Fic (finished)

The list is down by one but not really because someone made me want to do a two parter for Ironhide and John Winchester...! YAY! Everyone who liked this so far and is looking for a happy end... Here. Eat your heart out.

LAST PART! This is finished! So help me GOD I refuse to write anymore of these. I have a list people. You saw the list. Ask me to write something off of that.

Title: Live
Ficlets: ... and Cry 1-5, Wake up and Live, Bleed and Live, Change and Live, Realize and Live,
Rating: Mature (Like, NC-17 people). (NAKED AUTOBOTS! SEX)
Disclaimer: I own nothing.



Will lay stretched out on Ironhide's chest as he sunned, dressed in only a pair of boxers; just in case anyone came by unexpectedly, it had happened before; dozing as he listened to the rumble and purr of the two Autobots. Ratchet's hand descended and stroked his torso gently. "Are you happy Will?"

He arched into the soft touch, "I think so." It had been just over a year since Hammertread had pulled him aside and broken through his self pity and hardened outer shell, pointing him in the direction that lead him to this spot. Here, out in the sun with his two Autobot lovers. It still caught him unaware at time, how much he loved them. How much they loved him.

"Good." Ratchet twined his legs with Ironhide's and rested his head on the weapons specialists shoulder. This was something they rarely shared. Both Autobots were in their protoplasm forms instead of just their regular truck or bipedal forms. Will had been shocked the first time, seeing them like that. And later, touching them. He hadn't expected the warmth or the way either Autobot had responded to his questing fingers.

Ironhide rumbles deepened as he woke from stasis, lifting a hand as he moved, making sure that Will didn't become dislodged from his chest. "Are you two going to keep talking? I was resting."

"Oh come on Iron." Will shimmied his body against the metal and Ironhide held perfectly still.

"We just did that."

"I know. But you know me, I can go again and again and again." Will smirked, rolled over and pressed a kiss to the silver-blue surface below him. He didn't know why, but for some reason, Ironhide and Ratchet's protoplasm was just as hot as a naked Sarah had been.

Ratchet chuckled, sliding his thigh up and locking his knee around Ironhide's leg, "Come now Ironhide. Can't you smell Will's pheromones? They're spiking so high right now..." Ironhide jerked when Will ran his hand over the cover of his spark.

"Yeah. Okay." Ironhide placed his palm against Ratchet's abdomen and pushed, their metals combining, sharing DNA codes and sensors, feeling exactly what the other felt. Will rubbed up and down Ironhide, Ratchet shivered from the not quiet phantom feeling. Ironhide sent out a tiny flash of electricity that made Will moan as his body peaked in interesting places.

"God Ironhide..." Will rolled onto his back, hand slithering down his boxers, grasping his cock firmly, "Again." There was another flash and the pleasure of the nerve simulation curled his body up. "Oh God..."

Ratchet took that moment to connect his hand with Ironhide's chest, right beside Will's convulsing body. Both Autobots let the protective plating over their sparks melt back into their body and Ratchet leaned down as Ironhide arched up, keeping Will in between them, but not coming close enough together to hurt him.

Will felt one more pulse fly through his body, lighting every nerve up and he couldn't stand it anymore, shuddering, coming, as Ratchet and Ironhide let their sparks connect through their sharing, causing a burst of light between them, engulfing Will.

When it was over, Will cradled gently in the crevice created by the two large metal chests resting against each other, he finally said what he had been holding back since he'd entered the relationship.

"I love you."



FINIS

THE END

NO MORE

*bows to the applause* Thank you, thank you! *throws flowers*

Good God. Honest robot sex people. Real, honest to God robot sex with a human.