Now watch as I never draw them in this style again lol....pencil sketchy style yes. This kind of detail no. Im definitely old and tired as I realised today, I bought the 30th anniversary version of the 86 Transformers movie when it came out ten years and realised that this is the 40th year version coming out.... ;w; you wait. Same will happen to you.
Just thinking of tfa Human Optimus just on his back, jacket folded under his head as a makeshift pillow. While Thundercracker G1 lays on his front.
Upper half kinda propped up , a hand under his jaw, they're talking but there's definitely this air between them.
The seeker is looking over him, how Optimus's hand rests at the back of his head, looking up at him, casually talking , the other hand waving expressively, not overly so, but it definitely adds to the emotions Prime is displaying.
Without thinking Optimus props a leg up on Thundercrackers cockpit and sighs, resting his free hand across his waist.
Tc notices how the black shirt has ridden up a little, and curiously pokes at it, human clothes are still an oddity to him. Pushing the fabric up a little. How easily he could just handle him like a doll. How easily this Optimus Human has trusted him...
He pets over his exposed skin only to feel a pat on his hand.
"Not tonight TC, my backs still getting over from when you blew it out."
"What if I don't make it about me? What if I just like touching you?"
Optimus sighed heavily and kicked at his cockpit knowing it couldn't do any damage.
"You'll get horny and beg to take me, and I ...Will choose to regret my decisions later."
Thundercracker traced Primes side chuckling as Optimus squirmed as it clearly tickled him.
"Stop that, you over grown tin can."
He playfully kicked at him again, only for Tc to lean in closer and nuzzle against his body and kiss it.
Optimus can't help but shake his head with an affectionate smile as he pets his brow.
"We're out under the stars and all you want to do is look at me, ridiculous."
"I've seen the stars prime, they're all big burning balls of gas, they'll be here long after you and I, many have even died and still their light shines like an echo of the past."
Optimus looked up at him, his hand going from TCs brow to his cheek. Rolling his eyes , still smiling
"Pffft and what there's only one me?"
Thundercracker took his hand, the tip of his thumb still too large to sit in Primes palm as Optimus's hand sat in his.
"Yes Optimus, that's exactly what I'm saying."
Oh the way the vulnerable expression flickered in those blue eyes of his, he could hear his heart beat faster, wings fluttering, he nuzzled against him again. Using his hardlight holo form he straddled him carefully, hands sliding along the sides of Primes body, along his arms until both hands were laced with his.
"You're a shooting star, if I don't appreciate you now, you'll pass me by and I'll be a fool that misses the beauty of your life."
Face just barely an inch from his , waiting permission for something, anything more, sinking into the kiss the Prime offered him, following his lead. Forehead pressed to his when Optimus sought breath.
"I thought you said your back hurt."
"Yeah well that was before you said all that...hate that my body can't take the full version of you."
Prime huffed, shifting under the seeker.
"Never, you'd be a smear."
"But a happy one."
Thundercracker couldn't help but laugh at that
"And I thought I was the ridiculous one, you're just as-
Optimus hooked his legs around the seekers hips, with a look that said don't keep me waiting.
"What about your back?"
Prime pulled a hand free and grabbed around the neck line of Thundercrackers transformation seam pulling him closer.
"I said I'll regret my decisions later."
Btw he did regret it later, but at the time it was so worth it.
Lets cut back to where Megatron and TFA Optimus are , continued from part 68
So also a side note for anyone reading this, I'm not like great about talking about aus so I tend to write more like the interactions and they can be random...or maybe depressing depending on my mentality , feelings and so on. I have ideas for Tfa Optimus getting back to his world but I'm like there's quite a few of them and yet my brain is like but we're at part 70 shouldnt we stop-
Then I have to be like NO keep going >83 and break the fourth wall to, then there's the good and bad days being at battle with your own mind is GARBAGE I'm sure you can relate.
I would like to state again. If I talk about feeling down. Or tired or anything negative , and swearing is just part of my vocabulary or venting.
NONE of it is aimed at anyone specifically, it is situational and I'm trying to be more open so that hopefully I can be more relatable.
Most of us are probably neurodivergent on this site heh claps hands together.
So anyway without further ado, let's get back to this train wreck of a an au and thank you anyone who has stuck around this long lol xD
One extra note for the new comers.
Tfa optimus goes by Orion Pax in the G1 world so he doesnt get mixed up with Optimus Prime.
So Megatron had offered to submit himself to Orion Pax, the air felt light and whimsical in the night full of a thousand stars that littered the sky. Moonlight reflecting off of the Decepticon leaders open crest. Orions curious finger tracing along its almost petal like appearance admiring it, he'd never seen anything like this before not even in his own world.
"Even in my ways...even if my optics are caught by others..."
Orion spoke softly and noted how Megatron didn't even slightly flinch, his hand was taken with care and knuckles kissed.
"So long as you come home-
"Home?"
Megatron couldn't help but smile fondly as he watched the vulnerable expression flicker on Orions face as he wrapped an arm around him and pulled him in close, he missed him having both his ear finials but at this moment it was to stop Sentinel from contacting Pax, that fear he'd seen enraged him, he believed Orion when he said that the forces from their world would out do them and that was the worst of it, wanting to do something and realising he couldn't.
Kissing his forehead ( I have drawn pictures of tfa optimus without his helmet on)
"Yes home Orion, you are always welcome amongst us and if anyone says otherwise, I assure you there are many others who would come to your defense to. Even if your feelings do not go as deep as mine do for you, I still submit in this moment because that's my decision."
Orion's ear finial flicked, taking in every word, it was really almost impossible to think of Megatron as someone who was a war lord or even reaching the end of said era.
Orion couldn't believe even now Megatron had listened to his suggestion, his plan and now their energon levels and bounty had risen substantially, they weren't fighting to survive, they could survive.
Megatron to him in this moment wasn't a leader, wasn't the first falling blocks in a war. This was a mech who had shown an expression of trust and genuine openess.
"Soundwave...he, what he said I-"
The Decepticon leader could see him falter briefly and kept him close
"Either I or you can personally kick him in the aft for that, despite mine and his relationship I assure you if I had been been in that room he would have not gone unpunished. I state truthfully Orion Pax, we mainly considered our own feelings and culture, a mistake on our part and to come together as we did was something I have learned as a grave error on our. No my part."
"Hah no shit Megatron."
Megatron didn't argue the sarcasm of Pax's response it was well deserved nor did he loosen his grip on him, a smile forming on his lip components as Orion's arm made its way around him.
"You didn't know, I had been keeping a fair part of my information to myself and you have been patient on that. More so than one would believe you of all mechs to be."
Megatron chuckled at that statement, it couldn't be denied , most would not have gotten away with keeping their cards so close to their chest. But Orion had returned of his own accord, even though the Autobots had gotten a hold of him he still came back to them and there was something to be said for that.
"Pax, when the Unicron singularity struck you, did it really not change your personality at all, did you put it all on for the Autobots...I ask because your paint colours have been shifting again."
Orion looked up at him a small mischievous smile
"With the colour change...it gave me the idea of being able to act different, to express perhaps a how do I put it , maybe a little more aggressive side of myself. Though Starscream is red white and blue and he certainly paves the way to show it doesn't matter how patriot you are in colour scheme you should always be yourself. Heh Optimus's certainly appreciated my aggressive side...fourteen times, you know he really does have a lot of energy."
Somewhere on the Nemesis Starscream shivered.
Thundercracker glanced up at him.
"What is it? Cold?"
Starscream looked around
"I felt a disturbance in the force, someone of higher authority just complimented me."
Skywarp grabbed him from the back and gave him a noogie, dont ask me how they did that with their g1 frame types they just did.
"You're crazier than me Screamer!
Back to Megatron and Orion
The leaves of Megatrons crest (honestly i dont know what to call them! Any ideas?) Flared as he stalled and then laughed, like a wheeze laugh that bubbled up into a hearty one.
"Primus, Optimus is a turbo fox!"
Now Orion knew that term to be an insult as some of the others on the Nemesis had shared some of their terminology.
"Wait, what did he did wrong?"
The absolute dumbfounded look on Orion's face only made Megatron laugh harder but the moment Orion looked away and pull into himself, arms wrapped around himself in a form of comfort Megatron stopped immediately.
"No, no Orion, I was not laughing at you, I assure you. It was at Optimus. He acts like a paragon of purity and he didnt even have the decency to tell you what happens when he's not been intimate for a while."
Orion raised an optic brow, he had a feeling he was going to enjoy sharing a story of his own in a minute and understand why the writer chose for his time there that he didn't get emotionally attached to any of them for those ten chapters.
"What are you talking about?"
"I have no qualms telling you, after all on the battle field things can get heated with a mech you've been fighting millions of years, one...maybe a few convenient dark corners. I learned about his little problem. You didn't sleep with just Optimus, the Prime and the twelve of the past unanimously agreed they wanted a piece of you and took their turns..."
Orion stood up and straight up kicked a boulder off the side of the precipice they were on with a frustrated cry , the boulder eventually making a crashing sound as it hit the ground.
"What an asshole! I swear if I see that mother fucker! I wouldn't have minded, it's not like I haven't been part of a mass orgy before but a heads up would have been nice! I didn't even address them by their names, they did most of the work!"
Megatron was sure he'd heard the slang that had just left Orions mouth from Earth features the seekers had so insisted on watching, but Orion's response was definitely, no , no it was expected but the wording a little more of a surprise and especially what came next.
"Urgh , my hear me out kink is spectrophilia and he just...no never mind. It doesn't matter, I can just eventually role play it with someone on the ship, we know I have the libido of a rabbit in this story."
He turned and looked at Megatron who was staring at him, biting his lip.
"My Orion, you really are open to ideas aren't you..."
Orion sighed shaking his head , hand on hip and pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Perhaps, but maybe I'm off my game, I gave him the ability to look like how he did when he was Orion, I transformed into a dragon, a frigging Dragon, Megatron, apparently he used to dream of such scenarios when he was a dock worker and yet...he couldn't get far, was it me? The Primes just weren't into it?"
Megatron's spark beat faster as his vents exhaled steam.
"A...a Dragon?"
He leaned against the rocks, trying to look more enticing.
"Yes a dragon....wait...why...oh..."
Orion's gaze travelled over Megatron's body, seeing where the red on him seemed to glow brighter, the vents exhaling steam. There was something about the thickness of Megatrons form , the design of his body in this world that seemed so much more enticing to him than the Megatron of his own world ever had.
He didn't crumble at the sight before him, even if it was enticing.
"Megatron, you're not simply submitting yourself because of what happened earlier are you? You're Megatron, you don't submit and or belong to anybody, but I know you're cunning, you're smart and diplomatic, perhaps you are simply showing me this side to soothe that broken side of me you saw earlier."
Megatron straight up took off his arm cannon and kicked it to the side.
"I am also a mech who can make my own decisions in what I want and who I allow to see this side of me."
He motioned to his crest, becoming more forthright, he was not going to allow this to pass, he would not let Orion most of all think he was doing any of this for the sake of diplomacy.
"If I wanted to be all 'diplomatic'-"
He quoted with finger quotes
"I'd have invited you to my room with high grade and saccharin words to stroke your ego, not somewhere where we are completely alone. I like you Orion, I want you in my life, from conversation to intimate company, what you do with your spark and body is of your own free will but my offer to you this night is of my own. I offer myself to you not out of pity but because in you I see equality, a match."
Orion stared blankly at him, more out of surprise than anything, it was taking a moment for what he was hearing to catch up with his processor.
Megatron went to his feet and took Orion's hands in his.
"Pax. I'm not asking you to transform into a dragon, not now but definitely another time. But I've suspected something you haven't been telling me, but I've never forgotten the moment you straight up pushed me back against the wall in a way no one else could. Physically you're stronger than me...and you've held that back and controlled your strength, I believe any other Prime would have acted upon that and put an end to me and others."
Orions fingers curled into Megatron's, but he didn't look at him
(Brain stop trying to add logic , stop trying to add logic we're in this story for escapism stfu!)
"Well when I landed on you when I came to this world I thought ...still do find you one of the most handsome mechs I've ever seen, I've even seen Optimus's face...it's just...I don't know, not the same, no I'm not that shallow...I could ramble I could go on and on about why I like you why I love Soundwave-"
Orion stopped immediately, no one ever wanted to hear that, that they were liked and loved another. He pulled away , ready to apologise to him only to be gently brought back.
"Prime."
Megatron called him Prime. Fuck, fuck, fuck he must be ready to blow his lights out , he tensed, optics closing, he could defend himself, he could but maybe he shouldn't-
Megatron cupped his cheek smiling affectionately
"You don't need to worry so much my Prime, you and Soundwave have history, to my knowledge you have never spoken so fondly of your worlds Megatron as you do me and I take pride in that, more than I probably should, but I do, we are in the courting stages to work on where we go with our emotions, even if we remain where we are with them I will not worry. I'm certainly curious to see how Shockwave will respond to you, but that is for another time or our writer might have a melt down panicking about the explanations instead of just letting things happen."
Orion nodded, becoming more stable as the worry of threat clearly wasn't there.
"But why Prime? Why are you calling me Prime. It's just a rank from where I come from, Magnus is the highest one, I don't understand..."
Megatron watched him going over the million reasons in his processor and felt a flutter in his spark
"Orion, it's because out of the thirteen Primes, those who have gone and turned to rust, even the Prime of today, there's something...how was it you put it, different about you. Optimus was built to be a match in this war...that thanks to you is hopefully coming to an end..."
Orion's singular ear finial perked up, instead of giving a serious answer he blushed and replied coyly as he pushed him away a little
"Stop lying Con, you just like that I'm younger than you by half your age, you dirty old mech."
Megatron blinked, thrown off momentarily, his Orion was deflecting, clearly unable to accept the compliment right now, considering the trumas he had experienced it wasn't a surprise so instead played along.
"Maybe I am just a dirty old mech, is it working?"
Megatron winked , nuzzling his nose against Pax's.
"Hmmm very much so..."
He place a finger under the older mechs chin ,
"You want me to take charge, should I change anything about myself to indulge you sir?"
"Not a single thing, I like you, just as you are."
Megatron carefully pushed up part of Orion's top lip revealing one of his fangs.
"All of you, even if you have to go back and cut them again...remember us. Remember there is a home you're welcomed to and loved and if you can find a way back that suits you as you will not allow us to fight for you. I implore you and I never beg. Come back to us. Please."
And that was it, that was all it took for Orion to bring him up against a wall and for them to find their way to the floor, a small chuckle shared as Megatron pulled a rock from underneath him that was digging into his back and tossed to the side, it wasn't fast there was a playfulness to it, touches and exploration, fingers tracing and etching into memory every line, this was something more than his interactions with the others...that much was clear, there was something warmer, closer more intimate, verging on that un named mech. To be so personal with Megatron and to feel a warmth only a select few would ever have the privilege to.
It wasn't just sex. No that was too base a description it was much more than that, more than he'd perhaps ever experienced it wasn't just motions as they touched as they kissed and more, there was a want to know more, to be more, to understand their chemistry and while he could have taken all the power from Megatron, he didn't, it wasn't like that, not in this moment. It was tender, a work of art to a building beautiful finish of sensations building and blooming in a world of colour and sparks, enough to dent and leave painted finger lines along the back and accidental cracked siren light on Paxs back and red scraped over silver.
An Optimus and a Megatron worlds apart and yet in this moment, every single thing the universal deciding fates had put these two together to share this moment of unyeilding passion until the last flourishing finish to rest and stay still and hold one another and what a sight to behold as they stared at the stars afterwards, to see the horizon lined with gold and pinks and faintest of pale blues.
"Have we really been out here that long?"
Orion asked softly, still laying atop Megatron's form, nuzzling his neck and caressing the leaves of his crest that so affectionately responded curling to his fingers.
"It would seem so Orion."
He replied, the world somehow seemed brighter, he felt docile and wonderful, Orion had paid attention to every part of him in a way he hadn't experienced in a long time, after all war didn't allow for such things, but under endless stars and just them into the morning light.
It wasn't what he'd experienced with Optimus on battle field where it was rough dirty and feral, they had been two mechs, just two Cybertronians, it was so different and perhaps confirmed even more for him that perhaps the Prime was this world was the one made for war and despite how tacky some might think it, this one was made for love.
Fingers tracing Orions back an arm around it.
"Promise us, promise Soundwave , the casseticons, everyone who has come to grow fond of you that you'll come back, promise me that you will. Or I'll have to break mine and hunt you down."
Orion couldn't help but laugh lifting his head
"You don't mean that."
Megatron gave him a look that couldn't be mistaken
"Soundwave would shoot me if I kept your promise under those circumstances, I assure you, he's quite besotted when it comes to you."
Orion pressed a finger to his lips.
"Megatron right now. I'm with you, right now. I want to think only of that and what you shared with me, what I was a part of with you."
Megatron kissed his finger and nodded understanding.
"And what was that Orion?"
The ex autobot put his head back down on his chest, listening to his spark beat and smiled as the sun began to bloom over the skyline.
"Something wonderful."
End of part 70 ramble and omg as always I kept getting interrupted during it. ;w;
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