The Prime cried out in honest surprise as he was flipped, tentacles spasming in their ports as their bodies shifted and his back hit the berth- but that cry immediately morphed into a shout of pleasure and approval as he caught Megatron's intentions, and felt the tight calipers of his valve clench around him.
Beaming widely between his harsh vents, he laughed, and leaned forward to bite at Megatron's chin. Such defensiveness, for this?
What Optimus saw in Megatron's head...it did not completely surprise him. -The hint of Darkness, of preparation for something greater. That surprised him, even as the Matrix gave a pulse of acknowledgement. But the rest...
Megatron's brutality had already been shown, in his uprising. And Highlords were often brutal, if their Prime was not.
He was cruel, had the capacity to become far crueler...But could be swayed, by the nature of his Prime.
A thousand times before them, the same balancing act had been carried out. A thousand more would come after, but only if they worked together to continue defending their world. Optimus could contain the worst of it, if they trusted in one another - just like Megatron could urge him forward, when caution and diplomacy were no longer the answer to defend their world.
"...I am not as naively idealist as you seem to think I am." He growled in Megatron's audial, rolling his hips up to spur those filaments into motion once more.
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Date: 2012-10-10 07:38 am (UTC)Beaming widely between his harsh vents, he laughed, and leaned forward to bite at Megatron's chin. Such defensiveness, for this?
What Optimus saw in Megatron's head...it did not completely surprise him. -The hint of Darkness, of preparation for something greater. That surprised him, even as the Matrix gave a pulse of acknowledgement. But the rest...
Megatron's brutality had already been shown, in his uprising. And Highlords were often brutal, if their Prime was not.
He was cruel, had the capacity to become far crueler...But could be swayed, by the nature of his Prime.
A thousand times before them, the same balancing act had been carried out. A thousand more would come after, but only if they worked together to continue defending their world. Optimus could contain the worst of it, if they trusted in one another - just like Megatron could urge him forward, when caution and diplomacy were no longer the answer to defend their world.
"...I am not as naively idealist as you seem to think I am." He growled in Megatron's audial, rolling his hips up to spur those filaments into motion once more.
"You are my Highlord."