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All drabbles contain MPREG and are Waspinator/Bumblebee oriented. Don’t like, don’t read. This is my first time experimenting with MPREG. :)

Title: Wake Up Call
Pairing: Waspinator/Bumblebee
Rating: G
Warnings: MPREG
Summary: (1/1 AU; Follows Mine drabble) Bumblebee is in for a shock.

It was three months after his coupling with Waspinator that Bumblebee noticed a change in his body. His chassis ached, and his spark felt cramped. A medical exam completed by Ratchet confirmed what he feared. He was pregnant. Even more frightening, he was carrying five sparklings. Five sparklings that, within a few more months, would come plopping out of his spark chamber. Five sparklings that would grow, kick, and squirm in close proximity to his spark, which meant a lot of uncontrollable and unwanted overloads. He spent the next orbital cycle in a deep depression.

"Why Bee-bot so sad?" Waspinator asked, nuzzling his mate. "Doesn’t Bee-bot want to have Waspinator’s sparklings?"

Bumblebee answered, "Of course I want your sparklings, but what kind of future will they have?"

"A good one," Waspinator replied, "because sparklings will have Waspinator for a father and Bee-bot as a wonderful mother."

Bumblebee smiled and chuckled, "Don’t call me that."

"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy," Waspinator chanted, snickering as Bumblebee scowled. "Bee-bot will make a beautiful Mommy."

Title: Overprotective
Pairing: Waspinator/Bumblebee
Rating: G
Warnings: MPREG, mild violence
Summary: (1/1 AU; Follows Mine drabble) Waspinator is the jealous type.

"I can’t believe you!" Bumblebee snarled.

"The ninjabot’s servos were rubbing all over you!" Waspinator snarled back.

"Prowl was just feeling the sparklings kick!" Bumblebee yelled. "He was just curious! Are you going to attack the others when they want to feel the little ones?"

"Other bots have no business touching Waspinator’s mate!" Waspinator shouted. "Other bots will keep filthy servos to themselves or else!"

Bumblebee sighed and rubbed his aching forehead, agitated by Waspinator’s insecurity and jealousy. "Wasp…I love you and only you. You’ll always be my mate."

Waspinator’s shoulders stiffened, and his antennae fell flat against his helm. "Bee-bot promise?"

"I promise," Bumblebee murmured, hugging Waspinator tightly. "Now, you need to apologize to Prowl, and no more biting. Your dentals sank right through his servo."

Waspinator huffed in annoyance.

Title: Ache
Pairing: Waspinator/Bumblebee
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: MPREG, handjob, fingering, squick
Summary: (1/1 AU; Follows Mine drabble) Aches and pains….

Bumblebee tossed and turned on the berth, sharp twinges shooting through his chassis. Waspinator stirred awake and stared down at his mate sympathetically.

"Bee-bot in pain?" Waspinator murmured.

Bumblebee gritted his dentals. "The little ones are really kicking around. Feels like my spark is going to be squished."

Waspinator grinned and stated, "Open up and Waspinator will give Bee-bot a nice massage."

The smaller mech opened his chest plates. A think, translucent, spongy covering had formed over Bumblebee’s spark chamber. Waspinator could make out the smaller mech’s glowing spark beneath and five bulging, twitching pouches. Gingerly, Waspinator used his four servos to alternate fondling Bumblebee’s spark and the tiny pouches surrounding it. His smile grew as he felt the small sparklings, his beautiful sparklings, squirm into his gentle touch, soft and content chirping noises filling his audio. Bumblebee arched his back and mewled.

"Bee-bot sore anywhere else?" Waspinator asked.

"My abdomen," Bumblebee moaned.

Waspinator tenderly lapped the smaller mech’s covered spark and the pouches as he trailed his servos down, rubbing Bumblebee’s taut belly.

"My thighs," Bumblebee groaned.

The servos drifted lower and massaged the smaller mech’s quivering thighs.

"My plug," Bumblebee mewled, retracting his plating.

One of the techno-organic’s servos wrapped around the twitching length, pumping in slow strokes, causing Bumblebee to cry out.

"My port!" Bumblebee wailed.

Fingers pushed into the smaller mech’s opening, becoming drenched in lubricant. Bumblebee screamed and thrashed, over stimulated by Waspinator’s servos and glossa. His overload was swift and violent, knocking him out almost instantaneously. Waspinator chuckled and gave Bumblebee’s spark and now still pouches a few more loving licks before closing the smaller mech’s chest plates. He then drifted back into recharge, cradling his spent mate.

Title: Craving
Pairing: Waspinator/Bumblebee
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: MPREG, oral
Summary: (1/1 AU; Follows Mine drabble) Bumblebee has a unique craving.

Waspinator jerked and woke shouting, heat and wet softness engulfing him. Bumblebee was laying on top of him, suckling the shaft that emerged from his metasoma, thighs squeezing the second plug that emerged from his pelvis. Bumblebee moaned, sending sweet vibrations coursing down the twitching shaft. The pleasurable sensation was overwhelming, and it wasn’t long before he was screaming in release, flooding Bumblebee’s mouth with warm lubricant.

"Why Bee-bot?" Waspinator panted.

"I had a craving only you could satisfy," Bumblebee murmured, licking his lips. "Hmm, I want more."

Title: Birth
Pairing: Waspinator/Bumblebee
Rating: G
Warnings: MPREG, birth
Summary: (1/1 AU; Follows Mine drabble) The sparklings are born.
A/N: All names used for the sparklings are insect oriented.

"Primus! Wasp!" Bumblebee screamed.

The smaller mech was on a berth in the med bay, writhing in agony as his chassis split open and fluid burst out. Ratchet scrambled to shoo the other bots and Sari out as Waspinator held Bumblebee’s servo.

"Oh! Slag! Gah! Get them out! Get them out!" Bumblebee yelled. "Oh, Primus, they’re going to push out my spark!"

"Easy kid!" Ratchet growled, using a low frequency on his EMP generator to soothe the smaller mech. "That’s not going to happen. Use your intakes and take deep breaths."

Bumblebee huffed hard and wailed, "Wasp!"

"Waspinator here," the techno-organic murmured, wincing as Bumblebee nearly squeezed off his servo.

One of the writhing pouches burst open, and a tiny sparkling, spitting image of Waspinator, came out screeching. Ratchet caught the wriggling mech, small enough to fit in his servo, and placed him in a warm blanket, setting him down in a small, padded berth. He would later be named Hotaru. A second pouch burst, revealing another mech, which was the spitting image of Bumblebee, except with wings and antennae. He would later be named Yellowjacket. A third pouch produced another male, green from the waist down and yellow from the waist up with wings and blue optics. He would later be named Hornet. The fourth pouch revealed a femme with long wings, purple optics, and a yellow body covered in green stripes. She would later be called Vespa. The fifth pouch contained a surprise: two twin femmes, both with a blue and purple optic, both with Waspinator’s antennae and Bumblebee’s horns, and both with green bodies covered in yellow stripes. The twins would later be named Devorah and Melitta.

Bumblebee was exhausted and drenched in condensation when the birth was finally over, but despite his aching frame he outstretched his arms and whimpered, "I want to hold them."

All six screeching bundles were placed in Bumblebee’s waiting arms. Waspinator smiled, optics brimming with tears of joy, as the sparklings’ cries subsided from their parent’s warm embrace. Ratchet allowed Optimus, Prowl, Bulkhead, and Sari back inside, each bot curiously gazing over the small bundles.

"Sparklings are beautiful…just like Mommy," Waspinator murmured, kissing Bumblebee’s cheek.

Title: Family
Pairing: Waspinator/Bumblebee
Rating: G
Warnings: MPREG
Summary: (1/1 AU; Follows Mine drabble) Waspinator wouldn’t mind adding a few more additions to the family…

Bumblebee sighed in content as he watched his six sparklings recharging peacefully in their padded and enclosed berths. He shivered as Waspinator sidled up behind him, mandibles nibbling his neck, servos fondling his hips and aft.

"Wa--Wasp!" Bumblebee hissed, backing away.

"Waspinator wants Bee-bot," Waspinator leered, stalking after the smaller mech. "Two months since Waspinator last interfaced his mate."

"We--We have to be careful," Bumblebee whimpered. "I could end up pregnant again."

The techno-organic blinked and stated, "Waspinator won’t mind if Bee-Bot gets pregnant. Waspinator wants a big family."

"How big are we talking about here?" Bumblebee gasped.

"Waspinator and Bee-Bot should probably start small," Waspinator answered, "…maybe five hundred…then up to one thousand."

Bumblebee laughed, but his laughter died down when he noticed the look on Waspinator’s face. The larger mech was serious. Bumblebee sadly realized that Waspinator was following his organic side, a side with a primal urge to procreate.

"Wasp…we need to discuss this," Bumblebee stammered, raising his arms defensively.

"Waspinator agrees," the techno-organic stated, grabbing and hauling Bumblebee over his shoulder, carrying out the smaller mech. "Waspinator and Bumblebee will do much discussing in the berth."

Title: Unwanted Audience
Pairing: Waspinator/Bumblebee
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: MPREG, anal, DP, squick
Summary: (1/1 AU; Follows Mine drabble) Waspinator just wanted a tender moment with Bumblebee….

"Oh! Oh Wasp!" Bumblebee cried. "More! Please!"

The smaller mech was straddling the larger mech’s waist, frantically rising up and down. Waspinator folded his metasoma, easing in his second shaft along the first one. They had been interfacing for over a month, but there were no sighs of pregnancy in Bumblebee. Ratchet bluntly attributed it to being a one time fluke. This news did little to curb Waspinator’s lust. He was insatiable and wanted to make lover every chance he got.

Bumblebee shrieked as he was flipped over, arms pinned above his helm as the larger mech pumped into him. His screams grew louder as the pleasure coursing through his circuitry intensified. He was so close to overloading, but something caught his attention.

"Was---Wasp, stop!" Bumblebee hissed lowly. "Stop. Now."

"Why?!" Waspinator growled in annoyance.

Bumblebee remained silent and kept staring past him. Waspinator tilted his helm and gasped. Standing in the doorway were all six sparklings, watching with wide optics. Curiosity seemed to get the better of them, and all six hobbled over, still too young to make use of their wings. Waspinator yowled as Bumblebee kicked him away in a panic. The smaller mech was able to quickly retract his plating. Waspinator wasn’t so fortunate. The organic shaft from his metasoma remained erect, forcing him to remain crouching beside the berth, desperately trying to keep his arousal out of sight from six prying optics. The sparklings were oblivious to the meaning of their parent’s activities. They giggled and crawled up onto the berth, bouncing up and down while crying out "Mommy!", "Daddy!" over and over. Bumblebee laughed and snuggled his children. Waspinator didn’t find the situation so funny. He spent two hours crouched by the berth, with a throbbing erection, before the sparklings drifted off into recharge. That night, he had to alleviate his arousal alone.

Title: Full Circle
Pairing: Waspinator/Bumblebee
Rating: G
Warnings: MPREG
Summary: (1/1 AU; Follows Mine drabble) Happiness….

Bumblebee was nervous the first time Waspinator took the sparklings outside for their first flying lesson. He watched from the ground, alongside Ratchet, Optimus, Bulkhead, Prowl, and Sari as the little ones took to the air. They were clumsy at first but soon they were flying alongside their father, laughing as they flew in circles around him. Bumblebee smiled sadly as he viewed his family. He would never be able to fly with them.

"Bee-bot shouldn’t look so sad," Waspinator chuckled, snapping Bumblebee out of his trance.

The smaller mech gasped as he was cradled in the techno-organic’s arms and lifted into the air. He grinned as the sparklings flew around him, each begging for his attention.

"Go pester your uncles and aunt," Bumblebee laughed.

The little ones giggled and each proceeded to fly around and dive bomb their favorite victim. Bulkhead was pestered by Hornet, Optimus was pestered by Yellowjacket, Prowl was pestered by Hotaru, Sari was pestered by Vespa, and Ratchet found himself ganged up on by Devorah and Melitta.

Waspinator chuckled and nuzzled Bumblebee’s neck. "Bee-bot looks happier."

"I am happy," Bumblebee murmured, tilting his helm to kiss the larger mech. "I hope you’re happy too."

"Waspinator very happy," the techno-organic murmured back. "Waspinator has a beautiful, loving mate, and six wonderful sparklings. Waspinator the luckiest mech in the universe."

"As am I," Bumblebee chuckled.

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