Pairing: TFP Megatron/Arcee
Rating: Mature
Details/Themes: Agonophilia, enemies to lovers
An Insecticon head spiraled away from its body with a clang. Its lifeless husk crashed down as another bug stepped over it. It too suffered the same fate as its brother when it took a blade through the skull and a smaller form hopped from it, kicking its body as she landed on the ground with a back flip. A sudden shout of anger made her turn just in time for Airachnid to tackle her. Vehicons also followed the Decepticon's lead and fled in mass towards the fighting femmes.
It was all a gorgeous sight of brutality that made the tyrant purr in satisfaction. On opposing sides morally they lied but they were the rulers of the arena together, a yin to his yang so to speak. They were bred to duel, defeat, and die. There was nothing to it. The only thing was that she managed to seize his spark throughout the repeating cycle and always seemed to stab it at the very end when he got too close. But that's what he loved about her. She was just as sadistic as he was in a less regarded manner.
As Airachnid backed off when Vehicons stormed Arcee, Megatron rolled his optics. Those pitiful fools; didn't they know the queen takes no prisoners? He observed them fall one by one but his attention was not directly at them. A malicious smirk came over his features.
Several Vehicons laid in pieces at her pedes as she performed an uppercut on Airachnid with Energon stained blades. The spider femme only took a few more hits before she fell bleeding and unconscious. Her oppression got the better of her and with a single lunge of her arm, Airachnid's optics opened for a second then faded. No longer was she a challenge anymore. Arcee wanted to fight larger foes like Breakdown but others advised against it sans one. Plus, most of the Cons were on the field currently fighting the other Autobots and butting in on personal battles wasn't appreciated.
Cockily, she peered up at the Nemesis hovering high above knowing her mate was indeed watching her and grinned, "Is that the best you've got for me? Come on, you can do better than that!"
Taunting him wasn't a great idea for most if they valued their lives but she was well aware she was the only one who could get away with it. Most Decepticons and Autobots didn't know of their relationship except for, of course, Soundwave so the warlord's lack of appropriate reaction to her antics did raise a few flags but was otherwise ignored.
Jet thrusters broke the sound barrier as two artificial cloud lines left the side of the Nemesis, curling before diving straight towards her. She put her servos on her hips unaffectedly as he slowed to hover in front of her. The jet transformed and smiled, "My dear, I see you made short work of my soldiers. Aren't they any fun anymore?"
"Hardly."
"Then maybe a real challenge? Me, perhaps?"
Cracking her neck, she laughed, "Bring it on, Decepticon!"
Without warning, Megatron swiped at her with his claws which she dodged by leaping into the air. She landed and when he tried to bring his arm down, caught it and twisted the appendage sideways earning a brief growl from the warlord. In the same moment, she kicked off from the arm and struck him in the face thrice before he turned away then whipped his helm around. The hit stunned her for a second but didn't put off her defense.
Every time he tried to move to keep her in range, she found a way to slip past him and strike him in places he was too preoccupied to realize were exposed to attack. She was slippery, damn near impossible to hit or catch and he would know because during the skirmish of the Matrix, his subduing of her was actually extremely hard and he had to carefully strategize his approach which did have a huge percentage of failing. To catch her was based primarily on pure luck, that's why no one on Cybertron could do it prior to Airachnid's debut in her life. Then again, Airachnid was the same size so that was different.
Arcee rebounded off the ground and slid her blades across his own as she flew over his helm. He gave a fierce smile when she winked at him before swinging his sword around with her but missed her pede by a few inches. Unearthing his weapon from the dirt, he was quick enough to swipe his leg across and kick up in the second roundabout, catching her mid-leap and sent her tumbling against a tree. It made her grasp her abdomen a little and shake off the pain with a grunt all while Megatron smirked as he approached her.
"Will you yield to your superior now?" He purred.
Keeping her helm low, she waited as he leaned down close enough before suddenly head-butting him and jumping on top of his staggering form, only to push him down to lie upon the grass. Energon seeped through a few seams below his nasal plating, or a nosebleed as the humans would call it, and as he shook of the slight daze of the whiplash, he brought a digit to flick at the blood.
The femme lay flat on his chest with her legs crossed and in the air, smiling sinisterly. "Will you yield to your superior now?"
Nodding with a look of dull surprise, he examined the Energon with a laugh, "Not bad. You have improved."
"I learned from the best," yawned Arcee contemptuously.
Megatron brought himself to sit up and took the motorcycle into his arms, caressing her cheek in a very sidetracking method. All the fighting apparently got them both riled up for his mate kissed him passionately, tasting some of the Energon that crossed over his scarred lips.
"Someone's moody. I don't think your 'friends' are going to appreciate you consorting with me of all mechs in the middle of battle, my sparkmate."
Arcee scoffed, "Like they can stop me?"
The warlord clicked his tongue, "Hmm, that's my persistent queen."
"Shut up, you love it."
AN: My OTP returns! Got some fighting action in and I took into account that in Orion Pax Part 3, Arcee was able to fling him across the Space Bridge's platform which you would think she wouldn't be able to do yet she did!
