Static Lullaby:
A little piece I wrote between Megatron and Optimus.
Title: Static Lullaby
Chapter: One Shot
Fandom: Transformers (Movies)
Disclaimer: I do not any of the characters but I do own the plot bunny. Transformers does not belong to me although I wish it did.
Pairings: Megatron/Optimus
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Dubcon; graphic meck/mech spark sex; plug 'n play, violence. All I can think of now; let me know if there is somthing else.
Summery: Optimus longs for his sparkmate and gets something not even he thought he wanted.
Please enjoy and let me know what you think.
Static was reaching Optimus' audio receptors, the empty sound was a terrible foreboding that lingered in the fully charged air. Time was at a stand still and the Autobot Leader knew it only too well; somehow the war that lasted for millions of years was still the cause for the constant tragedies that still permeated the Autobots base and the dark ranks, of the Decepticons.
The battle that was just fought was the epitome of danger and the dark past that haunted both sides just as firmly as the other. No side was left without scars that ran deep. Optimus was feeling the world as if it was trying to implode in on itself. His spark ached for his beloved brother and he could not stop his processors from drifting back to times where only love and affection blossomed between them.
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"Please stop that Megatron!" A young Orion screeched at his older brother who was once again teasing him. His favorite toy tucked between his brothers servos. Megatron; despite what was being said about him being an attention seeker loved his younger brother so much that he just loved to see Orion's' every expression. Crying, smiling, brooding, wary and ever best of course was that loving little pout, that he gave when Megatron was teasing him. But by far the most beautiful expression was when those bright blue optics were flooded with those beautiful Energon tears.
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"Hush sweet little brother, you know I would never leave you. I love you with everything in my body. Even if it feels cold at times. I will never leave you Orion." Megatron hushed his younger twin as the younger, kind hearted Cybertronian was swallowed with nightmares that left him shaking and uncertain. Bright blue optics were shimmering with fear.
"I love you, now come lets get some recharge before tomorrow becomes too much for you." Megatron said with great concern for his twin.
"I love you too Megtron." Was the sweet little whisper next to Megatron's audio receptor. The older of the twins gave a small smile as he pushed Orion back onto their shared recharge berth. A small thank you drifted through the night as both Cybertronians shuttered their optics.
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"What happened to our promise, my beloved brother." Optimus said to himself, even with the recent battle so fresh in his processors. He felt himself cringe when a sore joint was tugged in the wrong way. He felt the tell tale pricks of cold lubricants as they rolled down his faceplate and battle mask that was still drawn. Further on he could hear the desperate sounds his youngest Autobot made, vocal processors once again irrefutably damaged.
"I don't understand this hatred that spread between us, we were twins, best of friends and irresistible lovers. Spark to spark we matched, never to find another to fill the gap that was left." Optimus' deep voice drifted to the winds.
'I hate to see you so sad my beloved Orion.' His eternal link flared up as Megatron once again opened the channel that was fiercely shut thousands of vorns ago. Optimus felt the fire in his emotions spike at the feeling of his beloved opening the channels for their communication again.
"Then why?" Optimus' voice shuttered with emotions that were staining his spark. The static echoed through their link; momentarily arching pain and confusion on Optimus' side. Optimus felt his spark shatter as his momentary comfort was obliterated by the thousands of vorns spent in loneliness, only to once again feel his sparkmate disappear.
'Hush Orion.' Megatron's forgotten, gentle voice purred in his audio receptors. Optimus felt a small whimper escape himself; his spark already reaching out to its mate.
"Why Megatron?" Optimus asked again. The need to know why his twin, counterpart, lover and supreme ruler of the Decepticons. Decided to once again open a channel for a bond Optimus was sure the former High Lord Protector slammed shut for eternity.
'I feel your pain, Orion. I can no longer take the burning of desire that runs through me. The desire we both hide so well. And yet we can no longer deny it.' Optimus felt a shudder travel along his spine at Megaton's words. He knew he could not ask to stop the desire: it would be a sin against Primus.
"Why do I feel so betrayed!" Optimus whispered. His spark pulsing with pain and desire. Only a contradiction that Megatron could make him feel.
' Don't shut yourself to me, my precious Orion. Open up, please. I can feel your guilt. Trust me...' And that was always Optimus' ultimate downfall; his brother's voice and the words ' trust me'. Optimus could never deny his beloved anything.
' That's it, Orion. Relax and give in.' And he did, never flinching as he was carried to the Decepticons' base not situated far from where the battle took place.
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For the longest time Optimus felt disorientated; optics shuttered as he desperately tried to reestablish his equilibrium. He was dazed and confused, the events that brought him to the lavish room with a luxurious berth was still escaping his processors.
He frowned when a slight tremor rocked the berth he was lying on. He shivered in slight fear as he felt the presence of Megatron not far away. Just what had he got himself into; he tugged desperately at the cables that bound his servos tightly behind his back. He was trying to be strong and fight the enormous fear that crushed his spark and made it pulse strongly. Optimus shuddered as a spike of lust wracked through his frame as it travelled down their link. Megatron it seemed was feeling emotions curl through his systems and it sent a bout of fear through the 'supposed' fearless Autobot leader.
"Why are you so afraid?" A deep voice rumbled and Optimus knew exactly who it was. Out of self-preservation he shuttered his optics and couldn't stop the whimper of static that escaped his vocal processor.
"Shush Orion, don't be afraid." Megatron cooed, his voice sultry. Optimus still flinched as a claw like servo traced over his faceplates, triggering the hidden touch that retracted his battle mask.
"After all these years, Orion, you are still the most beautiful Cybertronian I have ever laid optics on." Optimus shuddered as one of Megatron's talon like fingers traced his mouth before dipping inside and grabbing a hold of his glossa. Static was fed back through his vocal processors; the slight pain was a small tremor in his chassis. Knowing that Megatron was the ultimate contradiction that was both gentle but loved to cause pain at any given moment.
"Do you know how long I waited to bring us together again?" Megatron asked; his other servo smoothing over Optimus' armor plate. Despite his mind screaming at him a small keening sound escaped him. His optics finding the triumphant smirk that graced his twin's faceplates.
"Give in to it, Orion. I can feel your desperation through our link brother."
Optimus felt his cooling fans start up to try and maintain his core temperature. He gasped; feeling fingers pinch a cable here, found a sensory node there. Fear shooting down his cabling; he never wanted to admit it but he felt afraid and violated. His processors struggling to establish between logic and the want for those soft, gentle, pleasurable touches and the vehement denial of his enjoyment. A chuckle resounded above him as a particular tube was squeezed; allowing for a burst of static followed by a moan of enjoyment and then a shuddering whimper of fear.
"Please stop." Was Optimus' plea; only to receive a harsh twist of a sensitive cable in his neck that shot a spark of pain through his entire body .
"Silence Orion," and Optimus did. Biting his lip hard enough to draw Energon. Megatron immediately took advantage of the unwilling offer and kissed Optimus; glossa lapping at the cooling Energon before moving down so he could bite at Optimus' sensitive neck cabling.
He smirked as a loud keening sound spilled from 'his' Orion. Feeling his arousal and own desperation become unbearable; deft fingers unplugged his interface cabling before shoving it into Optimus' port. The smaller frame rocked beneath him; Megatron taking pleasure in the wailing he heard. A Viscous snarl splitting his faceplates at the sounds of pain that escaped his brother as Megatron increased the voltage that streamed through Optimus. He could feel Optimus' emotions fill him; leaving a biter tang on his glossa.
Fear, uncertainty, pain, betrayal, hurt, love and confusion. Optimus had no idea why this interface was such a burden on his systems. But he felt so lost, helpless and vulnerable; yet somewhere his processor was wanting more; enjoying it even. The rich connection between them flaring, and deep down Optimus knew this was what he craved. Megatron forcing his way through his firewalls and hacking into the most intimate parts of his thoughts and emotion was instilling fear in him and a shimmering thrill of enjoyment.
"No! No, no." Optimus desperately yelled as the code that kept his spark chamber tightly locked was overrode and fiercely sent ultimate fear through him.
"You can't hide your pleasure from me little brother. I know, I feel it. Just like I know you love being dominated by me." Megatron whispered against Optimus' audio receptor before biting it and then tracing his glossa over the part he knew was Orion's hot spot.
Optimus whimpered as he saw Megatron open his own spark chamber; knowing what was coming he desperately fought his restraints. The laughing of Megatron burned into his audio sensors and the look of satisfaction burned into his optics forever. His world exploded, imploded and jerked as their sparks came together. Somewhere deep inside he found utter pleasure in this. A high distressed keen resounded through both their audios.
"That's it. Give in Orion." Megatron gasped and Optimus felt overwhelmed with pleasure; clouding his logic circuits.
He felt it, Megatron's spark consuming his. Felt the utter pleasure Megatron was feeling. It hurt; Primus it hurt so much. The hatred that his brother had for everything. He was being pulled into a suffocating darkness that was consuming him whole. Yet, pleasure, love, care and sorrow was a perfect contradiction but it was just as prominent as the dark emotions. Optimus felt his spark pulse; overwhelmed that Megatron still loved him and wasn't attempting to block his emotions. He threw his head back, helm clanging against the recharge berth he was being pushed down on.
"Megatron! Please, m-m-more." Optimus stuttered; Megatron's spark delivering teasing pulses whilst that sinful voice whispered profanities in his audio sensors. Knowing full well where Optimus' most sensitive spots were and knowing exactly just how to fill Optimus' wiring with continues sparks of pleasure and just the right amount of pain. His vocalizer testament to his pleasure as only warbles, whirs and clicks escaped him.
"You are adorable, reduced to the verbal capacity of a mere sparkling." Megatron rasped, pleasure crowding his own circuits as his spark pulsed harder and faster. Completely consuming Optimus as the younger mech shuddered beneath Megatron's bulky frame. Processors overloading as Optimus finally stopped denying himself the pleasure he was feeling.
"Yes. Just like that." Megatron hissed as he felt Optimus letting go and giving in to his pleasure. The data streamed through him coming from both their liked sparks and the interfacing cables. Double the amount of pleasure as he gave over to the pleasure coursing through his system.
"..." Optimus came online with a small groan. He had been offline for a few breams at the intensity of his overload. Static still fed through his vocalizer as he attempted to regain his systems that were shorted out at the intensity of his and Megatron's combined overloads. Shuttering his optics once again to slip into recharge; knowing fully that he was not going anywhere soon.
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"Orion, you must leave before your friends come for you." A small voice reminded him, somehow jolting the Autobot Leader from his troubled recharge. Optimus whined; not wanting to relinquish the warmth he was feeling.
"I know you don't want to but you must wake up before Starscream finds you here." Bright blue optics winked online and static spilled from his vocalizer. Panic flooded his processor; his vocalizer was broken. He was stilled by Megatron's servos gently stroking his neck and tracing his audio receptors to calm him. A stuttering keen spilled from him unconsciously as he leaned into his twin's gentle touch.
"Alright Orion, I won't force you to leave." Megatron chuckled; red optics brightening at his brother's antics. He sighed; knowing that he needed to let his sparkmate go. The kind hearted compassion of Orion did not belong in the ranks of the ruthless Decepticons. Yet. The Decepticons Lord was mostly trying to avoid sharing his beloved with the other Decepticons.
"I'm going to have to let you go. My beloved Orion." Optimus made a whining click before giving a nod of sorrowful resolve. Megatron gave a small smile before pulling Optimus, along with him.
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"Frag Optimus! Don't you dare disappear on us like that again and being injured as well." Ratchet reprimanded the Autobot Leader like a young sparkling. Optimus just nodded at the appropriate intervals. His spark aching at the separation from its spark mate's.
"Again Optimus? How many times do I have to tell you that straining your bond by breaking contact is fatal! I mean slag that stupid twin of yours; leaving you so vulnerable and distraught!" Ratchet hissed as he struggled to stabilize the dangerously fluctuating spark desperately calling out to its mate. Optimus cringed in pain as his logic circuits went too war with his emotional pain.
' I'm right here Orion.' Optimus stilled and a small amount of relief flooded through him. Optics shuttering; knowing the pure blue optics were now shimmering purple. His spark calming as Ratchet let out a string of colorful Cybertronian curses. Optimus chuckled at his CMO, only Ratchet could curse so colorfully whilst fixing sensitive wires.
Maybe times would change; maybe not. All Optimus could do was hope whilst trying to hide his new optic color behind a dark blue visor.
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Please drop a comment if you wish, I really apreciate it. Thanks for reading.
Title: Static Lullaby
Chapter: One Shot
Fandom: Transformers (Movies)
Disclaimer: I do not any of the characters but I do own the plot bunny. Transformers does not belong to me although I wish it did.
Pairings: Megatron/Optimus
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Dubcon; graphic meck/mech spark sex; plug 'n play, violence. All I can think of now; let me know if there is somthing else.
Summery: Optimus longs for his sparkmate and gets something not even he thought he wanted.
Please enjoy and let me know what you think.
Static was reaching Optimus' audio receptors, the empty sound was a terrible foreboding that lingered in the fully charged air. Time was at a stand still and the Autobot Leader knew it only too well; somehow the war that lasted for millions of years was still the cause for the constant tragedies that still permeated the Autobots base and the dark ranks, of the Decepticons.
The battle that was just fought was the epitome of danger and the dark past that haunted both sides just as firmly as the other. No side was left without scars that ran deep. Optimus was feeling the world as if it was trying to implode in on itself. His spark ached for his beloved brother and he could not stop his processors from drifting back to times where only love and affection blossomed between them.
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"Please stop that Megatron!" A young Orion screeched at his older brother who was once again teasing him. His favorite toy tucked between his brothers servos. Megatron; despite what was being said about him being an attention seeker loved his younger brother so much that he just loved to see Orion's' every expression. Crying, smiling, brooding, wary and ever best of course was that loving little pout, that he gave when Megatron was teasing him. But by far the most beautiful expression was when those bright blue optics were flooded with those beautiful Energon tears.
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"Hush sweet little brother, you know I would never leave you. I love you with everything in my body. Even if it feels cold at times. I will never leave you Orion." Megatron hushed his younger twin as the younger, kind hearted Cybertronian was swallowed with nightmares that left him shaking and uncertain. Bright blue optics were shimmering with fear.
"I love you, now come lets get some recharge before tomorrow becomes too much for you." Megatron said with great concern for his twin.
"I love you too Megtron." Was the sweet little whisper next to Megatron's audio receptor. The older of the twins gave a small smile as he pushed Orion back onto their shared recharge berth. A small thank you drifted through the night as both Cybertronians shuttered their optics.
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"What happened to our promise, my beloved brother." Optimus said to himself, even with the recent battle so fresh in his processors. He felt himself cringe when a sore joint was tugged in the wrong way. He felt the tell tale pricks of cold lubricants as they rolled down his faceplate and battle mask that was still drawn. Further on he could hear the desperate sounds his youngest Autobot made, vocal processors once again irrefutably damaged.
"I don't understand this hatred that spread between us, we were twins, best of friends and irresistible lovers. Spark to spark we matched, never to find another to fill the gap that was left." Optimus' deep voice drifted to the winds.
'I hate to see you so sad my beloved Orion.' His eternal link flared up as Megatron once again opened the channel that was fiercely shut thousands of vorns ago. Optimus felt the fire in his emotions spike at the feeling of his beloved opening the channels for their communication again.
"Then why?" Optimus' voice shuttered with emotions that were staining his spark. The static echoed through their link; momentarily arching pain and confusion on Optimus' side. Optimus felt his spark shatter as his momentary comfort was obliterated by the thousands of vorns spent in loneliness, only to once again feel his sparkmate disappear.
'Hush Orion.' Megatron's forgotten, gentle voice purred in his audio receptors. Optimus felt a small whimper escape himself; his spark already reaching out to its mate.
"Why Megatron?" Optimus asked again. The need to know why his twin, counterpart, lover and supreme ruler of the Decepticons. Decided to once again open a channel for a bond Optimus was sure the former High Lord Protector slammed shut for eternity.
'I feel your pain, Orion. I can no longer take the burning of desire that runs through me. The desire we both hide so well. And yet we can no longer deny it.' Optimus felt a shudder travel along his spine at Megaton's words. He knew he could not ask to stop the desire: it would be a sin against Primus.
"Why do I feel so betrayed!" Optimus whispered. His spark pulsing with pain and desire. Only a contradiction that Megatron could make him feel.
' Don't shut yourself to me, my precious Orion. Open up, please. I can feel your guilt. Trust me...' And that was always Optimus' ultimate downfall; his brother's voice and the words ' trust me'. Optimus could never deny his beloved anything.
' That's it, Orion. Relax and give in.' And he did, never flinching as he was carried to the Decepticons' base not situated far from where the battle took place.
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For the longest time Optimus felt disorientated; optics shuttered as he desperately tried to reestablish his equilibrium. He was dazed and confused, the events that brought him to the lavish room with a luxurious berth was still escaping his processors.
He frowned when a slight tremor rocked the berth he was lying on. He shivered in slight fear as he felt the presence of Megatron not far away. Just what had he got himself into; he tugged desperately at the cables that bound his servos tightly behind his back. He was trying to be strong and fight the enormous fear that crushed his spark and made it pulse strongly. Optimus shuddered as a spike of lust wracked through his frame as it travelled down their link. Megatron it seemed was feeling emotions curl through his systems and it sent a bout of fear through the 'supposed' fearless Autobot leader.
"Why are you so afraid?" A deep voice rumbled and Optimus knew exactly who it was. Out of self-preservation he shuttered his optics and couldn't stop the whimper of static that escaped his vocal processor.
"Shush Orion, don't be afraid." Megatron cooed, his voice sultry. Optimus still flinched as a claw like servo traced over his faceplates, triggering the hidden touch that retracted his battle mask.
"After all these years, Orion, you are still the most beautiful Cybertronian I have ever laid optics on." Optimus shuddered as one of Megatron's talon like fingers traced his mouth before dipping inside and grabbing a hold of his glossa. Static was fed back through his vocal processors; the slight pain was a small tremor in his chassis. Knowing that Megatron was the ultimate contradiction that was both gentle but loved to cause pain at any given moment.
"Do you know how long I waited to bring us together again?" Megatron asked; his other servo smoothing over Optimus' armor plate. Despite his mind screaming at him a small keening sound escaped him. His optics finding the triumphant smirk that graced his twin's faceplates.
"Give in to it, Orion. I can feel your desperation through our link brother."
Optimus felt his cooling fans start up to try and maintain his core temperature. He gasped; feeling fingers pinch a cable here, found a sensory node there. Fear shooting down his cabling; he never wanted to admit it but he felt afraid and violated. His processors struggling to establish between logic and the want for those soft, gentle, pleasurable touches and the vehement denial of his enjoyment. A chuckle resounded above him as a particular tube was squeezed; allowing for a burst of static followed by a moan of enjoyment and then a shuddering whimper of fear.
"Please stop." Was Optimus' plea; only to receive a harsh twist of a sensitive cable in his neck that shot a spark of pain through his entire body .
"Silence Orion," and Optimus did. Biting his lip hard enough to draw Energon. Megatron immediately took advantage of the unwilling offer and kissed Optimus; glossa lapping at the cooling Energon before moving down so he could bite at Optimus' sensitive neck cabling.
He smirked as a loud keening sound spilled from 'his' Orion. Feeling his arousal and own desperation become unbearable; deft fingers unplugged his interface cabling before shoving it into Optimus' port. The smaller frame rocked beneath him; Megatron taking pleasure in the wailing he heard. A Viscous snarl splitting his faceplates at the sounds of pain that escaped his brother as Megatron increased the voltage that streamed through Optimus. He could feel Optimus' emotions fill him; leaving a biter tang on his glossa.
Fear, uncertainty, pain, betrayal, hurt, love and confusion. Optimus had no idea why this interface was such a burden on his systems. But he felt so lost, helpless and vulnerable; yet somewhere his processor was wanting more; enjoying it even. The rich connection between them flaring, and deep down Optimus knew this was what he craved. Megatron forcing his way through his firewalls and hacking into the most intimate parts of his thoughts and emotion was instilling fear in him and a shimmering thrill of enjoyment.
"No! No, no." Optimus desperately yelled as the code that kept his spark chamber tightly locked was overrode and fiercely sent ultimate fear through him.
"You can't hide your pleasure from me little brother. I know, I feel it. Just like I know you love being dominated by me." Megatron whispered against Optimus' audio receptor before biting it and then tracing his glossa over the part he knew was Orion's hot spot.
Optimus whimpered as he saw Megatron open his own spark chamber; knowing what was coming he desperately fought his restraints. The laughing of Megatron burned into his audio sensors and the look of satisfaction burned into his optics forever. His world exploded, imploded and jerked as their sparks came together. Somewhere deep inside he found utter pleasure in this. A high distressed keen resounded through both their audios.
"That's it. Give in Orion." Megatron gasped and Optimus felt overwhelmed with pleasure; clouding his logic circuits.
He felt it, Megatron's spark consuming his. Felt the utter pleasure Megatron was feeling. It hurt; Primus it hurt so much. The hatred that his brother had for everything. He was being pulled into a suffocating darkness that was consuming him whole. Yet, pleasure, love, care and sorrow was a perfect contradiction but it was just as prominent as the dark emotions. Optimus felt his spark pulse; overwhelmed that Megatron still loved him and wasn't attempting to block his emotions. He threw his head back, helm clanging against the recharge berth he was being pushed down on.
"Megatron! Please, m-m-more." Optimus stuttered; Megatron's spark delivering teasing pulses whilst that sinful voice whispered profanities in his audio sensors. Knowing full well where Optimus' most sensitive spots were and knowing exactly just how to fill Optimus' wiring with continues sparks of pleasure and just the right amount of pain. His vocalizer testament to his pleasure as only warbles, whirs and clicks escaped him.
"You are adorable, reduced to the verbal capacity of a mere sparkling." Megatron rasped, pleasure crowding his own circuits as his spark pulsed harder and faster. Completely consuming Optimus as the younger mech shuddered beneath Megatron's bulky frame. Processors overloading as Optimus finally stopped denying himself the pleasure he was feeling.
"Yes. Just like that." Megatron hissed as he felt Optimus letting go and giving in to his pleasure. The data streamed through him coming from both their liked sparks and the interfacing cables. Double the amount of pleasure as he gave over to the pleasure coursing through his system.
"..." Optimus came online with a small groan. He had been offline for a few breams at the intensity of his overload. Static still fed through his vocalizer as he attempted to regain his systems that were shorted out at the intensity of his and Megatron's combined overloads. Shuttering his optics once again to slip into recharge; knowing fully that he was not going anywhere soon.
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"Orion, you must leave before your friends come for you." A small voice reminded him, somehow jolting the Autobot Leader from his troubled recharge. Optimus whined; not wanting to relinquish the warmth he was feeling.
"I know you don't want to but you must wake up before Starscream finds you here." Bright blue optics winked online and static spilled from his vocalizer. Panic flooded his processor; his vocalizer was broken. He was stilled by Megatron's servos gently stroking his neck and tracing his audio receptors to calm him. A stuttering keen spilled from him unconsciously as he leaned into his twin's gentle touch.
"Alright Orion, I won't force you to leave." Megatron chuckled; red optics brightening at his brother's antics. He sighed; knowing that he needed to let his sparkmate go. The kind hearted compassion of Orion did not belong in the ranks of the ruthless Decepticons. Yet. The Decepticons Lord was mostly trying to avoid sharing his beloved with the other Decepticons.
"I'm going to have to let you go. My beloved Orion." Optimus made a whining click before giving a nod of sorrowful resolve. Megatron gave a small smile before pulling Optimus, along with him.
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"Frag Optimus! Don't you dare disappear on us like that again and being injured as well." Ratchet reprimanded the Autobot Leader like a young sparkling. Optimus just nodded at the appropriate intervals. His spark aching at the separation from its spark mate's.
"Again Optimus? How many times do I have to tell you that straining your bond by breaking contact is fatal! I mean slag that stupid twin of yours; leaving you so vulnerable and distraught!" Ratchet hissed as he struggled to stabilize the dangerously fluctuating spark desperately calling out to its mate. Optimus cringed in pain as his logic circuits went too war with his emotional pain.
' I'm right here Orion.' Optimus stilled and a small amount of relief flooded through him. Optics shuttering; knowing the pure blue optics were now shimmering purple. His spark calming as Ratchet let out a string of colorful Cybertronian curses. Optimus chuckled at his CMO, only Ratchet could curse so colorfully whilst fixing sensitive wires.
Maybe times would change; maybe not. All Optimus could do was hope whilst trying to hide his new optic color behind a dark blue visor.
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Please drop a comment if you wish, I really apreciate it. Thanks for reading.