A Chance at Freedom Chapter 28

WARNING: This chapter contains explicit scenes.

Without warning, Megatron embraced the smaller mech and kissed him directly on the lip plates. The whole room fell silent as they watched on and wolf whistles rang out as relief fell over Galvatron's spark as he looked on knowing his brother had finally found true freedom.

It had been two deca-cycles since Sentinel's trial and the execution date was only a few solar-cycles away. The newly instated Optimus Magnus had been busy with helping the returning warframes integrate into society. On the down side, some of the ones in Trypticon were to dangerous to be released and Megatron slightly agreed with him.

Megatron, that was another story, the two had been courting in the time since the trial and it would seem that both creator and creation were warming up to him. Optimus remembered when Copperheart tried to pronounce his designation for the first time and it sounded more like 'Opimuth'. He remembered Megatron's laugh at him saying 'it looks like she gave you a new name my intended' the red and blue mech only rolled his optics.

He gave the two his old apartment since it was big enough for both of them. The former ex-warlord started his new career in training soldiers for the new Cybertronian Army. That was one of the first things to go, the Elite Guard; it reminded everyone of the atrocities committed by Sentinel and the whole planet decided it was time for a change.

His thoughts were interrupted by his communicator going off, "Galvatron, what a pleasant surprise. To what do I owe you for calling?"

"Well, we still have some old Elite Guard and Sentinel supporters here in Kaon, but they have been dealt with properly."

"Properly?"

"Not that way Primus damnit; they have been arrested and awaiting hearings."

"Okay then, just please only use lethal force if necessary."

"Yes sir, Optimus Magnus or should I start calling you what my daughter by bond does?"

"Utter but one syllable and I'll put you on desk duty."

He saw the purple mech pout and he could only chuckle. He knew that if he and Megatron bonded some solar-cycle then he could probably understand Galvatron better, but for now it was just the way he liked it.

Three solar-cycles later, Optimus Magnus preparing for Sentinel's execution. The mech was finding within his processor that his old friend… no half-brother was going to die. Even though he earned it after what he did to Megatron and Cybertron, family was still family. He knew that Megatron and Galvatron would be there while Bulkhead, Bumblebee, and Sari watched Copperheart. He could still hear the grey mech's warning about what the consequences would be if anything happened to Copperheart or if the apartment was in shambles when he returned.

The two mech's had looked like the would leak on themselves and Sari looked like she would do the same, only what organics…do… even though Optimus had been around them long enough, it was still gross. The chronometer was ticking by ever so slowly, the time approaching for Sentinel's demise.

In Megatron's apartment, the grey mech was pondering what he will do once the execution is over. He and Optimus have been courting since the trial but feared what would happen next. After being Sentinel's prisoner, it made him more afraid of interfacing with anyone, even self-service. He watched as Copperheart played with her toys while watching the chronometer ticking by the time, counting down until he could finally be free forever.

Back in Trypticon Prison, Sentinel thought about all he had done and knew that if he had killed Megatron before it came to this, then he wouldn't be here. "That whore deserves more than what I gave him, he deserves to suffer, suffer so much that he'll beg for death. Well if I can't have him here, then his nightmares would have to suffice."

A loud crash and the sound of alarms made the blue and gold mech look out from his cell only to see one of his guards fall with a pick-axe to the helm. He then heard pedsteps coming down the hall to his cell and when a silver colored servo reached down and pulled the axe from its victim with a spurt of energon. Sentinel backed away from the bars terrified, there was only one mech who wielded a weapon like that.

"So, you thought you could break the glorious Megatron the way you did? Well you made a start, but to truly break him you must learn how from one who has succeeded in the past."

"Who are you?"

"The name is Straxus and I have been trying to get revenge on Megatron for centuries after leaving me in charge of an essentially dead world. If I get you out of here, help me get my personal revenge on him, then he is yours; deal?"

Sentinel knew that he still wanted to further punish his whore for everything until his spark gave out so, "Deal."

Straxus nodded, "Very well then." Using his pick-axe the red and dark purple mech pried the locking panel off, freeing Sentinel.

The one guard still standing, hobbling on one leg, in the lone death row hall pointed his blaster at him, "You won't get far Decepticons".

Straxus moved forward to offline the poor mech when Sentinel put his servo on his shoulder. "I won't let him kill you, but rather have you deliver a message to my whore, Megatron and his little brat; tell them this isn't over." Sentinel rendered the mech unconscious leaving the prison with his new ally.

The news hit the Magnus office with in cycles and Optimus's worse fears started to unfold, how will he protect his friends now that Sentinel is free. He called Megatron and Galvatron in to tell them and the reaction was more than expected.

"How could that low-life fragger escape from the most reinforced building on the planet and not be stopped by the guards, especially on his execution date?"

"I know you are upset Megatron, but we are already reviewing the security footage and hopefully we can catch him before he can get to you and your family."

"I'll hold you to that Optimus and I suspect my twin feels the same."

"You got that right; when I get my servos on him, the fragger will beg for Primus to take him."

The red and blue Magnus laid wide awake in his berth that night-cycle wondering how exactly Sentinel could break out of prison? He saw the security footage and Shockwave said it could be a solar-cycle before he could clear the static from the video. Optimus closed his optics praying to Primus that Sentinel could see to reason and turn himself in before it was to late.

Two Stellar-Cycles later

It had been a long time since anyone had seen or heard from Sentinel or Straxus and Optimus had a bad feeling that they wouldn't be quite for much longer. On the plus side, he and Megatron have been courting in the intervening time and the young Autobot was on his way to his intended's apartment. When he arrived, the red and blur Magnus pinged for entry.

The door opened shortly after revealing grey visage of Megatron. "What can I do for you Optimus?"

"I wanted to talk, may I come in?"

"Of course, come on in" the grey warmech gestured with his servo. The apartment was just as Optimus remembered, the only difference was the scattered sparkling toys. He followed Megatron into the entertainment area and sat down while the other mech went to a secrete cabinet. When he returned, there were two goblets of oil in his servos; "Here, its from my private blend."

The slightly smaller mech took one of the goblets and took a drink; the oil was rich and smooth, making the taste linger on his glossa. "Thank you."

"You're welcome; what is it that you wished to talk about?"

Optimus didn't know how to answer that, even though he knew just nanokliks ago; "I wanted to talk about us; Megatron we have been courting for two stellar-cycles now and I want to know your opinion on the matter?"

Said mech stopped in the middle of his drink and looked at the mech across from him with a confused glare which then turned into a slight smirk. "I know that and I was thinking the same."

So Megatron was going to play mind games then; so be it. "Well I already am in love with you and if you are willing, I want to try and make this work."

The mech's expression was speechless and turned slightly predatory, making Optimus stiffen in his seat. "I feel the same with you my dear Optimus Prime, but you do realize that if this is to work then you'll be the one to carry any sparklings if we were to bond?"

Optimus once again was treading on thin ice, but… "I could live with that."

Not realizing what he said until Megatron launched from his seat and pinned him to his seat, "That is all I needed to hear."

Grey lips crashed against blue ones and Optimus couldn't help but grabbing the grey helm, kissing back. When Megatron pulled away he grinned and picked the young Magnus up and carried him to the berthroom dropping him on the berth. Soon again Megatron was kissing the pit out of him and he felt his panel begin to warm with arousal. With some Primus found strength, he flipped their positions and roamed his servos over the grey frame beneath him.

Megatron was enjoying the treatment, but when blue servos grabbed his panel, he yelped and drew his knees to his chest, hyper-ventilating. He saw Optimus looking at him with worry and seeing those blue optics brought up the memories of Sentinel.

"Megatron, look at me", when red optics turned towards him, "Do you think I would hurt you or do anything without your permission?"

"No, its just bad memories that's all."

He felt a servo brush against his leg and followed it to the blue face of his berthmate, "The let's make new ones, right here right now."

He saw the young Autobot retract his panel revealing his swollen valve. Megatron then felt and heard his spike thump against his own panel and the smile Optimus gave him shook the memories away; his arousal kicking back into high gear. The grey mech lunged, pinning the little mech with his greater weight.

Optic contact was made before Optimus felt Megatron add one of his digits into his valve. "Primus."

"Wrong name."

The black digit began to move in and out of the tight virgin valve making Optimus squirm on the berth. The single digit bumped against his seal; "Relax or this will hurt." He felt the digit break the seal and there was pressure when finally, Megatron removed it from the valve. "That's it?"

"I may have been a victim, but that doesn't mean I haven't had experience before."

Soon the digit was back then two, three, and then a fourth finger was added; stretching his valve for what Optimus knew was next.

The sound of another panel retracting was heard and the red and blue mech looked down; what he saw was a black, ridged spike with a dark grey head and red biolights running the length, pre-transfluid beading at the tip.

"Do you like it Autobot?"

"Why don't you make me like it, Lord Megatron."

"If you insist."

However, before Megatron could enter Optimus had a sudden realization; "Where is Copperheart?"

"She is with Galvatron today; her spark-day is coming up and was trying to plan for it without her here. It is a surprise you know; besides you are being distracting."

Optimus felt the head of the spike enter the folds of his valve and kept on entering at a slow, torturous pace until Megatron was sheathed to the hilt in his valve. It was big and his valve felt full, "Primus, move."

"Wrong name again."

The smug bastard wasn't going to until, "Megatron move before I make you move."

"As you wish Optimus Magnus."

The pace started out slow, teasing and downright pleasure, but the fragger would speed up just to annoy him. When he tried rapping his legs around the black waist, the grey mech would only slow down back to the torturous pace. However, the pace quickened as climax neared and the words Optimus hoped he would say spilled forth, "Will you bond with me Megatron?"

The ex-warlord smiled and responded, "Yes, I will bond with you."

Chest plates parted filling the room with a soft purple glow, sparks met and the memories flowed between them. Megatron saw all that his lover had been through from being kicked out of the academy, the loss of his friend the cyber-ninja and the regret when he found Megatron the first time after Sentinel held him captive.

Optimus was also drowning his lover's memories; the loss of his creators, all the abuse he suffered since then, the lose of the war and exile, and finally everything he suffered under Sentinel. He felt Megatron try and hide those memories away and tried to stop him. But what he saw was a tiny sparkling cowering in fear in the dark; the sparkling was Megatron. He picked the tiny mech up and cradled him close to his chest and told him 'you are safe and I love you over and over again' when he felt climax hit.

Transfluid flooded his valve and the opening to his gestation chamber spiraled open allowing the transfluid in to mix with the fluid inside. Megatron rolled them over after coming down from their high, holding his Conjunx close while nuzzling his helm; "I love you Optimus."

"I love you as well Megatron."

Recharge claimed both of them soon after and neither heard the door to the apartment open nor the berthroom. Galvatron had returned with Copperheart early since the femmling fell asleep while running errands with her sire by bond. The purple mech went to tell his brother when he noticed the berthroom door was closed. The older twin could feel their bond and smiled, 'maybe this could work' and closed the door on the newly bonded couple.