Vector threw a planetary sphere of his star system display up and spawned a portal effortlessly to capture it. He then formed another to make the sphere pop out and one more to capture it again on the opposite side where it flew to. Like a ping pong game, portals appeared to his left and right, right to left throwing the sphere out and catching it back in as his form of juggling. He was showing off, in Prima's opinion. Finally, a portal appeared to face Vector instead and threw the sphere at him which he effortlessly caught in his servo. He put the sphere back to hover in its alignment of the model it was taken from.

Prima grew intrigued and asked, "What else can it do?"

Vector opened a portal beside him and then made one spawn adjacent gesturing, "Do whatever you see fit. What you throw in one vortex will come out the other."

Prima stuck his servo through and saw his servo pop up adjacent waving at himself. He pulled it back out in awe. Then he got the idea to lean into it, making his arms and torso appear in the other portal but left his bottom half bent over. He saw Vector stare a little baffled and laughed at the mech.

"I take it you've pulled a few pranks with this."

"You think I would waste my power on pathetic pranks?" The silver, gold, and maroon mech seemed insulted.

Suddenly, Vector gestured and the portal grew smaller until it only was big enough to hold Prima's waist. Prima tried back out but found himself stuck, his lower half mirroring his struggle in front of him.

"Vector, release me-"

"Oh, why would I do that? I would never use it for pranks, but I would put it to good use teaching those who misuse my creations some manners," Vector said reaching out to caress Prima's aft. "An example of what happens when you play around..."

The leader of the Primes was forced to see himself getting groped, unable to do anything but bite his lip. Vector aligned his cod piece to Prima's aft, holding his hips. He used his servos to trail up to Prima's cut off mid waist in the portal back to the hips again. Prima made a small noise making Vector peer to the side where his upper half was.

"Something you want to say, Prima?"

The white and silver mech hissed, "You know damn well what I want to say to you right now."

Vector grinned, "Maybe so."

Immediately, Prima gasped when Vector pressed against his aft and retracted his spike panel. The spike rutted among Prima's closed valve, and he watched this display heated and with a groan. The problem that began to form was he became aroused by his own shame. Even though he could feel it, seeing it made his processor believed he was interfacing with a phantom while viewing a pornographic rendition. He was a voyeur to himself.

He pressed back against Vector humping him as little as he could, listening to the possessive raptor-like growls of the other mech getting off from his predicament. Prima then retracted his valve panel and was instantly shook when the spike's side slid across his folds.

"Primus, Vector!"

The other Prime didn't respond at first and instead leaned forward to clutch Prima's hips to just go at it. Prima was humped with his valve forced to spread against the length teasing him but never penetrating. He whined when Vector abruptly released onto his valve petals, marking them. Squirming as the transfluid ran down his inner folds and over his exterior node, Prima felt Vector manually spread his valve to let more of the fluid run down his entrance and saw the mech have a perverse sense of admiration of the display.

Vector hummed, "Well, well, the great Prima loves more than just attention after all."

Prima jeered, "But you're too much of a coward to try and frag me when I'm not incapacitated."

"Hmph, a coward, am I?"

The jab was costly but worth it as Prima moaned loudly when Vector's spike pushed in with some of his fluids. He spread his legs wider and saw Vector pounding into him. The synced movements of him being fragged and seeing Vector's enthusiasm only enhanced the pleasure tenfold.

His valve tremored alongside him. Prima secretly enjoyed it. Vector was determined to make him submissive and slammed his length to the base. The pace made Prima want to reach back and force his valve wide but remembered he was at Vector's mercy. His only option was to take all of what was given to him out of his realm of control.

Even when he came, Vector just kept using his body as a personal pleasure toy. Prima just watched his lower half be coated in transfluid twice more. Each overload more vicious then the last. By the time Vector was done with him and widened the portals to pull him through, Prima stumbled to sit on the floor with his valve aching. He looked up at Vector while the mech leaned back with crossed arms on the desk.

"Now you know how not to use my portals," Vector said smugly.

Prima accepted the call on his pride and couldn't prevent the slight attraction to the response. If an option came to do it again, it was debatable if he would…

AN: Somebody had to do it. Sorry for the delay. I got sick and some complications kept me from posting but we are back in action. Stay tuned for more.