#skyprime

"Do I not get something from your escapade?"

Megatron retorted, hand on hip as the other was held out expectantly.

Orion took his hand and posed two Megatron's black fingers into a V shape.

"Not tonight but perhaps you'd like a special wake up call? To apologise for not bringing you something back Lord Megatron."

"What are you implying with this....pose?"

Orion leaned in and trailed his glossed between the V shape and it clicked exactly what he meant.

Well someone hadn't done what he was suggesting in a long time , he wouldn't say no.

But from Orion's wording he was going to have to wait until tomorrow and didn't feel like being teased with something he couldn't have right now.

He used the same hand Orion was so lewdly demonstrating on and grabbed his face making those pretty lips pucker.

"Stop being a tease, Pax or I will insist you stay the night with me and damn who ever your date is for tonight."

Orion just smiled his ear finals twitching.

"Glad to know you find me so desirable."

Megatron rolled his optics and smiled, the expression simply said 'what am I going to do with you.'

"Go on ,go Autobot, get that sand out of your joints, you better come to me in the morning with that promise."

Orion nodded , when he was released he placed a kiss on Megatron's cheek and went off.

He wasn't going to touch where those lips had been, nope, not at....and he did it any way.

"Hopeless Autobot, one would think he's starting to like it here."

Now you know the Welcome Back Orion had gotten when returning with the Casseticons.

But let's get back to the after of that.

As water cascaded down over his form, Skywarp had decided to stick around and help clean him out.

They sat there under the showers in Primes room, the seeker worked diligently to clean sand from between the autobots joints.

"Ya know, when you talked about those blossom shower things, you made me think of Vos, how it would be as the seasons changed, can you imagine deep Ruby cracked trees, the sun of Cybertron causing fractured light to dance over pathways and buildings..."

Orion found himself listening eagerly, they had nothing like that on his Cybertron, he could hear it in Skywarps voice , how much he missed it, the longing to see it once again.

"Do you have any pictures , any way I could see them?"

Skywarp was scrubbing at the tires by Orions ankles and shook his head.

"Nah, if my place is still standing, that's where any personal effects are, I do know the trees there are shattered, nothing but jagged stumps now, no more coloured leaves on them, just ruins."

"Leaves? You have organic matter on Cybertron?"

Optimus moved in closer.

Skywarp wanted to tell him more, that genuine curiosity in those blue optics, finals twitching as he waited for more.

"Cybernetic matter, nanotechnology that was programmed to go through cycles, forming leaves or flowers throughout the year. Humans are weird they have this stuff called gold leaf and put it on their food."

"It really does sound...wonderful, were there other colour trees or did it depend on the chemical saturation of the area?"

Skywarp leaned in , staring at him, looking for any sign that he was expecting him to try and escape by making him let his guard down, his emp field reaching out to touch Orions and earning an unexpected giggle.

"Stop poking at me like that, when you do it, it's ticklish...unless that's your intent?"

Sky huffed and opened Orions chest, poking at the interior, it was very different compared to his cockpit.

"Must he annoying when people leave garbage under the seats."

"You have no idea, there was this guy called Fanzone, he could not get on with technology, always broke in his hands or malfunctioned, one time he spilt his fresh hot coffee and while trying to clean it up this thing called a meatball sub slips from my dash board, very unpleasant."

Skywarp had no idea what any of that stuff was but he could sense from the Autobot it something icky , even for him.

"I'll have to let this dry before I can hoover up the sand in the finer areas...for now...would you like to hard-line? I can show you the area I used to live that way."

"Sure why not."

Skywarp's jaw hung open at how casually Prime had accepted that invite.

"What no, 'you're a Con , I could never trust you, how dare you even suggest such a thing?'"

Orion looked him over , hand to his cheek.

"Hmm maybe if you were Soundwave , but being telepathic he could prod in my mind when ever he wants, you could be deceiving me, but I'm choosing to trust you , don't give me a reason not to."

Sky's wings fluttered nodding, Primus finally someone to show his old lavish home to, someone that actually wanted to see it!

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First piece /aka the very beginning where this all started

The mech made sure Optimus didn't slip as he settled into the warm oil , listening as he groaned, even the sounds of contentment wound through him, watching as Orion stretched and savoured the feeling.

"And what do you intend to do tonight?"

"I could do a myriad of things to you, but tonight, let me appreciate you, let me show your fears can be put to rest."

"Heh, what are you going to do? Feed me your spike despite my fangs?"

Orion chuckled, though he kept his battle mask closed.

"I could, I'd like to be the first Decepticon you do that to. "

The mech answered as he took up a sponge and started wiping in smooth languid movements across Orions chest windows.

"You'd be the first anyone I did that to, my carrier started filing my fangs down because I kept biting at the feeding cables...which is understandable I can only imagine how much that would hurt."

The Decepticon listened but he didn't sympathise with the carrier at all.

"Did they care how much it would hurt you?"

Orion was quiet, he'd never really thought about that.

"I...think they did, but it was something that had to be done, they thought the bloodline was far enough for traits to stop showing, but it simply skipped a generation."

He made a soft sound of appreciation as his headlights were touched, his smile behind the battle mask becoming a little more fond and the mech could tell by the slight squirm.

Of course he stopped washing him, he wanted to see him smile, the way those pretty lips expressed themselves.

He knocked with a careful knuckle on his mask

"Come on , open up, I want to see your expression."

"Say please."

The mech rolled his optics and huffed with a smile of his own.

"Please."

He replied working now on the headlights on the right side, his hands coming to a stand still as he could see Orions fangs peeking in that smile.

How could Optimus be ashamed of them?

He himself was fighting not to grab him and pull him forward in a reckless kiss, even if it marked his own lips, he revelled in the thought of how delightfully dangerous it would be to do such a thing.

Optimus started to fidget as the other mech had said nothing, maybe his visitor had realised his error and that they were a terrible thing to have, he closed his mouth and sucked his lips in too quick, not used to having his fangs made a hissing sound as energon trickled from the bottom one.

Oh , oh that was not helping the mech who was watching him at all, he didn't even hold back as he climbed into the bath, catching Orion off guard as his face was held, the spread of the mechs fingers along either side of his jaw and thumbs resting on his bottom lip as he straddled him.

"Please...let me see them."

He leaned in kissing away the energon trail.

"I want to see you Pax, all of you."

"Hey now, what happened to my sponge bath?"

Orion teased , only to genuinely be surprised when he felt the sponge return to his grill, attentively cleaning its edges and each layer of metal, his cheeks going dark.

"Primus...are you just acutely aware of others weak spots?"

"I've been highly observant, watching every reaction, every public display of affection, paying attention to the way you twitch, the way your intakes shutter...your left final is more sensitive to the other...you were injured on right once. It doesn't move as much."

Orions mouth hung open and the mech stared at those pretty fangs, he wanted Orion to bite him, to leave scratch marks, he wanted to be the only mech at the end of them, but he couldn't be greedy, if he let Orion mark him in obvious places, he couldn't be so readily in his presence without giving away who he was.

Perhaps his colours would be off putting , his face , his body type, after all they were from different universes, what one found attractive in their world might be highly undesirable in another, he was just happy Pax accepted him like this.

"Say something...your voice...last time when you had your face buried between my thighs, the deep growl..."

Orion bent his legs so his thighs pressed up against his mystery mech, setting him off balance and nearly landing flush against him, he caught the edge of the bath before that happened.

Their lips but a breath apart

"Your voice had me coming undone."

It was enough for the mech to close his optics and press their lips together and slowly coax Orion to part them so he could feel the sharpness against his tongue, one hand holding his face as his other reached down, opening the Autobots chest, remembering how much he'd enjoyed the way he'd fingered his insides.

Between finger tips he massaged head rests and seat backs, to the actual seating and the flooring of his cab, his thumb scratching along the dash board.

He devoured each moan and stole glances at those beautiful fangs that Orion had been made to feel like an outcast for, kissing against them.

"If you like my voice so much, then I'll make sure to talk to you, could you imagine, in a meeting, I call you privately, you're trying your best in an Autobot conference to keep a reserved appearance..."

He kissed him again as he teased over the floor pedals, knowing a well timed rev of his engines could have him whining like last time.

"And I tell you about all the things I plan to do to you once you come back, and Autobots and Decepticons being as taboo as you make it sound, it's dangerous for us to even be playing like that..."

He pressed a finger against the gas pedal just long enough to see Orion start to arch and his mouth open , exposing once again those gorgeous fangs.

His own panel opening as he shifted to straddle a thigh, smirking as he saw Orions expression.

"I'm sure you don't mind me having my own fun?"

He purred , his hips slowly rocking, doing exactly what he'd wanted to do to Orion when he'd seen him under the shower with Warp.

"Not at all."

Orion took a blind guess at where the mechs hips were and guessed right, giving them an affectionate squeeze, he'd not expected to feel them jerk and subtly pick up the pace.

Optimus could feel the mechs node caressing along his thigh and bit his bottom lip, careful not to tear his own mouth open.

"You'd call me and tell me you want my spike, that you want to take over and ruin me?"

"Mmm perhaps you are more observant than I give you credit for Pax...but you are right."

The mech chuckled

Pleasure and humor being shared between them as fingers explored.

Drinking in the sensation of him using his thigh to get off, feeling his node swelling and lick along white metal, Orion felt his own excitement pooling down below, wondering what it would be like to have him sit on his face so he could eat him out, however the panel that opened on his own body neither of them expected.

"I...err sorry wrong panel, I was just thinking how much I wanted you to sit on my face and..."

The mech moaned loudly just at the very fucking though of sitting on that pretty mouth .

"Oh I will one day if we are able to plan more of these future meetings mmm I will be more than happy to oblige your request and as I said, feed you my spike."

"To be on my knees and have you fuck my face, like the dirty filthy autobot that I am, that better be a promise."

The mech kissed him deeply, moving Orions hands from his hips , only to then move himself so he could grab the back of Orions thighs and lift his legs so his knees were by his head.

"I don't care what panel you open, so long as I get to cum with you."

Before Orion could even respond he felt his node meeting the mechs own, pressing himself to it as they moved together.

The mech had been clever putting him in this position, It meant he could be closer to him without Orion figuring out who he was, that he could kiss him as he placed Orions hands on his aft, there was nothing there to give him away as their hips rocked together, as they moved and found themselves incapable of stopping, the slick sensation under the oil that now waved and splashed as they moved , spilling over the edges.

The mech purposely catching his lip on a fang to share an energon kiss, their glossas tasting and mingling the unbridled passion.

Orion, wanted to claw at his back, but kept his hands where they were allowed, pressing them closer as if they could sink as one into each othes plating. His optics rolling under the blindfold, thinking how in his world him being with a Decepticon was practically illegal and forbidden and here he was valve fucking one who's face he didn't even know, but Primus it was so good, so intoxicating he could feel even in the hidden identity of the mech that this Con wanted to get under his plating and consume him.

He kissed along his neck and jaw, wanting to touch him in anyway he was allowed to, only to be brought back into a kiss that was shared.

Their bodies moving faster and faster until half the oil in the bath was flooding the floor.

He felt the Decepticons breath at his audio receptor, that deep growl rumbling through him

"I don't care mmmph who you sleep with, but you're mine and I'll never let them take you back."

The possessive tone was too much, his grip denting the mechs aft metal and leaving paint streaks, his node throbbing as he overloaded and he could feel the mech follow seconds after as he rode out his overload, fast and desperate until it was a slow tracing sensation , he could almost sense the wicked smile as he kept moving and pulling out soft pathetic whimpers from him.

"Hmm do you want me to do that again Orion?"

He whispered nipping his bottom lip.

"Please...yes..."

"Good Bot, you know your manners after all."

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And then they kissed, like it was a ridiculous romantic scene from some Earth movie he'd seen Thundercracker watching.

He wasn't jealous, of course he wasn't as he continued crushing the lifts door frame.

"When you are done with him, Orion, I will make sure I'm next, that I'm with you again."

He'd never cursed his body more for being so...identifiable. If Orion could explore all of him, like the way he wanted , it would immediately give away who he was. And he couldn't have that.

Seeing Orion smile as he was shown the steps in this dance, experiencing another thing from Vos, oh yes Skywarp had gone on about their little date, and how Orion had even serenaded him.

He wanted to witness it, listen to it not in just some memory, to see his fingers move on the strings and across the instrument...it'd taken all of his will power not to pin Skywarp down and pull the memory from his processor, he wanted that song Orion had played...but he was better than that, more composed than that...

If Prime was so fascinated by Vosian culture, he knew it intimately, through his own studies and experience...

A lightning bolt put their dance to an end as it singed Astrotrains wing, a twisted smile formed on his fearure, perhaps Primus was on his side.

He slipped back into the shadows.

Orion had seen Astrotrain to the med bay, who'd told him he would be okay and that he should get some rest after the events of today.

The autobot had smiled and hugged him, thanking the triple changer for being such a comfort when he'd needed it and went off.

Astrotrain sighed and looked at the Medic

"What is it about Prime's and their comforting nature."

The medic shrugged and started work on his wing.

"I dunno, something about getting you closer to God maybe, or maybe it's because when they care you can't help but feel it's genuine."

"That about sums it up...but I'm wondering why he hasn't asked about the Autobots here."

The medic shook his head

"He's surrounded by the enemy, you're not about to go asking about theirs when he's completely alone here...I think Orion feels if he tries to fight his way out he won't make it out...to put it simply, it's beauty and the beasts as far as he knows."

Astrotrain frowned at that

"But he doesn't have to worry about that, I think Megatron has a soft spot for him, but we're all equally expendable to our leader, but then again we're all willing to die for him...it would be nice though...to have a Prime of our own, I've noticed there's been a subtle change on the ship, haven't you?"

The medic made a small hum of agreement, Megatron was their leader and commander, but Orion had been offering comfort and warmth, something they had not experienced much of in this war, and who wouldn't miss such a thing.

Orion had walked the halls back to his room, battle mask on, he was still uneasy about showing his fangs, spark still racing at being nearly struck by lightning.

Still it had been a wonderful dance and Astrotrain was surprisingly good at kissing, but, he still missed the mech who'd touched him in the brig, who'd been so overwhelmed with desire that he'd even ridden his spike as if life depended on it, as if he'd been chasing with utter desperation to overload on it and feel him fall over the edge with him.

Entering his room he noticed something unusual , I mean who wouldn't notice the bath full of fresh warm oil in the middle. Considering the ship only had showers...didn't it?

He cautiously moved in closer and found the note and blindfold, it occurred to him then that the bath was big enough for two, or at least spacious enough for...certain activities.

Unfolding the thin sheet metal , engraved in its surface were two words.

'Blue light?'

It was him, the one he'd been missing.

Setting the note back down he flashed the blue light on his back, having absolutely no doubt the mech could see it where ever he was and tied on the blind fold and waited for him.

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Curtains that appeared more as veils swayed in the morning breeze just as the sun's were rising over the sky line of Vos.

His optics couldn't begin to decide where to look as he sat up, the delicate covers slipping away.

Crystal leaf flowers in vases, thin at the bottom and rounding off at the top and painted with what he could only guess were trees that existed on Skywarps Cybertron.

The walls were halved horizontally, deep purple up top and ebony down the bottom, portraits hung across their expanse , mostly of scenery and some might even be relatives of the seeker.

Despite the pay rise he'd gotten from being in the Elite, even then his place didn't look anywhere half as nice as this.

The arch windows had stained glass trees in them

It really was...

"Don't make any opinions yet."

Skywarp smiled, seeing Orion was ready to say something as he was looking in awe around the place.

Sitting beside him, he carefully held his chin turning him to look out the open window doors as he counted down , 3...2...1 and

It was as if gold and Ruby light cracked and flickered , fractured though the deep red trees outside, Sky had said it was beautiful but...this was as if Primus had used the light to paint fire , highlighting through anything that was in its path, nothing was like this on his Cybertron...nothing compared.

Going to his feet, he made his cautiously to the balcony as if one swift movement would shatter everything before him. Orion stood there in awe as he saw winding paths of silver. This truly was a place for those who could fly, outside of the roads there was nothing but air and thin clouds. It really was a long way down to any form of land.

"So...this is all gone?"

Orion asked.

It was hard to believe that something like this could no longer exist , the trees that dotted along the pathways were surrounded by small pieces of land that one could easily rest under. In the distance, he could see Vos, glittering in all its magnificence, being this was a memory it was out of reach, and that alone was a painful thought.

The Autobots really didn't understand how fortunate they were that they had their cities now, their homes and museums...all of it.

All the Cybertronians had here , were shimmering ghosts of the past.

Desperation and ruin.

Optimus remained quiet, accepting the hand that rested on his shoulder, he placed his own on it as Skywarp nodded

"House isn't even standing any more, it's just rubble..."

"Rubble? But this place seems so...remote away from the city."

Orion responded , looking over at Skywarp, his ear finals down, his gaze turned back to the beauty before him, seekers flying up high , going where ever they were heading off to, trails of white smoke behind them caught in the morning light of subtle pinks.

"Tell that to Sentinel, because I wouldn't tell him where Megatron was...heh I really didn't know at the time, I'd simply offered a few nights of hospitality, I was a neutral back then..."

He leaned on the balcony, admiring the blossoms that tore themselves delicately from the branches in the gentle breeze to flutter like butterlies down into city below.

"He desecrated my home, breaking it apart until there was nothing."

Primes fists clenched, so even in this world, Sentinel was a power hungry self righteous aft.

Skywarp could see the rage Orion felt on his behalf and took his hand in his, kissing his cheek and shaking his head

"It is a sad memory but the memories I have now of my Trine I would trade my house abd everything I own for it all over again. Come I want to show you around."

Orion laced his fingers with Skywarps, the seekers tone had soothed him enough that he happily followed, even enjoying how Sky was pulling him along excitedly while telling him about the paintings that hung there, the parties he'd held, and of the greenhouses full of plants he'd once owned.

Even in the memory he could taste the food Sky gave him, it was no doubt how Sky remembered their taste and replicated on his tongue but it was wonderful none the less, they shared kisses that lead to touches and then more after a food fight, wonderful and playful, all of it ending in the garden where Orion sat with his back against the largest of the trees and Sky resting his head on Orions thigh, staring up as the blossoms continued to fall.

"I've been talking all day, I should have probably asked is there anything you like to do?"

He had a hand on Sky's cockpit, lightly stroking over the glass, taking in everything he'd seen, everything that had happened that day, well at least what felt like a day, all the wonders Sky had happily shown him, how he knew all of this outside the hard-line they were sharing right now, still under the shower, that this was ruin, it made his spark ache for it, long for something he'd never even truly seen or known and what a loss such a thing was.

From his own memories he brought a guitar into Skywarps world , which certainly caught the seekers attention.

He hadn't heard someone play music in a long time at least not on an instrument that was somewhat recognisable.

Optimus checked over the strings and strummed to make sure they were in tune, he gave a small nod and started to play.

Skywarp in that moment, might have fallen just a little bit in love, the way one does when they hear someone play music so beautiful it touches your heart and you feel every emotion in each note, it was peaceful and sad all at once...in other words.

Beautiful.

He positioned himself by Orions side, his helm resting against his as he listened, it suited everything here, blossoms drifting into nothingness and suns setting to the end of a wonderful dream, this was a memory within a memory he could treasure, it was as if he'd lived another day in Vos as it was long ago.

"Thank you, Orion...for sharing all of this with me, sometimes I forget what we're striving for...I...just thank you."

What Orion was playing

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First piece aka how it all started