When Attacked By The Quintesons, The Guys Decide To Split Up, Soundwave And Hot Rod Decide To Go Together.

When attacked by the Quintesons, the guys decide to split up, Soundwave and Hot Rod decide to go together.

"Here's the plan. Perceptor and Dead End are going to try and use the machine Perceptor made to get people out of the loop. I'm going to go into the loop with Soundwave and try to get people out that way. Whirl and Clobber you two need to stand guard near the entrance and make sure we're not surprise attacked."

Everyone nodded and he could see Perceptor getting his machine ready. Hopefully it would work and they'd get at least a few more people out.

Glancing at Soundwave the two made optic contact which he quickly looked away. Trying to hide the blush on his face.

It had taken the two of them a long time to come up with this plan. At the beginning they fought each other over everything refusing to listen to the others ideas and immediately turning them down.

It wasn't until they stopped arguing and listened to what the other was saying. That they were able to work together and come up with a plan they were both happy about. Bouncing each other's ideas off of each other.

He enjoyed his time with Soundwave when they stopped arguing. He was surprising in a lot of ways and he found himself looking at him in a new light afterwards.

Once everyone knew the plan they split up. He went with Soundwave the two walking together as they reached the cortical physic patch.

Sitting down he grabbed one of the helmets.

"Are you ready?

He nodded and Soundwave helped him put on his helmet. He wasn't sure if it was just him but he could have sworn his hand lingered longer than necessary.

Once the helmet was on he was transported into the loop. Soundwave joined him a moment later and the two worked together to try and free people.

Soundrod moment where Roddy holds their sparkling and says, “i spent over twelve hours pushing you out and two years carrying you and you have the nerve to only look like your sire.”

He smiled down at his little one who cooed. Opening his chest plating he let his sparkling drink.

He was exhausted after pushing out his sparkling and would be on bed rest for the next couple of days.

Looking over he could see Soundwave getting his hand repaired by Ratchet after he crushed it while going into emergence. Which served him right for doing this to him.

He looked down at his sparkling taking in his features and felt slightly annoyed.

"I spent over twelve hours pushing you out and two years carrying you and you have the nerve to only look like your sire."

"My coding is strong."

"From all the transfluid you gave me."

He glared.

"You weren't complaining at the time."

He huffed pulling his sparkling closer.

"Hopefully your not as mean as your sire."

"What did I do?"

"Your stupid coding made our sparkling look like you."

"Well maybe the next one will look like you."

He froze and glared at Soundwave who realized his mistake.

"Hot Rod I'm-- I didn't--"

"I just pushed him out of my valve. Does it look like I'm ready to have another sparkling!?"

"You won't be able to for a while. Not until your valve heals."

"That's fine. Clearly Soundwave has gotten to frag me too many times."

He glared and Soundwave apologized. Even though it wasn't his fault their.sparkling turned out that way. If it was anyone's fault. It would be Hot Rod who was extremely horny the entire time he was carrying and kept begging for his spike. Sadly he couldn't say that because he didn't want to die.

Hot Rod looked down at his sleeping sparkling and decided that was a good idea. Shifting slightly he closed his optics and fell asleep. Soundwave owed him for making his sparkling look like him.

Not the glory hole anon here but i love the idea of Soundwave finding Hot rod and finding that he’s not only left planet but has gone to a colony of mixed species where the war is not allowed and he’s sporting a nice bit of extra weight that’s centered right at his plush round tank that definitely wasn’t there before.

He spent every chance he could tracking Hot Rod down and he's finally found him. The planet he went to was merely a stopping point so he could get on another flight.

He found his way to a neutral planet that was far from Cybertron, with intermixing species. The natives of that world were allowing Cybertronian refugees. With the agreement there would be no war or fighting.

Using his position as third in command. He made up some kind of reason for why it was of the utmost importance that he goes there immediately and alone.

Megatron having no reason to question him approved the mission. Taking a small shuttle he removed the Decepticon insignia and signal. Changing it so his ship scanned as a neutral.

He also took off his badge knowing it wasn't allowed. He couldn't wait to see Hot Rod. Even though he didn't know who he was. He imagined himself introducing him and getting to know him. Maybe convincing him to come back with him and join the Decepticons.

Walking through the busy streets he looked around. Deciding to go to Hot Rods work place first.

It was a little shop that sold baked goods. He walked up trying to act like another customer as he ordered. The entire time he looked around trying to spot Hot Rod.

When his baked good arrived. He thought about leaving and trying his home but decided to stay a little longer. Sitting down he looked around. The shop was a lot different than the glory hole. From what he's learned he hasn't continued that occupation.

He was about to leave when Hot Rod came out from behind a back door.

"Sorry I'm late."

"It's okay."

He watched as he put on a apron and began taking orders. Using his visor he discreetly watched him as he worked.

The pictures he found didn't do him justice at all. He was beautiful and he wanted him so badly, for more than just stress relief. He wanted Hot Rod to be his.

Eventually he had to leave not wanting to be seen as a creep. He wandered around for a while trying to figure out what he was going to do.

He was so distracted he ended up running into someone.

"Sorry-- I'm."

The two made optic contact and it was like the world froze around them. He couldn't explain it he just felt this weird sensation in his spark like they were meant to be together.

Hot Rod gasped putting a hand on his belly. He looked down in surprise to see that it was bigger than in the pictures. Almost as though he was carrying.

He found himself carefully touching his tanks. He wasn't sure who was more surprised him or Hot Rod. When the carrier didn't attack him for touching him there.

He felt a jolt through his body and he knew Hot Rod did as well because he gasped. They both stared at each other and Hot Rod had tears in his optics.

"You're the sire."

He nodded having no idea what else to say. In all of his planning he never expected this.

"I should go."

Hot Rod looked frazzled as he tried to walk away. He grabbed him before he could go.

"My name is Soundwave. I have been looking for you Hot Rod."

"What?"

Hot Rod gave him a shocked and confused look. He shifted scanning the area he asked.

"Can we go somewhere more private?"

Hot Rod gave a shaky nod and he followed after him.

Hot Rod took him to his house. Where he quickly closed the door and turned to him.

"How do you know who I am? The only people who could be the sire are my clients at the glory hole."

Hot Rod looked at him in shock.

"Why were you going to a glory hole?"

"I was stressed and you were the only one who could help. Everyone else couldn't compare."

Hot Rod blushed looking embarrassed.

"You were my regular. The one who always left me big tips."

"You deserved it."

"I guess I should thank you for getting me off world and all this."

Hot Rod gestured at his modest abode.

"I was so far from my goal and at the time I felt like I was losing hope and then you showed up."

"I know this might be weird given how the sparkling was created. But I want to be in their life. Anyway you'll let me."

Hot Rod put a hand on his belly looking nervous.

"Can I think about it and get back to you?"

"Of course."

He nodded leaving Hot Rods home and going back to his ship. Along the way he rubbed his spark which was screaming at him to go back and stay with his future mate and sparkling. He tried his best to ignore it as he laid in bed trying to figure out what he was going to do next. He hadn't expected the sparkling and it complicates his plans of getting Hot Rod to join the Decepticons.

Soundrod Gloryhole scenario? Hot Rod lets mechs use his valve in order to get money and save up and leave the planet but then Soundwave uses his valve and he's determined to figure out who the mystery mech is because their valve is so nice.

Going back to his apartment. He stumbled along limping slightly in pain. His last client had been horrible. Brutally ripping into his valve and they didn't even leave a tip.

Exhausted, he opened the door to his cramped apartment and collapsed onto his shaky old bed.

Even though he was exhausted and desperately wanted to sleep. He grabbed the money under his mattress and began counting it up along with the money he'd made that day.

With the war raging everyone was desperate to get off planet including himself. He didn't want to take a side, not after both sides left Nyon to burn.

Tickets off world were extremely expensive and work was in short supply. Which is why he needed to do whatever it took to get off world. Even if that meant he had to work in a glory hole selling his body.

Every day more refugees flee to the city he's living in as their cities are destroyed. He didn't know how much longer this one had before it was destroyed as well. He just didn't want to be there when it happened.

Sighing he put his money back, knowing he had a long way to go. He fell asleep trying not to think of tomorrow and all the clients he'd have to please.

He sighed heavily staring at the glory hole in front of him. He never imagined going to one of these places. Usually he didn't feel the need to interface. Too busy serving Megatron.

On the rare occasion where he wanted to release some steam. He would find another gladiator to help him out. Now however he didn't have that option.

The only people he could sleep with was Starscream, which would never happen. He'd rather die than sleep with someone as annoying and traitorous as him.

Or Megatron who would usually be his first pick, but turned him down for some reason.

He didn't want to get involved with whatever was going on with him. He already had enough to worry about.

It seemed everyone was trying to annoy him this past month. Constantly causing problems and more work for him as he inevitably had to clean up the mess.

The worst part was how horny he's been. Ever since he was denied it was all he could think about. He needed release and no matter how many times he used his hand it wasn't enough.

Feeling pent up and frustrated sexually. He needed to find release, which lead to him going to a glory hole.

He bought a room and went inside. Finding a pretty pair of legs. That were a beautiful red color. He admired them for a moment before walking closer.

He opened his modesty panel and jerked his spike a few times. Looking at the valve he could see that it was well lubricated.

He still stuck a finger inside and tested it himself, making sure he was ready.

He rubbed his anterior node and stretched his valve with two fingers. Admiring the way it clenched down on his fingers.

He grabbed his thighs and lined his spike up easily pushing inside. Groaning when the valve spasmed around him trying to get him further inside.

It felt so good and he began fragging his valve. Letting out all of his frustration.

It wasn't long before they were both coming. Their valve milking him for everything he had.

He went a few more rounds because his spike was still stiff much to his surprise.

When he was done. He went home feeling relaxed and satisfied.

Unfortunately it didn't last long. After having to deal with Jazz destroying his equipment, causing chaos to reign. Then Starscream making snarky comments. While the other Decepticons were no help. Caused him to feel extremely tense and desperate for release.

Even though he told himself he'd only go there once. He found himself coming back. Eager to find release.

Going to the glory hole. He found the same pair of legs as before.

He fingered him a little before pulling out his spike and sinking inside.

He'd tell himself it was the last time but every week he found himself coming back. Always making sure to leave a nice tip because their valve was amazing and nothing could compare.

One time he went and they weren't there. He decided to frag someone else and was left severely dissapointed and unsatisfied.

No one could compete with their valve and he found himself wanting to know who it was.

He wanted to recruit them to the Decepticons so he could frag them all the time. Instead of having to wait a week before he could visit.

Planning on learning their identity. He goes to the glory hole, only they aren't there. Dissapointed and horny. He goes back the next chance he gets only they aren't there again.

He keeps going back and every time they aren't there. Realizing they no longer work there he's distraught. He tries fragging other valves but none can satisfy him.

He starts trying to find them. Hacking into the glory holes computer to get whatever information he could.

He wasn't going to rest until he had them back. He needed them desperately and felt like he was going crazy he was so horny and needed release.

After hacking their computer. He narrowed it down to ten possible people who had red paint. He then opened their files and looked at the full body pictures taken of them.

Looking each one over he felt his spike twitch when he recognized the familiar red legs which belonged to a mech named Hot Rod.

He then hacked his personal information wanting to learn everything he could. He started with his home address only to be surprised and dissapointed when he learned Hot Rod had recently bought a ticket off world, which left yesterday.

He cursed his luck but was unwilling to give up. He'd find a way to meet up with him. Hot Rod was his, even if he didn't know it yet.

Soundrod Catformers? I wanna see Optimus' reaction to Soundwave being a good dad to the kittens he and Hot Rod had haha.

He sat on his kitchen table glaring at Soundwave. He loved Megatron but he hated his cat who'd somehow managed to get his own pregnant.

He didn't know what Hot Rod saw in him. He thought Soundwave would have used his poor little kitty once and then abandoned him afterwards. Because that was the kind of cat he was. Only to be surprised when he stuck around instead of being the dead beat father he thought he'd be.

He thought part of the reason Soundwave stuck around. Was so he could watch him all smug with his litter of kittens. He could already imagine him teaching his kittens to make his life miserable.

At the moment Soundwave was taking care of his kittens while Hot Rod slept. He looked tired which he deserved for getting his cat pregnant. He should be miserable.

It was well deserved. Megatron came over and noticed his staring contest with Soundwave.

"He's such a good father don't you think?"

"I think he's planning something. He's probably trying to create an army to take over the world or something. His kittens may look cute but soon they'll be tiny fluff balls of destruction."

Megatron side eyed him.

"I think you're exhausted. Soundwave isn't doing anything except being a father to his kittens. Which is sweet of him especially because a lot of father's will just leave and try to find someone else."

He shook his head.

"I know he's planning something and I'm on to him."

Megatron shook his head.

"Come on Optimus let's get you to bed."

"No! I need to stop his nefarious plans!"

"Come on Optimus he's just a cat. He's not planning anything."

Megatron took him away and Soundwave watched amused. Optimus was a fool in many ways but he was right about one thing he was planning something. Soon his kittens will join him in his attempts to defeat the stupid human and all his enemies.

Megarod au

Roddy is in a relationship with another mech but he specify’s it will never be serious to the mech and he’s being honest.

He tells every mech and femme it’ll never be serious because Roddy is in love with someone else.

Someone who he can never have because they’re married and in love with their conjunx.

Even after all this time he still hasn’t gotten over the mech and its hard because he’s friends with the mech. He’s never tried to come between them, not at their wedding, not when they adopted their first sparkling and not when Drift told him with love struck optics how happy he was.

Roddy didn’t give an ounce of venom, hate or jealousy.

He supported everything.

So when he just..broke down one day and couldn’t do it anymore. Couldn’t find the will to live or get out of bed and no one noticed. He figured it was okay. It was time for him to go.

But then Megatron comes back. Released on good behavior and goes straight to Rodimus. He sees the state he’s in and he..he can’t handle seeing him like this.

He’s always loved Rodimus from the moment he laid optics on him as a freedom fighter. But they were on separate sides and fighting for two different things because he lost himself to madness.

Then he stepped away from it all and joined the autobots and the lost light and he found himself ever the fool in love but he could see how Rodimus loved Drift and even had feelings for Ratchet. He was so shocked when nothing came of it and even more shocked how Rodimus never said a thing. Not during their conjunx ceremony or after.

He figures everyone has a breaking point and this is Rodimus’s breaking point.

He decides immediately while still looking at the mech lay in berth trying to rot away, that he won’t let him.

He takes Rodimus. Far from where the mech lives and makes him join on his journey to another planet.

Its peaceful, there’s things Rodimus would enjoy, things he enjoys and he admits one night months later when Rodimus is smiling again, enjoying life, enjoying himself, that he admits he was glad he was right. Rodimus asks about what and Megatron admits he used to day dream of bringing Rodimus here. He knew he’d have fun and he knew so many places had scenery Rodimus would love to paint once comfortable.

The look in his optics is something Rodimus never thought he’d ever have directed towards him and makes something in his spark come alive even more.

They don’t do it on purpose but they fall in love.

A sparkling comes from it, twin sparklings, and they decide to conjunx a little after.

So when their conjunx ceremony arrives and he’s holding one of his twins and Megatron the other, he doesn’t feel bad seeing Drift and Ratchet with their sparkling. He smiles and doesn’t feel the need to look back.

He’s happy with Megatron and his twins and everyone adores how cute they are and a couple people notice the little bump Roddy tries to hide.

Seems Megatron can’t keep his servos off him.

Roddy isn’t complaining.

He smiled walking down the aisle watching Drift and Ratchet. They both gave him an adoring look and he felt his spark spin rapidly in his chest.

He couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life with them. Bonded until they joined the all spark. It was everything he wanted and more.

Sadly he woke up staring at the ceiling all alone in his room and too large bed. He felt a tear fall and he quickly wiped it away.

He didn't know why he was crying. He should have known they'd never like him back. He had no one to blame but himself.

He tried forcing himself to move on, but it never worked. Whenever he'd go to bars or parties any time someone approached him. He'd always turn them down. Claiming he was in a relationship even though that was far from the truth.

He wanted something more than just a quick fling. He wanted something permanent and he thought he had that. Only to be proven wrong.

He wanted his first time to be special with someone he cared about. For so long he'd been saving himself for Drift and Ratchet waiting for the day they'd finally touch him.

At the time he would have let them do anything to him, as long as they kept him around.

Now that he was on his own. He felt lost. They didn't want him and he didn't think anyone would.

He went to the door only to pause. There was nothing out there for him. No one wanted him. He was meant to die alone. The only thing he could do, is make sure he wasn't bothering anyone while doing it.

He laid back in bed and fell asleep. He refused to leave just wanting to waste away. It wasn't like anyone noticed. No one visited him while he laid there waiting for death.

That.was until he heard a knock on the door. At first he dismissed it because he couldn't imagine anyone wanting to see him.

He didn't matter. He was just a burden on everyone around him. No wonder Drift and Ratchet didn't want him around.

He felt a tear fall and then the knocking continued. He again ignored it until his door was being opened.

"Rodimus?"

He didn't move or say anything. He just turned on his side facing the wall.

"Rodimus are you in here?"

He heard loud footsteps approach and he thought he was imagining things. Necause it sounded like Megatron. Except he was in jail.

He heard someone pause and then Megatron was kneeling next to the bed, looking him over with a sad expression. Which made his spark squeeze painfully in his chest because he looked like a mess.

"What did you do to yourself?"

He whispered, carefully taking his hand. He didn't know what Megatron was thinking about when he looked him over. Probably something like pity or shame to have ever known him.

He felt more tears fall and Megatron pulled him closer. Holding him as he cried.

"It's okay. I'm here."

He stroked his spoiler. Looking down at his co captain. He was nothing like the bright happy captain he knew from the Lost Light. Who was constantly searching for adventure and getting into all kinds of mischief.

Looking down at him. His once shining paint was now dulled and chipped. His beautiful blue optics that once sparkled with happiness, were now dull and lifeless.

Looking around his baren room. He was reminded of a time when his own room looked like that. Because he didn't believe he deserved to own anything. It was Rodimus who changed him. Who helped turn his room into a home.

Now he would do the same for him. This place wasn't home. This planet was suffocating him. Rodimus needed to leave and find somewhere where he could have a fresh start and not have to worry about everyone else.

Coming up with a plan he continued to comfort Rodimus. He wasn't going to leave him behind again.

He knew Rodimus before the war when he was still Hot Rod. He was a freedom fighter who inspired him. When he wrote about freedom for all, Hot Rod was the inspiration behind it. His ideas and willingness to sacrifice himself for others was admirable.

Watching the way he helped everyone despite the situation he lived in. Made him fall more in love with him then he already was.

When Hot Rod joined the Autobots he'd been upset. He didn't understand at the time. He thought Hot Rod would join the Decepticons for sure. He didn't realize how lost they'd become. How lost he'd been until it was too late.

He thought he'd lost him and then he was on the Lost Light and he finally had a chance. Until he realized he was in love with someone else.

It hurt and he tried to be there for him. He thought Ratchet and Drift liked him as well. He couldn't imagine them turning down someone like Rodimus. Who could make a room light up just with his presence.

He'd been waiting for news that all three would become Conjunx. Except it never happened. To his shock Drift and Ratchet became Conjunx and Rodimus was thrown to the side. It had seemed impossible at the time.

Some cruel trick of fate to lure him in and hurt Rodimus. Make him think Rodimus was single only to be proven wrong. He just couldn't imagine them throwing away someone like Rodimus.

Except here Rodimus was. Cuddled asleep in his arms. All alone which should be impossible.

It took him a few months but he eventually got everything in order. During that time he was always around,.checking on Rodimus and making sure he ate and was taking care of himself.

He knew Drift and Ratchet were busy with their adopted sparklings, but they never once checked in. Too busy to notice Rodimus was struggling.

When he asked him to leave he accepted. The two of them took off exploring the galaxy. He took Rodimus to a planet he'd visited at the beginning of the war. It reminded him of Rodimus and he wanted him to see it.

The two got a little house far away from everyone else and settled down for a while enjoying the planet.

Rodimus would spend his days painting the beautiful scenery. A smile on his face one he hadn't seen since before Nyon fell.

One night the two were cuddling together on their porch swing gazing at the stars. Rodimus leaned his head on his shoulder and he took his hand.

When the two made optic contact he found himself confessing. Rodimus was surprised and seemed nervous. He reassured him it was fine and that he understood if Rodimus didn't love him back and then he was being kissed.

He looked at Rodimus in surprise who blushed and snuggled against him. He leaned down and carefully kissed him. Giving him enough time to back away. After that the two traded kisses and fell more in love.

With Rodimus giving Megatron his seals much to his surprise.

"I'd been waiting so long for someone special. I didn't realize you were right here this whole time."

He kissed Rodimus. Worshipping his frame as the two made love.

A few months later and Rodimus gives birth to twins. Megatron is so happy he proposes on the spot and Rodimus happily agrees.

The two have a beautiful ceremony with everyone from the Lost Light invited. He held one of his twins who cooed happily and Megatron held the other.

He was discreetly trying to use the twin in his arms to hide the small sparkling bump.

Drift and Ratchet came over to congratulate him and he was surprised to find that he didn't feel anything except happiness. There were no spark flutters or romantic feelings at all.

He was happy with Megatron and excited to spend his life with him. Their ceremony was amazing and he found himself crying both from Megatron's vows and from being sparked again.

A few people noticed and winked or congratulated him throughout the night. He'd always blush giving them an embarrassed look. While Megatron wrapped his arms around his waist unable to keep his hands off. Not that he was complaining.

He leaned against him smiling with happiness. The two of them holding their twins as they danced together. Only having optics for each other.