Author's note: This has been in my head for MONTHS, I just haven't been able to write it for some reason, probably because I was busy with Reassuring Words and its sequels, and Down by The Bay, I'm glad I'm finally getting to work on it and I hope that after you read you're glad I worked on it too.
Warning: MegatronXOptimus SLASH (I haven't written one of these in a while), AnimatedVerse, rated M for a reason, if you don't like slash click the little BACK button at the top of your screen, if you do like slash Proceed.
Disclaimer: If I owned Transformers (Animated or otherwise) it would not be considered a kids show.
Decadence
A gasp and a cry. Optimus moaned and snuggled deeper into his captor's chassis, letting the Decepticon finish with him. It was wrong. He knew it. It defied everything he'd ever been taught in the Autobots Academy.
But it felt good.
Optimus panted against Megatron, and shut of his optics never wanting this feeling to end. Slowly he started coming to his senses, feeling Megatron's hand run up and down his back in a gentle caress, quite unlike the hungry touches from only moments before. Optimus felt dizzy and strange. Opening his optics again he risked a glance at the Decepticon leader's face.
And found two red optics gazing back at him.
Optimus waited for him to say something, but the bigger mech only stayed silent, continuing to rub the young Autobot's back. Optimus decided perhaps he should be the first to speak.
"That was… Amazing…" he breathed offering an uneasy smile.
In return the corners of Megatron's lips twitched, only briefly, into a smile, before it faded again, "We shouldn't have done that…" he said quietly.
Optimus lowered his head sadly. He was too romantic, just because what started as an interrogation lead to sexual conduct in Megatron's private chambers he shouldn't have expected the Decepticon leader to suddenly be in love with him.
A black hand lifted his face back up interrupting his thoughts, "But I'm glad we did." Megatron finished with an almost kind look as he pulled Optimus' face closer to his kissed the younger mech deeply. Optimus whimpered with delight and accepted it fully.
Megatron chuckled though their lips then parted them and stretched out on his berth. Optimus crawled across his torso so that he was face to face with him again, smiling at the Decepticon. "Me too." he agreed.
Megatron laughed again. "Are all Autobots so romantic?" he asked.
Optimus shrugged, "I dunno, I never really thought of my self as romantic before. Maybe."
"How adorable." Megatron teased and wrapped his arms around the Autobot's waist.
Optimus giggled, "And what about you then?" he asked, "Are you always so…Intimate with your prisoners?"
Megatron shook his head. "No, only you. And I was only gentle because I could tell this was your first time."
Optimus' face got hot. Was it that obvious that he had been a virgin when Megatron brought him in here? Megatron laughed at his discomfort.
"It's easy to tell when you've had my experience." He told him kissing his cheek, "And just so you know, you weren't too bad for a first time. Best I've had in a while actually."
Optimus snorted and pulled away from him, "Yeah sure, and when was the last time you did this?" he asked now insecure about Megatron's openness.
"With an Autobot? Never. Another Decepticon…well, it's hard to find some who's interested that doesn't spook me with their eagerness." Megatron replied, Optimus had a vague impression that the last comment was directed at the large Decepticon Lugnut, "Honestly Optimus Prime I don't think I've ever been so satisfied with a partner."
Optimus got hot in the face again. "So why just take me like that?"
Megatron shrugged, "I'm as sure about how this happened as you are, and if I recall you were just as passionate as I was, albeit not as sure of what you were doing."
"Right." Optimus sighed and eased himself down against his captor's chassis again, feeling the heat of the spark within. Megatron was so warm…
The Decepticon leader was suddenly speaking again. "What?" Optimus asked, "Say again, I wasn't all here."
"I said, 'don't tell Starscream though', I'm getting enough trouble from him as it is without the idiot thinking I've gone soft."
Optimus smiled, "Alright, as long as you don't tell Sentinel, he's still mad at me for…" he paused, not wanting to talk about that day, "Never mind, just don't tell him or I'll never hear the end of it."
"Sentinel?" Megatron repeated sitting up almost causing Optimus to fall off him. "Sentinel Prime? Big blue guy? Loud, sort of obnoxious?" he asked.
"You know him?" Optimus asked confirming Megatron's presumption.
Megatron nodded, "I've seen him a few times. Tell me, what's the connection between him and BlackArachnia, do you know? She gets kind of…She's not herself when he's brought up, but she snaps at anyone who asks."
Optimus thought for a moment, "Actually, she is acting herself, and I mean herself. You know she used to be an Autobot, right?" he asked, Megatron nodded, "Her name was Elita One, she, Sentinel and I were teammates when we were still training. She and Sentinel were…Close…I bet anything she's just having conflicts about her decision to join the Decepticons."
"Ah…" Megatron got a thoughtful look and started rubbing his back again, Optimus thought he should say something else but before he could think of what to say Megatron continued. "If you were to… join us…would you have conflicts…?" he inquire.
Optimus was taken back. Was that a real question? Or an Offer? "I…" he muttered, "I don't know…I…" He looked away.
In his spark he knew no matter what happened with him and Megatron, whether this was a one-time only thing or not, he would never be able to turn his back on the Autobot cause, or any of his friends.
But why was the thought so tempting?
Again Megatron's massive hand brought their faces together. They looked into each others optics for a moment. "I want you to stay…"
Did Megatron say that or did Optimus?
The young Prime put his arms around Megatron's neck and kissed him. He wanted to stay with Megatron, and the arms hugging him close suggested Megatron wanted the same. But he was an Autobot, a young leader of theirs. Megatron was a Decepticon, the most powerful of their kind. Their different programming should never have allowed them to feel this way, and because of the typecasts in the society of both factions, such a relationship would not it to be accepted.
"Megatron…" Optimus moaned though parted lips, "…" what could he say…?
"Say it again…" the bigger mech replied as he rolled them over so that he was on top. "Say my name…"
Optimus complied. In return he heard his own name moaned. Megatron's glossa traced his lips, tasting it again. Almost hesitantly Optimus let his glossa meet Megatron's, this still being new to him, he was quite uneasy about his expertise. The contact was sweet and repulsive at the same time. Optimus noticed however, that it was different then the first time. Sweeter, now, less disgusting. He welcomed it.
Megatron started to trace his body with his mouth alone. Optimus gasped and tried to yank Megatron's head back up to his face. Megatron growled at him, and not metaphorically, an actual growl. In time… Megatron told him wordlessly with the sound as much as his shining optics; you'll get what you want after I have what I want.
And what he wanted was Optimus.
His fingers traced the Autobot's face, Optimus nibbled on them as they passed his mouth. Megatron moved his fingers away and kissed him full on the mouth. Optimus didn't make Megatron wait this time and was ready to duel him with his glossa. Inside they traced every crevasse, tooth, and inch of the other's mouth. Optimus' jaws opened wider, giving Megatron more room to explore.
They parted a moment, "You're doing better this time." Megatron stated.
Optimus smiled, "I'm not going to let you do all the work now that I have some idea of what to do…" His hand massaged Megatron's back, the Decepticon reacted to this in a most interesting way. His body began to rotate, moving salaciously from side to side. But what really got the young Prime's attention was the noise escaping from his vocals. Optimus reached up with his other hand to the others vocals and felt the vibrations to confirm that it wasn't his imagination.
Megatron was purring.
He remembered the growl from earlier and compared it to the purr he now heard. It was the same noise really, just gentler.
"Go back," Megatron rumbled his voice filled with shadowy pleasure, "Do that again…" Optimus moved his hand upward to the center of the larger mechs back, where he must have been sensitive, because the purring got louder. Optimus laughed quietly.
The great and feared Decepticon leader reminded him of a big cat from one of the nature shows Prowl was always watching, or trying to watch at least.
Optimus leaned upward and kissed Megatron's mouth. He felt the Decepticon's mouth curve into a grin. Megatron reached down with his hand to between the Autobot's legs. Optimus gasped as his fingers started to probe there. He hadn't done that last time. His optics flickered to Megatron's.
The other broke their kiss, smirking an answer to his partner's questioning look. "Since you're feeling confident, I'd like to take this a step further this time." He groused.
Optimus squirmed under him trying to reach the hand at his waist. Megatron only laughed at his struggle, but at last Optimus was able to clasp Megatron's hand and pull it away from there. He moaned loudly. Where the Decepticon's fingers had touched was a strange sensation, not quite pleasurable but not remotely painful either. It felt wonderful.
"Shall I continue?" Megatron asked lowering his head to Optimus' neck and devouring his throat, "Or do you want me to do that again?"
"Ah…A-again…!" Optimus moaned, "One more time…"
The fingers were there again, groping, caressing, and fiddling with the gapes between armor. "Will you let me finish this time?" his question answered with an excited moan.
Optimus could only gasp encouragement as Megatron continued to work. Black fingers fumbled around pushing plates of armor away to reach sensitive wires hidden beneath. He suddenly felt hotter and Optimus groaned embarrassingly loud when Megatron's mouth left his neck to where his hand had previously been, drinking from the Autobot's thighs.
"What…what are you…?" Optimus couldn't finish the question before he was overcome with a wave of pleasure. He trembled. Megatron moved back up to his face.
"Perhaps it's too soon for that…" he said simply. The Decepticon reached up to his neck and played with the wires there instead. Optimus countered by attacking Megatron's mouth with his own. The Decepticon welcomed the assault and returned the kiss with passion.
Energy started to build at their pelvises. When the energy became too much to contain, it exploded, passing from one of them to the other. The moan and groans increased, they gripped each other caressing and kissing. They held one other close, wave after wave sent pleasure shaking though them both.
"Optimus…" Megatron said pulling away, "I want to do this again. I want to keep you. Will you…" he didn't finish, he almost seemed afraid to ask.
"Will I what?" Optimus asked, kissing the corner of his mouth.
Megatron looked at him, his optic revealing more about his feeling then his actions. "Will you bond with me?"
Optimus was taken back. That was…a really bold thing to ask. In his optics Optimus could she Megatron was almost begging for this. The young Autobot couldn't break his sight away from them as he thought. How would being bonded change his life? Megatron's life? How would it change the war with the Decepticons?
Optimus shut off his optics in a deep search for an answer to Megatron's request. The answer came suddenly, before he realized it. His lips pushed against the Decepticon leaders in a sure 'yes'. It started out gentle as Optimus let his feelings overcame him. Passion and lust made it rougher and deeper.
Megatron pressed closer to him, his massive hands slid across the young Prime's chassis and pulled the armor protecting his spark out of the way. His own chassis rearranged itself revealing the shining blue-white orb within. Megatron looked Optimus in the optics again and thrust his lips down on his again.
At the same time he pressed their sparks together. The light blinded Optimus for a moment, but he didn't notice until his sight started to return. The only thing that his processor acknowledged was pain.
Completely new to this he wasn't quite prepared for it, he screamed loudly, but as the noise escaped him pain turned to pleasure, turning his scream halfway into a moan. Megatron's voice joined him in the chorus. For one blissful moment all time stopped.
A Decepticon and an Autobot gripped one another in an embrace that rivaled that of the night and day. Neither could exist without the other. It was a balance. A bond. Pleasure vanished, replaced with void.
Then Optimus felt something new. Anger, fear, power lust, pride, hunger. Megatron's emotions. Optimus felt them all, for a moment he fancied that he was seeing glimpses of Megatron's memories, he realized however the images flashing in his mind where from his own mind, trying to figure out what sort of things could have happened to the Decepticon leader to make him feel that way.
He heard a groan, soft, understanding. His emotions were flowing into Megatron too. Joy, loyalty, friendship, compassion, loss, comfort. Things it appeared he had never known. Like a far off buzz he heard his name being called, he shouted back, declaring love for the mech who called to him.
Megatron!
He blinked. As if waking up from a dream. It was over. When had they disconnected? Several more times he blinked. Optimus looked around him. He was on top of Megatron again, snuggled into the Decepticon's chassis. Once more he blinked. The edges of their armor glowed read with heat from their passion, and electricity sparked off their bodies, proving for sure that all Optimus had experienced was not just a dream.
Red optics flickered online, Megatron blinked lazily for a moment before he saw Optimus. He smiled, "Hey…" the Decepticon called softly, he sounded exhausted.
"Hey…" Optimus replied with a smile of his own, also realizing how tired he suddenly was.
"You… did good." Megatron whispered, his optics flickering off again as he fell into recharge, "I…love you…" he sighed. Sharing Optimus' feelings finally taught him what those words meant, but he was still a little reluctant to say them apparently. Before Optimus could properly respond, the clicks and whirls of recharge sounded.
Optimus crawled closer to Megatron's face and kissed his chin lightly. "I love you too Megatron." He said with out hesitation. He snuggled close and shut-off his optics for recharge.
But something kept him from drifting off as easily as Megatron had. The Emotions the Decepticon had shared with him. He still felt them…Probably because Megatron still felt them. That's what bonding meant wasn't it? To always know what your bonded feels?
It scared him. He was sure that Megatron had the will power to keep his feelings his own, but what if Optimus couldn't keep Megatron's emotions in check? What is they became his feelings? He curled into himself, slowly slipping into recharge. Plagued by a feeling of corruption. He wasn't a pure Autobot anymore; Megatron was part of him now.
And that meant from now on, part of him would always be a Decepticon too.
Author's end note: Boy. I think that was the hottest thing I've written since 'Ardor'. Mmmm… And considering its 7:14 in the morning as I'm writing this and I haven't slept since 8:40 am yesterday its pretty good. Please review with your questions or comments about anything in this fic, flames will be used to heat the house. Its frick'in cold in here!
Editor's note: Sheesh, it is cold, my fingers have gone numb… one little request… PLEASE review, flames are not wanted but constructive criticism is fine. And don't just review without reading, I've known people to do that and it really irks me, so prove that you read this note and the story by writing "golden rubber duckies" in your review somewhere. Or if you don't want to do that just put "I read the FUCKING note" at the end of your review.
