Alina had leaned her head back against Megatrons chest after going back inside the ship.
He dropped her in the girl's room. The warlord grinned. "Didn't I say your affection was mine only," he said, his sharp fingers sliding over the girls shoulder.
"Yes... you did...". Megatron pulled her face up slightly. "Don't tell call me "you" in your polite form... We are here among ourselves". Alina was amazed that she asked to stop talking to 'you' in the polite way as long as they were only in private.
"Y-Yes ...". "Good ...", he breathed and he started to distribute kisses on Alina's left shoulder, her hair on the back of her neck rose, she let out a little hiss.
"M-Megatron ... d-don't ... please don't stop ...". He raised his metal eyebrows. "Do you want that, my dear?" Her blue eyes looked up. "More than anything else...".
That spurred Megatron more and his right claw slid under the strap of the dress. He brushed the strap off so that it slipped to the girl's elbow, who did the rest and the entire dress fell from her body and then she was only there in her underwear.
The Decepticon leader's servos wrapped around the 16-year-old's body. He picked her up, sat down on the bed with her and pulled her into a kiss. His claws continued to slide up and he easily opened the bra's closures.
The kiss broke and Alina looked Megatron straight in the eyes. A grin spread across him as a claw brushed her cheek.
"My desire for you is too great". Alina put her hands on the cold chest. "Tell me, my femme ...". His face came close to hers. "... Why are you now so gentle?"
Somehow the 16-year-old couldn't find an answer. At first she was afraid of him, of Starscream and all other Decepticons, of the situation soon not being a real human anymore. She closed her eyes.
"You ...you have shown me... Love after all these years... I thought back then... Nobody didn't want me anymore ...".
Her head was lifted up by a claw. "These people didn't recognize the potential of what you are and what other skills are hidden in you."
He kissed her again. This time his tongue penetrated her mouth, causing Alina to moan slightly. Skilled fingertips teased the nipple of one of her breasts.
"Never forget that you are my girl, Alina."
She suppressed a groan as Megatron worked to excite her. His hands ran along the sides of her body, causing Alina to gasp.
He lay down on the bed with her, the 16-year-old under the warlord. The blue eyes met the red ones, he came close to her ear.
"Don't come before I say it ...".
She nodded and with a little noise the warlord kindled his spike and slowly pulled her underpants down. Alina's body tensed slightly as Megatron leaned over her.
He hesitated for a moment, but then entered her. Alina jumped up, it was painful like the first time, but this time the pain was more bearable.
The warlord moved and the 16-year-old narrowed his eyes, panting heavily. "Ngh ... Me-... M-Megatron ...". She tried very hard to keep herself under control, her body went crazy.
As the movements grew stronger, Alina wanted to groan, but a claw lay on her mouth. Her fingers clawed at the sheets.
The movements became a little faster, slower over time and then the claw disappeared, whereupon metal lips lay on the soft ones.
The 16-year-old closed her eyes and enjoyed it. The kiss, the touch of Megatron as she was connected to him. He wanted her and she wanted him...
Megatron laughed. Alina trembled when the pleasure got too big. With a groan she came, fluid seeped out of her as her muscles tightened around Megatron's spike. Megatron swore as the feeling of her orgasm triggered his own. He poured himself into it and filled her with his essence.
The warlord chuckled wearily as he pulled out of her and lay down on the bed beside her. He pulled her close before pulling the blanket over her. Alina snuggled into the blanket and enjoyed the feeling of Megatron's powerful hug. Silence filled the room. Alina closed her eyes briefly, then opened them again and her finger slid over the glossy Decepticon symbol on the warlords chest.
"Megatron... can... I .. can I get pregnant as a human from... you," she asked, and she was pushed closer to his body.
"I don't know if this is possible. But even if... whether as a person or later as a Decepticon... you will have the honor to carry out a sparkling as my femme," he replied calmly.
"Spark...ling? Are those ... the babies from your kind?"
"Yes, it is...".
Alina stared at the symbol again. She had always wanted to have children one day. Back then, she couldn't have thought that this would happen with a Cybertronian. With a slight smile on her face, she closed her eyes.
"I will stay by your side as a Transformer... as a queen... as a femme... as... as your beloved Sparkmate, Megatron".
A slight laugh escaped from the warlord. "I know you will...".
With these words, both fell into deep sleep or deep stasis.