Office Antics

Megatron scanned the security views from his PC a top his desk when this ship had been built it was necessary to secure every room the closeness of the Autobot volcano made it necessary even that of his own personal quarters. That though had been secured by password only he and Soundwave knew.

He thought about it for a moment and entered his password the cameras switched to a view of his alternate desk in his quarters. He pressed the arrow and it changed to the recharge birth, another arrow and to the cleansing room he had nearly pressed the arrow again when he saw that his shower was on.

He pressed the up arrow zooming in on the shower itself, a slow lustful grin to hold of his face as he saw Prizm standing there her back to the camera. He watched sitting back into his seat and locking the office door.

She stood there moving the soapy sponge across her right arm then the left, around her neck and what looked like over her chest. He had hoped that she'd turn around.

As if she could hear his thoughts she turned around and moved a little closer using the sponge again this time over her breasts and down her midsection.

She knew there was a camera there but also knew that no one but Megatron and Soundwave had access, which led to the idea that no one ever used it Soundwave wouldn't want to and Megatron always seemed too busy. He pressed the up arrow again and zoomed in so that she filled his entire monitor

He hadn't noticed that the pressure at his codpiece was mounting until it had started to cause pain and he had to shift his weight. He just removed the armor and left it on the floor by his feet. His rod now nearly invaded his view as he watched a little more, He could tell that she had just started as her wing tips hadn't even had solvent on them yet.

His pole throbbed a little moving slightly up and down as his fuel pump cycled his energon. He wanted her, but now was not the time. He had too many duties still pending and even now he shouldn't be taking this time. His dark hand moved from the chair to his rod and he took one long relaxing stroke. It pushed him for more his lust starting to over ride his mind. The chair though was not comfortable and his armor much too thick he would have to remove it

First his chest armor, that would release his shoulders and improve his reach then his mid components as they were held on and powered by the chest parts. He stopped and watched, her hands as she took one leg and placed it on the ledge, she soaped it up from the ankle, to the knee, around the outside of her thigh and then moved to the inside. He watched unblinkingly wondering if she had showered this seductively all the time.

He leaned back a little farther letting his hips relax and allowing his rod to jump up into the air and stare at the ceiling. His hand moved from the chair again this time it didn't make it to his rod first. He let it slide over his muscle cables proud of himself, then down on to the base of his rod

He squeezed his pole a little relaxing even more what he was watching was in his mind an extremely erotic scene. He loosened his grip and slid his hand from the base to the tip slowly.

She put her leg down and then lifted her other, this time her thigh wasn't blocking the view of her port. His optics widened slightly as he continued to move his hand across his rod now speeding it up.


She continued to wash her leg then stepped back into the spray letting all the soap rinse free from her. He thrusted in time with his strokes as he could feel the pressure start to build, he like it no, he loved it. He kept pace again as he started to feel his systems start to heat.

It was hot the way the spray hit her then slid down making her have this sheen glow that
he had not seen before, that alone could have made him cum. He touched the intercom and set it to call her, but waited. His hips thrust up slowly into his palm as his hand slid down. It was good but it was not her. He looked at the com again this time he opened it up.

"Megatron to Prizm." his voice was smooth and slick.

She nearly hit the roof not expecting to be called. She took a second to take a breath before answering. He smiled watching her composing herself.

"Prizm here."

"I have need of you in my office." the lust was nearly over powering it leaked into his voice making his tones flow easily and seductively.

"I am a little busy at the moment." she listened to him, it was obviously not his usual ordering tone. She tested to see what would be next.

He raised an optic brow then spoke again. "come to my office you will not be disappointed." he watched he pause there thinking then turn the shower off.

"Alright I am on my way. Prizm out." collecting her armor she starting dawning it as she headed to the door stopping briefly to close a clasp here and there.

Megatron's smile grew he left the camera on it would be self explanatory. He turned his optics off a moment and replayed what he had seen again still stroking, at the tip of his rod a bead of his own lube seeped out in anticipation.

Half way to her destination she met Star Raider. "Hey." her wingmate called.

"Hi." Prizm's annoyance came out.

"whats with the hostility?"

"i was in the shower feeling good just finished scrubbing about to relax when you know who calls 'come to my office' she mocked Megatron's voice.

"what does he want? There aren't any meetings scheduled."

"I don't know, he just said I wouldn't be disappointed."

"Figures, can't relax a single second around here."

"Yeah." Prizm agreed. Then they parted ways as Raider headed down a hall and Prizm entered the control room. She got a bit of an odd glance from Dirge as he wondered why she had come but he dismissed it as she neared the office door. It did not auto open as she had expected, she chimed the door.

Megatron's optics came on full power at the sound of the door he brought up the secondary screen to see who it was. He smiled again at the sight of his mate, then quickly unlocked it. He sat back waiting for her to notice.

It didn't take but a nanosecond for her to step in and her optics to widen as she saw the tip of his rod poking up over the top of the desk. She took another step so the door would close. It also locked. She didn't say any thing as she walked around the desk noticing that a streak of his lube caught the light, he must have been stroking himself she thought. She scanned the desk and saw the screen with the now empty shower. Her optics narrowed

"You were watching me?" she asked really knowing the answer already. She ran through a series off emotion, anger,annoyance then she looked him over and it became happiness she had made him want it. Optics wondered down to his rod where he held his rod stroking it slowly another bit of his lube glistened at the top. Her systems suddenly jumped into want. Her port fired up and began to produce her lube. She neared him, he put out his hand to pull her closer she took it but her optics didn't leave his rod. It looked good enough to eat. A smile crossed her face, as she knelled down in front of him her oral receptor licking the sticky lube that ha made its way out.

He slid forward in the chair a little his rod pushing into her open mouth just slightly as he settled back leaning into the chair. She smiled at him sucking all the lube off of what she could at the time. It was sweet yet slightly tangy, nothing like that odd oil flavor she had expected. She liked it, taking one hand she placed it around where his shaft met his body and stroked it toward her making little more of that tangy juice come out. Eagerly she lapped at it and took the tip into her mouth slightly sucking down on it until she tasted it again. If this little bit tasted that good she wanted more. Her hand moved down as her lips started to cover part of his shaft, then in sync it move back up as she pulled away.

Air escaped Megatron the next time she had gone down. It was only a slight little exhale, but she was only getting started. She did it again, and the exhale came again, this time he couldn't help but thrust up at her.

As if she needed coaxing she leaned in and took him in as far as she could wanting to hear more out of him than just the air. His length was much to long for her to take him all in, but that was exactly why she had added her hand to it, she pulled from the base out as she sucked at the silver poll in front of her. She got what she wanted another thrust and this time his voice.

"ohhhh."

It was soft and even had a warm feeling to it, but it only made her want to hear it again. She let the rim around the tip linger on her lip before taking her own breath and sucking it into her mouth again. She wondered how long he'd watched her, just how much he had been stroking himself. She licked up along one side then the other. His exhale in a long sigh telling her for him he liked it. She stroked him while giving attention to his tip it seemed to be the most sensitive there she let it slide on the roof of her mouth then back out to her lips, finally down onto him again. She could taste the lube again this time there was more of it.


"Ahhhh." He let out before he knew it was out. He pushed forward on the chair again till he was sitting on the very edge. He let his hand wander onto her shoulder; he let it rest there till she pulled him into her again then absently grabbed her pulling her down farther. He couldn't help his vocals. "AHHHhhhh" After watching her, and stroking he had near reached his own peak, he only put it off so he could do it here with her, but he hadn't thought that it would be like this.

Though he pulled her forward it wasn't enough to hurt her, the cool air supply however was cut off and she knew she wouldn't be able to keep down that far and not over heat. Still from what he was doing it was obvious that it wasn't going to take much before he would go over the edge. She sped up slowly making sure that the sensitive tip rubbed on the roof of her mouth, he seemed to like that best.

He moved his hand from her shoulder back to the chair and kept short stoked pace with her as she moved. His fingers making little imprints in his chair handles. Each third stroke she would take in all she could, and force another moan from him.

"Ooohhhhh aahhh.."

He heard himself, but didn't care. This wasn't something that happened all the time. In fact for as long has he could remember it was something that was looked at as Taboo, only in Earth culture it was pretty much accepted. For the time though his mind didn't want to grasp the formalities. He was having to fight off his peak to enjoy it longer.

"Yeahh."

She had actually got a word out of him. She smiled slightly speeding up the pace again to his liking and approval he moaned softly. His rod seemed to grow just a bit more, she knew what that meant. He was close, during regular intercourse she could feel his rod pulse to his fullest fighting her contracting cables, it gave her an idea. She let her lips cover her dental plates and on the next slide she applied a little pressure.

"OAHHHH" He couldn't hold it, that last little bit sent him spiraling into orgasm.

She tasted it, it was very much the same as what she had lapped earlier, only there was much more of it. She let the hot fluid slid down her throat till she pulled back finally swallowing; she sucked the tip just a little then felt the shock. It was light and didn't even hurt, but it signaled the end of his release.

He panted, looking down at her he smiled. It was much different than he had expected, but the out come was extremely gratifying. She returned his smile and decided it would be something she would like to add in more often as well.

His optics were dim with the pleasure of release, he felt her hand leave his rod. He brightened his optics until he could see her clearly. She smiled at him a bit of pride in her optics. He couldn't help smile back, indeed it was good. He sat back into the seat and let her move from in front of him, and then he reached down to get her to stand. Without a word she took hold of his hand. He pulled her to the desk and had her sit down on it. His hands started at her hip, and slid along the out side of her thighs, across the top and into between her knees. He leaned down and kissed her separating her knees letting him step in between them and deepening the kiss in one smooth motion.

She gasped quickly, before their lips made contact, her hands finding his forearms, up to his elbow joints then to the tops of his shoulders. Her optics instinctively turned off and as he slightly pushed her back a little bit of her own lube slowly leaked out. She could feel the heat that radiated off of him as she leaned closer wanting to feel him against her.

His fingers worked magic starting with her lower armor unhinging and taking clips off almost silently. He removed he breast plate last and removed it from between them. It got stacked on to the other parts that lay in a bit of a mess next to the desk. With all the restraints gone he leaned forward again his chest meeting hers now. He broke the kiss off his hands coming up under her arms and feeling her back as his lower lip brushed over the lower part of her audio sensor, he spoke softly.

"It is my turn now."

Instantly her optics came on bright, as the smile came across her face, and then they were out again what ever he wanted to do was fine by her.

His hands started at the top of he back and traveled down feeling her cables as they went he stopped every few seconds and let them rest applying pressure in a type of massage. His oral receptor, traced the curvature of her neck and the crease around her jaw line. She seemed to melt in his hands. He let her slide back his hands guiding her down onto the desk. His tongue trailed the entire way down the center of her chest and between her breasts, his hands pulling just enough to let her arch her back up to him. He kept moving drawing an invisible line down her abdomen, and farther. Near the top of where her port started he stopped, but only for a second he let out a long hot breath right onto her.

"ohaaahhh" she moaned softly. The anticipation rising within her causing a little more lube to escape her port.

Megatron noticed the little tickle of fluid that had come from her. He took a finger and slowly ran the tip of his finger over it. He skimmed it up over her outer sensor, then down and back across where he found it. He felt her move slowly her hips pushing up as if asking for some thing. He repeated it then as his finger slid down he let his tongue pass her outer sensor and his finger slip into her. She gasped and pushed onto his finger farther but pulled back as his tongue took a long light lick on her sensor.

"Ahhhh." It came out she had not control over her vocals. She grasped for the edge of the desk.

Her response made him thrust his finger deeper within her. He turned his hand so his palm was up and bent his finger up searching for the inner sensor in and instantly he was gratified with a thrust from her and another moan. He felt the sensor again this time mirroring his finger motions with his tongue on the outer sensor.


"AHHH..OHHH." it was almost incoherent. She let go of the desk and reached for his shoulders pressing her finger tips into them pulling on him.

He refused to let her move him as he pushed his finger in as far as it would go still keeping the tip of it on her inner sensor. She moved in time with his licks slowly up as he swiped it up then slowly back down as he licked it down. Her motions anticipated his, as if she wanted to move faster. He obliged it slowly speeding his sliding finger though now with her movements he no longer had to lick she moved for him.

"Mmm." Small little hints where the only thing left of her vocals as she could feel the pressure of her build up rising. With each movement another little "mmm" came out.

He kept pace then let out another hot breath of air right onto her. More lube leaked out around his finger and around his digit he could feel her inner cables becoming taunt and pulsing.

The heat added more than she thought it would and it sent to the edge of bliss. Her optics fluttered and she became silent. The only sound she made was the rapid short breaths.

He knew she was close, the familiar squeezing of his finger told the whole story. He pushed through the pressure and ticked the inner sensor and then let his tongue lay flat against her outer sensor lapping at it in quick short passes.

It was too much. She dug her fingers into his shoulders as she came to the peak of her orgasm. "Oh YES," she panted; he repeated sending a second wave through her instantly. She dug in again not expecting it and calling his name. "Megatron!" She panted harder almost not being able to draw the Cooling air in.

He stopped looking up at her, her back arched on the desk he whole body ridged and tense. He licked at her again releasing his breath onto her adding more pleasure to her already sensitive body.

Prizm tensed again; there was nothing she could do as he forced her body to bend to his will a third powerful wave overtaking her. She could see the warnings going off in her optics, but was unable to do anything about it.

He let her rest, his hand withdrawing from her, and then got to his feel over her. She lay in front of him thoroughly pleased. By this time however Megatron's systems had more than ample time to recover in fact, her motions and sounds drove his want making his rod rock hard. He stood there his rod nearing her port. She felt the heat and only one thing came to mind, she only hoped that she'd have enough reserve power to see it through. He felt the hot lube that she had produce over the tip of his rod as he slid it over her port. He knew that it was going to be tight, with her cables already drawn tight. He slid himself in a little testing their flexibility. She didn't pull away. He pushed a little farther he could feel them give with each pulse of her energon pump. She breathed hard and in short spurts, holding her breath when he pushed. He was half way in and stopped again as she pulled up. I few clicks passed and she eased back down and farther onto him, he pressed into her farther, until he was down to the hilt. Having been aroused already and knowing that she could easily orgasm again made it easy for him. He started a medium pace shorter strokes than he would have normally started out with. Instantly she drew in Cooling air and sent the heat back out. He pulled her moving her on the desk till he was holding her at the hip suspending her slightly on the out side of the stroke. She trust up in time with him her vocals coming back online here and there with incomprehensible sounds. It drove him. He sped up and instantly felt his peak building. She screamed, as he cables clamped down on him nearly holding his rod in place. It was more then enough to send him over the edge a strong thrust and he sent hot fluid into her. His own vocals growled lowly, his dental plates nearly grinding on each other. He held her there, this time he would take longer to recover; he knew that Prizm would take longer than that. Luckily it was late and it was near time to recharge anyway. He removed his rod from her and then lifted her into sitting position on the desk.

She struggled to make her optics clear. Finally Prizm was coherent enough to start reattaching her armor. Some of her subsystems had shut down, and for the most part she wasn't quiet there, her processor still bathing in orgasm. Megatron handed her pieces of armor as he helper her reattach them. In between hers he would attach one of his own.

Once every thing was back in place Megatron led Prizm by the hand to their quarters where she laid down with out realizing and fell into recharge. Megatron watched then sat down himself. It wasn't the usual hour but things were running as planned and a few extra hours could be spared this time.