Warning: This chapter will contain sexual/mature content. Reader discretion is advised.
Normal Perspective:
A day had passed since Optimus had been restored and Starscream had been officially made a member of Team Prime.
Optimus had been informed of what had transpired during the few days he had been Orion Pax, and while he was surprised, he was glad to have still been with his team, regardless of whether he had actually been there in his mind or not.
Michael had also informed everyone of what had transpired in the original events, which greatly shocked the team, and Optimus was very grateful for the young Techno-Organic stepping in and preventing Megatron from using him to decode the Iacon Database and taking him away from his team.
That night, everyone decided to go into recharge early, for it had been a crazy and stressful few days for all of them. Even Ratchet, who would normally stay up for days on end to work on things while he had the peace and quiet of the base, did so as well.
Michael was the last to turn in for the night, and headed for his room. Entering, he found Bumblebee laying on their berth, reading a datapad. The young Techno-Organic couldn't help but smile at the sight.
The young scout hadn't noticed him enter the room, and Michael couldn't help but take in his boyfriend's appearance.
His bright yellow and pure black paint, his muscular-looking, slim, sleek frame, his bright, baby blue optics...
He found him both adorable and sexy.
Michael could feel his spike begin to pressurize as he stared, and went a bright shade of blue in embarrassment as he felt his faceplate heat up.
At that moment, Bumblebee looked over, and smiled as he saw Michael, but his smile turned to confusion as to why Michael's faceplate was bright blue.
"<:Michael?:>" He beeped, pulling Michael out of his staring. "<:Are you okay?:>"
"Hm? Oh, Oh. Yes, I'm alright." He replied, slightly flustered.
As Michael walked over and laid down on their berth, Bumblebee put his datapad on the shelf, and the two cuddled together, taking in the warmth the other gave off.
"<:You were a great temporary leader.:>" Bumblebee beeped. "<:I bet you'll be an excellent leader someday.:>"
"And you'd make a fantastic warrior." Michael smiled, knowing that the scout's dream would indeed come true.
He looked into the scout's optics and smiled lovingly at him.
He adored this mech, and wanted to show him how much.
He placed a servo on his faceplate, and rubbed his cheek gently with his thumb. Bumblebee shuddered slightly at the touch, but didn't stop him. Instead, he retracted his mask, showing his scarred, yet smiling, intake.
Michael noticed the way the scout shuddered, and frowned, worried.
"Is... Is this... okay...?"
"<:Yes, Mike. It's perfectly okay.:>"
"I... I can stop if you-" "<:No, Mike, it's okay. Trust me. I know that you would never hurt me... Not like...:>"
He trailed off as his mind wandered, and Michael softly spoke up, knowing what he was thinking.
"Hey... He can't hurt you... And he won't... Not while I'm here..."
Bumblebee smiled, relieved his sparkmate was willing to stay by him, as Michael returned it, relieved he wasn't making Bumblebee uncomfortable.
"I love you so much, 'Bee." Michael said softly. "I just wish I could show you how much."
"<:If you want to, then go ahead. I won't stop you.:>"
Michael's smile turned to a look of worry and concern.
He had never been with another guy before, let alone a mech, and was still a virgin, regardless of his form, and from what Ratchet had told him, Bumblebee's seal hadn't been broken yet.
In all regards, this would be both of their first times.
"Are you... sure...?" Michael asked, worried.
Bumblebee seemed far too innocent and pure for such a thing.
He didn't want to take that away from him and end up regretting it for the rest of his life.
Despite what had happened previously when he accidentally got himself put in danger twice when he couldn't control something, he felt that if Bumblebee got hurt because of him while he could control it, he would never be able to forgive himself.
"<:I'm sure, Mike.:>" The young scout smiled. "<I know that you would never hurt me.:>"
Michael smiled, but he still had his concerns.
"You haven't had your seal broken, have you?"
"<:Nope. But I bet it will be soon.:>" Bumblebee replied, slightly smirking, and Michael returned it. "<:What about you?:>"
"No. I'm still a virgin." Michael admitted, blushing.
The scout, who had done a lot of research on the internet, understood what the term meant.
"<:You might not be for much longer.:>" He said with a bigger smirk.
"You're so adorable."
Bumblebee blushed hard at this, and glanced away.
Michael chuckled.
The two then leaned in and placed their dermas on the others. Michael then felt Bumblebee's glossa pushing against his dermas, and he willingly opened his intake, and Michael pushed his glossa into his boyfriend's intake, their glossas fighting for dominance.
Michael could feel his plating start to heat up and his spike pressurized even more as it began to push against his panel. He pulled Bumblebee even closer to him, feeling his hot plating.
The two then pulled away, and smiled at each other, love and lust in their optics.
Michael could tell that Bumblebee wanted this, but he was still unsure.
They waited for their raging systems to cool, for fear of them overheating and burning out.
Michael then moved his helm around to Bumblebee's neck cabling, licking and gently nibbling on it. Bumblebee gasped and beeped lowly in pleasure.
He wanted to moan, but his damaged voicebox prevented him from doing so.
Michael then began massaging his boyfriend's left doorwing, gently rubbing his servo along it and rubbing his digits along the edges and crevices, making the young scout shudder and beep even more. The Techno-Organic chuckled, happy he was making him feel good and doing it right.
Bumblebee then turned onto his back-struts, and Michael started to move down his body, running his glossa along the scout's chest-plates, licking and nibbling along the tips and edges of them, and running his glossa along his headlights, making the yellow and black mech shudder.
"<:F-Frag Mike...:>"
Michael chuckled again.
"That feel good?"
The scout nodded, and Michael smiled.
"I'm glad."
Michael would normally smirk, but he didn't in this situation. He only smiled warmly at him.
He was not about to become cocky and take advantage of him.
Bumblebee was far too innocent for that.
If they were going to do this, and for the first time no less, they were going to do it right.
Michael moved further down to Bumblebee's abdominal plates, kissing each plate and running his glossa along the small indents between them, making the young scout beep again.
Bumblebee's panel clicked open, and his pressurized spike came out. Michael looked at it and stared in surprise at its length, then he smirked. Remembering from what he had learned by himself back in his homeworld over the years, he gently took the scout's spike in his servo and gently pumped it, making him beep softly, as if he was moaning, which Michael could tell that he was trying to, and smiled.
Moving down further, his faceplate was soon near it, and he gently licked along the length of the scout's spike.
Bumblebee's optics widened and he let out a loud warble.
"<:Ah! O-Oh frag...:>" He beeped.
Michael was thankful for how thick the walls were between each room, but knew that they still needed to be mindful of the residents in the base.
He licked along the spike several times, making his boyfriend beep uncontrollably in the process, before fully taking it into his intake, moaning at how it tasted. The scout shuddered violently and gasped out in surprise at how good it felt, and beeped in mixed pitches.
Michael then began bobbing his helm along the spike, as Bumblebee became a beeping mess. He did this for a while before stopping and moving back up.
"Your turn, 'Bee." He smiled.
"<:Are you sure?:>" He asked, slightly concerned.
"Of course." Michael smiled. "I trust you."
The scout smiled, and moved his helm over to Michael's neck cabling, licking and nibbling on them, making Michael moan softly. He then started to move down the Techno-Organic's body, licking and nibbling his chest plating, making him moan even more.
He soon moved all the way down to his panel, which clicked open, and his spike, now fully pressurized, came out. The young scout smirked, and licked the tip of it, making Michael moan again. He then licked along the length of it several times, making the young mech moan even more in the process.
He then took Michael's spike into his intake, and began bobbing his helm along it, making the mech gasp out in surprise at how warm and good the scout's intake felt on his spike.
"F-Fuck 'Bee." He hissed in pleasure.
Bumblebee did this for a while before stopping. Then, he got up, and using his strength, pulled both berths to the middle of the room, away from the wall, surprising Michael, who blushed at his display of strength.
He laid down again, facing the opposite way, and took Michael's spike into his intake again, making Michael moan again. The Techno-Organic then took the scout's spike into his own intake again, and the scout beeped in pleasure, making Michael shudder as the vibrations hit his spike.
The two bobbed and sucked on each other's member, twisting and twirling their glossas along the lengths of them for a while, causing each other to moan and beep in pleasure. Michael then stopped, and began massaging Bumblebee's aft, who beeped once again in pleasure, and opened the back panel on his aft, exposing his sealed aftport.
The scout was about to get up, when Michael took him completely by surprise by licking the rim of Bumblebee's port, causing him to let out a high-pitched warble.
"<:Oh Primus, Mike!:>" He whirred.
Michael just smiled, and continued to lick his boyfriend's aftport, and eventually stuck his glossa inside, causing Bumblebee to violently shudder in pleasure.
Eventually, Michael stopped, and Bumblebee got up, and laid down at the edge of their berth, raising his legs into the air, exposing his port.
Michael looked on, surprised.
"<:I can't wait anymore. Frag me, Mike.:>" The scout begged. "<:Break my seal:>"
Michael got up, went around to the scout, and lined his spike up with his aftport, pressing the tip against the scout's sealed port.
He hesitated.
"Are you absolutely sure about this, 'Bee?" He asked, worried.
This was his final chance to back out.
Once they crossed this line, there was no going back.
Bumblebee nodded.
"<:If there's anyone I want to break my seal, I want it to be you.:>"
Michael smiled lovingly at him in response, and blushed bright blue.
He truly loved the scout, and vowed to never hurt him.
"Okay, 'Bee." He replied.
Slowly, he pushed his spike against the seal, which eventually gave way, and the tip of his spike entered the scout's aftport, making the scout beep in both pleasure and slight pain.
"You okay?"
"<:Y-Yeah...:>"
Michael pushed slowly in further, then stopped, letting Bumblebee get used to it, before pushing in again. He continued this until his spike was all the way inside the scout's port.
Michael moaned and gasped once it was, loving the feeling of the scout's tight, now-unsealed port around his hot, pressurized spike.
God, it felt so amazing.
Bumblebee vented heavily as he got used to the spike being inside his port for the first time. Michael looked at him in the optics, and spoke in a gentle whisper, being careful to not move.
"You okay 'Bee? I'm not hurting you, am I?"
"<:Y-Yeah... I'm fine... Just... need to get used to it...:>"
Michael remained still for a while to let the scout get used to his spike being inside of him. Eventually, he nodded.
"<:Please move, Michael.:>"
Michael slowly pulled out, then moved back in. Then he pulled out again, then moved back in. He repeated this several times, his pace quickening with each thrust, but he was still slow enough so that it didn't cause any pain.
He was not about to hurt his lover.
He couldn't help but moan as he fragged his partner, surprised at how tight and drenched the scout's aftport was.
Bumblebee couldn't stop himself from beeping and warbling, amazed at how good it felt.
"<:F-Frag Michael! H-Harder!:>"
Michael fragged him harder, slamming into his partner's aft. Bumblebee tightened his port around Michael's spike, causing both to moan and beep loudly.
Eventually, Michael could feel himself getting close to overloading.
"Oh fuck yeah." Michael gasped. "I'm close 'Bee."
The scout nodded, but to his surprise, Michael slowed down, and then eased out of him. He then moved and laid down on the berth next to the scout, lifted his legs up, and opened his back panel, exposing his own sealed aftport.
The scout looked at him, confused.
"<:Michael?:>"
"Since I broke your seal, I think it's only fair that you do the same to me."
Bumblebee's optics widened, but then he smirked, and got up.
Moving around, he lined his spike up with Michael's port.
He too hesitated for a moment, but the Techno-Organic reassured him.
The scout then pushed forwards, the tip of his spike pressing against his partner's aftport, the seal on it eventually breaking. Michael sucked in a breath as he felt the head of the scout's spike enter his port for the first time.
Bumblebee stopped, and looked him in the optics, giving a soft smile and beeped quietly.
"<:You okay?:>"
"Y-Yeah..."
Bumblebee pushed forward a little, his spike sliding in a bit more, then he stopped, letting Michael get used to it.
After a few minutes, Bumblebee pushed in more, until his spike was all the way in.
He beeped in pleasure as he felt Michael's tight, now-unsealed aftport around his hot, pressurized spike, absolutely amazed by how good it felt.
"<:You okay, Mike? You're not hurting, are you?:>"
"Y-Yeah... I'm fine... F-Fuck, you're big...!"
Bumblebee slightly smirked at this, but it faded into a warm smile as he looked into Michael's optics once again.
The scout stayed as still as he could for a while, letting Michael get used to his spike being inside of him for the first time.
Eventually, the Techno-Organic nodded.
"Fuck me, 'Bee."
Bumblebee pulled out, then then slid back in, then he pulled out again, and repeated. He did this several times, making Michael moan loudly in pleasure as the scout beeped.
"F-Fuck! H-Harder 'Bee! F-Faster!"
Bumblebee obliged, and his pace quickened, pounding into his aft harder.
Eventually, he could feel himself get close.
"<:M-Mike... I-I'm close...:>"
Michael nodded.
"Cum in me, 'Bee!"
"<:Are you sure?:>"
"Y-Yeah!"
Bumblebee fragged him even harder, then he beeped loudly as he overloaded.
Michael gasped as he felt Bumblebee's warm transfluid fill and leak from his port.
Bumblebee then eased out of him and laid down on the berth again, lifting his legs up. Michael closed his aftport, surprising his boyfriend, then got up, moved around, and slid his spike back into Bumblebee's port.
The scout gasped, and beeped loudly at the feeling. Michael then thrusted in and out of his partner's port, and felt himself get close again after a while.
"F-Fuck! I'm close, 'Bee!"
The scout nodded.
"<:Overload in me, Mike!:>"
Michael thrusted in him a few more times before letting out a loud growl as he overloaded into the scout.
He whirred as he felt Michael's transfluid fill and leak from his engorged port.
The Techno-Organic stayed inside him for a few minutes before easing out of him and putting his spike back into his front panel and closing it.
Bumblebee then closed his leaking aftport and got up, walking over to Michael and kissing him deeply, then he too put his spike back into his panel and closed it.
"<:That was amazing, Mike.:>" He beeped quietly.
"You were amazing too." Michael smiled.
Suddenly, their chassis's began glowing a bright blue.
They opened their Spark chambers, and found that their Sparks were glowing brightly.
Michael couldn't help but stare in amazement at the pure blue glowing energy that was the Cybertronian equivalent to a heart inside Bumblebee's chassis.
Remembering what Ratchet had told him about bonding with someone, he reached into his chamber, and took a small part of his Spark into his servo, and pulled it out, the Spark piece glowing brightly.
Bumblebee did the same, and the two traded them, placing their respective Spark piece into the other's chamber.
Their Sparks reacted and glowed even brighter as the connection between them was formed.
The glows then died down, and their Spark chambers closed.
Their connection had just gotten stronger.
The two hugged each other tightly as tears of joy filled their optics.
They then moved their berths back over to their original position and layed down, cuddling and taking in each other's warmth.
The floor and part of the berth was stained with transfluid, but they didn't care, for they would clean it up in the morning.
"<:Thank you for tonight, Michael.:>"
"You're welcome, 'Bee."
Bumblebee then went silent for a moment, then spoke up again.
"<:Mike? Can you promise me something?:>"
"Of course, 'Bee. What is it?"
"<:Promise me you'll always be there for me.:>"
"I promise, 'Bee. For now and forever."
If there was one thing Michael was good at, it was keeping and fulfilling a promise.
The two then fell into recharge smiling.
They were now closer than ever.
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A/N: Another 'in-between' chapter is now finished. This will probably be the only one of its type in this book. I might do another in an after-events book, but not this one. For those that read this chapter, I hope I did well, for this was the first time I did something like this. If you skipped it, I will recap the beginning in the next chapter. I'm not sure if the Mature Rating setting will be turned on, but I guess I'll find out in the future.
Thank you for 6K reads!
Next Chapter: Bumblebee's T-Cog gets stolen by MECH for use in Project Chimera, with unexpected assistance from an another source, and the Autobots do everything they can to help the scout feel whole again, but it isn't easy.