DON'T COUNT MISTAKES I LOST TRACK OF THEM

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( He's in trouble. He's Rodimus, the younger of Nova's two candidates for Prime, and he is absolutely in trouble. It's not his fault. He just happened to be somewhere where trouble results, although okay - that part isn't new.

And he knows exactly how he got here in the first place, it's the same as it always is.

Orion frowns at him every time he leaves the Primal Basilica dressed in a cloak - knowing full well that he's going to go to those places that Nova finds unlawful and unruly. Sure, the other Prime in training had attempted to stop him before, to no avail. That makes something twinge in Rodimus because he likes Orion, he really does.

Then again, most people like Orion 'Super Cop, Future Prime' Pax. Because apparently some people like having a career that's pointless once you know you'll carry the Matrix. He guesses that has to do with Orion having spent some of his life from out of Nova's influence - maybe that made you like police work.

Not that Rodimus would know what that's like - Nova snatched him up two days after he was forged, as if he knew exactly where to find him. Must be a 'wisdom of the Matrix' thing. Find your replacements before someone else does and what not. But it boiled down to the fact that he'd never really got to know or experience life outside the basilica walls and for every time Nova told him he shouldn't or couldn't go out - he did.

Which is how he ends up standing over someone he punched into a wall - thanks Galvatron and Cyclonus for teaching him that one - inadvertently starting a bar fight that he is determined to win. Rodimus is pretty sure that as a mysterious cloaked and hooded figure, he definitely looks awesome which negates the trouble.

Mostly. )

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[rodders]

( One day he's going to ask how Minimus can do this, but that day is not at this moment - charge building and building with the feeling of Minimus' mouth around his spike and the bobbing of his helm. Primus how can someone so uptight and rule bound do this?

It doesn't take long until Rodimus overloads with a cry, back curving up and the hand on the coffee table denting the metal slightly. His hips stay down, but only because Minimus is holding them down and frag - that helps make it so much better too.

His head hits the floor with a soft clang, and the hand on Minimus' shoulder slips to the underside of the kibble, tugging upwards to encourage Minimus to join him. )

[thesurpriseinside]

[ He crawls up bracing himself slightly over Rodimus. ]

I trust that was satisfactory?

[ His voice is staticy and smug, he's even got the barest hint of a smirk. ]

[rodders]

Yeah, at least.

( He's not going to complain about any of it, one hand coming up to cup his cheek before he pushes himself up to kiss Minimus properly. And, in doing so, kind of sees what the appeal of the thing he thinks Minimus has. )

[thesurpriseinside]

[ He is more than happy to return the kiss, in the process slowly pressing himself down until he's flush against Rodimus. It feels nice, still warmed plating against his and the breeze from humming fans intermingling.

It's an intimacy he hasn't had in... longer than he cares to calculate. He hums into the kiss and settles a little more comfortably against Rodimus. ]

[rodders]

( His other arm goes around Minimus' waist, keeping him there as much as he's able - knowing full well that Minimus could break free if he wanted to. )

Dancing tomorrow.

( Because all he wants to do is curl up with Minimus and sleep, optics shuttering as a smile spreads over his face. )

[thesurpriseinside]

[ He gets another kiss for that, sweet and soft on the corner of his mouth. ]

You could at least move to the couch. [ He got it for Rodimus after all... ]

[rodders]

And move you? Don't think so.

( Look at him, look at his priorities. )

[thesurpriseinside]

[ Oh no you don't. Minimus frowns at him then gets up gently disentangling himself from Rodimus' arms before moving to the couch and nestling into it, making sure there's plenty of room if someone maybe wants to join him. ]

What about now?

[rodders]

( He instantly misses the warmth of another frame against his, but isn't so easily cowed. So he rolls onto his stomach and props up his head on his hands. )

I don't like to reward people who cheat.

( But he's grinning, so he's clearly not all that upset about it. )

[thesurpriseinside]

[ Minimus gives him a look that he would actively deny is a pout. ]

I did not cheat. [ He pauses and then shifts so that Rodimus can see his body clearly, sliding his hands down himself. ] I could be more convincing?

[rodders]

( He might deny it, but Rodimus knows better. )

You did. ( His optics brighten once he gets a good look of what Minimus is doing, and he's even more tempted to remain where he is to see how far he's willing to go. ) You're cheating now.

( That's absolutely not a no, though. )

[thesurpriseinside]

[ he drags his hands down, stroking the dents on his hips and the paint transfers on the inside of his thighs. He's never really done this before, but Rodimus watching him with bright optics is encouraging. ]

I'm not cheating. I'm. Trying to be persuasive.

[rodders]

You know what they say about me, Minimus. I'm as stubborn as they come.

( And proud of it. There's a smirk lingering over his lips, however, as he rolls onto his stomach to continue watching from a position that isn't upside down. You've got his interest, Minimus, keep going. )