He stood there, unaware of my optics. Primus he's beautiful-
No! He is forbidden, he is tempting, he shouldn't be alive.
I shook my head, and the one I watched paused. His perfectly sleek form twisted as he looked around. Did he know? Could he know? No… he couldn't.
He at last shrugged, the smooth motion nearly careless. I shifted, my optics devouring him hungrily.
Mine. All mine. He had to be mine. I wouldn't allow him to be anyone else's-
He transformed, his wheels spinning. I followed at a discreet distance. He was too well guarded, I must strike when his guard was down.
He joined with others, nearly making me growl in frustration. I keep quiet though; I must wait and watch for the right time. I can wait, though not for long-
The stop is perfect, and the delicate, wiring revealed as he transforms sends me thinking into a maelstrom of ideas-
He shifted, his vocalizer desperately working "Please-" The soft whisper is begging. A careless laugh and a hand that runs down the bumper of the car. A moan of pleasure wells up-
He salutes, and I growl in displeasure. He should only listen to me- I should be the only one near him for he is too good for the rest of them- The other nods, optics considering him.
I tense, ready to leap. If he puts so much as one hand on him- No- he is safe. He nods to his 'leader' and steps back. I relax, but I realize what a mistake it is for someone else touches him.
A howl of fury nearly tears itself out of my throat, No you stupid idiots- you are not worthy- none of you! And he is mine! All mine! I leap to my feet, ready to tear them all apart. He steps out of the touch quickly. I subside, my optics burning. I know he is just pretending to be chaste, the little glitch, but it works for me.
Fingers rake through the dirt, crushing rock. He speaks for awhile, and I want him to be in front of me to speak with that silky, sultry voice.
"Come on then, can you handle it?" The voice whispered, fading in and out- I was determined to have him whining my name and a desperate plea for release. Release that I would give him if and only if I decided that he should-
The sound of a motor drags me once more from my fantasy. He is leaving the group, a chance at last.
I follow quietly overhead. The moment he is out of optic range I sprang.
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Brilliant blue optics gaze up at me, as the sultry laughter echoed in my auditory receptors. I shivered in anticipation as he reclined backward, legs casually crossed. The very picture of a delicious meal. His hands brought up the cube as he casually sips from it.
I step forward, unable to stand it. Lips pressed against his as my glossa flickered out, shifting between his lips. The energon lingers within, and I sample eagerly. His tongue coyly slid around mine, pressing it deeper and deeper within.
A hand rises, and the fingers work their way craftily into armor, and a whine of need arises-
A low moan of pain broke through the fantasy. I grinned as I looked up. "Sunstorm." The words came out as a prayer.
I leaned close to his bound body. No need to take chances after all. He was securely fastened to the wall, there was no way he would be leaving any time soon, nor would any of the other Decepticons jump in.
He shivered, brining my thoughts back to him. Oh yes, he could play innocent all he wanted, but I knew what he was, a seducer and tempter. Primus had placed him here to test me.
I know I had failed, but- "Red Alert, you have one option. Be mine or die."
His pale face reflected the orb of my ever-growing fire. No, he couldn't escape from me now.
My downfall, my temptation.
A/N: Whew, only meant to post this up on deviantart, but others convinced me to post it up here as well.