A ping on his HUD notified him of his mate's return just before the bond between them was reopened to the degree they normally kept it at. It was just enough warning so that he would not react, which let him know that something required the attention of the warlord and not of the bondmate. That was just too bad as he had been hoping to persuade his mate into the berth when he arrived. He stood and moved out of their berth room and towards the command center, where he knew that the Communications Officer would be headed as soon as he made it through the base.
They met up at the entrance to the secure room and stepped inside quickly before the smaller of the two made sure the door was securely locked against anyone else. The information about to be passed would have to extremely sensitive with those lengths, but he was not going to push him to reveal all until he was ready. He was more likely to get better information and a happier mate if he chose to bide his time. That was something he had learned long before and had taken to spark as it had left them both upset for a while afterwards.
Before he spoke, or even opened his mask, Soundwave had pushed his way into his personal space and wrapped his arms around his neck, thin digits teasing just under the edge of his helm. His mask snapped back quickly and Megatron soon found his lips captured by the host, a kiss that he soon took control of. If he was as desperate as he appeared, he needed to be settled before he would report what he and the cassettes had found. The affection was settling for them both, but Megatron pulled back before they could get too carried away in hopes of having his mate tell him the information that had been found in case it was time sensitive.
With his helm laying on grey chest plating, just over the spark that was bonded to his, the Communications Officer and spy began relating what had been found.