WARNING: This chapter has sex in it. I put the same marks to show where it begins and it goes until the end.

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"Where is Shadowrunner!?" Ripjaw yelled at the Stegosaurus.

"He said he was going to look for some Energon," the mech replied as he shook in fear.

"The idiot got himself caught," Amberblade replied as she transformed into her bot form. "He hasn't said anything about what we're doing," she assured Ripjaw.

"You saw him get caught?"

"Yes."

"Why didn't you assist him!?" Ripjaw growled as he grabbed her and threw her into the wall.

Amberblade grunted as she fell to the floor, "They have more numbers than you do," she insisted as she struggled to get up, "Including you, there's only four of us right now and almost thirty of them. Twenty-eight if you don't include the Mini-Cons."

"Which is exactly why you should have assisted him! Now our number is even lower!"

"I'm sorry, but what would you do if I were also captured?"

"I would think that you would be too skilled to be captured, and you and Shadowrunner could have escaped!"

Amberblade looked to the floor, Ripjaw was right. She should have helped Shadowrunner instead she ran away.

"Allow me to get him back, sir," the Stegosaurus suggested as he knelt in front of Ripjaw.

"No, it would be suicide. Although if we can somehow get their Dinobot on our side we should be able to get through their defenses," Ripjaw replied.

"How do you suggest we do that?" The Stegosaurus asked.

"Maybe we could befriend him," the headbutting Dinobot suggested.

"That might work, let's try it."

"Ha-ha, operation befriending the T-Rex has begun," the smaller mech cheered.

"The name sucks, Patchy," Amberblade muttered.

"Well, can you think of one better?" Patchy asked her.

"N-no," the femme flinched.

"Didn't think so."

Amberblade sighed as Diamondback and Patchy headed out to think of a way to get the green and black Dinobot to join them. Slowly getting up, she thought it would be best to join them. She gave Ripjaw a final glance before leaving, even if she didn't want to.

"Where are you going, Amberblade?" Ripjaw asked her.

Amberblade flinched as she came to a stop, "T-to help Diamondback and Patchy," she replied softly as she glanced at him.

Ripjaw walked up to her and started circling her looking over her body to make sure there wasn't any damage from what he did, "No you're not, you're staying here and resting. I need you on top of your game," he told her once he finished circling her.

"Yes, sir," she replied softly as she headed to her makeshift nest. She thought she had done something else to upset him but she was glad he wanted her to get some rest. It showed that he cared. Ripjaw watched her walk off, smirking as he checked out her aft. Amberblade could feel his optics on her and she hoped she was giving him a good show. Ripjaw felt his spike starting to harden as he looked at her aft, he tried to shrug it off but it got the best of him and after a few minutes, he went to Amberblade's room.

Amberblade was halfway asleep, she wanted to feel Ripjaw's arms around her. She knew he couldn't do that because of the others and he didn't want to seem weak. However, every now and then she wished he would show that he really cared about her. Ripjaw walked over to her, he was amazed she didn't wake up with the way he entered her room. She must really be out, none the less I need to do this. 

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He got on top of Amberblade and pinned down her arms as he started kissing her down her neck. Amberblade woke up when she felt something on her neck, glancing down she saw Ripjaw. Her optics widened with shock before she relaxed to his kisses. Feeling him pinning her arms down she felt a slight throbbing, this was real, "Do whatever you'd like, Ripjaw," she whispered.

"Oh, I tend to," he whispered back as he moved a servo down to her breastplate and took it off. He started massaging and squeezing her breast before he took it into his mouth. Gasping with pleasure, she could feel her port already getting wet. No, she was sure that her juices were slowly dripping out from her panel by now. Ripjaw continued sucking hard on her breast as he removed the other breastplate and started massaging and squeezing that breast.

Ohh, dear Primus! Yes! Amberblade threw her helm back and let out a silent scream.

Guess she wanted this as much as I did.

Although shaking she lifted her leg, rubbing her knee against his interface panel. Ripjaw sat up and took his panel off revealing his big, hardened spike. He then took Amberblade's panel off and stuck his spike in. Letting out a loud whimper as he roughly slid his spike into her she looked up at him with lustful optics, "Is this what you meant by needing me on top of my game?" She teased.

"Not really," he replied as he started thrusting, he started off a bit gently but then started ramming into her.

"Ohh... Oh Primus yes!"

Ripjaw moaned with pleasure as he grabbed her breasts again and squeezed them. Gasping with pain that slowly turned into gasps of pleasure Amberblade moaned blissfully. "Oh yeah, that's it," Ripjaw moaned before he slapped one of her breasts and squeezed it again. Amberblade whimpered when he smacked her breast but as long as it made Ripjaw happy he could do whatever he wanted, "Oh Amberblade, you have no idea how long I've wanted to do this with you... And oh Primus this feels so good."

"I've been dreaming of this day since we met." She cried out when he found her sweet spot.

"Same... I've been longing for you since the day I met you and accepted you onto my team," he told her as he continued hitting her sweet spot.

"Ohh... Oh yeah, keep hitting right there."

"I plan to," he smirked as he kept hitting the same spot going even harder. The sound of his hips clanging against hers could be heard throughout the room as he rammed into her port. She whimpered as he rammed her port, it hurt but the pleasure overpowered the pain. It didn't take long until she screamed as her overload hit, and Ripjaw cried out as his climax hit him and he overloaded into her.

Amberblade looked up to Ripjaw with loving optics, "How did I do?" She asked as she reached out to stroke his scarred side.

"You did wonderfully. But I'm not through yet."

"There's more?" She asked as her spark leaped with excitement.

"Yep," Ripjaw replied as he pulled out of her port, he then turned her around where her aft was pointing up.

She giggled as he flipped her over, "Am I going to get punished for not helping Shadowrunner?" She asked seductively as she looked over her shoulder.

Ripjaw smirked at her, "Since you mentioned it, yes you are." He popped her on the aft before he stuck his spike into her afthole. Letting out a yelp when he popped her aft she groaned in pain when his huge spike penetrated her aft. He started thrusting hard into her aft and Amberblade whimpered as she grabbed the sheets. Ripjaw closed his optics as he moaned with pure pleasure while ramming into her aft.

He sounds so happy. Amberblade moaned loudly when he found her sweet spot.

Ripjaw continued hitting that spot, "Primus, you're so tight."

Amberblade could only let out whimpering moans as he ravaged her aft. Ripjaw went harder as he felt his climax coming, he then moaned out as he overloaded into her aft. She wasn't far behind him as she whimpered with pleasure as she overloaded.

"That was good."

"Really good."

Ripjaw pulled out of her aft, "Now get some sleep," he said as he got off the berth and put his panel back on.

"Would it be okay if you stay with me until I fall asleep?"

Ripjaw looked at her for a moment, "Alright, I can do that."

"Thank you, sir," she smiled as she scooted over to make room for him. He laid down beside her holding her close. Snuggling closer to him she let out a happy sigh and fell into recharge.