Spark found us." Starlit intently listened to my life's story, never once interrupting. "So…that's my life." I absentmindedly rubbed the back of my helm. Starlit was quiet, taking in what I told her.
"More exciting than mine for sure." She smiled softly at me.
"You're not…I don't know, grossed out by the fact I worked in a pleasure bar? Worked the underground race rings without really realizing it was totally illegal til later? Was almost forced to be a pleasure bot?" Most bots would have rejected me after hearing that part, but not her.
"Should I be? It seems to me they aren't as bad as most bot make them out to be. They're just bots like us." Starlit had a point. "And like you said, you had no idea then what was going on. Just a bit surprised you still like racing."
"No one could make me stop that." I grinned. "'Sides, I wasn't racing, just drawing the gamblers in…"
"Cause you're so hot, you could draw in a crowd." She leaned closer, putting her hands on my shoulders. My cheeks turned red. "Well you are."
"Heh…I-I know." I didn't expect her to be so cool with it all. "You really…are the best." She let me cup her cheek and pull her closer til our forhelms touched. "I love you." She closed the gap with a passionate kiss.
"I'm glad you told me everything." She said against my lips. "I still love you, nothing about my feelings has changed." I pulled her into my lap, letting her sit sideways while we kissed.
"Will you be my intended?" I had pictured asking this in a more beautiful setting, but anywhere where she was was perfectly beautiful in my optics. Her optics lit up in excitement as she smiled, taking my face in her hands.
"I've been waiting for you to ask." She kissed me with even more passion than before, this would have been a good enough answer to me. "Yes, I will." We both agreed that we would wait to bond, at least until we knew the Con's plans and locked them back up. Until then, we would be exclusive and what Sari called engaged.
