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rodimus was having a hard time focusing on his breakfast. he was halfway through his cream cheese bagel and he really wanted to finish it. the sight in front of him was making that a little difficult.
megatron’s bare ass was not on his top ten list of things to see at like, 10 in the morning but rodimus would make an acception for the wonderful shade of red that megatron’s normally pale skin was turning under the forceful hand of ultra magnus.
he wasn’t even sure what megatron had done to deserve such a fate. magnus had started spouting bullshit a few minutes after he’d started and rodimus had mostly tuned it out in favour of listening to the little grunts and moans that slipped out of megatron’s mouth whenever that big hand came down on his flank.
it was like, super fucking hot. ten out of ten show. rodimus could not complain and he would happily watch again if given the opportunity.
“ma- aaah!” megatron’s voice cracked off as magnus’ hand came down firmly on a spot that was already bright red.
it was, in retrospect, really fucking funny to see megatron of all guys, scourge of kaon and mass murderer getting his ass quite literally handed to him. rodimus took another bite of his bagel, swallowed and then reached his hand into his pants to stroke at his dick.
he probably looked stupid, cock in one hand and a half finished bagel in the other but rodimus didn’t really care about how he looked at the moment. not when he could occasionally get a peek at megatron’s own dick, hanging freely and dribbling pre-fluid all over the floor with each impact on his ass.
and primus above rodimus really appreciated the fact that magnus had given him such a nice view. megatron’s ass jiggled wonderfully with each smack and the shades of pinks and reds and even a few developing splotches of purple were a nice view in the morning.
a particularly loud shriek echoed through the hall of the dining room and rodimus’ dick twitched when he realised that ultra magnus had inadvertently hit megatron’s balls. it was barely a graze, the majority of the hit sitting firmly on megatron’s lower ass but it had been enough to make the former war lord squeal like a stuck pig.
to say that rodimus was hard was an understatement. he was going to explode if he sat by any longer.
carefully he set his bagel down and got to his knees, crawling forwards until he was face to dick with megatron’s cock. the thing was swollen and rodimus allowed himself to recall the night prior when the stupidly big thing was stuck inside of him.
now he just leaned forward, grabbing one of megatron’s legs to keep it from kicking him and pulled just the tip into his mouth.
megatron’s scream would be living in his brain rent free for the next few weeks, rodimus knew that.
slowly he sucked on his formerly unwelcomed roommate’s dick, tonguing his urethra with each pass over the head and stroking along the areas where his dick connected to the rest of his pelvis. each little movement, no matter how minute, drew another whimpering sob from megatron as ultra magnus continued with his ramblings.
he continued circling the head with his tongue, wriggling it underneath his foreskin and really getting messy with it. drool dripped down his chin as pre-fluid spilled in droves from his new treat. it was salty, a little tangy and exactly what rodimus wanted right at that moment.
c’mon big guy . he thought, letting his teeth scrape every so gently across the delicate skin. he relished in the aborted kick the action brought. let it all out for me .
rodimus got an idea. megatron would probably hate him later but he was sure that wasn’t as important as the truly devious image that popped into his head. slowly he felt his way along megatron’s scrotum, fondling his balls carefully and pinching just barely around the midpoint between the two.
then he squeezed.
cum squirted into his mouth, spilling over the edges of his lips and staining the floor further. some poor servant would probably have to clean it up but rodimus was tempted to just keep all the stains there for further mocking of the once great and powerful warlord.
“rodimus!” a hand grabbed at the collar of his shirt and he was hoisted into the air. damn magnus and his ridiculous strength.
“what?” he asked, pouting. “i’m just helping.”
magnus spluttered. “helping me?!”
megatron groaned, and rodimus’ dick somehow got even harder as he reached back and tenderly laid a hand on his ass. the whimper that came out of his mouth was something rodimus was going to have a hard time forgetting. not that he wanted to forget anyways, it would make for a great memory to recall whenever the next lords meeting was.
“yes, helping you.” rodimus grinned. “he looked like he needed his dick sucked.”
if it was even possible, magnus’ face turned the exact shade of red that megatron’s ass was. “you’re ridiculous.” he glared. “that was not intended as an act of sexual desire.”
“whuh?” megatron asked, still looking thoroughly out of it even as the post nut clarity faded from his eyes.
“what the hell are you punishing him for then?” rodimus asked because there was no way that this wasn’t a kink thing of some kind.
“for his evil doings.” magnus’ face continued to turn red. “do i need to punish you ?”
“oh please~” rodimus purred, reaching a hand out to stroke along magnus’ chin. “i’d love it.” he giggled. “ daddy~ ”
“i’m leaving.” magnus said, promptly dropping rodimus on the floor and standing up as fast as was probably humanly possible. megatron yelped as he was also dumped unceremoniously on the floor, head landing in rodimus lap and looking blearily around as magnus bustled his way out of the room.
“what?” he asked.
“I don’t even know.” rodimus laughed, reaching up to grab his bagel from the table. “but what do you say and help a guy out?” he grabbed his still hard dick and held it towards megatron’s mouth.
the ex warlord sighed and then got to sucking.