MOAR fic that never ends.
I swear to Primus. The good news is, I think I have the rest of the story actually worked out. As though they'll listen. WHY did I agree to do anything with Seekers??
Carrying around the Decepticon Seekers was... an odd situation, as Mirage soon came to learn. They doted on him, stroking and cooing and cuddling him, bringing him energon, and generally making him feel as happy and relaxed as possible. He would have worried that something was up, except they did the same with Skywarp, who so very obviously was lapping up the attention. The two were actually never allowed out of the rooms the Seekers and Soundwave shared... well, and him too now, Mirage supposed. He wondered sometimes what was going on outside the quarters, what the rest of the Decepticons thought, if there were any attacks...
"Hello, beautiful," Thundercracker greeted, walking into the berth room. Mirage put aside the data-pad he'd been reading, the Seekers had some literature he'd thought lost ages ago. He didn't protest as Thundercracker slipped behind him, but did speak up as the touches became arousing. Not that he exactly minded, how could he after they had all shown him how good it could feel? But-
"Again? I didn't know it was possible to interface so much in mere orns!" Mirage lay back, against the now-familiar canopy and chest-vents. He did wonder a little when Skywarp came in, moaning softly and more or less carried by Starscream, but even so, that wasn't horribly unusual. Skywarp had been getting just as much as he'd been, maybe even more. Things got a little more unusual when Soundwave followed, and turned bizzare when the cassettes followed him. "Wait, what?"
Thundercracker laughed quietly, holding Mirage gently in place. "Surely you've noticed how heavy your spark feels, 'Raj. Don't you know what that means?"
The white and blue spy moaned and arched up as the Seeker lightly stroked his steering wheel. "...Okay... Yeah, sure. So why are you, mm... Molesting me instead of taking me to a medic?" And why were the cassettes here, even if Ravage did look surprisingly adorable curled around Shockwave and licking the purple sparkling.
"Think about that statement, ooh, yes, Star... Mmm... think about it, 'Raj. What medic?" Skywarp was obviously enjoying himself, and Starscream didn't seem to care about the audience, stroking and touching the younger Seeker determinedly.
The trine-leader did answer, however, while Soundwave busied himself pulling out two grey cassettes. "Anyway, Seekers have been sparking creations like this for millennia. There's quite a few good reasons for it, which we will explain later." Starscream stroked a dark wing, and Skywarp whimpered.
"But... mm, cassettes?" Mirage wasn't certain if he meant the cassettes that were about, or asking why Soundwave was preparing more. Thundercracker chose to interpret it as the latter, answering in between licking and kissing the Autobot's neck.
"It's what we have on hand. It won't hurt them any, and we'll upgrade them to Seeker-shells later, if they want. Relax, 'Raj, just enjoy this...
Mirage didn't have much choice but to relax, relax and pant, and he couldn't even reach Thundercracker at all. He still didn't understand why the old Seeker was trying to interface with him, until he saw Skywarp's chest opening up. Of course... one could only open like that by medical override or while aroused and seeking to merge. And if Seekers couldn't trust medics... but surely they had their own medics!
"Newspark... gorgeous. Healthy," Soundwave proclaimed, reaching in gently with his own hand as Skywarp keened and arched up, moaning for more. Mirage didn't see the actual transfer, reacting to Skywarp's needy keen by splitting his own chest-plate, trying sate the Seeker. He barely even noticed as Soundwave repeated the process, carefully collecting the sparkling and inserting it into the other cassette body.
"TC... more, please..." He had felt so good, someone had touched his spark, and then it had stopped... Growling, Mirage twisted in Thundercracker's arms, licking and stroking and hitting every single hotspot he had learned until finally, finally, the blue chestplates moved out of his way. He slammed himself into Thundercracker, mewling, and oh, he wouldn't even mind another Seeker sparkling, he liked how they treated him while he was here and it just felt so good...
Optics resetting, Mirage realized he had blacked out from the overload. His spark felt lighter, but before he could worry, the Autobot felt a small form squirming against him. Looking at it blearily for a few clicks, Mirage looked around to see Skywarp in a similar state against Starscream, the white Seeker already holding a grey body. Looking back at the sparkling against him, Mirage gave an odd sobbing sound before picking it up and nuzzling it. He barely even noticed as Laserbeak and Ratbat landed on his shoulders, looking down at the new life. The mood was broken by Soundwave, and Mirage could have sworn the telepath sounded fondly exasperated. "Thundercracker, Skywarp, Mirage, all carrying. Again."
"I'm going to feel left out at this rate," Starscream observed tiredly.
Oh well, that was fun. Not sure how I like it, but fun. *nods*
Carrying around the Decepticon Seekers was... an odd situation, as Mirage soon came to learn. They doted on him, stroking and cooing and cuddling him, bringing him energon, and generally making him feel as happy and relaxed as possible. He would have worried that something was up, except they did the same with Skywarp, who so very obviously was lapping up the attention. The two were actually never allowed out of the rooms the Seekers and Soundwave shared... well, and him too now, Mirage supposed. He wondered sometimes what was going on outside the quarters, what the rest of the Decepticons thought, if there were any attacks...
"Hello, beautiful," Thundercracker greeted, walking into the berth room. Mirage put aside the data-pad he'd been reading, the Seekers had some literature he'd thought lost ages ago. He didn't protest as Thundercracker slipped behind him, but did speak up as the touches became arousing. Not that he exactly minded, how could he after they had all shown him how good it could feel? But-
"Again? I didn't know it was possible to interface so much in mere orns!" Mirage lay back, against the now-familiar canopy and chest-vents. He did wonder a little when Skywarp came in, moaning softly and more or less carried by Starscream, but even so, that wasn't horribly unusual. Skywarp had been getting just as much as he'd been, maybe even more. Things got a little more unusual when Soundwave followed, and turned bizzare when the cassettes followed him. "Wait, what?"
Thundercracker laughed quietly, holding Mirage gently in place. "Surely you've noticed how heavy your spark feels, 'Raj. Don't you know what that means?"
The white and blue spy moaned and arched up as the Seeker lightly stroked his steering wheel. "...Okay... Yeah, sure. So why are you, mm... Molesting me instead of taking me to a medic?" And why were the cassettes here, even if Ravage did look surprisingly adorable curled around Shockwave and licking the purple sparkling.
"Think about that statement, ooh, yes, Star... Mmm... think about it, 'Raj. What medic?" Skywarp was obviously enjoying himself, and Starscream didn't seem to care about the audience, stroking and touching the younger Seeker determinedly.
The trine-leader did answer, however, while Soundwave busied himself pulling out two grey cassettes. "Anyway, Seekers have been sparking creations like this for millennia. There's quite a few good reasons for it, which we will explain later." Starscream stroked a dark wing, and Skywarp whimpered.
"But... mm, cassettes?" Mirage wasn't certain if he meant the cassettes that were about, or asking why Soundwave was preparing more. Thundercracker chose to interpret it as the latter, answering in between licking and kissing the Autobot's neck.
"It's what we have on hand. It won't hurt them any, and we'll upgrade them to Seeker-shells later, if they want. Relax, 'Raj, just enjoy this...
Mirage didn't have much choice but to relax, relax and pant, and he couldn't even reach Thundercracker at all. He still didn't understand why the old Seeker was trying to interface with him, until he saw Skywarp's chest opening up. Of course... one could only open like that by medical override or while aroused and seeking to merge. And if Seekers couldn't trust medics... but surely they had their own medics!
"Newspark... gorgeous. Healthy," Soundwave proclaimed, reaching in gently with his own hand as Skywarp keened and arched up, moaning for more. Mirage didn't see the actual transfer, reacting to Skywarp's needy keen by splitting his own chest-plate, trying sate the Seeker. He barely even noticed as Soundwave repeated the process, carefully collecting the sparkling and inserting it into the other cassette body.
"TC... more, please..." He had felt so good, someone had touched his spark, and then it had stopped... Growling, Mirage twisted in Thundercracker's arms, licking and stroking and hitting every single hotspot he had learned until finally, finally, the blue chestplates moved out of his way. He slammed himself into Thundercracker, mewling, and oh, he wouldn't even mind another Seeker sparkling, he liked how they treated him while he was here and it just felt so good...
Optics resetting, Mirage realized he had blacked out from the overload. His spark felt lighter, but before he could worry, the Autobot felt a small form squirming against him. Looking at it blearily for a few clicks, Mirage looked around to see Skywarp in a similar state against Starscream, the white Seeker already holding a grey body. Looking back at the sparkling against him, Mirage gave an odd sobbing sound before picking it up and nuzzling it. He barely even noticed as Laserbeak and Ratbat landed on his shoulders, looking down at the new life. The mood was broken by Soundwave, and Mirage could have sworn the telepath sounded fondly exasperated. "Thundercracker, Skywarp, Mirage, all carrying. Again."
"I'm going to feel left out at this rate," Starscream observed tiredly.
Oh well, that was fun. Not sure how I like it, but fun. *nods*