Hi, If You Dont Mind, Part Two Of Rodimus Hiding His Sparkling Bump. Dratchrod Edition.

Hi, if you don’t mind, part two of Rodimus hiding his sparkling bump. Dratchrod edition.

The two manage to sneak up on him and touch his tanks when he’s at the half mark stage and are so shocked and confused until the device breaks since his tanks were touched and now they know.

He'd been so careful. More than he'd ever been in his life. Fully aware that if he slipped up at all his sparkling would lose their life.

He stayed away from crowded areas. Worried about someone accidentally bumping into him. As his belly grew he had to practice walking so it didn't look like he was waddling.

The hardest part was staying away from Ratchet and Drift since neither of them could keep their hands off him. Even when he asked them to stop. They acted like all he wanted to do was interface and when he refused they acted like something was wrong with him.

It hurt. He knew his reputation made him seem like he was share ware but he always thought Ratchet and Drift didn't see him like that. Although he should have known. No wonder they always wanted to interface with him.

Since they wouldn't stop touching him. Their hands occasionally getting too close to his belly. He made the tough decision to stay away from them. Worried about his secret getting out.

Sadly they were always coming around trying to talk with him. He knew they were worried they did something wrong and that's why he was pulling away. He felt guilty knowing he was hurting them, but he couldn't tell them. He knew how dangerous it was and he needed to protect his sparkling. Which is why he always made up some kind of excuse and quickly left.

He was terrified of them finding out and knew that it was for the best, that he broke things off anyway. They didn't love him. They just fragged him occasionally when they wanted to spice up their bedroom life.

He never blamed them and he was happy with the arrangement or at least that's what he thought.

It hurt a lot and he'd oftentimes go home and cry. Wishing they wanted to interface because they loved him. But at least it was something. Even if it wasn't what he wanted. He still got to have them in a way, so he should be happy with that and stop complaining.

Whenever they interfaced, he'd always leave right after because he knew they didn't want him around. After they were satisfied he'd clean up by himself. Scrubbing his frame until his paint began to chip. Unable to shake the feeling of being dirty no matter how many times he cleaned himself.

While he was leaving he'd watch as Drift and Ratchet cuddled together taking care of the other making sure they had energon and that they had fun. He wished someone would do that with him. He couldn't remember the last time someone gave him aftercare. He thought it might have been before the Lost Light left. When he'd hooked up with Soundwave because he'd miss him.

He was brought out of his thoughts by a yawn. Looking down at the paperwork in his hands he realized he'd been reading the same sentence repeatedly.

He felt exhausted and his whole body ached. Even though his bump was hidden he was still dealing with the symptoms.

Yawning again. He decided that he'd done enough work for the day and that he could finally rest.

He had an appointment later with Perceptor, where they'd check up on his sparkling.

He was the only one he trusted since he knew what it was like. He also couldn't go to a normal medic in fear of them finding out. They would tell Ratchet who would tell Drift. All of them would be disgusted by him and would kill his sparkling.

The very idea made him shake with fear. He barely resisted touching his belly. Having to wait until he was back in his room.

He already loved them so much and he hasn't even met them yet.

He would die for them and couldn't wait to hold them in his arms. He was a little nervous about being a creator because he was worried he'd mess everything up.

Perceptor tried to reassure him that he'd be an amazing carrier. He also told him about some of his own fears when he'd been sparked with his bitty. It always made him sad, knowing Perceptor had lost his sparkling. He couldn't imagine losing his own. The very idea was devastating.

He hummed softly as he walked. Even though he'd been avoiding Drift and Ratchet. They were constantly trying to make him talk to them, through various means.

Sometimes it made him a little uncomfortable and he wished they'd stop. He knew Drift cared for him as his Amica, but this was getting a little much, even for him.

Poor Ratchet was being dragged around even though he knew the medic had better things he wanted to do, then chase him around.

He was sure they could find someone else to frag now that he was busy. He wasn't special or anything. He was easily replaceable and most people would be happy if he left.

He sighed his feet aching. Luckily his room wasn't too far away.

Since they've been following him. Trying to get him to speak with them. They've been going everywhere he usually goes in the hopes of speaking with him. Including standing in the hallway waiting for him.

To avoid them he started going the long way back to his room. Which was hard on his body and would cause him to throw up. Luckily both Drift and Ratchet were on duty and couldn't bother him.

He enjoyed his walk continuing to hum to himself. It was a lullaby he remembered from when he was a sparkling. Although he couldn't remember who sang it to him. He just remembered the feeling of safety when he was in their arms.

He felt a tear fall when he remembered Nyon and quickly wiped it away. Cursing himself for his constant mood swings.

"Rodimus."

He froze staring at Ratchet and Drift as they came out of nowhere.

"Enough running we need to talk."

He shook his head.

"There's nothing to talk about."

He went to leave when Ratchet grabbed his hand.

"Stop avoiding us and tell us what's going on with you. Are you sick? Did we do something wrong?"

"Roddy we're worried about you. You're not acting like yourself."

"I'm fine."

He insisted feeling uncomfortable and wanting to leave. Of course the two tried to block him but he pushed past. The three struggled with Ratchet and Drift trying to make him stop so they could talk.

Drift wrapped his arms around his middle to stop him and he screamed in fear. Drift immediately let him go as he pressed himself again the wall sobbing and shaking in fear.

He felt the device break revealing his sparked belly. Which he tried to hide, while begging them to stop and let him go.

The two looked at him in shock when Perceptor came out of nowhere and punched them in the face.

They both staggered backwards looking at Perceptor in shock. The scientist pushed past them and grabbed Rodimus. Carefully taking him back to his room and making sure he avoided everyone on the way over.

Rodimus was shaking the entire time he looked him over. He felt his own tears fall and he promised to protect him no matter what happens.

"I'll find a way to get us out of here. I won't let them hurt you or your bitty."

Rodimus was so frightened that he had a panic attack and Perceptor was forced to give him medication which knocked him out. Since he was worried about the stress affecting his sparkling.

Once unconscious, he started making plans to get them out of there. The entire time his spark was racing with fear and he barricaded his room just in case. Afraid an angry mob would come in and kill them both.

Hello, can you write about how Hot Rod and Soundwave fall in love during Quintesson's attack? :))

No one knows how it happened. Maybe Maccadams knows, but he was gone now. Which meant no one not even Hot Rod or Soundwave knew how they got together and people have asked. A lot of people and yet they never knew what to say.

They'd say it was because of the Quintessons and being forced to work together, which was partially true but the specifics were lost to them. One day they'd looked at each other and Soundwave found Hot Rod less annoying. Hot Rod found Soundwave not as evil. The two just seemed to fit together. Once they stopped fighting it was like everything clicked.

Like something they knew was missing was suddenly found.

If you asked Perceptor, Dead End, Whirl or Clobber. None of them would know as well. One day the two were fighting and the next they were working together.

They didn't think about it at the time too busy trying to free everyone else. It wasn't until they caught the two making out they realized the two were together or at least had something going on between them.

Perceptor chided himself for not knowing. He was usually more observant than that but he'd been distracted and hadn't realized.

Hot Rod and Soundwave didn't care. They loved each other and now the specifics didn't matter. They were just happy they finally found each other and got the chance to be together.

Hot Rod decided to play <<True or False>> with his friends

"Do you want to play a game?"

"What kind of game?"

"True or false."

"Do you mean truth or dare?"

"No."

Arcee gave him a wicked grin and he took a step back suddenly having a bad feeling.

"Come on Roddy it will be fun."

He was dragged into a circle with his other friends where they all stared at him. He shifted in discomfort feeling like he was about to be interrogated.

"Who's going first?"

"Hot Rod I have a question for you."

"Okay..."

"I heard a rumour you were in love with Soundwave. Is that true?"

He looked at all of his friends who were staring at him waiting for a response. Realizing this was a trap he tried to get up and leave. When his friends held him down.

"Answer the question."

"I have no idea what you're talking about!"

He denied. Not wanting to talk about this yet. He wasn't ready to reveal his relationship.

"Let me go!"

"Tell us what's going on between you two?"

"Nothing. Now let me go."

He kept struggling and his friends finally let him go.

"Why are you so interested in my relationships all of a sudden?"

"We've heard rumors and we want to make sure you are safe."

"Decepticons are dangerous and can't be trusted."

"We don't want you to get your spark broken."

"That's not true."

He gave his friends an offended look.

"Soundwave would never hurt me."

His friends all perked up looking excited. Realizing what he said he clapped a hand over his mouth.

"So there is something going on between you two?"

"No. Go away. Stop interrogating me."

"We're worried about you. We don't think you and Soundwave are a good fit."

"You have no right to judge out relationship."

"He's the Decepticons third in command."

"You don't know him like I do. He loves me."

"Hot Rod."

"No. I don't have to take this from any of you. I'm a grown mech and I can make my own choices."

He walked away before he said something he'd regret. Leaving the party he went to Soundwave's house. Noticing that he was upset his boyfriend cuddled with him on the couch. While they watched one of his favorite movies.

Hi, dratchrod with roddy being a sub anon.

Can we please get part two if you don’t mind.

Drift and Ratchet seeing him be approached by Cyclonus and Tailgate and they’re treating him like a sub and he’s melting from the touch enjoying it but his spark is still with drift and ratchet.

They zero in quick on Roddy and make up for thinking he was a dom and put him in a deep sub space.

They all talk about what happened

They didn't see Rodimus for a few days and when they tried calling him he didn't pick up.

Drift knew he messed up big time. He'd come on too strongly and had let his emotions get the best of him. But it had hurt seeing Roddy use them to hurt himself.

Although interfacing with him was pleasurable there was always this feeling of wrongness.

Ratchet didn't blame him. Although he was dissapointed he didn't stick to their plan of talking to him together.

They were both determined to speak with him. They went to Swerves because that was where he'd usually be during his time off.

When they got there they were shocked to find him curled up in Cyclonus and Tailgates lap. The two were talking and he could see Cyclonus rubbing his spoiler while Tailgate fed him.

Both of them felt jealous but they also noticed the way Rodimus relaxed against there touch letting himself get taken care of.

It was nothing like their usual interfacing sessions where Rodimus was tense and uncomfortable. He felt at ease and relaxed in a way they'd never seen him before, as he let them move him around and take care of him.

They both looked at each other at the same time when they realized what the problem was. Rodimus had been topping when he usually subbed, because he wanted to please them. He'd been destroying himself because he thought they wouldn't want him, which wasn't true at all.

They didn't care how he liked to interface. They loved him and wanted to be with him and to do that they need to be better. They should have seen the warning signs earlier. Especially when it was so obvious looking back at it.

They could have saved him so much grief and anxiety. As he forced himself to do something that made him uncomfortable. Worried they'd abandon him if he didn't.

They were coming up with ways to woo Rodimus. When Cyclonus came over and had a little chat with them.

Although they cared for Rodimus he obviously loved them and they wanted him to be happy. They needed to talk with him and reassure him. Making him feel safe again.

Both of them agreed and got to work finding a way to woo Rodimus and bring him back to their hab. It wasn't easy with him being weary and tense at first. Always looking uncomfortable in a way that hurt.

Slowly as they let him be himself. They watched as Rodimus relaxed becoming more like himself. Now that he didn't have to hide.

Eventually Rodimus was ready to interface with them again. All three of them had a long conversation before hand where they discussed everything. Going over things like safe words and making Rodimus feel safe and allowing him space to open up. There were a lot of tears and they still had a long way to go but they'd work on being better together.

Now that Rodimus was able to sub. He was happier and more confident in bed. When he came they were both left in awe because he was so beautiful.

Afterwards they gave him aftercare something he'd desperately needed. The two of them held him looking down at Roddy who felt like he was floating. Lost in a deep sub space he felt warm, comfortable and taken care of.

This time when they asked Rodimus if he wanted to stay the night he agreed. The three of them snuggled together and quickly fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms.

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.

Catformers AU where Perceptor was separated from his kitten, Hot Rod?

He meowed in pain. Trying to move around even though there was barely any room in the tiny crate he was trapped inside.

He cried out feeling his valve spasm. It hurt so much and he didn't know what to do.

After an excruciating birth. His kitten was finally here. He was smaller then average but he didn't care. He already loved him so much.

He laid down with his kitten. Feeling him drink his milk while he licked him clean.

Nuzzling his kitten he decided to name him Hot Rod. He was so beautiful and he'd do anything for him.

When his kitten had enough milk. He pulled him into his arms and cuddled with him.

He didn't know how long they laid like that, until he heard footsteps approaching. He tensed pulling his kitten closer in fear.

He hoped the human would move past him and leave them both alone but sadly that wasn't the case. The human came over stopping in front of his tiny little crate.

Leaning down he grinned looking between him and his kitten. He tried to block his view while hissing. The human only chuckled. Looking amused.

"Look what we have here. You've finally given birth."

He glared. Trying to protect his kitten. He wasn't going to let these humans hurt him.

"I'll be right back."

The human walked away and he thought it was over. He licked the top of his kittens head worried about what would happen.

These humans were mean. He was always trapped in this cage unless... He shivered trying not to think about it. He didn't want his kitten to suffer the same fate.

He heard footsteps again and he shook with fear pulling his sleeping kitten closer.

He watched as the human stopped in front of his cage again. He wished they'd go away but of course they wouldn't.

Opening the cage he scratched and bit at them. They were wearing some kind of glove which protected them from his attacks.

He refused to give up yowling, he viciously attacked them. While keeping his kitten away from them.

The human searched around forcing him out of the way and grabbed his kitten.

He charged at them. Trying to grab his kitten away from the human.

Only for the door to be slammed in his face. He cried as the human looked over his kitten who was moving around scared and confused. He desperately wished he could comfort him.

"He's a small one. We might as well get rid of him. No one will want this thing."

The human sounded annoyed when they looked over his kitten. He panicked thrashing around in his cage as they took his kitten away. He hit the side of the cage repeatedly tears falling as he watched his kitten get taken away.

He never saw him again. Even after he was rescued from that horrible place. It wasn't until years later that they were finally reunited and it was everything to him.

His kitten may be an adult now and have a mate of his own but he'd always be his kitten.