Oh sweet Primus!
This thing is turning into a monster! I still have more plot after this! Ye gods... Anyways, here's the next part.
"Wait... I'm supposed to do what?" Mirage squawked. He had listlessly followed Starscream through the halls of the Nemesis, not even showing surprise when he was taken to a large suite of quarters where Soundwave and the other two Seekers were waiting. He also hadn't reacted visibly when Starscream had motioned him to a chair and handed him a cube of energon. This squawk was the first real reaction they had gotten from him, the first real indication that he had even heard them.
It was Skywarp, sitting on the berth and drinking his own energon, who explained a second time. "You feel guilty for taking Shockwave from us, guilty for what you government did to our, to the Seeker's, other winglets... you've given your life into our hands. You want to make amends..."
"But- but... What he suggested... How..." Mirage was afraid, but only a little. He was afraid that they would make it slow and painful. Skywarp was right, though, he had agreed to anything the Seekers wanted to do with or to him. Starscream had insisted on his promise before taking Mirage to the base, holding the invisible mech in his arms while he flew back, only disengaging his invisibility when he'd been told to upon reaching the room.
"You can help give us more sparklings. I can't... get my winglet back, but I can get others. Ones that you won't even try to take away," Skywarp answered. Nodding towards the energon Mirage hadn't touched, he added, "Drink. You'll need the energy."
Mirage looked at Skywarp for a long moment, then looked up at Starscream. The white Seeker gave a smile that seemed almost encouraging, and the Towers-mech dropped his head again, lifting it a moment later to drink the energon as ordered. Interface with Skywarp, give him winglets... "What about... I mean, are they just going to watch, or...? I- I have no right to ask, forgive me."
Thundercracker didn't need Soundwave's telepathy to know what Mirage was wondering... and he surely thought they would take any resulting sparklings from him. How little the spy understood Seekers, even yet. "We'll just watch. It's Skywarp who was most wronged, we hadn't even met him... and neither Star' nor I've ever created. We might decide to try later." If Mirage wanted it, or seemed to need it. It wasn't like they needed the Autobot to spark with, no, Soundwave would be perfectly fine for that. But, there would be no harm in it... Mirage was cute, and with Seeker-coding to provide his skills... "You realize, even with a grounder, you'd have a decent chance of making winglets?" Especially if the rumors of Mirage and Trailbreaker were true, which Laserbeak swore they were.
The Autobot simply flinched at Thundercracker's declaration. He knew perfectly well why that was so... well, it didn't matter, did it? He wasn't going to be sparking with anyone other than the Seekers from now on. Maybe Soundwave would join to... The thought scared Mirage, scared him badly. They must be so angry with him, and would likely take that anger out on his chassis. He should have taken the chance with Trailbreaker when he'd had it... even if they would have been shocked to get a winglet.
Skywarp stood, tossing his empty cube away, and moved to stand by Mirage, stroking the aristocratic face gently. "TC, you're scaring him. Don't worry, Mirage. I'm very good at this. The only reason I've not carried again is... well, I didn't want to." The sparkling had been his first, from his second merging. He sometimes wondered how many he would have carried if, like organics, 'desire' played no part in sparking.
Looking up at Skywarp, unable to keep himself from nuzzling slightly into the gentle touches, Mirage gave one last look at the other three mechs, sprawled about the room and watching him, and let the black and purple Seeker guide him to the berth. "I've... I've never really-"
Slowly letting his hands roam over the blue and white body, so similar in color to Thundercracker, but so different under his hands, Skywarp puzzled over what Mirage was trying to say. When he did, the Seeker froze, looking up at Soundwave blankly. The telepath took a moment, and then nodded minutely at the young Seeker, who made a strangled sound. "First time?" He looked at Starscream this time, who shook his head. Finally, Skywarp looked at Mirage, who was looking... worried. Terrified, actually. "I'll... keep that in mind, then," the black and purple Seeker said finally.
Mirage so very much wanted to apologize, though pit if he knew what he would apologize for. Sorry for not scoring earlier, I didn't know I would end my life as a breeder for Seekers? What he finally settled on was, "You don't have to." That didn't mean that Skywarp's hands didn't feel... really good, moving again and still so gentle.
"Nonsense," Skywarp answered, rubbing his hands down Mirage's torso, surprisingly similar to a Seeker's. "I want to. I want to be the first to make you moan and cry, the first to make you arch and writhe and feel. The first to seek your spark, to touch it and feel it..." The Seeker's words were low, husky, and Soundwave had to fight not to moan. He liked hearing the Seekers in pleasure...
Looking at Skywarp, Mirage could only gasp a little, too confused by new sensations and unexpected words to do much else. The words were so... wanton, so very much not anything like what would be said in the Towers. And with others watching... Mirage had overloaded before, knew what arousal felt like, but he was surprised to be feeling it now, so quickly. Hesitantly, he lay down, scooting up until he was laying fully on the very large berth, and then reached up, wondering if he would be allowed to indulge the curiosity that was slowly building.
Skywarp moaned, first at the site of Mirage laying on their berth and then at the touch of hesitant hands across his canopy. "Mm... feels good. Or go up, my wings," the Seeker's hands moved to Mirage's struts and wheels. "Or if you really want to make me sing, the seam where my wings join my body," his hands slid down until he was teasing where the struts met the Autobot's body.
Why weren't they hurting him, Mirage wondered dizzily, already arching against Skywarp and trying to remain coherent enough to fondle the places the Seeker had listed. He couldn't ask, whimpering and mewling from the touches to his own body, the wonderful touches... "Ah! Aah... M- My driver's seat? Please?" How did Skywarp know where to touch on him! Make him moan...
Skywarp nipped Mirage's neck, and Soundwave did moan, almost immediately having the other two Seekers press against him, scraping their canopies against his sides. "My cockpit, under my canopy," the youngest Seeker muttered against Mirage's thin neck-plating, pulling a hand away from the Autobot's struts and tracing the seat a human driver would use, the steering-wheel. He even tried to get his digit down to the pedals, an action which had Mirage giving surprised wails and trembling against him.
Fumbling around the canopy, Mirage was having a very hard time working out how to lift it without hurting Skywarp. Much of that was due to the utterly indecent things the Seeker was doing to him and the musical moans he was hearing... Primus, Soundwave was enjoying this. Glance towards the others, though, Mirage realized part of just why Soundwave was enjoying so much, and the sight was enough to send his vents into overdrive. The telepath really did look good with the other two Seekers pressing against him, randomly stroking and kissing him... Skywarp's canopy unlatched with a click, and Mirage set about exploring the seats, the joystick... oh, Skywarp LIKED his joystick being touched.
Mirage was easy to rile up, which surprised Skywarp. He had thought this was a version of forcing the pretty Autobot spy... But Mirage seemed to actively want this now. The idea to overload the spy and then rile him up again before merging came to mind... maybe he could make Mirage beg? But Skywarp didn't want that... he wanted his future winglet's co-creator to at least be willing to talk to him, and begging, well... That would probably push the Towers-mech too far. Anyway, Skywarp preferred to be the one doing the begging most of the time. It was very easy to find the latches for Mirage's chest plating, easier than it had been to find Soundwave's, and Skywarp was gentle as he triggered them.
It took Mirage a moment to work out what these newest sensations meant. It wasn't actually until he saw the light on Skywarp's vents that he realized... "Oooh... mm, I- I want?"
"Shh... Don't worry, Mirage. Here..." Skywarp took the Autobot's hand, moaning as it left his side, and then showed the Autobot how to open him, shivering slightly as armor plating moved. "Want... want to carry your pretty sparkling... What do you think it will look like? Purple and white? Or maybe blue and purple... Can't be blue and black, that would be too much like TC... I want to see it, Mirage. Our sparkling, I want it..."
Mirage frowned in confusion again, reaching for the pretty spark he saw. "Sparkling... O-our..." Why was Skywarp talking about... Oh, right! Sparklings! Little winglets... Mirage just knew they would adorable, miniature Seekers in a combination of his and Skywarp's colors... "Oh, yes! Yes, I want to see! Sky... Skywarp, please? Please, I want!"
Carefully moving Mirage's hand out of the way, Skywarp kissed the Autobot's derma before shifting up enough to align their chests. "Yes... Yes, Mirage, ours..." With a happy keen, the Seeker sank down, optics going nearly white at the first touch of Mirage's spark. Under him, the ground-based mech writhed, pulling at Skywarp and babbling incomprehensibly. There was a flash of blue-white as the sparks merged, data transferring, and then another flash as overload hit the two merged mechs, knocking them both offline for a short time.
Soundwave jerked a little, both his telepathic senses and his bond sending him reeling with pleasure. It was Thundercracker's firm stroke across his glass that sent the telepath into overload, though, and his was enough to send the other two Seekers off.
With five mechs in recharge, the room was silent.
And wow. This took off in SO a different direction than I intended. There's some hints towards what will be mentioned in the next part. >.> And I know, I still haven't done the Seekers bonding 'Wave... My bad, I'm horrible!
"Wait... I'm supposed to do what?" Mirage squawked. He had listlessly followed Starscream through the halls of the Nemesis, not even showing surprise when he was taken to a large suite of quarters where Soundwave and the other two Seekers were waiting. He also hadn't reacted visibly when Starscream had motioned him to a chair and handed him a cube of energon. This squawk was the first real reaction they had gotten from him, the first real indication that he had even heard them.
It was Skywarp, sitting on the berth and drinking his own energon, who explained a second time. "You feel guilty for taking Shockwave from us, guilty for what you government did to our, to the Seeker's, other winglets... you've given your life into our hands. You want to make amends..."
"But- but... What he suggested... How..." Mirage was afraid, but only a little. He was afraid that they would make it slow and painful. Skywarp was right, though, he had agreed to anything the Seekers wanted to do with or to him. Starscream had insisted on his promise before taking Mirage to the base, holding the invisible mech in his arms while he flew back, only disengaging his invisibility when he'd been told to upon reaching the room.
"You can help give us more sparklings. I can't... get my winglet back, but I can get others. Ones that you won't even try to take away," Skywarp answered. Nodding towards the energon Mirage hadn't touched, he added, "Drink. You'll need the energy."
Mirage looked at Skywarp for a long moment, then looked up at Starscream. The white Seeker gave a smile that seemed almost encouraging, and the Towers-mech dropped his head again, lifting it a moment later to drink the energon as ordered. Interface with Skywarp, give him winglets... "What about... I mean, are they just going to watch, or...? I- I have no right to ask, forgive me."
Thundercracker didn't need Soundwave's telepathy to know what Mirage was wondering... and he surely thought they would take any resulting sparklings from him. How little the spy understood Seekers, even yet. "We'll just watch. It's Skywarp who was most wronged, we hadn't even met him... and neither Star' nor I've ever created. We might decide to try later." If Mirage wanted it, or seemed to need it. It wasn't like they needed the Autobot to spark with, no, Soundwave would be perfectly fine for that. But, there would be no harm in it... Mirage was cute, and with Seeker-coding to provide his skills... "You realize, even with a grounder, you'd have a decent chance of making winglets?" Especially if the rumors of Mirage and Trailbreaker were true, which Laserbeak swore they were.
The Autobot simply flinched at Thundercracker's declaration. He knew perfectly well why that was so... well, it didn't matter, did it? He wasn't going to be sparking with anyone other than the Seekers from now on. Maybe Soundwave would join to... The thought scared Mirage, scared him badly. They must be so angry with him, and would likely take that anger out on his chassis. He should have taken the chance with Trailbreaker when he'd had it... even if they would have been shocked to get a winglet.
Skywarp stood, tossing his empty cube away, and moved to stand by Mirage, stroking the aristocratic face gently. "TC, you're scaring him. Don't worry, Mirage. I'm very good at this. The only reason I've not carried again is... well, I didn't want to." The sparkling had been his first, from his second merging. He sometimes wondered how many he would have carried if, like organics, 'desire' played no part in sparking.
Looking up at Skywarp, unable to keep himself from nuzzling slightly into the gentle touches, Mirage gave one last look at the other three mechs, sprawled about the room and watching him, and let the black and purple Seeker guide him to the berth. "I've... I've never really-"
Slowly letting his hands roam over the blue and white body, so similar in color to Thundercracker, but so different under his hands, Skywarp puzzled over what Mirage was trying to say. When he did, the Seeker froze, looking up at Soundwave blankly. The telepath took a moment, and then nodded minutely at the young Seeker, who made a strangled sound. "First time?" He looked at Starscream this time, who shook his head. Finally, Skywarp looked at Mirage, who was looking... worried. Terrified, actually. "I'll... keep that in mind, then," the black and purple Seeker said finally.
Mirage so very much wanted to apologize, though pit if he knew what he would apologize for. Sorry for not scoring earlier, I didn't know I would end my life as a breeder for Seekers? What he finally settled on was, "You don't have to." That didn't mean that Skywarp's hands didn't feel... really good, moving again and still so gentle.
"Nonsense," Skywarp answered, rubbing his hands down Mirage's torso, surprisingly similar to a Seeker's. "I want to. I want to be the first to make you moan and cry, the first to make you arch and writhe and feel. The first to seek your spark, to touch it and feel it..." The Seeker's words were low, husky, and Soundwave had to fight not to moan. He liked hearing the Seekers in pleasure...
Looking at Skywarp, Mirage could only gasp a little, too confused by new sensations and unexpected words to do much else. The words were so... wanton, so very much not anything like what would be said in the Towers. And with others watching... Mirage had overloaded before, knew what arousal felt like, but he was surprised to be feeling it now, so quickly. Hesitantly, he lay down, scooting up until he was laying fully on the very large berth, and then reached up, wondering if he would be allowed to indulge the curiosity that was slowly building.
Skywarp moaned, first at the site of Mirage laying on their berth and then at the touch of hesitant hands across his canopy. "Mm... feels good. Or go up, my wings," the Seeker's hands moved to Mirage's struts and wheels. "Or if you really want to make me sing, the seam where my wings join my body," his hands slid down until he was teasing where the struts met the Autobot's body.
Why weren't they hurting him, Mirage wondered dizzily, already arching against Skywarp and trying to remain coherent enough to fondle the places the Seeker had listed. He couldn't ask, whimpering and mewling from the touches to his own body, the wonderful touches... "Ah! Aah... M- My driver's seat? Please?" How did Skywarp know where to touch on him! Make him moan...
Skywarp nipped Mirage's neck, and Soundwave did moan, almost immediately having the other two Seekers press against him, scraping their canopies against his sides. "My cockpit, under my canopy," the youngest Seeker muttered against Mirage's thin neck-plating, pulling a hand away from the Autobot's struts and tracing the seat a human driver would use, the steering-wheel. He even tried to get his digit down to the pedals, an action which had Mirage giving surprised wails and trembling against him.
Fumbling around the canopy, Mirage was having a very hard time working out how to lift it without hurting Skywarp. Much of that was due to the utterly indecent things the Seeker was doing to him and the musical moans he was hearing... Primus, Soundwave was enjoying this. Glance towards the others, though, Mirage realized part of just why Soundwave was enjoying so much, and the sight was enough to send his vents into overdrive. The telepath really did look good with the other two Seekers pressing against him, randomly stroking and kissing him... Skywarp's canopy unlatched with a click, and Mirage set about exploring the seats, the joystick... oh, Skywarp LIKED his joystick being touched.
Mirage was easy to rile up, which surprised Skywarp. He had thought this was a version of forcing the pretty Autobot spy... But Mirage seemed to actively want this now. The idea to overload the spy and then rile him up again before merging came to mind... maybe he could make Mirage beg? But Skywarp didn't want that... he wanted his future winglet's co-creator to at least be willing to talk to him, and begging, well... That would probably push the Towers-mech too far. Anyway, Skywarp preferred to be the one doing the begging most of the time. It was very easy to find the latches for Mirage's chest plating, easier than it had been to find Soundwave's, and Skywarp was gentle as he triggered them.
It took Mirage a moment to work out what these newest sensations meant. It wasn't actually until he saw the light on Skywarp's vents that he realized... "Oooh... mm, I- I want?"
"Shh... Don't worry, Mirage. Here..." Skywarp took the Autobot's hand, moaning as it left his side, and then showed the Autobot how to open him, shivering slightly as armor plating moved. "Want... want to carry your pretty sparkling... What do you think it will look like? Purple and white? Or maybe blue and purple... Can't be blue and black, that would be too much like TC... I want to see it, Mirage. Our sparkling, I want it..."
Mirage frowned in confusion again, reaching for the pretty spark he saw. "Sparkling... O-our..." Why was Skywarp talking about... Oh, right! Sparklings! Little winglets... Mirage just knew they would adorable, miniature Seekers in a combination of his and Skywarp's colors... "Oh, yes! Yes, I want to see! Sky... Skywarp, please? Please, I want!"
Carefully moving Mirage's hand out of the way, Skywarp kissed the Autobot's derma before shifting up enough to align their chests. "Yes... Yes, Mirage, ours..." With a happy keen, the Seeker sank down, optics going nearly white at the first touch of Mirage's spark. Under him, the ground-based mech writhed, pulling at Skywarp and babbling incomprehensibly. There was a flash of blue-white as the sparks merged, data transferring, and then another flash as overload hit the two merged mechs, knocking them both offline for a short time.
Soundwave jerked a little, both his telepathic senses and his bond sending him reeling with pleasure. It was Thundercracker's firm stroke across his glass that sent the telepath into overload, though, and his was enough to send the other two Seekers off.
With five mechs in recharge, the room was silent.
And wow. This took off in SO a different direction than I intended. There's some hints towards what will be mentioned in the next part. >.> And I know, I still haven't done the Seekers bonding 'Wave... My bad, I'm horrible!