[TF] Family Found 10/10
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dracoqueen22Universe: Transformers, Escort AU, All This and Heaven Too
Characters: Sunstreaker/Starscream, Rodimus, Sideswipe, Wrench
Rated: M
Warnings: lost siblings, reunited family, hard choices, angst, bdsm themes, humiliation kink slightly
Description: Sunstreaker didn’t understand why he felt so drawn to Sideswipe, until a mistake revealed the link between them, provoking a turn of events which will change everything.
Family Found
Part Ten
Sideswipe shifted his weight back and forth, straining to watch the long driveway up to the front of the manor within the estate. He’d received word that his new guests were on their way, but time passed far too slowly for his comfort.
Their rooms were prepared and ready, and had been since he’d first discovered Sunstreaker was his twin and the missing half of his spark. He’d then immediately prepared space for both Starscream and Rodimus. Frag, he’d take in the entire staff of Blue Sun if it meant Sunstreaker would come home to him.
Sideswipe couldn’t wait.
He’d had his chefs prepare a feast. He’d had the best treats flown in from all across Cybertron because he knew both Starscream and Rodimus liked them. He didn’t know how else to make them feel so welcome.
Ironhide stepped up beside him, his voice gruff and familiar. “Master Sideswipe, the transport approaches.”
“Finally!” Sideswipe threw his hands in the air and descended the long ramp. “Took them long enough.”
“Are ya sure ya don’t want me to assign security to watch over them?” Ironhide asked as he trailed a few steps behind Sideswipe, closer than might be considered proper for staff, but Ironhide was far more than staff. He was family. The only family Sideswipe had after the death of his caretakers.
Sideswipe rolled his optics. “You’re starting to sound like your mentor. I’m fine. They’re fine. Quit worrying.”
“If ya insist.”
“I do.”
Ironhide wasn’t the only member of Sideswipe’s staff to express reservations about the new residents, but at least he was polite about it. Sideswipe had already fired numerous guards and cleaning staff who thought it was their place to comment on the origins of the new guests. They were leftovers from Sideswipe’s parents anyway, and he’d only kept their employment contracts out of respect to them.
He wouldn’t mourn the loss of those employees. He’d find better ones.
The transport came into view and Sideswipe’s spark leapt and twirled with excitement, expanding in its casing as though it could sense Sunstreaker’s nearness. Sideswipe bounced on his heels, his lips pulling in a wide grin, as the transport came to a halt.
He waited, on bolts and brackets, for the doors to open, and the first familiar face to emerge. Gold armor gleamed in the light, and familiar blue optics met his gaze as a warm smile curved Sunstreaker’s lips.
“You’re here!” Sideswipe threw himself into Sunstreaker’s arms, more than pleased when Sunstreaker folded him into an embrace instead of scowling and shoving him away.
“You knew I would be,” Sunstreaker muttered, but his field was warm and pleased, and he squeezed Sideswipe enough to quietly admit how happy he was, too.
Sideswipe grinned and held the embrace until he felt Sunstreaker starting to twitch. He stepped back, freeing his twin, in time to see Starscream stepping out, his optics wide and his orbital ridges lifting as he took in the sight of the manor.
“Well, well, well. And here I thought you were exaggerating,” Starscream said with one corner of his mouth curved in a smirk. “Nice place you have, Sideswipe.”
“It’s yours now, too,” Sideswipe said and held out his arms. “Come on. We’re not strangers.” He wriggled his fingers pointedly.
Starscream rolled his optics, but stepped into the hug, pressing a genteel kiss to the curve of Sideswipe’s cheek. “Don’t think this means you’re getting a freebie.”
“Doesn’t it?” Sideswipe asked, cheekily. He craned his neck, peering over Starscream’s shoulder and past the arch of his wing. “Weren’t you bringing someone else?”
"Rodimus!" Sunstreaker said in a sharp tone which made something pleasant twist and heat in Sideswipe's belly. Eventually, he'd have to get over his kneejerk response to Sunstreaker's domination. "Get your aft out here."
"Is he scared?" Sideswipe asked, amused.
Starscream huffed a laugh. "Absolutely not. He's just trying to figure out how to make a grand entrance."
"I am not!" A voice floated out from the transport before a figure stepped into view, painted in shades of red and orange and garish flames, as shiny as both Starscream and Sunstreaker. "I didn't want to interrupt."
"Is that what you're calling it?" Starscream hummed his amusement as Rodimus descended from the transport.
Sideswipe had seen him before, flitting around the sales floor of Blue Sun, flirting with potential clients and laughing with a big smile. He was sexy, Sideswipe gave him that much. That flirty spoiler begged to be touched.
They'd never been formally introduced.
"Rodimus, was it?" Sideswipe asked as he stepped forward and offered a hand. "I'm Sideswipe. Welcome to your new home."
"You must be the charming half of the spark," Rodimus said with a little wink as he returned with a firm handshake. "Thanks for paying my debt, giving me a place to live, all of that." He leaned in close then, squeezing Sideswipe's fingers. "If Starscream doesn't put out, I will." He winked again.
"You little brat!" Starscream grabbed hold of the back of Rodimus' collar fairing and yanked him away from Sideswipe. "I can't take you anywhere."
Rodimus stumbled but laughed, his optics sparkling playfully. "You put a fine piece of aft in front of me and expect me not to flirt? Who do you think I am, Star?"
"Someone who should have more manners," Sunstreaker snapped before he sighed and scrubbed a hand down his face, peering at Sideswipe with one optic. "Are you sure you want this circus?"
"Life was getting a little boring anyway," Sideswipe said as he hooked his elbow through his twin's and started guiding Sunstreaker up the ramp, assuming the others would catch up.
Ironhide still watched them, standing at attention, a frown growing on his lips as his gaze lingered on Starscream and Rodimus, still squabbling.
"This is my head of house and security, Ironhide," Sideswipe said as he made introductions. "If you can't find me, find Ironhide. He'll help you with whatever you need."
Sunstreaker tipped his head in greeting. "Nice to meet you."
"Likewise," Ironhide grunted.
"He's full of charm," Sideswipe said, cheerfully. He leaned in toward Sunstreaker, whispering, "Don't be fooled. He's been looking after me all my life. It makes him a little overprotective."
Sunstreaker arched one orbital ridge. "You've had the duty of watching over Sideswipe? Must have been a Pit of a job."
Ironhide rattled out a laugh. "Aye. He's a handful. What about you?"
"I'm always perfectly behaved," Sunstreaker said, but he directed a sour look over his shoulder. "Unfortunately, I can't say the same for my partner and his pet."
"Pet?" Sideswipe echoed. "Is that really what he is?"
"It's what I call him," Sunstreaker said with a disdainful sniff. "He's always in our bed when I least expect it, he requires a lot of care and attention, and Starscream's so fond of him that he goes where we go."
It was Sideswipe's turn to lift his orbital ridges. "And you don't care at all?"
Sunstreaker's lips twitched, and Sideswipe knew a fib when he heard one, despite Sunstreaker's lofty tone. "Rodimus has his uses."
"Someone say my name?" Rodimus bounded up to them, hands tucked behind his back, lips spread in a broad grin, his spoiler bouncing jauntily.
"Should we get our bags?" Starscream asked as he stepped up on Sunstreaker's other side before eyeing Ironhide with no small degree of suspicion.
"That's what the staff is for," Ironhide rumbled. He lifted his chin. "I'm Ironhide. I run the estate for Master Sideswipe."
"Master?" Rodimus echoed and he blinked and gave Sideswipe a pleading look. "Do I have to call you that?"
"Yes," said Ironhide as Sideswipe snorted and said, "Of course not."
Sideswipe gave his guardian a stern look. "They're family, Ironhide. I think we can do away with formalities, like I've been trying to get you to do for years."
"It's not done, Master Sideswipe," Ironhide said, but there was a twinkle in his optics, the slightest curve of his mouth to suggest he was teasing.
"Real stickler for the rules, I take it?" Rodimus asked.
"I'll expect ya to obey them," Ironhide said.
Sideswipe laughed and shooed everyone inside with his one free hand. "Yeah, yeah. We can talk about rules and formalities later. Let's go inside!"
Ironhide opened the door, gesturing for them to precede him, and Rodimus darted ahead of everyone else, slipping inside with a level of excitement Sideswipe approved of. Starscream followed, clutching Sunstreaker's hand, giving him smitten looks when he thought no one would notice.
He was wrong.
Sideswipe noticed, and if he did, then so did Ironhide. There wasn't anything the old rustbucket missed.
He hung back to exchange a few words with his guardian as the ooh's and aah's of his three new companions floated back out to him.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Ironhide asked.
Sideswipe tilted his head. "Didn't you say you were worried about me? You thought I was lonely?"
"This isn't really what I meant."
"Then maybe you should've been more specific." Sideswipe rapped his knuckles on Ironhide's chassis. "Sunstreaker's my twin. He's the other half of me. You'll love him soon enough."
"And the others?"
Sideswipe chuckled. "I'm sure they'll grow on you." He waggled his orbital ridges. "Rodimus is pretty, yeah? I know how much you like flames."
Ironhide rolled his optics and nudged Sideswipe inside. "Go on you. I'm not fragging yer new toy."
"Just saying, you can if you want to," Sideswipe teased as he danced inside, a wide grin on his lips. He spread his arms, gesturing broadly. "Things are gonna get pretty lively around here now, 'Hide. Just you wait and see."
Ironhide's gaze softened as he stepped inside, closing the door behind him. "I certainly hope so, Master Sideswipe."
It was going to be great.
Sideswipe had no doubt about that.
***
Characters: Sunstreaker/Starscream, Rodimus, Sideswipe, Wrench
Rated: M
Warnings: lost siblings, reunited family, hard choices, angst, bdsm themes, humiliation kink slightly
Description: Sunstreaker didn’t understand why he felt so drawn to Sideswipe, until a mistake revealed the link between them, provoking a turn of events which will change everything.
Part Ten
Sideswipe shifted his weight back and forth, straining to watch the long driveway up to the front of the manor within the estate. He’d received word that his new guests were on their way, but time passed far too slowly for his comfort.
Their rooms were prepared and ready, and had been since he’d first discovered Sunstreaker was his twin and the missing half of his spark. He’d then immediately prepared space for both Starscream and Rodimus. Frag, he’d take in the entire staff of Blue Sun if it meant Sunstreaker would come home to him.
Sideswipe couldn’t wait.
He’d had his chefs prepare a feast. He’d had the best treats flown in from all across Cybertron because he knew both Starscream and Rodimus liked them. He didn’t know how else to make them feel so welcome.
Ironhide stepped up beside him, his voice gruff and familiar. “Master Sideswipe, the transport approaches.”
“Finally!” Sideswipe threw his hands in the air and descended the long ramp. “Took them long enough.”
“Are ya sure ya don’t want me to assign security to watch over them?” Ironhide asked as he trailed a few steps behind Sideswipe, closer than might be considered proper for staff, but Ironhide was far more than staff. He was family. The only family Sideswipe had after the death of his caretakers.
Sideswipe rolled his optics. “You’re starting to sound like your mentor. I’m fine. They’re fine. Quit worrying.”
“If ya insist.”
“I do.”
Ironhide wasn’t the only member of Sideswipe’s staff to express reservations about the new residents, but at least he was polite about it. Sideswipe had already fired numerous guards and cleaning staff who thought it was their place to comment on the origins of the new guests. They were leftovers from Sideswipe’s parents anyway, and he’d only kept their employment contracts out of respect to them.
He wouldn’t mourn the loss of those employees. He’d find better ones.
The transport came into view and Sideswipe’s spark leapt and twirled with excitement, expanding in its casing as though it could sense Sunstreaker’s nearness. Sideswipe bounced on his heels, his lips pulling in a wide grin, as the transport came to a halt.
He waited, on bolts and brackets, for the doors to open, and the first familiar face to emerge. Gold armor gleamed in the light, and familiar blue optics met his gaze as a warm smile curved Sunstreaker’s lips.
“You’re here!” Sideswipe threw himself into Sunstreaker’s arms, more than pleased when Sunstreaker folded him into an embrace instead of scowling and shoving him away.
“You knew I would be,” Sunstreaker muttered, but his field was warm and pleased, and he squeezed Sideswipe enough to quietly admit how happy he was, too.
Sideswipe grinned and held the embrace until he felt Sunstreaker starting to twitch. He stepped back, freeing his twin, in time to see Starscream stepping out, his optics wide and his orbital ridges lifting as he took in the sight of the manor.
“Well, well, well. And here I thought you were exaggerating,” Starscream said with one corner of his mouth curved in a smirk. “Nice place you have, Sideswipe.”
“It’s yours now, too,” Sideswipe said and held out his arms. “Come on. We’re not strangers.” He wriggled his fingers pointedly.
Starscream rolled his optics, but stepped into the hug, pressing a genteel kiss to the curve of Sideswipe’s cheek. “Don’t think this means you’re getting a freebie.”
“Doesn’t it?” Sideswipe asked, cheekily. He craned his neck, peering over Starscream’s shoulder and past the arch of his wing. “Weren’t you bringing someone else?”
"Rodimus!" Sunstreaker said in a sharp tone which made something pleasant twist and heat in Sideswipe's belly. Eventually, he'd have to get over his kneejerk response to Sunstreaker's domination. "Get your aft out here."
"Is he scared?" Sideswipe asked, amused.
Starscream huffed a laugh. "Absolutely not. He's just trying to figure out how to make a grand entrance."
"I am not!" A voice floated out from the transport before a figure stepped into view, painted in shades of red and orange and garish flames, as shiny as both Starscream and Sunstreaker. "I didn't want to interrupt."
"Is that what you're calling it?" Starscream hummed his amusement as Rodimus descended from the transport.
Sideswipe had seen him before, flitting around the sales floor of Blue Sun, flirting with potential clients and laughing with a big smile. He was sexy, Sideswipe gave him that much. That flirty spoiler begged to be touched.
They'd never been formally introduced.
"Rodimus, was it?" Sideswipe asked as he stepped forward and offered a hand. "I'm Sideswipe. Welcome to your new home."
"You must be the charming half of the spark," Rodimus said with a little wink as he returned with a firm handshake. "Thanks for paying my debt, giving me a place to live, all of that." He leaned in close then, squeezing Sideswipe's fingers. "If Starscream doesn't put out, I will." He winked again.
"You little brat!" Starscream grabbed hold of the back of Rodimus' collar fairing and yanked him away from Sideswipe. "I can't take you anywhere."
Rodimus stumbled but laughed, his optics sparkling playfully. "You put a fine piece of aft in front of me and expect me not to flirt? Who do you think I am, Star?"
"Someone who should have more manners," Sunstreaker snapped before he sighed and scrubbed a hand down his face, peering at Sideswipe with one optic. "Are you sure you want this circus?"
"Life was getting a little boring anyway," Sideswipe said as he hooked his elbow through his twin's and started guiding Sunstreaker up the ramp, assuming the others would catch up.
Ironhide still watched them, standing at attention, a frown growing on his lips as his gaze lingered on Starscream and Rodimus, still squabbling.
"This is my head of house and security, Ironhide," Sideswipe said as he made introductions. "If you can't find me, find Ironhide. He'll help you with whatever you need."
Sunstreaker tipped his head in greeting. "Nice to meet you."
"Likewise," Ironhide grunted.
"He's full of charm," Sideswipe said, cheerfully. He leaned in toward Sunstreaker, whispering, "Don't be fooled. He's been looking after me all my life. It makes him a little overprotective."
Sunstreaker arched one orbital ridge. "You've had the duty of watching over Sideswipe? Must have been a Pit of a job."
Ironhide rattled out a laugh. "Aye. He's a handful. What about you?"
"I'm always perfectly behaved," Sunstreaker said, but he directed a sour look over his shoulder. "Unfortunately, I can't say the same for my partner and his pet."
"Pet?" Sideswipe echoed. "Is that really what he is?"
"It's what I call him," Sunstreaker said with a disdainful sniff. "He's always in our bed when I least expect it, he requires a lot of care and attention, and Starscream's so fond of him that he goes where we go."
It was Sideswipe's turn to lift his orbital ridges. "And you don't care at all?"
Sunstreaker's lips twitched, and Sideswipe knew a fib when he heard one, despite Sunstreaker's lofty tone. "Rodimus has his uses."
"Someone say my name?" Rodimus bounded up to them, hands tucked behind his back, lips spread in a broad grin, his spoiler bouncing jauntily.
"Should we get our bags?" Starscream asked as he stepped up on Sunstreaker's other side before eyeing Ironhide with no small degree of suspicion.
"That's what the staff is for," Ironhide rumbled. He lifted his chin. "I'm Ironhide. I run the estate for Master Sideswipe."
"Master?" Rodimus echoed and he blinked and gave Sideswipe a pleading look. "Do I have to call you that?"
"Yes," said Ironhide as Sideswipe snorted and said, "Of course not."
Sideswipe gave his guardian a stern look. "They're family, Ironhide. I think we can do away with formalities, like I've been trying to get you to do for years."
"It's not done, Master Sideswipe," Ironhide said, but there was a twinkle in his optics, the slightest curve of his mouth to suggest he was teasing.
"Real stickler for the rules, I take it?" Rodimus asked.
"I'll expect ya to obey them," Ironhide said.
Sideswipe laughed and shooed everyone inside with his one free hand. "Yeah, yeah. We can talk about rules and formalities later. Let's go inside!"
Ironhide opened the door, gesturing for them to precede him, and Rodimus darted ahead of everyone else, slipping inside with a level of excitement Sideswipe approved of. Starscream followed, clutching Sunstreaker's hand, giving him smitten looks when he thought no one would notice.
He was wrong.
Sideswipe noticed, and if he did, then so did Ironhide. There wasn't anything the old rustbucket missed.
He hung back to exchange a few words with his guardian as the ooh's and aah's of his three new companions floated back out to him.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Ironhide asked.
Sideswipe tilted his head. "Didn't you say you were worried about me? You thought I was lonely?"
"This isn't really what I meant."
"Then maybe you should've been more specific." Sideswipe rapped his knuckles on Ironhide's chassis. "Sunstreaker's my twin. He's the other half of me. You'll love him soon enough."
"And the others?"
Sideswipe chuckled. "I'm sure they'll grow on you." He waggled his orbital ridges. "Rodimus is pretty, yeah? I know how much you like flames."
Ironhide rolled his optics and nudged Sideswipe inside. "Go on you. I'm not fragging yer new toy."
"Just saying, you can if you want to," Sideswipe teased as he danced inside, a wide grin on his lips. He spread his arms, gesturing broadly. "Things are gonna get pretty lively around here now, 'Hide. Just you wait and see."
Ironhide's gaze softened as he stepped inside, closing the door behind him. "I certainly hope so, Master Sideswipe."
It was going to be great.
Sideswipe had no doubt about that.
