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Truce - Chapter 1 - Single chapter

Fandom: Transformers - All Media Rating: Explicit (Too Explicit) Relationships: Megatron/Optimus

so… I somehow ended up writing a #megop fanfic. honestly? didn’t think I still had it in me. I’ve been rereading a few lately and something just clicked — like, maybe it’s time I tried again. it’s probably not the best thing out there (lol far from it), but I poured a bit of myself into it and that has to count for something, right? read it if you want. I’d love to hear what you think — even if it’s just a “hey, this part made me feel something.”

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Optimus lost himself amid his own sighs and moans. He unsuccessfully tried to gather what little sanity he had left to reflect on what was happening or why all this was happening. He had received a message from Megatron demanding that he meet him in secret and alone in a cave 600 kilometers away from where the Ark was located. His enemy said he wanted to negotiate a possible truce. The leader of the Autobots, even though he suspected treachery and an ambush, decided to take the risk. After all, when had he ever had a chance to negotiate peace with the leader of the Decepticons?

He bet everything on this unusual meeting and headed for the agreed location. He armed himself, anticipating some treacherous action from his enemy or his second in command. However, strangely enough, the gray mech kept his word this time. Upon arriving, Optimus realized that he was alone and unarmed. He had his back to the cave entrance when the blue and red mech arrived. He smiled mischievously as soon as he sensed his presence, but did not turn to face him.

-You took your time, Prime!

-Cut to the chase, Megatron! Get to the point. Why did you really call me here? I'm still not convinced about this truce business.

-The Decepticon didn't answer right away. He just gave a sarcastic chuckle, making the other even more fearful.

-Come on, spit it out! What do you want?

Megatron turned slowly and walked slowly and heavily toward Prime, stopping very close to his face. The other couldn't hide the uneasiness that this proximity caused him. The gray Mech, in a quick and strong gesture, made his mask retract and reveal his lips. He held his face up and stared into his optics with a provocative and wild look. The Prime felt his face burn with the gesture and, frightened, widened his optics and opened his mouth slightly. His mind insisted on not wanting to understand what was happening, but his spark knew very well. And Megatron realized that.

-Why say it when I can show it?

Optimus was about to reply, but before any thought of a response could pass through his database, Megatron moved in on his lips. The red mech tried to push him away, but a warmth filled his spark in an enveloping way. It was the most sensual kiss he had ever received in his entire life.

What madness was he doing? He was meeting in secret in a place so remote that it seemed untouched by humanity. And with whom? The one he should hate more than anything. His worst enemy and responsible for so much misery. The despot who ruined his homeland and caused thousands to succumb to his unbridled ambition. He should despise him, hate him more than anything, and destroy him as soon as he had the chance. Then, perhaps, peace on his planet would have a chance of happening.

But... Then... Why on earth was he there? And allowing all this to happen?

As Optimus allowed Megatron's hands to roam over his body, he mentally punished himself for the feelings that flooded his mind and his spark. He wanted to feel disgust at having his tongue exploring his mouth, but the sensation was so good! As much as he didn't want to admit it, he was loving being treated that way by him.

-M... Megatron... No! I don't... want to... He broke free from the kiss, trying in vain to restore what little common sense he had left. It was useless! The other just smiled with the corner of his mouth, mocking his foolish attempt at rationality.

-You don't want to? Uhuhuh! He said, running his hand down the red and blue mech's crotch, touching a sensitive spot of his intimacy. He smiled even more when he heard the other let out a long sigh, rolling his eyes, and then pulled his hand back, showing him his fingers drenched in his transfluid.

-That's not what your body is saying.

Optimus tried to reply, but the other silenced him with another intense and possessive kiss. The Decepticon began to push him toward a wall of rocks where there was a stone next to it that resembled a huge table. How convenient for the gray mech! It didn't take long for him to lay the frightened Autobot on the stone and continue his sweet torture.

Prime sighed deeply with each thrust he endured. His mind began to lose control and surrender to the sensations of his body. Megatron bit and sucked vigorously on his neck, but was careful not to hurt him. Gradually, he began to run his tongue down the length of his body until he reached his groin. In a reflex, Optimus closed his legs, still resorting to what little sanity he had left, but the other would not stop just because of a sudden remnant of modesty from the Autobot.

“No! Don't do that, Megatron! We can't.”

“Who says?”

“It would be a betrayal of our subordinates' trust.”

“I'll worry about that later.”

Optimus was about to respond, but once again his body betrayed his reason. Megatron opened the cover of his groin without difficulty and kissed the inside of his thighs until he finally slid his tongue all over his valve, sucking, licking, and giving light bites. The Autobot moaned loudly and the last fragment of reason he had left disappeared completely. The gray mech took advantage of the blue and red's excitement and stuck a finger inside him, watching his reaction. He arched his body and moaned even louder as he wiggled, begging for more.

"Ah, so tight! How long has it been since you've fucked, Prime? I knew that idiot Elita-1 wasn't taking care of you like you deserved.”

The Autobot was so lost in his sensations that he didn't pay attention to what the other said.

“M... Megatron... put another one in... Aaahh...”

The Decepticon smiled smugly, satisfied to see his enemy surrendering.

“Uhuhuhu! I'll do much better than that, cutie!”

Megatron stood up and, taking advantage of the fact that Optimus was lying down, placed his legs over his shoulders. He then lifted the cover of his groin, revealing his cable and positioning it right at the entrance of the blue and red mech's valve. Optimus just stared, anxious about what was to come, lifting his hips so that Megatron could hold him.

The gray mech penetrated the Autobot completely, but gently so as not to hurt him. He began thrusting slowly, feeling him gradually relax and give in. Optimus, in turn, forgot everything for a moment: his mission, his friends, his girlfriend... All he could do was fill the cave with his moans and grind against the other mech's crotch, begging him to give him more and more. The other, in turn, seeing the Prime so receptive to his advances, realized he no longer needed to control himself. And he had no mercy in whipping him with force and desire, as if he were the most vulgar of prostitutes.

_Aaahhh... aaahhh... M... Megatron... harder...

_ Uhhh... You like me to take you hard, don't you, Prime?

_ Y... Yes!

_Then come here! I want to hear you scream!

In one swift movement, Megatron changed Optimus' position, leaving him on all fours, his face pressed against the floor and his rear end raised high, exposing his valve, now wide open. The Decepticon stood behind him, provocatively stroking his own cable.

“Come on! Ask for my cable! Say you want me to fuck you more.”

Optimus looked pleadingly, but a last reflex of modesty prevented him from doing what Megatron wanted. And what he so desperately wanted.

“Come on, Prime! Ask for it, because that's what you are. Ask me to fuck you more, come on! Look how your valve is dripping! Don't try to play the saint now! Ask for my fucking cock, Optimus!”

An intense heat took hold of the spark and even more so of Optimus' valve. Those vulgar words! That brutality! That macho attitude Megatron had... Oh, screw sanity! Screw everything! This was too much!

_M... Megatron! Give me more of your cable! Fuck me harder, come on! Fuck me hard! I want it! I want it so bad! I want it all inside me. Please, please...

The gray mech smiled victoriously once again. Any victory he might have in battle later would be nothing compared to this one.

Ah, very good, Optimus! That's how I like it. Now here's your reward.

And he penetrated the blue and red mech once more, but this time, without such gentleness. He thrust hard, almost hurting him. Optimus screamed even louder. He had never experienced anything like this in his entire life. He had always been active, both with mechs and femmes. And now, on his first time as a bottom, he felt that everything he had done with the interface until today had been nothing but child's play.

_ Aaaaahhhh... that feels so good, Megatron... Stick it in more... ooohhh...

Megatron intensified his attacks even further. Optimus felt his cooling system kick in. He was approaching overload. And his voice grew louder and louder.

In an explosion of sensations, ecstasy overwhelmed Prime. The overload was so strong that he couldn't even stop grinding even after the sensation ended. Megatron thrust harder inside him and, roaring like a wild beast, it didn't take long for his overload to arrive and flood Prime's valve with his transfluid.

They remained in the same position for a while until their bodies calmed down. Then the Decepticon lay down on the rock next to Optimus and pulled him toward him, caressing his back.

“You're hot, huh! I already suspected you had this side to you. But I wanted to be sure,” said Megatron as he pulled the Prime closer to him. Optimus said nothing. He looked sad. He felt guilty about what had happened.

What's wrong? Why do you look like that?

I shouldn't have done that. You're my enemy! I betrayed my comrades. They'll never forgive me if they find out. And the same goes for you, Megatron. The Decepticons will never respect you again if they find out. Megatron smiled maliciously again. Prime's excessive moralizing was amusing and dangerously naive.

_You know what, Optimus? Neither my subordinates nor yours will do anything if they find out. And you know why? Ehehehe! Because they have no moral standing to demand anything from us.

_ What? How can you be so sure?

Easy! In the distance, a sound could be heard that sounded like the moans of two beings. One was higher pitched and the other lower, which Optimus recognized immediately.

S… Skyfire?

Yes! And you can guess who the other one is, right?

Starscream! But… how could Skyfire?

And they're not the only ones. Come with me and I'll show you! This cave is quite popular. Ehehehehe.

Megatron took Optimus to another part of the cave to show him how it was well used by both factions. And it wasn't long before more surprises were revealed.

See that over there, Prime? Do you recognize it?

Not that one! Blaster! Together with Soundwave.

Yes! Our communications officers get along very well. Come on! There's more. Further on, more news for Optimus.

See how your second in command enjoys himself in his spare time.

Jazz? Together with Thundercracker and Skywarp? But he's connected to Prowl! What now?

Don't worry! Prowl is too busy to worry about that. Look!And Optimus got quite a shock when he saw Prowl having fun in a very special way with the Constructicons.

_ See, Prime? There's no reason to feel guilty. Everyone is having fun and they have no right to demand or judge either of us. Now how about we go back and pick up where we left off, huh?

Optimus was annoyed. Did that mean he had been deceived all along? His companions had been having fun with the Decepticons right under his bumper, and he never suspected a thing? Oh, what boundless deceit! He had been worrying all along about a possible Decepticon attack on the base. Apparently, he had been worrying for nothing, hadn't he? He grabbed Megatron's hand and pulled him toward where they were.

“You know what? You're right! Screw them! Let's keep going! And woe betide anyone who thinks of saying anything if they see us.”

“Hm! That's right, Optimus! That's the spirit! Now let's go, I want to see what else you've got.” And with a hard slap on his rear end from Megatron, Optimus stared at him and walked toward where they were with long, quick strides. Apparently, he wanted to quickly resume what he had finished earlier. And Megatron, without a doubt, would readily help him with that. After all, the truce had to be put to good use before the war resumed.

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