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"Do we really have to do this, Bossbot? I mean- can't we just say thank you and I dunno..." Bumblebee scratched the back of his neck with a sheepish look. "... move on..?"

Optimus sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose

"Bumblebee, after the wreck you caused last night while racing illegally, I don't think you get to say anything disapproving in this manner. If the humans hate us it won't be good for both us and Detroit. So I want you to stay with me when we do this."

Bumblebee looked at Sari as if asking for help, even though she was the one who suggested doing this in the first place. 

"It won't be boring! I saw a lot of people making money by this, it'll be fun. You'll see Bee!" She said with an excited manner. "And, we can get that new fighting game everyone's playing if we make cash."

Suddenly Bumblebee sat straight.

"Alright, alright, lets do this..."

They had moved one of the monitors to Optimus's room since Bulkhead had accidentally dropped several barrels of paint across the main room... and he was cleaning it right now. So they didn't want their friend to feel humiliated by streaming with him in the background. 

"I'm excited to open the boxes sent for me, maybe they sent games! We could play together!"

While Bumblebee was rambling to Sari, Optimus clicked on a few things and looked at the large purple button across the screen.

"This button, correct?"

"Yep, click that and every human who clicks on your profile will be able to see us! Don't worry, it'll probably take ten minutes or so for people to join, since we've never streamed before." Sari smiled innocently.

With one click, the stream had started. And 50 people had already joined in the span of a minute.

"Oh wow, uh-" Sari turned to Bumblebee and whispered into his audial. "I didn't think this many people would join..."

Optimus was still looking at the monitor, watching the numbers go up to 78. He was surprised himself, but guess people were that eager for robots.

He smiles towards the monitor in a welcoming manner. "Hello... everyone. We wanted to say thank you for those who sent us gifts- especially Bumblebee. Right Bumblebee?"

Optimus turned to Bumblebee who was busy reading the labels on the boxes and picking up those with his name. "What?"

Optimus sighed under his breath again and turned to the monitor. 

"It appears that many of you sent gifts, we appreciate everyone and thank you-" suddenly the noise of boxes falling down and a yelp from Bumblebee cut his sentence short. He turned around and saw him on the floor, buried under small boxes. It appears that he tried to grab the one at the very bottom.

Optimus blinked once, then twice, then rubbed his temple. "Bumblebee, can you just sit next to me?" He said in a tired dad voice who has a 5 year old son.

Bumblebee pouted and sat back on the chair next to Optimus, though still keeping the boxes sent for him in his arms as if a Decepticon is gonna appear any moment and steal them all.

"Whatever...pupu..." He mumbled grumpily.

Optimus looked back at the monitor and narrowed his optics to focus on reading the "chat" which was going down like a waterfall.

He didn't know what some words meant and why everyone was typing in uppercase, but he's feared he didn't want to know. And he didn't want to know why some people wanted him to step on them either.

"Guess everyone loves us! Who could hate a bunch of cool robots anyways?" Sari said happily, only looking at how the chat was going so fast and not what they were typing.

After ten minutes or so of opening a gift (Bumblebee had already opened half of his), Prowl knocked on the door, "Optimus, I'm going on patrol to see if any humans need help."

Bumblebee immediately looked up at Prowl then at Optimus. "I wanna go too! Please bossbot, please!'

Optimus had a feeling he was looking for an escape route to go racing but he let him go anyways. If he kept Bumblebee here he didn't know what other kinds of chaos he might cause again. "Fine, but keep close to Prowl and inform the team if there's any Decepticons."

He watched as Prowl, Bumblebee and Sari left and he was alone. He unboxed a few other boxes after they went away, some had gave them car stickers and some had gifted them useful technologic things.

One had even sent them cybertronian earphones that had blue bunny heads on them. He didn't know where or how humans got their hands on them but he decided to keep them for when he wanted to relax and listen to calm music.

At least he wouldn't have to hear Bumblebee's rock music while he wished to relax in his room.

He put them on his audials and noticed they don't hurt his antennas, which he was grateful for. "How does this look, uh- chat?" He heard Sari say it a few times when Bumblebee and her tried to stream themselves. 

Suddenly the comments rolled like a rollercoaster, some were simply saying "It looks good!" And some were saying "OHMYGOD OMG HE LOOKS SO CUTEEEEE" He guessed people liked them.

~

Megatron was in front of the monitors in his base, sitting on his throne and watching for any autobot move on Detroit. He liked to give prime extra job to do like causing a wreck for them to clean up. 

"Lugnut! Make sure nobody enters the room. I don't wish to be distracted."

"Of course, Lord Megatron! Your wish is my command, oh leader! Anything for—"

"Just leave the room, Lugnut." Megatron said annoyedly. Lugnut immediately left the room to make sure no one entered. Especially Starscream himself. 

With a grin, he turned back to the monitors and watched Shockwave hack into the Autobots system, blocking the stream for everyone except for him. 

"I don't want to question your decisions, Lord Megatron. But how will this help with defeating the Autobots—" Megatron cut his words before he could finish his sentence.

"As you said, Shockwave, you don't want to question my decisions. You may leave now."

Shockwave looked confused for the first time in a while, but he left him alone. He didn't want to anger his leader after all. 

When shockwave left, Megatron turned towards the monitor and grinned more as the prime turned around. 

~

Optimus turned back to the boxes and picked one up. It didn't have any marketing on it, just an elegantly handwritten Optimus in black marker. His curiosity had enveloped him so much that he didn't notice the chat suddenly stopping and the viewers dropping to 1.

He unboxed it and looked inside... There was a velvet, and purple box inside the cardboard box. 

He opened the purple box and saw a few Decepticon stickers, a pen with the Decepticon symbol on the top of it and a Decepticon symbol shaped purple stamp pen.

"Oh wow, con merch!... Will definitely use that."

He grinned and chuckled at the idiocy of this mech.

He then looked at the velvet box and noticed the rich ribbon on it. He lifted an optic ridge and opened the velvet box, noticing a purple... underwear in the box? It looked like those some humans wore while going to the beach. Bikinis? What was more intriguing is that it had the Decepticon emblem and Megatron's face... on the underwear... Was this idiot serious?

He gave an "Are you serious" look and turned to the monitor.

"What's wrong, Optimus? Didn't like it? You always love my gifts..." Came Megatron's voice from the monitors. Then Optimus noticed that he had hacked the system just so he would be the only one watching the stream at the moment. 

"I should've known you were gonna join someway. Didn't think you'd be jealous of humans watching me." Optimus stood up and locked his door.

Megatron chuckled. It frustrated Optimus that he could only hear Megatron and couldn't see him. "No, no. I just wanted this gift to be for my optics only. Then you can get back to your... organic fans. I'm sure they're wondering what's going on..."

"Could I at least see you? Or are you gonna be a ghost in my monitors?" Optimus said after rolling his optics.

There was silence on the other line before Megatron's face popped up on the screen. His grin was visible as ever. "So? Happy now? Can't let my Prime get upset now, can we?"

Megatron watched as Optimus stood up, since he was close to the screen, he could only see him from chest down. Though his optics were locked on that deliciously shaped windshields of his.

He watched as the prime put on his gift, though he had to untie the ribbons on the sides so he could get his foot through. He was so focused on Prime's panels that he didn't even notice he had already tied the ribbons. 

"So, chat, how does this look?"

One chat popped on his screen. 

OppyLovr01: [You're lucky you're not next to me Prime. Don't tease me.]

Optimus gave a smirk. "Oh really? Did it excite you that much? And that name...?"

Megatron chuckled again, his deep voice shaking something in the red bot.

"The name? It's to blend in with the human fans. I noticed you have a lot of fans lately. And no... Prime. Only an idiot would miss what's before his optics. You excite me, not some small fabric..." He licked his lips.

"But oh how I'd love to rip that thin fabric off of you, or even better, untie those tiny ribbons adoring those sweet hips with my fangs as my hands roam over those soft thighs of yours, and I watch as you whimper under my touch, your panel already open, aching, whining, waiting for me to—"

"LORD MEGATRON! Tell that Lug brain that as your second in command I can enter—" Starscream stared at Megatron at his leader was staring at a blank screen. 

".... Why are the monitors off?—"

"Leave. Starscream. And don't come back for five more hours unless you want your wings ripped off of you."

He watched as Starscream gave him a weird look then walked out the cave entrance.

"... Where were we?" He asks with his deep voice after shooting his arm cannon at the cave entrance where Starscream was peeking in, sending him rolling down the rocky mountain.

He turned the screen back on to Optimus waiting on his seat, his legs crossed rather enticingly.

"You were saying?" Optimus grins. "I feared you would go on forever if he didn't interrupt you."

Megatron was about to open his mouth to answer before he noticed Optimus's fingers pulling the strings on his hips, one side being untied as he was staring into Megatron's optics.

Megatron chuckled darkly as he leaned back in his throne. 

"You're playing a dangerous game there, Prime. I suggest you beware of your actions." He says before the screen showing Megatron's face turns off. Confused by this, Optimus just rolls his optics and doesn't think too much of it. 

"Oh yeah? It's not like you can do anything about it."

"You sound so sure if yourself, Prime. I wonder if you'll feel that way soon..."

Optimus was curious about what he meant and said a loud "What?" but got no answer back. That was a few minutes ago before he heard Megatron's voice from behind his seat. It seemed he had entered from the large window behind his curtains.

"Can't let my Prime stay needy... Can we now?..."

Megatron then moved till he was behind Prime's chair and closed the stream and monitor, his arms trapping Optimus in his seat.

Prime gulped. 

Inspired by: 1k0_pax's art on X!

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Prime blinked in his seat and slowly turned around in his chair to the owner of the giant servos on his desk. Megatron was staring into his blue optics as he placed his shadow like servos on the armrest instead.

"Surprise?" Megatron asked in a calmly manner. Seeing the surprised look on his Prime's face was utterly ironic.

"Yeah... Surprise... What a pleasant one, I thought we didn't meet up in our bases anymore, remember?"

Optimus scoffed at the memory of almost being caught in the Decepticon base, by Starscream of all people.

~Flashback~

Optimus Prime was sitting on the desk across the red monitors as his intake was occupied by a certain mechs glossa. His blue hands were holding the taller mechs cheeks and running them down to his neck to shoulders, holding onto them tightly and causing a growl out of the Decepticon leader. 

"Prime..." He mumbled as he parted the kiss to bite down on his beloveds neck. Optimus took the chance to lover his servo on the mechs arm, roaming his digits until he intertwined them with the others. 

Suddenly the annoying voice of Starscream echoed through the cave walls, causing both of them stop the action short, and making them both focus on the entrance as the voice got louder.

Then, Megatron suddenly picked him up and... flew out the cave before getting caught. 

~

"Oh that? That's the thrill of our secret, my dear. Wouldn't be fun without it." He leaned forward into the smaller mechs face. "That's the best part."

Megatron's optics fell down to the purple panties the blue mech was wearing, gently lowering his right hand down on the plump thigh before giving it a gentle squeeze. Oh how he loved them. Sadly time was ticking and they had to be quick.

Maybe he could find the time to lean his face on them and rest for an hour or so later.

He gently kneeled down in front of the chair and lowered his face down to the strings on his hips. He was a man of his word, after all. He didn't pay any mind to the gasp coming from his mate as he undid the ribbons on the other side as well.

"You're surprisedly gentle... Or was it easy to be tough behind the screen?" Optimus chuckled teasingly.

Megatron only spared a glance before he lifted him up gently and threw the panties away. Then he held his thighs with each servo and lifted them up with a grin. 

"Are you going to unbox this one too or just gonna enjoy my suffering, my dearest? The choice is yours, truly, but I've come from so far..."

Optimus averted his gaze with a flustered expression and opened his panels, the sound of it was like music to Megatron's audials.

"There we go... my princess." Megatron licked his lips. 

He looked down at the plush folds only he himself got to see and suddenly felt proud. He could already hear the Prime's venting getting faster to let the extra steam out before he overheated. 

He gave a small lick to it just to see how the blue mech would react before he kissed the inside of his thighs to ease him a little bit. Then he looked down at the sweet valve in front of him before slowly pushing his tongue in. 

It wasn't the first time they had done this, no, but each time felt like the first to the Prime. The only thing that didn't change was the bigger mechs gentleness. 

"Hmm...such a gentleman..." The prime cooed in softly as he melted against the leader. "I like t-that about you..."

Megatron smiled as if he was in heaven, though unable to speak, he sent a comm instead

[What else do you like about me, my prime? I would love to hear you talk about me as I eat you out for our... preparation.]

The prime looked into the others optics and let out a soft vent when he felt him go deeper. "W-well...your...voice a-and—" he felt him push in a finger which made him stop speaking for a second. 

"and your poems... that y- aah... you write about me..."

"My my, guess I'm always in your thoughts." Megatron very gently bit the plush of his valve, making the prime let out a weak moan in pleasure. "Ah those sounds you make...I could make up a poem just about them if I wasn't so distracted."

He gently picked up the smaller mech and carried him to the berth, which, Megatron couldn't fit into but he had to do with what they had.

He placed the prime down before slowly opening his own panels with a hiss, letting his already hardened thick spike out to into the chill air in the room. Prime suddenly prayed to Primus in case he ever witnessed the allspark by accident, but, he didn't think Megatron would let him ascend there or anything.

He didn't even notice the mech was waiting until he looked up into his face, "Why aren't you moving?" he asked.

Megatron let out a fake cough. "Wanted to make sure if you were certain about wanting it. It's not like it's our first time but every time we do it you look at it like a deer caught in headlights, no offense."

Prime chuckled. "I'm fine, really, just mesmerized." He let out a small moan when he felt the other slowly push in. It seemed that Megatron had started to get impatient. 

He watched breathlessly as the other pushed in inch by inch, though checking for any discomfort too. When they first did this, Megatron wouldn't look this much into detail. Guess time did change everybody.

The gray mech groaned and he had to shut his optics for a second at the tight walls squeezing his spike like inviting him deeper.

"Frag... How come you get tighter every time...?" He mumbled breathlessly as his fangs bit into his lower lip.

The firetruck moaned into his own hand when he felt the others hips bump into his own. Megatron spent no time waiting and immediately went back to pushing it out until the tip of his spike was inside and pushed it back in with a delicious force, making the prime let out a loud moan in response. 

He set up a quick pace and his grips on the Prime's thighs got tighter and he heard his pleas and winnings.

He exvented through his intake and looked down at the prime, at how his spike disappeared inside the other bot as he pushed in and out. With a satisfied grin he chuckled and leaned down to kiss him tenderly so as to distract him from his growing urge to rut.

He hooked his arms under the blue bots shin and vent in deeper as the prime pushed his glossa into Megatron's mouth, their glossas fighting for dominance before the smaller bot moaned, making the Decepticon leader win the small act of dominance. 

The taller mech peppers his prime with kisses, slowly going down from his neck to his windshields, though not faltering with his rhythm of his hips. He could feel the prime getting closer. He had the tendency to bite his lower lip whenever he was.

"I love you prime."

The prime blinked at the sudden sentence and looked into the others optics "I love you too...Megs."

"I'm sure you do."

He groaned as he felt himself get closer too. The precious valve around him was getting tighter and tighter, making him grip his thighs like a lifeline as he rutted into the prime, who was a blushing mess.

"Gah!" Prime let out before overloading around the thick spike pulsing inside him. The pink liquid dripped onto the bedding as Megatron got faster with his pace.

"Frag frag- ugh! The things you do to me.-" Megatron couldn't even finish his sentence as he was cut short by his own overload. The sticky liquid dripped down the Prime's thighs, mixing with his own as he breathed heavily, condensation rolling down from his forehead as he onlined his optics to Megatron slowly pulling out from inside him, more liquid dripping out to the bedsheets and forming a pink pool under him.

He lets out a soft sigh and almost wanted to melt into the bed before Megatron picked himself up with one arm, balancing him on his left hip at he removed the bedsheets, throwing them under the bed out from sight.

Then came the noise of the group entering the base.

Megatron quickly looked towards the way of the closed door before his processor almost shut down as the loud voice- which he thought belonged to the yellow bot- got closer to the room they're in. He looked at the window and flew out of it with the prime just before the yellow both barged in, not noticing he broke the old lock closing the door. 

"Hey Pupu— Bossbot?" He blinked and looked around left and right at the empty room belonging to their leader. He didn't think that Bossbot would leave his room while they were away. He scratched his temple and thought 'Maybe he went with Franzone!' before he left the room and shut the door back. 

Meanwhile, in the rooftop of the base...

"This is the second time we escaped by flying. The irony." Megatron grumbles under his breath. "I wasn't planning on stopping this early."

Prime chuckles. "Or, I think we shouldn't do this in our bases where our team can see or, well, hear us.

The gray mech only mumbled in response as he gently massaged the thighs of the blue bot.

~BONUS PART~

"Why are we at a gas station in the middle of the night anyways?"

Optimus read the chat as he was trying to play the new horror game everyone was begging him to play, especially Bumblebee.

"So they are not humans? I have to shoot them??" He was very focused and intrigued of the game, he could understand why it was trending now. Though he grimaced at the goriness of the game itself. It didn't help that it was the middle of the dark either. He thought it would be nice since, in the game, it was also night time.

He was busy reading the texts in the game that he didn't notice the window rolling up. 

"So we need to restock the shelves? But the boxes are in the dark. How am I supposed to see them?-"

He slowly moved his character to the dark corridor leading to the storage. Though, his character had started to move even slower which, he reluctantly started to hate. 

"I'm lucky I'm not a human" he thought to himself as his character finally reached inside the storage room. Just as he opened the door to see the jump scare- Megatron suddenly yelled from behind and grabbed onto Optimus's shoulder which made him scream like a school girl and cause his chair to fall backwards. 

Through the dark, the humans couldn't see Megatron, so they all spammed in the chat thinking he got scared from the jump scare in the game instead. 

Which, if they had noticed, would cause a great chaos he couldn't endure in the middle of the night.

He stared at the ceiling for a few seconds before he blinked and looked at Megatron. He shut off his camera and mic before yelling at Megatron like an angry wife scolding her husband as Megatron snickered and flew out the window, making the prime jump and also transform into his truck mode before chasing him angrily.

Thank you sphnyspinspin for sharing your idea with me! I really enjoyed everyone's comments! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)