Transformers Lemons 1

Multiverse Ultra Magnus x Cybertronian Autobot Femme Reader

Warnings: violence, death, passionate interface, gun kink, retarded wing saber and ultra magnus being a sweet twat.

Requested by:
Sad0Waffle

You originally requested tfp but I changed it around a little bit and used your concept and created a plot.

"Since this will be a first mission for both of you I came up with three protocols to help you make it back to base with your sparks intact. Those protocols are; Stay Behind me, don't talk to anyone and don't be unarmed."

You nodded at the stern military officer. This was your first mission with him and Wingsaber. This was simply a task to figure out the disturbance in the iacon city state. Apparently the buried hall of weaponry had been disturbed.

Ultra magnus was, to no surprise, in charge of the mission. He had no problem with telling you to do various unnecessary tasks.

"Y/n will you please recheck the coordinates?"

You glared at him.

"Again?"

"Yes, again."  

Wingsaber chuckled.

"Y/n WiLl YOu rechECK thE coOrdinaTES?"

Wingsaber mocked the military officer. Ultra magnus heard him and turned and gave the elite a noticeable death glare.

"How about I have you demoted Wing-Saber?"

"How about I continue to spike-block you, Chief?"

The argued through ninety percent of the the trip to iacon.
You got up and gave them both angry glances.

"That is enough! Never again will I be going on patrol with either of you."

They became quiet as you began checking the coordinates again for the fifth time. Just like the last four times, the coordinates were correct. Ultra magnus most likely just wanted to give you something to do to be a scrap heap. Even on the base he was continuously hard on you.

If you happened to be out and about on the outside world instead of just remaining in the base he would hunt you down and give you a citation. All this was due to a romantic relationship you had started with him. Just two quickies in his office made him down right dislike your existence. He told you he behaved that way because he cared, but you knew better. You made him occasionally soft, and he hated that.

You thought of something else you could do to take a break from Saber and Magnus. Not too long of a break because you were sure that they would kill each other. The small ship that you three were inside of contained a large quantity of weaponry. Someone was going to get hurt very soon, mechs and weapons don't mix.

Realizing there was nothing to do you headed back into the main control room.

"Five klicks until drop off."

"fIVe KLicks unTil DrOp oFf."

You gave wing saber a smack on the back of the helm. He stuck his glossa out at you and you sighed. Mechs could be so immature sometimes.

"Don't be an aft."

You looked through the main window of the ship and could see a fire. It appeared to have originated in the destination you three were heading to.

"Who would set the hall of weaponry on fire?"

"Decepticons." It was the simplest response ultra magnus could have given.