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"Ah! ngh, Mega-ahh!" Optimus cried out, wet squelching sound can be heard loudly in their shared room as Megatron's digits thrusting in and out of Optimus' valve.
The smaller bot can only claws pathetically at Megatron's arms and chest as he gets beautifully set on edge.
Megatron hums near Optimus' twitching audials before he licks it, nipping that finial until the one who posseses them cries out another incoherent noises and whines. How megatron love every little sounds that he makes.
"I only use my fingers and you're already a mess my dear, sensitive much in the morning?" Megatron said as he curls his digits inside.
"AHHH?! Ahhn!" Optimus snaped, Megatron had to hold him down with his free hand as his frame seized, hips bucked up and fluids squirts out in short spurts at first before he let out a fountain and soaked Megatron's hand with his fluid.
"Beautiful." Megatron whispers in awe, he's laying next to Optimus with one of his hand supporting his head as he very much enjoyed the view, he could get used to this. His conjunx trembling in his hold as he takes care of him, those sweet sounds, his sensitive frame, a face that Megatron will never get bored of, pretty lips that taste sweeter on each kiss, don't get him even started on how Optimus is a brilliant mech both in processor and skills. Megatron proudly admits that he's truly head over heels for the Prime.
Small grunt poked Megatron's little bubble of thoughts. "Back with me, Dear?" The mech in question blinked his optics sleepily and replied with a little nod. Megatron chuckled and left a quick peck on Optimus' cheek, earning a soft sigh.
This morning was really something, Megatron woke up from recharge finding Optimus' big blue optics staring at him, the mech was shy at first but after some reassurance from Megatron he learns that Optimus can be a little needy in the morning and he happily took some notes in his processor about that fact. And here's where they end up with.
"Mmm.. What are you thinkin' about?" Optimus asked as if he can sense Megatron's processor is somewhere else for a second. Laziness can be heard from his voice and megatron thinks it's cute. "Thinking about you." Megatron smiles and rest his servo on Optimus' hips. He earned an optic roll and pouty lips as a result but Megatron took that opportunity to kiss those plump lips.
Optimus huffed "You're cheesy", trying to look annoyed but he can't contain his smile. He wrapped his arms around Megatron's neck and nuzzles onto him, squirming as his thighs rubbed together "But I'm right here, why don't you pay attention to the real thing first?" He stroked at Megatron's spike housing.
Megatron's breath hitched, "naughty one." he let out his spike and Optimus moaned at the sight, his digits traced every ridges of that big fat spike.
Megatron chuckled, "I suppose, we're far from done my dear." Optimus pulls him down in a deep kiss, a silent agreement.