DIY: After the Victory

Sweetness! First one! Ok, this is for TheQueenofAnime, who replied back first. THANK YOU SO MUCH! Now I have something to do…

Pairing: TFA Optimus Prime and Bumblebee

Place: Optimus's new office on Cybertron

Kink: Desk sex

DATTEBAYO!

Going from a Space Bridge Technician to an Elite Guard and a member of the Council really had Optimus in a whirl. He had remembered defeating Megatron, and bringing him to Cybertron. He remembered the crowds, the hustle and bustle of the city. After laying Prowl in his final resting place, Optimus was whisked away to Iacon by the Council. With Ultra Magnus out of commission, the Council was slowly drawing in their political agendas. And they were planning to bring Optimus with them.

Other than the near demonic aura seething from the politicians, they were nice to him. They had welcomed him into the Council with (reluctant) open arms, and showed him the ropes. Optimus was most happy when they had given him his own office. Large, sparsely decorated, but isolated. This was perfectly fine with Optimus. He preferred not to be near the political bots if he could avoid them.

Now, sitting comfortably in his brand spanking new chair behind his spanking new desk, he leisurely read a data pad, a barrel of oil in the other servo. He smiled, thinking how much easier it was to be an Elite Guard. But soon his thoughts brought him to his Space Bridge Team. They will always be his true friends. They had helped him defeat Megatron, and save Detroit. Ratchet, Prowl, Bulkhead, and a certain yellow minibot…

Ah yes, Bumblebee. Optimus had always been infatuated with the little bot. Loud, spontaneous, and overall adorable. Optimus had always loved him from a distance, not having the spark to go up to him. His little streak of sunshine just a bit too far away from his reach. Suddenly, a light knock on his door was heard.

"Come in."

And lo behold his little ball of sunshine waltzes into the office. Nearly bouncing on his peds, and a small gift in his servo, Bumblebee was all smiles. Optimus couldn't help but smile. His Bumblebee had come to visit! Looking shiny and overall happy, Bee was radiant. Having changed back to his Cybertronian alt form, there were less edges and angles, more smooth panes and gentle curves…BAD MECH! Quickly scolding himself, Optimus regained his poise, and put his attention back on Bee.

"Hey boss-bot, how've ya been?" Bee asked.

"Fine, fine, what about you and the rest?"

Their conversation continued, easily changing from subject to subject. Unknown to Optimus, Bee had slowly been inching himself closer to the desk, to the point that he was sitting on it. Losing patience, Bee heaved a great sigh, and suddenly swiped all the data pads off of the desk.

"This desk is new, isn't it? …" he said. He grabbed Optimus by the back of his helm, and brought their foreheads together. "How 'bout breaking it in?" Bee said with a small smirk. Clearly taken by surprise, Optimus was frozen, until Bumblebee pressed their lips together, said leader letting out a small squeak of surprise. Oh, the red and blue mech had been dreaming about this for a long time! Optimus groaned, and grabbed bee's helm in turn, deepening the kiss. Bee parted his mouth, inviting his leader. Gladly obliging, Optimus delved into his subordinates, mouth, tasting him. Sweet, like energon.

All the while, Bee had situated himself, his peds dangling from the desk, and in between the bigger mech's legs. Hooking his peds onto the arm rests on the chair, dragging Optimus closer. Bee gently started to pull Optimus up, silently telling him to stand. Now lying on his back, Bee positioned Optimus between his spread thighs, encouraging the bigger mech to continue. Reluctantly pulling away, the red and blue mech slowly made his way down the minibot's chassis, creating a trail of kisses, quiet whimpers escaping the small Autobot. Reaching the apex of Bee's thighs, he spotted the yellow codpiece. Lubricant was slowly leaking out from the sides, quietly dripping onto the desk. Optimus smiled, and gently coaxed the yellow mech to open up.

A small valve was exposed, leaking copious amounts of fluid. Optimus moaned at the sight. Pleading optics and a deeply blushing face caught his attention.

"C'mon mech, hurry up…please…"

Ah, Optimus loved teasing, but he had a feeling that the mech below him would kill him if he stalled anymore. Kissing those pouting lips, he opened his strained codpiece with a small click. Oh holy Primus, Bee didn't think he was that big! Primus must really love Optimus…whimpering in anticipation, he bucked slightly against the bigger mech.

"My Primus, c'mon, I can take it, please!"

Nearly desperate now, Bumblebee wrapped his legs around the big silver waist, brining the big spike closer to him. He let out a high pitched moan as he felt the spike gently rub against his dripping valve. Optimus took ahold of his spike, and positioned himself.

"You ready?"

The glare/pleading gaze was enough to confirm his question. He pushed in slowly, spreading open his subordinate. So tight! Ah, he loved mini's for that reason. Always a tight fit. He could feel the cables clenching and unclenching, rubbing his spike in wonderful ways. Grabbing onto the edge of his desk, and a servo on Bee's hip, he slowly began to thrust, the dripping valve moving with him, attempting to suck his spike back in.

Bee was in utter ecstasy. He had never been stretched this wide, never been filled this much. He let out a high keen, attempting to keep his bucking to a minimal. Grabbing onto Optimus's wrists, he tried to move his hips with the mech above him, attempting to create a tempo. Slowly, surely they moved together, to the point where Bee was screaming in utter pleasure and holding on for dear life as his leader pounded into him. Bee could feel himself getting close, his valve tightening onto the spike with a vice like grip. Bee wailed in completion, arching off of the desk, his valve growling so tight that Optimus couldn't move. Optimus watched as his little Bee moaned and wiggled as he let himself fall into overload. Optimus let out a mighty groan as he came, filling the minibot to the brim with his transfluid.

Optimus fell onto his forearms, his helm resting on a yellow chassis. He looked up, smiling at how adorable Bee was in post coital bliss. The blue and red mech gave the minibot one more kiss, before standing up and tenderly removing himself from the sated bot.

"Hmm, that's a good way to break in a desk… with a good hard 'face."

A chuckle was heard under him.

Yahoo! Done, although I've been trying to do this all day…TO ALL MY READERS: I WILL TRY TO CRANK ONE OF THESE OUT AT LEAST ONE EVERY DAY! Thank you for all the support! REVIEW!