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Unfortunate Circumstance: A Night to Remember

Megatron walked into Soundwaves labs. Immediately, he sat inside a big chair with straps up and down the arm rests. Megatron growled at Soundwave. "Let's get this done."

Soundwave nodded. He expertly tied Megatron down into the chair. After that, he took out a plug from his chest plate. It slithered on its own into Megatron's neck interface. Soundwave informed Megatron, "Integrating. Systems are operating at high levels. Syncing."

Soundwave gently sent a signal into Megatron's CPU. "Accessing data core."

Megatron's frame jerked in the chair. "Deeper!"

Soundwave nodded. "Accessing memory files."

Megatron twisted in his seat. His CPU flashed warnings about an intrusion, but Megatron pushed them aside. He needed to know. He needed to remember!

White blinding lines of code burst into his vision. Megatron roared.

File access: Complete.

Megatron staggered into the command center, managing somehow to make it to his throne at the center. It took him a klick to realize he wasn't alone.

Thundercracker hid a small smile behind his datapad. "Can I help you?"

Megatron growled out, "Those Pit spawned glitches. They should be thankful I let them live." His optics zeroed in on the mech before him. "Why are you here and not out there, soldier?"

Thundercracker shrugged, "Someone's got to watch the monitors, and I'm not a big partier myself, sir."

Megatron grimaced. "To noble to partake in the spoils of war?"

Thundercracker shook his head. "No sir, I shall partake." He held up a high grade cube he had beside him. "I just prefer to celebrate in private."

Megatron stared at Thundercracker for a beat. The blue seeker figured the overcharged warrior simply needed more time than usual to process his words. Thundercracker went back to his datapad, figuring the conversation was over.

A small click was caught on Thundercracker's audios. He looked up to see what was going on, and found the gray mech getting up to stomp towards him. It dawned on Thundercracker that the click was the lock to the doors.

"My lord," Thundercracker dropped his datapad to try and back away, "please, I didn't mean to offend you."

"Be silent." Megatron gripped the mech's wrist. "I require no words from you."

Thundercracker sucked in air through his intakes. He attempted to struggle out of Megatron's hold, but he wouldn't allow it. With a harsh tug, Thundercracker went forward.

Megatron kissed him.

Thundercracker froze in his embrace. Megatron deepened the kiss, tilting the blue seeker's head back. Thundercracker hesitantly returned the kiss. Megatron groaned into his mouth. Thundercracker broke the kiss first. "I don't think you want me, Lord Megatron."

Megatron glared down at him. "And who is it I would want?"

Thundercracker flinched. "Another perhaps? Possibly of similar design but red and blue?" Thundercracker disentangled himself from Megatron's hold. "Am I right?"

Megatron clenched his hands. He bared his denta. "Do you honestly think I'd choose that traitorous wretch for a berth warmer?"

Thundercracker slowly backed away. "I meant no insult."

Megatron crossed the distance between them in two strides. "Do you intend to run away, Thundercracker?"

The blue seeker turned away. "You're overcharged. You'll regret your choice when you sober up."

"Regret?" Megatron gripped Thundercracker's wing to turn him around. Thundercracker let out a cry, but Megatron ignored it. "I don't regret anything, Thundercracker." He got in close. "Least of all spending the night with you."

Thundercracker stared at Megatron in amazement.

Megatron trailed his hands down Thundercracker's wings, soothing the ache he just caused. "Come here." Megatron kissed Thundercracker again, this time grabbing hold of the seeker's aft before lifting him onto the console. Megatron nipped, tugged, and played with his lips. The leader's hand roamed all over the seeker's form, pulling armor at the seams to get to the inner circuitry.

Once again, Thundrcracker pulled his mouth away and pushed in futile desperation at Megatron's shoulders. "I'm not worthy."

"I am your leader." Megatron slammed their hips together. "And I say you are."

Thundercracker cried out, "But, my lord-!"

Megatron growled out. "Submit." He slammed their chests together. He sent a burst of his spark energy into Thundercracker. The blue seeker keened. Megatron latched his teeth onto his captive's neck cables.

Thundercracker trembled in his hold. "I need…Please, I…" Thundercracker's chestplates split.

Megatron pounced on his prey. Thundercracker could only squirm underneath the large form atop his. He felt the hands slowly conquering every square inch of his form.

"Sir, ah! Sir, that feels-!" Thundercracker rolled his helm to the side.

Megatron tasted the tender cords in the captive's neck, biting at sensitive fuel lines. He loved the sharp cries coming from Thundercracker's vocalizer.

"That's right." Megatron hissed out. "Mine."

Thundercracker felt the hands continuing their heated course in caressing, denting, and demanding satisfaction.

Thundercracker whined, "I don't think-I can't-!"

Thundercracker felt his pelvic plating buck against the other's. Megatron growled next to his audio receptors. "Yes, you can." Megatron took a hand down to explore the golden spark below him.

At this point, Thundercracker was a hot mess of electrified circuits. Just when he thought he couldn't get any hotter, Megatron opened his own chest. Thundercracker stared in awe at the pulsing red orb.

Thundercracker's optics locked onto Megatron's. With a sudden determination in his optics, the blue seeker proclaimed, "I need you."

Megatron chuckled. "And so you'll have me."

The rough slam knocked Thundercracker into the console. The seeker's hips were held in place by Megatron's strong hands. Thundercracker pawed at his leader's shoulder plating, trying to get some leverage. Megatron didn't seem to notice or care about the seeker's movements. He simply focused on the burn of his spark entwined with the seeker's. He sent a strong pulse into Thundercracker, making the seeker scream.

Their shared overload surged through them. Thundercracker's clicked something at him in seeker cant, but Megatron didn't catch it. The warlord held the seeker close, keeping the overload going as long as he could. When the pulses returned to normal, Megatron carefully extracted his spark.

Thundercracker stayed on the console. His cooling fans were running fast. Megatron smirked at his sated partner.

Thundercracker's optics began to leak. "Yours were down, too."

Megatron gently wiped the coolant from the seeker's optics. "Yes."

"Why?"

Megatron leaned down as he closed his chestplates. "You said you needed me." Megatron stole another kiss. "I decided I needed you."

Thundercracker attempted to sit up. "I don't understand."

"You don't need to." Megatron lifted Thundercracker off the console, setting him back into his seat. "Just feel it."

Thundercracker shuttered his optics. He smiled when he felt it. Thundercracker stared at his bondmate. "Are you sure?"

Megatron nodded.

Thundercracker leaned back in his chair. He picked up his forgotten high grade. With a small smile he said, "To forever." And downed it.

Megatron came back to the present with a sharp jerk. Soundwave told him, "Memory files restored."

"Thank you, Soundwave." Megatron grinned. "It's time I take back what's mine."

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