War as Old as Time Itself
Summary:Three months after The Battle For Earth,a mysterious mech abducts Optimus Prime from Cybertron and so his friends find themselves needing help to find him. A strange group departs their planet for the journey, while Optimus slowly mends gaps between his own people and the gaps with their greatest enemy.
A/N: Hi! So, as you have noticed, that last chapter was a lot longer. All the new chapters will be longer as well as we are closing to the end and more action will be taking place. The end of Optimus's journey is near, the couples will slowly start hooking up, more fights with the squids and finally some OPxMegs sweet moments, nothing too much, since they're just starting out, but there might be a lemon later, still haven't decided on that. Next chapter, I'm going to be a bit mean to Optimus since someone close to him will die, but I won't give any more teasers than that.(If anyone guesses, please don't reveal the secret who it is, please?*puppy-dog eyes*) It will be even longer than this one, and this is the longest thus far!
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this new chapter and would like to thank all my loyal readers and reviewers! You're all wonderful!
That's it for now!
Previously...
The Prime made haste to the storage bay where he kept the stored energies. He had yet to tell the others that he had the Allspark energy stored here as well. He took one of the containers of the Omega Lock energy and two of the Allspark energy containers and set a fast pace towards the elevator that the merge between Omega Sentinels creates. ''Alpha, Omega, would you mind letting me directly into Steelhaven?''
''Of course, Optimus.'' Alpha replied immediately and sent him down to Omega.
''It is no problem.'' The other Supreme answered and sent him to the blue and silver ship.
Optimus had to contain his excitement as he made his way down oh so similar but different hallways.
Now...
It didn't take him long to adjust to the slight differences and he was soon in front of the sparkchamber of Sigma Supreme.
When he somehow managed to open the chamber, he felt the emptiness of it and had to bite back an anguished cry that wanted to escape from his lips. It looked so cold without the beating spark of this sentient being and Optimus thought he understood why Ultra Magnus no longer showed emotions. A big fragment of his spark must have been taken into the Well when Sigma offlined.
Well, it was time to give it back.
Optimus made quick work of finding the best place to insert the energies into and he first gave the one dose of the Omega Lock energy, just to make sure there were no damages that might be undetectable without the ship being sentient and alive to report it. As the ship began to glow from receiving the healing energy, the young Prime prepared the other two containers. One was enough for a normal mech or femme, so he had to hope that two would be good enough for an Omega Sentinel. He knew they had only limited amounts of both energies but that wasn't going to stop him from using them to save lives when he was given the chance.
When the glow faded, Optimus settled the first container to be injected directly into the spark while the other was set to inject into the circuitry. Thankfully, both ports were close enough that Optimus could activate them at the same time, although he knew it wasn't exactly necessary. He had thought that the Allspark energy would work similarly to the Omega Lock energy or to how Sari's key used to work, but the Allspark had always been unpredictable. It spread and spread and spread until it engulfed all three ships and all the Bots and Cons and Quintesson and Minicon aboard them and restored all damages to a perfect state. Processors, sparks, frames, everything was fixed as if Primus himself had washed away all their pains and sadnesses.
When Optimus could finally look, as the light had been blinding, there was a big spark in front of him, beating steadily and in a similar manner to Alpha Supreme's own spark that Optimus could feel due to his mentor bond to the shipformer. For a few seconds, old systems long ago offlined were being rebooted and checked an double checked before a deep voice spoke.
''W-Where am I? Who are you? Where is Ultra Magnus?!''
The ship was beginning to panic so Optimus gently stroked over the counsel by his spark chamber.
''You are pretty deep in Quintesson space. Ultra Magnus is on Alpha Supreme, to whom you are connected through your Omega Sentinel merge, along with Omega Supreme. And I am Optimus Prime, the captain of Alpha Supreme and the crew aboard him.''
''Ultra is safe?''
Optimus smiled at a camera that was studying him. ''Yes. Now, if you want, you can let me get to your bridge so we can send a hail to my ship. They'll answer and you can talk to him. Since he missed you very much, he'll rush down here in a second to talk to you.''
A pause before he got his answer.
''I would... like that. Thank you, Optimus Prime, for bringing me back.''
Optimus grinned as doors opened for him as he walked to the bridge.
''You're very welcome, Sigma Supreme.''
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Unsurprisingly, the others indeed didn't notice Optimus leaving until they received the hail. Even Megatron and Alpha Trion, since they were both engaged in arguing with Ultra Magnus and Sentinel Prime, respectively, although it had gotten mixed up about the time Optimus left. And even his trine didn't notice, since Slipstream was busy either defending Artemis or snapping at Sentinel and Starscream (only occasionally, since her creator's haze of anger had finally lifted somewhat and he now just wanted to go home to Cybertron). Optimus's team from Earth, Sari, who had flown into the middle of the table to exchange insults and snappy comments with Hot Shot at the beginning of the argument, and the Axalon's crew were arguing with the rest of the Elite Guard there, snapping even at the Magnus from time to time, but mostly Ratchet did this. Cyclonus and Hot Rod remained quiet for the most part but the purple Decepticon did jump to his Lord's aid when needed.
So, when the hail came, Blurr rushed to the counsel in the room and was surprised to see that it was a frequency that had recently called them and that meant...
''Captain, we're receiving a hail from the Steelhaven. It would seem that they have lied to us, after all.''
''How dare they!'' Slipstream screamed and powered up her null rays, which caused everyone else to do the same. Her brothers came to stand beside her but she actually growled at them, her optics showing how hurt she was at the thought of them deceiving her. Alpha Trion looked confusedly over to Artemis and the Quintesson quickly stood up and went in front of the old mech, acting as a living shield.
''I thought you said this was everyone.'' The Quintesson spat coldly, glaring at everyone, especially Megatron, as they had all just so recently found out their captain was in love with this mech and it would hurt him if he found out he was just deceiving him.
''As far as I know, this is everyone!'' The warlord had indeed seen the accusing look was directed at him and he answered immediately, not wanting to lose favor from Optimus's friends, as that would make courting the young Prime even harder.
''And it is, unless someone snuck on our ship on one of the planets we stopped at.'' Ultra Magnus snapped, glaring at the femme seeker, who only sneered at him.
''Why don't you answer the hail and we see what the situation is?'' Shockwave suggested, only to get a weird look from the Intelligence Agent.
''I can't do that without the captain's permission.'' Blurr answered from his place before finally, finally, looking in the direction of the captain's chair at the head of the long, oval table. ''Captain? Captain?!''
Hearing the panic in Blurr's voice, everyone stopped focusing on each other and the weapons they all held and looked at where Optimus was supposed to be, only to gasp in stunned, stupefied shock when they saw there was no one there. Sari actually fell to the table in despair as what she had feared, happened. As soon as she had lost contact with the Autobot leader, he disappeared. Alpha Trion almost choked on his vocalizer and Artemis had to hold him up while Strika made to move towards him. Megatron just stared at the empty space, not knowing what to think. Jetfire and Jetstorm slumped against each other from where they were yelling at Brawn and Blackarachnia actually contemplated trying to open the old bond with her Amica Endura. Roller beeped in distress. Sentinel and Ultra were just quiet as Cyclonus took Hot Rod's hand in his own discreetly, offering comfort. Ratchet cursed at himself for letting the kid to get out of his optic sight while the youngsters all slumped in defeat. The rest didn't know how to react, but they were unsettled by the sudden disappearance of such a skilled fighter.
Seeing as no one was saying anything, Slipstream looked at Blurr with anguished optics. ''Answer the hail. Maybe whoever it is knows something about the disappearance of our captain.''
Feeling empty inside, despite Shockwave placing a servo on his shoulder, Blurr hesitantly answered the hail.
What greeted their optics sent both relief and anger through their sparks. There Optimus was, sitting casually in the captain's chair aboard the Steelhaven, reading a datapad with a few energon candies in his other hand as he waited for his hail to be answered. There were two strange containers peaking out from behind the big chair. The young Prime was sprawled over both armrests, his long, shapely blue and silver legs dangling from one while he was partially leaning on the other. He looked no worse for wear than he had the last time anyone had looked at him before the arguments had started, although he seemed a bit sleepy and tired...
''OPTIMUS!''
Said Prime looked up from his datapad and smiled, before rolling his optics. ''Took you long enough to answer.''
''You little fragger! We thought you disappeared again!''
''Now now, Ratchet. That's no language to use with two younglings, quite a few mechlings and three, no all in all eight sparklings listening in.'' The red and blue captain of the Axalon chided teasingly. There was an amused and victorious twinkle in his optics and only a few recognized it. Those who did grew curious, and although the Decepticons don't know this bot all that well, they could tell he was immensely satisfied with himself.
Just what had Optimus Prime been up to while they were fighting?!
''And just what are you doing there, old buddy?'' Sentinel hissed.
Said Autobot tsked at the other Prime. ''Come now, Sentinel. You were all acting like sparklings so I had to do something to draw your attention away from all the arguing and I had suddenly gotten the perfect idea!''
''You mean abducting another Omega Sentinel ship?'' Hot Shot growled at him and Optimus rolled his optics again.
''If I wanted another ship, I would have taken Omega Supreme, don't you think? He is alive and well, so he would be the obvious choice. Not to mention he trusts me, so that would have been a bonus, too.'' Optimus straightened up from his sprawled position, drawing everyone's optics to his legs and making Megatron growl at everyone staring at his intended. ''No, like I said, I wanted to draw your attention and it occurred to me that I could do it while also doing a good deed and making someone immensely happy.''
''By hijacking my precious ship?'' Ultra Magnus asked, voice and posture tense as he watched what had once been a very promising soldier now a leader in his own right, not taking anyone's slag and doing as he pleases because he believes it is right. He had obviously grown arrogant...
Optimus sighed and rolled his optics again. ''Do you want to know what I did or not?''
''I would like to know what you did that almost caused me to get a spark-attack.'' Alpha Trion commented, standing between Artemis, who was equally worried and pissed, and Strika, who found the little Autobot very amusing and quite worthy of her Lord so far. He would surely keep the warlord busy and interested and who knows? With how he had ebeen acting, he just might have what it takes to unite their people once again. One would call him a fool for believing that was at all possible and Strika an even greater fool for believing in him, but she was the one seeing Decepticons and Autobots on a single vessel and not killing each other.
Optimus smiled sheepishly at his somewhat mentor. ''I made a new friend, is all.''
''So there is someone else there?!'' Slipstream said and powered up her null rays again, almost getting everyone back into the same situation had Optimus not told her to stand down. Not willing to disobey her trine leader over these morons, she did but continued glaring at them.
''Well, there always was another person here, it's just that no one could reach them.''
''You mean someone was trapped there?'' Hot Rod asked, speaking up for the first time since he shook hands with his Academy idol.
''In a manner of speaking.'' The other Prime said mysteriously, still wearing that sheepish smile and having that look in his beautiful optics. ''Would you all like to speak with him? He sure is eager to meet all of you!''
Seeing the container behind their leader, the Jettwins whispered somehting over the commlink that had the rest of the crew from Alpha Supreme sharing looks of shock and disbelief. After Roller confirmed that it was indeed those containers, Slipstream broke out laughing while Alpha Trion demanded from Artemis to tell him what was going on. Artemis just pointed to the containers and recognizing their design as well, the old Archivist sighed in fond exasperation. Trust Optimus to do something like this!
''You didn't? You did, didn't you!'' Slipstream started laughing all over again and Blurr shook his head. Typical Optimus Prime. Well, it was one of the reasons he had decided to become a part of his crew in the first place. When Shockwave looked at him quizzically, the Agent just smiled at him, causing the single red optic to extend in surprise at the sweet expression.
''Let's hear from this new friend of yours, Optimus. Who is he? Another lowly repair bot? Or maybe another criminal?!'' The blue Prime snapped, getting impatient. Blackarachnia rolled her optics and wondered why she was trying to have another chance with the douche.
''Well ,why don't you decide for yourself?'' Optimus grinned and looked above him. ''Come on, don't be shy!'' His expression turned gentle like when he was talking to Alpha, as his crew knew, or with Omega, like his old team knows he does. What the frag?
A moment of hesitant silence then a deep voice similar, but different from both Alpha's and Omega's voices answered shyly. ''Hello.''
Ratchet, Perceptor and Wheeljack reeled back from surprise and all three fell right on their afts, to stunned to even register it. Slipstream smiled as Alpha answered back to his new companion as well, soon enough followed by Omega's equally rumbling voice. Megatron didn't know weather he should be impressed or scared by what the little Prime could do.
Ultra Magnus, though, rushed forward towards the counsel and Shockwave had to pull away a surprised Blurr before the big blue and white bot barreled over him. ''Sigma Supreme?''
This time, there was no hesitation and Optimus's face on the screen became even more gentle and fond. ''Ultra Magnus? Is that you?'' The hope and affection in that deep voice was unmistakable and the Prime just sat back and watched his work getting its reward.
''By Primus... How? Why? Why, Optimus Prime?'' The Magnus looked at the bot before him. Why did he do it? He didn't have to. Why did he give him back one of the two people he would need to feel happy, content and complete? Why, when Ultra had never done anything for him? Even giving him command over the Orion and these repair bots was supposed to be a mockery of what he could have been? Of what he should have become! Of what he has always been meant to be. Was he really that selfless? Even after all the slag both he and Sentinel had been putting him through for the past thousand stellar cycles?
And what did Ultra do exactly to deserve this kindness from a mech that had every right to give him none?
''Didn't I make it clear a few hours ago that I only want a world were everyone has a chance? Don't you think that that should also involve the Omega Sentinels?''
Ultra stared long and hard at the young bot and finally he thought he saw what Alpha Trion had always been going on about in this one bot, This was no Autobot Academy cadet that had taken the fall for Sentinel's stubbornness. And this was definitely no traitor. No, this was a possible uniter of a species that has been divided for millions of years...
''Thank you, Optimus Prime.'' There was a different feeling to that title now, even if he said it the same way he had always said it. It felt inadequate for this mech, but he can't do anything about it now. Later, he would deal it it properly later. For now... ''Would you please return so we can discuss how we can help you complete your quest as soon as we can so we can all go back and fight off the Quintressons together?''
The smile on those pale blue faceplates was so bright and happy that Ultra Magnus couldn't even pay attention to the shocked sputtering going on behind him.
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''So we actually only have one more day of flight to this place?'' Strika asked as she leaned over the star maps the little Prime got from Primal Major. They really were some of the best she had seen, quite detailed and with a lot of information that actually makes the trip shorter and safer. Color her impressed, it was the best map she had seen and an Autobot Major had made it with his own servos.
''According to these maps, that is correct. Unless we run into any kind of trouble, I'm guessing that we will be able to get back to Cybertron by recharge cycle the next day. However, this is an steroid field known for changing shape and course at all times.'' The red and blue Prime expertly pointed out their destination and the above mentioned possible problem. ''We can't go there, not with these big ships. I have finished Primal Major's captain's log an hour ago and he said that he had gone there with the help of one of the nearby locals with flight engines to reach the center. And even then ,there were only the two of them and it had been hard enough. And only Primal made it to the center. I suggest that someone comes with me as backup but stays away from the center itself.''
''Meaning either a Decepticon or one of the Jettwins.'' Ultra Magnus conceeded, sitting in one of the chairs that was brought into Optimus's cabin so they could devise a plan. It was Optimus, Alpha Trion, Strika, Megatron, Ultra Magnus, Shockwave, Perceptor, Starscream and Yoketron, all representing various parts of their now united crews, who were all a bit anxious with the new development. Artemis and Slipstream had decided to stay with the others and try to calm them down and settle everyone for the new alliance, which was going to be a hard enough job as is. Sentinel was baned from entering and Roller had decided to serve everyone some high grade so they could relax a little.
''Absolutely not. Those flying twins are the first Decepticon sparklings in four million years and I will not allow them anywhere near such a dangerous place!'' It was Megatron who protested and after saying it like that, it was actually quite obvious why they shouldn't go. Not to mention that Optimus wouldn't have allowed to them to go either way.
''I agree. They might be good fighters but they are nowhere near experienced enough for something of this magnitude. Besides, I might need someone bigger and with more firepower. The minerals of those rocks are hard and very much stable, so I need Decepticon weaponry to blow them to smithereens.''
''And just why do you need to go?'' Starscream asked, inspecting the map but also looking at the young Autobot leader from the corner of his optics. ''You're not an experienced flier either. A few seekers could finish this in a matter of breems.''
''Because Primal Major picked Optimus for a reason. He must have found a way to at least partially decode the text in Optimus's file and found out that it is probably only Optimus Prime who could complete this mission.'' Alpha Trion explained from where he sat at Optimus's desk, reading over the Major's notes and log. That fragger had most definitely read the young Prime's files, alright. If this was going how the old mech was hoping it was going, Quintessa will soon be running back to her home world with all of her tentacles between her legs in shame and would never dare come even near Cybertronian space again.
''And just what might that be?'' Yoketron asked. He had been quiet for most of the journey, preferring to spend time with his students and observing how and why they had changed. Now, however, he was here to represent them so he had to speak up. He had always been a mech of few words and those were most of the time cryptic, but this red, gray and purple old mech spoke more than him but was ten times more cryptic. Maybe he should be taking notes?
''That is none of your business.'' The Archivist answered without even looking up from his reading. ''Maybe Optimus himself will tell you one day, but for now we have more things to worry about.''
''I agree.'' Perceptor droned. And although he was still mostly emotionless in appearances, he had started showing his emotions a lot more as of late. Must be all the craziness getting to him. ''Who would you think best for this mission, Optimus Prime?''
Said mech buried his face in his servos and sighed deeply. He was really tired now. ''Anybot who's willing to go and has at least a bit experience flying in meteor fields.''
''They also need to be maneuverable, so that means I and Lugnut fall out.'' Strika commented, not happy that she was lacking in anything.
''Me and Lockdown are grounders, despite being warframes, so we can't, either.'' Shockwave said as he crossed his servos and studied the big map.
''Me and my clones are more than capable-''
''I'll go.'' All helm snapped in Megatron's direction when he interrupted Starscream. ''While you and your clones are expert flier, we don't know if your null rays will be enough to break those asteroids. They might be stronger than you can handle.''
''Right. And the whole universe knows that your Fusion Cannon is the strongest individual firing weapon.'' Ultran Magnus concluded with a nod.
''Second strongest.'' Both Optimus and Alpha Trion mumbled under their intakes and although the others heard them, they didn't quite catch what they had said.
''But can he trust you?'' Yoketron asked again, remembering what Prowl had told him about the one time the young Prime and the Decepticon warlord had combined forces to defeat Starscream and his fleet of clones back on Earth. ''Or will he just become a living shield again?''
Megatron winced and Optimus turned away, not wanting to look into those red optics that held no care for him while his sparks longed for the larger mech.
''We can solve this in the morning. Now, lets refuel and go recharge.'' With that, the red and blue bot left the room to get his ration and spend a little time with his team and his crew.
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In the middle of the recharge cycle, after waking up from a hazy dream about the Primes, Optimus was surprised to hear a knock on his door. He hadn't thought that the others would want to snuggle up with him tonight. Slipstream was with her brothers and Blurr, he was sure, was talking with Shockwave, starting their relationship anew. The Jettwins were just playing with his teammates, if they were still awake, and everyone else had heard that he will be recharging on a decision so he doubted it was any of them.
Maybe Alpha Trion or Artemis?
By habit by now, he bid whoever was in, returning to studying the notes about the meteor field he will be flying into sometime tomorrow. When he heard the door open and heavy pedesteps, Optimus looked up and was surprised to see the Decepticon Lord himself, looking nervous in front of a small Autobot like a guilty newspark. He hesitated at the middle of the room before coming closer to Optimus's desk and just standing there. Without really thinking about it, the Prime gestured for the bigger mech to sit down and Megatron did so, despite it being quite uncomfortable as the seat was far too small. Seeing this, Optimus put down the datapad and walked over to the Decepticon, taking hold of his silver forearm and dragging him over to the berth and seating him there before sitting across him cross-legged.
''What can I do for you, Megatron? And mind telling me why this couldn't wait till morning?'' The Prime crossed his servos over his chassis at this and Megatron looked away for a brief moment before looking back at his secret love.
''I wanted to clear the air between us, if you do not mind.''
His answer was a confused expression on that lovely blue face. Megatron sighed and got ready to do something he could not remember doing more than once or twice in his entire function - apologizing.
''When we first met and ever since then up to now, we have been enemies, Optimus Prime, as I am sure you know and have noticed.'' The confusion, and any other emotion for that matter, vanished from the Prime's faceplate as he nodded solemnly. ''When we first worked together, we both knew it was only temporary and to stop Starscream. We both had our reasons and although we were watching each other's back, as soon as the threat were to go away, we would go back to fighting each other.''
''That doesn't excuse you using me as a shield while we were still acting as allies.'' He said with a scowl.
''You're right. It doesn't.'' Optimus's jaw dropped open and Megatron felt some relief that he wasn't going to close himself off. This was already hard enough, since he didn't really know how to apologize, he didn't need Optimus to keep up a cold, untouchable front to make it even more difficult. ''I made a mistake back then, thinking that although you were a decent fighter, you were just another one of millions upon millions of Autobots both on Cybertron and in the Universe. And although you defeated me twice before that already... Well, Optimus Prime, I'm a very stubborn mech. Just ask Strika, she'd tell you that I've made a sport of being so. I didn't want to acknowledge you as a worthy opponent because I knew what was coming next.''
''What do you mean?''
''Didn't Slipstream already tell you how Decepticons, or, well, warframes, really, fall in love?''
Optimus blushed. Was Megatron saying what he thought the warlord to be saying? ''A little?''
Megatron snorted. ''Don't try to lie to a Deceptcon, Optimus Prime-''
''Optimus is just fine.''
''Optimus then.'' The Decepticon said with a nod, pleased that they were making some progress, even if it was minimal. ''And I know that Slipstream did indeed tell you, since she told me so herself.'' He ignored the muttered 'I'm going to kill her,' as easily as he did Lugnut's long speeches about his greatness. That mech needs a hobby. ''Anyway, we warframes want mates that can watch our back in a battle and can train with us. You've already proven that you can indeed be a reliable companion in a fight as well as that you are very smart and skilled in more things, something that I very much like in my partners, be they casual or more serious affairs. I have already fought you enough times to know that you are a worthy rival in battle as well and I would have to be blind to not see how beautiful you are, Optimus. Add to all those traits that you are kind and caring, that you can give others hope and want to give everyone a chance... I believe that anyone who didn't find you at least likable should have his processor checked. They clearly have some malfunction.''
The younger mech was already as red as his armor from all the praise. This had to be a dream. He hoped Alpha was recording this, because he very much doubted he will believe this to be a reality when he wakes up tomorrow morning.
''I'm getting off track, here. Anyway, the point is... I am sorry for treating you the way I have back then... and every other time, too. I've had to force myself not to remember your name because I knew I'd end up falling in love with you and I wouldn't want to fight you then and I couldn't afford that. I knew you would never join the Decepticons and it would be an insult to you if I tried to convince you.''
''You're in love with me?'' Optimus used the first opportunity when the larger bot took a breath to ask this, because he had to know. It could just end up that he was jumping to conclusions so he had to make sure. His spark was already beating so fast and loud he wondered if the Decepticon could hear it from where he was sitting.
Megatron blinked and realized what he had unwittingly said. ''Uhhh.'' He almost kicked himself at the reply. Just how stupid will he look in front of his intended just because he made one stupid, stupid mistake? Forcing himself to collect himself and not act like a sparkling with their first crush ever, Megatron cleared his intake and absentmindedly rubbed the back of his helm for a second before realizing what he was doing. He put his servo down and glared at the berth before him, not seeing Otimus smiling a little and trying to stifle giggles at the cute sight the usually calm and collected, fearsome warlord made right now. It would seem that the rumors of warframes's heightened senses were true because Megatron suddenly glared petulantly at the Prime and crossed his servos. ''Yes, laugh it up, Autobot! Here I am, actually trying to apologize, something I don't remember the last time I did, and you're mocking me!''
The red and blue Autobot couldn't hold it in any longer and broke out into a giggling fit, still trying to stop. It turned to laughter when the silver, black and red Decepticon blushed despite his best efforts to stop it. The Autobot was just too cute like this.
''I-I'm s-sorry.'' The Prime managed after a few minutes when the warlord decided that he was making a fool of himself and had gotten ready to get up and leave, but the little Prime had put his servo on his wrist to stop him. Megatron looked back at the smiling mech still sitting on the berth and his spark sped up. ''I didn't mean to make fun of you. You just looked so cure right now, I couldn't stop myself.'' He said as he tugged at Megatron's servo, trying to get him to sit down again.
''Decepticons are not cute, Prime.''
Optimus smirked at the grumbled reply. ''I've lived with Slipstream, the Jettwins, who are technically part Decepticon, and Alpha Supreme. Decepticons are warframes and I've seen plenty warframes acting cute, so Decepticons are also cute by default.''
Megatron just humphed, earning a chuckle from Optimus. With one last gentle tug, the bigger mech gave in and sat back beside the pretty Autobot, who only smiled gently at the action. ''You have yet to answer my question.'' He prompted, wanting to know.
Seeing that the Autobot wanted to see him a bit more embarrassed and acting ''cute'', the Decepticon leader decided to teas him as well. ''And you have yet to fulfill your end of the deal you have made with your old Amica Endura, Blackarachnia.'' The smug smirk he had plastered on his faceplates only extended into a fanged, satisfied grin when the other blenched and flushed red all over again.
''She and Slipstream are going to be the death of me!'' He moaned into his servos, turning away from his long time crush. But the Decepticon wasn't giving up and so he grabbed a red shoulder strut and turned his intended back to face him. Seeing as the larger mech was a lot stronger than him, Optimus had no choice but to comply with a startled yelp, almost falling over the silver mech's lap in the process of trying to righten himself.
''You are not answering, little Autobot.''
Optimus glared through his blush at the gray faceplate. ''I asked you first.'' He smugly replied, whipping the smirk right off the warlord's lip plates.
Red optics narrowed. Well, if that was how the Autobot was going to play it, Megatron had no problem with that. ''Very well, Optimus. I will answer first.'' The Decepticon took a deep but subtle intake and prepared himself. He knew he shouldn't feel nervous, after all Blackarachnia had said that Optimus had a crush on him, but what if it was only a crush? And what if it had faded since the last time the spider femme had talked civilly with Optimus? Megatron scolded himself for acting like such a coward. If his soldiers were to see him now, they would never respect him again. And Primus forbid Megazarak ever found out how he was acting! His twin would never let him live it down! Looking straight into those beautiful, royal blue optics, Megatron opened his intake and finally confessed. ''Yes, Optimus Prime, I am in love with you. Have been for a long time but I had only acknowledge it when you had beat me with the Magnus Hammer and your jetpack. You're the only reason I even embarked on this journey and I could not hope to explain the relief I had felt when I had laid optics on you again. There, now you know.''
There was silence for a long moment and Megatron actually began to doubt the wisdom of confessing when he had only come to clear up the misunderstanding. Suddenly, the warlord felt gentle servos take hold of his helm and he turned to look at his companion only to freeze as soft lip plates touched his cheek. His optics turned to dinner plates and his intake hung open in unspeakable surprise at the light touch that sent an inferno through his circuits unlike anything else had been able to his whole function.
It lasted a few seconds but to Megatron it had felt like a small eternity of such innocent bliss. And then it ended too soon as the little Prime pulled away and smiled up at the Decepticon. ''There. I kissed my secret love, so Elite can go and get scrapped for breaking our deal.''
Megatron released a startled laugh a that before drawing the smaller mech closer to him by the waist, causing Optimus to squeak in surprise. He was then pressed against a hard, powerful chassis and he blushed when one black hand caressed one of his audio finials. He forced himself not to release a moan at that, since they were very sensitive, and he looked up shyly at the larger mech, who was smirking at him.
''Now, now, Optimus.'' He said in a mock chiding tone, drawing his face closer to the Prime's. He smirked as the younger mech shivered at how the Decepticon's voice vibrated through both their chassis. Oh, this was going to be so much fun, especially as his little intended had just admitted to being in the same boat as him. ''That was no kiss. This is a kiss.''
And with that, the gray mech leaned in and claimed those pretty lips for his own for the first time. Optimus made a noise of surprise before melting into the kiss. It was chaste, for now, and both were just enjoying the contact. Then Megatron started moving his intake over those soft lip components and his companion moaned at the new sensation, having never felt anything like it before.
Optimus Prime wasn't the type of both who liked to indulge in bodily pleasure in one night stands or casual interface buddies like many a young Autobots , he wanted it to mean something and while he wasn't the type to fanatically believe that you shouldn't interface with anyone but your future bonded, he also didn't jump into just anyone's berth. He had a problem with that in the Academy, when everyone was paying attention to his group because of him and Elita One, she the perfect femme of any mech's dreams while Optimus appealed to both mechs and femmes. Sentinel and Elita often had to chase away really stubborn suitors who camped out in front of the red and blue bot's room and while Sentinel thought it annoying as Pit, Elita found it amusing. She never minded that Optimus got more attention than her, happy her Amica Endura might find love... That is until the night Optimus let it spill that he liked a certain big, bad Decepticon. Ever since then, Elita started minding everyone's attention on Optimus, because she now knew they were only bothering him. Sentinel and Optimus often had to drag her off of one poor slagger or the other that stepped over some line she had drawn in her friend's stead. And that's not even mentioning that one time she had told Alpha Trion about one particularly rude mech that had groped Optimus a few moments ago, in front of the Archives. Needless to say, someone had run off screaming a few kliks later, begging for their life while the old mech chased them down the streets of Iacon.
All of this combined formed one Optimus Prime who didn't want to interface until he found someone he could have a real relationship with. And seeing as how the one mech he would have been happy with was out of the question for a loyal little Autobot, Optimus had all but given up on it all and instead focused on his military career. But now that he was independent from the Elite Guard and the Autobot Commonwealth altogether, he could have this mech that was kissing him so sweetly.
Speaking of which...
Megatron flicked his glossa over the younger mech's lips and this caused Optimus to gasp. Taking the opportunity, the warlord pushed his glossa in, mapping out every inch of Optimus's oral cavity, making the red and blue bot shiver and moan. Megatron was greatly enjoying this, kissing his intended and getting out of him all these sweet little sounds that were slowly driving him crazy. He groaned when, having become more confident during their slowly heating kiss, Optimus took his glossa between his dermas and sucked on the soft metal muscle. Seeing that his companion was enjoying the action, the Prime tried something else and pushed his own glossa into Megatron's intake, surprising the Decepticon.
They stared into each other's optics for a second before both accepted the challenge and a small battle for dominance started, their glossas dancing together, twisting and turning, mapping each other's mouths so no part was left unexplored. However, despite Optimus's zeal to learn and his determination to match his bigger companion, Megatron was not only bigger and older, but also more experienced. Doing a little trick that had driven all his past lovers insane, Megatron won their little battle and with a small whimper of esticy and pleasure, Optimus let him back in.
Megatron soon pushed his smaller intended onto the big berth and leaned over him, never braking their kiss, and started trailing his servos over his chest plates and shoulders. Optimus moaned again before linking his arms around the broad neck and drawing the Decepticon closer. He then leaned up a bit off of the berth and reached behind the warlord, massaging his back. It caused the Con to growl and leave the blue lips only to trail kisses down a silver neck, causing Optimus to squirm.
Realizing that things were going a bit too fast and that in his haze, if it continued, he wouldn't do anything to stop it later, Optimus pushed weakly, halfheartedly at the big chest in front of him. It took two tried before Megatron got the message and leaned back up, giving Optimus space to breath. Which he very much needed, thank you. He never knew he could feel like this, and it was only from kissing! Just imagining what the Decepticon could do to him if he let him continue had Optimus heating all over again. His cooling fans were already having a hard time getting his circuitry back under control and Optimus had to deny twelve requests of his interface protocols from activating and revealing his valve.
And from the way Megatron was looking at him, it would seem that the warlord was having the same issues. The thing he saw in those red optics promised that. if given a chance, the bigger mech would have devoured him whole. And that more than thrilled Optimus.
''Is something wrong?'' Megatron asked over the sound of his own bigger and louder cooling fans attempting to repel the heat their little make out session had caused.
''I... I just think that we're moving a bit too fast. Could we- Could we take it slow, for a bit? Besides, I'm not explaining interfacing to Alpha in the morning.''
Megatron smiled at the shy question, softening his expression and optics in affection which left Optimus breathless all over again. Primus, he was even more handsome when he smiled such a gentle smile! ''You should know that I don't usually do things slow. But I don't want to rush this, either. This, what we seem to have... This is different.''
Optimus nodded and smiled back the same smile, causing the Decepticon Lord's spark to stop and then start up three times as fast as it had been swirling before. He then sighed and got up off the berth, leaving a confused Autobot to watch him as he straightened up to his full height. ''Well, if we;re going slow, I better go. It's really late and we have a risky flight tomorrow.''
Realizing just how late it was and why the other mech was leaving, Optimus blushed and sooted over to make space for the larger bot. ''I don't mind if we... recharge next to each other.''
Blinking at the other before realizing just what was being offered, Megatron grinned and got onto the berth, next to his little Prime. He scooped him up, causing the younger to yelp as he was once again drawn to that gray chest He felt more than heard the deep chuckle and he blushed at how nice it felt. ''So skittish, Optimus.'' The teasing cost him a light punch but the Decepticon didn't care. He just laughed a little more before placing a tender kiss on Optimus's crest on his forehead, causing a small happy smile to appear. Optimus snuggled even closer and rested his forehelm right over the strong beating spark and soon fell into recharge, his new soon to be lover watching over him for a few more breems before following him into the best recharge either ever had.
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The next morning, everyone who hadn't been fully awake to that point was woken up by the shrieks coming from the Axalon's recreation room.
Quickly waking up, lowering whatever they were doing and powering up their weapons, everyone rushed into said room, expecting to see all sorts of horrors, from Decepticons deciding to turn on them now or the Quintesson going on a killing spree (no one felt truly comfortable around poor Artemis, other than Alpha Trion and the shipformers), only to see something even more bizarre.
The shrieks were not of agony or fright, but of laughter, and the victim was not being attacked by weapons or tentacles, but rather the dexter-like agility of clever fingers tickling the living daylights out of one Blackarachnia, who was trying to squirm away from the blue digits of Optimus Prime. They were rolling around the room like newsparks playing with each other, only Optimus always ended up on top, torturing the spiderformer. Said femme could only laugh helplessly as she tried to dislodge him or protect her sensitive spots, but Optimus wasn't her Amica Endura for nothing and knew her better than anyone else.
And he was giving no mercy for this great offense she had committed.
''I'm-I'm s-so-sorry!'' The purple, black and gold femme cried, still laughing like mad, tears of coolant dropping from all four optics.
Optimus tutted. ''You know our rules, Elita. We made a deal and you broke it, so now I have to punish you with a tickling session! We agreed on it when we were younglings and we always stuck by it and now is no exception!''
''Y-Y-you broke the d-de-deal f-first!'' She tried to use her two spider legs attached to her shoulder plating, but Optimus was and still is the best fighter the Autobots ever had, meaning she was no match for him, no matter how many limbs she used, he would just dodge them without letting her go.
''How was I supposed to do anything when he was going to kill both me and my team without hesitation?''
It was at this point that everyone who had rushed in noticed that Alpha Trion, Megatron, Bumblebee and Jetfire had been in the room to witness this commotion start. Said mechs all walked over to the newly arrived group and the youngsters explained how Optimus had just run into the room, tackling the still sleepy femme and started mercilessly tickling her. Alpha Trion and Sentinel just sighed exasperatedly while both were actually quite happy that Optimus was no longer feeling guilty and Elita One, now Blackarachnia, was laughing like a child again.
''The de-deal was a deAL!'' She roared the last syllable as Optimus picked up the pace, leaving his Amica Endura a panting mess since she could no longer breath enough air in to laugh properly.
''Yes, and you broke it by telling~!'' Optimus sing-songed.
''Okay, okay! I'm so-sorry!'' Blackarachnia gave in, obviously having had enough.
''Hm.'' Optimus pretended to think. ''It depends on why you did it?'' He never stopped tickling her, making everyone wonder just how often they used to do this that he was this practiced. As if reading their thoughts, Alpha Trion, Sentinel and Roller all said one thing.
''Don't ask.''
Above mentioned mechs all looked at each other strangely before looking away.
''I-I w-wanted t-to help y-you!'' The femme gasped out. ''Y-you were p-pinning too lo-long!''
Optimus tickled her for a few more kliks then sighed in fond exasperation before letting up. ''Typical Elita. I thought I told you that it wasn't safe to play matchmker.'' He offered her a servo to help her up, but she was still gasping for air so Sentinel walked over and they helped her to her pedes like the used to do as cadets. ''Didn't you learn your lesson the last time?''
All three friends stopped, thought about what happened the last time and promptly shivered.
''Okay, I see your point.''
''What was that about?'' Bumblebee asked after everyone calmed down and Blackarachnia regained her footing.
Sentinel waved it off. ''Oh just Elita finding out about Optimus's big time crush on some mystery bot and them making one of their legendary scary deals. I have no idea what the deal itself was, but that was the punishment if the deal is broken.''
''Reminz me to never gets on yor bad side.'' Blitzwing was the first to comment and a few from the Elite Guard nodded.
''So, playing matchmaker, huh?'' Slipstream asked as she walked over, a gleeful look in her optics.
''Oh yeah.'' The shorter femme answered, seeing the look and returning it as she recognized a partner in her little plots.
''I have a feeling we might just become good friends.'' The seeker femme said and extended her servo to the spider.
''Slipstream, this is the start of a beautiful partnership!''
Both Optimus and Sentinel shivered in fright.
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