Alright, so this is my second TFP story. I don't see this pairing too often, I wish there was alot mor though. Se hehe here is chapter 1 of Ensnared. Bee's dialect- : :

Ensnared
Chapter 1

He was growing impatient, something he rarely did. Where was raf? School had ended and it was 4:00 already. The boy was never late, but the Camero waited. He wouldn't leave and risk just missing raf.

Ten minuets passed and still nothing, bumblebee grew worried. Where the scrap is he? Suddenly there was a screech followed by static as someone hacked into his comlink. He cringed and cursed, the static diminished and then came a voice that made his entire frame tremble.

"Hello, bumblebee." came Megatrons voice from the other end. "It seems as though your having troubles finding your...little friend."

Alarm ran through bumblebees systems, megatron has raf! His engines revved. ":where have you taken him you pile of scrap:" bee said furiously making megatron laugh.

"No need for that kind of language, the boy is unharmed, for now." He chuckled " come to these coordinates or you'll never see him again."

Bee was already speeding down the road,and calling for backup slipped his processors. He was going at this solo. He drove for at least 45 minuets before he turned onto a dirt road that lead into a heavily wooded area, emphasis on heavily. The treetops blocked out the sun except for a few rays that seeped through small gaps in them. He transformed and started walking because the road was unsuitable for his vehicle mode, and then there was no road, nor was there a path. His optics scanned the area, feeling as though someone was watching. He shivered but kept on moving,the coordinates were close and bee turned his helm in the direction to which he had come from only to be met with nothing. He couldn't see the road or the opening he had come from anymore, all as far as his optics could see was darkness. Turning his helm and continuing on he arrived at the coordinates. Where the trees separated and there was a clearing. It was still dark but not as dark as the rest of the forest. More rays were able to seep through the treetops, illuminating the grass that was there in a soft light. Cautiously he stepped into the clearing.

":megatron:" he beeped. Silence met him for several minuets. He looked across the way and suddenly menacing red optics met his own making bee almost squeak in fear. But he kept his composure, he had to get Raf back. Standing his ground he watched as the tyrant came in from the shadows. A slight smirk played upon his scarred lips.

"Ah, you've come, though I was sure your would."

":Where's Raf:" be beeped bluntly, bee didn't want all the chit-chat bullshit. This was businesses. Megatron bared his sharp denta in a smile.

"You cannot have him yet" he said drawing nearer to the yellow scout.

":what!?:" bees damaged vocalizer made a noise close to a growl.

"You have come here expecting something...so have I as well." Megatron grinned wider circling bumblebee, blazing optics eating him alive.

":A trade?:" bee kept his guard up. What is he planning?

"Yes" he smirked. "A trade." A taloned digit slid across the scouts aft making bee jump and whip around. He threw a punch and megatron caught his fist easily. Then dropped it,surprising bee.

":What do you want, I have brought nothing with me:" his optics watched as the Decepticon circled him again before stopping in front of him, inches away. Bee cringed at their size difference. Then, two words were spoke, two words that made the scouts faceplates scorch with heat. Two words that were spoken in a deep, dark, husky tone. Two words.

"Pleasure me" he smirked grasping bees chin in his digits. Bumblebee stumbled back, optics wide and he trembled.

":Never!, You filthy slagging con!:" he spat in disgust shaking his helm. Megatron just chuckled.

"Oh really" megatron laughed coming closer to the autobot. "Because if you choose to refuse what I want, then I can refuse what you want." Bee was torn, the options were not at all in his favor. Please megatron or walk away...without Raf. His morals and pride clashed in his circuits. But Raf, Raf was his friend. And bee was his protector, Raf had family,friends, he didnt deserve to die at the hands of megatron. He dropped his helm and clenched his servos into fists. "Well?"

":F...Fine:" he said with remorse. The tyrant smiled wickedly.

" I knew you'd come around, bee" he purred out the scouts name. Silence overcame them for a long moment untill a soft growl sounded in megatrons vocalizer. Bee stepped closer and dropped to his knees, averting his optics he tapped on megatrons spike panel. Purring again he obliged by letting the panel slide out of the way, the scouts optics widened again at the sheer size of the cons spike. It was the largest he had ever seen. Honestly the only he had seen, for the scout hadn't even seen his own.

It was fully pressurized, tiny beads of light purple transfluid leaked from its tip. Curiously he looked over it, it was grey like the rest of him. With three soft purple lines running along the underside.

"Save it to your processors, it'll last longer" megatrons voice cut bee from his dazed state, and immediately he felt ashamed for looking at the spike so long. Megatron chuckled yet again " carry on" his servos rested on his hips as he waited.
Bee having absolutely no previous experience on pleasing a mech, had no idea what to do next. Again megatron growled impatiently and he flinched. His trembling digits came up and hooked in his mouth guard. He was nervous, he hadn't pulled it down since megatron damaged his vocalizer. Slowly he pulled at it. With little resistance it came down revealing his mouth adorned with a few scars. With burning faceplates he brought his face closer to megatrons spike. Tentatively he flicked out his glossa and lapped up a bead of transfluid. Surprisingly it wasn't bad, regretfully to him, it was sweet and warm. And somewhere deep inside him, he craved more. His glossa slid across the tip then he sucked on it . Megatron shuddered and bee took this as a good sign. Growing a little more courageous he let the whole head of the warm spike slip into his mouth and swirled his glossa around it.

"Scout." Bumblebee looked up at megatron who was smirking. " look at me as you pleasure me." he purred and raised his optical ridges when he heard the faint sound of bees cooling fans kick on.

Bee scowled, cursing at himself internaly for letting his fans do that. He didnt like this! Did he? Faceplates now a light shade of pink as he did as told. Megatron licked his lips, locking optics with the other, his prey. One of is servos grasped the back bees helm and he slightly thrust forward, sliding at least half of his monstrous spike into the scouts mouth. Bee tried to draw back but the servo on the back of his helm kept him put. He stopped struggling and megatron pulled bees helm back so only the tip was in his mouth. Then pushed his helm forward so it was half way again. He did this a couple more times before he let go seeing as the scout had gotten the point. For bee had placed his servos on either side of megatrons silver thighs and was now bobbing his helm. The was utterly pleasing to megatron and softly he groaned.

Bee bobbed abit faster, optics still locked with megatrons. He relaxed his mouth and slowly took more of megatrons spike into his mouth, coughing as he did so. It was to big, to thick. His mouth was already wide open and he wasn't even close to the base. Megatron began to slowly thrust into bees mouth,pushing in deeper. Despite the strain he sucked harder and let him slide in and out of his mouth. As this went on he became aware...of the uncomfortable strain of his spike against its housing. No! He yelled at himself. How could this be happening?! To make matters worse he also noticed the sensation of his own transfluid running down his thighs. He looked down and flushed with embarrassment. In-between his legs on the ground was a puddle of purple transfluid.

"Bumblebee why have you looked away" Megatron growled and bee looked back up quickly. Sucking harder as if to apologize for disobeying. Megatron groaned again and clenched his denta, he was close. He hadn't known the scout was so good at sucking spike, even if he wasn't experienced. Bee bobbed his head faster and finally the tyrant held his helm still with a servo again. The spike was deep in his throat and Megatron grunted as he overloaded. His fluids filled bees mouth. "Swallow it all bee" he purred.
The scout did as told to the very last drop then slowly let go of Megatrons spike with a soft pop. Megatron smirked at him. " good boy, now stand"
Bee froze, if he stood megatron would know how bad he was leaking. He would know how much be had actually liked being forced to pleasure the dirty con. So bumblebee stayed still. Megatron tapped his pedes waiting.

"Now" he ordered.

":I...I can't:" he nervously beeped. Megatron bared his sharp denta.

"Now" he roared. Bee wished he could be offlined at this very moment. But with optics closed and helm down he slowly stood. He suppressed a shiver as more transfluid ran down his thighs.

Instantly megatron knew why the scout didn't want to stand. He couldn't believe that the autobot had become so aroused just by being forced to suck his spike. His spark swelled with delight and he smirked.

":Are you satisfied,can I have Raf now?:" he looked back at Megatron.

"Hmm...no." He chuckled when bee looked taken aback.

":What!:"

"I have not yet had my fill autobot" he spoke in a heavy tone, the next thing bee knew his face was in the grass, his aft was up, and his arms were pinned behind his back. Bee struggled to get up untill he felt megatrons free servo grope his aft. "I think you very much liked pleasuring me, isn't that right" megatron rubbed a digit over bees interfacing panel"

":N-no:" bee bit his lip, trying to ignore the digit. Which was impossible.

"Tsk, lying is not a common trait in autobots" megatron licked the digit and purred at the taste.

":I'm not lying:" bee growled and megatron leaned down. ":What are y-Ah!:" bee moaned as the cons glossa slid along the panel, and he wondered what it would feel like if he opened his port. No, that is wrong! So wrong! What am I thinking! He was pulled from his thoughts from a light nip to his aft.

"Open up for me" megatron growled softly when bee refused and shook his head. " open or I'll tear it open by force." Bee whined and buried his face in the grass, letting it slide open. Megatron stared possessively at the perfect, untouched port. The rim glistened with transfluid in the available low light. Soon it would be all his.

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