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Autobots Femmes	By : ElitaOnegirl Category: Transformers > G1 > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2314 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers or any of the characters. All charcters belong to Hasbro and all copyrights belong to them. Nor I'm making any money or type of profit from this story. I'm just writing this for fun at is all.

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Author Note: To Lilica; Yes, I would say that A Slave to Love is a good what if story to read. With a good plotline and style. I will try to keep all characters in character. I do not wish to make them ooc and sadly, not much is know about the femmes or their personalities as Hasbro and comics creators believe Transformers is more of guy show. So...not much spotlight on them. 1.) Yes, it was in fact told in the episode 'The search for Alpha Trion' and in the comic series(Dreamwave series or possible IDW) that Chromia is Ironhide mate. And as for Ratchet being attrected to her, I'm not compeley sure. 2.) All the femmes I have list have in fact show up in the comic series at lest a couple of time but never give more then a couple of panels before leaving or disappearing completely. 3.) Yes, Silverwing dose belong to me but as Nightglider and her sisters don't belong to me. She and other femmes I have will be coming, I simply don't know if they will come in this fic or in the other fic I will have come out.

Disclamer: I do NOT own Transformers. Or any of the characters! They all belong to Hasbro and rightful creators. The only thing I do own is this storyline.

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"Talking"

'Comm. link'

"Bond"

Chapter Two

'Ratchet, are you done yet?'

'No Jack, I'm not done yet'

'Oh, okay…'

The red white medic known as Ratchet counted down the astroseconds till Wheeljack would once again comm. him asking about his sparkmate, Moonracer as he was the only one between him and Perceptor to be as the humans called it 'have the balls' to constantly ask him about Moonracer maintenance exam.

'So…are you done yet?'

'Jack! If you ask me again, I will wield your crotchplate! Then we will see if you get any loving for your femme!'

'Understood.' Wheeljack said meekly knowing that when the Hatch threatens to wield one crotchplate it was a threat that Ratchet would carry out.

Ratchet huffed now satisfied at scaring the engineer inventor away…for now. A stifle giggle had him looking up into a pair of sky blue optics that belonged to light green femme known as Moonracer. A smile had come to her faceplates at seeing the frustrated and irate look on gray medic own faceplates knowing just who was responsible for that look.

"I swear that sparkmate of yours will drive me into an early deactivation." Ratchet said grumbling.

Moonracer just giggle, "He and Perceptor just anxious to see me again."

"And getting you into their berth as soon as possible has nothing to do with it?"

"Are you saying, you don't miss having Mia in your berth?"

Slate blue optics turn away from Moonracer as Ratchet lean slightly to look pass her to where Chromia was sitting on a medic berth being look over by First Aid. Once the greeting between Optimus and Elita had pass along with introducing the Autobots femmes to their human friends.

Ratchet had assisted that all the femmes would head to his medbay for a complete maintenance exams to insure all systems were functional. There had been a few protests from some mechs which were quickly silenced from a couple of flying wrenches.

In order to have exams move faster, he had First Aid and Swoop help. Both of the younger mechs were a little nervous and shy as this would be the first time for them to interact with femmes. His optics move from Chromia as a giggle came out of Shadow Striker who was watching First Aid at the moment. A sly smile came over his gray faceplates, it would see his apprentice would be having some company some time soon.

"Alright, everything checked out. Your system are a little over tax and your low on energon but a couple of cubes and some relaxation will help." Ratchet said moving his servos away from Moonracer now finished with his exam now then added, Beside sure to tell those mates of your relaxation first fragging later."

"Sure thing Ratchet," Moonracer said moving off the medic berth allowing Firestar to take her place now.

Outside the medbay passing through the hallways and into the rec room were a party was on the way to celebrate the arrival of the Autobots femmes, a welcome to earth party that Jazz and Blaster had been working on for weeks. Spike, Carly and Sparkplug had stuck around for the party sitting next to Optimus and Ironhide with Prowl and Jazz sitting on Prime other side. A round the rec room were scattered smaller groups, talking over energon or high grade, laughing at some jokes or stories that were being pass around.

"Dang it, how much longer is it going to take them?" Ironhide asked out looking to entrance door to the rec room.

"It been some time since the femmes have had a proper medic look over them thoroughly. Ratchet is just insuring that they have not sustained any major damage or virus to their systems during the time we have been gone, it's all part of a standard procedure, Ironhide." Prowl said placing down his date-pad to look up.

"Ah, Prowler you just as anxious as rest of us. Never see those door wings of yours so high before." Jazz pointed out smiling as Prowl door wings twitch as he spoke the truth.

"Ah, Jazz, Prowl." Spike said speaking up moving somewhat to get a better view of the two black and white mechs.

"Yes, Spike?" Prowl answered looking down at young man.

"Ratchet said he had sparkmate among the femmes. Do you, Jazz, and Ironhide also have a sparkmate?" Spike asked with care having remembered how he had offended Ratchet earlier.

Neither mechs at the table said anything right away as Prowl look at Spike his faceplates emotionless optics unblinking. Jazz, Ironhide and Optimus also had serious look on their own faceplates. Picking up the sudden change in the mood, Spike look behind him to see were his dad and Carly were sitting at. They also had notice the change in atmosphere.

Since no did answer the young man question, Spike began to feel that maybe something bad had happen to their own sparkmates and that asking about them had perhaps reopen some wounds. Feeling guilt and ashamed for just blinding asking, the young brown hair man took a deep breath ready to a apologize.

Optimus seeing the guilty look on Spike face he spoke up, "It's alright Spike. You have done no harm in asking. It just cybernation's customs and traditions are bit different them earth ones."

"What do you mean?" Carly asked now moving to stand up. Once up the young blonde woman came over to her boyfriend with Sparkplug doing the same.

Ironhide hesitated a second before speaking, "Well you see, Spike. My sparkmate is also Ratchet sparkmate."

"W…what? Chromia is….but…." Sparkplug began to say but end up closing his mouth as for Spike and Carly both did not say anything it was quite a shock.

"It actually it is quite common back on our home planet for a femme to be boned to multiple mechs. Or a mech could be bonded to more than one femme." Prowl explained to the humans.

"By Cybetron custom and tradition a mech would approach his chosen femme presenting her with a courting gift. If femme approved his gift, they two will begin to court and if things go well they bond." Optimus said his voice a bit more deeper as he recall the time he had present his courting gift to Elita. He had spent joors working and creating his gift, praying to Primus and hoping she would accept his gift.

When he had presented his gift to Elita in front of large crowed as tradition demand. At first Elita did not say anything or do anything; she simply look over his gift bring up one servo letting her feminine digit trace over soft metal and other metallic. Then a smile came to her pinkish lip plates as her sapphire blue optics brightened. She had accepted his gift wrapping her arms around him giving him a slow kiss.

"And what if she already boned to a mech?" Carly asked her curiosity now, truly peaked. Even Spike and Sparkplug were listening closely.

"Then he would approach them both first. Displaying acts of his strength, and abilities, proving he is also capable of providing, protecting and fighting for her and for future sparklings should they choose sire or should any harm come to her." Optimus said his blue optics flicking a moment two certain mechs at his table.

"Wow," Spike said trying to imagine him and Carly being together then having some stranger approach them. Then displaying such acts in front of them trying to he was capable of providing, protecting, and fighting for Carly should anyone try to harm her. One thing Spike was sure of, he wouldn't be able to handle having Carly going back and front between him and some random guy. Yet the Autobots said it was quite common back on their home planet; perhaps their species had found it so natural that thoughts such as the ones Spike was having about sharing and jealousy were easy deal with.

"So, Ironhide how did you prove to Ratchet you were sparkmate material for Chromia?" Sparkplug asked looking up at happy trigger mech only to have the red gun wielding mech chuckle at first then began to laugh out loud.

"Sorry, Sparkplug. I don't mean to laugh at you, you see Chromia was boned to me first. Ratchet came to me and Mia sometime after the war had began wanting to boned with her. Said that seeing her out there in battle field kicking Con afts was a real turn on for him along with the fact a fire breath wrench wielding Hatch didn't intimidate her so much." Ironhide said a smirk on his lip plates his body frame shaking a little as he tried to suppress a chuckle.

"So how did Ratchet prove himself?" Spike asked then asked jokily, "Hit Megatron's helm with a couple wrenches?"

The once smirk on Ironhide face change into a dreamy smile with far off look in his navy blue optics. Megatron did not know what hit him when Ratchet had sent three flying wrenches straight to his helm knocking him out after the third hit right on battle field. Starscream had caught the whole thing on video, snickering and giggling at what had just happen to his mighty leader then waiting both Autobots and Decepticons to witness Ratchet courting had hack into the Autobots main computer; then using his SIC codes on Decepticons main computer played the video fee for over a whole cycle.

At seeing such a dream look on Ironhide face, Spike could only smile edgily guessing what he had just said was true. As much as Spike, Carly and Sparkplug wanted to ask more questions about Cybertron customs and traditions the door to the rec room open allowing Ratchet, First Aid and Swoop to come in first. This had Optimus and Ironhide standing up promptly only frown and sit down when they saw it was only Ratchet and his apprentices.

First Aid and Swoop broke away from Ratchet heading to their own group tables as Ratchet join Optimus and other at their table. Seeing such dishearten looks on Prime and Ironhide face, the white medic just snorted at them.

"Sorry, if I'm not the femme of your dreams." Ratchet said sarcastically sitting down by Ironhide.

Ironhide of coarse did not miss a beat, "Only if you suddenly became a light blue gun holding southern speak femme with long curve legs, slim hips, a full chassis and an had…"

"Ironhide!" Prowl bark quickly stopping red mech from finishing his sentence but it was too late. Spike and Sparkplug faces were flush a deep red as Carly giggle having caught on at what Ironhide was about to say to the medic with Jazz snickering.

"Jazz!" snap Prowl turning his helm to the Head of Special Ops.

"What? It was funny! Right, Carly?" Jazz said looking to blonde hair human who also was now snickering.

"Defiantly." Carly said agreeing with black and white mech.

Just as Prowl open his lips plates to remind both Ironhide, Jazz and Ratchet the rules and regulations regarding improper language, Optimus thankfully spoke to Ratchet.

"How are they, Ratchet? Any problems? Injuries?" Optimus asked wanting to know the conditions of Autobots femmes. It had been quite some time since any of the femmes had been properly looked over or taking care of by fully trained medic.

"Their systems are a little over taxes but that is to be expected. Lucky the medical training I gave to Firestar before we left help with some minor injuries. All in all they are in good health." Ratchet said.

"So where are they?" Sparkplug asked wondering where the femmes could have gone too.

"Elita want a couple of moments alone with the others, saying she needed to speak to them." Ratchet answered know the Femme commander as well Chromia were telling the femmes to no doubt enjoy themselves while they were on earth but to sill be on guard in case some mechs become bothersome. And if so, to politely discourage any more unwanted attention and or interest.

As if speaking about the femmes, the rec room door opened once again with femme commander walking into room with the other following her. Once in the room Arcee, Moonracer and Firestar broke away from their group heading for different tables. Greenlight and Lancer followed their friend over to her table as Glyph, Flareup and Road Rage followed Moonracer leaving Roulette, Shadow Striker and Vibes to follow Firestar.

Carly, Spike and Sparkplug watch as Arcee and her friends sat with Ultra Magnus, Hot Rod, Kup and Springer. Moonracer happily sitting herself in Wheeljack lap before leaning over and placing a kiss on Perceptor helm causing Skyfire, Hoist and Grapple to laugh lightly at their small friends who blush deeply, Spike and Carly nearly had panic attack when Firestar walk up to Red Alert and Inferno placing herself between security director and his best friend only to see Red wrapping his arm around her as Inferno kiss Firestar.

Soon their attention turn towards Elita and Chromia who were making their own way to their table. They watch in wonder as both femmes carried an air of calmness, confidence and serenity around them; Spike took notice at once at how Elita and Chromia had long legs, full chest, curve hips and lovely faces with full lips just waiting to be kiss. The young man quickly brought up his right hand placing it over his eyes as he quietly let out a couple of choice words. He could not believe how close he came to being turn on by them.

Elita easy glide in between Prowl and Optimus as Chromia choose to sit in Ironhide lap letting her servo brush over Ratchet shoulder and down his chassis placing it comfortably on his thigh. Optimus himself place his own strong arm around his pink sparkmate waist leaning into her, his royal blue optics catching a white servo placing itself on her back strut.

"Elita, Chromia, I would like you to meet our friends. Spike, Carly and Sparkplug, they have help us greatly in becoming acquainted with earth and it customs as well as our fight against the Deceptions." Optimus said his deep voice rumbling a bit in pleasure and contentment.

Elita sapphire blue optics look down at Sparkplug, Spike and Carly smiling gently and warmly at them, "Thank you, Spike, Carly, Sparkplug for welcoming our comrade to earth and aiding them against the Deceptions."

"Ah, you're welcome." Spike said bashfully bring up a hand using it to rub the back of his head.

"Well, Spike and I couldn't just stand around letting Deceptions run amok on earth. And when the Autobots show up saving us on oil rig, we just join them." Sparkplug said openly recalling the first time he and his son had meet the Autobots.

"Ya are tough little fellows aren't ya?" Chromia said grinning down at them.

"Brave guys too, Why I can't tell you how many times Spike, Carly and Sparkplug have help us out of one too many tough spots." Ironhide said going into one of story modes making Optimus, Prowl, Jazz and Ratchet groan as their human friends did the same. Chromia burst out laughing, Primus she had miss this about her mech how he would go into one of his war stories then Ratchet would tell him to mute it.

Elita watch as Ironhide began to tell the time when he had first meet Carly, smiling at seeing her SIC truly laugh and smile for the first time since the departure of the Ark. Her audios then pick up the sound of groaning coming from Optimus as his body began to lean on hers; her optics flicker then to his SIC feeling his servo move away from her back. Prowl had pick up the date-pad he had laid down earlier using it as a means to tune out Ironhide. They did not stay on Prowl as her optics moving from him to the next to him.

His visor kept his optics hidden, a tender smile came to Jazz gray faceplates as his own optics lock with hers. She hummed as love, passion, desire and yearning feeling her spark; she sent her own love, passion, desire and yearning back causing the black and white mech to lick his lips. Just as Ironhide was getting to the part where Carly had switching the wiring inside the immobilizer a loud booming voice ring out.

"Alright, gentlemechs and ladies! It's time to get this party into full swing now! Being with some awesome music that your truly has pick out to rock out too. Everyone now is the time to hit the dance floor and show off your moves! Who knows, many a couple of you mechs will get lucky tonight!" Blaster said his voice booming cross the room causing very one to look to the back of rec room were Blaster with help of Jazz and Wheeljack with Perceptor supervising engineer inventor set up a DJ booth with loud speakers and turn tables surrounding him with dance lights.

"You hear him, Ratchet. Let hit that dance floor." Chromia said taking hold of Ratchet red servo moving out of Ironhide lap.

"Anything to avoid this." Ratchet said standing up and leading Chromia to the dance floor.

"How about it Elita? What to dance the night away?" Jazz asked looking at rosy pink femme.

"Would love to, Jazz." Elita said slipping out of Optimus arm and seat, Jazz move out of his seat striding over to femme commander intertwining his black servo with her white one following after Ratchet and Chromia.

"Hey, why is Elita going with Jazz? Shouldn't she…" Spike began to ask but stop as he notice their servos together watching as Jazz brought up his other servo turning Elita helm towards him, placing passionate kiss on her lips, seeing Elita return the kiss just as passionate.

"So, who else is Elita bond too?" Carly asked looking up Autobot leader.

"Just to me, Jazz and Prowl." Optimus said watching the two as Jazz began to teach Elita some earth style dance move, his systems beginning to heated up as Elita sway and twirl to the music.

"Really? I would believe that others mech would have come to you, Optimus asking permission to court her." Sparkplug said watching beautiful femme commander sway her hips.

"They have but only Prowl and Jazz have prove themselves worthy to spark bond with Elita." Optimus said causing Prowl straight up right even more puffing his armor out, his door wings spreading out.

"That's not hard to believe." Spike said know how Prowl was loyal, competent, using his battle computer to strategist keeping those even if he didn't show if often, cared deeply for his fellow Autobots safe. Were Jazz upbeat and outgoing, and optimistic yet responding well to any changes and improvisation giving him the skills he possess now making the head of Special Operations. It made sense that Optimus would approve of them allowing them to bond with Elita.

Across the rec room, Jazz was enjoy himself immensely feeling his sparkmate body moving against his body, which her rosy pink body move pleasingly to the music of earth; hips swing, body turn here and there, an gradable aft he enjoy watching. How long had it been truly since he been with her? Not counting the four million years of stasis lock; time with her had been limit do to the war, his position and the building of the Ark and departure. But now he would have plenty of time to spin with her; to get to know who she was and reforming their spark bond.

His audio hearing pick up the change in music, moving form a nice steady beat to a fast moving heavy up close beat. Jazz wasted no time in place his arms around Elita waist pulling her to him; her own arms sliding up his chassis and around his neck. Both bodies move in sync to the music as Jazz lean his helm down nuzzling his sparkmate neck cables, his lips brushing against them softly, had he not been so close to her. Jazz was sure he would have miss the sound of her pleasurable sigh.

Smiling now, he brought up his helm nuzzling her check, causing her to turn and look at him now. Elita groan happily as the black-white mech press his lips against hers, a demanding kiss making her lips part slightly but enough for his glossa to sneak in. Her breath hitch as their bodies came to a stop as the kiss deep and heated. One her arms move a bit higher now letting a servo caress one his sensory horns causing his body to quiver.

"Get a room!"

It was Chromia voice that cause the two to pull a part, Elita giving a fake glare to her SIC and best friend as Jazz grin at now dancing Ironhide as Ratchet had trade place with him. The light blue femme just smile at her commander giving her a wave of the servo as if saying the two should hurry and find a room for some more private time with each other.

"Now that is the best idea, I heard all night." Jazz said release Elita waist his black servo taking hold of her once again.

"Good, now get out of here." Chromia said as she and Ironhide now walk away from the two of them.

Elita started at Chromia for a moment, "I willing to bet they don't even make to their room."

Jazz laugh at her words knowing how true it was, "Red going to have some great blackmail on them before the night is over."

With a quick scan around the rec room and quick com link to both Optimus and Prowl telling them they were now heading to the shared quarter. The two of them calmly but quickly pass through the crowd around them heading for the exits.
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