Megatron probably should have asked while he had the chance.
Within the harem, it was completely up to the Prime's discretion when and if the convict-consort would be freed. Normal consorts worked on contract, either as a job, religious devotion, or out of love for their Prime, and their contract was up when the next Prime was chosen.
Criminal-consorts were bound by the Prime's word...and were not necessarily freed by a change in regime.
Once down the stairs, Optimus gave the mech a long look, eying his bound frame before nodding the guards on, down the hall toward the rather spartan medical bay. Ratchet would surely end up complaining about the accommodations when he arrived.
Optimus followed sedately, considering what he was actually getting himself into. Sparing the rebel leader when it was well known that the Council would likely execute him might earn him some points with the angry rioters, while simultaneously satisfying the Elite's cries for retaliation. Not in a way they might truly like, but it was traditional. And they clung to tradition as their reasoning for the social imbalance - it would only hurt them to protest it.
His more immediate concern was what he was going to do with a massive ex-gladiator barely constrained by coding roaming about in his rooms.
He was definitely attractive, in a rough-edged, deadly sort of way. He could take advantage of that, but it was not the main reason for his claim on the mech - and would only earn further enmity when he wanted cooperation. It could never be an equal coupling if it happened in any manner, but outright forcing someone went against everything he was, as a Prime or consort.
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Within the harem, it was completely up to the Prime's discretion when and if the convict-consort would be freed. Normal consorts worked on contract, either as a job, religious devotion, or out of love for their Prime, and their contract was up when the next Prime was chosen.
Criminal-consorts were bound by the Prime's word...and were not necessarily freed by a change in regime.
Once down the stairs, Optimus gave the mech a long look, eying his bound frame before nodding the guards on, down the hall toward the rather spartan medical bay. Ratchet would surely end up complaining about the accommodations when he arrived.
Optimus followed sedately, considering what he was actually getting himself into. Sparing the rebel leader when it was well known that the Council would likely execute him might earn him some points with the angry rioters, while simultaneously satisfying the Elite's cries for retaliation. Not in a way they might truly like, but it was traditional. And they clung to tradition as their reasoning for the social imbalance - it would only hurt them to protest it.
His more immediate concern was what he was going to do with a massive ex-gladiator barely constrained by coding roaming about in his rooms.
He was definitely attractive, in a rough-edged, deadly sort of way. He could take advantage of that, but it was not the main reason for his claim on the mech - and would only earn further enmity when he wanted cooperation. It could never be an equal coupling if it happened in any manner, but outright forcing someone went against everything he was, as a Prime or consort.