TFA: Bridge gone wrong

My OTP in Animated. I don't know yet if I will do a colored version. 

Entirely done with SAI

And here is the little drabble accompanying it ... I may write the rest later ... don't read if you don't like slash !

Edit ; 02/05/2015

Why did it end up like this? The only thing he wanted – needed! – was to go to Cybertron, nothing more. So why did he end up in this situation?! If it wasn’t bad enough he looked like … like that, and that it was Sentinel who answered when he called Ultra Magnus, the spacebridge had to malfunction and sent him on top of his enemy. And not just any Decepticon, noo-o, it had to be Megatron! 

… Sometimes he wondered if Primus was playing with him. It had to be. If not, then why did he have to walk into Professor Sumdac tinkering with some experiment which blew up in his face? Why did this experiment managed to give him these ears and tail? And why did his enemy have to see him like this?!

His only consolation was Sentinel reaction when he saw him. He must have though he somehow became a Techno-organic, because he freaked out. Bad. If he wasn’t himself so embarrassed by the situation he would have laughed. And oh was he embarrassed right now, almost lying on Megatron, with his servos on his chest and legs intertwined with his. And the fragger – after the surprise wore off – had the gall to smirk down at him, one servo holding him to his frame by his waist, fingers really too close from his aft for comfort. He was ready to bolt when said servo tightened his grip, pulling him flush against the other.

“And where do you think you are going, Autobot?” Again with the title. Would it offline him to call him by his designation!

“I have a name!” He replied automatically. “And away from you!” He then tried to wriggle free for the bigger mech, pushing against him and bringing his legs up to have more leverage, but his struggles seemed to only amuse the warmonger more. Again. Fragger. He only relented when the servo holding him crept down to his aft and to the base of his tail, his frame immediately tensing in apprehension.

“Now what with the rush, Optimus?” The smirk only grew bigger when he trembled at the tingling sensation coursing through him. “I promise I will not kill you.” He whispered against an antenna. “I wonder …” He licked his antenna, nibbling the end. “What noises you could make for me, little Prime.”

Optimus whimpered.