Rodimus x Ultra Magnus
I got bored and felt like writing some Rodimus x Magnus fluff. I shouldn't write at 3am… This story is an example, but Oh well! Please point out spelling or grammar errors if you see them, I'm not sure I got them all when I edited. I wrote this with the fact in mind that they had TFP designs. Rodimus is NOT a Prime. He's just called Rodimus instead of Hot Rod.
Cycle - 1 Day
This contains shipping/slash. Don't read if you don't like.
Transformers belongs to Hasbro, this wasn't written for profit purposes.
Rodimus sat on Ultra Magnus' desk, gently swinging his legs, and facing said bot. It had been so busy the past few months that the couple had only seen each other when the moon had shone on the land. The pair shared quarters but by the time they got into them they were exhausted and in no mood for anything more than recharge and a quick goodnight kiss.
Optimus had given the pair the cycle off after seeing just how stressed they were. Magnus was even more tense than usual, much to the medics' annoyance, and he had even snapped at Rodimus a few times. Rodimus hadn't been as cheerful, he was quieter and hadn't joked around.
Magnus' optics locked with Rodimus' and he released a low, rumbling growl, his engine revving. Rodimus' optics widened a bit, squeaking as Magnus picked him up and plopped him in his lap. Magnus wrapped an arm around the hot rod's waist, then gently tilted Rodimus' head up before capturing the red, orange and yellow bot's lips with his. Rodimus gave a small shiver at the feeling of Magnus' soft lips on his. They both shuttered their optics and pressed closer together, chest plates colliding with a soft clang.
Magnus flicked his glossa over Rodimus' lips silently demanding entrance. Rodimus obliged and moaned softly as Ultra Magnus pushed his glossa inside his mouth. Ultra Magnus' engine started to rumble, sending vibrations over his frame. Rodimus' engine followed but it was higher pitched than Magnus'.
Rodimus deepened the kiss and half-heartedly battled with Magnus for dominance. Magnus tilted his head so he could deepen the kiss more as well. He reached an arm behind Rodimus to the smaller bot's spoiler. He gently rubbed it causing Rodimus to melt into his embrace, giving up on the dominance battle. Magnus growled with approval and deepened the kiss more, his glossa exploring the cavern. Rodimus' spoiler twitched and the hot rod moaned again, the sound being absorbed by the heated kiss.
They broke the kiss panting, their frames heating. Their fans roared at the highest setting and their engines clocked over a gear in unison. Rodimus caught his breath then grabbed the collar of Magnus' armour, pulling him down into another deep kiss. It was now Magnus' turn to moan. Rodimus pushed his glossa inside Magnus' mouth as the truck moaned.
The pair pressed closer together, Magnus forgetting about stroking Rodimus' and instead just having his hand rest there. Magnus let Rodimus take control of the kiss, enjoying the display of dominance from the small bot. Rodimus revved his engine and reached a hand up to Magnus' finals, gently stroking them. A full body shudder ran through Magnus and the blue bot groaned.
The pair broke apart panting again, but didn't stay that way long. Magnus pulled Rodimus into another passionate, heated and deep kiss, immediately taking control of it. Rodimus shuddered and stopped stroking Magnus' finals, instead bracing his hand on Magnus' chest. Magnus pulled Rodimus closer, tilting his head to make the kiss even more passionate, heated and deep. Their engines revved in unison before clocking over another gear. The room filled with the sound of roaring engines and cooling fans.
First Aid walked down the hallway towards Magnus' office, around a dozen datapads in his arms, all of them relating to the battle only two cycles ago. The young medic's visor flashed as he almost dropped the datapads. The small white and red bot quickly straightened them up and continued towards Magnus' office. Aid pressed the button to open the office door as he reached it, surprised when he found it wasn't locked, the door sliding open.
First Aid squealed with surprise and dropped the datapads he was carrying when he saw the scene before him, the young medic's face flushing bright blue. Ultra Magnus and Rodimus quickly broke the passionate kiss. From the haste Rodimus fell off Magnus' lap after pushing away too swiftly. The hot rod squeaked as he fell on the floor with a clang. Magnus and Rodimus both flushed bright blue.
First Aid quickly spun around and dashed out of the office, the door closing behind him. The poor young medic's face was flushed bright blue and he wrapped his arms around his body as he ran off towards the med bay, the bot's he passed giving him looks of confusion. Aid dashed inside of the med bay without looking causing him to crash into Ratchet. Ratchet yelped and quickly grabbed onto Aid so he didn't fall over. Aid didn't look up at his mentor but just buried his face in the older medic's shoulder, trying to hide from his horrible embarrassment.
Ratchet chuckled and wrapped an arm around the smaller bot's shoulders. "Rodimus was in there with Magnus right?" Aid nodded into Ratchet's shoulder "Was pretty heated in there?" another nod "You dropped all the datapads and dashed back out again?" Aid whined softly with embarrassment.
Ratchet chuckled again and gently squeezed Aid before releasing him "You'll be alright."
"I thought the door was locked." Rodimus said as he got off the floor.
"So did I." Magnus rumbled, still terribly embarrassed.
Rodimus giggled as he looked at Magnus "You're very adorable when embarrassed."
He leaned up on the tips of his peds, grasping Magnus' arm for support and gently kissed the blue bot's cheek. He giggled again when Magnus blushed further.