Author's Note: XD A little bit of fun with a slightly drunk Magnus XD

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"What one is that?" A blue and black finger was lifting skywards and gesturing to one of the stars that glimmered over their head, his blue optics dropped back down to gaze down at the warm helm that was resting comfortably against his chestplates, the slender body snuggled into his lap.

"Epsilon Beta."

"Do you know the names of all of them?" Magnus questioned softly, his head dipping slightly as he regarded his lover for a long moment, his fingertips sliding tenderly over the orange and grey helm.

"Most of them that we can see from here." Omega was snuggling back against the warm body curved about him, leaning into the warm arm that tightened slightly about his waist, his green optics dimming in contentment. How had he ever existed without this feeling? How had he ever lived without this security, this love? "I've watched them come and go from the heavens." What happened when Magnus would leave him? Would he continue on forever too?

"You are amazing."

Suddenly his cheekplates were burning at the compliment, his helm twisting slightly before it was pressing against Magnus's shoulder slightly, feeling that other arm settle about him, the feeling of its heavy weight was reassuring. "I'm not…"

"You are, Omega." He whispered lovingly, dropping a kiss against the warm helm, his optics flickering before he let out a happy little sigh, unable to believe himself just how wonderful this was. "I don't know how… how you could have lived so long… survived all that the world has thrown at you…"

"You know… I don't know either. But do you know one thing?"

"Mmh?" Mouth having found something to occupy himself, his glossa was sliding up across the tips of the other's antenna lightly, trailing across it slowly, sucking on the very tip of it gently.

"I don't know how I could function without you."


Big blue optics blinked in surprise at that, before continuing what he was doing drawing soft sounds from his lover, his hands caressing slowly across every inch of that smaller chassis, feeling the warmth emanating from inside. It felt wonderful to be allowed to do that, just enjoying the quiet moment together, before he smiled. This was home, this was peace… this was his future. "I hope to always be exactly what you need.

"Optimus?" Omega blinked sharply at the frame of Optimus Prime filled the doorway to Omega and Magnus's quarters, his head dipping slightly before looking a little sheepish. Prime really did look sheepish, his head turned slightly to glance out into the corridor beyond before turning back towards Omega.

"I require your assistance."

"My assistance…" The carrying Mech tipped his head to the side before he was getting up off the edge of the couch and setting the data pad back down onto the 'coffee' table. Omega had suggested Ultra Magnus spend some time with his friends while Omega relaxed in their quarters and got a little reading done. Magnus had wanted to stay with him, but Omega had insisted quickly that the other should try to interact with the others… Magnus had given him a slight disconcerted look. But he thought he would enjoy the experience once he actually tried.

"Magnus has…"

Instantly Omega was paying full attention to the Prime, if something had happened to Magnus he would slag whoever was responsible with Magnus's rather big gun. "What's wrong?"

"He's…"

''Mega… Meeeeeega.' Magnus's voice filled the other end of the comm link as his lover was apparently attempting to call him. However, the fact was the voice sounded decidedly… over-energised.

"You… you didn't!" Omega buried his face in one hand, shaking his head slightly and remembering the one time he had let Magnus near his high-grade and let the other have a cube… He had spent the rest of the night cuddled within the arms of his lover who had passed out like a light the moment his systems had started to process the high-grade. "Please… in Primus's name tell me you didn't…"

'Lovvvvvvvvve…'

"Who gave him the high-grade?"

"Springer…"

"I'll kill him. There is one thing in this universe you DO NOT give Ultra Magnus. He can't handle high-grade. I know that, you know that."

"Springer didn't know that…"

"Still!"

'Where are youuuuu?' It was a low plea. 'Miss you… missssssss youuuuu…'

"I better go get him before he does something particularly…"

An explosion rocked the base.

"SLAG!"


Big blue optics flickered at Omega, a big smile running from one side of the Mech's face to the other, he sat on the floor, long limbs stretched out and his black and blue armour was streaked with soot and slightly charred in other places, yet Magnus just kept on smiling. Wheeljack was sitting nearby, optics flickering slightly and just staring upwards as Ratchet and First Aid pulled him up by either arm and were helping him out of the half smoke filled Rec Room.

"Omega!" Magnus was adorable like that, bright optics sparkling and bright with energy and… A large hand curled around Omega's tugging him forwards and lifting his head enough to kiss the smaller Mech deeply and fiercely, glossa invading his mouth as large servos were sliding down over the warm orange and grey chassis and pressed against the sleek aft.

"Mags." He whispered softly before that hand was actually sliding down over his aft lightly, brushing intimately against it and giving it a squeeze, making Omega squeak and both Aid and Ratchet turned back to glance at him. "You know not to touch high-grade…" The smaller Mech knew he wouldn't be able to lift the big frame on his own, but he was at least attempting to, his hands curling around the large ones after removing them from his aft and tugging the other upwards, but Magnus stayed firmly on the floor, completely unmoveable.

"It was only a little bit…" The big Mech whined softly, his head tipping to the side and gazing squarely at Omega looking a little sheepish, before grinning again, unable to be anything but almost outrageously cheerful. "Liiiiiiiiiittle bit." Large fingers were gesturing attempting to show something small but his hands were motioning to indicate something large.

"Even a little bit is too much. We both know that." Sighing he somehow managed to get the rather large Mech onto his stabiliser servos and with a big arm thrown about his shoulders, before he was gently tugging Magnus along. "Back to our quarters…"

"Nooooo…" Ultra Magnus was whining, pausing right in the middle of the corridor his hands sliding all over the warm chassis before him, enjoying the heat and the throbbing of those brilliant Sparks within. His mouth was devouring Omega again, cutting off any protests the smaller Mech was attempting to make as those fingers were somehow getting beneath his armour and was tugging at it. Several pieces clattered to the floor, the big blue optics sparkling at him again.

"Magnus… not here."

"So beautiful."

"MagNUS!" His body arched when a hand invaded sensitive parts, pressing against his lower areas and was stroking slowly over intimate cabling, teasing ports and connections on the way down. Soon enough Omega was pressed against the corridor wall, the large bulk of Magnus pressed against him. He was being kissed out of his processes, that hot mouth driving every thought and feeling out of him, he could barely process anything with the other pressed hard and hot against him like that. "Not here…"

"Why not?" Came that deep rumbling voice right against his audio, hot lips curled about his antenna sucking on it hard, glossa rubbing up and down and clearly not about to stop what he was doing. "You like it."

"I don't." Trying to protest, he knew it wasn't working very well, the other was strong and was definitely not going to stop, because his body was giving him away completely. Magnus knew him too well, he craved any touch from his lover, any gentle contact, and his voice filled the corridor. Whimpering and moaning, he had already lost most of his armour which was somewhere on the floor around him, those hands were rubbing wiring until it was slick with cooling lubricants, before that mouth was sliding downwards. For someone that barely had any servo-optic coordination, Magnus was easily getting to his knee joints before Omega. "What… what are you…?"

"Enjoy."

And a hot mouth pressed against the wiring that was behind where his codpiece had been, lips, glossa and denta teasing sensor nodes, licking and sucking on every part of it. Omega couldn't resist and couldn't keep himself quiet. Soon enough he was almost shrieking with pleasure, his hands resting against broad shoulders, barely able to keep himself up as his hips arched into that warm mouth, his fuelpump racing within his chassis. This was impossible!

"No… Mags… not… here…" But any protest died…

Just as Omega was screaming his overload sharply, trembling and feeling his legs give out beneath him like that, the other still pinning him to the wall smirking up at him, lubricant smeared across his lips. "That's only the beginning."


*snickers* XD that was fun! XD Smirking MagnusXD hehe