Transformers headcannons/bloopers/oneshots (CLOSED)

Bv! Ironhide x Bv! Ratchet

Warning: some smut, foul language
Btw, Optimus can have a bond with all his bots but never actually sparkbond with anyone, Him being a prime gives him that ability so he can always know when someone needs help.
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Ratchet started his heat cycle and was now stuck in a dreary hanger by himself, he can't blame the humans for this though. Cybertronians are quite feisty in heat, Although he's never been like that the humans don't take chances. Ironhide was kept away from his against both their wish's as a sort of punishment for something they can't control, Ironhide has been feeling the pain and lonely mess through their bond and hated it. Even Optimus, who shared a bond with every bot of his for safety, was getting sick of the feelings Ratchet produced and told they humans to let Ironhide in to which they denied saying that Ratchet was to "Unpredictable".
     The humans had no understanding on a bots heat, they saw it as a threat so whenever any of the bots went into heat they were locked up in a dark hanger for the teams "Safety".
     Ironhide groaned as he felt a wave of heat and pain rush through Ratchets side of the bond, he hated feeling his mate like this so he made up his mind and walked to the hanger.Appropriately nicknamed the heat hanger by the humans and the dark place by the bots. The humans tried to stop him but he just growled, even Optimus stood back and didn't order Ironhide to stand down so the latter made it inside the hanger were a very distraught Ratchet was being kept.
     "Ironhide? How in primes sake did you get in here?" Ratchet asked from his spot on the floor. (Ratchet never took care of his needs on heat so he just suffered through them.) Ironhide chuckled and advanced, started to smell the heat in the room he shifted and sat down, not wanting to do anything unless Ratchet was ok with it. Almost immediately Ratchets body tensed and he groaned, leaning forward, "Ratchet..You can't just sit through a heat cycle." Hide began, earning a glare from the medic. "If that's all you came here to tell me then you can leave." The medic said, resisting the urge to ask hide for help. "Listen, Ratch. It's bad to do this so either do it yourself or I'll do it for you." Ratchets optics widened as the yellow mech blushed and looked at Ironhide, the latter looked serious and concerned. "I-I'm fine Hide now leave me alone." Ratchet said turning his head, he heard metal shifting and looked to see Ironhide walked towards him. He mentally panicked and backed up until he hit the wall of the hanger, "Ironhide?..." he asked, nervous and trying to control his urges. Ironhide chuckled, bending down he kissed the medics check and started to move down to his neck.
    Ratchet shuddered but wouldn't dare of saying anything, he did know his body needed release and he trusted his mate. "G-gah h-hide" Ratchet whined as he felt the larger servos trailing up and down his form, he gave small moans at the touch as he started to get more and more needy.
    Then a crash was heard and Ironhide stoped what he was doing and looked towards the hanger door, much to Ratchets disliking. Ratchet was blushing and trying to once again stop himself from saying anything, Lennox burst in with his men only to see a very confused and blushing Ratchet pinned by a very angry looking Ironhide. Crosshairs burst out laughing when he peered into the room, Drift chuckled and Optimus held in a laugh. "What the hell?-" One of the soldiers said, lowering his weapon, "Prime! Explain this now!" Lennox yelled, turning around the soldiers started to walk out knowing if they stayed they'd get a wrench thrown at them. "Captain this is what we go through, now let's talk about this outside shall we?" Optimus said, glancing at the very flustered Ratchet who was now turned around while Ironhide was mumbling.
    Ratchet vented when everyone left so it was just him and the weapons specialist, he didn't like how his time was interrupted but doubted that Ironhide would continue. He was lost in thought when the weapons specialist turned around and pinned him again, effectively drawing Ratchet out of his trance. "You know you don't ha-" Ratchet was interrupted when a set of dermas hit his own.

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Cliffhanger >:]
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