Cyclonus was in shame and sadness. Oh, he knew it was a bad idea for him to take advice from a Quintison! But he had to … he had no idea where a place would be to take Galvatron to get some help for him. It was his only chance.
And it had totally backfired.
Not only was Galvatron mad at him, but also he was even more unstable than before. Cyclonus let a tear fall, before realising that sitting here moping about it was not going to get anything done. He had to speak with his leader …
Getting up, he left his quarters.

As he walked down the hallway of the D-con base, he wondered if he could tell Galvatron everything he meant to him. Oh, he meant so much to him! It almost made him go crazy at the thought of the Tokulon’s trying to kill him! Crazy with rage. It was dark and late in the evening for many mechs to be up at this time, but he knew Galvatron liked the dark for some reason. Cyclonus had caught him wandering around after dark, and asked why he liked it.
He told him that it gave him a strange kind of security.
Before he knew it, he had reached Galvatron’s quarters. He had only ever been in there once, but he knew the code for the lock for Galvatron had told him personally, but had no idea what it meant.
“Bunny.” He said. The door slid open for him.
Galvatron was holding a cube in his hand, and looking out of his window, cursing to himself.
“Slagging creatures … attack me … slobber all over me … capture me! I wont take that! NO! NOT THAT AGAIN!”
He leapt back from the window, and whirled around to face his second in command, who was a bit unnerved.
“What do you want traitor?!” He growled. The cube was still in his hands and Cyclonus saw that he was swaying slightly.
“Um, just to talk, mighty one …” the purple ‘con mumbled.
His leader growled and then swigged down the energon in his cube. He glared at Cyclonus before falling onto his bed with an over balanced sway, and the second in command rushed over to him.
“Mighty one! Are you alright?” he said worriedly, placing a steading hand on his leader’s shoulder. Glavatron glanced at it, and then up at him, and wondered why Cyclonus even cared.
“Why do you care? You sent me to that world. Tricked me into going there!” Galvatron snarled, but could not ignore the strange feelings that had suddenly stirred at his second’s touch.
“I …” Cyclonus fought for words under his leader’s patronising gaze. “I just wanted to help you …”
Galvatron glared at him, but could not ignore the strange sensations in his stomach area. It was a tingling feeling …
Cyclonus thought it was safe to continue.
“I know that you are not well, however much you try to hide it, and I wanted to help you. The only way I was going to do that was to trick you.”
Suddenly, Galvatron tackled him. With a crash and a cry of fright, Cyclonus found his commander’s weight on him and his cannon pointed at his head. He stared up into his leader’s bright read optics, frightened.
“And why would you think I was sick?” He growled. Almost a purr.
Cyclonus loved his leader dearly, and could not turn his gaze away or reply, partly from fright, and partly from the feeling of his leader atop him. He had always wondered what it would feel like to have his leader on him; even it was for mean reasons.
“Well?” Galvatron questioned. The strange feeling had not gone, but only intensified by the feeling of having this mech crushed under him. Why did he feel this way dammit?!
“M-mighty one …” Cyclonus whimpered. “I’m sorry …”
Galvatron smirked. “Not nearly sorry enough as you should be. I will make you pay!”
Cyclonus shivered, but then let out a gasp as Glavatron ripped off his cannon and pinned him down with his arms and body. Cyclonus stared as Galvatron smirked at him, and the jet wondered how much energon he had had … but those thoughts were lost as Galvatron bent down and locked their mouths in a kiss.
Cyclonus made a noise of great surprise, but that soon turned to a moan. He wanted to send Galvatron into the land of eternal bliss, and prove how much he loved his leader. Galvatron had said this was to make him pay, but Cyclonus saw it as no punishment. No, he saw it as an ultimate treat, but tried not to enjoy it too much as he didn’t want to arouse his leader’s suspicion.
He kissed back as Galvatron shifted above him, getting to a more comfortable spot. He did not ever want to admit it, but he was enjoying this greatly. The feel of the love that his second had for him seemed to some out of him by this connection, and though Galvatron’s crazed mind he saw this, and decided to have some fun.
He broke off, and smirked when he heard Cyclonus whimper below him. He knew his second felt something for him now. Or why would he be pleased with this? He also noticed a bulge beginning to form under his codpiece, and smirked wider.
“Some one needs some attention …” He chuckled, and Cyclonus gasped as he felt it himself. He knew that his leader was a turn on, but this! This had never happened before!
“Uuh …” He then noticed his leader was –
“Oh my!” He gasped.
Glavatron had already ripped off his codpiece. His cock, a gorgeous purple, was already beginning to be aroused also. The jet’s optics could not be any wider.
Glavatron chuckled, and sat up, glancing at Cyclonus with a funny look on his face. What did he want Cyclonus to do? Surely not –
“Come over here and suck me. Now.”
Cyclonus stared for a second, and then slowly crept over, unsure of himself. It was clear to him that Galvatron had had too much energon for the night. But … seeing his leader exposed like this, and wanting him, him to pleasure him, was something that he had dreamed about. Maybe this was his way of getting his trust back? He did not know.
But, now it was time to focus on the task at hand.
He reached his leader, and then tentatively began to lick at the head of his cock. Galvatron hissed and clutched his second’s head as he playfully licked him, growing more confident as his leader moaned out and grasped his head more tightly. He slid his lips over the sensitive organ and sucked on it. This time, Glavatron cried out and bucked into his mouth, his optics closing. Oh it felt so good! He felt his cock begin to ooze as he panted out, desperately trying to cool himself down to some extent.
Cyclonus chuckled softly, and sucked harder. God, he loved that taste! It was strange and terribly erotic at the same time, and he could not help but let out a loud groan as more of the hot liquid slid down his throat.
Suddenly, Galvatron screamed as he felt a fire shoot up his rod, making him hotter and hotter than he could bear. It was all he could do was hold onto the jets head as he burst into a violent climax, cum shooting down his second’s throat. It was all Cyclonus could do was swallow as much as he could of the hot, delicious tasting liquid.
The Decepticon leader panted as he calmed down, pulling away from Cyclonus to gather his wits and strength. Cyclonus wiped the cum off his lips and chin with the back of his hand, and panted also. He was so aroused now he could almost not bare it any longer!
Glavatron observed him, and smiled, pulling him close and nipping his neck. Cyclonus moaned, and heard Galvatron whisper:
“You want it?”
The space jet had no trouble understanding what his leader meant. “Yes …”
“How hard?”
He swallowed. “As hard as you can!”
Glavatron smiled at that. “I was hoping you would say that.”
He then reached down and removed his second’s sticky codpiece. It was a wonder it had not flown across the room seeing how aroused the purple con was. He stroked him, earning a groan in response.
“Put your hands up on the wall for me,” Glavatron suddenly commanded.
Cyclonus did as he said, and he felt his leader remove the recharge panel on his aft and prob inside. He cried out, the sensations intense. He had never realised how sensitive it could be!
Galvatron held him tightly by the hips and lined himself up with the port. Then, with a powerful thrust, shot himself inside his second. The jet screamed out, dinting the wall slightly with his fingers as they dug into the metal. He then felt his commander begin to slide in and out, savouring the amazing sensations.
Cyclonus began to thrust back, his intense arousal nearly making him cum right there! But he held back, wanting to enjoy this as much as possible. He thrusted back against his leaders hips and cried out when he grasped the jets erection, stroking it gently. Cyclonus moaned and panted, feeling his leader thrash into him as hard as he could.
Glavatron sped up, another orgasm threatening to overtake him. The grounded against the jet and held onto him tightly as he felt it began to overtake him.
He screamed again, feeling that fire even hotter than before shoot up his entire body. It was all he could do was keep a hold on his lover’s body as his cock suddenly burst, spraying cum all over the place.
Cyclonus moaned in urgency, release so close to the surface it was almost touchable. He thought about his beautiful leader behind him, doing this to him and felt his cock surge to life like electricity had seized it. He howled, and his cock sprayed cum all over the bed below him and some on his body. He panted and he felt Galvatron stroke his cock as he relished in the feeling of a much-anticipated contact.
Glavatron waited for a moment to recover before pulling out of his second, and sitting on the bed, pulling Cyclonus over to him. The jet breathed heavily, but smiled as he felt the after effects. Glavatron had not fully understood the means for his punishment, but he felt … better now that he had someone close to share himself with.
Or maybe it was just the energon.