I'll admit, this kinda feels like cheating since part of this ship is literally the second most popular ship in the fandom. BUT I don't focus on that angle of the relationship, and the other two legs of this OT3 have a combined total of 35 works including this one, AND this is the first fic of the OT3 tag, so I'm counting it!

I'm also happy I fulfilled both of the prompts once again, so enjoy!


They had had the perfect plan for their date night. Dinner at their favorite restaurant, followed by a show, drinks after that, and finally home for whatever they felt like doing. The kids were safely at ensconced at sleepovers and babysitters, and none of them were likely to be called into work. It should have gone off without a hitch.

The freak snowstorm put paid to those plans.

June slumped against Megatron's side as they watched the news broadcast asking that everyone remain off the roads, as the snap freeze and constant snowfall was making them increasingly dangerous. Optimus was in the kitchen, finishing a phone call with Jack and Jen, the last of their checks on the kids to be done. All were safe and warm, though Starscream had complained about potentially having both of the Step-Twins for longer than intended. Skyfire had reassured them that Rose and Skylight were just fine. Elita had said much the same about the twins, as did Bulkhead before he handed the phone off to their oldest.

Megatron muttered something in Russian - probably curse words - as the theater they'd been planning to go to scrolled across the news ticker as "closed". "That most definitely ends our plans."

"At least we'll get the tickets reimbursed," June said, looking to the one small positive of the situation. Still didn't dull the sting of disappointment of not getting to go out at all.

The click of the phone in its cradle and footsteps on the hardwood heralded Optimus's arrival from the kitchen. He stood behind the couch, his hands braced on either side of June and Megatron. "We might not be able to make our original plans, but I don't see why we can't have a nice date night."

"Always the optimist," Megatron said, craning his neck back while June sat up to look at their husband. "What did you have in mind?"

"Well, it's not four course meal, but we have lasagna, garlic bread, and salad, plus that fancy wine Alpha gave us for the twins' birth." Optimus gestured to the tv stand. "We also have an extensive movie collection, and a stereo system with many CDs to chose from."

June smiled, her first one since the storm started. "That sounds like an excellent idea." She leaned up to give Optimus a kiss, then they looked down at Megatron.

His face remained impassive for a moment, before his own smile broke out. "I think I like the sound of that." He reached up and pulled Optimus down for his own kiss, this one much longer and more passionate than June's.

June's smile grew, and she hopped up and turned off the TV. "I'm going to get dressed, you two handle the food." She headed upstairs and to their bedroom, her smile turned to a smirk as a plan of her own formed in her mind.

She'd intended to wear a full coverage dress, both because of the weather and because she'd had ideas of some ways to tease her husbands. Now though, she was going to tease them in a completely different way.

When she'd dressed and had finished her makeup and pinning her hair back in a simple half-up-half-down style, she opened the ensuite to find her husbands had found their own way to keep entertained after getting dressed. She couldn't help a chuckle, and when they broke apart to look at her, said "No, please, don't stop on my account. I'm enjoying the show."

Megatron smirked back, smoothing out his dove grey suit, paired with a purple shirt and a silver tie. "You know you're always more than welcome to join in."

"Oh, I know. But you're so pretty together."

"That's a new dress," Optimus said, drawing her eyes to him. His dark blue suit, burgundy shirt and silver tie were similarly rumpled, but he was watching her too intently to both smoothing it out.

June smiled, stepping away from the door jam and giving a small twirl. "I was waiting for the right occasion." And judging by the looks on her husbands faces, it got exactly the reaction she'd wanted.

Her dress was mostly black, threaded with silver that glinted in the light. The front had a modest neckline, and the semi-sheer sleeves went to her wrists, but the skirt only just covered the top of the black stockings she wore, while the back was completely open, showing the very edge of her garterbelt and her angel wing tattoos. A delicate necklace, earrings, her wedding ring, and a pair of strappy black heels were the finishing touches.

Once recovering from his stunned stupor, Megatron stalked forward and pulled her against his chest. "You know exactly what you're doing to me, minx."

June smirked up at him. "Of course I do. It's why I do it." She leaned up and pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth. He quickly readjusted and caught her lips for a full, passionate kiss, his hands reaching around to run along her back.

Another set of hands settled on her hips and gently tugged her away from Megatron. "We do have food in the oven," Optimus reminded them. "We don't want it to burn."

"How very right, thank you for reminding us, Optimus." June reached up to touch his face, and smiled when he took her hand and pressed a kiss to the palm of it. She slipped away from her husbands and put just a little extra sway in her step as she headed downstairs.

Much of the rest of the evening was like that. At dinner, she oh so casually ran her feet along their legs and licked her lips just more often than she needed to. During their movie - she and Optimus outvoted Megatron for Moulin Rouge over The Bodyguard - she would lean over for longer than she needed to to grab some popcorn, and would readjust her skirt more than needed. She was honestly a bit amazed they managed to behave themselves as well as they did when the movie ended and she got up to put on some music while they moved the couch and coffee table out of the way.

Though it seemed behaving might go out the window quickly, with the way Megatron pulled her against him once the soft and slow music was playing.

"Saucy minx," he growled in her ear, and she couldn't hold back her shiver, even as she smirked up at him.

"Anything to get you like this. It's so fun to get you riled up." And to prove her point, she slipped from his hold and went over to Optimus, who seemed to read her mind and immediately drew her into a dancing position, swaying to the music.

"His eyes are practically burning. He won't be going easy on us tonight," he murmured in her ear, looking over her shoulder.

"All according to plan," she murmured back, tucking her head into his neck, and when they turned, she caught a glimpse out the corner of her eye. His eyes were indeed smoldering, and there was no way her smirk was going to leave her face at this rate.

"Whatever happened to that sweet and timid woman I met all those years ago?" Optimus asked half-rhetorically.

"She was simply a cover for the minx she really is," Megatron said, and marched over to them, placing his hands on her hips and pressing his lips to the junction of her neck.

"You really can't wait for us to finish our dance?" Optimus asked.

"I can think of another dance we can do. One I think we'll all enjoy even more." He tugged June back towards him, and she could feel how eager he was to head back to the bedroom.

"Hmm… Should we, Optimus?" June asked, looking up at her first husband.

Optimus chuckled and shook his head. "I know when I'm beaten. You two head on up, I'll follow you."

June leaned up to give him a peck on the lips, but Megatron scooped her into his arms and headed for the stairs before she could. "You can't wait two seconds?" she aksed, raising a brow at him.

"You've made me wait long enough," he said, grinning down at her. "I should teach you a lesson in teasing."

June grinned back as they crossed into the bedroom. "I think you should. I'll be an excellent student."

"I'm sure you will."