Merry (early!) Christmas @jkmiss and @supreme-lord-of-the-universe! I was jkmiss' Secret Santa for the Merry Crisis event, and they wanted their gift to be for supreme-lord-of-the-universe, and I remembered you'd wanted to see more Armada Megatron x Reader fics.
So I wrote one~. This is actually the first x Reader fic I've ever written, so I hope you enjoy it.
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Rest and Relaxation
Armada!Megatron x Reader
Upon the throne sat Lord Megatron, as elegant and domineering as always. He always exuded such power no matter where he was positioned, but his throne was perhaps his favorite place to rest.
It had been a long day fighting with the Autobots over precious Mini-Cons who would be used to help further the greatness of the Decepticon army, and he was furious that they had lost the battle no thanks to his half-witted troops.
All but you, that was to say. Megatron always held an exception when it came to you, his most loyal subject and treasured partner. To say that he treated you like the most precious thing in the world was by no means an understatement. Say the word, and Megatron would bestow just about anything and everything your spark desired be it Mini-Cons, your own battalion or even prized treasures he would have once considered keeping for himself.
Cybertron, however, was out of the question. That was to be his, and his alone, but he had certainly given consideration to conquering it with you at his side.
The mere sight of you waltzing into the throne room was enough to improve his day, the warlord grinning as you approached him.
"Ah. There you are. I had wondered when you would arrive," Megatron chuckled.
"I did not wish to keep you waiting," you replied with a bow. He always liked it when you addressed him with respect, even if it wasn't a requirement in your courtship. "Especially after the day we have had. How can I help make it better, my Lord?"
Megatron stood from his throne, approaching you until he stood directly before you. He motioned for you to lean closer, his signal to you that he was about to kiss you. With a chuckle, he pressed his lips against yours - only giving you a small sample of what was to come later. "I suppose now is as good a time as any to bestow you with another of my gifts. I tasked a handful of Mini-Cons over the last couple of cycles to build something you've dreamed of having in your possession, and you know how I love to treat you to everything your spark desires. Oh yes."
What that meant you had no idea. Gifts from Lord Megatron could range from just about anything, but if he involved the Mini-Cons - halting production on the ship - it must have been something of great import.
"Come along, my dear. Allow me to personally escort you to your gift."
You obediently followed Megatron as he walked you down the halls of the derelict ship the Decepticons had set up base within. It was just the two of you as you continued to follow Megatron, though you found it surprisingly quiet without Cyclonus' cackles and Starscream's tantrums. You vaguely recalled Megatron ordering everyone to their quarters to rest after a hard fought battle, or hardly fought as the warlord had put it plainly, so that had mostly likely been the reason why.
You only found yourself more confused when Megatron lead you to your shared living quarters, but realization dawned the moment you entered the room.
There was a new door directly to the right of the berth.
Megatron studied your reaction, grinning as you approached the unexpected addition to the room. "I had the Mini-Cons assemble this room just for you to use at your leisure. You may enter."
Excitement filled the core of your being as you opened the door, surprised to see what awaited you. Before you was a luxurious oil bath designed with mood lighting perfect to help any bot relax. The basin itself had already been filled with steaming hot oil, and had been designed to seat at the very least two bots.
You and Megatron, no doubt, given the addition of a singular metallic duck floating in the oil.
"Is this to your liking, my dearest? You did mention recently how you yearned for the cycles we could enjoy a nice, hot oil bath," Megatron explained.
You did have to admit to yourself that the subject had been brought up more than once considering the number of mechs around the base all sharing the same energon bath. "Of course I do, my Lord. I appreciate this gift greatly."
"Shall we make use of it? I already took the liberty of having it filled just for you."
"Of course. Let us enjoy this bath together," you agreed.
Taking your servo into his, Megatron once more lead the way as he guided you to the bath. It was only natural that Megatron himself stepped inside first, holding your servo as you joined him. Almost immediately the warmth of the oil felt wonderful on your legs and pedes, seeping into aching joints as you began to lower yourself into the bath. It only felt better on your frame once you were fully seated, a large smile growing on your face from how good it felt.
"Yeesss… This was a magnificent idea. I should have had one of these installed when we first arrived." You could practically hear the purr in Megatron's voice as he sprawled out in the oil bath, his arms resting along the edge of the basin. It was almost as if his anger and frustration from the battle had melted away, now witnessing your beloved in a moment of pure bliss.
A rarity these days.
"Why don't you come to me?" Megatron suggested, motioning with a single digit for you to come closer.
"Of course, my Lord." You slid closer to him, the oil splashing as you moved. As you drew near, you turned your back to Megatron, pressing it against his chest as you leaned back. You could hear his pleased hum as he wrapped his arms around you, trapping you both in the warmth of the bath and his loving embrace. Closing your optics, you allowed yourself to completely relax in his hold.
"Once this universe is ours, we shall have all the time in the world for such luxuries. I will ensure your every whim and desire is tended to, as you deserve nothing less, my dear," Megatron spoke into your audial receptor tenderly. "I will have temples built in your name for all to worship you, though none as thoroughly as I. Yes, indeed."
If it had come from any other bot, they would have just been mere words, but somehow they felt sincere when they came from Megatron. It wasn't a matter of would it happen, but when.
"Only if such temples are designed for you as well, my Lord," you replied.
"Of course there shall be. All will bow before our superiority. Oh yes they will."
You could not have been more content in Megatron's embrace, feeling his digits ghosted along your siding. Everything seemed so perfect, and you wanted to relish in this moment for all eternity.
"Lord Megatron? Lord Megatron are you…?"
And there it went as your optics re-opened, spotting a mortified Thrust gazing at the two of you.
"Who gave you permission to barge into our private quarters, Thrust?!" Megatron roared. The mood was gone.
"A thousand apologies, your Lordship," Thrust began, "but I wanted to bring you news that I have devised a plan that will destroy the Autobots once and for all."
For as irked as you were by the intrusion, you could hear the deep growl emitting from Megatron. "Very well, Thrust. I shall meet you in the throne room. However, should you ever interrupt our private time again, I shall have you terminated faster than you can beg for your pathetic life!"
"Yes! Yes. Again, I apologize," Thrust continued to beg. "I'll be awaiting your arrival, my Liege."
Without a moments hesitation, Thrust vanished just as he promised. However, the moment had entirely been soured as you sighed, glad to know that the sentiment was at least shared by Megatron himself.
"It would appear we will have to cut our time in this oil bath short. Regardless of Thrust's plan, I will make sure that this never happens again. Would you care to join me, or would you prefer to enjoy the bath while its warm?"
"Perhaps the bath a moment longer," you replied.
"Very well. I shall deal with Thrust, and when I return we may resume where we left off." Turning you around, Megatron pulled you into a deep kiss, nipping at your lips with his fangs. Once he was satisfied, he released you and vacated the basin as oil dripped down his frame. As he dried himself and walked toward the doorway, the warlord turned back to gaze at your visage one more time.
"I shall return to you soon, my dearest. Until then, enjoy your bath."
















