Rodimus Finally Feeling Safe Enough To Drop And Reveal Hes A Bottom/sub After A Passionate Round Of Interfacing

Rodimus finally feeling safe enough to drop and reveal he’s a bottom/sub after a passionate round of interfacing with drift & ratchet.

They are so shocked he isn’t a dom or service top like they thought but they love him still and slowly take him apart accidentally overloading inside him.

…maybe a sparkling comes maybe one doesn’t up to you

He could feel both Ratchet and Drift on either side boxing him in as they drank and laughed. Every brush of their thighs against his sent shivers up his spine.

He felt safe in that moment. Like he was wrapped in a warm blanket on the verge of falling asleep.

He felt Drift nudge him and he blinked looking over at his Amica who grinned.

"Don't tell me you're already getting tired?"

He shook his head because he wasn't. He was just enjoying himself. Taking his glass he finished his drink and looked around. Watching people dance to the pounding music he found himself itching to do the same.

Both Ratchet and Drift noticed his interest because they took his hands and led him to the dance floor. Where the three of them danced together even though Ratchet complained that he was too old for this.

He laughed leaning against them both as he spun around. Moving his body to the rhythm of the music with his optics closed as he let himself get lost in the music.

Feeling someone staring at him he opened his optics to find Ratchet and Drift watching him with lust in their optics. He blushed feeling embarrassed and uncertain.

The two of them confidently came over and pulled him away from the dance floor. He found himself following along unable to resist as the three of them made out, their hands roaming his body.

They took him back to their room and he let them kiss him. His mind felt foggy and he laid back in bed watching as the two of them made out.

His body felt nice and relaxed and he enjoyed the moment. He watched as the two pulled away slightly but didn't go far. Ratchet frowned noticing something was off and gave him a worried look.

"Are you okay?"

He gave them a sluggish nod and Drift glanced at Ratchet noticing something was wrong as well.

"I didn't think you had that much to drink and you seemed fine when we were dancing."

Ratchet scanned him and began checking him over.

"Most of the energex has already left his body. Something else is going on."

Drift looked at his aura and then gasped nudging Ratchet slightly.

"Ratty he's in sub space."

"What?"

Ratchet glanced at him again taking in the foggy trusting look in his optics and the way he was nice and relaxed.

"He's already deep in sub space even though we haven't done anything yet besides make out."

Drift stroked his head and he leaned into his touch while Ratchet watched them.

"I thought he was a dom. He always seemed like one."

"I thought he was one as well."

Hearing their conversation he felt tears in his optics as the blissful feeling started to fade.

"I'm sorry I'm not what you wanted please don't leave me."

He sobbed and both of them gave him an alarmed look.

"We're not going to leave you."

"We love you so much we were just surprised."

Drift stroked his helm and looked at Ratchet.

"We're going to take care of you and show you how much we love you."

Ratchet kissed his hand and reassured him that he was safe. The two of them coaxed him back into sub space with the promise they would take care of him.

He let them moaning as they made love to him and filled him with their transfluid. It felt so good and he ended up crying from happiness as they cuddled together.

Both Drift and Ratchet were worried at first. Until they realize it was because he was happy. With everyone else he felt the need to perform and be someone he wasn't to please them. With Drift and Ratchet he could be himself and it lifted a weight off his shoulders he didn't even realize was there.

A few weeks later he started to feel weird. He began throwing up in the morning and having weird cravings he didn't have before. Most foods would make him sick including his usual blend.

Ratchet immediately noticed the signs and took him to the medbay where the three of them nervously waited for the results as they talked over what they were going to do.

When the results came back positive they were all happy. They hugged each other and he may have cried a little from happiness.

I've been having writers block recently when it comes to my AO3 account and writing on there but your asks have helped a lot. I love all of your ideas and if you have any more send them to me.

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.

Megatron sees how much pain Rodimus is in because he always watches him.

Rodimus longs for Drift and ratchet but the best he can get is being a fun frag.

He doesn’t even mean to he just…his spark just acts on its own.

Megatron lays a servo on Rodimus lower back every time he sees him. To discuss plans or help him out the doors.

Brings him energon and watches him cook it. He servo feeds him, public or private doesn’t matter.

Sends little poems to Rodimus who asks questions because he doesn’t understand the stuff but it does sound pretty.

Brings packets of crystal seeds because he knows Rodimus loves to garden and he makes a space in both their habs for the plants to thrive before two separate habs become one.

Rodimus doesn’t even realize he touches Megatrons chassis often or feels along him. Its absent minded when he stands behind or beside Megatron and feels on him, resting his helmet against him.

It soothes something in both of them and they don’t realize until Rodimus’s heat hits and they spark merge.

Drift and ratchet don’t realize until its too late.

"Rodimus?"

"Can't talk right now I have captain stuff... That needs to be done."

Rodimus wouldn't look at him as he went back to his room looking sad and rejected. He sighed wishing he wouldn't do this to himself.

He deserved something better than a quick frag and should find someone who loves him. However he was stubborn and refused to listen whenever he told him, that what he was doing wasn't healthy.

He found himself looking after Rodimus and finding ways to distract him whenever he tried to meet up with Drift and Ratchet so they could frag.

He was tired of watching Rodimus hurt himself over and over again, trying to chase two people who weren't interested. He deserved better and he wanted him to be happy.

It started with him asking Rodimus if he wanted to have dinner with him. That way he could keep an optic on him and keep him away from the bar.

Rodimus had been heavily drinking recently and it worried him because it made him vulnerable and people weren't afraid to take advantage of that. Spreading nasty rumors about how easy he was when Rodimus could barely stand.

Whenever he did get drunk he'd always be there to watch over him and make sure he got home safely and didn't do anything reckless.

While they ate together. He learned what Rodimus favorite energon was and loved bringing it to him and watching the way his face would light up. He was so cute and he found himself falling more in love with him.

One day he bought a bunch of ingredients and asked Rodimus if he could teach him how to cook. Since he noticed that he'd occasionally bring home cooked meals which were always amazing.

Rodimus would blush whenever he praised the chef giving him an embarrassed look as he preened happy with his compliments and always willing to make more.

He was a terrible cook and set things on fire multiple times much to his dismay. Rodimus would pat his back sympathetically and offer to make him home cooked meals which he gladly ate because he was an amazing cook.

He noticed that it made Rodimus happy and that he enjoyed cooking more now that he had someone to share with.

Whenever he saw Rodimus he'd stand near him and put a hand on his lower back in comfort. Always reminding him that he was here for him.

Rodimus would subconsciously lean into his touch and cuddle against his side as he wrapped an arm around him.

He was so amazing and he'd give him little gifts to remind him. He knew how much Rodimus loved his little garden and he found himself on the lookout for plants that Rodimus didn't have yet.

The two of them began to hang out all the time. He'd write Rodimus poetry and he'd always ask him questions about it. Sometimes he didn't understand what was being said, but he always thought it was beautiful.

Rodimus liked taking care of him and he liked caring for him as well. The two of them seemed to come together in a way he never expected.

Whenever they ate together. They'd happily feed each other. Ignoring Whirl who'd always gag in disgust at their affection.

He enjoyed taking care of Rodimus and hand feeding him after he'd worked hard to make him a meal.

He didn't even realize how close they'd become. Because it felt like Rodimus had always been by his side.

It wasn't until he looked around his room one day and was constantly reminded of Rodimus.

His plants had managed to find their way into his home along with his art. When he went into his bathroom he found Rodimus wax and grooming supplies inside along with his own.

The kitchen had all kinds of cookware that he didn't even know the names of but Rodimus did.

Looking at his room he was amazed at how full of life it had become. Before it felt like a prison and now it felt like a home. Something he never thought he'd have again.

Eventually the two of them decided to make it official and moved in together. It didn't change much since they practically lived with each other before. The only difference is that they didn't have to trade which bed they'd been sleeping on that night.

Everything was perfect and he didn't think it could get better than this until Rodimus heat cycle started and they spent it together.

They ended up bonding their sparks together and becoming Conjunx. Then shortly after that Rodimus started showing and the two of them were excited when they found out he was sparked.

Ratchet and Drift could only watch in shock as Rodimus was suddenly bonded with a sparkling on the way. The two of them realizing what they'd let slip through their fingers.

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.

Soundrod romance and mechpreg set with Soundwave looking like Tfp soundwave

Its an au where Soundwave is an older mech in his late thirties while Rodimus is in his early twenties. Rodimus interns to work at Soundwaves company during his pre heat where his hips are wider, his tanks are puffy and his chassis feels tight and heavy.

Soundwave notices all of this and he wants Rodimus. He wants the mech the moment he saw the picture on his application and read his name.

He knows this mech is beautiful and he wants him all for himself.

He lets Rodimus start in two days, much much faster than any job Rodimus has ever seen but the upped pay is incredible and so he starts in two days getting the paperwork for Soundwave and working up close with him.

Soundwave makes close contact a norm between the two that Rodimus always blushes at and its about a month into working together that Soundwave brushes his finger tips up Rodimus’s thigh plating making him quiver does Soundwave offer him a deal.

“Rodimus: work in a more private setting for Soundwave. Benefits: exceeding current status.”

And Rodimus…he takes it.

Meets Soundwave at his home, wearing simple but beautiful jewels that entice Soundwave and now the two are in Soundwave’s bedroom tangled between the sheets where they accidentally trigger each other’s rut and heat leading to a long week of fragging.

When they finally come back down Rodimus wants space and Soundwavw reluctantly gives it but respects Rodimus’s boundaries.

Rodimus is stuck between wanting to run from all the love Soundwave was pouring into vs wanting to stay and accept every ounce of love the mech so freely gave both in his touch, optics and whispers.

Rodimus getting sick at work pushes the conversation when they find out he’s sparked.

A spin of 50 shades of grey basically lol

He sighed forcing himself to get up. It was his first day of work as a secretary for the Decepticons. After his last job closed down he'd been searching for work all over. Wanting to find something before the summer ended and school started.

It wasn't easy with every job he applied for denying his application because they wanted him available all day every day. Which wouldn't allow him to go to school. Other jobs simply threw his application away because he was an Omega. It was annoying and when he first came across the application for this job, he'd been doubtful that he'd get the job.

Even though it was a secretary job it somehow felt like he needed a degree and at least ten years of experience.

When he'd gotten an interview he'd been surprised and even more surprised when he got the job. Especially because they wanted him to work as soon as possible.

The best part about the job. That he'd been pleasantly surprised to hear was how much he'd be making. The application said he'd be making little more than minimum wage, but his updated wages were a lot more and he couldn't complain.

After work today he was going to buy the fancy ice cream to celebrate and work on some of his art.

Getting to the large building he tried not to feel intimidated. Walking inside he looked around shifting in discomfort because everyone was dressed in nice suits and dresses. Making him feel underdressed. Vaguely he wondered if there was a dress code as he walked to the elevator. Which would take him to the floor he'd be working on.

He looked down at the nicest pants he owned cringing when he saw a few paint splatters. His shirt looked okay and it was the nicest one he owned in a color people said looked good on him.

He glanced at the elevator doors watching as he slowly rose. Glancing at his hands he picked at the paint he'd gotten on them and hadn't managed to wash off yet. It seemed like he always had paint on his hands and he wondered if that was going to be a problem.

This was the same clothes he'd worn to his job interview and they didn't say anything, so he guessed it was fine.

Although the person he'd be working for seemed to be high in the chain of command and he had no idea how his boss would feel about his clothes.

The door opened and he stepped out. Looking around he realized there was only one office on the entire floor, with one desk outside of it.

He became even more nervous because this was the top CEOs office. He had no idea he would be working for the person in charge of the entire company.

Looking at his clothes he cringed worried that he'd be fired on the first day.

"Hot Rod?"

He looked over surprised to see his recruiter coming out of the office, in a suit much nicer than when they first met. This one practically screamed money and was probably more expensive than everything he owned.

"My name is Soundwave."

They shook hands and for a moment it seemed like he was holding his hand far longer than necessary. Although he dismissed it. Because it was probably nothing and he was just overthinking because he was nervous.

"This is your desk."

Soundwave led him over with a hand on his lower back. He shivered because the scent of Alpha seemed to surround him.

"Make yourself comfortable. If you get any phone calls tell them to call me back later."

"Okay."

Was all he could say when he realized Soundwave was his boss.

The Alpha walked back into his office and he looked around getting himself comfortable. Even though Soundwave already left his scent seemed to linger and it made him shiver.

He got to work learning how to do his job since he'd never been a secretary before. Soundwave was always patient with him and helped him out.

He was also understanding and even interested in his art. He'd ask about his newest work and had even bought a few paintings.

One of which was hanging in his office currently and always made him blush with pride whenever he saw it.

After the first day he'd come to him asking about his clothing. He'd given him an embarrassed look admitting that it was the nicest thing he owned and promising to get something better after his first paycheck.

Soundwave had clicked his tongue telling him that it won't do. He'd given him a nervous look worried he was going to be fired when he pulled out a company card for him to use.

He gave him a surprised look and promised to be careful.

"I trust you."

He blushed and felt a tingle up his spine as he took the card buying a few business outfits.

A week after working there Soundwave invited him to a company dinner with investors. He'd given him a confused look until he told him that it had been in the job description when he applied.

He'd nodded even though he didn't remember it saying that. Although then again he only partially read it, because he didn't think he'd get the job.

"We will go shopping later. Both of us need a new outfit and I want it to match."

He nodded not wanting to argue with his boss who knew what he was doing.

Later the two of them went to a fancy store with the most expensive clothing he'd ever seen. Looking at the price tags he gave Soundwave a worried look.

"I can't afford this."

"Don't worry the company will be paying for this."

He nodded feeling uncertain as Soundwave talked to the sales associate who was also a seamstress.

They measured him to get his exact size and Soundwave told them exactly what they wanted. They promised to deliver by the next day their eyes twinkling with excitement when they looked at him.

Afterwards Soundwave took him to lunch and he was again brought somewhere very expensive. It was so expensive they didn't even show the price tag.

The entire time he was clumsy and embarrassed feeling as though he didn't belong amongst the rest.

Soundwave had noticed his discomfort and asked what was wrong. He lied saying that he was thinking about the art homework he had to do before school started.

Soundwave had immediately begun asking about art school in the hopes of distracting him and it mostly worked which he was grateful for.

The next day they went to pick up the clothes they'd be wearing to the dinner. The seamstress had them try it on and he had to admit he looked good. They did a really good job and when Soundwave saw him he looked speechless. Which made him giggle slightly.

"You have outdone yourself as usual."

Soundwave complimented unable to take his eyes off him and the seamstress waved him away.

"It was nothing. You are the one who brought me a beautiful model."

He blushed and Soundwave bought their clothes. He carefully took it off not wanting it to get ruined before the dinner.

Later that day Soundwave picked him up in a fancy limousine that his neighbors were gawking at. He felt embarrassed as he rushed to the car.

He could see Soundwave staring at the apartment building he'd just come out of, which looked like it should be condemned. He winced knowing his neighborhood was far from the life Soundwave lived.

Luckily his boss didn't say anything and instead coached him on what to do at the dinner.

When they arrived people came to greet Soundwave who introduced him as his date. He blushed feeling strangely happy when he said that.

They talked to a few people and he was surprised when Soundwave introduced him to potential buyers. Who ended up buying some of his work much to his excitement.

Since working for Soundwave it seemed like his art had taken off. Which was a big deal for him and Soundwave would always give him a gift to celebrate his accomplishments.

He was an amazing boss and he loved working for him. Sometimes he'd have problems with his Alpha coworkers. Who'd try and flirt with him when he was doing his job and Soundwave would always step in and deal with them. Making sure he didn't have to deal with a hostile work environment. Which was something none of his bosses in the past would have done.

They'd probably tell him to enjoy the attention and to stop being so stuck up and go out with them.

Soundwave would always make sure he was okay afterwards. Worried they tried to do something to him. It was so sweet and he found himself falling for the Alpha, which felt so cliche and he knew Soundwave would never feel the same way.

He was his boss and maybe even a friend but that was it. He could have anyone he wanted and he doubted Soundwave would want someone like him. Who was nothing more than his secretary and a sad excuse for an Omega.

Especially compared to all the Omegas who would come to his office to flirt. Always giving him dirty looks as they leaned against Soundwave trying to get his attention.

Every time he saw Soundwave with someone else he'd always feel a spike of jealousy. Even though he didn't have a claim on him and never would.

He knew it was only a matter of time before Soundwave chose one of those pretty, wealthy, prefect Omegas and made them his Conjunx.

Just the thought was unbearable and he tried to focus on his work. He needed to forget about Soundwave otherwise he was going to end up heart broken.

After the company had a successful month Soundwave took him out to celebrate. The two went to his favorite restaurant which wasn't anything fancy, but the food was good and Soundwave didn't seem to mind.

After the first time they went to a fancy restaurant. Soundwave had toned it down a lot. Even letting him pick places he liked. Which he'd been embarrassed about at first. Constantly apologizing if it wasn't up to his standard but the Alpha never complained. Instead he seemed happy to hangout with him and the two of them talked about all sorts of things.

He was talking about his lasted artwork which Soundwave had been the inspiration behind. Not that he'd tell him that. When he felt a hand on his upper thigh.

He shivered blushing a little as Soundwave leaned closer. His scent making his tank tighten with need. While his spark pounded rapidly in his chest.

The more they worked together the more familiar they'd become. Until Soundwave touching him like this felt normal.

"I have a proposition for you."

He gave him a curious look wondering what he was going to ask.

"I... Need assistance at home and since you've done such a good job helping me professionally. I was wondering if you wanted to help me with my home as well. I promise the reward will be more than what you receive now."

"Can I think about it."

Soundwave nodded pulling away slightly and he found himself shivering already missing his warmth.

That night he went home and thought it over. He knew if he took the opportunity he'd have to cut back on his art. Something he didn't want to do. Especially when he was starting to become successful.

He thought about dropping out of art school but he was so close to getting his degree and after all the work he's done he didn't want to give it up now.

He decided to take online classes instead of in person. Which wasn't ideal but it was the best he could do.

Soundwave's offer was a lot of money and he still has a lot of student debt that needed to be paid off. His landlord was also jacking up the price. Because the fire department came out and told him a bunch of things were fire hazards and that he had to get them fixed. Which in his landlords eyes meant the property had more value and he could charge more.

Before going to Soundwave's house he decided to get a new outfit and treat himself, wanting to look good for his new job. Even if he was still working for Soundwave just in a different way.

He wore some simple but beautiful jewelry he'd inherited, that Soundwave had complimented him on before. Along with the fancy perfume Soundwave got him, as a gift. After he'd made a big sale.

Getting to his house he looked around in awe because it was massive and nothing he could ever dream of affording.

Although his house didn't smell as much as his office. There was still a noticeable scent of Alpha. Which made him shiver with desire.

The house was large and beautiful but it was also lonely. Especially when it was just the two of them. His house should be filled with laughter and little kids running around. He could almost imagine it and was only brought out of his thoughts by Soundwave giving him a curious look.

"Do you like it?"

He nodded unable to lie to him as he looked around his home. Soundwave continued showing him around. One of his arms was wrapped around his waist and he felt his head get foggy, as he was overwhelmed with his scent.

He'd slowly gotten used to it but now it seemed stronger somehow. Looking around Soundwave's home he realized that the Alpha had invited him into his den. With that realization he felt his instincts go crazy.

He suddenly felt hot and much to his embarrassment he felt slick between his legs. Soundwave gave him a worried look asking if he needed to sit down.

He looked up at the Alpha and found himself leaning up to steal a kiss.

It was only for a moment and then he pulled away looking embarrassed and ashamed.

"I am so sorry I don't know what came over me."

He violently blushed as he stuttered over his words and Soundwave wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him closer.

"I don't mind."

The two of them stared at each other for a long moment and then they were kissing. Their hands roamed their body as they made out.

He moaned when Soundwave stuck his tongue into his mouth and tasted him.

"I can smell your slick."

Soundwave buried his face against his neck right where his mating gland was. He lightly bit around it and he shivered with need.

"Soundwave."

His legs shook and Soundwave easily picked him up.

"I've got you."

The Alpha carried him to his bedroom where the two of them made love. It was so amazing and when he came around Soundwave's knot his heat started.

He remembered Soundwave going stiff above him as he breathed in his scent causing him to go into rut. The next few days were a haze of pleasure and warmth.

Soundwave had focused on filling him with come in order to distract himself from biting his mating gland and making Hot Rod his.

He couldn't do that to the Omega even when he begged so sweetly for him.

If he was going to become his mate he wanted them both to have a clear head.

When their heat and rut cycle ended they'd both spent the day reluctant to leave each other. Tangled in the sheets they made out and cuddled together. Neither of them talked about it not wanting to ruin the moment.

Eventually though what they'd done caught up to them and they were forced to leave their little bubble behind.

Hot Rod was stuck in disbelief and felt uncertain. He didn't want to call their time together a mistake but he knew it had changed their dynamic.

He felt conflicted and needed time to think. He'd been working so hard on forgetting Soundwave and now it seemed like he couldn't do anything except think about him.

Soundwave had been worried when he asked for time off. He told him that he merely needed a break to think things over. His boss had given him a guilty look as he left.

He spent the first few days agonizing over what happened. It had felt so good and he couldn't stop thinking about it.

He felt exhausted and had been having a hard time sleeping having gotten used to Soundwave's scent and presence. When he did managed to sleep he'd wake up in the morning and end up throwing up.

He felt more emotional than usual even when he was coming down from a heat. It felt like everything was making him sick. From certain smells to food he could barely keep anything down.

He thought something was wrong with him and that he was coming down from some kind of virus.

When his symptoms weren't going away he forced himself to go to the doctors.

After listening to his symptoms they made him take a pregnancy test. He'd given them a surprised look not wanting to believe it. Remembering his time with Soundwave he knew there was a large possibility that he was pregnant.

With shaking hands he took the test and nervously waited for the results. Where it was confirmed that he was pregnant. He looked at the test in shock as the doctor told him his options.

He ended up going home needing time to think about everything and process what he'd just learned.

He ended up crying because he didn't know what to do. He was still in school, pregnant with his bosses child. Someone who would never want to mate with him. Not when he could have anyone he wanted.

He was nothing to Soundwave and he already knew the Alpha wouldn't want their little one. It hurt but he should have known better than to sleep with his boss. He should have seen the warning signs that he was about to go into heat and kept his distance from the Alpha.

He had no one to blame but himself. Now he needed to figure out how he was going to raise his little one on his own.