YH: Well, we've gotten into Transformers now. /evil grin/ Now our TF muses have to be worried.

Lady: You mean the other's aren't?

YH: Well, I mean, they have to be worried, too. Our other muses have ALWAYS been worried. But, hey, almost all of the characters here will be cuddled/get laid in some way, shape or form, true?

Blurr: Yay!SEX!

Optimus/sighs and shakes head/

Megatron: Does he think about anything else?

YH: No.

Lady: Not really. Which is why Wheeljack is here to distract him. I'd shoot him otherwise...

Prowl: Your behavior is illogical. All of you.

Jazz: It's not all bad. /gropes Prowl/

Prowl/yelps slightly. clears throat Jazz/...not here.

Jazz:/purrs/ And why not/molests/

Prowl: Because I prefer for it to be private. You know that.

Jazz: Aw...where's the fun in that?

Starscream: Fool!! I rule all!!

YH: Anyway...Who gets to do the disclaimer?

Blurr: Ido! Ido! Ido!

YH: Then do the freaking disclaimer already.

Blurr: Okay. LadyDateandYamihikaridonotownTransformers. TransformersisownbyHasbroandTakara. Therewasnomoneybeingmadeoffthis, itisaworkoffiction. Thischaptercontainsspex(sparksex)betweenOptimusprimeandMegatron. Enjoy.

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Megatron stood on amongst the ruin of wherever the slag they were, eying his opponent critically.

Optimus refused to take his optics off Megatron; he was worried about his comrades, but knew that he couldn't look away unless he wanted to leave himself open to attack. He watched Megatron carefully, waiting for the other to make a move.

The evil overlord smirked, slowly advancing on Prime. He knew just what he wanted to do to him. He'd waited eons for this moment and he was not about to let this opportunity pass him by...

Optimus took a step back, refusing to let the other come too close to him. He never liked it when his opponent gave him that look.

He wasn't about to turn and run, but he wasn't going to let Megatron walk right up to him."What's the matter Prime?" He crunched his foot down almost crushing the Mountain Dew machine.

"What do you want, Megatron?" Optimus demanded. He glanced at their surroundings, looking for some way to use it to his advantage.

"What do I want? WHAT DO I WANT?!" The Decepticon leader growled violently, continued his advance on Prime until he was right on top of the other.

The Autobot leader moved back again, keeping an arm's length between them; he didn't know why the question seemed to anger the other so much, but it had him worried now.

"What I want Prime...is to apologize."Optimus stared, confused. Megatron apologizing? Something was wrong. He opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't think of anything to say. "I have been unnecessarily cruel to you." The Decepticon leader sank down to one knee. "Will you forgive me?"

Optimus tried to speak again. This hadn't been what he was expecting, that was for sure. "Forgive...you?" he asked, looking like he didn't know where he was or what was going on."I know I have done some horrible things to you and your mechs in the past, and I want to make for them." In the background 'Cons and 'Bots looked at the exchange with wide optics. They were all wondering the same thing: What the slag was going on?

Optimus wondered what the slag was going on. Even on Cybertron, before the war, Megatron had never apologized to him like this. He gave a slight nod, still not completely sure. He could see, out of the corner of his optics the shocked looks on everyone's faces, and knew that his was no different.

Megatron remained on his knees, arms at his side in a non-threatening posture. "Do you remember why this whole thing started?"

Optimus could feel his cheeks heat up. "Perhaps we should speak of this in private?" he suggested, looking completely embarrassed.

"Why?"

"Because I'd rather speak about it in private." Optimus gave Megatron a pleading look, not wanting to make an aft out of himself in public.

Megatron slowly rose to his feet to tower over Optimus. "Don't your men deserve the right to know why they are fighting?"

"It's not like I'm the one who started this whole thing!" Optimus, even though shorter than Megatron, managed to make himself rather imposing as he stood there. "It was your fault to begin with." He folded his arms over his chassis, giving Megatron a half-hearted glare.

"My fault?! You were the one being unreasonable!"

"Me? It was a simple request, but you went and blew it out of proportion!"

"I told when we started that that was something I did! You're the only the got snippy about it."Optimus turned away from Megatron. He didn't know what to say to that. Okay, so he'd gotten mad, but Megatron didn't need to take it and make a war out of it.

Megatron groaned. This was not how he wanted this conversation to go. He came up behind Prime, hugging him from behind. It went against his nature show affection in public, but this was a special case.

Optimus tensed slightly, knowing that everyone was probably in shock at this point. He sighed, leaning back against Megatron, knowing how much it took for the Decepticon to do this in public. "So how should we tell them?" he asked in a whisper.

"Hm...Normally I'd just make them guess or ask."

"That might make things worse. I'm betting they've already figured something out..."

"Hm... you have a point there."

"So...what do we do?" Optimus looked over his shoulder at Megatron.

"Most of my men already know."

"I think...some of mine figured it out, but I don't know for sure."

"We could just tell them later..." The leader's claws teased the gaps in his Autobot counter-part's armour.

Optimus shuddered slightly, a soft moan escaping his lips. He nodded, knowing that he probably couldn't form a coherent thought if he wanted to now.

Megatron smirked making a show of his large pointy teeth. He nudged Prime forward, steering him towards a more...private area.

Optimus turned around in Megatron's arms, wrapping his own arms around the other, letting himself be moved to somewhere private. The creepy smile never left Megatron face, even as he pushed Prime against the side of a building. He scratched lightly at the mask preventing him from his goal.Optimus retracted the mask immediately, not even thinking about what he was doing.Megatron attacked his bonded's lip with vigor. Primus he missed this, missed him. "Did you miss me Orion?"

Optimus kissed back with just as much vigor. It took him a minute to process the question, but he nodded. "I missed you so much," he whispered.

"Hm...I missed you as well bonded." He snaked his claws under Optimus' armour tweaking and pulling the sensitive wires that he knew would make the other mech overload.

Optimus moaned, arching against his bondmate, trying to do the same for the other, but the feelings were overwhelming, and he had a hard time doing anything.

Megatron's smirk melted into smile. He loved seeing his mate like this. Seeing the great Optimus Prime reduced to a mass of mewling machinery. He pulled a particularly sensative wire in Primes chassis.

And Optimus did mewl at that, back arching. He didn't even seem to notice everyone else staring at them; even if he had noticed, he wouldn't have cared. The attention was just so good. It had been so long since this last happened, and he knew he wouldn't last too much longer at this rate.

Megatron's mouth descended on Prime's again this time slipping his glossa into the open mouth. He knew good and well that their men were watching and he could care less. He had his bond mate in his grasp after several millennia of separation. He didn't care if Primus himself were watching.

Optimus moaned into the kiss, and made sure his lover had full access to his mouth. He let his glossa play with Megatron's deepening the kiss as much as he could. He had been wanting this for so long, and didn't care how much he would have to explain to his men later.

Megatron growled, tapping lightly at the armour around his spark casing.

Optimus opened his spark chamber, shivering at the cold that invaded, tightening his grip on Megatron.

Megatron opened his own spark casing exposing his spark to it's other half for the first time in ages.

Optimus didn't wait for Megatron to make a move; he closed the distance, connecting their spark chambers, connecting their sparks. He cried out at the sensation, having forgotten what it felt like.

Megatron hissed as energy coursed though him. It had been too long since they had done this, since they connected like this. He felt his body surge forward, the energy building to an almost unbearable level.

Optimus moaned, loudly, capturing his mate's lips again. He ignored the warnings of imminent overload and continued.

Warning signs and error message flashed in front of Megatron, but he didn't see them, his entire being was focused on the mech in front of him. He growled, pulling at wires within his grasp.

Optimus cried out, succumbing to his overload, fingers unintentionally digging into his lover's shoulders.

Megatron was pulled into overload right along his mate, his body spasming and jerking compulsively.

When the overload has passed, Optimus practically collapsed in Megatron's arms, ready to fall into recharge right then and there.

The Decepticon leader growled and clawed at the building with one hand supporting them both his strained legs. To his side, his sensors picked up the movement of both factions seconds in command. Careful not to wake his beloved, he disentangled himself from the other and stood to his full height. "Well, what in the pit are you standing here for?! MOVE!"

Optimus just lie there, completely in recharge at that point, content to be asleep by his mate. The yelling startled him awake, though, and he watched his mate sleepily, as well as the other Autobots and Decepticons.

Megatron watched in sick delight at the other bots scattered. Once they were gone he turned his attention to his bonded. He kissed the other's helm tenderly. "Rest. I've got things covered."

"Are you sure?" Optimus mumbled, already almost back in recharge.

"Positive."

Optimus nodded, letting himself fall back into recharge comfortably, smiling.

Megatron lie down onto the ground carefully. This didn't turn out exactly like he has planned, but hey he could live with it. Once he sure Prime safe and sound he make his way out to address the troops. He wondered idly if they'd accept the fact that the war started because he wouldn't let Optimus be on top. Oh well, sucks for them if they don't. But that also meant his next task was convincing Optimus to let him take over the universe.