《Transformers one-shots》OptimusxKnockout ~ Young and Naive
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Optimus looked towards his shoulder to see the deception symbol "We have much to discuss.."
The team cheered and hollered hooray for his arrival back to their team along with his old memories.
They had a small celebration that Optimus allowed and stayed for but he thought to himself throughout the whole thing, his spark felt odd but he did not want to concern his team with something that could be nothing but he felt.. lonely. But it wasn't his own feelings. He felt sorrowful as if a piece of him was missing, concern raised as he went to his berthroom and locked the door. He opened up his chassis with deep concern as he looked down at his spark, a chunk was missing, replaced by someone else's. His mouth opened as he almost panicked, but he calmed himself down. At some point during his time aboard the nemesis he bonded with someone. But why?
I stood there as fear ran through my body, fear that was not my own as i somewhat smiled, my dear Prime has figured out something was amiss in his own body. I wandered the nemesis, I had just left the throne room, Megatron wanted to rant to me.
I felt compelled to leave, as I was now alone on this huge warship, my partner was gone. The life of a decepticon was harsh and one I don't feel like living anymore. Perhaps going rogue? It's always an option but it would have consequences had my Lord decide to go after me, after all I am now the only one aboard this Primus forsaken vessel with medical training, ah yes Knockout you have a world of trouble.. It's a shame that Optimus would have no remembrance of how or why we would be bonded, leaving a sad feeling inside of me. If I ever met up with him I suppose he'd want a reason. One I could explain to him but he'd have to figure out himself, it's still somewhat of a mystery to me of why he fell for me anyway.. But who am I to stop the mighty Prime? He chose me and I chose him. The big mighty prime, how he makes my gears whirl. He does give an amazing frag, I must admit.. Never in a thousand vorns would I ever think Prime's mighty large spike would work it's way into my gear shaft.. My valve leaked at the thought, making my legs weak as I ran to my berthroom, pushing multiple vehicons out of my way and to collapse when i reached the inside of my berthroom, i fell back into the door after locking it as my interface panel slid open, I moaned at the sight, I wish Prime was there, he'd wrap his glossa around my spike and lick til I overloaded, I grasped my spike and rubbed, having to pleasure myself as I purred, oh how I wish I could see Optimus Prime's face as he feels all of this.
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Optimus' dentas clenched as his spike broke free of his panel, he growled, whoevers spark was now within his was pleasuring themselves. He knew this would become a huge problem he groaned when he felt the invisible servo grasp his cable and pump "ahh.." he growled as his digits clawed at the floor when he collapsed from pleasure "Who are you??" He growled into his spark bond after linking the spark shard to it's original bot, the pleasuring stopped as he vented.
"Tell me." He growled
"Oh how I missed your voice.."
His optics widen but narrowed "Knockout."
"I didn't think you'd try to contact me.." Knockout said innocently
"We are one now, once you bond you share thoughts and feelings, why did you bond with me?"
"Its not more of why but how.. how you are such a charmer, such a naive little bot as Orion Pax. How you took my spark, how shy you were of getting it, I will never forget. Can't say the same for you though. I wish you could remember but what I can do is.. send you the memory from my processor."
He clenched his dentas and frowned "If what you say is true, I do not feel the same as of now."
"Oh of course not, you're back with your team.. But what happens in the bertbroom is a completely different story my dear Prime." Knockout grinned
Optimus' brows bunched together
"Now now, there's no need for hostility.." Knockout said as he heard the violent thoughts in Prime's head. "Like I said, I could send you the memory from my processor.. that is if you really want it, it will give you a lot of insight of your dirty mind when you were Orion.." Knockout smirked
Optimus stood there as he blocked off his thoughts from Knockout "send it." He said after a full minute
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Knockout chuckled, "as you wish. But remember this part, you came to me first.."
Optimus sat there as the memory went to him after a minute as he visited it. It was... interesting.
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"And he expects me to go about my way as if I never seen him, as if no one knows he's an autobot at spark.." Knockout muttered as he turned around and dropped the supplies from his servos as he let out a shriek to see Orion "Ah! Dear primus.. Orion make some noise next time." He frowned as he turned away and started to clean, bent down as he picked up the shattered glass of energon
"Forgive me, i.." orion started
It went quiet as Knockout looked up to see him standing right behind him "Do you mind? Is there a reason you're in here? Or did Megatron send you to bug me?"
"Not at all." He said as Knockout hummed but went on his way, throwing away the glass as he looked at Orion
"Can I tell you something?" He asked after staring at Knockout a moment
"What?" He looked at him somewhat curious
"Your paint is nice, much better than most mechs here."
Knockout felt energon rush to his face plates "Well.. I suppose you're right.. and you're second best."
"Thank you." Orion took the compliment "I don't remember you, did you come along after we left cybertron?"
"Well yes, I was mostly rogue but then I joined Megatron."
"I wish I had met you before, you probably have a mate, don't you?"
Knockout blinked "Oh.. actually I dont."
Orion looked momentarily surprised "I see.."
"Are you attracted to me, Prime?" Knockout humored
He simply stared at him a moment "Well i.. suppose."
From there on they spent some time together whenever he wasn't looking up relics and even sometimes Knockout would bug him. Until he got the night off and each took turns dragging each other to Knockout berthroom.
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Optimus cringed at the things he said to the red medic and he believed it. He was young and naive, like he said.. What he said was true, Optimus made the first move.. He couldn't take it back as he offline his optics and sighed.
They were now bond mates and Optimus got a little more insight to Knockout, he wasn't as horrible as all the other decepticons. He was actually quite alright, they even managed to hit off on a 'date'. But one thing was certain, he could never tell his team about this. Ever.
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