Ok, as promised, the sequel to WTF, attack of the plot bunnies. It just so happens, I'm reading a really raunchy romance novel and I had this gloriously evil idea to make this 25 ONESHOT Romance fics. Same thing as WTF, if you see a plot bunny that you want to use, go for it! There are tons of super skilled fanfic writers out there and I have gotten several requests to "finish" the cliffhangers. So, I've decided to issue an offical challenge. Pick a plot, any plot that appeals to you. There is only one rule. You have to have the word WTF somewhere in the title, so that people know its part of the challenge. ANYTHING goes, that means you can take my plot idea and twist it any way you want. It can be as long or as short as you want it, from a ONESHOT to a multi chapter fic. I would rather not have my fic deleted, so I'm throwing in here that it has to follow the guidelines. I am challenging you to finish what I've started. So all you lovely fan fic writers out there. Get crackin.

WARNING: MAJOR SLASH, SMUT AND ALL SORTS OF OTHER GOODIES! THERE WILL BE SUBJECT MATTER IN HERE VERY CLOSE TO BEING LEMONS, LIMES, CROSS DRESSING AND VERY POSSIBLY RAPE! For those of you new to fanfiction termonlogy, that means SEXUAL CONTENT. If you can't handle that, stop reading now.

I dunno where this will go, but it's going to be toe curling...

No worries, I will try to keep this Rated T...

Chapter 5- Scream for me...

"So. You you two want to be spies, eh? I think thats just great. Ya know, I use to be a spy. A damned good one too."

Sunstreaker grinned.

They had known this would happen of course, the minute they had decided to blackmail Ironhide by showing him the footage they had captured while on monitoring duty two nights ago.

Footage that they shouldn't have had, considering that the abandoned brig on the lower level was known as Jazz's sanctuary, Optimus Prime had backed the saboteur's order that no one was allowed access to it and no one was brave or stupid enough to rig a security camera there.

No one that is, but the twins. They had never been prouder of themselves. Of all the Autobot's, Jazz was the very hardest to prank. For years he had been foiling their attempts to pull one over on him and now, they finally had a chance for revenge.

They hadn't known what hit them of course. Sunstreaker had woken up enough to catch a glimpse of a blurr of silver and a wide grin, just before the sharp prick of a needle entering the energon line in his neck informed his panicked processors that something was very very wrong.

Now, as the drug slowly wore off, he found to his delight that instead of being in the matrix, he was in the very sanctuary he and Sideswipes had broken into to plant camera's three days ago, chained to the wall beside his furiously struggling brother. The wicked smile on Jazz's face both terrified and excited him. Oh yes, this was going to be good. The only downside was his vocal processor had carefully been disconnected, removing his ability to make even the slightest sound.

"Rule one, of being a spy my dear bots, is very simple. Don't get caught. Ever." Jazz said, his voice cheerful as he meticulously laid out his tools. Sunstreaker's amusement turned to fear as the door slid open and Ironhide ducked through the doorway. Jazz grinned, sliding an arm around his waist and leaning up on his tip toes. Ironhide lowered his head, planting a passionate kiss on his lover's lips before they both turned to Sunstreaker.

"Ya sure I can't just beat the slag out of em Jazzie?"

Jazz smirked "You can when I'm done. I wanna play first. Did you get it?"

Ironhide held up of all things, a can of high quality wax from Sunstreaker's personal stash. Sunstreaker grinned. Oh yes, this was going to be good.

"I was thinking, we would torture Sunny first. Sideswipe will be harder to break, so we'll warm him up by forcing him to watch."

"Sounds good ta me."

Ironhide held up his cannon, charging it and Jazz held the wax over it, heating it until it bubbled in its can. Sunstreaker could see Sideswipe's optics narrowed angrily as the Saboteur approached his brother.

"Try to scream for me Sunny..."

As Jazz rubbed the hot wax with agonizing slowness into Sunstreaker's chest plate sending shooting waves of pleasure through him, he really did try to do as Jazz asked. Oh yes, this most defiantly was going to be good. Sunstreaker was shaken out of his reverie when he caught sight of his brother, who was gasping and writhing. Confusion filled him as he realized the expression on Sideswipe's face was one of unbearable agony.

Jazz grinned wickedly and paused, looking up into Sunstreaker's optics, his voice almost giddy. "Oh I didn't tell you did I? Silly me. While you two were out cold, I took the liberty of planting a very special chip on your spark casings. Every time one of you feels pleasure? The other feels pain. I just love psychological warfare, don't you?"

Sunstreaker's grin disappeared.