What were the chances of this happening: sitting in a hot oil tub, with your captain draped over your body, with his lips pressed against your own? Ultra Magnus wondered as he enjoyed feeling the younger bot's body pressed to his own. It shocked him to enjoy the kiss. Prior, he didn't see the point of it. Then again, prior, no one even made the slightest hint of being interested in performing such activities with him. And now, here he was, enjoying the way Rodimus's lips slid against his.
Rodimus moaned and swept his tongue across the other's lips, causing the blue bot to jump back. Peering through half slip optics, Rodimus pouted. "Don't like?"
"I... Ah," Ultra Magnus stammered. "I don't... Know."
"Never tried it?" Rodimus asked, and the other bot shook his head no.
"I don't see the point in it," Ultra Magnus confessed.
"You don't see the point in a lot of things," Rodimus teased. "Try something new for once."
"Aren't I already?" Ultra Magnus responded, and earned himself a laugh. Upon the blue mech opening his mouth to sneak in a snark comment, Rodimus's tongue was shoved in his mouth. With the sports car's hands around his face, he couldn't back away. Instead, he felt the other's tongue roam inside his mouth. Venting a sigh, Ultra Magnus just went with it and rubbed his tongue against the intruder.
Rodimus's vents clicked on. "Not so bad, is it?" He asked, not giving a chance for a reply as he plunged his tongue back in. This time, Ultra Magnus fervently played back, sucking on the other's tongue, making it retreat back, and dove his tongue within his captain's mouth.
While they passionately kiss, Rodimus let his hands wander over the bigger bot's body. Fingers danced along wires and seams, leaving no surface in its path untouched. His hands tickled over Ultra Magnus's chest and slid down to knead the pudgy belly. With a startle, Ultra Magnus gasped upon the red and yellow mech grinding his hips into his belly. Pulling his head back and breaking the kiss, Ultra Magnus panted as he quickly submerged his hands to pry off Rodimus's humping hips.
The red and yellow mech smiled sheepishly and bit his lip. He sat down on the bigger mech's lap and dunked his hands underneath the oil. He racked his fingers down the belly as he mouthed gently at the other's neck.
Ultra Magnus closed his optics. The sensations Rodimus brought to him was simply amazing. He never knew this could feel this good. Then again, he never took the time to enjoy it. Instead, he always focused on his work and wrote up reports. Mind you, he would never state this out loud, but feeling another mech's body pressed against his, fondling his transformation seams and nipping on wires felt a whole much better. Whatever Rodimus was doing to his body felt good. So good, that before he knew it, his spike cover slipped aside, and his spike began to pressurize.
His eyes bolted open, and his jaw dropped in horror. How could he loose control over his body like that? What if Rodimus was offended by this action? HE could, after all, just want to fondle and touch, and letting his spike out could have gone too far. Thankfully, being submerged in a bath of hot oil hid his growing erection.
But the panic did not cease when Rodimus's wondering hands made their way south. Full of embarrassment, Ultra Magnus grabbed at his captain's hands and held them firmly.
"Hmmm," Rodimus cooed. "You want to be in charge?"
Shocked by that statement, and a bit uncomfortable at the notion for he didn't really know what to do, Ultra Magnus shook his head. "No, I... Ah."
Rodimus pulled at his wrists, but the blue mech wouldn't let go. His cheeks grew to a deep shade of crimson. "Let go," Rodimus commanded. "Are you not enjoying this?"
The truth was he was enjoying this, however, probably a bit too much. He did not want to ruin the moment.
"Are you having fun?" Rodimus said with concern. "You are running hot. You're moaning at my actions. What are you so embarrassed about?"
"Um... Erg," Ultra Magnus muttered but couldn't form words.
"Then let my hands go," Rodimus demanded once again. "Give in to me Magnus. Let me show you pleasure. Let me show you a good time." Ultra Magnus just sat there with a blank stare. "Do you want me to stop?" The blue mech shook his head no. "Then let me go. I'll make you feel real good."
With a sigh, Ultra Magnus released his grip on the other's wrist and closed his optics as the other mech's hands sunk further down. The moment he'd been dreading arrived. He felt Rodimus's hands graze across his now fully pressurized spike.
"What's this?" Rodimus teased as he ran his fingertips over the spike.
"S-Sorry!" Ultra Magnus spurted as he tried to pull himself away. Rodimus just laughed.
"Well well, what have we got here?" Rodimus spoke as he continued to touch the spike. "I knew you were enjoying it." He palmed the large spike and slowly pumped his hand from the base to the tip. "Is this what you were shy about?" Ultra Magnus shook his head yes. "Hmmmm. There's nothing to be shy about Magnus. You have such a big, thick spike." He smiled lewdly, then placed a kiss on a reddened cheek. "No, nothing to be shy about at all."
Ultra Magnus couldn't help but to let a moan out as his most sensitive spot was caressed. It felt so different having someone else touch his spike; not that he touched his spike much, but there were rare occasions in which self-servicing himself was needed. Rodimus's touches felt as if they shot electric current through his body, and he felt it all the way up to his spark.
"Magnus."
The blue bot shot open his optics and saw his captain biting his lip while staring at him.
"Touch me," Rodimus demanded. Ultra Magnus froze. "I won't bite. Well, unless you want me to." Ultra Magnus's eyes grew wide. "Ok ok, I won't bite, party pooper. But I would like to feel you hands rub over me."
With the slightest nod yes, Ultra Magnus bashfully placed his hands upon the other's thighs. His fingers gently messaged them, and Rodimus gleefully moaned. However, Ultra Magnus didn't know what would be appropriate to touch, and he was fearful to displease the other mech.
"Stop being so shy," Rodimus chuckled and grabbed the bigger mech's hands and guided them to his waist. "Where ever you wish to explore is fair game." With that said, Rodimus returned his hands to the large spike; one hand fondled the tip while the other traced down the shaft.
Blue hands traced the contour of the slim mech, fingers dipping into seems and touching sensitive wires where they could. He traced his palms over the broad, yellow chest and smiled upon hearing Rodimus's cooling fans click on and seeing the red and yellow mech half-lid his optics in pleasure.
"Feels...wonderful," Rodimus purred as he leaned into the touch. The hands circled around on his chest, tracing the sleek metal surface to where it joined his neck. Sensitive wires were rubbed, and Rodimus canted his head allowing the other more access all while lovingly looking into Magnus's optics and giving a hint of a smile. The hand then cupped the other's cheek and drawn the bot forward to meet up with his in a slow, passionate kiss.
Rodimus loved every second of it. His cooling fans clicked on; their steady hum broke the silence in the room. He scoot himself forward and pressed himself against the bigger mech's body and broke away from the kiss, only to trail some down the other's face and to his neck, where he nipped at the cables. Not only that, the sports car began to grind his crotch into Magnus's chubby belly.
Ultra Magnus sputtered when he thought he felt something slide against his belly. Upon opening his optics and seeing Rodimus with half-lidded optics and his mouth o'ed in a silent moan, he knew what he felt was right. His expression must have shown on his face for Rodimus shrugged, sat back in his lap, and let his hands disappear within the warm oil.
"Come now, you can't have all the fun," Rodimus chuckled as he palmed his spike to rub against the larger blue one. Grinding his hips again and clasping both his hands around the two spikes the best he could, he rubbed the spikes together. The feeling of the notches and groves of their plating rubbing against one another felt good. And it sure was reving Ultra Magnus up. His hips bucked along with the slow and steady rhythm Rodimus set up, and his mouth gaped open, cycling cool air in and huffing the hot air out.
"You like feeling my spike rub against yours?" Rodimus huskily asked.
"Y... Yes," Ultra Magnus weakly answered while he sank his hands down the red mech's sides, eventually coming to rest at his hips. Eager for more contact and a faster pace, Ultra Magnus guided those hips with his hands to rock faster. Rodimus smirked and bucked his hips a bit faster as his fingers traced along the spikes; he graced his spike gently along the top side while the bigger spike was tickled underneath.
All was going well until a loud growl broke up the action.
"S-sorry!" Ultra Magnus whined and placed a hand on his grumbling belly. "Excuse me..."
"Hmmm... Looks like someone is still hungry." Rodimus replied, let go of their spikes and stood to get up. It was a shock when a pair of hands grabbed hold of his hips and pulled him back down.
"No..." Ultra Magnes pleaded more than asked. "Never mind that..." His bit his lips as he cheeks flushed. "I'd rather continue on here... If that is alright."
"Wow!" Rodimus faked being shocked. "Did I just hear that right?" He planted a quick kiss onto Magnus's lips and did his best to ignore how the larger bot was trying to aggressively kiss him back. "Don't worry, we are not done." He stood up after he pried Magnus's grip off of his hips and climbed out of the tub.
"Rodimus..." Ultra Magnus whimpered, but the red and yellow mech did not even stop. Instead, he went to a cubby of the private room, opened up the door and retrieved something and was fiddling around with it, but the blue bot couldn't see.
"I thought you might get the munchies, so I made sure to call ahead to make sure they gave us some treats," Rodimus said as he revealed a bag of energon hard candy. "So, you got a favorite flavor?" Rodimus asked as he dumped the entire bag on the table. "We got mint, hmm, the red must be the spicy one, and the yellow I believe is tangy. That means the orange one must be a sweet one."
"I.. Ah, don't really care," Ultra Magnus replied. "You choose one."
"Good idea," Rodimus lewdly smiled as he chose one and began to unwrap it. "It will be much more fun to have you guess which it is." Once he finished unwrapping the treat; he quirked a brow at the blue bot, walked in front of the table, and instead of holding it out for Magnus to take, the red mech spread his legs, popped open his valve cover, and slipped the candy inside himself. "Come on you big hungry mech, eat up!"
A/n- yeah, gonna split the chapter up. Can't say how long the last chapter will be, but it will be worth it! Hope you all are liking it so far!