Author's note. Written by me and the-writing-mew.
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Optimus sighed heavily as he sat on his berth, trying to summon the energy to begin packing but so far failing. All his hopes and dreams, they seemed completely ruined now. Instead of being a commander, he was now going to be the mate of the Decepticon warlord, little more than a trophy no doubt, a tribute.
Right now, all he could imagine that involved was hanging onto the Decepticon leader's arm, interfacing with him and baring him Sparklings. It was probably a little more complicated than that but that's what it felt like at the moment. Pit, this was so depressing.
"What am I going to do?" he murmured to himself.
Perhaps he could go to the shooting range and have a quick round before packing up. That might take his processor off things and help him relax a bit, he wasn't sure if he'd ever be allowed to handle a weapon again as Megatron's bonded. So heaving himself to his feet, he grabbed his issued blaster and headed for the door. But just as he opened it, he found himself face to face with the very Mech he did not want to see.
Megatron's face showed mild surprise, he'd been about to ping the door when it had opened. But his surprise soon melted into a smile and he said smoothly.
"Going somewhere, Optimus?"
"Uh," Optimus said, completely thrown by the sudden appearance of his intended. "I uh...I was just...going to get a little shooting practice in before I...pack."
It was hard not to grimace at that last bit.
"Really?" Megatron said with interest. "You practice a lot?"
Optimus nodded dumbly.
"I would be very interested to see you in action sometime," Megatron mused before. "You don't need to worry about your things, they will be collected later."
"I haven't packed them properly yet," Optimus pointed out, he'd barely made a start.
Megatron smiled at him and said.
"That does not matter, someone else can do that for you, they won't leave anything behind. You must come with me now, we have much to discuss before our bonding."
"But..." He tried once he saw Megatron offering him his arm to guide him somewhere...who knows where.
"What?" The other said silkily making Optimus flinch. Was this mech in some kind of hurry for bonding?
"I...uhh... I thought that I could go and..." The younger tried watching Megatron smirk at him.
"Later, little one, later you will have the chance to prove me how deadly you truly are," He practically purred offering him his arm again and causing a wave of nausea in Optimus.
It was as if this mech wanted to...eat him!
As if for Megatron he was a rare and exotic plate of the most refined fuel that he just ordered and couldn't wait for the right moment to devour it...to devour him!
Optimus paled with that simple but way too complicated thought.
Megatron noticed his lack of reactions and paling face and frowned in worry before reaching for him and held him by his shoulders so he could see his face.
"Optimus?" He tried but the other was unresponsive, shocked. Then looked down at his hand and the gun he held before taking it from the unresponsive and now cold hand and put it on furniture near the door. But still the tri-coloured mech wasn't responding so he tried something else. "Come on," The warlord said taking his lax, unresponsive arm and put it in his own... However Optimus still looked like he couldn't move.
Megatron grunted and grimaced. This time he tried something new, he put his hand around Optimus' waist and took the little Prime's other hand with his free one...that allowed him...them to walk.
"See? Not so hard. I know you must be as excited as I am," Megatron said noticing how his little mate-to be shook against his frame.
"Excited?" Optimus repeated in a whisper before swallowing. "I uh...guess so."
Megatron glanced at him as they walked before asking.
"Are you a little nervous?"
Optimus swallowed before nodding dumbly. Nervous was a better word than excited, much better. Although terrified would probably be more accurate.
Megatron smiled sympathy before saying.
"Don't worry, I'll look after you. You need not fear our bonding."
"What happens during a Decepticon bonding?" Optimus couldn't help but ask. Surely there must be some differences between Autobot and Decepticon bonds.
This seemed to please Megatron who was glad his mate to be was interested.
"It's quite simple," he said conversationally as they walked along the corridor, occasionally passing bots who stared at them.
"We go to a bonding chamber and join our sparks together before interfacing, spending the night together."
Optimus stared at him, was that it?
"You...you don't say vows or anything?" he said in amazement.
Megatron chuckled and said. "We don't go for a lot of ceremony but we usually have a celebration afterwards. If you desire, we could say vows then."
Optimus didn't want to think, this wasn't how he imagined bonding. Even though he hadn't planned to do it so soon, he'd always had a vague idea of how it would go. He'd find a bot he liked and who liked him back, they'd court, make plans and then bond. But the bonding would involve a proper ceremony surrounded by friends and an official bot who would oversee their vows together. And only when the party was over, would the couple retire to private chambers to join their sparks and interface.
"So," he croaked. "We're going to bond now?"
"We are," Megatron agreed, very much looking forward to it. Soon this beautiful little Mech would all be his.
Optimus thought he might faint at these words but he forced his feet to keep walking.
"Do your duty," he thought to himself. "You don't want others to get hurt; this is for the benefit of Cybertron. Just do your duty, don't think about anything else."
As they reached a shuttle, Megatron directed Optimus ahead of him, whispering softly.
"I will give you pleasure you've never experienced before."
Optimus shivered and miraculously or automatically his legs took him forwards.
'Primus...' He prayed in his mind... This mech was in even more of a hurry to take him than he thought...that was scary...creepy...terrifying...
A normal mech in his situation would have either run away or cried and fainted...and he wished he could do that...just that he wasn't a normal mech with the luxury of curling against the washrack's wall and crying his optics out like a scared sparkling. It just was not an option...
...no, he couldn't do that no matter how much his body demanded him to do so.
He already felt so weak against this powerful mech's frame that pushed him towards a seat, and once he sat Megatron sat down next him too, took his hand in his and guided it towards his lips, kissing it softly.
Optimus felt his energon run cold and this time couldn't fight the utter fear that invaded him...
...he fainted.
Megatron on-lined his optics once the hand he had in his suddenly grows heavy and he looked at his intended in mild confusion...
...that soon transformed into deep and hot lust.
That beautiful face that begged for a kiss everywhere...those perfect lips that practically demanded to be ravished! He closed and tightened his legs, feeling his spike growing hot and hard... He could take him now...but first he wanted a kiss.
Reaching forwards he took that beauty's face softly and off-lined his optics when his face was close to the other and inhaled, taking in his sweetly delicious scent first and closed the distance...
The warlord moaned at the feeling of soft and perfect lips against his own and couldn't help but lick softly the lower lip savouring the mech he lusted after. His temperature rose and now with both hands he was taking Optimus' head, tilting it up so his mouth opened and Megatron had free access to explore, however...
Optimus on-lined his optics suddenly and almost choked in shock at what he was being witness of...or better said, victim of.
With wide optics and a force he didn't know he possessed pushed Megatron away from him and screamed in shock.
"GAH! What the frag!?" Optimus exclaimed. Somehow he could still feel Megatron's tongue against his own as if it was still ravishing his mouth.
Megatron panted for air, still in a hazy state...his mate tasted delicious, even better than what he imagined...and he is strong! ...he liked him more now.
"I'm sorry if I startled you, little one, I just couldn't stop myself and had to get my first bite of you...you, the one that tastes the sweetest..." Dreamily Megatron stated and reached towards Optimus, trying to kiss him again.
But Optimus was resisting and struggling with him, he didn't want to be kissed or kiss. It seemed when Megatron wanted something, he gets it!
"No! Stop it!" Optimus demanded wrestling with the stronger mech and moving his head from side to side in order to avoid this mech's attacks. "What are you doing?! Stop!"
"I just want to kiss you, let me kiss you... I think I've become addicted already...!" Megatron panted unable to get those escaping kissable lips and so he licked and sucked at Optimus' neck instead causing the other to yelp and shiver.
"No, please don't, not here! You- you want to do it here?! You want to bond in here, in the ship, in front of everyone?!" Optimus tried utterly horrified and embarrassed at the idea.
Megatron stopped in his assaults and looked down at the Prime, passionate crimson meeting horrified blue... The warlord couldn't help at that and throw his head back and laughed hard.
"What's so funny?! Is this how you Decepticons do it?!" Optimus exclaimed demanding an answer as the other continued laughing. A deep shade of pink appeared in his light blue faceplates.
"Oh, my sweet Optimus, you're too cute when embarrassed," Megatron said reaching down again and took the other's head in his hands and kissed him on the forehead before the other could react.
"Wh- what?" stuttered Optimus.
"If you want to, we can do it now, I have no problems with that..." Megatron purred seductively gaining a wide and even more horrified gaze from his mate-to be. "However, I do prefer to do it in privacy, that way I can let my imagination to run free...," He chuckled darkly, eyeing Optimus' body completely and smirking devilishly as the other tried to cover himself from his roaming optics.
"Y-you 'cons d-do it i-in p-public?" Optimus barely stuttered.
Megatron sat back on his seat next and tried to take his hand only to be denied as the other used it to shield himself. "There was a time," He started. "Yes, in which the rulers had to bond in public, in front of all their people, that was a way of ensuring the bond was sealed and...to make sure the queen was a virgin."
Optimus gasped at that, but Megatron continued. "With time we left behind those customs and even the idea that the queen needed to be a virgin; as long as the king wants the other and this one can bare him with heirs, there is no problem with that...even better if the queen has experience, don't you think?" Megatron said and Optimus nodded quickly.
"There are still some mechs who like to do it in public, but just for exhibitionism or...because they want to prove themselves and show the others how good they are. That is the case of the seekers...those glitches even mastered the art of interface while flying," Megatron chuckled and shook his head as if remembering something.
Optimus looked at him shocked as if not believing that such things happened...or was still processing it.
"But as I said... I prefer privacy...however, that can change with one word from you..." The warlord said this learning closer Optimus again...too close for his taste.
"NO!" Optimus yelped before saying it more calmly. "I mean, I too prefer privacy m-my lord."
"Whatever you wish," Megatron half sighed. As he said, he preferred a little bit of privacy but if his mate had wanted to do it in publicly, he would have been more than happy to indulge him. Because he really wanted to show off his beautiful queen to his forces and beyond and at some point he would, especially when Optimus became sparked up.
"I do," Optimus said earnestly, he could not bear it if others were watching as he was forced to bond to Megatron.
"Ah well," Megatron said with a smile. "It'll be easier to relax with just the two of us. At least you'll understand if you ever see Seekers making fools of themselves in the air."
Optimus nodded dumbly, this was true enough.
"T-the others...I mean other Autobots won't know about that," he said softly. "I...take it many Seekers will settle here?"
"They will but we won't overwhelm Cybertron. We have many planets in our empire now and Autobots will be able to travel to those now and settle. But I take your point; I must make sure my new subjects are educated on our customs."
He smiled and raised Optimus's hand for another kiss.
"I picked the prefect mate," he said softly.
Optimus bit his lip and looked away. He desperately wished Megatron had not picked him but unless the larger Mech suddenly changed his mind, there was nothing he could do. Megatron had placed his hand upon his knee and was lightly squeezing it. A sidelong glance told Optimus that his intended was gazing at him lustfully but it appeared that Megatron was holding himself back for the time being. Unfortunately, once they reached Megatron's quarters that would all change.
"Ultra Magnus was very concerned for you," Megatron abruptly said, making Optimus look sharply at him.
"What?" he said, although he had heard him.
Megatron nodded and said.
"He wanted to make sure that I would treat you right, I was almost offended at the suggestion that I might not. As your mate, it is my duty to take care of you and ensure that you're happy. And while we integrate the Cybertron and its colonies into my empire, I will court you properly."
He smiled widely and said. "You will love me as much as I'm going to love you."
Optimus offered him a quick and unsure smile before looking away again losing the sight of Megatron smiling at him sweetly. His hand was still trapped in the big brute's one and when he tried to recover it, it was denied.
Megatron had his optics off-lined and a dreamily smile on his lips...or entire face. Optrimus tried to pull again his hand free from the other but now the hold tightened and the other's thumb was caressing his hand softly.
Any other mech would have declared it as a lost cause, but not Optimus who was now insistently and strongly pulling his limb. Megatron noticed.
"Can I hold at least your hand, little one?" He said without on-lining his optics making him unable to see Optimus' annoyed frown.
"I...uhh...you can have all of me later, my lord...but... I wish my hand was free now," The younger tried as he continued trying to set his limb free.
"Hmmm...true... But still, I want to feel you, if you don't mind," Megatron stated and Optimus looked at him. Was this mech going to be like this all the time? Taking and taking as much as he pleases? No doubt why Magnus was so worried about him and gave him everything he wanted...even his own life.
"But... I need..." Optimus tried and this time Megatron on-lined his optics and turned his head towards him.
"Very well, I'll let your hand go if you come and sit on my lap for the rest of the travel."
"What?!" Optimus couldn't help it this time and let out a shout and looked at his intended shocked.
Megatron for his part raised an optic ridge at him and examined his expression as if doubting something about him. "It would be me the only mech ever whose lap will be graced by your presence?" He asked seeing that indeed Optimus never did that...or even...
"Have you ever tried being near a partner you felt something about and cuddled with them?" The old warlord asked watching his shocked mate-to be's expressions.
It seemed that Optimus was going to say 'What?!' again...but something stopped him.
Another mech reached them and announced they were going to land soon at their destination.
"Thank you Quickspin, dismissed," Megatron told him, his men already knew he was going to be bonded and they had all been given some time off to celebrate, at different times of course. Plus they had his permission to consume some High Grade as long as they weren't overcharged.
"We're...here?" Optimus asked, only a little relieved he didn't have to sit on the Decepticon's lap.
"We are indeed," Megatron said with a wide smile as he offered his arm to Optimus. "Shall we?"
Optimus looked at the arm, swallowed and took it. This pleased Megatron no end and he tucked Optimus's hand against his body, not noticing the grimace Optimus made. They made their way into the Decepticon ship, it was a vast centre of activity and Optimus could make out the sounds of bots bustling about. Megatron led him rapidly through the many corridors, passing Mechs and Femmes who bowed to them, eyeing Optimus with a lot of interest.
He did his best to ignore them, they surely knew what was going to happen to him and he really didn't want to think about it.
"We'll soon be there," Megatron assured him, his sense of pride growing as he caught the looks of envy from some of his soldiers. "No one will disturb us there."
"Okay," Optimus said with a nod as they turned into a rather empty corridor.
"We're approaching my quarters," Megatron now said, sensing that Optimus was getting rather nervous. "We can relax there; I have my own personal wash racks if either of us needs to clean up."
Once again, Optimus nodded; perhaps he could delay things by asking to have a quick smile. Before he'd received the news of his Bonding, he'd been working with his fellow Autobots so he had some grime on his armour that came from working. He'd always imagined that he'd be immaculate for his bonding, perhaps this part of his day dream could be fulfilled at least.
They reached the door and Megatron rapidly typed in a code before directing Optimus through the now open door.
Megatron's quarters were spacious and while it had a sense of practicality to it, you could still see the luxury all around. The room they were in appeared to be a work place, with a desk and computer along with several cases of data pads. Star maps and other such things lined the walls that weren't taken up by furniture and the room was well lit without being overly bright. To one side, he could see through an open door another room that was currently unlit.
"Come," Megatron said, starting to lead him to the dark room.
"M-my lord?" Optimus tried as they headed for it. "Perhaps I could clean up before we...uh...ah."
"Mmm, you may," Megatron said a little distracted; he was already imagining having Optimus beneath him on the berth.
"Thank you," Optimus said with relief, anything to delay the inevitable.
Needless to say that he practically ran to the private washracks once the leader of the Decepticon told him which one was, and once there he turned on the shower, locked the door and entered the cabin...
...and once there he curled in the corner and remained like petrified for a few breems before his body started shaking and his optics crying.
"I cannot believe this is happening to me..." Optimus cried as he hid his face in his hands before hugging his knees closer.
Just today, this morning he was a free mech who found out he was sold to this brute that now was surely going to take his pleasure from him.
"Frag!" the young Rrime cried in desperation and hopelessness.
It took him minutes to get rid of the grime as he cried and scrubbed himself, and then just lay there on his knees contemplating his misery. "I hate my life...," He murmured hoarsely before gathering enough strength to close the shower and stand up again on his feet and face the situation.
"No one said I must love him...not if I'm gonna be his slave," He said to himself as he dried his body. "Primus...just...kill me now..."
He had to dry his tears too before going out and face his... 'mate' right there in front of him as he opened the door. Good thing he did dried them.
"My lord," Optimus said lowly lowering his face to the floor.
"You took your time, little one, I thought that maybe you required some help," Megatron purred but Optimus couldn't even react to that. The sorrow that invaded his spark was choking him so that nothing mattered anymore.
"I'm okay," He answered with his head still low. His beautiful blue optics were empty and devoid of any other emotion...except his misery.
"Oh, too bad, I thought that I could've given you a hand," Megatron purred again before taking his chin and lifted his face upwards, Optimus offlined his optics not wanting to see his new and unwanted master, and Megatron brought down his lips against the other's.
...however although Optimus hadn't kissed back the other had no problems with that and with a swift move, Megatron took him up in arms and guided him towards the berth room.
Optimus fought back the sob that threatened to escape, just as his tears...
...being forced to bond to his enslaver, this was too much.
"My beautiful Optimus," Megatron sighed happily. "You're so prefect."
Optimus's lips trembled, he didn't feel very prefect at the moment. He barely took in the large comfortable berth with plump pillows and soft sheets, all coloured tastefully. Megatron gently laid him down before climbing onto the berth and settling beside him. Smiling down at his intended, he cupped his cheek and murmured.
"Are you ready, my love?"
Optimus closed his optics and trembled, managing to say. "Yes."
"I'll be gentle," Megatron whispered, bending down to gently kiss his lips before moving onto his neck.
Optimus just made a small sound as his neck was assaulted. After a few breems of Megatron caressing and groping him, the grey Mech said.
"Have you ever spark merged my dear?"
Optimus shook his head, he hadn't.
"So this will be your first time," Megatron exclaimed with delight. "Well, I'll tell you what you must do. We both open our chest plates and bring our sparks together and exchange energy. That is just a spark merge but what we're going to do is far deeper. We exchange part of our very being. Since it's your first time, when we reach that point, it will feel very strange and you might automatically try to resist me but you must allow me forward little one. I don't want to hurt you."
"Yes my lord," Optimus said as he tried to mentally prepare himself for the assault on his Spark.
Megatron smiled and started to caress his chest plates.
Sometime later, they both lay on their backs, gasping at the new sensations coursing through their bodies. Optimus chest burned with the fresh spark merge and then spark bond and he felt he might faint. He had done as Megatron had instructed and allowed his chest plates to open and for Megatron to press their Sparks together. He had to admit, the spark merge had been out of this world, that explosion of energy had made him feel like he'd just consumed a whole cube of vintage high grade.
But it hadn't ended and Megatron had pressed further until Optimus could feel the warlord trying to take over his Spark. Primus but he'd wanted to resist it so much but he knew that if he did, the bond would be forced and it would be painful. So gathering all his strength, he had allowed Megatron to continue until the bond was complete. Now he could feel his mate's sense of elation and pleasure amid his own out of control feelings. In a way, it felt like he was in a dream and would wake up any movement to find that he was still an ordinary Prime.
"Primus...that was...," Megatron gasped, rolling onto his side to gaze at his mate.
"Amazing," he finally said, looking fondly at his slightly shell shocked mate. "You were wonderful."
Optimus just closed and then opened his mouth, still trying to gather his wits as Megatron's smile widened.
"Now comes the bit I was looking most forward to," Megatron purred, his wits returning much faster than Optimus as his hand drifted to his new mate's groin.
Optimus gasped, his lower lip trembled and soon his optics released his holding back tears.
He wanted to purge, to escape, to cry, to yell and kill this brute... Yet he had a duty with his people so he resisted again.
Megatron continued suckling on his neck then caressed his panel with his other hand enjoying this way too much; his Optimus was so sweet and delicious that he just couldn't stop tasting him!
But something was wrong... He could feel it; his mate felt...bad?
He shrugged it off as an after-effect of his intense and first spark merge and continued with his assault rubbing his left palm against the Prime's panel and his right one against his chest while he licked and sucked on the other side of his neck...
...however the sound his lover finally emitted was not what he expected...not at all...
Optimus couldn't help it this time and broke up in tears...and uncontrolled sobs; he whimpered and cried and his body shock horribly finally calling Megatron's attentions.
He felt...raped!
The warlord stopped and lifted up his head in concern. "Optimus?"
Instead of hearing him moan and shiver in pleasure, his Optimus was crying and sobbing in...agony?
"Ohh... My sweet, sweet Optimus... Don't cry...," He tried as his growing arousal was clouding his processor. "I promise you will love every second of this...," Megatron purred caressing his head lovingly and softly kissing his agonising mate...
... Optimus hadn't told him to stop however, so, why should he when the other clearly wanted it as much as he did?
'Maybe he's shy, but he doesn't want me to stop, or he would have said something,' Megatron thought as he continued savouring those pouty lips.
"Open..." Megatron finally said hoarsely as he poked at his mate's closed interface panel and soon his crying Optimus was obeying. "Good..." Megatron chuckled darkly tracing his fingers against the soft rim of the delicious dry entrance. "So soft...hmmm..." He purred in delight.
However Optimus continued crying and sobbing.
Meanwhile, ignoring completely the other's distress, Megatron moved himself down and gently, as if touching a rare and delicate flower spread Optimus's 'willing' legs. He licked his lips making them wet before lowering his head towards his prize and inhaled long and deep.
The Decepticon lord smirked devilishly utterly enjoying the delicious scent of his un-aroused mate. 'Allspark, if he smells like this now, how would it be when aroused?' he thought before lowering his head further and gave the delicate rim a soft, teasing lick.
Optimus gasped out at the foreign sensation of his port being stimulated and couldn't stop himself from squirming. His hands dug into the sheets he was lying on as his lower body was assaulted by the grey Mech. He wanted to roll away, slap Megatron's hands and tell him that he didn't want it but the knowledge of what would happen stopped him.
But it was impossible for him to keep silent.
"Uh...uh...ah," he gasped out but this just pleased Megatron.
"That's it," he purred as lubricant started to form into the valve of his mate."Just a little more, my love and we can begin."
"Hnn," Optimus moaned with a grimace as he felt Megatron probed deeper into his valve.
Megatron felt he could spend all night just lapping up his sweet Optimus's oils but it wouldn't be fair to his poor mate if he didn't give him further attention. So instead he drew back slightly, remarking with a sigh.
"You haven't done this in a while, have you love? You're so soft and tight for me, I'll need to loosen you up a bit."
This made Optimus moan even louder, fresh tears appearing in his optics. The next part was going to be so bad for him but he had to keep going. Megatron was smiling at him, moving up so he could kiss his mate's lips while his hand cupped the dripping valve, fingers beginning to tease it.
"I'll be gentle," he again reassured his softly crying mate. "You'll soon be ready for my spike and then the pleasure will really begin for you."
Optimus just nodded automatically, not meaning it but Megatron took it as a positive sign. He couldn't wait to release his aching spike from its confines but once he did, he might lose control and he wanted to make sure Optimus was ready for him. So his fingers worked to loosen his mate up, they were encountering quite a bit of resistance until they finally hit something. He frowned, what was this?
"Optimus?" he said with slight confusion as he felt something blocking his way. "Are you still...sealed?"
His optics watering, Optimus miserably nodded. Megatron's confused expression morphed into one of utter delight and he exclaimed.
"My darling Optimus, you are a true virgin queen. I cannot believe that such a beautiful Mech has gone untouched."
Optimus shrugged, his career had been more important than his love life so beyond a few dates that only involved kissing and groping, he'd never interfaced. But now he wished he had, then Megatron wouldn't have the satisfaction of taking his seal. His face was cupped and kissed by Megatron who told him.
"I am so honoured my beauty; this is going to be wonderful. I'll teach you everything you need to know to have a fantastic interface, what a time we are going to have together."
Optimus bit his bottom lip before Megatron reached for him again and kissed him once again while gently moving his fingers inside.
"Optimus..." Megatron moaned softly against his audio feeling the newly discovered virgin mech squirm and gasp each time those fingers poked at his seal.
Megatron loved that, sealed mechs tended to be very sensitive; he knew some who self serviced a lot before breaking it... He was one of those until one day he broke it up himself with a toy.
Seals can be very tricky for one mech since their own fingers can reach it but not break it, as if the delicate barrier was out of their reach until they get some help. However Megatron was happy to find that not only his queen was still sealed, but never self serviced before either...
...just looking at the way he moved and squirmed each time he pumped his now soaked fingers in and out was proof enough.
"I can break it with my fingers...but I so wish to do it with my spike...it will hurt in the beginning, but then the utter pleasure you will receive will be worth the trouble," He said kissing the still crying but now gasping Optimus, then inserted another finger inside and started scissoring them, it will still hurt nonetheless...
Optimus continued crying and whining as if holding back something...something Megatron wanted to hear badly.
Kissing his cheek lovingly he said: "Let it out, love, let me hear you moan for it, allow yourself to feel it, to enjoy it..." and continued pumping his fingers before his palm started rubbing against his ultra sensitive external node...
... Optimus however bit back the yelp that threatened to leave his mouth but still came out as a painful moan.
Megatron nodded for his insides and said: "It's a start...but I wanna hear you... I love my partners making sounds... To know what I'm doing is right..."
Optimus then groaned and Megatron liked it, however it was not for the new waves of unwanted pleasure that assaulted his body but because he couldn't believe this aft wanted him to moan like a cheap pleasurebot! He will not-
"A-aaah!" There it was, a startled and uncontrolled moan that pleased Megatron immensely.
"See? Its better if you let it out..." The warlord said kissing his stained by tears face, and unknown for Optimus, released his now achingly hard, throbbing and pulsing spike.
"Just a few more, love," He said getting himself better between those perfect legs and teasingly slow removed his fingers from inside his tight, untouched mate...
...and soon his massive, impatient rod was rubbing its head against the tiny entrance.
Optimus knew he shouldn't, but still he did it, he looked down and his optics widened in horror. 'Is that THING going to be inside me?!' He thought. 'Its not gonna fit!"
Megatron noticed his shivering mate and the reason. He just couldn't take his optics from his spike.
He smiled and raised Optimus's chin so that he was looking into his optics.
"It is big," he admitted rather smugly. "But don't worry love; it's not so big that it can't fit. You're going to love it."
"A-are you sure it will fit?" Optimus couldn't help but ask, he was almost paralysed with trepidation.
"I'm sure," Megatron said with a kind smile. "Now just relax my sweet spark and soon you'll be enjoying it."
Optimus bit his lip; he wasn't sure he could ever relax again, let alone right now but nodded slowly. Megatron kissed him and said. "Good boy."
The excitement was building in Megatron, the moment had come for him to take his beautiful virgin queen and he could barely contain himself. As he braced himself above his mate, he said.
"Now don't hold back Optimus, just let everything out as we consummate our bond. You promise to do that?"
The blue and red Mech just nodded dumbly, trembling furiously. He had a feeling he wouldn't be able to stop himself from screaming, even if he wanted to. Megatron smiled in pleasure before gently probing Optimus's valve, wanting to make sure he was perfectly positioned before he thrust forward, the faster he could break the seal, the easier it would be for his mate. Optimus made a small whimpering sound but otherwise didn't resist.
"Ready?" Megatron said in a strained voice, he couldn't hold himself back much longer.
"Yes," Optimus squeaked.
Megatron smiled before thrusting forward, pushing in as hard as he could. Optimus gasped in pain before groaning loudly as Megatron continued onward before coming up against the seal. With a sharp movement of his hips, he broke through it, groaning at the sensation of the tight valve. Optimus's groan turned into a cry and then a shriek as Megatron successfully buried himself in his mate's valve.
Optimus cried loudly now, the stretch was intense and painful, but the winner of all pains was the pure agony of his seal being broken by said massive rod. Megatron's spike pierced him fully and the bigger mech hadn't stopped until their pelvises were touching each other.
"Aaah...haah! N-no!" He cried trying to get the other off. Even if he agreed with himself that he will resist this, he was not used to the idea of being tortured or raped!
"Calm down, love, shhh...is okay..." Megatron tried while controlling himself as well; he just wanted to ram and thrust until he filled the other with so much of his transfluid that he will spurt.
"Take it out, take it out!" Optimus cried loudly trying to push the other from him. His tight and virgin valve constricted madly trying to adjust the intruder and so far failing as he now thrashed madly.
"Calm...calm down...uhhh...!" Megatron tried to hold himself as well as controlling his upset mate and his hands that scratched and punched him...but it was getting hard as the little, tight and undulating valve continued to spasm madly around his overexcited spike. "Optimus...don't-!"
"It hurts! It hurts! Take it out, please!" Optimus continued crying and thrashing out of instinct unaware of what he was doing the other.
"Primus... Optimus...s-stop or I will... I will...aaaAah-!" The bigger mech suddenly roared loudly his release. It was the first time it ever happened that to him! To come inside someone before even start!
Optimus' optics widened at the warm, foreign feeling of something like fire liquid washing his insides and somehow calming the pain if only a little...or maybe it was the now softening, but still big spike inside him that wasn't so big anymore?
He calmed and watched Megatron hovering on top him gasping and panting loudly with dark optics. He looked down and saw they were still connected but a white and thick liquid escaped from between his legs staining his tights and Megatron's spike... Oddly enough that warm, sweet and sour fluid felt good enough to calm him too.
"Uhhh...hmmm...little one..." Megatron groaned. "You...you made me come...before even start... I told you to stay still..."
"S-sorry...b-but it...it hurts... I can't-" Optimus tried before Megatron silenced him with a soft kiss while caressing his head and body. Then soon he was deepening the kiss, roaming with his glossia everywhere.
Optimus flinched and jumped slightly, feeling his valve pulsing at the same rhythm his spark did...or was it the spike the one that was pulsing? He didn't know, just that his valve was reacting to something as now Megatron rolled his hips lazily renewing his arousal inside his beloved.
He might have come already, but he had plenty more to fill him up with... Megatron could barely wait to feel his beloved milking his spike dry of any fluids.
The spike was re-hardeneing with the soft movements and even Optimus couldn't control his hips as this one seemed to have a life of its own and moved slightly up, down and sideways as if wanting something...possibly what he already have inside.
"That's it...we will go slow... I'll make you feel good..." The emperor purred moving slowly with the other. Maybe it was a good idea to come in him that fast, it calmed Optimus somehow and now his fully hard spike was not a problem...just watch that beautiful flushed face totally lost with darkened optics and gasping out air from those lovely lips as his lovely hips moved by their own.
"Ohhh... Optimus...my beautiful Optimus... I love you...so much..." Megatron purred before lowering his face to the offered neck and suckled softly earning him a low and guttural moan from his mate.
Optimus could not believe the sensations his body was being assaulted by, not to mention the ones in his spark. It was hard to tell which belonged to Megatron and which where his own but amazingly, he did seem to be aroused now. Perhaps his master really was good at interfacing and even an unwilling partner couldn't help but become stimulated.
"Uhh," he moaned, perhaps the interfacing wasn't as bad as he thought; the pain was steadily decreasing into an ache while the pleasure seemed to bloom.
Megatron groaned with pleasure, what a wonderful bonding night he was experiencing. It made all those long hard cycles working up to take over Cybertron so worth it, what a payoff he was receiving. And this was surely the beginning; he and his mate would share many more wonderful interfaces and create many Sparklings. Primus, he couldn't wait to see his mate heavy with his offspring. There was nothing that could make him happier in this moment.
Seeing how animated his mate now was, Megatron decided to give him some fun. Carefully gripping his mate's hips, he suddenly rolled and as Optimus yelped in surprise, he settled on his back with his mate now above him. Gently pushing Optimus upwards so that he straddled him, he grinned and said.
"You have some fun, Optimus, show me what you can do."
Optimus stared at him, even though their positions had changed, he was still very much impaled on Megatron's spike. But it seemed Megatron was actually letting him have some control, something he hadn't expected. So he slowly began to move his hips, not sure what he might achieve but Megatron's expression melted into one of bliss. It felt strange, the spike moving upwards into him but it actually felt rather good.
He moved a little harder, gasping at the feeling of that massive spike massaging his inner valve. Something warm was growing in his lower abdomen and he wondered if it was his own charge building up. He was starting to feel a little giddy, he'd experienced so many strong emotions today that he felt he might faint at the end of this charge. Below him, Megatron groaned deeply, relishing the sight of his mate's flushed face above him as he now controlled their interfacing. He was so beautiful and pure; Megatron had struck gold with this one that was for sure.
Optimus felt the spike inside him start to swell but it didn't feel painful, the stretch felt pleasant and he started to gasp harder. His charge was really was growing now, he felt like he might explode. Megatron growled with pleasure, he could feel another overload building and it would be even more powerful than the last one.
"Oh yes, that's it, don't stop," Megatron commanded, throwing his head back with ecstasy and Optimus obliged, continuing to ride his mate, going harder and harder.
"Uhh...!" Optimus finally gasped as his charge came and his valve constricted all around Megatron's spike, making him almost yell in relief.
Megatron roared with pleasure, gripping his mate's hips as he continued to thrust up into his mate before his overload finally came as well. He pumped hard into his mate, feeling his hot load explode out of Optimus's valve as it completely overflowed. Optimus gasped and shuddered at the sensation of being completely filled up and slumped forward, almost unconscious.
"Hmmmm..." Megatron purred once the first waves of the overload subsided and he was able to reach this dimension again.
He wrapped his arms around his gasping mate and caressed his back and aft lovingly. They both lay there together for a while, unable to speak and cuddling in post bliss haze.
"See? I told you I would give you pleasure that you couldn't even imagine..." Megatron said and Optimus just nodded. The emperor's spike still deeply buried in him but oddly it feel good to have it in there, now he really didn't wished for Megatron to remove it, somehow he believed that if it left him, his valve will become upset.
Optimus frowned at that thought, did he really thought that?
Megatron continued cuddling with him for another while telling him how beautiful, perfect and unique he was, plus how much he loved him before rolling them back again so Optimus was beneath him again.
"I need more... I need you so much..." The emperor declared before restarting with his gentle thrusts making Optimus moan and wiggle exposing his neck submissively to his master.
Author's note. Optimus's life as Consort begins as does another life but whose is it? Find out next time, until then.