Notes:
Some optimus/megatron loving here and some seriously out of character Optimus near the end, but then again I think I messed both of them up in this fic lols. Should have added it as a tag. Also good grief poor Mika, what did she get herself into.
Chapter 11: Miss you lots
Not even a week passed by and Mika was a wreck. She felt bad in acting the way she did, but she had been hurt, scared and too tired to be patient with the warlord. She knew he wouldn't right out admit he had started to care, and even though he kept threatening to eventually kill her she was about 80 % sure that he wouldn't and figured it was just a fantasy that exited him to think about during their mating.
"Optimus?" she asked looking up from the mechs chest plates to his face. The semi looked down at the little femme and a careful smile graced his faceplates. "Yes Mika?" he rumbled. Mika flushed a bit as his baritone voice made his chest plates vibrate, it traveled trough her whole body and made it tingle.
"I miss Megatron" she said softly and bit on her lower lip. "Have you heard from him at all?" she asked hopefully. The prime gave a rumble before shaking his helm. "No we have not spoken as of yet but I think that it is not a bad idea to send him a message." He said and cocked his helm in a subconscious move of a mech sending or receiving a COM. After a few seconds he looked at Mika.
"He wishes me to visit him" came the reply. Mika beamed up at him but it dropped as soon as Optimus continued "Alone.. " he added "I'm sorry little one, I will meet him and try to knock some sense into him" Optimus reassured Mika.
Mika nodded "be careful please "she said and moved up to kiss the other on his faceplates. "hmm, even though it was easier to kiss you when you were human, I like this better" she purred and nuzzled his faceplates making the autobot leader flush a bit. "I am also pleased to be back in my original state" he said and gently placed the femme on the floor. Before transforming and riding off towards the Warlord.
Megatron lounged in his throne looking haggard clenching and unclenching his fists rhythmically. "Barricade!" he snapped making the scout straighten in response. "Yes sir!" he said worried that he would be the victim of the mechs bad recharges. "Go and cruise around for recon" he ordered. The saleen frowned at the odd order but did not dare to ask for clarification. "Yes sir" he repeated before transforming and driving off.
Surprisingly enough he did not run into the Prime but headed towards a secluded spot to have a recharge but leaving his scanners active, you never new after all.
Optimus arrived at base and transformed before walking in "Megatron?" he asked as he navigated trough the small base. "In here Prime" came the response. Optimus looked at the rough looking mech and shook his helm "Both so stubborn" he muttered. "What was that?" Megatron snarled and Optimus narrowed his optics "You heard me brother" he growled and stepped forward stretching himself and pushing his plating out making himself even more regal looking then normal.
"Don't speak to me about that filthy human Prime" Megatron growled and propped his helm on a fist looking quite petulant. "She misses you Megatron and I know you miss her" the prime stated. "LIES!" Megatron roared standing up and slashing an arm trough the air as if that would stop the autobot leader from speaking. "I will uphold me promise to her and frag her to death the next time I see her." He hissed maliciously.
Optimus frowned and moved closer. "She misses you then, she doesn't sleep well and she told me so herself..see?" he said and showed him a short clip of his and Mikas last conversation. The look in his brothers optics seemed to soften the moment he saw her face pop up but he soon steeled himself once more and huffed "tsk.." he said and moved his helm sideways in a dismissive gesture.
"And I can tell you are tired brother, let me take care of you" the autobot leader purred. Megatron blinked slowly at the change of character of his brother and looked at him suspiciously. "What's going on Prime" he growled. Optimus shrugged "we made a deal, you could spike me remember, I'm a mech of my word Megatron, and right now I could use a little venting" he explained.
Megatron smirked and moved towards the prime "Venting hmm? Excellent. "he hissed and grabbed the semi by the arm twisting it behind his back and shoving the mech forward. "I will not be gentle" he warned making the autobot leader moan wantonly. "wouldn't want you to be" came the short reply as optimus heard his cooling fans kick on.
Before they knew it, Optimus was bend over Megatrons berth, aft up and spike buried deep inside his dripping valve. Turned out Megatron had not forgotten all the sensitive spots of the prime, nipping his filials and tugging on a sensitive wire. "What if I pull this one harder hmm?" he purred behind the prime while tugging on it. "Would it seriously damage you?" he smirked.
Optimus moaned again and buried his helm in the soft mesh of the berth, hiding his shame as his own spike twitched despite it being stuck between his own hips and the metal berth, Megatrons languid but powerful thrusts slamming it against the berth over and over.
"Perhaps not.. so I'm sure you will not miss it "he said and pulled, the wire snapping loose releasing some sparks. Optimus his optics flashed, and he gave a small chuckle "I..is that all you got? Mika was right, all bark no bite" he playfully growled. Megatron snarled and pushed in deep hitting the others gestation tank. "Oh she said that did she… hmmm I guess I will have to disprove that theory to the both of you then" came the amused rumble.
Before Optimus could ask what he was planning the gladiator stopped thrusting but not before pushing all the way in bottoming out, their hip plates connected. Optimus released a groan suddenly and his hips twitched. "Wh..what did you do" he asked nervous for the answer. He had felt the girth of the spike expand and feared he knew exactly what that meant.
"hmm..you know my interfacing tools better than then anyone else, feeling my girth grow substantially can mean two things, either I made my spike thicker or I activated my spike barbs" he purred sweetly as if he didn't just threaten to rip the prime's valve apart. Optimus let out the most sexy noise he had ever heard and had a hard time not overloading into the wet gripping valve on the spot.
Optimus knee joints nearly buckled as he heard the purred velvet encased threat in his ear filial. "oh primus.. Megatron" he whispered and slowly grinded his aft up flush against the gladiators pelvis, careful not to move too much to allow the flared barbs to get purchase. "O..optimus.." the warlord moaned and almost collapsed on top of the semi. Chest and back were now pressed together and Megatron was panting, breathing down on Optimus like a cyberfox in heat.
Venting in deeply Megatron allowed his barbs to retract some, but not fully. Enough to not do substantial damage to the pretty valve. Perhaps another time, he thought gleefully before nipping harshly at a sensitive neck cable of the Prime.
"Ready or not Prime.." he grunted and started thrusting, the deep languid strokes quickly became punishingly powerful and fast. The small barbs nipping at the velvety environment that was Optimus his valve. Transfluid mixed with energon, a tantalizing scent to the gladiator and he sped up pushing the prime to his limits.
The mixture or pain and pleasure riled up the normal docile prime. "Hnng..frag me harder Megatronus..you know I can take it" Optimus moaned not aware that he had used the gladiators original designation. Megatrons optics widened and he flared his barbs a little bit wider, loving how Optimus his vocals glitched as they tore into his valve.
After a few more thrusts Optimus could feel his overload starting and clenched his valve hard. "ah- AH yess primus!" he roared and with a final thrust of his own dripping spike against the berth he overloaded. His optics flashed white in sheer pleasure and it rained sparks from his chest plates as his spark tried to make itself known but was stopped by the safety clamps that Optimus had installed as extra protection of his spark and the matrix during battle. Warm transfluid squirted up over his abs and the berth.
Megatron felt the other overload and pushed the autobot down on the berth hard before ending it with a short sequence of violent thrusts, the barbs not flaring out but his spike gaining girth as he prepared for overload. "O-orion!" he groaned and finally stilled as he overloaded, spike buried deep in the still clenching valve, eager for his fluids.
Megatron almost collapsed on the semi but managed to roll to the side ending up half on the berth and half on the floor as he tried to get his bearings. Cooling fans working at their max to cool both mechs down.
The gladiator felt extremely sluggish and wanted nothing more then to recharge, surely they could rest for a few earth hours. Dragging himself into the berth he tapped the space next to him "Rest prime, your auto repair needs to fix that valve I tore up.. or else your medic will eat me alive" he chuckled.
Begrudgingly the autobot leader dragged himself in and with a loud clunk, took his place next to Megatron. "You called me Megatronus" Megatron spoke up after a few minutes of silence. "I did didn't I" came the vague reply. "hmmh" hummed the silver mech.
Once again, the silence took hold as the two mechs drifted off to recharge enjoying the moment of peace they both never thought to reach again.
A few earth hours later Megatron awoke from his recharge as he heard beeping coming from his COM. Growling he tapped the side of his helm before relaxing again and moving closer to the prime. "hmm.. Optimus..time to get up" he said sluggishly. When he received no response he gave the large mech a shove that landed his berth made on the floor with a loud clang. " Outch.. wha?" came the slurred response. "Primus, if I wanted to kill you Optimus, this had surely been the time" came the drawl from up on the berth. Optimus moved himself to a sitting position and silently glared at the gladiator before giving him a small smirk.
"I think you need to make up with Mika" the autobot leader began successfully changing the topic of them deactivating one another and at the same time hitting a sensitive neural wire.
Megatron narrowed his optics and for a click Optimus assumed he would explode in rage, blast him, curse at him anything else but what he did next. "Ok" came the reply.
Optimus blinked stupidly and cocked his head thinking he had a glitch. "Ok-?" he repeated unsurely. "Ok" repeated Megatron again, a gleeful look in his optics as he noticed the primes confusion. "I will try and make amends with the femme, but don't blame me if she gets herself killed" he replied.
Optimus scoffed "Please, I know you have a soft spot for her brother, I've seen it" he snarked. Megatron was out of the berth, had hauled the prime up from the floor and pressed him against the rock surface of the berth room hard. "Do not think for a second that I have grown weak prime, I still fully intend to deactivate her the moment she bores me, or our deal comes to a close and she is no longer useful." He snarled.
Optimus knew this behavior well, and even though there was most likely an element of truth in the others statement, he realized that most of it was fantasy. The large mech was fiercely protective but sadistic in nature. Smirking Optimus noticed his sight was getting slightly pinkish, a sign that his coding had been triggered. "I wish to observe, perhaps..even join?" came the tentative request.
Megatron frowned and snarled in surprise "You are too soft sparked for such a thing" he replied. "I disagree" came the argument while the prime slowly moved a servo down the warlords wide chest. The chest plates were almost vibrating with held back pleasure and excitement. "How will you do it? I don't want her to suffer much, I want her to feel so much pleasure that her poor human body can no longer cope. "Optimus purred and pressed his derma's against Megatron's unrelenting hard ones, his glossa peeking out to lick at the fangs. "Or should we introduce some pain? After all, it must be pleasurable for us as well and I remember you stating she was -amendable- to your sadistic streak.
Optimus could feel Megatron get exited as his vents sped up and his cod piece heat up. Moving his servo down he harshly squeezed the part, rubbing his servo's against the plating. "I know you want to Megatronus.. tell me what you really want to do her, tell me what you need to do to her to satisfy that coding of yours" he purred and nipped a sensitive cable.
Megatron's vents stuttered and he shuttered his optics noticing that the Prime's optics had changed. "hmmh… there are just too many options, I have explained one option already have I not? Fragging her until she succumbs to internal injury. "he explained before licking and nipping the primes derma, biting it and licking it again to soothe the bite mark.
"Can you imagine it Megatronus? Feel her struggle, that feeling of her tightening around you? I bet your spike has never felt such a tight fit before has it, and then you keep pushing until you hit the end of her entrance, you know if you push further it will be too late, but every wire is screaming at you to push through, to tear into her tender human flesh, to feel that struggle until she functions no more. But I doubt that would bring you to completion my high lord protector " Optimus purred knowing what it did to Megatron if he called him that.
"I think we need something more, something slower, more pleasure, more pain." He panted against the others derma's. Megatron snarled lowly before biting hard on the prime's lower derma, drawing energon from it "Indeed my prime.." he purred making Optimus shiver " but I would think your soft spark would not be able to stomach more hnn?" he clicked making Optimus weak in the knee joints.
Optimus hissed and rolled his hips against the gladiator. "we will just have to see" came the reply with a big smirk as he pushed against the cod piece before retreating. "For now I think it is time to make amends hmm?" he suggested his optics slowly bleeding back to their brilliant blue color.
Megatron hissed in frustration but conceded and took a step back "Excuse me prime" he said before stomping off to the washing rooms. Optimus laughed and shook his helm before moving outside to get some fresh air. Everything would be fine now.