Megatron was feeling weary. All the Decepticons were now safely in the base after yet another defeat. Once again, Megatron had to act like this defeat did not faze him.
« We'll get them next time » he told his troops before angrily sending them to rest and not to bother him under any circumstances for the time being.
Megatron slumped into the commander chair on the Nemesis' bridge. The war machine felt irritation towards himself after all the recent defeats and wondered when the Decepticons will finally win the war. He couldn't let any of his followers see him like this and he knew he had to keep the unwavering act up but Megatron wasn't an unfeeling machine contrary to many's opinions.
But the war can only end in one way: defeat of the Autobots. Megatron would never accept any compromises. He has promised this to the Decepticons after all and it is one of his few real promises. He promised freedom to all of them and he will be the one to give it to them, no matter the sacrifice needed. Still, after all this time of fighting, he longed for victory and celebration.
At that moment, his thought processes were interrupted by the sound of the bridge door opening. Megatron immediately regained his usual composure and let his irritation and annoyance at the disturbance show in his face before turning to see who dared disobeyed his orders. If this was Starscream coming to complain about something, he'd get beaten up so bad he will not be able to function for the next -
Megatron stopped; shocked to see it was Soundwave who disobeyed his order to leave him alone.
« Soundwave... YOU dare to disobey me? » Megatron said, more stumped than angry.
« Megatron, permission to step out of bound requested »
« You have already stepped out of bounds! » Megatron roared angrily while turning his back to Soundwave so his face wouldn't be visible « Explain your disobedience and do it fast! »
Soundwave was looking down, shy and seemingly unsure of himself. He started talking slowly, his metallic voice barely audible.
« Megatron, you seemed depressed. As your loyal follower I wanted to express my concerns »
Megatron felt a wave of dread. Did he let so much show in front of his troops? He cannot afford to show any weakness; he understands so well that the moment he does is the moment he loses everything.
And the last one he wants to show any weakness in front of is Soundwave. His blue third-in-command has always been loyal and devoted. Soundwave is the reason Megatron has been able to stay strong for so long and losing his respect and loyalty is something Megatron could not cope with. As if sensing the exact thoughts of Megatron, Soundwave kept talking
« Megatron, I... I... watch you... a lot... so I know and I understand. You don't have to hide anything with me. » Soundwave's voice was unusually full of care and concern
Megatron wasn't sure how to respond to this. His thought processes kept going back to the « I watch you a lot » and before he could reply anything he felt trembling arms encircling his chest and Soundwave's square chest plate pressed against his back.
Megatron started blushing furiously against his will and his spark flutter deep inside him. He felt understood and also flustered. Very flustered. His hands moved to cradle Soundwave's smaller ones and they stayed like this for a while, Megatron's earlier worries melting away.
« Thank you Soundwave. I don't know what I'd do without your support »
Soundwave simply tightened his grip in response. Megatron broke the embrace and turned around to look at Soundwave. Megatron's spark started beating wildly when his optics roamed Soundwave's equally flustered face. His thought processes were slow and foggy but he knew very well what he wanted to do. It was something he had considered many times before and was waiting for the perfect opportunity. And this opportunity was now.
« Remove your mouth guard Soundwave »
The blue robot obeyed nervously. Megatron smirked and traced Soundwave's now exposed lips with one finger, delighted at the moan he induced. He roughly grabbed his subordinate's tantalizing hips and pulled him closer while lifting his chin with his hands in one perfectly calculated and graceful motion. Empowered by Soundwave's complete submission, Megatron conquered the other's lips with his own.
Yes. This is exactly what he wanted, what he needed from Soundwave. Megatron had always acted gentler towards Soundwave and for a time he had thought it was because Soundwave was the perfect soldier, always ready to obey every command, never failing him. But that wasn't true. Megatron had never really looked at the spy master as just another soldier like the rest of his troop. He always held Soundwave as special and had figured out ages ago he was in love with the expressionless mech. And now he was finally claiming what was his and he felt wonderful.
