I hope you all enjoy! And I apologize for not continuing my other fanfics, starting to run out of ideas... I'll try to finish them.

Ch. 2

-Megatron's POV-

A couple solar cycles passed, and I was looking down at the small Autobot with a big smile on my face. It wasn't as hard to manipulate him into coming here as I originally thought. Soundwave's report, backed up my claim that he was naïve and curious. The only problem was to gain his trust for my plans to work without any flaws.

"Oh, the plans I have for you, my little Autobot." I whispered softly as I kissed the rotor nub at the base of his wings.

The scout moaned quietly as he moved around in his recharged state. He chirped something incoherently before turning onto his front, his right arm propped his helm up while his left one rested above it.

:I'm sorry to interrupt, but Soundwave found an Energon mine.: Starscream interrupted my thoughts, and I hated when my thinking was interrupted.

:Okay I'll be right there.: I informed my SIC before comming Breakdown. :I want you to stand guard outside my quarters. Once the Autobot onlines bring him to me.:

:Yes, Sir.: Breakdown said before disconnecting.

Slowly climbing off my berth without causing too much noise, I left the scout where he was. Going to my wash rack I was surprised by how clean all the equipment was. Bumblebee spent most of his mornings in there, doing whatever to get away from me. I grabbed a washcloth rag and a small bucket of hot water. I sat them on the desk with a datapad sitting next to his face.

"Soundwave what are the chances of the Autobot being mine?" I asked out of curiosity. He turned around and a number popped up on his screen. The number did not please me one bit. "I don't want to see that I have a two percent chance. How do I get it higher?"

"Follow… contract… Autobot… trust… you. Play nice with… Bumblebee." Soundwave suggested to me.

I put my servos on my waist with a big frown on my face. "Okay, I would prefer not to play nice with him. He will get overly suspicious, for now following that contract is just enough to get him to trust me."

"Why not just erase his memories, and make him a pleasure bot? He certainly has the aft of one." Knockout had returned with laughter.

I pointed at him, "I will do no such thing. When he returns to his friends, I want him the same way so the Autobots remain in the dark."

Done talking to my soldiers, I went to the front of my ship, and looked out the window with my servos folded behind my back. I don't know how long time had passed, but the doors whooshed open. "Lord Megatron, the Autobot is up." Breakdown walked up to me with Bumblebee's arm in his servo. "He was refusing to leave peacefully."

"Now Bumblebee, I believe my message on the datapad told you to behave." I walked up to him, and wrapped my digits around his chin. I lifted him to my face. "And you were doing so good. Knockout, Breakdown go cause a little havoc."

'No! You can't!' He clicked and beeped with desperation showing in his wings.

"And why not?" I asked the scout with a hint of anger.

His optics looked away, knowing that he was at a loss. 'I'm sorry, please don't let them get hurt.' Bumblebee pleaded with a few flicks of his wings.

I sat him down, "Not this time this is your punishment for not doing as you were told."

Bumblebee's optics went wide, but he didn't say anything. I sat him down, and the scout's shoulders, wings, and helm hung low in disappointment. And then out of the blue he looked up at me with his wings flaring behind me. 'I hate you! You, Decepticons are horrible and I will watch you fall.' Bumblebee went to punch me, but Soundwave was quick to grab the smaller mech's arms.

His arms were bent into an 'x' shape, Soundwave's tentacles wrapped tightly around Bumblebee's body. The scout clicked in pain as he was forced to kneel in front of me.

"Now look at you. This could've been avoided if you just kept your mouth shut." I got closer to him. "Now how to punish you?"

Bumblebee struggled around in Soundwave's grip. 'Do your worse.'

"Soundwave why don't you take our guest outside? Let's see if he can fly." I heard a quiet gasp come from the yellow and black mech. "Still feeling adventurous with my kindness?"

Bumblebee struggled harshly and gave me a look as if he went to say something. He seemed to regain some intelligence, and halted all movement. 'No.'

"No what?" I grinned at him.

'No, Lord Megatron.' He chirped sadly.

I smiled at his sudden submission, though it was temporary, it was a pleasure to watch him give up. "See now was that that hard? Soundwave call Knockout and Breakdown back."

Soundwave opened a Space Bridge. I grabbed the scout's arm and got close to his audio receptor. "Ever talk out of place again, I won't be so nice. Got it?"

He nodded. 'Yes, Lord Megatron.'

"Lord Megatron, why are you allowing an Autobot to freely come aboard our ship? What if he brings his friends to retaliate?" Starscream whined.

"Autobot, what are you to call me?" I said from my throne.

'Master or Lord Megatron.' Bumblebee chirped, still beating himself up for disobeying me.

"And who are you to obey?" I chose to ignore the denta grinding coming from Starscream.

Bumblebee looked at me in silence, obviously afraid of messing up. 'I obey you, Lord Megatron.'

"Good, now come here." I pointed to the empty spot next to my right.

He walked to the spot, and avoided all optic contact with me. 'Anything else? Like get on my servos and knees, to let you prop your peds? Servo feed you energon?'

Knockout choked on his laughter. I grabbed Bumblebee's wings and pinched the tip, getting a squeal from him. "I don't appreciate sarcasm. Kneel down, and be silent."

Bumblebee got down on his knees with his aft resting on the back of his peds. He went to say something, but chose to not say anything. Starscream crossed his arms. "How do we know he hasn't told his friends? The more you bring him here, the more they'll become suspicious."

"Bumblebee has not, because if he has then we'd already be under attack. And I will not talk about him anymore." I looked at Bumblebee, and decided to entertain myself. "I will ask a series of questions, and you either nod or shake your helm. Understand?"

Bumblebee nodded. "Good, have you ever been to the Sea of Rust?" He shook his helm. "Have you been with any Autobots in a romantic way?"

The scout shook his helm. "You aren't lying to me, now are you?" He shook twice as fast.

"Have you ever seen Iaconian plays?" Bumblebee's optics looked up at me with curiosity. He looked like was starting to engage in the conversation. He shook his helm. "Would you like to watch one?"

Bumblebee tilted his helm to the left and his wings made a backwards 'L'. "I have recordings of some in my quarters. Now would you like to watch one?" Bumblebee nodded. "Great, tonight we will watch one. In the meantime, have you refueled this morning?"

The scout shook his helm. Soundwave grabbed the cubes that I had set aside for him, and held it out to him. Bumblebee took it with a bit of hesitation; after Soundwave stepped back Bumblebee retracted his mouth guard, and drank the energon slowly. I rested the side of my helm on my servo while reading past reports. Everyone was off to do their own thing until Soundwave found Energon, and sent troops to the location. Bumblebee was looking around with his digit tapping impatiently on his leg. I looked at him out of the corner of my optics until he was coming to examine the other side of the room, and I quickly looked back at the report.

"Autobot… impatient… suggestion stimulant." Soundwave pointed a tentacle at Bumblebee. "Cease tapping… unable… energon… readings."

"Bumblebee, come here and sit." I pointed to my leg, which got him to shake his helm. "That was an order."

The yellow scout sighed before standing up to stretch his limbs out. He sat on my leg. He looked at his servos as he fidgeted around. 'L-Lord Megatron?'

"Yes?" I looked away from my report once more.

'Permission to speak now?' I gave him an uninterested nod. 'What are you reading?'

"Maintenance reports. I'm comparing the ship's functionality from before to the present." I told him as I went back to reading.

He beeped in quietly as I saw his wings droop slightly. I saw Soundwave point to Bumblebee with a sad face with a tear drop under its eye. Why is he sad? I haven't done anything to him. With an uncomfortable hitch in my engines, I finally continued the conversation. "I have time for that later, would you like to know the rules of the ship before I let you go to my quarters?"

'Yes.' He said with chirps.

"You will be allowed to walk around the Bridge and my quarters freely. If you haven't refueled you will get a cube, and then another one before leaving. If you wish to explore my ship, you will have an escort. Soundwave will answer any questions you have, if I am not around. There will be no getting into fights with my men, and your punishment will be put in the prison ward for the remaining duration of your visit. And finally, do not engage, in a romantic fashion, with my men unless asking me first." Bumblebee listened to the rules carefully before nodding.

'Well the last rule, you don't have to worry about. Because I won't be engaging anyone in a romantic fashion.' Bumblebee crossed his arms.

The door slid open, we all looked to see who was coming in. Laserbeak came flying towards us, and her wings were damaged. Soundwave was furious at the sight of his creation, I could see it from the way he clenched his servos. Bumblebee slowly lifted her up to his chest. We, Soundwave and I, both stopped moving to see what the scout would do. He held her to his chest, and revved his engines just enough to warm his body up. Bumblebee gently stroked her back as he purred.

"Bumblebee, what are you doing?" I accidently startled him, and caused him to drop the already damaged flyer. Luckily Soundwave caught her, "My apologies Soundwave."

'I… I wasn't doing anything.' Bumblebee suddenly got nervous.

"Autobot… Carrier." Soundwave answered for the smaller mech.

'Okay, can we make it a rule that Soundwave doesn't go reading my thoughts without my permission?' Bumblebee flared his wings.

"Negative… actions." Soundwave answered before walking off to care for his remaining symbiont.

A Carrier mech? How did he survive the Carrier Purge? I looked down at Bumblebee, and a grin slowly appeared on my face as I thought went through my mind. "How did you survive?"

'The Carrier Purge? I had my coding blocked so neither side couldn't register it.' Bumblebee looked away, obviously not wanting to talk about the topic. I was going to have to Knockout bring me anything he has I'm Carrier mechs.

"Come." I ordered him as I stood up.

Bumblebee stumbled a bit, but spared himself the embarrassment and rebalanced himself. I pressed the button to reactivate the magnet, and watched the scout latch onto my arm. With my bit of fun, I turned it off, and led him to my quarters.

'What are you going to do to me?' Bumblebee asked nervously.

"Nothing that may be running through your overactive imagination. Well not exactly." I locked the door after we walked into my quarters. Bumblebee stood in front of my berth while I played an old play on the holoscreen across my berth. I walked over to the nervous mech. "I will tease you as punishment for being sassy."

Bumblebee stumbled backwards, I ran my servos up his legs as I kissed his mid-section slowly. He squirmed around and tried hard to not moan as I moved my lips upwards.

'Y-You think doing this will get… get me to like you?' Bumblebee tried to rev his engines, but he moved in such a manner, that our pelvic plating rubbed against each other. 'Ooh, mmm, stop making it feel good.'

"I'm not going to take you without your consent, but that won't stop me from wanting to play with you." I flicked my glossa against exposed wiring along his left leg.

'Mmm, more please.' His frame started to warm up, and he tried revving his engines as encouragement.

I pulled away, and crawled over top of him. Bumblebee glared at me as he regained his intakes. "Maybe later."

My digits ran across his wings, causing him to arch his back with a buzz. 'If you're going to tease me. At least tease me right.' Bumblebee told me as he slid a servo over mine, and slowly ran our servos up his leg.

He bent my digits into the gaps between his armor. Bumblebee crooned as he moved my servo up to his pelvic plating, and made me pinch some exposed wires. He arched his back with a loud moan. The scout moved my servo to the side of his mid-section, and pushed my digits into his back. Bumblebee moaned even louder. I felt my own body heat up at the sight and sounds my intended mate was making. His body shook as my servo was moved up his chest and to his neck, before being moved to the edge of his wing. This time Bumblebee arched his back as his moan grew louder. His wings were already sensitive, but when aroused it was his sweet spot.

"Are you repulsed by my touch?" I had to ask him out of pure curiosity and confusion.

'Yes. Mmm, frag. No, I want your touch.' He rotated his hips as both my servos feathered the edges of his wings. 'Only your touch.'

"I believe I've punished you long enough. Do I get something in return?" I laid down next to him with my arm wrapped around his waist.

'You haven't asked me questions about the Autobots, why?' I chuckled at how curious Bumblebee was to know everything.

"I don't discuss the Autobots with you, because they have nothing to do with us. You are mine, Bumblebee, and you will only belong to me." I dug my talons in his side, getting a small moan from him.

'I was always told my optics will get me into trouble. I guess it's true.' Bumblebee looked up at me, and then looked away. 'I should hate this, but-'

"But what?" I pulled one of his legs onto my waist.

'But you are the first mech, who didn't try to force himself on me. Entirely.' Bumblebee sighed with a depressed look on his face.

I turned my body, "None of your so-called friends did, did they?"

'Primus no. It was before I joined the Bots.' Bumblebee grabbed his arms as he sat up with his back from me. 'You may say I look nice, but the thing is if you saw what was underneath and what I did in the past you'd think otherwise.'

The scout's wings folded down as he pulled his legs up to his face. He didn't speak after that, but he watched the play that was playing on the screen. I sat up, and gently placed a servo on his back. Bumblebee shivered at the feeling, but remained silent.

"What did this Firefox do to you?" I asked him as I pulled him onto my lap.

'Why would you care about the life of a pleasure bot?' He stood up swiftly, and beelined to the wash racks.

I sighed as I followed after him. "Bumblebee, I apologize for bringing any painful memories to light." Silence, and I walked in to see the scout sitting on the floor. "Come on, we will recharge."

'Why me?' He asked me as I lifted him into my arms.

"We will discuss it after your recharge." I walked to the berth. "You know, I was supposed to enjoy breaking you into obeying me."

He half chuckled with his curious filled optics examining me. 'I'm sorry to disappoint, Lord Megatron. I'll be sure to make it up to you, after we recharge.'

"You better, or I'll punish you." I laid him back down, and pulled him closer to me.

Bumblebee was the first to fall into recharge. His wings folded against his back as he purred softly. I fell into recharge with my servos rubbing his pelvic plating.

-Bumblebee's POV-

When I onlined, I had a strange feeling of peace. My entire body was relaxed, but it soon changed when my legs rubbed against each other. I looked down with wide optics. My internal body temperature was raising as the servo rubbed it gently. The internal clock told me that it was early in the morning. Back on Cybertron; I would've been forced to online, stripped of my armor, and thrown into a cold shower. It was standard at the Fox Den, for us to shower with no dignity if we had any special guests.

I slowly got out of the berth, and went over to the window that was next to the desk. Looking out the window I didn't realize that Soundwave walked in until I felt light touches on my wings. I turned with a loud gasp.

'S-Soundwave.' I put a servo on my chest.

"Soundwave… thanks. Laserbeak… important. Soundwave… Autobot… same." Soundwave leaned in close as his long digit touched my helm. "Soundwave… Lord Megatron… wishes…. Court."

'Court? Megatron wants to court me?' I looked at the nodding mech. 'Don't be ridiculous, I'm just a toy for his amusement. Just like all the others.'

Shuffling from the stasis mech caused us to stop our conversation. That's about the time I saw the reason for Soundwave coming in. In his servos were two cubes of energon, and floating beside his helm was Laserbeak holding a data pad. Megatron was onlining, looking up at the ceiling as his systems onlined.

"Thank you for bringing the energon, Soundwave. You're dismissed." Megatron ordered after sitting up while Soundwave and Laserbeak left. "Bumblebee, how was your recharge?"

I looked down at my peds with slight embarrassment. None of the other Autobots asked me, just a 'good morning' or 'We need you to operate the bridge controls'. My spark pulsed as I looked up with a happy flick of my left wing followed by two flicks of my right.

'I recharged well, Lord Megatron. How about you?' I asked with such ease, completely not caring about the fact that I just shared a berth with a Decepticon.

"Well. Bring the energon here, and we shall talk." Megatron held his servo out to me.

I grabbed them, and crawled onto the berth. For someone who was supposed to be cruel and mean, was actually pleasant to be around. He took one cube, and drank it while reading the data pad that Laserbeak dropped in his lap. I looked down at my cube with a slight sigh, which accidently got the tyrant's attention.

"Yes, Bumblebee?" He sat the cube aside.

I shrugged with uncertainty. 'I don't know, I just figured that you were all talk about this so-called training, but you've done little to back up that claim.'

Megatron laughed loudly at my complaint. "Disappointed, are we? Okay, what would you like? I can take you to my torture room down in the Brig, the Bridge, or right here."

'The room with the chains?' I waited for the nod, I nodded with a beep. 'I want that.'

I must've surprised Megatron, because his optics widened for a split second before giving me a stern look. "Okay, but if you start having memory relapses I will stop."

'Okay.' I gave a strong nod before drinking my energon.

Megatron led me down to the room, and led me to the center of the floor. He stood over me as he grabbed ahold of a pair of stasis cuffs that dangled from the ceiling. I watched him cuff my wrists, and snapped his digits before I was lifted until my peds barely touching the ground. Megatron went over to a table near us, and grabbed a couple of objects.

"I want you to tell me if there is anything you are not comfortable with." He was being so docile, and I didn't want docile.

'I'm uncomfortable with how Autobot you are being to your prisoner. Where's that Decepticon temper you're famous for?' I wiggled my hips.

Megatron chuckled as he brought them over. I felt my body freeze when I saw a black ring in his servo.

"Do you know what this is?" He asked me, and I shook my helm. "This is a sort of correction collar."

My wings fell as I tried to wiggle out of the chains and cuffs. 'Y-yes.'

"I told you, I wouldn't be so nice next time." Megatron reminded me as he moved behind me.

He grabbed my right wing, and I felt it tighten around the rotary nub. I tried to move it, but a light zap caused me to click in surprise. "Every time you do something I don't like, you will get a light zap. That will remain on until you leave."

'It hurts, why couldn't you have put it on my wrist or ankle?' I whimpered.

"Because I wanted it there." He said within inches of my face.

"What do you want me to do to help ease your frustration?" Megatron whispered into my receptor.

I moaned softly. 'Touch me please.'

"You're just begging to be fragged right now, aren't you?" Megatron stood us up.

'I'm not ready to lose my virginity.' I chirped nervously.

"What about in your aft?" Megatron asked, and I looked at him in shock.

I looked down in shock, and then back up with a nod of my helm. 'Okay.'

I bit my lip behind my mouth guard as Megatron touched my body. He lifted the other object, and my optics widened. Where the slag does he get a slagging vibrator!? The mech looked at me with devilish optics.

"Can you guess where this is going?" Megatron whispered into my Audio receptor.

'My valve?' And then I felt a light zap on my wings.

"Oh, no my dear little Bumblebee. Your valve will not be touched until you are mine. This will be going somewhere else; can you help Master out and tell me?" He teased as he turned it on, and applied it against my wings. I lurched forward at the sensation. "Does it go here?"

I shook my helm. 'Lower.'

Megatron's lips touched me feverishly. "Lower what?"

'Lower, Lord Megatron.' I tilted my helm back as Megatron lowered to the middle of my back, which was the second most exposed part of my protoform.

I gasped with a loud moan. 'Lower.'

"Now I can't have you attracting too much attention. And I happen to have the perfect solution." Megatron disappeared, and reappeared with a small red rubber object. "Open up for me."

I went to resist, but the vibration coming from my rotary nub while the zap appeared again. I slid my mouth guard open, and opened my mouth. He slid the ball into my mouth, and strapped it to the back of my helm. Megatron moved the vibrator to my hips, and kept it there as I moaned and thrashed around.

"What was that Bumblebee? Does it go there?" Megatron asked as I felt his denta scrap against my wing.

I shook my helm rapidly as I gave muffled pleas for him to go lower. He finally moved it to my aft. "Does it go here?" I nodded with moans, and I heard him tsk. "Oh, but it looks like something is in the way."

I gave no hesitation to slide my aft plating aside. Megatron slid the vibrator in slowly as I moaned against the once familiar feeling. I muffled pleas for him to make it move, but he just simply walked away to grab something else. My optics were focused on him, but only for a small fraction of a nanominute before they slammed shut.

"I might just stand here, and enjoy the show. You look rather sexually appealing; your optics looking at me with need, your body wiggling as your arousal becomes unbearable, and those beautiful noises make me want you." He walked over to me once more.

My aft clenched against the vibrator as my valve grew hot as did my spike. I watched Megatron run his digits down my chest, causing the paint to peel off. My body shook as the urge to overload was almost driving me to scream for Megatron, but alarms blared. I snapped out of my ecstasy filled trance, and saw the anger in Megatron's optics.

"It seems your friends are here." Megatron removed the vibrator and gag from me. "I will summon you to my quarters tonight, to finish what we've started."

'O-okay.' I closed everything up. 'I think it would be best if you hid your… toys.'

Megatron chuckled as he did just that. "You listened so well, what do you want for a prize?"

Before I could answer the door was kicked off the track, and there stood Optimus, Arcee, and Bulkhead. I quickly acted as if I was a prisoner being questioned. 'I'm not going to tell you anything.'

Megatron seemed confused until he saw my quick glance over his shoulder, and played along. He ran his talons against my chest with a playful wink. "If you don't tell me, Autobot, then I'll just have to-"

"You won't be doing anything, Megatron." Optimus jumped in the conversation.

The Decepticon turned with a smirk on his face. "Ah, Optimus what a pleasant surprise. Your scout should learn better than to sneak aboard my ship. Could hurt himself."

'Release me, Megatron.' I wiggled around, trying to look like I was struggling to break free, but I was trying to keep my valve from leaking.

"You're the one who snuck aboard my ship, and dismantled the cloaking device." Megatron added.

I revved my engines just before being dropped to the ground, and being lazily tossed at my friends. I grunted as soon as I came in contact with someone's armor. When I looked up, I saw that it was Optimus who caught me. Megatron decided to play coy with me.

"Remember what I said scout." Megatron said before Ratchet opened a bridge for us.

Arcee and Bulkhead backed up while Optimus half dragged half carried me through. Ratchet ran over to scan me. "What did Megatron mean by that?" Arcee looked at me as I was getting scanned.

"Your energon levels are good, but why is your internal temperature and spark readings off the charts?" Ratchet asked as he pushed me onto my back.

'How should I know what the Decepticon Warlord was talking about?' I played dumb as Ratchet applied cooling rags to my chest.

"Why didn't you comm us? We were worried after you didn't return last night." Arcee was playing interrogator apparently.

'There's this weird thing called Soundwave, yeah he tends to do this thing where he blocks all forms of communication.' I got defensive, and I instantly felt bad. 'Sorry Cee. I am just stressed out right now.'

"Your systems are back under control, I suggest recharge for the rest of the cycle." Ratchet concluded his examination.

I stood up with a nod, and quickly went straight to my room. When I watched, the door slide open, and that's when I realized how small our quarters were. Even my berth, that I once thought was big, looked small. I sighed, missing the attention I was getting. I shook my helm vigorously.

'Stop it, he is just toying with you. And he's right, you're just milking him for his attention.' I told myself. 'None of the others would do any of things that Megatron did, let alone want to be with you if they found out about your past.'

I laid down on my berth wanting to go into a recharge, but I was still aroused from my private time with Megatron. I turned my lights off, closed my optics, and replayed the memory. My spike slid out almost instantly, I bit my lip as I grasped my gray spike. Underneath my spike were two purple glowing stripes; it was the only part of me that didn't match my color scheme. My mind added and altered different scenes as I continued to give my spike attention.

I mewled as I imagined Megatron touching my wings. My back arched as my free servo followed the ghostly touch of Megatron's servo. 'Oh, mmm.'

In my mind, Megatron ran his glossa up my body and teased my spike relentlessly with his digits. He found exposed wires, and gently bit them. My back arched at the feeling of my digits being the physical replacement of his denta. I turned my helm to the door, and moaned as the need for his attention grew inside me. My Autobot self was saying that this could be basically defecting, but my Carrier-self encouraged for me to gain Megatron's attention.

'Oh please. Mmm, I'll listen.' I whispered as the servo around my spike moved faster.

Altered Megatron slipped his mouth around my spike, and flicked his glossa around. My servo moved even faster, and continued to go faster until I overloaded. Thick blue liquid squirted out of my spike, and onto my servo. My cooling fans kicked in as I took deep intakes. A knock came to my door, I shuffled around swiftly as I threw my thermal blanket over myself.

"Bumblebee, I know you are online. Come on, can you please tell me what is going on with you?" Optimus walked over and sat down next to my peds.

I closed everything up, and looked up at the Prime. 'You wouldn't understand. None of you do. The stress, the amount of attention I want, being the youngest Cybertronian on this planet with no one to talk to, being the only Carrier mech, and not being able to do my job. I might as well not even bare the mark of an Autobot.'

"Is this what you're upset about? Not being sent on missions? Because if it is-" The alarm blared, meaning there was energon found. "Stay here, I will return."

Optimus stood up and quickly left. I wasn't going to talk to my leader in this state, and I had to redo my paint job. 'Gotta show off my apparent beauty.'

Quickly making it to the shared wash racks, I scrubbed all the dried lubricant off me, enjoying the feeling of the water on my wings. The only downside of shared wash racks, was the lack of privacy. Don't forget the lack of Megatron's servos. I said to myself. Thanks Soundwave, you've got me thinking about Megatron courting me.

"Oh, Bee sorry. Didn't realize you were in here." Bulkhead and Wheeljack came in, which wouldn't normally bother me. The thing that did annoy me, was the amount of mud the two were flinging around while cleaning it off.

I was almost done, ready to leave before something bad happens, and it got worse when the two wreckers got into a mud fight. Wheeljack threw mud at his green friend, but he missed and the mud hit my chest and my wings. I buzzed with rage.

'What the frag Wheeljack! This is to clean ourselves, not to have mud fights! I was just clean, and now look at me! Ugh, Sire mechs are so fragging clueless!' I shouted before spraying the mud off.

"We're sorry Bee, we were just having some fun." Wheeljack apologized, but it wasn't sincere.

"Yeah, it's just mud." Bulkhead said before putting a muddy servo on my shoulder. "Oops, sorry."

I buzzed with a high-pitched tone as my anger grew. Quickly I left the wash racks, stomping into the main room, and punched in coordinates. My wings were flicking with agitation, and I was grumbling as the Bridge opened.

"Bumblebee, where are you going?" Ratchet asked.

'Away from the slagging wreckers. Trying to fragging clean my wings, and they're having a mud fight.' I transformed and burned rubber out of there.

:Oh Bee, we said were sorry. Come on quit being like a sparkling.: Wheeljack said.

Being called a sparkling made me go faster. :Call me a sparkling again, and I will beat the living slag out of you.:

I shut my comlink off, and weaved through the open roads. My Carrier programming was working overtime to try to find a place to clean off the already dried mud off my left front bumper. Praxians were already naturally sensitive with our looks, but when trying to attract a mate we hate even a speck of dirt. That's the only thing that makes us somewhat like Seekers, besides our wings. Unlike other Cybertronians, who can have several mates throughout their lifetimes, Praxians will only have one. If our mate dies, then we don't even try to find another, not unless the other Cybertronian tries with all their might to win us over.

I found a small lake, transforming cautiously, I removed my shoulder plating to clean it. While I washed the armor, I saw an object glinting across the shallow lake. Replacing the plating, I walked across the lake and was relieved when I discovered it came to just my knees. Sitting on a stone slab, was a small silver box and a data pad next to it. I picked up the data pad, and began reading.

Dear Bumblebee

I was rummaging through some of my things in my quarters when I found this jewel. I found it suitable to express that I wish to court you. If you open the box, and take the gift I will know that you've accepted me courting you. If you wish to just keep our relationship within the contract, toss the box in the lake.

I will see you soon, my beautiful gem.

Megatron

'Jewel? Gem?' I felt my curiosity get peeked, and my spark swelled at the thought of being courted by Megatron. Opening the box, I gasped at what was sitting inside. It was a star-shaped crystal, it had a dark blue coloration with gold specks like stars in the night sky. 'It's… no… it can't be. How did you get a Prima crystal?'

The Prima crystal was also known commonly as Primus' spark. It was used as gifts and jewelry for more of the richer society on Cybertron. I saw them a lot back home, some of my regulars would let me look at them. The way the sun hit the gold specks, made me croon happily. Megatron really was wanting to court me, and honestly, I wasn't scared. Subspacing everything, I headed back to base.

When I made it back, I pulled out the crystal with my wings moving up and down with each crooning sound I make. I ignored the stares I was receiving as I walked to my room, so I could put the crystal away. As I was about to leave for the Nemesis, I stopped at the door.

'Hmm, maybe I should bring it so no one touches it. Oh, and maybe something to thank him.' I grabbed the Prima Crystal and a couple vials of some of the strongest versions of high grade I smuggled onto the ARK with me. Once I was ready, I snuck back outside, and was almost immediately pinged to come aboard. The portal opened, and I walked through with a big smile on my face from behind my mask.

Bumblebee, calm down. We are going to go to my quarters. Don't comm me." Megatron ordered before leading me to his quarters.

I turned around and looked up at Megatron. 'I am calm by the way.'

"Oh really? Then why are you throwing a fit like a youngling?" Megatron crossed his arms.

'I am not!' I realized what I just said, and looked away. 'I'm sorry.'

"Come here, I can help you relieve that frustration." He dimmed the lights down, and leaned down to kiss me.

I snapped my mouth guard back, and kissed him. My servos gripped onto his arms as he walked me to his berth. I fell backwards, and purred as Megatron rubbed my wings. His lips moved to my neck, I clicked and chirped as he continued to run his digits.

Megatron was standing in front of the ship, his back turned to me with his servos folded behind him. My optics roamed his body, wondering if he'd continue where we left off. I walked up to him, and chirped to let him know I made it.

'I got your gift. How did you know I was going to be there?' I asked when I walked slightly in front of him.

"I had Laserbeak follow you, and while you weren't looking she dropped it off." Megatron face me with a smile on his face, except it was not like a sneaky grin. "I've been holding the Prima Crystal for the day I started to court someone. Did you approve of my gift?"

'I loved it, this is the first time I got to hold one. It's still as beautiful as I remembered them.' I moved slightly, so my clean armor shined brightly. 'And I have a gift for you, well for us, but I brought it for you.'

I pulled out the green vial, and saw the shock in his optics. "How did you get such a potent vial?"

'Perks of working as a pleasure bot, got to drink the good stuff.' I teased him as I poked fun at myself.

"You look exquisite today, Bumblebee." Megatron commented as I flared my wings in a high 'V' and puffed my chest out slightly.

I felt my spark pulse happily. 'When do I get my next gift?'

Megatron chuckled at me as he slithered an arm up my back, causing me to shiver even more than before. "Why so sensitive?"

'I cleaned my wings and sensory nodes extra well, so that they were nice and shiny for you. Do you approve?' I asked with slight worry towards the end.

We looked in each other's optics for so long, that I felt my knees shake when Megatron leaned closer to my face. "Of course, I approve. Your beauty makes me want to run my servos all over you, as you beg for my spike."

I felt my body warm up as the image was eased into my thoughts. 'Maybe a bit of high grade will help.'

"Well then, let's hurry." Megatron lifted me into his arms before speed walking into his quarters.

Last time I was in here, the crystal lights gave off a pale-yellow color, but now they had a baby blue glow with a darker color to balance it out. The berth was nice and clean, the Holo screen across the berth had on another Iacon play. Next to the berth, on the floor was a crate with what looked like toys and various restraints.

Megatron took the vial of high grade from me, and sat it over on the desk. "Where would you like to start?"

I looked around, and then felt my body heat up when I realized that I was crawling onto the berth with my wings flirting with Megatron. 'I'm pretty eager to taste that high grade, maybe get a bit of a buzz, and then maybe show you why I was popular amongst the Tower bots.' I winked at Megatron.

Megatron smiled at how courageous I was being. He grabbed the high grade, and poured it into two smaller vials equally. He sat next to me with a smirk. I straddled him and took one of the vials, and put it in Megatron's mouth. I leaned in and took the vial with my lips, and leaned backwards. The silky taste of the high grade slid down into my tanks.

Megatron held out the other vial, "Would you be so kind and give this to Master?"

I took it and poured into his mouth. The slight buzz and warmth in my systems was the result of the quick works of the high grade. 'Give me a bit more, and I'll show you all my moves.'

"Why don't you show me some right now?" Megatron hinted.

I went over and poured some more in our vials. This is going to be fun. I grinned devilishly as I slowly poured one vial down his chest, and then with the other one I poured it in my mouth. I started from where the energon ended near his pelvic plating, and slowly licked it all the way up to his chest. Megatron hummed at the sight of me covering his body with kisses. The increase of the buzz got me even more excited.

"Your glossa is amazing. I know where that needs to go." Megatron grabbed my wings.

I moaned in mid-lick. My digits dug into his waist as he continued to play with my wings. 'Open up then.' Megatron opened his pelvic plating, and I stared at it with pure shock. His spike was long, thick, and black. Along the center was a dark purple stripe.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." Megatron said as I continued to share.

I removed my mouth guard, gripped the thick base, and lowered my mouth down it. Megatron arched his hips with a small moan. My wings perked at the reaction I was getting from him. I pulled my mouth away, and slowly licked his spike while my digits danced across his legs.

"Oh Primus, you're so talented." Megatron moaned louder as I took his spike in my mouth as far as I could.

I purred when his servos played with my wings once more. I pulled back with my intakes hard and fast. 'I'm glad you approve of it.'

"Can I take your pretty little aft?" Megatron asked as his servo grabbed it tightly. "Every battle I've seen you in, I've had troubles looking away from it. From looking away from your curvy frame, your beautiful coloring, your innocent curious filled optics."

I half chuckled at the last part. 'We both know I'm not innocent.'

"In my optics, you are. Now, on your servos and knees. I'm not going to ask for permission like some Autobot." Megatron used his commanding voice which used to terrify, but now it was kind of a turn on.

Megatron put me into my position, servos in the center of the berth and my legs spread apart with my aft slightly in the air. He went over to the crate, and pulled out a pair of stasis cuffs. Megatron came over and restrained my wrists before going back of to the crate. He pulled out a metal rod, and pressed a button. On one end of the rod three long thick cables with electricity sparking off each cable. He pulled out another object; it was a black ring made specially for wings or horns. I watched Megatron place the ring on my right wing rotary nub.

"I'm going to enjoy hearing the pretty noises you'll be making." Megatron purred with a crack of his whip.

I thrusted forward with anticipation as my fear and pleasure was fluttering through me. Megatron lifted his arm, and smacked me a bit hard on the aft. I gasped loudly and moaned when the stinging was replaced with pleasure. He smacked me twice as hard, and I whimpered to stop the scream. Megatron licked the back of my wing as the ring on my rotary nub sent off small, frequent shocks.

"This will certainly teach you not to tease Master like that, right?" Megatron was really getting into this, and it was turning me on even more.

'Yes, Master. I'm sorry.' I moaned as he flicked his glossa around the base of my left wing while continuing the jolts on my other wing. 'Ah, ah, ah frag. Ooh, mmm, frag yes.'

"Oh, still sensitive, are we? Do you like the attention I give you?" Megatron whispered before pulling away. I knew that if I resisted, that Megatron would get turned on by it.

'No. I will never allow you to win.' I turned to face him, but I felt a sharp pain down the center of my back. My servos curled as my body thrusted forward.

Megatron pinched several exposed wires, "You are just asking for trouble. Maybe it's about that I pound that attitude out of you."

I took the suggestion, and moved my aft plating away. He leaned over me as his spike slowly slid into my aft. I clenched the walls, causing both of us to moan loudly. Megatron bit my wing while he slow thrusted into me, his sharp talons dug into my hips. We moved as one fluid motion, the moans that came from our mouths, the pre-overload sliding down my leg, and the load grunts from Megatron was all so hot.

As Megatron continued to frag me, memories from when old mechs needing a quick interface before returning home to their families, appeared. I clenched everything, but they were becoming clearer with each touch Megatron was giving me.

Orange servos wrapped around my body as the owner thrusted his spike into my once virgin aft. I was covered in energon, all of it was mine. I had to pretend that this was turning me on, so that I would get my client to overloading sooner. Once he was in stasis, I could highjack a couple thousand credits without his knowledge, and then get paid the twenty grand for the regular price."You like that, don't you? You little slut." The mech could've been my Grand-Sire, which made me repulsed even more.I rolled my optics, glad I was facing the door. "Oh, yes, of course Sir. The way you pound my aft, makes me crave you." Crave you to end my life."How much will FireFox be willing to accept for me to take your valve?" He purred into my receptor."I'm sorry Sir, but my Mistress wishes for me to keep that for my mate." I droned that same line to all the mechs that came to visit me."Who would ever accept a pleasure bot as their mate? Then again, my mate is getting awfully unattractive, and your pretty armor is beautiful. Maybe I can convince her to let me buy you." He toyed with my wings, normally I'd be getting turned on by the touches, but I was getting repulsed by it.

'Megatron. Oh, frag yes, harder. Frag me harder, please Megatron.' I begged, hoping that the random flashes of the past appearing with each pound I was receiving would go away.

Megatron overloaded in my aft, and then I overloaded. Our cooling fans kicked in as we collapsed onto the berth. A big smile appeared on my face as the memories stopped. "What happened just now? If I went any faster, I'd tear your aft walling. Or worse."

I was too embarrassed to tell Megatron what was happening, so I pressed myself close to his body. My helm rested on his heated chest with my servo on his mid-section. I felt his optics burning into the top of my helm while his servo rubbed my body.

'I was hoping that that high grade would suppress them, but it didn't.' I looked down with my wings folding down at the amount of embarrassment I was feeling.

"Hey, hey you have no need to apologize. Why don't you tell me about your life in the Fox Den?" Megatron pulled me closer to him with his arms holding me tightly. "As much as you are willing and capable to."

I nodded as I tried to gain my courage. 'Well I was left there by my creators as a four-solar cycle sparkling, and raised by FireFox. She never treated me as her own, and I never saw her as anything but some femme that gave me energon and a berth to recharge on. Not even the other pleasure bots liked me, it was basically survival of the fittest.'

Megatron pulled us up against the wall. My servos were up against his chest, my helm rested on his shoulder, and my legs were curled up beside me. 'I could tell you that I wasn't used to please sick perverted mechs and even the rare sick femmes since I was only a Stellar-Cycle into my Youngling stage, then I'd be lying. She somehow found out that I was a Carrier, and decided that I should keep my valve intact until… until I was old enough to be mated.'

"You were raped? Had I known, I would've destroyed anyone who touched you, even Firefox." Megatron declared as instinctively dug his digits in my arm. I winced in pain, getting the silver mech to realize what he was doing. "Oh, my apologizes."

'And when… when you ripped my voice box, part of me was hoping that the trauma would've been enough to kill my spark. But of course, as Jazz told me 'That's the cowards way out.' Then when you started doing all this, I thought it was some sick perverted fantasy.' I clenched my fists.

"And now? Am I still a sick pervert?" Megatron tried to make me feel better by rubbing my wings in small circles.

I shook my helm with a soft smile as I nuzzled my helm. 'No, you've really impressed me. Jazz was the one that I considered a real family member, but he was lost in the Novac solar system. He always told me that Primus gave us that one mech, that would make us happy and our sparks flutter. And I think he's right.'

Megatron purred as he kissed my helm lightly. "You stay with me for the night."

'Can you remove the cuffs?' I wave my wrists in front of him. 'Thank you. Now, when will I be receiving my next gift?' I jokingly said.

Megatron laughed at me, before leaning over his side of the berth, and pulled out another small box. "I enjoyed the Iacon plays, so I had them copied onto this so while you were bored you could watch them."

I opened the lid, seeing a datapad with a camera, and an external comlink in the box also. 'What're this for?'

"It's a one-way camera and one-way comlink. I will be able to better instruct you without you feeling lonely, and the camera will be sending live footage to my Holo screen as soon as it is on." Megatron kissed with loud pleasurable hums. "I'd imagine once your friends discover that you are acting… odd because of your Carrier programming, they'll be keeping a tighter leash on you."

'How did? How did you know that my programming was active?' I looked at him with wide, fearful optics.

"After you had left a while back, I had Knockout give me any information he had on Carrier Mechs. You don't have to worry about me exploiting your secret, I plan on making sure only you carry my sparklings." Megatron whispered softly as he licked the edge of my wings.

I rolled onto my front, letting my wings fold down without getting irritated. Megatron pulled me close to me, as he turned his back to the door. His left leg slid between mine while his arms pulled me into his body. I hummed happily as the light crystals turned off, and we soon fell into a recharge.

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