Okee! Another chapter and this was actually written with a word challenge between a bunch of rp buddies of mine :D

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"Can you repeat that please?"

"You heard me." Sideswipe growled, sounding more embarrassed and mortified than any type of angry. Though not for lack of trying.

"I did. I was more shocked that you would… Why come to me? Ratchet is much more suited for-"

"Oh Primus, NO!" The look of abject horror on Sideswipe's face was amusing. Especially with the current situation, First Aid mused.

"All right. Why not?" Draw them out, make them tell you. Ask the easy questions. Or so Ratchet said. The Protectobot medic got the feeling that Ratchet's wrench was far more persuasive.

"I can't." The frontliner mumbled, shifting again and almost looking uncomfortable. "He would never let me live it down!"

Okay, that was probably true. "Oh it can't be that bad." Aid replied kindly. Sideswipe's short glare disagreed and First Aid could only smile. Sideswipe was like a baby sometimes. Or a petulant toddler. "Okay then. Hop up. Let's see what we can do."

The red shoulders wilted in relief, the warrior doing as told, much to First Aid's surprise and pleasure. He'd never had one of the twins comply so fast. It was heartening and maybe a little encouraging. "I'll just grab a scanner and - "

"I know what's there, Aid." Sideswipe revealed, most definitely uncomfortable now. The Protectobot tilted his helm. "It's… a toy."

"A… toy?" Really? That didn't enlighten him at all.

"Yes. A toy." Sideswipe said through gritted denta, shifting where he sat on the berth. "Stuck. In my valve."

"… I'm sorry. WHAT?!"

Now it was Sideswipe's turn to look amused. Even through the obvious effort to not grimace. "I have an interfacing toy stuck in my valve." He grinned suddenly. "You DO know what a valve is, right?"

First Aid spluttered indignantly. "O-of course I do! I mean – How did it get stuck?"

The look of amusement immediately disappeared and the older of the twins seemed less inclined to answer this one. Patience, First Aid. Patience. The silence stretched, the First Aid continued. "You don't have to tell me. Just… What kind of toy?"

"A… uh… vibrator ball." Sideswipe's facial heat registered as significantly higher. "Pretty big one."

"Uh… huh." The medic blinked, his visor flickering for a moment. "All right, uh, this is going to be awkward. I'm going to need you to like back and, uh, open your paneling."

Sideswipe didn't seem to want to, but apparently the idea of possibly having it removed one out and he gingerly laid down and spread his legs, panel snapping open. First Aid, already feeling awkward enough as it was, debated actually retrieving his mentor at the sight of the positively leaking valve. A small flow had gathered behind the panel and now dripped down the frontliner's aft to the berth. Then he steeled himself. He would have had to do this sooner or later. "Alright, I'm going to grab some equipment and we'll see if we can – Sideswipe?"

The warrior had gasped suddenly, hips jumping and hands gripping the edge of the medical berth with denting force. The small creaking of metal being bent out of place was actually audible.

"Fine!" Sideswipe managed, forcing himself flat with obvious effort. "I'm fine. Just get it out!"

First Aid looked at him with concern for a moment before going to grab a machine with a long hose on the end. In a sense it worked like a vacuum, but with a small magnetic pull instead of suction. The metal ball bearings that made it vibrate would be pulled to it, and though the process would most likely be slower that Sideswipe hoped, it would remove it safely.

The medic wheeled the contraption over, setting up a smaller nozzle on it to actually be able to reach into the opening without causing too much discomfort. "All right, I am going to insert this into your valve, Sideswipe. I'm going to have to /pull it out with this. It's going to be a little uncomfortable, but-"

"Yeah sure fine! Just get. It. Out!" Sideswipe hissed, encouraging First Aid to continue. The Protectobot fired the machine up, holding his hand over the tip until he felt a strong pull. He positioned the tip at Sideswipe's weeping entrance and then looked at the screen to watch the little camera attatched to the rod.

"Okay, Sideswipe, here we go." He warned, pushing in. The frontliner hissed, heels digging into the berth as he fought to keep his hips against the berth. First Aid pushed in deeper and a small whine left Sideswipe's vocalizer before he bit his bottom lip to stifle it. "Almost there. One moment."

The channel was surprisingly deeper than the average valve before he saw the curve of the obstruction. "Okay, I see it. Now I'm going to attach it and - "

"Aid, stop giving me a play by play and remove it! It's driving me insane!"

First Aid froze a moment. "It's on?!" His vocalizer edged a tad higher at Sideswipe's nod. Primus, Sideswipe wasn't just uncomfortable, he was really getting aroused! "Okay, okay just hold on…"

The medic felt the rod connect and the magnetism begin to work as the rod was pulled a tad deeper. He tugged, making sure it was firmly attatched before beginning to pull out. The next whine was vocalized as Sideswipe's channel clenched on the nozzle and the moving toy. First Aid bit his own lip, ignoring the heat rising into his own lines, and pulled more firmly and at a far steadier pace.

Next to his hands, he could feel the white thighs vibrate with suppressed want and arousal and then the ball came into view and then it was out with a wet 'pop'. "It's out."

For some reason, Sideswipe didn't seem at all relieved. Not that First Aid blamed him, that was to be expected. What wasn't was the mech suddenly standing, seizing his arm and dragging him away from the still buzzing ball and the onlined equipment.

"Sideswipe!" He squeaked.

Sideswipe growled and swung him into an ICU room. "I need… I need you to frag me, please." He ground out as soon as the door had slid shut.

First Aid blinked. "Um, I don't know if I can… I'm still on duty and its not that I don't want to, but…."

"Please!" Sideswipe begged, shifting and practically vibrating with the energy and charge still coursing though his frame unsatisfied and with no outlet. "Please, you can't leave me like this!"

The Protectobot sighed. "Can't you go find Sunstreaker?"

"He's on patrol." The frontliner mumbled, baby blues pleaded at him, "Please Aid! Just this once, I NEED it…"

The medic sighed. "Just. This once." Primus why didn't he have a better backbone?

Before he'd even finished the thought Sideswipe was on him again, fingers exploring until he had teased First Aid's panel open and black digits glossed up his pressurizing spike. The medic gasped, allowing himself to be pushed flat on the berth as Sideswipe crawled over him. And as the red mech slid himself down, First Aid had one last thought before pleasure shoved common sense aside.

The twins needed to be daring more often.

Revieeeeews~

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