Transformers x Reader (On Hiatus)

TFP: Knockout x Pregnant!Femme!Reader

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Requested by: @00SquishySquiddy00
Description: A pregnant Femme request! So, after the two of them became sparkmates, the reader had started to feel a little off. Of course for Cybertronians their bearing young is different from humans. Enjoy!

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You were held within Knockouts' servos, he had a calm smile that took you awhile to get used to. His voice was soothing as he whispered to you about how much he adored you, you could hardly hear due to your body relaxing with tiredness. Before you could fall into recharge your could hear him mumble something that caught your attention,
"I know it hasn't been a long time, but there's this ache within my spark that wants to always be beside you." His voice was barely above a whisper beside your audials, as he gently kissed along the edge of your optics and gently down to your lips. You let out a soft moan at the gentle loving kiss, already feeling your spark soar at the love welding. The cherry red mech gently moved you to sit against his lap, each leg on either side so he could get a better angle over your form. The sudden glossa slipping between your dermas made you whine, realizing just how excited you had gotten from the attention. You heard a few clicks and gears turning along with the sudden heat wave, feeling the Knockout pull away with a loving expression.
"I want to be your Sparkmate, from here until the end of time." His usual cocky voice had disappeared along with his usual confident behavior. His blood red optics showed his vulnerability, as lubricant brimmed at the edge of your (f/c) optics. Barely moving your body, allowing your own chassis to click open showing your own bright blue spark. The two of you kissed, flinching at the feeling of the two chests locking together. Every emotion the mech had felt was flowing through your own body in waves, ranging from the peak of happiness to the downfall of sadness. You pulled away from the kiss letting out a gasp at the feelings, barely controlling the noises you made. The heat radiating from your sparks pulsed as they synced together, feeling your body tremble gripping his shoulder plates.
"K-Knockout, I love you so much." Your voice tumbled but you could already feel the mech press his dermas against your own in a more needy kiss, feeling the pulse of pleasure through your bodies. Barely holding onto your conscious, as drool drizzled down your chin moaning in delight feeling them unhook. The two of you panted, holding onto each other, helms touching in a pure moment of happiness. You could feel a smile spread across your faceplates, as your drowsily laid against the red mechs chassis sighing longingly. His servos ran along your back struts placing a kiss against your forehelm whispering a, 'sleep well my love,' as you fell into recharge.

It had been a little over a year since you two became Sparkmates, the bond between you grew even more from then. Although you've been having more energon cravings, certain things would make you nauseous and not to mention the yearning for more physical contact from your mate. Knockout seemed to notice as well, but paid no mind knowing it could be your pheromones on its high that is until after a battle with the Autobots.
You stumbled into the medbay clenching your side, barely above your hip as it increased in pain. The whole time Knockout tried to stop the energon trying to calm your nerves, but even after patching up the wound you still had a pained expression upon your faceplates. You clenching your spark made him worry. The medic moved away and grabbed a devise to scan your vitals, and once it had finished he started to freak out moving toward the computer console going through a few files.
"W-What's wrong?" You groaned clenching your helm at the pained nausea, hardly feeling anything else as the medic stopped. The overwhelming feeling of nausea subsided, allowing anxiety to cloud your mind as you tried to focus on him. Knockout looked over at you his servos at his side, he had an unknown look upon his faceplates as he laid his helm against your spark.
"You-You're carrying..." his voice was barely above a whisper, as he began to talk to your chassis giving out a whine like sob at the end. You could barely contain your own lubricants as they began to leak from your optics, wrapping your servos around the mech holding you. The moment was pure as you two held onto each other allowing your emotions to take hold, barely even caring that your spark still ached.

Each day that passed you've had to take things carefully, Lord Megatron didn't mind that you had to take your time off accepting that you were bringing new life into this war. Of course when he put it that way you had fears over about what would happen, even through Knockout said it would come within another earth year. Just the thought of bringing new life made you nervous, what was to happen when you did give birth to the little sparkling. Were you and Knockout capable of taking on such a responsibility? What if it's a girl, what will you name her? What if it's a boy, what would you name him? Will the sparkling look more like you, or Knockout? What if you aren't a good enough birth giver! What if-!?
Your thoughts were cut off by Knockout quickly running in, slamming his body into your waist with a happy sigh,
"I'm so happy to see my two beautiful girls." His voice showed just how excited he was, but you couldn't really tell if he was serious or not.
"Is this little one actually a girl?" You tilted your helm glancing down at the mech who shrugged, letting out a sigh thinking about it.
"Just wishful thinking my love, I just can't get over the thought of two beautiful ladies in my life! And being able pamper you both with love.." he let out another happy sigh snuggling your chassis close, the sudden feeling of it aching made you flinch but it only lasted a few seconds. All the thoughts from before were no more, just allowing yourself to be held by your Sparkmate.

It was the end of the war, and during the higher of it you were shielded within the warship so you had an easy way to escape if it went down, but having to be berth ridden due to the growth of your chassis you could barely move. And when the Autobot found out about you carrying they had helped you get the energon you needed, even though they held your Sparkmate captive.
When the world had finally been fully restored and able to bare life you were granted the help from the Autobots to see it, and it was amazing to finally see the brightly lit up home happy that it was restored. After Knockout joined the Autobot team, it allowed you to relax about the safety of your Sparkling knowing it can grow up without seeing the hardships of war, or dealing with survival. Of course all you had to worry about now was when this little Sparkling of yours would decide to show, it had almost been a year and you've gotten more confident.
"Are you okay my dear?" You jumped at the sound of Knockouts' voice as your stared out at the bright blue world, before nodding with a smile. The red medic gently placed a kiss against your forehelm, feeling as if nothing could ruin the moment.
"Y-Yeah, just thinking..." you could feel the medic bring your helm up to his faceplates, giving you a soft short kiss.
"There's nothing to worry about, we're okay now. Plus all you should be worry about is if-" he was cut off by the sound of you groaning in pain, holding your chassis in worry. The look within your optics showed desperation, as you gripped Knockouts servo letting out another hiss of pain. The cherry red medic gasped at the pain of your tight grip, realizing what was happening standing up and laying you on the berth. The mech began yelling for Ratchet, who possibly had more knowledge than he, or maybe he needed a helping hand.
But before the mech could leave your sight you pulled your Sparkmate down to your face plates glaring at him, before groaning in pain and anger.
"You just had to run your big mouth!"

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Hopefully this was okay! I got idea of how the reader is carrying their young from a story, or pole I read a long time ago! But I hope this was at least decent.