More whacked AU crap from moi and it's smut!
Title: Run to You.
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Blaster x Soundwave
Summary: AU - Partly using Dreamwave's comics as basis. A reimagination of Cybertron's society where the line dividing slaves from nobles is so thin, two mechs share a forbidden love. (wow this one's even cornier!)
Notes: Just in case anyone wonders why I described Blaster as being taller, the Ark compendium shows Soundwave being quite shorter than Ironhide and Ratchet while Blaster's almost their size. Soundwave's interfacing sounds are blamed on NK.
Not Beta'ed so feel free to correct me if you see anything wrong.
Blaster rolled around on his berth, trying in vain to force himself into recharge. He brushed his fingers lightly over his chest plate feeling that familiar aching within his core, his spark's desire for another.
"This is ridiculous." The young noble of the Blast house groaned as he vacated his berth, exiting his quarters for some fresh air, and walked through the halls of the large castle-like structure that was his family's home.
"Can't recharge again?"
"Hi Perceptor. I thought you'd be recharging already." Blaster looked at his brother with a grin, Shockwave's eldest son carried several energon snacks in his arms. "Still get hungry at this hour?"
"Sadly." Perceptor chuckled as he offered some treats to his brother before he nibbled on one himself. "What's bothering you this time?"
"The usual."
"Soundwave?" Perceptor shook his head lightly giving a sympathetic look to his younger brother, "You should go to see him then."
"I wish I didn't have to go and sneak my way to his quarters as if I was doing something bad." The young mech swallowed his energon treat whole.
"I'm sorry Blaster, but even if Soundwave wasn't owned by Starscream you know our father won't let you Unite with him." Perceptor felt a pang of hurt on his own spark, watching his younger brother's posture slump in defeat. He couldn't help but feel sad about his brother's situation, so deeply, truly in love with someone their father didn't approve of. Sure, all nobles were allowed and sometimes even expected to engage with their slaves or someone else's. But Shockwave disapproved of any serious relationships with slaves.
'Interface to your spark's content but don't treat him like a mate.'
Those had been his father's words in regards to Soundwave, the slave Blaster had fallen in love with, and, according to rumors, had started a family with. Perceptor was certain Blaster didn't lie when he claimed he never prayed for the spark that became the twins Rumble and Frenzy; but sometimes Primus' blessings needed no request. The red and blue mech was sure the cassette twins were Blaster's offspring, and the spark that was gifted to Soundwave had been asked for by Sunstorm.
Primus was a kind and giving god, but he never dispensed sparks left and right at any random chance. Sparks were to be prayed for by the intended parents, and a plea was to be made by the High Priest. Sometimes, however, the parents didn't need to request the spark. The High Priest would make a plea for couples that were evidently in love and he considered deserving of a family of their own. It was then Primus who would bless the parents with a spark if they were deemed worthy.
Even if Blaster didn't pray for it, the mech did little to dispel the rumors, as he cared for the twins like a father would. And deep down, Perceptor believed Blaster hated the fact his children were born slaves under Starscream's possession instead of the noble cradle they deserved.
"You should go to see him regardless. Your spark won't rest until you do." The oldest brother insisted.
"I guess so. I'll see you later, Perceptor." The orange mech rushed out finding one of their slaves, Tracks, waiting for him by the entrance. "I take it Perceptor called you?"
Tracks nodded and transformed into his vehicle mode. "Hop in, sir."
Blaster nodded and transformed into his alt mode, securing his position inside of his slave's vehicle form. A few breems later the blue mech stopped by the gate of the Clergy's state. Blaster exited the vehicle and rushed inside, searching for the quarters of his lover.
Soundwave opened the doors of his private quarters before Blaster could even reach them. The orange mech moved inside and wasted no time to wrap his arms around Soundwave, pulling him against his frame. "I missed you." He whispered softly.
"Likewise." Soundwave retracted his mask allowing the noble to capture his lips in a kiss full of need and sadness at the same time. Soundwave knew what bothered his lover, he had known it for a long time. But in light of the recent events involving the ascension of a slave, Blaster's desire to make him his mate before everyone's eyes had intensified and made his father's opposition to their relationship even stronger.
Soundwave wanted no more than what they already had. He had Blaster's love, and their twins that allowed him to explore one of his many talents. He couldn't ask for anything else. But Blaster wasn't happy whenever they were apart, he wanted to be with Soundwave, to share his life with him, and properly care for their offspring. Soundwave certainly would like that, too, but he was content enough with what they had.
"I can't stand this." Blaster rested his head in the crook of his lover's neck, feeling his tension leave him as Soundwave wrapped his arms around him, tracing his fingers along his back in a soothing motion. "I feel like I'm doing something wrong that I should be embarrassed of."
"Are you ashamed?"
Blaster nuzzled his lover's neck gently, adoring the metallic sound of Soundwave's voice. "You know I'm not. I just wish my father wouldn't make me feel like I should be."
The young noble brushed his fingertips over the edge of the chest plate of his lover where he normally kept their offspring for recharge. "Rumble and Frenzy?"
Soundwave shook his head. "With Starscream."
Blaster nodded and wrapped his arms around Soundwave's midsection once more, holding him close. "I should get going before I get Tracks in trouble."
Soundwave made a soft sound that was much like a melodic hum, prompting a chuckle from his lover. "You want me to stay?" Blaster whispered softly as he pressed his lips to Soundwave's neck.
"Stay." The blue mech nodded lightly and tilted his head to expose his neck better for his lover. The orange noble smiled and closed his lips around Soundwave's throat, receiving that hum as reward.
The noble pressed his lover against the wall allowing a hand to roam over the performer's body freely. His other hand made its way to the back of his lover's neck, undoing the loose knot that kept the lavender scarf, symbol of his Performer slave status, wrapped around his neck.
"I love you." Blaster whispered as he nibbled on Soundwave's chin gently and let the scarf fall to the ground.
"...Affection reciprocated." The visored mech hummed a little louder, drawing his hands to rest against the noble's shoulders, holding him close as Blaster's touch graced his form. His blue digits massaged his lover's shoulders gently and soothingly, producing a rather loud purr from Blaster.
The young noble's hands traveled across the plating of his beloved's body, fingers finding armor seams, rubbing and teasing places that made Soundwave's vocalizer hum particularly loudly. That was one of the many things Blaster loved about the Performer slave, the particular sounds he would produce when they interfaced were unique --beautiful, melodious hums that replaced moans and groans, and little shrieking sounds to replace cries of pleasure.
Soundwave tilted his head back as much as the wall would allow him, feeling his spark pulse in anticipation, his body responding easily to the noble's touch. The blue mech trailed a hand down along Blaster's back returning the ministrations of his lover. His other hand slid up to his lover's head, rubbing gently on the sensitive tip of the orange mech's horn.
Blaster groaned and tensed for a moment as his horn was caressed, groaning his lover's designation against the heated plating of his cheek. "Slag it, I love you so much!" The taller mech's voice was hoarse with desire and need for his beloved. Soundwave had no chance to reply, as his mouth was invaded by the other mech's in a passionate and hungry kiss he had no difficulty to return.
Hands traveled across warm plating, systems shouted internal alarms, energy fields flared wildly as the lovers approached their overload. Soundwave was the first to open his spark's compartment, bearing his spark for the taller mech. Blaster opened his own chamber, reaching with both hands to take hold of his lover's thighs, pushing him against the wall to bring him up to level their chests for their sparks to connect.
The Performer hummed again, wrapping his arms around his lover's neck and his legs around his midsection, his humming became louder as their sparks approached each other, allowing the lovers to look into each other's mind and soul. They weren't bonded to each other, but like many couples in love, allowing spark connection was as symbolic of their mutual love as it was pleasurable, a pleasure that could only increase beyond their wildest speculations when the sparks were merged and a bond was formed.
Blaster carried his lover's weight with his arms wrapped around Soundwave's bottom and upper back, pressing their chests together. The young noble could see everything Soundwave wanted to share, his unconditional love, his happiness for being loved back, his love for their offspring, and his wish to see him happy.
Soundwave could see all his lover wanted him to see, his love for him and their twins, the sorrow of parting after every night they shared, the pain of being unable to call him his mate, to honor him through all their customs and rites, his wish to make him and their offspring happy. His devotion and love that were all for him.
Blaster groaned his lover's designation as his optics offlined and his overload washed over him, barely registering the high pitched, yet subtle shriek Soundwave produced upon reaching his own climax, burring his head on the crook of his lover's neck.
The orange mech dropped to his knees as slowly as he could, laying the smaller mech on the ground and collapsing on top of him tiredly. They remained locked in that position for a while until their sparks returned to their own chambers. "I should go..." The taller mech whispered tiredly as he kissed Soundwave's jaw line. The Performer nodded slowly, releasing the other from his grasp.
After a breem or two to regain some energy the noble wrapped the lavender scarf back around his lover's neck, placing a soft kiss on his lips. "I wish I could be able to recharge with you and come online by your side..." He sighed softly, slowly pulling away from his beloved. "I'll see you soon. I promise."
"Have a safe trip..." Soundwave brushed his blue fingers gently over his lover's cheek placing a soft kiss on his lips before he stepped back. Blaster nodded and left the room, casting a quick glance back to Soundwave before he made his way to the gates and back to Tracks. Soundwave waited by his quarter's doors until he saw the blue vehicle leave.
Starscream grunted and looked back to Rumble and Frenzy, the twins were already in recharge mode in his berth. "Shockwave, you're a slagging idiot." The seeker muttered angrily as he made his way to his berth.
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Blaster x Soundwave
Summary: AU - Partly using Dreamwave's comics as basis. A reimagination of Cybertron's society where the line dividing slaves from nobles is so thin, two mechs share a forbidden love. (wow this one's even cornier!)
Notes: Just in case anyone wonders why I described Blaster as being taller, the Ark compendium shows Soundwave being quite shorter than Ironhide and Ratchet while Blaster's almost their size. Soundwave's interfacing sounds are blamed on NK.
Not Beta'ed so feel free to correct me if you see anything wrong.
Blaster rolled around on his berth, trying in vain to force himself into recharge. He brushed his fingers lightly over his chest plate feeling that familiar aching within his core, his spark's desire for another.
"This is ridiculous." The young noble of the Blast house groaned as he vacated his berth, exiting his quarters for some fresh air, and walked through the halls of the large castle-like structure that was his family's home.
"Can't recharge again?"
"Hi Perceptor. I thought you'd be recharging already." Blaster looked at his brother with a grin, Shockwave's eldest son carried several energon snacks in his arms. "Still get hungry at this hour?"
"Sadly." Perceptor chuckled as he offered some treats to his brother before he nibbled on one himself. "What's bothering you this time?"
"The usual."
"Soundwave?" Perceptor shook his head lightly giving a sympathetic look to his younger brother, "You should go to see him then."
"I wish I didn't have to go and sneak my way to his quarters as if I was doing something bad." The young mech swallowed his energon treat whole.
"I'm sorry Blaster, but even if Soundwave wasn't owned by Starscream you know our father won't let you Unite with him." Perceptor felt a pang of hurt on his own spark, watching his younger brother's posture slump in defeat. He couldn't help but feel sad about his brother's situation, so deeply, truly in love with someone their father didn't approve of. Sure, all nobles were allowed and sometimes even expected to engage with their slaves or someone else's. But Shockwave disapproved of any serious relationships with slaves.
'Interface to your spark's content but don't treat him like a mate.'
Those had been his father's words in regards to Soundwave, the slave Blaster had fallen in love with, and, according to rumors, had started a family with. Perceptor was certain Blaster didn't lie when he claimed he never prayed for the spark that became the twins Rumble and Frenzy; but sometimes Primus' blessings needed no request. The red and blue mech was sure the cassette twins were Blaster's offspring, and the spark that was gifted to Soundwave had been asked for by Sunstorm.
Primus was a kind and giving god, but he never dispensed sparks left and right at any random chance. Sparks were to be prayed for by the intended parents, and a plea was to be made by the High Priest. Sometimes, however, the parents didn't need to request the spark. The High Priest would make a plea for couples that were evidently in love and he considered deserving of a family of their own. It was then Primus who would bless the parents with a spark if they were deemed worthy.
Even if Blaster didn't pray for it, the mech did little to dispel the rumors, as he cared for the twins like a father would. And deep down, Perceptor believed Blaster hated the fact his children were born slaves under Starscream's possession instead of the noble cradle they deserved.
"You should go to see him regardless. Your spark won't rest until you do." The oldest brother insisted.
"I guess so. I'll see you later, Perceptor." The orange mech rushed out finding one of their slaves, Tracks, waiting for him by the entrance. "I take it Perceptor called you?"
Tracks nodded and transformed into his vehicle mode. "Hop in, sir."
Blaster nodded and transformed into his alt mode, securing his position inside of his slave's vehicle form. A few breems later the blue mech stopped by the gate of the Clergy's state. Blaster exited the vehicle and rushed inside, searching for the quarters of his lover.
Soundwave opened the doors of his private quarters before Blaster could even reach them. The orange mech moved inside and wasted no time to wrap his arms around Soundwave, pulling him against his frame. "I missed you." He whispered softly.
"Likewise." Soundwave retracted his mask allowing the noble to capture his lips in a kiss full of need and sadness at the same time. Soundwave knew what bothered his lover, he had known it for a long time. But in light of the recent events involving the ascension of a slave, Blaster's desire to make him his mate before everyone's eyes had intensified and made his father's opposition to their relationship even stronger.
Soundwave wanted no more than what they already had. He had Blaster's love, and their twins that allowed him to explore one of his many talents. He couldn't ask for anything else. But Blaster wasn't happy whenever they were apart, he wanted to be with Soundwave, to share his life with him, and properly care for their offspring. Soundwave certainly would like that, too, but he was content enough with what they had.
"I can't stand this." Blaster rested his head in the crook of his lover's neck, feeling his tension leave him as Soundwave wrapped his arms around him, tracing his fingers along his back in a soothing motion. "I feel like I'm doing something wrong that I should be embarrassed of."
"Are you ashamed?"
Blaster nuzzled his lover's neck gently, adoring the metallic sound of Soundwave's voice. "You know I'm not. I just wish my father wouldn't make me feel like I should be."
The young noble brushed his fingertips over the edge of the chest plate of his lover where he normally kept their offspring for recharge. "Rumble and Frenzy?"
Soundwave shook his head. "With Starscream."
Blaster nodded and wrapped his arms around Soundwave's midsection once more, holding him close. "I should get going before I get Tracks in trouble."
Soundwave made a soft sound that was much like a melodic hum, prompting a chuckle from his lover. "You want me to stay?" Blaster whispered softly as he pressed his lips to Soundwave's neck.
"Stay." The blue mech nodded lightly and tilted his head to expose his neck better for his lover. The orange noble smiled and closed his lips around Soundwave's throat, receiving that hum as reward.
The noble pressed his lover against the wall allowing a hand to roam over the performer's body freely. His other hand made its way to the back of his lover's neck, undoing the loose knot that kept the lavender scarf, symbol of his Performer slave status, wrapped around his neck.
"I love you." Blaster whispered as he nibbled on Soundwave's chin gently and let the scarf fall to the ground.
"...Affection reciprocated." The visored mech hummed a little louder, drawing his hands to rest against the noble's shoulders, holding him close as Blaster's touch graced his form. His blue digits massaged his lover's shoulders gently and soothingly, producing a rather loud purr from Blaster.
The young noble's hands traveled across the plating of his beloved's body, fingers finding armor seams, rubbing and teasing places that made Soundwave's vocalizer hum particularly loudly. That was one of the many things Blaster loved about the Performer slave, the particular sounds he would produce when they interfaced were unique --beautiful, melodious hums that replaced moans and groans, and little shrieking sounds to replace cries of pleasure.
Soundwave tilted his head back as much as the wall would allow him, feeling his spark pulse in anticipation, his body responding easily to the noble's touch. The blue mech trailed a hand down along Blaster's back returning the ministrations of his lover. His other hand slid up to his lover's head, rubbing gently on the sensitive tip of the orange mech's horn.
Blaster groaned and tensed for a moment as his horn was caressed, groaning his lover's designation against the heated plating of his cheek. "Slag it, I love you so much!" The taller mech's voice was hoarse with desire and need for his beloved. Soundwave had no chance to reply, as his mouth was invaded by the other mech's in a passionate and hungry kiss he had no difficulty to return.
Hands traveled across warm plating, systems shouted internal alarms, energy fields flared wildly as the lovers approached their overload. Soundwave was the first to open his spark's compartment, bearing his spark for the taller mech. Blaster opened his own chamber, reaching with both hands to take hold of his lover's thighs, pushing him against the wall to bring him up to level their chests for their sparks to connect.
The Performer hummed again, wrapping his arms around his lover's neck and his legs around his midsection, his humming became louder as their sparks approached each other, allowing the lovers to look into each other's mind and soul. They weren't bonded to each other, but like many couples in love, allowing spark connection was as symbolic of their mutual love as it was pleasurable, a pleasure that could only increase beyond their wildest speculations when the sparks were merged and a bond was formed.
Blaster carried his lover's weight with his arms wrapped around Soundwave's bottom and upper back, pressing their chests together. The young noble could see everything Soundwave wanted to share, his unconditional love, his happiness for being loved back, his love for their offspring, and his wish to see him happy.
Soundwave could see all his lover wanted him to see, his love for him and their twins, the sorrow of parting after every night they shared, the pain of being unable to call him his mate, to honor him through all their customs and rites, his wish to make him and their offspring happy. His devotion and love that were all for him.
Blaster groaned his lover's designation as his optics offlined and his overload washed over him, barely registering the high pitched, yet subtle shriek Soundwave produced upon reaching his own climax, burring his head on the crook of his lover's neck.
The orange mech dropped to his knees as slowly as he could, laying the smaller mech on the ground and collapsing on top of him tiredly. They remained locked in that position for a while until their sparks returned to their own chambers. "I should go..." The taller mech whispered tiredly as he kissed Soundwave's jaw line. The Performer nodded slowly, releasing the other from his grasp.
After a breem or two to regain some energy the noble wrapped the lavender scarf back around his lover's neck, placing a soft kiss on his lips. "I wish I could be able to recharge with you and come online by your side..." He sighed softly, slowly pulling away from his beloved. "I'll see you soon. I promise."
"Have a safe trip..." Soundwave brushed his blue fingers gently over his lover's cheek placing a soft kiss on his lips before he stepped back. Blaster nodded and left the room, casting a quick glance back to Soundwave before he made his way to the gates and back to Tracks. Soundwave waited by his quarter's doors until he saw the blue vehicle leave.
Starscream grunted and looked back to Rumble and Frenzy, the twins were already in recharge mode in his berth. "Shockwave, you're a slagging idiot." The seeker muttered angrily as he made his way to his berth.