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Noble's pets (Optimus x Prowl bayverse)

This is based off a fic i read on Ao3 so credits to the original writer, basically Prowl is an entertainer owned by Mirage and then sold off to Optimus once he gets to attached to another pet and Optimus uses Prowl as a guard dog more than a frag toy but when temptation hits....
CONSENSUAL!
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Mirage waited in the room relaxing while Prowl was on his knees on a tight lead stripped of most armor and kibble though it was all in the package Mirage had sent earlier, along with some of his best 'toys'. Anything for the Prime really. Mirage was just glad that he could separate Jazz and Prowl permanently, he tugged on the lead harshly when Prowl tried to pull forward hearing his new master coming though once Optimus had come into the room and sat down on the couch and started with the formal handing off Mirage handed over the lead and Prowl almost instantly jumped into the Prime's lap covered in bruises and welts along with a brand and several other things making Optimus set a heavy yet gentle hand on the smaller mechs back and rub slightly earning a pleased purr as Mirage talked for a few more minutes before leaving. Optimus sighed and finally inspected his new pet who was contently purring and rubbing himself lightly against the Prime, he didnt mind much as he rubbed over some on the newer marks and sighed before lifting up the small mech and heading to his hab exciting the entertainer thinking it was time for fun but huffing softly when they passed the berth and Optimus went to start and doctoring Prowl's wounds. The saboteur didnt mind and sighed contently nuzzling against his master and noticing the armor on the side and going over to put it on after Prime finished fixing him and figuring his new job was guarding instead of interface.

*time skip*

Optimus sat on his throne watching with bored optics as the newest entertainer came in, he never had much enjoyment in seeing the mechs dance or try to make him not so bored, Prowl as always was by his side but twitched seeing more of his kind getting rejected before taking a deep vent and tapping on Optimus' arm. The Prime looked over and raised an optic ridge before Prowl sent a private comm || Master if it will please you, may i offer my frame for entertainment? || he asked looking neutral except the small twitch of his audial from where he kneeled by the throne, Optimus chuckled slightly and patted his lap in a silent 'yes' dismissing everyone from the room except the pet. Prowl leapt up easily and immediately let his panel snap back and grind slightly against the larger mechs thigh parting his derma with a quiet moan while Optimus let him chuckling lightly. As Prowl moved against Optimus' thigh, the Prime couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation building within him. He had always enjoyed the company of his pets, but there was something about Prowl that made him feel especially aroused.As Prowl continued to grind against him, Optimus reached down and began to stroke the smaller mech's back, his fingers tracing the lines of his armor and eliciting a soft purr from Prowl. The two mechs continued in this way for several minutes, their movements becoming more and more frenzied as their arousal grew. Finally, with a loud cry, Prowl reached his overload, his entire frame shuddering with pleasure as he collapsed against Optimus. The Prime smiled down at him, stroking his back gently as he basked in the afterglow of their encounter. He knew that he would never tire of Prowl's company, and that he would always be his loyal and obedient pet. With a contented sigh, he leaned back in his throne, his mind drifting off to thoughts of what other delights his pets could offer him. For Optimus, there was no greater pleasure than the company of his devoted and obedient pets.