"I agree with you that establishing trust is probably a good idea in any relationship," Megatron says quietly, "and that's why I may choose not to pursue it further."
He leans down and kisses her forehead. "I shouldn't be telling this to you of all people, but everyone else I know knows him and Ravage has opinions about it. And besides, I want to know more about Harley and Ian."
Megatron laughs again. "But I don't know if he will ever trust himself, let alone trust me. He's horrified by the fact that he likes me. He was my advocate at my trial and took the position only because he felt it was necessary to preserve the integrity of the proceedings. He devoutly hoped that after he had done the absolute best to defend me to the best of his ability, I'd still be executed, preferably promptly. And then they made me co-captain of the ship where he is second-in-command, and him my parole officer. If he knew I was leaving the ship on my own and going to another universe, or that I've decided not to be executed, he'd be...well, first he'd be horribly disappointed in me, and then in himself, and then I'd probably just have to move here immediately, because even though he knows this place, it's not his jurisdiction.
"Anyhow, I set out to seduce him because he is very alone, we do like each other, he already knows what I've done, he smells nice, and I thought it would be good to secure his favour absolutely, which you've got to admit I could probably do in a couple of hours, because even without all the magic we make together, he's got all the connections any other of my species has, and I'd be surprised if he's been laid at any time in the last million years, because nobody ever sees him out of his armour. And Ravage only knows he's a fox because he identified the body of one of his alternates and figured out the smell. But now, I like him enough to want him for himself, even though he's completely obtuse and has no idea that I want him at all. I think I could write him a poem and he'd think it was for someone else entirely. If he knew about you, he'd almost certainly withdraw.
"My evil plot was to make Minimus fall madly in love with me, in case they decided against me, in the hope that he'd decide to go against his principles and help me if I decided I didn't want to die. But now I really want to see him fall apart on my spike for his own sake, and also because I don't think I have ever known a person who needed it more."
When Loki jumps, he catches her and holds her fast. "I promise not to frag your brother. That would be in very poor taste. I cannot promise not to engage in wordplay with him, but I will never flirt with him in earnest. I may not be able to avoid telling him he's pretty, but I will always make sure he knows I think you're prettier, and that will always be absolutely true, because even if he has your green eyes, which he almost certainly doesn't, there won't be any dazzling mischief dancing in them, and he will never be the one who gave me back my heart." He kisses Loki fiercely.
"We're supposed to be spending more time talking about our lives. But I could rut you up against a tree in less than half an hour if you used your magic, and I wouldn't leave you wanting. I know you, now, in ways that your shape won't much alter." He raises an eyebrow. "But I know. We should talk. Maybe after, though."
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He leans down and kisses her forehead. "I shouldn't be telling this to you of all people, but everyone else I know knows him and Ravage has opinions about it. And besides, I want to know more about Harley and Ian."
Megatron laughs again. "But I don't know if he will ever trust himself, let alone trust me. He's horrified by the fact that he likes me. He was my advocate at my trial and took the position only because he felt it was necessary to preserve the integrity of the proceedings. He devoutly hoped that after he had done the absolute best to defend me to the best of his ability, I'd still be executed, preferably promptly. And then they made me co-captain of the ship where he is second-in-command, and him my parole officer. If he knew I was leaving the ship on my own and going to another universe, or that I've decided not to be executed, he'd be...well, first he'd be horribly disappointed in me, and then in himself, and then I'd probably just have to move here immediately, because even though he knows this place, it's not his jurisdiction.
"Anyhow, I set out to seduce him because he is very alone, we do like each other, he already knows what I've done, he smells nice, and I thought it would be good to secure his favour absolutely, which you've got to admit I could probably do in a couple of hours, because even without all the magic we make together, he's got all the connections any other of my species has, and I'd be surprised if he's been laid at any time in the last million years, because nobody ever sees him out of his armour. And Ravage only knows he's a fox because he identified the body of one of his alternates and figured out the smell. But now, I like him enough to want him for himself, even though he's completely obtuse and has no idea that I want him at all. I think I could write him a poem and he'd think it was for someone else entirely. If he knew about you, he'd almost certainly withdraw.
"My evil plot was to make Minimus fall madly in love with me, in case they decided against me, in the hope that he'd decide to go against his principles and help me if I decided I didn't want to die. But now I really want to see him fall apart on my spike for his own sake, and also because I don't think I have ever known a person who needed it more."
When Loki jumps, he catches her and holds her fast. "I promise not to frag your brother. That would be in very poor taste. I cannot promise not to engage in wordplay with him, but I will never flirt with him in earnest. I may not be able to avoid telling him he's pretty, but I will always make sure he knows I think you're prettier, and that will always be absolutely true, because even if he has your green eyes, which he almost certainly doesn't, there won't be any dazzling mischief dancing in them, and he will never be the one who gave me back my heart." He kisses Loki fiercely.
"We're supposed to be spending more time talking about our lives. But I could rut you up against a tree in less than half an hour if you used your magic, and I wouldn't leave you wanting. I know you, now, in ways that your shape won't much alter." He raises an eyebrow. "But I know. We should talk. Maybe after, though."