Ultra Magnus didn't know if he should be grossed out or turned on. Why would Rodimus shove candy up his valve? However, he answered himself: it was pretty damn hot. He stood up and climbed out of the hot oil bath and grimaced at how wet he was getting the floor. He was making a mess! He shook his helm and returned his focus on Rodimus, no matter how much the wet floor bothered him.
Walking over to the table, Ultra Magnus glanced at his captain. "This won't do," He muttered and the red mech showed a mad, then confused look. Ultra Magnus just chuckled as he grabbed the other mech under his armpits and lifted him up on the table. He got to his knees and his face was lined up better with the port. "Much better."
Rodimus laughed, spread his legs, and rotated his valve forward. Placing both hands on the bigger mech's helm, he guided the other to what he wanted. He gasped upon feeling the other's lips lightly brush against his port. When a tongue lightly traced around the rim, the red and yellow mech sighed.
Ultra Magnus just hoped he was doing a good job. He wasn't oblivious on what do, but he had to admit that he was really rusty. When he ran his tongue over the pot, he tasted the spiciness of the chosen candy buried inside. He licked his tongue over again, and then slipped it inside before pulling back. "I should have known you'd pick the spicy one."
"Hmmm?" Rodimus moaned as he half lidded his eyes. "Why so?"
"Just suits you."
"Ah. SO, I'm spicy?" Rodimus grinned and guided the mech's head back to his valve.
Ultra Magnus complied, sucking and licking at the spicy fluids. His cooling fans clicked on and he slipped a finger inside the valve in hopes of retieving the candy.
"AHh-AH!" Rodimus snapped and pulled the intruding finger out. "No cheating!" Ultra Magnus frowned and lent back on his pedes. "Oh my," Rodimus cooed and flicked his brow. "Looks like you need some attention, hmm?"
Ultra Magnus blushed. His spike throbbed with excitement and even dripped some fluid from the tip. Rodimus nudged him back and hopped off the table. He beckoned the blue mech to follow him. Ultra Magnus was led to a stoop that overlooked a scenic view.
"Lay down," Rodimus spoke. "I know it's not meant for someone your size, but just hang your legs off the side."
Ultra Magnus did as he was told, thankful the sitting area was at least padded. Rodimus crawled next to him and straddled himself over his face to the blue mech was once again looking at his dripping port. He felt the sports car's hands knead at his belly before giving a firm slap.
Ultra Magnus grimaced at the pain and was about to bark out his discomfort, but the red mech leant down and began licking at where he slapped. The rumble of the captian's engines vibrated against his chest and upon feeling his partner travel downward, Ultra Magnus didn't voice his complaint.
"This way, we both can feel good," Rodimus chirped before he took the tip of the spike within his mouth.
Ultra Magnus's eye lit up and he revved his engine. Primus, Rodimus' mouth on his cock felt so good. The way the other mech swirled his tongue around the tip while his fingers danced along the shaft felt so good. However, the hips above them wiggled and pressed down along with a needy whine coming from his partner. The blue mech sighed, gave into the demands, and resumed licking at the other's valve. This time, however, he was going to take his time with giving the other what he wanted.
He started with gently licking his way up the seam of his captain's inner thigh. He took his time and enjoyed the shiver his partner let out. When he eventually made it to the leg joint, he let his tongue drag along the exposed wires, even dared to nip gently.
"Ah... M-magnus..." Rodimus gasped under his breath in between licking at the ready spike.
Ultra Magnus didn't give in. He was going to make him suffer first. Rubbing his hands up the thighs, blue fingers rubbed in circles and slowly worked their way up. Upon reaching the hips, Magnus's hands guided those hips to roll over his face, guiding his tongue along the underside of the sport's car's hips, but never touching the valve.
Rodimus let out a whine and attempted to rock his valve to the bigger mech's mouth, but the hands gripping his aft held fast. "You're enjoying this, aren't you," Rodimus grumbled to himself. He gave up his resistance and focused on licking at the spike in front of him. After swirling his mouth around the tip, he opened his mouth wide and slipped the spike inside his mouth. It was a tight squeeze, but Rodimus managed as long as he took it slow. With what his mouth couldn't cover, Rodimus used his hands to caress and pump.
Blinking a few times, Ultra Magnus took deep breaths as he swore he saw stars. Feeling the warmness engulf his spike and Rodimus's engines that were now rumbling upon his body felt so good. He pulled the hips above him down closer and began to lick the edges of the opened panel a few times before mouthing along the outside of the valve's folds. His hands wound around the hips and began groping the aft as he ever so slowly began to lick closer to the valve. Rodimus was moaning and grinding his hips all the while in an attempt to get what he wanted.
"Magnus..." Rodimus pleaded. "You... Know what..AH... I want..."
"What?" Ultra Magnus answered as he grinned to himself. He knew what the other wanted. However, he wanted to make him work for it. Kinda like payback for all the times the younger mech pressed his buttons. "What could you possibly want?"
"Stop... Playing around," Rodimus huffed and ran his tongue up the other's spike.
"Do I ever play around?"
"Well, you must be starting today," Rodimus growled and tried to push his valve to the other's licking tongue.
"I can assure you, Rodimus, that I, of all mechs, am not playing around." Ultra Magnus ran his tongue closer to the valve but stopped just short of the outer node.
"Primus! Magnus!" Rodimus shouted. "I don't like to be teased like this!"
"Really? Your spike repressurized, I think that says otherwise," Ultra Magnus replied. "Don't be shy," Rodimus growled at his own words now being used against him. "Why don't you... Ah... Go back to what you were doing, Roddy."
With a defeated sigh, Rodimus placed the tip the blue cock back in his mouth. Ultra Magnus took a second to smile to himself. As much as he'd hate to admit it, it was kind of fun getting the other mech all worked up. But, in the end, he had his fun. Might as well give him what he wanted. Licking his lips, he pushed them to the needy valve and slowly traced them along the outer folds a few times. He was rewarded with a vibrating sensation on his spike as Rodimus moaned. Wishing more of it, Ultra Magnus pressed the other's hips firmly on his face and ran another slow lick along the rim. On the next pass, he ran the tongue gently over the valve. He felt Rodimus groan with his mouth full of his spike.
Still using slow licks, Ultra Magnus shifted the hips above him back and focused his attention on the front outer node. At first, he merely brushed his lips over the sensitive node. Then he gently sucked the nub between his lips. Finally, using his lips, he isolated the node from the valve folds and gave it a slow but firm lick. Upon hearing his partner's moans and fans clicking higher, the blue mech quickened the pace; his tongue pressed harder as it played with the node.
Not satisfied with the sports car's reaction, Ultra Magnus released one hand from the hips and slid it passed the aft until a digit gently swept across the valve. Upon tracing the outer rim, the finger tip was gently pressed in. Any doubts Magnus may have had about performing this action were eased upon Rodimus both releasing the cock from his mouth to cry out a loud moan and his hips pressing down upon the invading digit.
With his lips and tongue still busy, Ultra Magnus gently pressed his finger in deeper. He took his time, not wanting to rush. The valve, while slick with lubricant, was rather tight. Even though the actions of Rodimus' hips pushing down encouraging more, Ultra Magnus wanted to take his time stretching out the tight port. The finger was ever so slightly swirled around and then retreated out some. Rodimus whined, and Ultra Magnus did his best grumble while his mouth was still occupied with the outer node.
The finger pressed back inside, and much to Rodimus' joy, the finger pressed in deeper. The action of swirling and then retreating to only be pressed in further continued on until the entire length of the digit was consumed by the valve.
"Magnus..." Rodimus hissed as he began to rock his hips, but the finger only withdrew. "P..PLease..."
"Get up," Ultra Magnus said and slapped at the other's aft.
"But..." Rodimus whined. "I really want you inside me..."
"Rodimus," Ultra Magnus firmly said as he quickly lifted the other's backside up and over to the side. "I don't know if that was a demand or the world's worst crying." Rodimus pouted as he pushed himself off of the bigger mech and watched his partner sit up on the edge of the makeshift birth. "But... You can't just leave me like this..."
"Who says I was?" Ultra Magnus said as he gestured for the red and yellow mech to sit on his lap, who eagerly hopped on. "Well, if there's enough room for you..."
"Plenty," Rodimus cooed as he pressed himself against the squishy belly and snuck a kiss to the others lips. "Now, about what you where doing..."
"Still have no patience I see," Ultra Magnus teased while the other bot had grabbed his hand and lead it back to the valve.
"You have no idea how long I've waited," Rodimus said.
Ultra Magnus watched his partner's pleasured expression as he slipped a digit inside the wet valve again. He wasted no time in introducing a second digit, but took his time working it in. The digits would gently scissor at the tightly gripping port, swirl around, retreat some only to gently slide back in to repeat the process; all the while Rodimus moaned and grinded his hips. A third finger was dipped in and gently worked into the mix.
M-Magnus..." Rodimus moaned and pushed at the bigger bot. "Lay back..."
"Are you sure you're ready?"
"Lay back!" Rodimus demanded and gave a sturdy shove. The blue mech laid back but brought the other down with him.
"Go slow... " Ultra Magnus whispered between kisses. "Don't rush it... Don't want to hurt you..."
Rodimus gave a crooked grin and pushed himself up to straddle the bigger mech. He guided the spike's tip to his valve and gently pressed the tip in. Even with all the prepping, it was still a tight fit. When Rodimus attempted to sink himself down, a blue pair of hands caught him.
"Rodimus..."
"Ah- I like feeling the burn of my valve being stretched-"
"Please..." Ultra Magnus pleaded. "Just... Take it easy... For me?"
Rodimus bit his lip and blushed, but shook his head yes. With a more gently motion, he sank upon the spike, taking the time to glance at the larger mech. The other bot's eyes were half lidded as he licked at his lips. "Feel good?" Ultra Magnus nodded his helm and let his hands message at Rodimus's waist.
The tightness of the valve never released as it crept further down the spike. Truth be told, Ultra Magnus had to tell his lover to slow down or he would have lost himself in that warm, slick port too quickly. It also didn't seem to help that Rodimus seemed to know exactly what to do: rotating his hips and thrusting them forward- the sensation on his spike felt incredible. Rodimus took his time, giving both his valve and his partner time to adjust.
"Ya ready?" Rodimus huskily asked after a little. He didn't really give a choice for he lifted himself up in a slow but steady motion only to quickly slam himself down.
"P-Primus, Rodimus!" Ultra Magnus gasped.
"Feel's good, don't it?" the red and yellow mech lewdly replied with a grin. He continued to lift himself up and slide down while lubricant leaked from his valve. "You just let me take *ah* care of you..."
"I don't need to... Be taken care of," Ultra Magnus groaned out and pulled Rodimus down on him. If the smaller mech was ready to go, so was he. Placing one of his pedes on the edge of the berth and wrapping an arm around his smaller lover, Ultra Magnus quickly thrust himself deep within the port. Rodimus cried out, hands grasping madly as he reveled in the sensation.
"Ah... Th-that's it.." Rodimus gasped and pushed his hips down upon each thrust. "AH...I- " Nothing that came out of his mouth made any sense; it was just a bunch of moans and mutters.
"Heh...Don't tell... Don't tell me that *THIS* is all Ah..I need to do to get... You to shut up..." Ultra Magnus tried to tease. And Rodimus tried to glare, but both failed miserably.
Instead, the pair just continued their actions: hips thrusting up while the other set slammed down. Rodimus's valve began to quiver, and pushing himself down one last time, he cried out as he rocked his hips. With a final clasp, the red and yellow mech cried out his overload. Not forgetting about his partner, Rodimus rolled his hips, and with very little encouragement, Ultra Magnus groaned, gave a final thrust, and released himself as well.
Both mechs collapsed, panting wildly to catch their breath. Who would have guessed this night would have happened? Ultra Magnus never would have guessed, not in a million years that he would have fragged his captain. He was sure there was a rule against it, but seeing Rodimus lovingly look into his optics pushed the thought from his mind.
"Feeling relaxed?" Rodimus lazily asked as he traced patterns on the bigger mech's chest.
"Yes," Ultra Magnus replied. "Surprisingly so."
"Surprisingly? Really?" Rodimus questioned. "Come on, you know I can always make you feel better."
"Rodimus-"
"Anytime you feel the tiniest bit stressed, I can relief it for ya-" Rodimus pouted. "Hang on, getting a comm." He sat up. "Yeah? Just fine. What do you mean? Yeah yeah, he's fine. Oh... Oh really?" Rodimus raked his optics over Ultra Magnus' body. "So I see. How is Wheeljack? Really?" Rodimus laughed. "Ah... Well, Ok I guess... But it can wait right?" His mouth turned down in one of his world famous pouts. "Just the night! Come on...we are supposed to be having a night off! Just a few more hours then? One hour? OKAY! FINE, I hear ya loud and clear Ratchet, no need to shout. Ok. Alright! Fine! Bye."
"Everything ok? Ultra Magnus asked.
Rodimus grimaced. "We have to get back to the ship."
"Why? What's wrong?" Ultra Magnus spoke with worry.
"Eh.. Relax, we got some time," Rodimus gave a naughty grin. "Enough time for another round I'd say." Ultra Magnus shot him a glare. "OK, ok. Primus you sound as bad as Ratchet."
"What's going on? Is the ship under attack?" Ultra Magnus questioned as he lifted the smaller mech off his lap and stood up.
"No. Apparently, it wasn't just you who got the bad case of the munchies," Rodimus said, giving the other's round belly a slap. "That explosion in Wheeljack's lab, well, must have had something to do with your increased appetite." Rodimus couldn't help but to laugh.
"What happened? Wait, do I really want to know?" Ultra Magnus asked.
"Wheeljack went down to the mess hall for a snack, and polished off a good chunk of our rations," Rodimus barked between laughter.
"What? That's not funny!" Ultra Magnus complained. "We'll have to pick up some more." His stomach let out a growl.
"I don't think we'd make it back to the ship if I let you loose in the food market, Magnus." Rodimus joked as he gathered up the bag of candies and tossed them to the bigger mech. "Besides, someone else can go shopping. You have another date with Ratchet. Luckily, with Perceptor's help, they found an antidote or something." With a sly smirk on his face, Rodimus rubbed his hands over the other's chubby belly. "Although, I wouldn't object if you refused to take it."
"Rodimus," Ultra Magnus put up his hand to argue, but just shook his head. "Come on. We have to get going."
"I know, I know," Rodimus complained. "And I didn't even get to finish m night out with you."
"There was more?" Ultra Magnus questioned.
"Hells yeah! That was just the beginning!" Rodimus chirped. "But I guess you'll have to take a rain check for the rest."
Ultra Magnus let out a sigh as he held the door open for his captain. Just what did he get himself into?
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Was a long time tgo finish this longer story- hope you all liked!