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At My Mercy	By : Kettle Category: Transformers > G1 > Slash - M/M Views: 3377 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: At My Mercy
Author: Kettle
Rating: Adult+
Disclaimer: All characters are property of Hasbro/Takara.
Summary: G1. Megatron has Optimus Prime on his knees.
Author’s Note: Yeah, yeah, I know – next story was supposed to be Optimus Prime/Bumblebee. It’s nearly finished, I swear. In the meantime, here’s yet another fic where Megatron is a bastard in bed >:-D
Feedback: Yes, please – good, bad, indifferent, I can take it.

The darkened command centre was silent except for the soft smacking of practised lips, punctuated by the occasional slurp or swallow. Megatron reclined in his chair, optics off to better enjoy the experience, as the red and blue mech before him sucked his fat cock. His mouth twitched briefly into a smirk. This had been a staple fantasy of his for eons, and now, finally, it was happening.

“Optimus Prime.” Scrapper flung the Autobot leader to his knees in front of Megatron. Wisps of smoke emanated from Prime’s cab and engine as he struggled not to collapse forward. “In one piece, just as you ordered.”

“Excellent, Scrapper,” Megatron replied, running a finger along his magnificent erection. He smirked at his hated adversary. “Take his mask off.”

Scrapper knelt and reached for Prime’s face. Prime thrashed around, trying to jerk his head away. Hook and Bonecrusher stepped in and held him down. A twist, a click, and Optimus Prime was unmasked.

The Constructicons stepped back and for the first time in nine million years, Megatron saw the true face of his nemesis. Prime was exactly as Megatron had pictured him. He was younger than Megatron, with a strong chin and straight nose. Even now, bound and on his knees, he exuded determination and fearlessness. A slick drop of cum formed at the tip of Megatron’s long cock. He looked forward to breaking him.

Prime looked up, struggling against the energy ties binding his hands behind his back. He eyed Megatron’s enormous pole and made a sound of derision. “You put that in either end, Megatron, and I’m keeping it.”

“Perhaps you’re right, Prime,” Megatron agreed, playing idly with the head of his equipment. “It would be foolish of me to put something so valuable in the…” he laughed, “ hands of my greatest enemy. Scrapper!”

The Constructicon stepped forward, silently awaiting orders.

“Bring me Elita One.”

The alarm in Prime’s optic sensors made Megatron even harder.

“What do you think, Optimus?” the Decepticon leader asked. “Is she big enough for me?” His lips stretched into a cruel smile. “Or shall I have to… widen her?”

Prime’s face was a study in pure hatred. “You lay a hand on her and I swear I’ll –”

“Threaten all you want, Prime!” Megatron gloated. He shifted slightly in his chair, spreading his legs a little – he really was wretchedly hard now. “We both know you’re powerless to stop me.” He paused, and eyed his straining steel just long enough for Prime to get the hint. “Unless…”

The Autobot leader slumped, utterly beaten. Cum gurgled in Megatron’s tank and he clamped down on the valve that led to his interfacing circuitry. Hosing Prime down was tempting, but he had a full load and he intended to make Optimus taste every last cubic millimetre.

“Don’t hurt her,” Prime said quietly. He drew a ragged, hitching breath. “I’ll do it.”

“You’ll do what?” Megatron asked sweetly.

Prime glared at him, spitting the words out. “I’ll suck your cock!”

Megatron smiled and nodded to Scrapper and Hook. The Constructicons hefted Prime up and brought him within range of the Decepticon leader. Megatron shuddered in delight as Prime leaned forward and began to suck and slurp at his bulging circuitry with firm, practised strokes.

Megatron grasped the armrests of his chair as cum surged inside his tank, the pressure gradually approaching the critical point. His fingers twitched and he moaned as the mech servicing him hit a particularly sensitive spot.

“Aahh, Prime…”

All movement beneath his waist suddenly ceased. Megatron felt cool air on his slick, wet circuitry as his partner moved back. Without powering up his optic sensors, Megatron charged his fusion cannon and aimed it directly at the red and blue mech kneeling before him.

“It would be wise to continue, Starscream.”

“Of… of course, mighty Megatron.”

Megatron grimaced at the Seeker’s whiny, high-pitched voice as Starscream wrapped his lips around his cock once more.

“And don’t talk.”

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