Darkwing's day was long. She helped the soldiers in one of the mines to protect the worker-class bots. It was a boring job, but at least she had time to catch up with them too. The femme loved how close the soldiers and the workers were to each other at the mine level, not like up in the Nemesis. She sat on a little rock and talked with the nearest miner.

"What can you say about the today harvested Energon?" she asked a little worker bot, who put the crystals in a bigger container.

"Not medical grade, but it's good. Do you want to take back some?"

"Nah, I will wait for my cube, but thanks."

The worker put down the crystal.

"It was a long time since you were down with us. What happened?"

"I was on a mission in outer space, to kill the enemy."

Some workers and soldiers looked at her with surprised faces.

"You killed Autobots?"

"That's our Darkwing!"

"Guys, I'm just a soldier like you, nothing more." She answered.

"But we have this boring work, while you are in the upper ranks. "

"Yeah, we are just targets for the Autobots."

Darkwing got up from her place.

"Never say that. I have the same value as you. You help the cause with your work, and I do this with mine too. We started the war to give everybody a chance in life to become more than their cast. When we will win, the first round of high grade will be on me, so we can celebrate together, without different classes."

Darkwing looked out from the mine, where the Sun almost disappeared on the horizon.

"I have to go back now guys, I have a little meeting. Take care!"

"Bye Darkwing!" The soldiers and the workers said it in chorus.

The femme left the cave, turned into her jet form, and flew up to the deck of the ship.

Her first route lead her to her berthroom, to get something, but when she stepped on her berthroom's corridor, she saw a big dark frame. Her first surprised reaction turned into flustered excitement when she walked over to him. Laserbeak wasn't attached to his chassis, so they were truly alone.

"Soundwave! Did you wait for a long time?"

The mech shook his helm when he turned to her. A big silence followed that. Darkwing doesn't know what she should say. His peaceful standing reflected his calm mood.

"Then... please, come in." She opened the door, and let him in before she went too.

Darkwing locked the door, and before she could turn to the mech, she felt his tendrils on her spine. A little squeak left her voicebox, and her wings opened to the side.

"S-Soundwave..."

It was hard to talk, while from the last time more experienced mech knew where to touch her to make her blush.

At least, Darkwing turned to him and grabbed his tendrils.

"Before we do anything, please sit down. We have to talk." She whispered quietly.

Soundwave sat down on her berth's edge without resistance and looked at her. Darkwing found her place next to him.

Her optics ran down from his helm onto his chassis and his servos. At that moment, Darkwing felt like she is a giant idiot with her idiot plan. But she had to ask him.

She needed answers to understand everything.

"Soundwave... Are you playing with me?" She asked quietly.

On the visor of the mech, a big question mark appeared.

"I mean..." she sighed and looked down at her peds. "We are close to each other from the start of the war. Before everything, I... I really loved working for you, and in the Pits, I wanted to stay near you. And what we did yesterday..." She sighed. "My Spark shake whenever you are in my sight, but yesterday I felt like I will explode. I have to know if you just playing with me, or if we have a chance to be... something more."

Soundwave listened to her. He saw her body trembling under the pressure, and he didn't know what to do about it. Finally, he reached toward her and turned her face into his way.

"TCCK... chance to be... something more"

Darkwing froze down. Her optics leaked blue tears, and without a second thought, she moved and caught him off guard.

She grabbed the mech's servos and pushed his upper body down to the berth while sat up onto his chassis. Their frames loudly crashed together. Darkwing was smaller than him, but with her power, she pinned him down. The femme saw her reflection in his visor.

She hated that visor so much, for so long.

"Take it off." she muttered with a darkened face. "Please."

One of Soundwave's tendrils came out of his armor again. It traveled up to his helm while stroking the femme's frame in some place, and with a click, he took off his face protector.

Darkwing smiled in the sight of his face. She let go one of his servos, then lifted her hand to his helm. The familiar face that she only saw in her dreams, was right before her shaking digits. His dermas were damaged by one, vertical cut on the left side. The long hopeless optics that she craved to see again now were full with a curious expression, that made Darkwing go further.

She leaned down to him, and when her Spark started to move around again, she kissed the silent mech. Darkwing forgot most of the things that Knockout and Breakdown showed to her, and went after her whirling pool of feelings.

Soundwave was surprised by the move. He observed the femme's behavior and searched in his databank for an answer. He finally found it, in some human mating ritual data, and in a second, he followed Darkwing's lead in the kiss.

His free servo grabbed into her helm pulling her closer, and his tendrils came around her whole armor, to feel her warmness.

Soundwave loved the feel of the kiss, and within a short time, he became more dominant in the act. He pulled out his other servo from her loosened grip, just to touch her overly sensitive wingbases with his digits. He used the femme's surprise from this to open her dermas with his and let their glossa stroke each other with passion.

His Spark twitched like never before. After all this time, he felt like nothing else mattered, just her panting frame on his, and what they became together. Soundwave bit her lower derma for a second, inviting her in more, and Darkwing did the same to him as a response. The hotness of their body was almost unbearable when the cooling fans finally kicked in. Without the need for air, they continued like this nearly for an hour, when the femme pulled away with dark blue cheeks.

"That means... you feel the same?" she flustered.

The mech pulled her back into a short kiss, then without letting her back, he gave little kisses to her cheeks and her forehead. After all of this, he looked deeply into her optics and nodded.

He loved her.

Darkwing purred, then with a fearful expression, jumped down from the mech's chassis onto the berth. Soundwave let his tendrils down from her body.

"Oh, Primus... What will Megatron think? Maybe he will feel like we threatening his position?"

Soundwave shook his head.

Their Lord had a short temper, but for his most loyal followers, he left a little bit of free will. Maybe if they talk with him, he will forgive them for this connection.

"And the others? The war? What we will do?"

The silent mech chuckled at the little femme's outburst. It really suited Darkwing, when her emotions took her over.

"TCCK... together"

"Are you sure?" The femme shivered. "If they learn what is between us, they can use it against us... I can't lose you one more time."

"TCCK... secret... not from... Megatron"

"Secret? Can we keep this in secret?"

Soundwave nodded and hugged the femme. He can't let anything to harm her.

Darkwing almost melted in his touch. She purred again, then in a raspy voice, she muttered.

"We should ask him, to let us continue together.

The mech tried to slip down from the berth, but Darkwing got his helm in her servos and pulled him back into a kiss.

"I didn't say now. You didn't pamper me enough." She said in a playful tone.

Soundwave doesn't needed more, he gestured to her to turn away from him. The sight of her back and her delicate wings made him crazy. The mech put one of his servos on her spine, where her wingbases were, and with the other, he hugged the femme under her chassis. Soundwave kissed the back of her neck, and bite the thin neck cables to make her shiver.

"S-Soundwave..." Darkwing panted from the stimulation, but still tilted her helm to give him better access.

But it wasn't enough. He wanted to make her purr again in pleasure like before, and he knew what he have to do, to achieve this. His tendrils grabbed her servos and squeezed them lightly. It made the femme moan, but the purring sound didn't left her voicebox. Soundwave stroked her wings one more time, then turned her helm to the side and kissed her. The femme's wings twitched from the feeling. When the kiss ended, they looked at each other with dreamy optics.

"My dearest Soundwave..." Darkwing leaned to the mech's chassis and finally purred.

He was satisfied with this and recorded the noise into his voice bank.

Soundwave tapped on the femme's shoulder.

"Hm?" Darkwing glanced at him.

"TCCK... ask... Megatron..."

"You're right. Let's go."

Soundwave grabbed his visor and smiled at Darkwing before he put the face protector back on.

They left the berthroom and walked down the empty corridors with a large space between them. They can't let the soldiers to see them in their affectionate state. Their pace was slow and calm, just like nothing happened.

The main deck's doors opened before them, and only their leader was inside, before the giant computers, like always. Their lord turned into their way.

"Soundwave, Darkwing... What's the problem? I knew like you're resting, Soundwave."

"My liege..." The femme bowed. "We need to talk with you between six optics."

"About what?"

"TCCK... Darkwing... Soundwave... intimate."

The mech's straightforward words made the femme blush.

"Yes... We wanted to ask you to... well..." The femme's words became gibberish.

"Just say it."

"We want to become mates, with your permission."

The giant mech lifted his eyebrows into a questioning expression.

"Mates?"

"Yes, my lord. We..." Darkwing got interrupted by the warlord.

"I give my permission if you can keep up with your work. You always were loyal to me, a little reward maybe secure this loyalty even more.

"We are grateful, your highness."

They both bowed to Megatron.

"You can leave now, Darkwing. Soundwave, stay for a minute."

"Yes, my lord." The femme bowed. "Soundwave... I wait for you outside."

Soundwave nodded while one of his tendrils came out of his armor and stroked the tips of her digits before the doors closed behind her.

Only the two mechs stayed in the room. Megatron glanced at the closed door, and in a commanding voice, he ordered his Third in Command.

"Soundwave, You have to give me every record that you will make about your little... affair. I want to keep everything under control.

Soundwave nodded.

"And keep her happy. Darkwing is a big strategical gain, we have to be sure that she will stay on our side. Give her everything that her Spark craves."

Soundwave doesn't had to think about what his leader said. He wanted to give everything to Darkwing before they even got into the main deck.