Author's note. As most of you probably saw, I made a mistake with Darklight's name, I kept calling her Nightracer. I honestly don't know why, I just someone kept thinking that was her name but now it's all fixed up.

There's going to be a question at the end of this chapter, take a look and leave me an answer in the reviews, thanks.

This chapter contains nudity and interfacing.

Enjoy and please review.

"This is insane," Elita exclaimed as Hound held Wheeljack back from charging the Decepticon line. "Let Moonracer go."

"I'll let her go as soon as you and the other Femmes return to my side," Megatron stated coolly as Optimus tensed furiously beside her. "It's your choice Elita."

"Then I chose to never let Arcee near you again," Elita exclaimed as Moonracer continued to struggle and yell from behind the front line Decepticons. Optimus nodded his agreement.

His optics flashed and he said coldly.

"Then I hope you are prepared to welcome the next Decepticon Sparkling into this world."

"You...!" she started to say but Optimus held her back

As this was happening, Skywarp was both trying to carry out Megatron's orders and comfort Moonracer. He didn't want to do this, especially not in front of everyone like this but he really didn't want Megatron touching his Moony. He held her as close as he could, attempting to shield her from all the others.

"Warp, let go, let go now."

"I can't Moony," he murmured back, trying to stimulate her and hold her there, she was wriggling as madly as possible. "Just relax, it'll be okay."

"No it won't," she said shrilly, shaking her head from side to side. "Stop it."

He grimaced, she wasn't listening to him, she was making it far harder than it already was. He moved his feet apart, trying to brace himself better just as a Con sneered.

"Hey, I didn't know she liked it rough."

Skywarp got one look at Moonracer's furious; tear streaked face before a blinding pain exploded from his groin. Almost choking, he released her, slumping downwards as he clutched at his cod piece. Dimly, he realised that she must have kneed him right in the groin which would explain why he just wanted to curl up in a helpless ball.

Moonracer jumped away from him but she was surrounded and Skywarp's groan of pain had been heard. She looked around wildly at the red optics regarding her, wishing her arms were unbound then she might have a chance at fighting. As it was, she was instantly grabbed and shoved towards Megatron who grabbed her with a roll of his optics, muttering.

"It seems I have to do everything myself!"

"NOO!" Wheeljack roared, breaking free of Hound's grip and rushing forward before anyone else could stop him.

He tried to attack Megatron but the grey Mech twisted and seized him by the throat, squeezing tightly. Smirking as Wheeljack struggled, he said.

"Well, well, the lovers reunited at last, how sweet."

"Looks like there's been a lot of reuniting recently," Starscream couldn't resist saying loudly. "The two precious lovers and you and your daughter Megatron."

"Daughter?" Optimus exclaimed as his other Autobots stared in disbelief. "What daughter is this?"

"You should know Prime," Starscream said with a smirk. "You are bonded to her after all."

"What!?" Moonracer yelped in shock as Optimus started his optics wide. Elita glared at Starscream, she was hoping to explain that to Optimus later, when they were alone. "How can that be?"

"I believe the human expression is it's a long story," Megatron said sarcastically, still keeping Moonracer and Wheeljack apart.

"Is this why you went insane?" Optimus demanded furiously. "You found out the Femme you've been trying to force into bed is your daughter?"

Megatron shrugged unconcernedly.

"Perhaps...or maybe I decided to take a true offensive in this overlong war."

"Rape is your idea of taking an offensive?" Wheeljack growled in disbelief.

Elita's optics widened and she looked at her mate before looking back at Megatron.

"You...raped someone? Who...?"

And then it hit her. There was only one Femme outside of the Nemesis, one she had not seen recently. One who was in an extremely vulnerable position and who could be easily attacked.

"Chromia," she said in a shocked whisper. "You attacked Chromia."

His face betrayed no redeeming emotion, any regret or sadness or even anger. Instead, he smirked tightly and said.

"I wouldn't say attacked, she did agree to it after all."

"After you threatened the life of her Sparkling," Optimus retorted hotly, wishing he could blast his nemesis to atoms. "You almost killed them both!"

"They survived didn't they?" Megatron said dismissively before saying. "Now bring me those Femmes or your solider will pay."

Of course, Optimus and Elita hesitated, Megatron was holding Moonracer and Wheeljack's lives in his hands but they obviously didn't want to return any Femme to him. What could they do, Megatron had plenty of backup to prevent them from freeing his two prisoners. Even Skywarp had finally managed to lift himself up off the ground although his expression was still pained.

"No he won't!" Wheeljack suddenly snarled and brought a grenade from sub space.

Before any Decepticon or indeed Autobot could stop him, he threw it between the two groups and yelled. "Prime, run!"

"Get back!" Starscream shrieked at almost the same time as Optimus grabbed his mate and started to run back. He knew full well how explosive anything Wheeljack carried and he was not wrong.

The explosion happened only a few seconds after everyone started scrambling away. First there was a brilliant flash which eclipsed everything in a white light before a deafening roar which blew everyone away from the point of the blast. Optimus seized Elita in his arms, cradling in his arms and he was sent head over heels across the corridor.

Even when he came to a rest, he paused for a moment, waiting to see if anything was going to fall on them before carefully looking up. The area between them and the Decepticons had been destroyed, rubble was piled high and blast scorches snaked out towards them.

"Optimus," Hound gasped, clutching an injured arm. "What are your orders?"

"Fall back," Optimus stated, heaving himself up with Elita. "We have to all get out of here."

He looked at Elita and said quietly.

"For now, we will have to leave Moonracer and Wheeljack but we will get them back."

She stared at him for a moment before regretfully nodding. Sometimes in war, you had to make sacrifices and this was one of these moments. But she swore that they would get them back and Megatron would pay for what he'd done.

"Come on, let's get out of here," Optimus said gently, gripping her hand as they ran.

Meanwhile, the Decepticons were also picking themselves up. When the explosion had happened, Skywarp had lunged forward to grab Moonracer and protect her from harm as they'd been thrown forward. He cradled her in his lap, not feeling angry over the knee to the groin; he didn't want anyone seeing his Moonie interface.

Megatron sat up before grabbing Wheeljack by the throat again and slamming him against the wall.

"A clever little trick Autobot," he growled, squeezing tight. "But it won't do you much good."

With that, he slammed the helpless Mech against the wall so hard that he was stunned. Megatron now picked himself up properly, kicking Starscream aside who screeched with pain and fury.

"Did they all get away?" Megatron snarled and the solider quickly said. "N-no sir, not all."

"Good," Megatron said, relaxing slightly. "Stash them somewhere safe and make sure they can't get away. I'll deal with them later."

"Yes my lord," the Mech said with a bow.

"What about him?" Starscream asked grumpily as Thundercracker pulled him to his feet, gesturing to the Autobot who two soldiers were lifting up.

"Search the Autobot thoroughly," Megatron commanded. "And then throw him in the brig."

"Yes lord Megatron," the soldiers holding Wheeljack said before beginning to drag him away.

"As for her," Megatron now said, jabbing a finger at Moonracer. "I believe you have some unfinished business Skywarp."

Skywarp almost squeaked, he hadn't expected Megatron to resume his order of impregnating Moonracer. Looking down at the shaking Femme, he looked back up at his leader and said.

"Sir uh...do I have to do it in the open?"

Megatron regarded him coldly for a moment before saying. "You may take her to your room if you wish."

As Skywarp sighed in relief, he added.

"But I want proof you have done your duty Skywarp, you will contact me when you are finished and I will see if you've carried out your orders."

Skywarp swallowed heavily before saying. "I uh...well; it doesn't always work first time..."

"You have a week to get the job done," Megatron snapped, interrupting him. "Now get to it."

"Yes sir," Skywarp said quietly, lifting her up in his arms and slowly walking away.

Thundercracker looked after his wingmate with concern, this wasn't fair. He knew Warp didn't want to do this but he wouldn't disobey orders, especially if it meant Moonracer ended up in Megatron's berth. Things were rapidly spiralling into chaos.

Skywarp's room

"Hey, it'll be okay Moonie," Skywarp tried to say soothingly to his weeping captive. "No one's gonna watch us, I'll make it good, yeah?"

She didn't reply, just continued crying. Skywarp bit his lip, how was he supposed to fix this?

"I'm sorry," he finally said. "I don't want to do this. Well, I mean, I do want to interface with you, you're the hottest Femme I know but I kinda was hoping you'd want to interface with me. Not because we've been ordered to."

It was true, ever since they'd interfaced, he'd been hoping against hope that Moonracer would come to him one day, saying she wanted another night of passion. And needless to say, he would have given it to her.

"Hey," he now tried. "That Wheeljack isn't gonna be mad at yah. He knows Megatron told us to do this, he isn't gonna blame yah."

"It doesn't matter," she stated in an almost weary tone. "How do you think Jack's going to feel, knowing Megatron is ordering one of his men to spark me up? How would you feel if Megatron ordered another Mech to do that to your mate?"

"I uh...um...," Skywarp stammered, trying to think up an answer but failing to do so.

He was stumped but he knew Megatron would not except that reasoning. And if they didn't get going, his leader would carry out his threat.

"I know it sucks," he said quietly. "But I really don't want you sleeping with Megatron. Least with me, you can have a good time, right?"

She just sniffed loudly, while the thought of being with Megatron was horrible, she just despised the idea of forced to interface with someone. It didn't matter that she liked Skywarp, was attracted to him even, it was the principle of being forced. All for the purpose of making her pregnant with a Decepticon Sparkling, it was madness.

"Aw don't cry," he told her, hating to see the tears still on her face.

Not knowing what else to do, he gathered her in his arms and held her close, hoping this would calm her. For a few breems, she just continued crying but finally she hugged him back and he felt some progress had been made. He sadly remembered interfacing with her before, what an experience that had been and she'd enjoyed it a lot. Of course, she was drunk and apparently missing her mate which was why she'd given in but it had still been great.

Maybe that was the answer, a little High Grade to relax them both.

"I'm gonna have some Energon," he whispered to her. "You should take some too."

"Not hungry," she muttered but he said. "Come on, you'll feel better."

Her optics were closed and even though she was hugging him, she was rather limp again. He brought out a cube from sub space and held it to her lips saying. "Go on, drink it down."

For a moment, she just moved her lips and then she opened them for him. With a smile, he tipped the cube up and allowed her to swallow quite a large amount. She didn't know it was High Grade and seemed too miserable to recognise the taste of it. Skywarp let her swallow before raising the cube back up again so she could automatically take another gulp.

"Mm, that's good," she murmured, the beginnings of a smile gracing her beautiful features.

"I know," Skywarp said, grinning, his plan was working. After all that had happened, she was probably a little low on energy so this should get her overcharged fast. She might be mad at him later but at least it would make the interfacing much easier and enjoyable.

He raised it again, starting to feel better himself as she obediently drank the High Grade cube down. Maybe they could have some proper real fun after all, instead of that awful forced frag Megatron had wanted him to do earlier. Of course, Megatron expected him to do this all week so he might have to change tactics but he'd worry about that later.

"Mmm," she moaned as he gently laid her down against the berth.

Skywarp sighed as he admired her lovely form with her arms draped above her head in such a sexy pose. Why did she have to be mated, he would have proposed long ago but for this fact. Sometimes he was tempted to propose anyway but he didn't fancy being rejected even if it was gently. The universe could be so cruel at times, it wasn't fair.

"You like that?" he asked, leaning over her to massage her sides and shoulders.

"Mm hmm," she agreed, optics still closed as she smiled some more.

"Good," he said in his most suave voice. "You're so beautiful; I really want to make you happy."

She giggled, he was always flattering her and it was hard not to smile at it. As she relaxed due to his attentions and the affects of the High Grade, he took the opportunity to start removing his armour. He did it quickly and quietly, not wanting to allow his Moonie when she was relaxing so wonderfully.

Once he was free of his armour, he turned his attention to the Femme before him.

"You need any more Energon?" he questioned, not sure if she was tipsy enough for the next part.

"Hmm, maybe a little more," she said after a moment's thought.

He grinned, reaching over to his cabinet and bringing out another cube of High Grade. Thankfully, he always kept a good supply handy and he was never gladder than right now. After sneaking a quick gulp, he offered it to Moonracer who guzzled it down greedily. When it came to High Grade, she was certainly something of a light weight although she was definitely not a mean or sad drunk, merely a happy one.

"Good girl," he complimented before gently taking off her armour, removing piece by piece.

She giggled, saying. "That tickles."

"Does it?" he said slyly before attacking her bare protoform, making her shriek.

"Hey, stop it!?" she begged but in quite a different way from earlier this day.

"I will if you surrender," Skywarp told her, not giving up as he continued tickling her. "But if yah do, you have to pay a forfeit."

She struggled for a bit longer, laughing and squirming furiously before finally having to give up.

"Okay, I surrender, I surrender Warp!"

"Very well," he said smugly, ceasing his tickling attack.

He gazed down admiringly at her body, feeling hot as she panted sexily below him.

"What's the forfeit?" she giggled up at him.

He smirked and leaned down to whisper. "This."

And without further ado, he joined his lips to hers, deepening the kiss as much as he could. His hands found hers above her head and he pressed them down as she moaned against him. The purple flier felt utterly elated as she responded to him, even starting to rub a leg up and down his.

No wonder that damn mate of hers snapped her up.

His spike was beginning to swell as they continued kissing each other, soon they'd be ready. He moved his knee to gently prize Moonracer's legs apart; she didn't protest but moved in response to his actions. Now able to slip between her legs, he did so, almost groaning at the feel of his heavy, swollen spike. Primus, she was so hot.

He released her lips and whispered. "Wanna have some real fun now?"

Panting, she managed to giggle and said "Sure."

"Good cause I've got the perfect game for us," he told her with a big grin.

"What is it?" she asked him breathlessly and he replied by sliding into her with one clean thrust.

She gasped before moaning in wanton pleasure and it was all Skywarp could do not to yell out loud at the sensation of being within her wonderful warmth. While she gasped and panted, he said smugly.

"You like this game?"

Her answer was another giggle, making him grin wickedly.

"I'll take that as a yes," he purred before he began to thrust in earnest, relieving in her cries of pleasure.

Several overloads later saw them lying exhausted on the stained berth, panting with satisfaction. Moonracer yawned widely before rolling and resting against Skywarp who lazily slung an arm around her. She blinked a few times before quickly drifting off into sleep and her lover was sure he'd join her.

However a buzzing at the door jolted him out of any thought of sleeping and he remembered what Megatron had said earlier. Slipping out of Moonracer's grasp, he quickly hurried to the door, not bothering to cover himself up and opening the door to find Megatron waiting there.

"I did as you asked my lord," Skywarp assured him as Megatron eyed him before looking beyond into the room.

"Please sir," Skywarp begged. "Don't wake her, she's exhausted."

Megatron looked over at the sleeping femme lying naked on the berth and covered in transfluid and lubricant. It was clear that she'd interfaced, Megatron would have known instantly if Skywarp had tried to doctorate it.

"I'm glad to see my orders have been carried out," he said coolly but softly.

"Yes sir," Skywarp said, almost dreamily. It had been wonderful. He was brought back to earth by Megatron's next statement.

"What I said before still stands Skywarp. For the next week, you are to interface with her daily at least twice until she carries. If you fail, then I will be more than happy to take over."

If it were possible, the blood would have drained from Skywarp's face.

"I...uh..," he began.

"Just do it," snapped Megatron before turning and marching away, leaving Skywarp staring after him.

"Damn," he muttered to himself, closing the door and slowly making his way back to the berth.

With a sigh, he climbed onto it and pulled Moonracer into his arms. He supposed he should be grateful that Megatron hadn't ordered him to help with the cleanup effort; he really wanted to just sleep after fighting and then interfacing. Unconsciously, Moonracer snuggled closer to him and he couldn't help but smile.

"I'll look after you Moonie," he whispered before settling down to sleep.

Author's note. Which Femmes managed to get away and which were recaptured? Tell me who you think should stay and I'll decide for the next chapter.