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Day to Day	By : anonfeather Category: Transformers > G1 > Slash - M/M Views: 2678 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title:
Day to Day (Part 2/3)
Rating: M/NC-17
Pairing: Megatron/Soundwave, implied past Megatron/Starscream
Universe: G1
Disclaimer: Not mine, Hasbro's and other people.
Warnings: Dub-con, rough
Website: http://anon-feather.livejournal.com/
Summary: This is a prompt taken from the tfanonkink. I would like Megatron having.. little sessions with Soundwave. All of which are unexpected, and surprise the gigawatt's out of Soundwave. (complete prompt: http://community.livejournal.com/tfanonkink/491.html?thread=2812651#t2812651 )
Author's Note: This is the second part to the almost pointless smut. I generously thank anontfwriter for taking the time to beta this. This chapter is somewhat more dub-con than the previous...More violent... But it gets better :).
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The encounter in his quarters left him completely confused. He didn't know why, but it was more than obvious that Megatron wanted him. Soundwave wondered what could have brought this sudden interest. In the following days, Soundwave paid careful attention to his leader. Since the encounter in his quarters, Soundwave didn't block Megatron's projection. So far, Megatron hadn't made another advance. Things were busy for the Decepticon’s; they were preparing an important raid.
Every interaction Megatron had with his third of command was very professional. Though Soundwave had to admit though that previous advances were made when they were alone. For now, the command centre was always bustling with activity. Soundwave continuously sorted the multitude of information his symbiotes brought him. When necessary, he gave his leader an update. During those moments, Megatron was good at avoiding projecting any desire. It was only when Soundwave turned around to return to his regular chair that he would received pings of lust in his direction. Megatron was obviously leering at him.
This often caused Starscream to fume. The second-in-command was more aggressive and prissier than usual. Occasionally a spike of jealousy was often sent his way. It wasn't unusual to receive that vibe from Starscream. What disturbed him was that it was coming from a different source. Usually it came when the troops obeyed him faster or when the Autobot’s considered him to be more of a threat. Now it came whenever Megatron interacted with him. Soundwave was starting to get bothered by this entanglement he seemed to now be a part of.
“So he's giving it to you good?” An irritating voice asked near his audio as he was taking his rations from the station. Soundwave turned and silently face Starscream. “Hope you enjoy it!”
“Starscream: Envious?”
“Why the frag would I be envious! I've had him. I got enough of it. I left. I don't care anymore.”
“Situation: Why bring it up?”
“That's none of your business!” Starscream screeched, gathering some looks from the troops. Soundwave kept a pointed look on Starscream. Really if it wasn't his business, why did he bring it up? Soundwave probed the seekers mind superficially. He received conflicted emotions of relief and frustration from the seeker as he calmed down.
On the handsome face a devious smile was drawn. “Let's just say, it's better you than me!” With that the seeker cackled and turned away.
Soundwave had some other similar encounters with the seeker. Starscream was always the one to start them and when Soundwave tried to understand what the meaning behind the words was, Starscream would always give a similar answer.
“Better you then me, honestly. You'll see. You'll see exactly what I mean after the raid.”
Soundwave anxiously waited for the raid. More precisely what would happen afterward. He analysed Megatron's and Starscream's relationship. It was well known that Starscream often kept the leader's berth warm. Though, it seemed that recent developments had stopped those encounters. For once, Soundwave decided to pay attention to local gossip in the rec room. He also asked Rumble and Frenzy to update him. They were confused but gave him the info. Most of which was useless and disturbing. Quickly the twins gathered he wanted more background about the leader and the second-in-commands relationship.
“Well here's the deal Boss.” Started Rumble. “Megs and Screamer, they 'face. Been doing that for a while. Since before Starscream was made SIC. You know it, I know it, the 'bots know it.”
“But Screamer's a slut.” Added Frenzy. “Old Megs doesn't like that much.”
“Soundwave: Had gathered as much.”
“Hey, we're just giving you what you asked! If you already know this we'll go an' do something else with our time!”
Soundwave stayed silent and bore down on his symbiotes. After a few astro-seconds they fidgeted and continued their rapport, ignoring the interruption.
“Well, Megs just got fed up with it.”
“And this time it's serious! It's not like all those other times. They haven't fragged, for like months!”
“Never lasted more than a week before.”
Soundwave processed the information. A quick calculation lead him to find that the moment Megatron's and Starscream's intimate relation stopped was around the same time Megatron made his first move.
“So Boss,” Rumble said with a devious grin. “Since when are you interested in anything related to 'facing?”
“None of your concern.”
“Oh c'mon!”
“Desist!” Sensing he wouldn't get any peace, he ordered them to return inside of him. The twins exchanged a knowing look.
“Fine.” Rumble grumbled as he transformed and jumped into his guardian's chest.
“We already know anyways. We got a bet riding on ya.” Frenzy added before transforming and following his brother. Soundwave wanted to call them back to so they would talk about their bet but thought against it. They were baiting him, and any further conversation would just lead to embarrassment. Besides, the raid was planned for today.
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The raid could have gone better, but it could have gone a lot worse too. They lost the fight and didn't permanently offline any Autobot’s but they did make off with a good amount of energon before retreating. Not enough to celebrate but enough not to starve for the coming weeks. The Decepticon troops were generally pleased. Soundwave tried to gage Megatron's mood. It seemed rather sour after having been defeated by Optimus. None the less, he only shot his fusion cannon once towards Starscream when he antagonized the gunformer for his defeat.
Once back to the base, Soundwave started on his usual unread mission report in the command room. He also did stock inventory and calculated what could be sent to Shockwave back on Cybertron.
The command centre was a better place to work then his quarters. On a normal day, the cassettes were tolerable, but after this small non-victory the twins would bring back some stolen high-grade and celebrate.
Stolen or ill-gotten, Soundwave though as he remembered about their bet. He should have taken them out and probed their minds.
The door opened Soundwave absent-mildly acknowledged the presence as he worked on the document to send to Shockwave. He silently berated himself for not having done a thorough investigation on Starscream's warnings. Obviously nothing was happening. The slagger was probably messing with his processor out of usual spite.
“Soundwave,” a voice rumble next to him. He startled slightly but outside kept his cool. He kept his constant typing and answered Megatron.
“Lord Megatron. Soundwave: Presence required?”
A sudden violent mental projection was sent his way. It made him dizzy. Just as he regained focus, he was mech-handled until he was leaning against the console with Megatron pressing down on him. Megatron's face was inches apart from his own. His optics held an angry glow. Soundwave kept silent and immobile, waiting for whatever his master desired. His spark was buzzing nervously but he willed it to settle down. He felt wrathful energy rolling off of Megatron.
Minutes passed and finally the anger started to dissipate. Soundwave felt that it was still lurking under the surface but it seemed as if Megatron was trying to keep it under wraps. Megatron raised his hand to Soundwave's mask.
“You have a mouth underneath, right?” Soundwave gave an imperceptible nod. “Good. Retract it. Get on your knees.”
Soundwave stalled for an instant before he dropped down as he felt the anger coming back. He retracted the mask as his master ordered, but kept his face low to avoid showing his face. He felt uncomfortable without his facial shield.
Megatron placed a hand on his helm and pulled his face toward his interface panel. “Lick.”
Soundwave hesitantly obeyed. He stuck out his glossa and gave a tentative lick. Megatron pushed him closer, obvious that he expected more than one swipe. He licked again, trailing over one of the seams. Megatron gave an encouraging grunt and thrust. His panel was starting to warm-up indication his arousal.
The communications officer continued his task until Megatron pulled his head back. Soundwave felt exposed showing his uncovered face and tried to pull away. Megatron's grip was strong and kept him there. The angry glow in his optics return. He wanted nothing that would contradict his desire. “Remove your visor.” Soundwave trembled but did as he was told. He held Megatron's gaze and stayed immobile.
Megatron gave a pleased murmur at the sight. Then his panel opened and his spike jutted out an inch from the kneeling mech. He pulled Soundwave's face toward it. “Suck.”
Soundwave was glad for the broken eye contact. He revelled in knowing that his face would be partially hidden again as he obeyed the order. His optic gazed at the size of it and he worried. Megatron insistently pulled his head towards it, blindly stabbing at his mouth. Soundwave awkwardly brought his mouth to it and licked. The large spike jabbed trying to get inside. Soundwave opened his mouth wide to take it inside.
As soon as the head was in, Megatron pushed forcefully inside. He kept Soundwave's head in place as his third in command gagged and tied to pull away. Then he backed out and thrust inside again. He did this a couple more times before giving Soundwave a reprieve. Some of his salivary fluid dripped from his faceplate to his chin. The spike in front of him was poking at him again, urging him to continue. Not wanting to receive the rough treatment again, he grabbed the hold of the spike with his servos, using them as stoppers if his lord were to push. Luckily Megatron didn't stop him. He bucked trying to force himself deep, but he enjoyed the servos moving on him as well.
Even with Soundwave's obvious lack of talent in giving head, Megatron was pleased with what was being received. He gave appreciative grunts and petted the Soundwave's head. He decided to pull the head back to look at Soundwave's faceplate. He was a nice enough looking mech with alabaster coloring. Though the mouthplate around his spike and nervous look in the optic was what was the most exciting.
Again Soundwave tried to disengage the hold to break the eye contact. This time Megatron was darkly amused and let him pull away. “I'll have to teach you to stop turning away when I look at you. You have the prettiest face when sucking my spike.”
Soundwave didn't reply. Instead he returned to his task hoping to distract his master from commenting on his face or trying to look at it again. However, before he could, Megatron pulled him to his feet and lifted him on the console. The wrath that was earlier lurking around seemed to have melted down and was replaced with the dark playfulness that Soundwave recognized when Megatron came to his quarters.
A black servo started to rub on his panel as the other one held his face straight. “Don't be shy now. Hmm, you look much more delicious like this than with your face guard. I could order you never to wear it again but I fear I'd always be distracted. I'll just keep thinking to bend you over and take you.”
Soundwave shivered. Megatron's mind was sending those lustful projections that were starting to warm his systems.
“The troops would like to touch you. Take you. But I won't let them. They'd be allowed to look, make you their recharge time fantasy.” As he spoke, Megatron slipped two finger's in Soundwave's mouth. Immediately, the navy mech started sucking on them. “Ah, yes, suck them. You miss my spike in your mouth already do you? Don't worry it'll be back inside of you in a moment. Such a shame we couldn't finish our earlier tryst. I blasted Starscream through a wall after the slagger's call.”
The servo rubbing his panel was insistent. It scratched at the seam to get it to open. Soundwave didn't wait for the order and slid the plate open.
“Eager aren't we?” Megatron asked. Though he asked, it was obvious that he was the eager one. He quickly pushed in two fingers. Soundwave braced against the intrusion and bite down on the fingers. Megatron's faceplate showed annoyance but he sent a pleased vibe at the sight. He scissored inside of Soundwave's valve, trying to get more lubricant faster. He was getting impatient especially after Soundwave moaned around his digits.
“I can't wait any longer. I'm taking you. Now.” Megatron pulled out his fingers from the valve and mouth then spread Soundwave's legs further apart. He rubbed his spike at the entrance before thrusting inside. Soundwave bit his lower lip to avoid screaming out. Megatron was large, and he was painfully under-stretched. But the pleasure that Megatron was projecting compensated.
Megatron didn't wait for Soundwave to adjust. He pulled out and thrust back inside at a manic pace. Soundwave servos were digging into Megatron's shoulders. He closed his eyes tight and reached in the pleasure Megatron was enjoying instead of his pain. He felt his leader close to the edge of release and he synched his mind to it.
As Megatron came, so did his mind. Small electric current travelled through his body, causing him small spasms. Megatron was pleased by the sight, and part of him wanted to keep watching Soundwave's unguarded face. Instead he pulled himself away.
Without his lord supporting him, Soundwave slumped to the floor. The overload had left him weak. As it subsided the throbbing in his valve left him immobile. Megatron subspaced a cloth and let it fall near his prone subordinate. A smirk played across his faceplate.
“Better clean yourself.” In after though, he added: “And make sure no important buttons were pressed during our session.”
Soundwave nodded and when his master left, he let his visor and facemask slide back in place. He wiped himself, threw away the used fabric and pulled himself up. He checked the systems, but was too tired to care about Shockwave receiving an incomplete and incomprehensible status rapport. At least the intercom hadn't been hit. He staggered out of command room and managed to enter his quarters without encountering anyone.
His symbiotes looked at him curiously. Then Rumble and Frenzy laughed at his fragged look and limp.
“Return.” He ordered. The condor twins, Ratbat and Ravage obediently followed.
“Come on, we need the dirt!”
“Lay it thick!”
“Return!”
“You suck.” Frenzy grumbled.
“He probably did!” Rumble laughed. Soundwave lost patience and kicked them out of the quarters. They laughed as they flew into a wall.
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Sorry for the Soundwave torture. And I love those little punks XD. Thanks for reading. The last part will be up soon.
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