"Why did you choose me back then?"

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Megatron silently looked at his femme for a moment. "How do you come up with such a question right now".

"When I was still a human... Alina ... you wanted to cast a spell on me immediately, that I love you, my affection belonged only to you. And it worked too. But with the thing with Starscream I realized that you protect me from not being hurt. There must be a reason why I was chosen for the experiment... and for you.

The warlord considered. "Well... we were looking for a test object for the experiments. We had to find someone who nobody was looking for and who wouldn't suspect the Autobots. We had searched a lot in your ..."Internet " around Jasper Nevada. Soundwave had hacked the city's surveillance cameras and then I noticed you. "

The Decepticon leader put his claw under the left side of the femme and stroked it gently with his thumb. "That wonderful smile. You had experienced a lot in your past but mysteriously never lost it. So innocent, I knew you were right for the experiment... and for me".

His face approached hers. "Your smile warmed my Spark... That's why I chose you. I love you". He kissed her softly on the lips and Femme replied, her servos hugging him.

When both broke up, she looked up. "At first I was afraid... of the kidnapping, the captivity. Afraid of you... the Decepticons... of the experiments... but now I know that this kidnapping gave me freedom"

She breathed in. "With us on Earth there is a phenomenon that is sometimes referred to as kidnapping. It is called Stockholm syndrome. The victim of a kidnapping falls in love with the perpetrator after a while. It would be so similar for both of us here."

A grin rose. "Is that so?". "Yes, it is finally I initially refused to love you, but through your instinct, the words that lay like chains on me, you managed to get what you wanted".

"Well my sweetness. My words, my rules"

Megatron and Nightlight then silently stared at each other in their blood-red optics until the Mech got an idea.

"My dear, have you ever danced?"

The energon shot up on her cheek and turned slightly blue. Embarrassed, she turned her head away. "N-no ... why? Y-you?"

"Yes, not much. But I was sometimes invited to parties on Cybertron and occasionally did a dance with one or the other femme".

(A/N:Music would be Deep River by Utada Hikaru since I don't know how to use links here sry^^')

Nightlight swallowed when he got up. His claw reached for her and he grinned trustingly at her. The femme accepted politely and was pulled to her feet. She was trembling with nervousness.

The warlord lifted her head and stroked her right cheek. His left servo lay around her waist and with his right the Mech took that of the femme. She smiled uncertainly and put her left hand on his shoulder.

Megatron started with the leadership. Slowly but with every nanoklik it got a little faster and Nightlight got used to and improved. It was her first real dance with a man, now with a Mech, but that didn't make any difference to her.

The warlord made the seeker do a pirouette. Over time, she got the hang of it and the two dance around the whole big quarter like a beautiful ball.

Nightlight and Megatron forgot everything around them and fixed their optics on those of their counterpart. A smile appeared on Nightlight's faceplate.

After one, for the two, infinite eternity, the femme rotated again in a pirouette and was then pulled to his body by the Decepticon leader. His big arms wrapped around her body and hers lay on her broad shoulders.

"I love you," breathed the femme softly from her mouth. In response, he grinned at her. "I know". Then they kissed tenderly on the lips.

Nightlight was perfectly happy. Megatron was the love of her life for her and on the other hand as well.

And even if the past weeks, especially at the very beginning, have caused horror and terror for her. Due to the fear she received, she slipped into Megatron's arms.

At first she hated the pain he caused her. It was because he told her that she was beautiful, because he let her feel beautiful, because he made her feel alive, recognized her potential, and gave love because he wanted her...

That's why... that's why she loved him!