So.. Megatron And Optimus Decided To Conclude A Peace Treaty, Hot Rod And Soundwave Are Also Celebrating.

So.. Megatron and Optimus decided to conclude a peace treaty, Hot Rod and Soundwave are also celebrating.

He watched as Megatron and Optimus signed the peace treaty officially ending the war. Around him everyone cheered and he found tears falling because it was finally over.

He looked around the room and made optic contact with Soundwave. The two of them stared at each other for a long moment and then Soundwave gestured towards the exit.

Moving through the crowd of people he made his way to the exit and let Soundwave take his hand. He led him down a hallway and into his office where he wiped his tears.

"Are you okay?"

He nodded smiling with happiness.

"After all this time, It's finally over."

Soundwave nodded and his hand brushed against his cheek making him shiver as he leaned against him.

"We no longer have to hide anymore we can finally be together."

He gasped looking at Soundwave in shock and excitement.

"I want everyone to know that you're mine."

He nodded eagerly.

"Now that the war is over you can finally put a sparkling inside of me."

Soundwave's engine growled and he shivered. The two of them made out and Soundwave pressed him against a wall when he stopped him.

"Wait stop."

Soundwave pulled away giving him a confused look.

"I want to conceive our sparkling in a bed. We're not at war anymore and we don't have to sneak around and frag wherever we can. We should enjoy ourselves and take our time."

Soundwave nodded even though he wanted to frag him as soon as possible. They quickly walked home together trying to avoid people as much as possible. Not wanting them to slow them down as they tried to make it home as soon as possible, before they couldn't take it anymore and started fragging out in the open.

They somehow managed to make it back home and the two spent the next few days celebrating the end of the war by fragging until Hot Rod was finally sparked.

As the two cuddled together in public Soundwave looked smug as everyone stared at Hot Rods growing belly because those two didn't waste any time.

Can we get a part ii to Drift and Ratchet trying to court Hot Rod but Perceptor is blocking them/trying to scare them off? I can see Hot Rod being exasperated because he genuinely loves the two and wants to be with them.

He found Hot Rod sobbing in his room and he rushed to see what was wrong.

"What happened? Are you okay?"

He checked him over for injuries while his bitty clung to him.

"Am I ugly?"

"What? No. Who told you that?"

He looked at his bitty in shock and then anger. His engine revved and he promised to kill whoever said that to his little one.

"No one said it to me but it has to be true. I thought Ratchet and Drift liked me but now they're avoiding me."

Hot Rod cried and he gave him a surprised look. Because he didn't think they'd give up so easily. He thought they would have put up more of a fight, instead of letting his bitty go.

He felt justified about pushing them away. It was for the best after all. They gave up on his bitty and weren't willing to fight for him. Which means they clearly didn't deserve him. In Nyon people fight for their potential mates. Even if they have to fight the entire functionalist guard.

If they couldn't fight for his sparkling they were unworthy of his love and he hoped Hot Rod could find someone better now that they were gone.

Even as he said that Hot Rods cries made him feel guilty for pushing them away. His bitty obviously loved them and was hurting right now.

He held him hoping that he'd be able to move on in time and realize that he could do so much better.

Hot Rod cried himself to sleep in his arms and he laid him in bed making sure he was comfortable. He then left his room and went to grab his favorite snacks and movie.

Along the way he stopped by Drift and Ratchets room. When the two of them saw him they immediately frowned.

"I hope you're happy."

"We did what you wanted and have stopped courting Hot Rod."

"I'm very happy because now Hot Rod can find someone better."

"What's your problem with us?"

Ratchet snapped clearly annoyed.

"You don't know Hot Rod. You act like you do but you don't. I see the way you two are with each other and I know my sparkling will only end up hurt. You two will always love each other more than Hot Rod."

"That's not true."

"Yes it is. Hot Rod will always feel like a third wheel. Whenever it comes to important matters or arguments it will always be you two against him."

"We can change."

He shook his head.

"The biggest reason I didn't think you two were worthy of my sparkling is because you gave up."

"You told us to leave him alone."

"You shouldn't have listened! In Nyon mates protect each other. They fight for each other and it doesn't matter who's in their way they will always fight for their mate but not you two. He deserves better and you two know it. Which is why I think you really stepped down because deep down you knew that Roddy could do so much better and you two were only holding him back."

He walked away leaving the two of them speechless as he went to pick up the snacks and a movie. When he got back Hot Rod was still curled up in a little ball asleep and he rubbed his back.

"Soon you'll get over them and then I'll help you find the perfect mate."

Hi

I hope you are doing better.

Dratchrod barbarian au ( idk why i keep asking for barbarian aus i just love them right now )

Drift and Ratchet stumble upon a sparked Rodimus who is traveling alone. He has a healing injury and won’t say how he got it. He’s still in the beginning stages of carrying but his tanks look bigger than whats the normal stage

Drift froze and began sniffing the air getting a worried look from Ratchet.

"What's wrong?"

"It's hard to tell but someone is injured. I smell blood."

He grabbed his medkit and followed Drift who led him through the forest following the smell. They came upon a young mech who was cursing as he tried to free himself from the snow.

He had markings from a different tribe but his armor wasn't thick like there's and made for the heavy snow. Which meant he traveled from somewhere else.

Next to him Drift froze and gasped a little causing him to look over and that's when he noticed the bump on his belly and obvious sign of carrying.

He looked at his belly wondering why someone carrying would be traveling alone much less someone so far along.

Scanning the trees he wondered where the sire was. He didn't know if other tribes were different but in their tribe a sire takes care of their mate.

Drift bristled obviously thinking the same thing clearly unhappy that someone would abandon their carrying mate.

He slowly approached not wanting to startle the young mech, who froze with fear. He pulled out a small knife and held it up growling at them to stay back while he tries to protect his belly.

"You're injured. I can smell the blood."

The mech flinched and he held up the medkit. Ignoring the look Drift was giving him as he observed the shaking carrier.

"Let us help you."

The carrier shifted in obvious pain. Giving them a weary look.

"Why?"

"You are carrying?"

"Where is the sire?"

Drift scanned the woods expecting them to suddenly appear when the young mech flinched looking about ready to cry.

"I'm not going to mate with you if that's what you're thinking!"

He snapped looking angry and upset.

"This bitty belongs to my mate and I won't let anyone override the coding."

He put a possessive hand on his belly and he clicked soothingly.

"We won't do that. We just want to help. Please let us help you."

The mech hesitated. Putting a hand on his belly he gave it a worried look.

"Okay, but if you do anything I won't hesitate to defend myself."

"That's fine."

He carefully came over with Drift standing behind him on guard as he worked. He could see a few healing injuries and when he asked questions. The mech immediately shut his mouth refusing to say anything.

It was obvious someone had attacked him. From the marks he knew it had to be city bots and he felt angry that they'd try and attack a carrying bot.

He checked the sparkling over with his limited supplies and the mech watched him the entire time. His frame tense with worry as he gently touched his belly.

He knew if he made one wrong move he'd lose his hand. The mech was clearly stressed and would do anything to defend his sparkling.

"What's your name?"

Drift tried to distract him. Realizing the carrier was terrified that something was wrong with his sparkling.

The mech hesitated for a moment before responding.

"Hot Rod."

Drift smiled happy the carrier had opened up to them which was a good sign.

"The sparkling is okay Hot Rod you've done a good job taking care of them. Although I'm worried about you being on your own this far along."

Hot Rod shook his head looking nervous.

"I'm no that far along I just look big."

He shivered obviously freezing but trying to hide it. He glanced at Drift who seemed equally as worried. If they didn't do something the carrier and their sparkling would die.

"Why don't you come back with us? It's not safe out here and my tribe can help you."

Hot Rod immediately looked panicked as he tried to get away from him. Wincing in pain when he hurt himself in the process.

"No I can't!"

He cried shaking his head frantically.

"I won't let you take my sparkling away from me!"

He put a hand on his belly. Scared they'd try and force him to be their mate. He knew some tribes practiced kidnapping, but they didn't do that.

"We won't. I promise. You'll be safe with us."

Hot Rod shook his head looking frantic and not listening anymore. His body shook as he looked between them.

"No! Leave me alone! I won't let you hurt us!"

He tried to stand and his legs collapsed causing him to cry out in pain. He tried reaching for him and almost had his hand cut off.

He glanced at Drift for help who was trying to soothe the distraught carrier.

"No leave us alone! I won't let you force me to be your mate! You're not my sparklings sire and you never will be! He has a sire who loves him very much and I would rather die then take someone else as my mate!"

Hot Rod continued panicking as he tried to run away again. Both of them were trying to make him stop worried he'd hurt himself more, but he wasn't listening.

Hot Rod's body seemed unable to take the stress and when the mech took another step he collapsed.

He immediately looked him over and gave Drift him frantic look.

"We need to take him to the med tent immediately."

"What's happening?"

"His body is under a lot of stress and is beginning to shut down. We need to get him warm and I need to look over his injuries I think some of them are infected."

Drift helped him carry Hot Rod, even though he was surpringly light which wasn't a good sign.

They took him to the med tent ignoring the people who gathered around having questions. Wanting to know more about the mysterious carrier. He ignored them as he got to work wrapping him in blankets and bandgang his wounds. Until he was no longer at risk of losing his sparkling.

Even though Hot Rod was asleep he began to shift and cry out for someone named Soundwave who he assumed was the sire. He gave him a sad look because he couldn't imagine loosing his mate especially if he was carrying.

The very idea was devastating and he promised to look after him and make sure he was safe. When he looked behind him he knew Drift was thinking the same thing.

As they looked over the carrier someone else was desperately trying to reach him.

I would love to see a Part 2 of Hot Rod being a housekeeper! Does Soundwave try to woo him?

His cassettes watched in amusement as he stumbled around their new housekeeper embarrassing himself.

Hot Rod didn't seem to mind as he worked on cleaning their home just happy to have work.

Eventually he found his footing and managed to have a normal conversation with Soundwave. The two hit it off really well and it wasn't long before Soundwave was inviting him on dates.

Even with the war going on he still managed to find a way for the two of them to have a nice time. When he learned Hot Rod was homeless and living in a shelter he let him stay in their home.

Before Hot Rod had arrived Soundwave was always stressed and would never take time of himself. Which would lead to him getting sick and having migraines.

With Hot Rod around he'd take breaks to speak with him and seemed to be happier. Something that brought all of his cassetticons joy.

They all liked Hot Rod who was really nice and never treated them differently because they were a cassette or a mechanimal likes others.

They enjoyed being around him and would invite him to things like their weekly movie night. Where they'd find ways to make Soundwave and Hot Rod sit together.

The two of them looked so cute, all happy and in love. All of them wondered when they would make it official and made bets with each other on when and how it would happen.

At first they had a rough start which was his fault. Hot Rod was so beautiful especially his mind and he found it hard to focus when he was around. He was always distracted by his beauty and trying to dive into his mind.

Eventually he got used to Hot Rod and the two of them would talk while he worked. He enjoyed listening to Hot Rod speak and sometimes he'd bring up some great ideas.

He had a feeling that he'd been part of some kind of rebel group from the way he talked. It sounded like he had experience dealing with Functionalists.

Even with the war going on Hot Rod had hope. Something he'd been starting to lose. It was hard when all he saw was pain and destruction.

That's why he was shocked to learn that Hot Rod was living in a shelter after his home was destroyed. He immediately invited him into his own. Because by that point he knew his cassettes saw him as family and he couldn't imagine him living in a shelter. When he could do something about it.

The two of them hung out more now that Hot Rod lived with them. He knew the cassettes were pushing the two of them together. They'd always invite Hot Rod places and make sure they sat together.

He was still nervous not wanting to say the wrong thing and ruin everything. When he asked Hot Rod on a date he could have never imagined he'd say yes. He knew the reputation he had and was worried Hot Rod would think he didn't care for him.

Even with the war going on he managed to find some nice spots for them to go on a date. Hot Rod always seemed happy and it looked like their dates were a success.

He enjoyed spending time with Hot Rod and it felt like life was better and brighter ever since Hot Rod came into his life. He was happier and his cassettes were happier as well.

One day the cassetticons we're gone and the two of them were sitting together watching TV. He wrapped an arm around his shoulder and Hot Rod scooted closer.

One minute they were watching the movie and the next moment they were making out.

Hot Rod climbed into his lap and he couldn't resist. Not when he looked so perfect like that.

Hot Rod ended up bouncing in his lap. The two of them moaning as his spike pressed deep into his valve.

Hot Rod felt so good around him and he couldn't stop himself from coming inside of him. Not when his walls squeezed his spike so perfectly. Hot Rod gasped his whole body shaking as he overloaded.

The two of them cuddled afterwards with Hot Rod still sitting on his spike, letting them go a few more rounds until they were finally satisfied.

As fast as Hot Rod had come into his life he was suddenly gone. He'd woken up one day to find his room empty and a note left behind telling him that he was sorry and that he had to leave and get off world. He then thanked him for giving him the money to do so.

He felt blindsided as he read the letter over and over again wondering what he was missing. Hot Rod never gave any sign that he wanted to leave their planet or that he was saving up.

He always seemed happy there and he thought they'd build a life together. He thought Hot Rod loved him and that he wanted to be with him.

After that he fell into a depression. With Hot Rod gone it was like all the joy was sucked out of his life. He threw himself into his work refusing to let himself feel. He focused on the Decepticons and ignored his cassetticons worried looks. He was fine and this was for the best. He had work that needed to be done and Autobots that needed to be destroyed. He couldn't think about Hot Rod or how much he missed him.

Soundrod

Soundwave goes looking for Rodimus after a one night stand. He finds him four months later with a belly thats pretty big and a noticeable waddle.

"What did you do?"

He stared at the text for a long time wondering what Ravage was talking about.

"What happened?"

"I can smell you on him. How could you forget protection!?"

"What?"

He sat up staring at the message in shock.

"What are you talking about?"

"Have you hooked up with anyone recently?"

He was about to respond with no he hasn't when he suddenly froze remembering a few weeks ago. The Lost Light had landed on Cybertron which meant Megatron was back.

He ended up getting really drunk and there was a pretty speedster who's valve felt so perfect around his spike as he clung to him moaning and begging for more.

He couldn't remember if they used protection or not. Both of them were drunk and eager to touch each other.

"Send me the coordinates to the Lost Light I'm coming there immediately."

"I'll see you soon. Although he's been trying to hide it I know it won't be long before others notice."

"It wasn't that long ago. How can he be showing already?"

"I think he's carrying twins."

He stood there in shock and then began packing his stuff.

"I'll see you soon. Watch over him until I get there."

"Of course."

He hung up and Ravage sent the coordinates and a way to track the Lost Light. He got his affairs in order before leaving as soon as possible.

If Rodimus was hiding his carrying there had to be a reason and that's what worried him the most. Although he didn't know him very well he wasn't going to let anything happen to him or their sparkling. They could figure everything else along the way.

When he finally reached the Lost Light they had landed on a planet to refuel and gather supplies. He observed Rodimus and noticed he was wearing something to hide his belly. Looking at the others it seemed they were unaware including his Amica.

On the way over he'd pulled up Rodimus file and learned everything he could about him, wanting to be prepared.

With Ravages help the two of them met up in secret away from prying optics. Rodimus was shocked and put a protective hand on his tanks without realizing it.

He'd suspected he was a tank carrier but this confirmed it. Rodimus must have realized what he did because he freaked out looking panicked.

He quickly reassured him because he just wanted to talk. Rodimus was weary and protective of their sparkling which made something inside of him happy.

"I want to join the Lost Light and be there for you and our sparkling."

Rodimus had looked conflicted reminding him that Megatron was there. Although he didn't want to deal with his former friend he accepted it wanting to be there for Rodimus. Who looked surprised that he'd stay with him even if he had to deal with Megatron someone he despised. It made his spark hurt as he wondered who hurt Rodimus and promised himself that he'd never be like them.

Finally he agreed and after filling out the necessary paperwork thanks to Ultra Magnus he was now part of the crew.

Both of them wanted to be close but they weren't ready to share a room yet. So he got the one next to Rodimus which used to be Drifts.

When they were finally alone in the privacy of Rodimus room he asked to see his bump. He looked nervous and he tried to reassure him knowing the horror's tank carriers faced on Cybertron.

Eventually he agreed and he gasped looking at his belly in awe.

"You're so beautiful."

Rodimus blushed and let him touch his belly. Which seemed to soothe the carrier and their sparkling having him so close.

He stroked his belly and talked to their little one. When he looked up at Rodimus he could see that he was equally as excited as he was.

There was an electrifying tension between the two of them as though they were too magnets coming together. The two of them began to make out and he helped lay Rodimus in his bed, while he worshipped his beautiful body.

If Rodimus wasn't already sparked he would have been from the amount of transfluid that had been pushed inside of him.

When the two of them were finally satisfied they cuddled together and fell asleep. Both of them excited for the future.

Flirty Hotrod x Playing Hard To Get Soundwave inside Macadams old oil house

"Soundwave."

He came over ignoring everyone else as he sat in his lap. He could see the Decepticons looking shocked as he wrapped his arms around his neck.

"I'm back did you miss me?"

"No."

Soundwave shoved him to the floor.

"I see you haven't freed anyone else."

"Who would you want me to get out of the loop...? Maybe Thunderclash he is handsome and everyone likes him."

Soundwave grumbled clearly unhappy with his choice and he grinned. Sitting next to Soundwave he leaned towards him.

"You know I think I might be able to get him out. He's always had a thing for me and I'm sure I can convince him to transform."

Soundwave clenched the glass in his hand so tight it cracked.

"I'm going to train."

The Decepticon got up and stormed out of the room. He watched him go before turning back to the others who were shaking their heads.

"I don't know why you'd want him of all people."

"He's obviously not interested."

He shrugged finishing Soundwave's glass he followed him to the basement. Where he was already in the training simulator beating up Quintessons.

He joined him ignoring the annoyed look Soundwave gave him.

"Are you following me?"

"No I like training especially when I'm on my knees."

He gave him a wink and Soundwave growled hitting a Quintesson.

The entire time they fought he kept making flirty remarks wanting his attention. Soundwave seemed to be getting more annoyed until he forgot about the Quintessons entirely and attacked him.

He quickly ended the simulation and dodged Soundwave's attack.

"What are you doing I thought you wanted to train?"

He gave him a confused look as though he didn't know what he'd been doing.

"You've been acting like a spoiled brat all day."

"Maybe I need a spanking."

"Shut up Autobrat."

"Make me."

Soundwave tackled him to the ground and pinned his arms to stop himself from moving. He could feel the rage radiating off his body and any normal person would have known to stop but not him.

His spark spun rapidly in his chest as he looked up at Soundwave who growled.

"If you don't shut up I'm going to gag you."

He shivered biting his lip which drew Soundwave's attention.

"Why don't you do more than just gag me. Why don't you frag me so hard I finally shut up for you. I can show you how good I'll be with your spike deep in my valve."

Soundwave's fans turned on and then his mask opened. He gasped when Soundwave kissed him the two making out. He spread his legs eagerly and Soundwave got between them.

"I'm going to frag you so good you'll struggle to walk after this. I don't care if anyone sees I'm going to take you right here and make you come around my spike."

He nodded eagerly his modesty panel opening and his leaking valve being exposed. Soundwave stuck a finger inside and he moaned.

"You are going to lay here and take everything I give to you like a good boy."

He nodded eagerly laying back and letting Soundwave have his way with him.