I pulled my hair out for this fic! I hope this works. If you haven't read Cuffed, don't worry about it. I'll try and add stuff in if you don't get it. Basically, so you know, Bumblebee slapped cuffs on Strongarm and Sideswipe when he was getting annoyed with them and sent them out into the forest to get used to each other and learn to work together. I'm going to branch off of that fic for this instead of having Sideswipe rape Strongarm like I was trying to do. That's violent, even for Sideswipe. Megatron himself would cringe. So, here it goes.

Sideswipe laid with Strongarm, stroking a servo down her belly. She smiled and pressed back against him. Bumblebee and Grimlock were asleep, their leader crushed under the massive mech while the stars lit the sky and winked down at the couples.

"It's beautiful on this planet," Strongarm whispered. She pressed her back against his chest, her doorwings down.

Sideswipe kissed her helm and pushed the wandering servo between her legs. He wanted to push her boundaries, see where they were, but so far, she hadn't thrown up a red octagon.

But now she was still under Sideswipe's probbing digits and her panel slid back without him asking. He kissed her neck, then ran a digit over the rim of her valve. There was a slight resistance when he went to slide his digit in and Strongarm shivered against him, squeezing his digit. He chuckled and kissed her audio.

There was a faint click as his own panel slid back and his spike rubbed against her vavle before he reached down to slide it inside. There was resistance again, but when Sideswipe thrusted forward against her aft, the resistance was gone with a slight pop Sideswipe felt and heard.

Strongarm clawed the ground beside her, but she remained on her side for Sideswipe. Then she lifted her leg. Sideswipe held it as he thrusted, kissing her neck and audio gently.

They were quiet for as long as possible, but after a while, Strongarm was making noises that Sideswipe didn't want to muffle. A particular loud purr made Grimlock twitch. Sideswipe kissed her cheek as he overloaded.

She gasped and scrabbled to her knees, looking at him in shock. "Why didn't you tell me you were close?"

"I didn't think it mattered," he whispered. "Why? What's wrong?"

"I could turn up carrying! Then what will we do?"

Sideswipe hadn't thought of that. He'd been with pleasurebots and other femmes, and they hadn't had complaints or sparklings. At least...he didn't think. He buried his forehelm into an open palm. "Primus..."

"I'll wake up Bumblebee..."

Bumblebee was and forever will be her hero. Sideswipe watched his mate hurry to the leader to wake him up. He didn't hear what she said when the yellow mech was alert, but from his outburst, he knew he was in trouble.

"SIDESWIPE, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!"

Grimlock blinked open an optic and grunted, letting Bumblebee get up to walk to Sideswipe. "What were you thinking, Sideswipe?"

Strongarm was running after the mech, whimpering and whining. She was so young, Sideswipe realized and he sighed. What was he thinking?

"It's not his fault," she whined.

"He shouldn't have done that to you..." Bumblebee stroked her cheek gently, then took her over to the makeshift wash racks where he knelt and cleaned her of Sideswipe's coding. "That's all I can do with this equipment. We never had any carrying femmes on Team Prime. Arcee wasn't interested in any mech and sparklings were the least of our concerns." He sighed and sat her down, cupping her face. "But, I believe in Optimus' beliefs. If you are carrying, you keep it, and we'll all help you take care of it. Deal?"

She nodded and let Bumblebee lift her up. The rest of the night, she slept with Grimlock and Bumblebee. Sideswipe curled up alone.

ooo

Fixit checked her out in the morning. "Yes, it appears she could be carrying. It's just a blob for now, but it'll grow." He showed them the scanner and Strongarm took it. Bumblebee smiled as he pointed out what could be the helm and the pedes.

"Looks like he'll have winglets."

"Extra danger there," Fixit said. "If they uncurl, it'll cause tissues..." He brought a fist against his chest. "Issues," he corrected.

Strongarm held the scanner and sighed. "It's so little..."

Bumblebee smiled and elbowed her. "You didn't think it would be a fully grown sparkling in five minutes, did you?"

"It's been a couple hours, sir," she said. "I thought it would atleast be as big as my digit."

"It will be tonight."

"How do you know so much about sparklings?" She raised an optic ridge at him.

"Ratchet and Starsong knew a lot," he said. He chuckled. "They filled me in when they thought I was interested in Smokescreen."

"Were you?"

"Once. But that was a long time ago," he said. He touched her helm and he walked away.

Strongarm held the scanner and smiled down at it, but when she lifted her helm and saw Sideswipe, her smile disappeared. He caused this. That's what Bumblebee said. So she turned away and walked back to Grimlock, who nuzzled her fondly before the two went out to find, perhaps, a baby carriage or a play pen abandoned in the junk yard.

Sideswipe's temper flared and he kicked a bucket of bolts, sending it over the junk yard wall and into the surrounding forest. Then he stormed away.