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“What exactly is it you’re working on Wheeljack?” Ratchet asked curiously as he approached him, looking over his shoulder. Wheeljack gave a short grin. “Heh, nuthin’ much really. I’m just fixing the immobilizer I made a while back, that’s all. Things are going a bit slow at the moment so I thought I’d just fix some of my problem areas of ma’ inventions.” He turned around and faced the doctor who smiled at him.

“How about some nice, cool energon outside, buddy?” Ratchet put a hand on Wheeljack’s shoulder. Wheeljack got a little surprised because of that and looked at Ratchet’s hand a little startled, before relaxing. “What? A drink? Sure why not, I’d love that. It’s way too hot in ‘ere, we gotta ask Prime to get us some air-conditioning or somethin’.”

Ratchet laughed as he gave Wheeljack a cube of energon and one for himself. “You’re right, I mostly feel like my circuits get fried when I work in there. It’s like living in a microwave.”

As they came outside, the night sky was clear and the stars were visible. Most of the Bots had retreated back inside the Ark, so they were alone. They sat down on two rocks and opened their cubes. “Cheers Ratchy, for ol’ friendship!” Wheeljack flashed a smile on his fins and raised the cube, before taking his mask off carefully without being seen.

“Cheers Wheeljack! I hope we’ll have many more good years together!” Ratchet was smiling at him. The smile he simply couldn’t get enough of. Every time he looked at him he was about to melt inside. Wheeljack didn’t drink from his cube directly in front of Ratchet even though he took off his mask. He made sure to sit on Ratchet’s right side to make sure nobody saw his right side of his face… to make sure nobody saw how horrible…just how -

“Wheeljack? Are you okay? I need to ask you a serious question...” Ratchet began. ‘Jack sort of knew where this was leading to. It ALWAYS lead to a discussion about them all wanting to see his face and he was getting tired of it. Why couldn’t they respect the fact that he didn’t want to show them his extremely scarred face?

He felt like a fool and got up. “Ratchet, look, I don’t want t-“
“No no ‘Jack it’s not about that, please sit down again... please?” He grabbed ‘Jack’s arm and looked at him pleadingly.

Jack sighed. How could he resist him? How could he ever say no? He sat down again and dimmed his optics. “So what issit Ratchet? Just go ahead and tell me, I’m getting pretty tired of this guessing game all the time, I know you wanna see my whole face and I know you use this as an excuse to do it!” He was pretty upset, but the doc tried to calm him down.

“Yes, I would like to see your face, but the main thing about this is…” he tried to focus and he frowned thoughtfully, “We’ve worked together for many eons now right? And I have to admit that I care a lot for you ‘Jack... I care very much for you… and I...” Ratchet began to blush and Wheeljack noticed it and smiled a little. “Hey, ya don’t have to say anything alright? I know what you mean. I feel the same way.” Jack took Ratchet’s hand gently and lead it up to his right cheek.

The doc could feel the scars on Jack’s face. The scars from the heavy battles on Cybertron. The scars, which reminded Jack of the worst experience of his life, which haunted him still. “You... have a lot of scars Jack… would you like me to take a look at them?” The doc said worried. Jack shook his head. “No, it’s alright, I’ve learned to live with ‘em, they’re a part of me now.

I just don’t like everyone to see them, I feel ashamed about it. But it’s sweet of you to ask though.” He looked Ratchet in the optics. Ratchet was smiling at him, stroking his cheek. “You’re not ugly, ‘Jack. Don’t ever let anyone think that, okay? I think you’re…you’re wonderful.” Ratchet couldn’t believe he said that and looked away shortly, embarrassed. He really loved him, more than anything. He knew what he had gone through on Cybertron and how much he had lost.

“Thank you Ratchet...” Wheeljack smiled at him and gently put both his hands on the doctor’s face. Ratchet gawked at him because of that and blushed really hard and felt his cheeks get very warm. “You are very, very handsome yourself.” Wheeljack leaned in and gently pressed his lips at Ratchet’s. Ratchet gave a little jump in surprise, but returned the kiss and wrapped his arms around the engineer.

They gently caressed each others tongues as they deepened the kiss, making the whole situation more intense and sensual. “Mhh… don’t stop... please don’t stop...” Ratchet moaned as ‘Jack gently ran his hands down the side of the doc, stroking over his sensitive filter system with his fingers, while kissing Ratchet’s neck, pressing him slightly down on the ground by now.

“I love you Ratchy...” ‘Jack managed to whisper through a slight moan, as he felt Ratchet’s hands run down over his backside and pressing his fingers at his filters on the back of his thighs.

Ratchet let out a hoarse “I love you too Jack” as he felt himself give in to the pleasure he was feeling. Wheeljack bent down over the medic’s stomach and began to gently lick him on his sensitive spots there. Ratchet flashed his optics.

“Mhh… oh Wheeljack... oh yes…!” He moaned as he felt Wheeljack move further down on him, letting him fill him with pure pleasure as Wheeljack removed the medic’s codpiece and wrapped his warm hand around Ratchet’s now erect member. “No, ‘Jack” he moaned, “We can’t do it out here!” He seemed worried but ‘Jack just smiled at him. “Who cares? We love each other… love isn’t a bad thing to express… it’s not illegal Ratchy, just enjoy it.” He smiled.

The feelings Ratchet got now, was overwhelming him. He had never felt this before; he even wondered if ‘Jack had done this before, because it felt so slagging good! His system was hissing as he felt ‘Jack’s lips wrap around the sensitive head of his cock, licking him and teasing him to satisfaction. “Oh sweet Cybertron! Oh ‘Jack you have no idea how it feels!! It’s wonderful!” Wheeljack smiled to himself as he heard that and kept teasing Ratchet a little, before taking him in, as far as he could.

Ratchet tensed up as he felt the suction all the way down his body, giving him the most intense experience of pleasure he had ever had. He moaned harder and harder and as he reached his climax, he flashed his blue optics, screaming out as he felt the pleasure waves go through his body over and over again.

As he collapsed back on the ground, Wheeljack got up and clicked on his codpiece for him. He smiled down at him and cuddled up with him, both of them smiling. “Ya know… you don’t taste bad.” Jack grinned and looked up at the now incredibly shy medic.

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“What exactly is it you’re working on Wheeljack?” Ratchet asked curiously as he approached him, looking over his shoulder. Wheeljack gave a short grin. “Heh, nuthin’ much really. I’m just fixing the immobilizer I made a while back, that’s all. Things are going a bit slow at the moment so I thought I’d just fix some of my problem areas of ma’ inventions.” He turned around and faced the doctor who smiled at him.

“How about some nice, cool energon outside, buddy?” Ratchet put a hand on Wheeljack’s shoulder. Wheeljack got a little surprised because of that and looked at Ratchet’s hand a little startled, before relaxing. “What? A drink? Sure why not, I’d love that. It’s way too hot in ‘ere, we gotta ask Prime to get us some air-conditioning or somethin’.”

Ratchet laughed as he gave Wheeljack a cube of energon and one for himself. “You’re right, I mostly feel like my circuits get fried when I work in there. It’s like living in a microwave.”

As they came outside, the night sky was clear and the stars were visible. Most of the Bots had retreated back inside the Ark, so they were alone. They sat down on two rocks and opened their cubes. “Cheers Ratchy, for ol’ friendship!” Wheeljack flashed a smile on his fins and raised the cube, before taking his mask off carefully without being seen.

“Cheers Wheeljack! I hope we’ll have many more good years together!” Ratchet was smiling at him. The smile he simply couldn’t get enough of. Every time he looked at him he was about to melt inside. Wheeljack didn’t drink from his cube directly in front of Ratchet even though he took off his mask. He made sure to sit on Ratchet’s right side to make sure nobody saw his right side of his face… to make sure nobody saw how horrible…just how -

“Wheeljack? Are you okay? I need to ask you a serious question...” Ratchet began. ‘Jack sort of knew where this was leading to. It ALWAYS lead to a discussion about them all wanting to see his face and he was getting tired of it. Why couldn’t they respect the fact that he didn’t want to show them his extremely scarred face?

He felt like a fool and got up. “Ratchet, look, I don’t want t-“
“No no ‘Jack it’s not about that, please sit down again... please?” He grabbed ‘Jack’s arm and looked at him pleadingly.

Jack sighed. How could he resist him? How could he ever say no? He sat down again and dimmed his optics. “So what issit Ratchet? Just go ahead and tell me, I’m getting pretty tired of this guessing game all the time, I know you wanna see my whole face and I know you use this as an excuse to do it!” He was pretty upset, but the doc tried to calm him down.

“Yes, I would like to see your face, but the main thing about this is…” he tried to focus and he frowned thoughtfully, “We’ve worked together for many eons now right? And I have to admit that I care a lot for you ‘Jack... I care very much for you… and I...” Ratchet began to blush and Wheeljack noticed it and smiled a little. “Hey, ya don’t have to say anything alright? I know what you mean. I feel the same way.” Jack took Ratchet’s hand gently and lead it up to his right cheek.

The doc could feel the scars on Jack’s face. The scars from the heavy battles on Cybertron. The scars, which reminded Jack of the worst experience of his life, which haunted him still. “You... have a lot of scars Jack… would you like me to take a look at them?” The doc said worried. Jack shook his head. “No, it’s alright, I’ve learned to live with ‘em, they’re a part of me now.

I just don’t like everyone to see them, I feel ashamed about it. But it’s sweet of you to ask though.” He looked Ratchet in the optics. Ratchet was smiling at him, stroking his cheek. “You’re not ugly, ‘Jack. Don’t ever let anyone think that, okay? I think you’re…you’re wonderful.” Ratchet couldn’t believe he said that and looked away shortly, embarrassed. He really loved him, more than anything. He knew what he had gone through on Cybertron and how much he had lost.

“Thank you Ratchet...” Wheeljack smiled at him and gently put both his hands on the doctor’s face. Ratchet gawked at him because of that and blushed really hard and felt his cheeks get very warm. “You are very, very handsome yourself.” Wheeljack leaned in and gently pressed his lips at Ratchet’s. Ratchet gave a little jump in surprise, but returned the kiss and wrapped his arms around the engineer.

They gently caressed each others tongues as they deepened the kiss, making the whole situation more intense and sensual. “Mhh… don’t stop... please don’t stop...” Ratchet moaned as ‘Jack gently ran his hands down the side of the doc, stroking over his sensitive filter system with his fingers, while kissing Ratchet’s neck, pressing him slightly down on the ground by now.

“I love you Ratchy...” ‘Jack managed to whisper through a slight moan, as he felt Ratchet’s hands run down over his backside and pressing his fingers at his filters on the back of his thighs.

Ratchet let out a hoarse “I love you too Jack” as he felt himself give in to the pleasure he was feeling. Wheeljack bent down over the medic’s stomach and began to gently lick him on his sensitive spots there. Ratchet flashed his optics.

“Mhh… oh Wheeljack... oh yes…!” He moaned as he felt Wheeljack move further down on him, letting him fill him with pure pleasure as Wheeljack removed the medic’s codpiece and wrapped his warm hand around Ratchet’s now erect member. “No, ‘Jack” he moaned, “We can’t do it out here!” He seemed worried but ‘Jack just smiled at him. “Who cares? We love each other… love isn’t a bad thing to express… it’s not illegal Ratchy, just enjoy it.” He smiled.

The feelings Ratchet got now, was overwhelming him. He had never felt this before; he even wondered if ‘Jack had done this before, because it felt so slagging good! His system was hissing as he felt ‘Jack’s lips wrap around the sensitive head of his cock, licking him and teasing him to satisfaction. “Oh sweet Cybertron! Oh ‘Jack you have no idea how it feels!! It’s wonderful!” Wheeljack smiled to himself as he heard that and kept teasing Ratchet a little, before taking him in, as far as he could.

Ratchet tensed up as he felt the suction all the way down his body, giving him the most intense experience of pleasure he had ever had. He moaned harder and harder and as he reached his climax, he flashed his blue optics, screaming out as he felt the pleasure waves go through his body over and over again.

As he collapsed back on the ground, Wheeljack got up and clicked on his codpiece for him. He smiled down at him and cuddled up with him, both of them smiling. “Ya know… you don’t taste bad.” Jack grinned and looked up at the now incredibly shy medic.