Fic A New Mask to Hide Behind, TFP MegOp
Rating: Explicit
Summary:
For a moment Optimus clearly thinks of not answering, of keeping his lips shut tight against the press of his digit. And then he responds anyway. “Hardly alone with a ship full of your loyal warriors Megatron, and we both know backup is at hand for a rescue.” Megatron hums his consideration, all too aware of the quick rescues the Autobots are fond of. His thumb slips into Optimus’ mouth and the fool has the gall to look surprised by it, as if he hadn’t allowed it. “Then I suppose I had make the best of it. I have a gift for you.” His thumb presses down on the slick glossa and he savours the wet heat of it for a moment before he moves it, jamming it between the raised edges of denta to pry open Optimus’ mouth wide. “Without your mask, you must be feeling so exposed, old friend. So I have a new one for you.” --- Megatron has a gift for Optimus. He hopes the Prime chokes on it, over and over again. He'll need the practice, after all.
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