Nothing To Fear | By : Neko234 Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > Slash - M/M Views: 1746 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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8/25/08
Ultra Magnus x Sentinel Prime (TF:A)
Nothing To Fear
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Sentinel was -NOT- jealous. Just because he growled and felt the need to break something every time Ultra Magnus talked to Optimus or flashed him that rare charming smile, it did not mean he was JEALOUS!
'ARRRGH!' Sentinel screamed mentally, denting the wall from the force of his enraged punch. His fingers stung, but honestly he didn't care, not when he had just heard from Jazz that Optimus and Ultra Magnus were discussing something 'important'. And in his private quarters no less! Not once had Sentinel been invited into Ultra Magnus's private quarters!
'Filthy fragger! First Optimus tried to steal Elita away from me, NOW he's trying to steal Ultra Magnus away!' Sentinel thought furiously, striding towards Magnus's quarters. He stopped in front of the door, determined to interrupt in any way he could when a noise stopped him in his tracks.
"Oooohh!" A moan. Sentinel felt his spark plummet, as he got closer to the door. Frustrated sounds of what seemed to be pleasure escaped from the two bots inside. The blue and orange mech shivered in fear, optics widening at a particularly loud moan then a thump.
'T-This! FRAG IT ALL!' Sentinel stormed away to go for a -long- drive, engine revving with rage.
When he finally returned his anger had cooled, but only slightly. It did make him feel better to know that Optimus had finally left. But the insecurities and fears that he might never get his chance to confess to his commander had Sentinel immediately seeking out the older bot. He found him in the meeting room, gathering up data discs and reports.
Sentinel's spark pulsed quickly, his frame tensing up as he stiffly walked over to Ultra Magnus.
"Commander, sir!" Sentinel exclaimed, saluting the taller mech. Ultra Magnus looked at him, nodded, and said, "At ease soldier. What do you need Sentinel?" Chewing on his lower lip Sentinel briefly wondered how he should phrase his question or confession.
"Ah...Um today well I heard you...and Optimus -Prime- together in your um...private quarters." Sentinel stammered, heat stealing over his faceplates as he stared down at his feet. Primus! Why was this so hard to say? Ultra Magnus was staring at him with slight worry, for Sentinel -never- stammered.
"S-Sir! We're you and Optimus interfacing?" Sentinel finally blurted out. He suddenly went silent, hoping...praying Primus would strike him down this instant. How could he ask something so -personal-! Ultra Magnus was staring wide-eyed at the younger mech, faceplates flushing slightly.
"Me? Interface with Optimus. Oh Primus no, we don't...I mean for Primus sakes he's already bonded with someone! Of course we don't...interface." The commander said, blushing even more and stumbling over his words. Why did he suddenly feel so embarrassed? Sentinel's head shot up at those words, gaping openly at Ultra Magnus.
So it was...possible that Magnus might - just might be his? Sentinel moved a little closer to Ultra Magnus, his tone somewhat hurt, "I heard well...strange noises like moans coming from your quarters, sir." The taller mech rubbed the bridge of his nose, optics closing tiredly.
"We were playing a strategy game...and I know you've never seen me play one, but Jazz has and well I get pretty vocal when I lose." Ultra Magnus replied with an embarrassed look. Sentinel gave him an obvious 'I-don't-trust-you' look, bringing another sigh to Magnus's lips.
"If you need confirmation on that just as Jazz, and you -know- he is not a liar." The commander said wearily. Sentinel came closer, hesitating for a moment, then finally placing his hand on Ultra Magnus's chassis. He could feel the warmth radiating from it, the spark pulsing rapidly underneath his armor.
"Sir I...I'm sorry I jumped to conclusions but I was just so...jealous." He nearly whispered the word, optics closing in shame. There was silence between the two then warm arms wrapped around Sentinel's frame, pulling him closer to Ultra Magnus's chassis.
"There's no need to be jealous Sentinel. Optimus is my friend and comrade nothing more, but you...You're -much- more than that." The commander replied, a soft smile on his face and in his voice. Sentinel felt his faceplates heat up, resisting the urge to just bury his face in Ultra Magnus's chassis. He looked up with hopeful optics, spark hammering against his chest.
"S-Sir...I...love you." Sentinel finally said, as his tone turned breathy. Ultra Magnus gazed at him for a moment then swept him into a passionate kiss, large white hands placing themselves on either side of Sentinel's cheeks. Their glossa’s rubbed against one another, as the two mechs moaned and panted into the kiss. It was so slagging -amazing-!
The broke the kiss off at the same time, Sentinel gazing into Ultra Magnus's optics. He suddenly found himself being pressed against the meeting table, a strange thrill of excitement and pleasure running through him at the thought of interfacing on that very table. Apparently his commander was having the same thoughts because he instantly captured Sentinel's lips again, groaning happily into the kiss.
Ultra Magnus slid his hands down Sentinel's body, pausing every once in a while to stroke or dig into a seam. Sentinel's own hands did not remain idle as he touched every inch of his commander, relishing in the moans he pulled from the taller mech. The white hands found Sentinel's interface port, rubbing it gently as he teased the younger bot.
"Aaahhhh! S-Sir...Ohhhhnnnn..P-Please don't tease me!" Sentinel moaned, bucking into the hand, begging for more than just a light touch. Ultra Magnus smiled, kissing Sentinel's audio receptors then going down to latch his lips onto Sentinel's neck. A moan and a shudder passed through the blue and orange bot as he felt his commander ravishing his neck.
The white fingers slowly opened his port, circling it lightly again, then at the pleading whimper finally dove to fingers inside the hot opening.
"OH! Aaahhhhh! M-Magnussss...Uuuhhhhn..." Sentinel yelped in bliss, pushing his hips further into the fingers that stimulated his port. He forced his body to move, his own hands seeking out Ultra Magnus's interface port. And unlike his commander he didn't tease just went straight for it, plunging two fingers into Magnus's port, drawing out a very -loud- moan from him.
"S-Sentinel...Aaahhhnnn...S-So close!" Ultra Magnus gasped, then shuddered when he felt Sentinel easing out his interface cable. The taller bot did the same to Sentinel. Gray fingers plugged his cable into Ultra Magnus's first, both of them shuddering and making noises of pleasure as feedback was created. Suddenly Magnus lifted Sentinel's hips up, setting him on the table, making him lie flat as he plugged into the younger bot.
"AHHHHH!! Y-YES!" They both cried out when the connection was completed, dual shocks of bliss coursing through their circuits. They kissed passionately, hands roaming, hips pumping, and arousal spiking to the max. Overload hit Sentinel first, as he broke the kiss to throw back his head and -scream- his commander's name.
"ULTRA MAGNUSSSS!! AAAHHHHHHH!" Sentinel's overload and his passionate cries sent Ultra Magnus right over the edge. He clutched Sentinel close to him, frame tensing, as he growled in such a sexy way Sentinel was sure he could have another overload from just that.
"SENTINEL! OOHHHHHH!!!" His commander, completely drained slumped against him.
The room was filled with the sounds of their panting and cooling fans whirring. Once recovered Ultra Magnus stood, helping Sentinel up, immediately pulling the smaller into a kiss.
"I love you too Sentinel." Was all Ultra Magnus said once the kiss broke. Sentinel smiled, hugging his commander tightly, glad that his jealousy was now completely gone.
End
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