TFA
Weeks would pass and Bumblebee had never been so happy. All thanks to his new favourite a triple changer mech. Who he learned to be called Blitzwing. Despite his large stature he was oddly gentle with the yellow mech. Though sometimes Bee wished that didn't leave so many bite marks, mostly to get Roddy of his back.
Even then Blitzwing's love is what kept moving Bumblebee on tough nights. Whenever his manger or a rude client yelled at him and raised their servo, it was enough to keep going. Over and over his spark would tell him to quit being a pleasure bot and find a new job, somewhere far from here. Yet he refused, fearing that leaving will only cause more trouble and that he'll never get to see the triple changer again. Bumblebee was truly torn.
"Bee? Hey Bee!" A voice echoed through the washracks snapping the yellow mech out of train of thought.
"Huh wha?" Bumblebee whipped his head around looking for the source of the voice. Optics quickly landing on red and blue plaiting. "Oh hey, Oppy. Didn't hear you come in"
Optimus placed a servo on his hip. "I could tell" He then walked over to his locker pulling out a towel and a scrubber. "I was saying if you wanted to join me in the oil bath. Seems like you need it"
Blinking Bumblebee thought for a moment. An oil bath sounded nice but lately he's always feeling hot. Then again there's always a cold shower available. "Sure, I could use the refresher" A smile.
"Great, I'll go ahead" Optimus returned the smile with his own. "Feel free to join me when you're ready"
"Sure!"
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Warm air is what hit Bumblebee first followed by the sound of bubbling jets. Small bubbles pooled to the surface making the bath look like a tar pit, just more comforting than sticky. Before taking a step Bumblebee glanced down to now bare frame. Part of him was embarrassed how quickly his thoughts became lewd, images of Blitzwing's bare frame on whole display, array and all. Thankfully those thoughts vanished the moment his optics landed on his tanks. He could have sworn it was getting bigger and heavier yet, he couldn't figure out way.
Shaking his helm Bumblebee finally slipped into the bath. Frame quickly melting with relaxation as the oil found its way into his seems. "Mech, this is the life. I only we could sit here all day instead of doing work"
"Mhm" Optimus replied giving his own relaxed smile. "So Rodimus tells me you have a new favourite. They must be quite the charmer if they can win you over of all bots"
Bumblebee playfully sticked out his glossa. "What, can't I have a type?" He then shuffled a bit closer, engine rumbling with annoyance. "Don't tell me you Roddy convince you to disapprove of him?"
"No" With a smug look the red and blue mech lightly splashed Bee's face. "Just wanted to check on you. It wouldn't be the first time you picked a favourite only to chase them off" His smile only grew when as he watched the pout grow on Bee's face.
"Hmph" Crossing his arms Bumblebee only sulked further into the bath. Face almost vanishing under the oil as he did so. "They shouldn't have been glitches in the first place. I only showed them that us pleasure bots are more then juts play things, not my fault they got spooked"
A sense of calm returned to the air as both mechs sat in silence. Optimus knew Bee had his reason to chase off those clients. They were getting far to comfortable treating him and the other bots like scrap. Plenty of them returned to the dressing rooms with deep cuts or broken limbs. As for their manger the coward refused to ban them fearing the trouble they could cause. That's when Bumblebee pulled his stunt, a dagger and some engex spiked with sleeping pills was enough to send the message. Optimus couldn't stop smiling like an idiot when he saw the trash heaps leave with their tails between their legs.
As for now? He has other things to worry about. "I just don' want the same thing repeating" The silence broke. "You put yourself at risk and I don't want to see it happen again. You're a very dear friend to me and Rodimus"
"Oppy" Bumblebee slowly lifted his gaze.
"Besides, you're like a little brother to us" Optimus then lunged forwards grappling the smaller mech into a bear hug. "I would hate seeing you get your spark broken"
A muffled grumble escaped the yellow mech as he struggled to escape the hug. "Ack- I get it! You and Roddy are both saps! Saps!" Still there was no malice in his EM field. Spark spinning with love and affection. Maybe he should humour his big brothers. They rarely do get to spare anytime most days. Still Optimus's was always suffocating, he just hopes it wouldn't last any longer.
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