So, Jazz and Meister are co-pilots, and they need a new Mecha. There is one Mecha that is operational that they can use while they wait for a new one to be made. This Mecha has a few rumors going around about it, concerning suspicions and almost supernatural things.
As they start using this mech, they notice a few things. A voice in the back of their heads here, parts of the body working when it shouldn't be working there, things of that nature. But it usually keeps them alive, so they didn't question it too much. That was until that voice turned more into a presence in their drift.
They realize there is someone else in this drift with them. After a bit of searching, they find that this presence is a ghost of one of the dead pilots that died in the mech while in the drift, Prowl. While his body died, his consciousness seemed to have been transferred to the Mecha.
He becomes a third person in their drift, as he is connected to the actual mech. This allows him to rewire power to keep the pilots alive when shit goes wrong, allows them to control the body even when power to a limb goes ect, ect.
(This has discussion of Somnophila, I did try and find research on what it is called when the person is the recipient that enjoys it but I couldn't find one. Either way turns out Orion would be okay with Soundwave sleeping with him while he was knocked out.
Somnophilia is a paraphilia where an individual experiences sexual arousal from someone who is asleep or unconscious. It is classified as a predatory paraphilia and can involve both consensual and non-consensual scenarios.
SLAMS A HAND DOWN THERE IS NO MENTION OF NON CON IN THIS AT ALL Orion Talks about WANTING it.)
Soundwave let go of the two fingers he was holding and climbed up on top of him, making his way to Orions face and resting his cheek against Primes massive one, continuing to purr.
Optimus wasn't sure why of all mechs he was opening up to Soundwave.
"Do you want to hear about your counter part?"
Soundwave lifted his head and looked at him
"Soundwave superior, other Soundwave inferior."
"Oh and what makes you say that?"
Orion chuckled shuffling so he was sat against the wall where light didn't show through the cracks, causing Soundwave to roll down him and land on his...uh do mermechs have laps if they no legs?
Picking him up he placed him on his chest, running a finger along his spinal strut.
"Because that one, choose not to run away with you...left you a prisoner of circumstance."
Looking him over he let the finger go down over his aft, despite all of the mechs calmness, he could still sense Soundwave's body screaming for more...so he supposed he had to give him some credit that even though Soundwave was longing for it, he'd taken the time to listen...maybe he should reward him.
"I see, but it wasn't but as if he had a chance, it never went further than a one sided crush...you also would not run away with me either."
He answered, tapping at Soundwave's modesty panel, ear fins twitching as he saw the mech struggle to keep them closed.
"I do not have to, here is better as you said yourself, you can be who you are, Megatron despises caste systems where there's higher and lower class...."
Soundwave responded , his hips beginning to gyrate and rub against the one finger that easily covered his panel, even pushed his thighs apart a little.
"Mm Megatron, he certainly is attractive isn't he? With that facial structure of his, those cheekbones, when I get back...maybe I should see if he'll let me rub my spike on them."
He chuckled deeply, thinking of streaks of pearlescent covering that handsome silver facr of his, while pressing his finger tip firmer against Soundwave's struggling panel
"I haven't been paying him enough attention of late have I?"
Soundwave's cooling fans kicked on, he was fine sharing him with Megatron, he couldn't help but think about how tightly he'd held his hips as he fragged him , his spike deep inside Primes valve along side the barrel of Megatron's gun form.
Seeing the hue of flushed purple cheeks against bright blue optics and how wet Pax had sounded that day... it was sound file he listened to often.
"Ever since you saw me use Starscream like a little sex doll , the way I held him by the waist and moved him up and down my spike..."
Soundwaves panel opened , as if he had any control over it now, the flat end of the digit rubbing along the soft padding of his valve, teasing his node
"You've been wanting that to, haven't you? To feel it fill every inch of you, your calipers struggling against the sheer size ....and your forge opening up just to make space."
Orion continued teasing at his node, it was such a tiny thing in their current size difference but he could feel it swell, lightly brushing at the protruding tip, small light circles, knowing Soundwave wanted more pressure, more friction.
"Though...."
He pressed down firmer, enjoying the way the older mech gasped. Loving that Soundwave was certainly old enough to be his sire...he really did like his mechs older than him.
"I'm far too big right-"
Soundwave lifted his head and looked at him
"Pax , we're in a story , we're defying the laws of physics, one size fits all and I want you just as you are."
Optimus chuckled , oh my , Soundwave wasn't going to let Starscream one up him at all was he.
"I suppose you are right, which means this won't hurt you at all."
With no hesitation he pressed a finger to his opening and pushed it deep inside, his hand resting on Soundwaves back as the smaller Cons entire body trembled, hands in fists, cheek to Orions windows as he continued to shake, so this was the wonder Starscream had felt?
The weight of Orions hand on his back as a massive digit slowly pumped inside of him, each sound was thick and wet, hips rising every time it went as deep as it could.
"You're doing so well Decepticon, but I am going to tell you about your counter part...his root form before he adjusted his size was no bigger than one of your casseticons...you were so tiny...made as a child's toy...Sari was reckless but she was young and wisdom is learned through experience."
Soundwave wasn't going to argue, because if Prime stopped this, he would use his fragging powers to overcome him and he would ....he would have to beg....and it would be the only time he would ever beg an autobot for anything.
Prime almost pulled his finger from him, only to drive it back in, calipers squeezing around him. Soundwaves optics widening as another entered him, and he felt Orion teasing at his node again.....his insides were spreading so wide he didn't even know he could open that far.
Soundwave whined as he gave way to a small overload, fluids gushing between his thighs and trickling over Orions armour.
"Look at you, you dirty old mech, cumming over a pretty young thing like me, pervert."
Soundwave thumped a fist over Orions right window sheild, causing it to crack.
"You're the one sexuallizing us older mechs brat."
"Hmm I know, but you already rubbed it in my Trines face that I enjoy older mechs, that I'm more likely to come to you and Megatron...there's an air about mechs older than myself, that make my insides burn, my valve ache and Spike harden....being on The Nemesis, it's sire heaven for me."
(He just called it daddy heaven xD)
He smirked, fingers moving faster, planning to ruin every inch of his body, make him squirm and mewl until his fingers would no longer be satisfactory, make it so he would need to be filled with his spike to the point of begging.
Opening his emp field to him, he caressed along seams , wires and clusters of nodes he couldn't reach in this size, licking and pressing slow kisses to his body all the while his fingers carefully fucking him, pumping into Soundwave's valve that surrendered so easily to him.
"Your counter part captured my team, hooked us up to virtual reality machines, we didn't even know what had happened, but we believed we'd become...human, trapped in small forms."
With his other hand he pressed a finger under Soundwaves chin , making him look up at him as he kept him in place, loving that the mechs hips were trying to move with his fingers that pressed all the way up into him just under his docking station.
"I don't know what he did to us, or how he got us on those tables, but late at night after it was all over, I kept imagining him, over me, as I lay there , having me over and over again and I liked it, couldn't keep my fingers out of my valve every time I had privacy....and I think Starscream knew...because after that day I changed..."
Soundwaves calipers tightened hard, he imagined himself giving Orion what he fantasised.
"You would have liked it...if his primal instincts had taken over? If he'd been unable to resist and had you for hours? Orion, I do believe you have a somnophila ohhh Primus, right there mmm a somnophila kink."
"Oh...so that's what it's called...perhaps I do, because if he had, I may have just hunted him out and begged for more."
That was it , Soundwave showed just how strong he still was by getting to his hands and knees despite the weight of the hand on him and started fucking himself on Orion's fingers.
"Don't you dare beg for him , beg for me, I have no qualms about putting you into stasis mode and fragging every hole in your body, I'll even film it, if that's what gets you going...I'll personally knock out your lights and use you and watch as your body twitches and cums...I'd leave you a mess so you wake up knowing I did so, do not talk about a useless mech who didn't know what was right in front him."
Orion could feel Soundwave's field responding, it was dominant, and it screamed mine, that wasn't a plea to let him, it was a fragging statement that said all you have to do is give the word.
Prime ripped him from his fingers and slammed him down onto the ground, leaving the communications officer dazed, fuck was he going to be denied after saying all that, maybe it had sounded too desperate?
"I'm going to have to change my size."
Orions hands came crashing down either side of the mech , with just enough room for him to exist without being crushed, tail mostly back in the water.
Huh? Why??? Soundwave needed to keep stimulating him, he needed friction, fingers burying into his valve and rubbing at his node as he stared up at those optics , they were watching him, looking at him, no one else was here to take his attention away.
"Move your hands, Soundwave. Out of the way."
The mech obeyed, placing them above his head, if what he thought was about to happen was going to happen he had to wonder if he wasn't already in the well of sparks.
Orion leaned down, slowly licking over the entirety of his body, from valve to throat, a deep predatory growl emanating from his chest as his engine revved.
"You know...I think I understand Thundercrackers appeal of wanting to put my human form in his mouth, the idea of rolling you over my tongue as I taste your pleasure and heat, my glossa filling you up and breaking you, what a delicious notion , a perfect thought..."
He used the tip of his gloss to press the eject button and open up the window, inside he traced the internal edging, pinch roller hubs and humming long and slow so his tongue would vibrate along the inner workings of his docking station, listening as the mech moaned , feeling as Soundwave reached up to touch him to respond in any way he could.
Returning his fingers to Soundwave's valve the mech instantly arched as he embarrassingly overloaded again with Orion's fingers pressed to the inside top of his forge and thumb rubbing over his node, there was no chance to control himself as his hips bucked.
Knowing he was right, knowing that it was his counter part that had pulled him away from Starscream...there was no way he couldn't feel secretly smug about that....and he needed to be shallow, needed for once to be vain about his appearance.
Orion crooned, his voice full of promised decadence still yet to come.
"Look at you little tape player...you must have desperately needed this, how easily your body submits."
Soundwave bit his bottom lip as he listened, as he saw Orions optics turn red, oh warframe traits were certainly showing.
"Which one...of us...mmmmphn looks-"
The Decepticon had started only to be interrupted
Orion chuckled deeply, understanding the question before it was finished.
"You wish me to be shallow and talk of surface beauty? You both have your qualities...but if you must seek an answer..."
He leaned in close, so close that every breath against Soundwave's audio receptor rumbled and vibrated
"Soundwave superior, the other one inferior."
Before Soundwave could even answer, Prime straight up bit off his mask without leaving a scratch.
Soundwave's spark was racing, instantly adjusting his voice, he couldn't let Pax hear him without the mask , that had been terrifying and yet his insides squeezed hard again, tongue tracing over his lips...was Prime going to-
He made a small choking sound as his mouth was opened and filled , feeling his throat bulge with the Autobots glossa, it reached outside the protective casing to his spark chamber, his spike panel opening as the sensation sent hot jolts through his body, so this was what Starscream had bragged about to him.
How it felt like Orion could eat you inside out and you would feel willing to tear yourself open and let him dine on you as if you were the finest of Vosian meals that only the Elite could ever dare to dream of. As if his soul was being devoured through pleasure, caresses and want that would have forever been unexplored.
He'd asked those who Prime had been with if they ever opened the doors to his cab, to touch the interior, only to see them turn to thought and reply that Orion didn't let anyone do that as far as they knew...for all their rivalry knowing Prime let only the 'mysterious' mech touch him so intimately, so personally he revelled that Optimus was now touching so close to his spark.
Even if Pax didn't know he was the one who visited him in the dark , Soundwave took pride in knowing he was the only one allowed to touch inside his cab, to rev his engine and caress so close an intimately in such a private place.
Patting Primes face, he was pleased to know that the Autobot took it as a sign to pull his glossa out.
He lay there panting, a hand above his head.
"Certainly not where I expected our conversation to go...but finding out I was right about your optics turning my way when you were with your Starscream...."
He could see the displeased look on Primes face and was splashed with water.
He carried on, perhaps out of want to gloat that he was right, or did he just want Pax to be pisssd off like the way he was at Starscream and have his way with him, maybe both.
"Did you imagine that Soundwave as you lay under the seeker, did you moan my name when he made you Over-"
He never got to finish that sentence as a hand wrapped around him and dragged him under water and Soundwave barely had time to glimpse at what was there before he was thrust into, fingers desperately seeking purchase on Orions wrist, this was bigger than what Starscream had taken, thank Primus he'd already had sparklings but this was what he meant.
This is what Starscream had meant that if he was going to die and meet Primus like this, then THANK YOU!
Soundwave was being held in place and in the haze of his mind wondered why he wasn't moving, was he....wait he felt Orions hips pull back.
Soundwave realised he wasn't going to be pumped on Orions cock, Orion was going to fuck his valve and the first thrust had him seeing the heavens, again and again , kept in place as Optimus had his way with him, the vibrations of the water as the cave above the surface echoed with his lovers cries of bliss.
It was his valve pulling them from the Autobot, no matter what the others did with Prime, they would never have a place so beautiful and solitary as they did now, he was left momentarily impaled, he could see the bulge of his belly, how deep Orion was in him, why had....
Oh , Orion slipped back into the water and he watched at the mechs fins swayed , dancing all around...beautiful, he found himself being adjusted like a doll to move to his knees , internally smirking to himself as the Autobot must have realised he couldn't so easily hold that position in their current size difference, his waist was held with one hand and he focused as Optimus lounged on the rocks under water, an arm behind his head as his tail purposely swayed and started up again.
The first thrust back into him had him clawing at the water around him, oh that's why he was being held in place, the sheer force of it would have sent him flying out of the water.
It wasn't fair he couldn't think , couldn't focus, Primes thumb even fondled his spike as he was being fragged, it was tormentingly slow, every thrust dragged out on purpose while his body screamed for him to ruin it, destroy his insides, repeatedly being lifted and then ploughed into , bubbles exiting his vents as they glowed in the darkness as they continued to heat up.
Having those crimson optics stare at him, filled with lust , filled with wanted , he'd gotten to him, the darker side and instinct was all that remained, pleasure overwhelming the beast, it was hard to miss being used faster and faster, calipers trying to keep up with every thrust, that massive tail moving in practically frantic motions, thank fucking God for plot armour and stories having no restraints because Primus it meant he could enjoy this without dying.
He desperately rocked his hips , his node pressed firmly against plating everything Orion buried himself into his forge, if this wasn't war he'd beg him to breed him, just string him up and use him as a fragging cum dump, over and over again.
Every time he felt him drag upon his insides it was another moment closer to the well, until neither of them could bare it any longer , the sensation was so overwhelming, Orion had to let go of him lest he crushed him. Thankfully Soundwave gripped on tight enough that the final thrust and burst that brought them to overloading didn't have him sky rocket off him in streak of Orions cum.
He locked in place, laying forward, making sure it didn't leave , that all of it stayed with it belonged...well as much as possible, it still seeped out in wispy tendrils between them.
So....this is why dying felt like, this was that saying the French used.
They remained still , just floating there a while, with beams of light breaking through the surface. Soundwave was waiting for the moment Orion would leave, just swim off, but it never came, he felt a finger rubbing slowly along his spinal strut, just nice and slow and realised, Pax was giving him after care...settling against him he sighed contentedly, this was wonderful.
It would be another ten minutes before either of them moved and Orion was back to his usual size, both returning to the surface of the cave water and climbing on the land.
Orion tried to crawl off to rest against a wall, only Soundwave was feeling playful and grabbed his ankle and pulled him back
"Oh no you don't."
And you remember how I said Seaspray reported to Optimus in the previous piece, well the moment Seaspray arrived because he'd gone on ahead was moment he saw this mech being dragged back by the ankle by Soundwave so , he had no clue that everything was consensual, that it was playful and fired his blaster....only it missed....and the walls that had been emanating lights between the cracks were full of crystals the same as the ones in the episode the God Gambit.
Everything seemed to move slow and fast all at once, without thought Orion grabbed for Soundwave, transforming back into his mermech mode, Seaspray clinging onto a fin as fire swelled and burst, rocks falling , in the panick of trying to get out with Soundwave his tail caught on the jagged opening they'd used to get in there.
There was no time to care for himself, he instinctually grabbed the prototype booster rockets from his sub space, well one of them , knowing the other didn't work, Soundwave had no time to argue and nor did Seaspray who he grabbed and attached both of them to the rocket booster sending them upwards.
Time caught up with Soundwave as he held his hand out as if he could take him with him.
Orions decision had not been thoughtless....as the caves collapsed dragged him back down into the darkness.
Soundwave had casseticons...they needed him far more than they needed an otherworlder....and as for the stranger...it was just the right thing to do.
And then everything went black as the explosion blasted him against meteor sized rocks and before he was crushed, the ghostly visage of Prowl pulled him to safety and to the hands of Optimus Prime.
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A common plot idea I have for a lot of my AUs is that after Prowl died, his soul got bound to Optimus' axe.
In my Post-War AU, Optimus Axe had a shard of the all-spark added to it, which caused Prowl's soul to bound to it.
In my Wizard AU, Optimus is a wizard. When Prowl died, his soul is bound to Optimus' axe (Which is also his wand).
Optimus never losses his axe, even when it is taken from him. This is because Prowl's soul just brings it back to him. Some people think his axe can teleport.
So, there are wizards in this world. Wizards use their mana to cast spells, and when spells are cast, they leave sparks of mana energy in the air.
There was a war, but it was a civil war that caused a giant kingdom to split into two kingdoms. Now, the planet is being attacked by Quintessons.
Optimus is a wizard. He had a wooden wand, which he added spells, magic stones, ect to build it up to an axe. So, his axe is his wand.
Then, he and the crew were attacked by Quintessons who were going after Sari (Don't ask how she got to Cybertron, or how he got the allspark power, cause I haven't figured that out yet.). The crew was losing badly. Optimus was knocked down, the rest of the crew was injured, and the Quintessons were circling Sari. Optimus didn't have the power/energy needed to fight off the rest. Prowl realized they needed to get a lot of energy/power very quickly. Prowl was injured badly, and he had Optimus kill him and soul bound him to his axe. This allowed Soul Prowl to absorb the excess sparks of energy in the air/in nature and redirect them to the axe he is attached to. This made Optimus’ axe very powerful and allowed them to win the battle.
Now, the axe is semi-conious, and can float around by itself. It's never far from Optimus, as Prowl would just bring it to him again.
