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Megatron stamped into his quarters, still filthy after the day's battle. He found Ivory lightly polishing her armour, she'd evidently washed herself. She glared at him as he entered; no doubt she was furious that she'd been recaptured. Thankfully, she didn't actually say anything so he simply headed to his wash room to shower.

If she had spoken, he probably would have backhanded her.

"Frag," he muttered to himself as hot liquid splashed onto his beaten form. It felt good; the little stings of pain made him feel more alive. Pain was a constant of his life, it had been with him as a youngling, as a miner, as a gladiator and finally, as a leader. Except he'd forgotten that important rule, do not let the pain rule you, rule the pain and use it.

Things were extremely disordered with certain recent revelations and the escape of several of his slaves but it didn't matter. Bringing order to total chaos was something he was good at and in fact, relished doing. He would take back every single femme including Chromia and her brat. At least Soundwave's femme was no trouble, he did not have much to worry about when it came to her. As long as her family was safe, then she would not get up to mischief.

He stayed there for a little while longer, just standing as the water continued to pour all over his form before finally shifting. Grabbing a nearby cloth, he ran it over his body, getting rid of the dirt and life blood properly. As soon as he was finished, he exited the shower and began to dry himself off.

Ivory appeared to have finished doing herself up but was still sitting on the seat away from his berth. Now that was something he'd need to change.

"Ivory dear," he began, coming up behind her and placing calloused hands on her shoulders. "Why don't you join me on the berth?"

"I'd rather not," she said stiffly, not moving.

"That wasn't a request," he said softly into her audio before lifting her up and carrying her to the berth before dumping her on it.

"Aren't you too tired for this?" she demanded angrily, glaring up at him.

"Not at all," he remarked simply, climbing up beside her and taking hold of the old femme. "I'm only getting started and may I say how pleased I am that you remained here. What a shame that those other femmes got away."

She grumbled and looked away from him. Without warning, he suddenly removed her panel and began to probe it with his fingers. She gasped in surprise and squirmed madly as he leaned down.

"Disappointed?" Megatron purred in her audio. "Poor you."

She stiffened before saying. "I suppose you'll try to take them back."

"You suppose right," he said with a smirk, digging in his fingers a bit harder.

"The Prime will never let you near them, Arcee or his mate," Ivory pointed out, wincing at the intrusion.

"I never said he would let me," he said mockingly.

She looked at him disdainfully before saying. "You are the one who somehow provoked the Prime, it's no one's fault but your own he took them back."

"He was always going to make the attempt," he said contemptuously. "I merely decided to speed things along."

"What in Primus's name for?" she said in exasperation. "I do not understand you at all."

He laughed at this and kissed her, his fingers digging in even harder. She grunted in pain behind his lips, squirming as she attempted to be more comfortable. He simply gripped her tighter, she probably wouldn't enjoy herself as much as she normally did but that wasn't his concern. She was his slave and he would show his dominance over her.

"Get off!" she snapped when he finally released her lips. "You brute!"

"I know," he said with a smirk. "But I'm also your master so unless you wish to anger me, you'll work to impress me."

She simply made a sound of annoyance, shoving fruitlessly at him. His smirk grin, she was so stubborn, she knew perfectly well she could not fight him off and yet continued to resist. He wondered how long it would take to break her.

….

"How could you!?"

Skywarp flinched as the accusation was thrown at him from the other side of the berth where an irate femme was standing.

"Moonie, I had to," he tried to explain. "If I hadn't, Megatron would have…."

"And the second time?" she demanded furiously, bright blue optics flashing.

She had woken up not long before and had of course, discovered that they'd interfaced. And then Skywarp had made the mistake of letting slip that he'd interfaced with her again as she slept.

"Well….I….you know," he tried to say helplessly as she glared furiously at him. How could he say that he hadn't been able to resist when she was so sweet looking and receptive to his touches. And he had been under orders…

"It's bad enough you did it once but while I was asleep? How do you justify that?" she snarled.

"Um…," he lamely began but was not allowed to proceed any further.

"I suppose you thought that Megatron might sneak into the room in the middle of the night and get mad if you weren't fragging me!" she said with withering sarcasm. "Maybe we should do it after morning Energon in case he pops round."

"Well, if you'd like to…,"

"You are unbelievable!" she screamed, throwing an ornament at his head which he was forced to catch.

"Hey, this is one of my favourite….," he exclaimed but she was already marching towards the door.

"W-where are you going?" he asked as she punched the door pad before turning back to glare at him.

"To get some Energon. And if I see your stupid slagging leader, I'll be sure to tell him you 'followed' his orders!"

After screaming the last part, marched through door, making sure to kick the frame as she did so. He stared after her, mixed emotions running through him. He didn't really regret sleeping with her, he'd loved every moment of it. Why couldn't she feel the same way? He was a great lover, he always caused her to overload at least several times. Sure, her mate was currently in the brig but why did that have to stop them from having a good time?

And anyway, wasn't it better to have interfaced while she slept and was unaware. Well, unaware except for the awesome dream she must have been having thanks to him. Primus, the way she'd moaned and squirmed underneath him…

He shivered, it would be so easy to fall into arousal but with Moonie gone, there was little point in allowing it to progress. Maybe if he just talked to her, she'd come round to see that it wasn't so bad. After all, if he made sure she enjoyed herself, then why should she feel guilty.

With this thought in mind, he decided to join his femme in the Rec Room.

CRACK!

A few Mechs glared at him as he appeared in the middle of the room, his tendency to appear out of nowhere really irritated them at times. He simply ignored them and hurried over to where Moonracer was currently pouring herself a small cube of Energon. She did not even look at him as he said.

"Look Moonie, can't we talk about this?"

She ignored him, finishing her task of pouring and turned to walk away. He followed her, almost stepping on her heels in his rush to stay close to her.

"Come on, you can't stay mad at me forever," he whined.

"Watch me," she said with gritted teeth.

Grabbing her arm, he forced her to stop.

"Look, you know why I did it," he said in a surprisingly serious tone. "Is it wrong for me to do the best I can to make sure you at least enjoy it? Do you really want me to just force myself on you?"

"I don't want you to do it at all," she hissed in frustration, aware of the other Decepticons watching. "I'm mated Warp and my mate is currently here…."

"I can't help that," he ground out, wishing once again that Wheeljack had suffered an unfortunate accident. "I'm doing this because I don't want you getting hurt…"

"Ah, Skywarp," a gruff voice spoke, startling both of them and they turned to see Megatron standing there, a smile playing on his lips.

Moonracer shrank back a little, unable to forget that he'd attacked Chromia and had threatened to do the same to her. She was suddenly very glad that Skywarp was here, she wasn't sure if she could have bared to be alone with the tyrant. Skywarp placed an automatic arm around her as Megatron approached them.

"I was hoping to see you," the grey Mech started. "I hope you're carrying out your orders."

"Uh yeah," Skywarp said, a little nervously as even more Mechs were listening in. "We uh….you know, early this morning."

"Good," his leader said as a few Mechs grinned and made leering comments. "Do not forget to take her again later."

Beside him, Moonracer made a choking sound. Skywarp swallowed and said. "I will sir."

"See that you do," Megatron stated, reaching forward to stroke Moonracer's cheek, the green femme flinching away from him. "I wouldn't want to have to take over from you."

"No sir," Skywarp said quietly before asking. "What…..are your orders for today sir?"

"Reinforcing our defences," the larger, stocker Mech replied. "Report to your trine leader for instructions."

"As you command lord Megatron," the purple and black Seeker said respectively, bowing his head.

Megatron offered him a smirk before heading over to talk with the Constructicons. Skywarp glanced down at Moonracer and saw that she had tears in her optics. Making a decision, he held her tighter before warping away back to their room.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled as she broke away from him and stumbled over to their berth before collapsing on it, sobbing.

"Please," she choked. "I-I need to be alone."

"Okay," he said quietly, slowly walking out of his quarters, listening to the sounds of distress. He stood outside for a few minutes, thinking the situation over before finally coming to a decision. He squared his shoulders and warped away.

….

"You did WHAT!?" Wheeljack almost roared.

"I had to," Skywarp said helplessly. "If I hadn't, Megatron would have taken her. It was the only way to protect her, I swear."

The inventor glared furiously at him, it was hard to believe there was any justification for what the Seeker had done. But then again, Megatron had raped Chromia, while carrying, who was to say he wouldn't have carried out his threat and done the same to his Moonie?

"She hates me for what I did," Skywarp said sadly. "And I won't lie and say I didn't enjoy it, I loved it but I only did it to protect her. Megatron's hopping mad right now, you just can't argue with him. There was nothing I could do to stop it happening."

Wheeljack felt like he would explode with fury but he had to admit, most was directed at Megatron rather than the Seeker before him.

"Alright," he said. "I get why you did it. But you can't keep sleeping with her."

"I know," Skywarp said softly. "That's why I'm here."

This made the Autobot stare, he wasn't sure he understood.

"Megatron has ordered me to impregnate her," he said without further ado.

"No," Wheeljack whispered in horror. "You can't….

"You're right, I can't," acknowledged the dark coloured Seeker. "It would destroy her if I did that. But if she doesn't carry soon, Megatron…."

"Then he'll rape her until she carries," Wheeljack finished with furious, helpless rage. "Fragging bastard."

"Yeah," Skywarp admitted, he really didn't understand his leader's actions at all.

"So," Wheeljack said, tears leaking down his cheeks. "You've got to make her carry to save her from Megatron…."

"No," Skywarp interrupted with a stern look. "You've got to make her carry."

For a moment, the inventor simply stared at him, not saying a word. Skywarp shifted awkwardly, before saying.

"Look, I know it's not what either of you planned or anything...but I'm sure this is the best way forward. I know Moonie would much rather have your child than anyone else's, if she's got to have one."

"This…..I don't believe this," muttered the imprisoned Autobot.

"You'd better believe it," the Seeker told him. "We gotta act fast."

"So….how exactly are we doing this?" the masked bot couldn't help but question.

"I'll bring Moonie here," Skywarp stated. "I can warp in and out no problem. I'll give you an alarm in case she needs to get out of there fast."

"I…I guess that could work," mumbled Wheeljack, he couldn't believe they were having this conversation. "But what about Soundwave?"

"He'll be busy with his kid and whatever Megatron wants him to do," Skywarp assured him. "And anyway, you ain't leaving the brig, you're staying right in your cell."

"That is true," Wheeljack mused. "Yah know this is risky, if old bucket head finds out…."

"It's the only way to save Moonie," Skywarp stated. "Look, I could warp her out of her but Megatron would rip my wings off and shove them up my aft. And then he'd go after Moonie and you can bet he wouldn't be nice about it. No one's gonna be expecting this, they all know how I feel….about her."

This of course made Wheeljack grimaced, it wasn't easy to accept that another Mech loved your mate. But maybe it was just as well, if Skywarp didn't love her, he wouldn't be so concerned about her happiness.

"Okay, we'll give it a go," he stated. "I have no idea if we'll be able to conceive but who knows. Maybe we'll get lucky."

"I hope so," Skywarp said with a small smile. "Moonie'll make a cute mother."

"Yeah," Wheeljack said softly. "So, when are you bringing her over?"

"I'll bring her over soon," the Seeker promised. "You just…..uh….get ready."

"I'll do my best," Wheeljack said ruefully, he wasn't exactly in a position to create a really romantic area for him and his mate.

Skywarp mumbled something before suddenly warping away. Wheeljack blinked before sighing. He didn't think he'd ever get used to that. But oddly enough, he didn't have to wait that long until Skywarp suddenly reappeared with Moonracer in his arms.

"Wheeljack!" she gasped, she had a shocked look on her face which made him suspect Skywarp had just told her before warping away with her.

"Okay, here you go," Skywarp said, deactivating the bars and depositing the green femme into the Autobot's arms before stepping out and activating the energy bars again.

"I'll uh….leave you too it," he muttered before disappearing.

The two lovers just stayed there for a moment before embracing feverishly.

"Jackie," she whimpered, snuggling into his warm armour.

"It's okay, Moonie," he soothed. "I'm here baby."

"I…..I'm sorry," she started to stammer but he held her closer, stifling her apologies.

"I know," he told her gently. "Megatron made him do it."

"It's not just that," she cried. "There was one night….I was drunk….and missing you so much….h-he took advantage and we….."

His only response was to gently rub her back, offering her the comfort she needed. Moonracer had always been an appalling lightweight when it came to drinking so she generally only had High Grade in either very small amounts or when she was in a very safe environment. He could well imagine that Seeker pouncing on her while she was vulnerable and rushing her to his berth.

Chromia had told him that Skywarp treated her well and Moonracer liked him. So combine a fairly fun loving, good looking Seeker with High Grade and overwhelming loneliness coupled with a desperate need to feel physical love again….yeah, it was a recipe for disaster. How could he blame her, when he'd been gone for so long? They all had their moments of weakness and it was her bad luck that Skywarp had taken advantage of it.

"Moonie, I'm not mad at you, only at him," Wheeljack now told her. "If I ever get half the chance, I'll happily punch him on the jaw for that."

She sniffed, murmuring. "He…..he didn't do that again…..he even protected me from some of the other Cons who tried to molest me. I….I don't know how to feel about him sometimes…."

"I can tell he's not that bad," Wheeljack sighed. "If he was, you wouldn't be here right now. He loves you, doesn't he?"

She nodded her head.

"After we…..slept together, we found out that most of the others were pregnant," she explained slowly. "I was tested and found I wasn't carrying. But when I tried to tell him, he thought I really was carrying."

She remembered his joy and then crushing disappointment, her spark ached just thinking about it.

"He was so happy, just the idea of me carrying his child made him ecstatic. Then I told him I wasn't carrying and he was devastated."

She felt her mate tense and it made her feel worse. But it was natural for him to feel that way, she was sure if another femme talked about Wheeljack siring her child, she would not be happy.

"Jackie," she said quietly. "He's interfaced with me twice, there is a chance that I'm…..already carrying."

"I know and I don't like it," Wheeljack said in a choked voice.

"But," he added before she could cry. "If it comes to a choice between him and that slagger Megatron, then I'd rather it's him. He's an afthole for sleeping with you but like I said, he does seem to care for your wellbeing and I don't think he'd act like his damn leader has."

"Warp would never do that," she whispered. "He took advantage but he'd never force himself on me if I told him to stop. And he'd never attack a carrying femme or threaten her child. He's immature at times but he's got a good spark."

"Yeah," her mate sighed. "I can see that. Like I said, better him than buckethead. But you know I'll love any sparkling you have, even if it belongs to someone else. I can still be a father to them."

"You'll be a father no matter what," she declared heatedly. "But I really want it to be yours Jackie. Warp's sweet but it's always going to be you I chose."

"That's my Moonie," he said with a small smile kissing her.

They stayed together in each other's arms for a while before the green Femme said timidly.

"Wheeljack…..should we….?"

"Only if you want to," he said gently. "This isn't ideal and the last thing I want is you being forced to sleep with someone else but I don't want you pressured into anything."

"I want to be with you," she murmured. "I need to feel you again, inside and out."

"Are you sure?" he said seriously and she nodded with a small smile.

"I'm sure Jack," she murmured, leaning forward and giving him a little kiss of encouragement. He smiled back at her, he always took his mask off for her and kissed her back, cupping her face with his hands.

She hummed softly, shifting back to give them both a little more room to prepare. She gently traced all the dents and scrapes he'd incurred during his imprisonment following the battle. He smiled ruefully, he'd had no way to properly clean himself up and almost felt embarrassed at the smears forming on her armour after transferring from his. However, she didn't seem at all concerned about this and just kept kissing him.

Back on Cybertron, he would have started removing his armour while she removed hers, but since they were in an enemy brig, he didn't feel comfortable doing that. So instead, he continued kissing her, enjoying as she began to move on top of his lap.

"Mm," he hummed, feeling heat begin to grow within him. It felt strange, it had been so long since he'd felt anything like this.

Moonracer suddenly giggled, surprising him. "What?"

"Oh, I was just thinking of what I've heard the Cons say about you," she explained with a giggle. "The 'mad inventor', always causing things to explode."

"Yeah?" he said, a little confused but sure it would go in a good direction.

"Well," she said with another cute giggle. "I was wondering if you could make something explode for me."

Now getting it, he gave her a sly grin and took a hold of her hips.

"Oh I think I can manage something," he winked, one of his hands sneaking slyly around to her aft while the other moved to her groin.

She let out a little moan of pleasure, he could feel heat building there which only increased his own. Using his nimble fingers, he was soon stimulating his beautiful mate who made little noises of pleasure and need. His need was just as strong meaning it wasn't long until his spike began to strain against its casing. He grunted, his hand leaving her groin to release his spike which swelled upon contact with the cool air.

"Ooh, haven't seen you in a while," teased Moonracer, her hand lightly stroking the swollen member which twitched.

"Hn, Moonie," he groaned, he didn't think he could take any teasing.

With a small smirk, she removed her own casing, thus revealing her hot, wet valve.

"I'm ready," she said breathlessly. "Take me Jackie."

He didn't need telling twice. Grasping her hips, he brought her valve into line with his spike and thrust in. She gasped in delight at the intrusion, throwing back her head as he allowed her a moment to get used to him. But this didn't last long and he was soon moving the two of them, rocking her hips to aid his thrusts. He'd waited a long time for this and he was going to enjoy every single moment of it.

About three overloads later, they took a break, panting against each other.

"That was amazing," she gasped, leaning against his hot frame. "I just….wow…"

"You said it," he agreed, ignoring the sensation of their fluids all over his lap and pooling beneath him. He'd worry about cleaning up later. It really had been amazing and he looked forward to several more sessions with his mate. However…

"Moonie," Wheeljack suddenly said, his voice taking on a very serious tone.

"Hmm?" she said, raising her head. He sighed heavily before saying.

"If old buckethead decides to make sure you really are interfacing with that Seeker, then don't hold back. I want you to be safe and if that means being with him, then so be it."

"But….," she exclaimed in confusion. "If I interface with him again, I could end up having his child…..if I haven't already…"

Her face clouded in misery and he quickly hugged her in comfort.

"I know there's a strong possibility," he said gently. "But it's your sparkling no matter what and I will love it. I just don't want you getting stressed out worrying about you if you have to interface with him. If you are carrying my child, then I definitely don't want you or it under undue stress. You understand Moonie?"

"I understand," she said, a tremble in her voice before hugging him tightly. "I love you Jackie!"

"I love you too Moonie," he murmured, holding her like he never wanted to let her go.

They just stayed like that not moving until they heard a tell-tale crack.

"That's Warp," Moonracer mumbled and he sighed.

"You've got to go," he said and it wasn't a question.

"Yeah," she replied as Skywarp came into view, not looking happy at all.

"Ready Moonie?" he asked and she nodded, sliding off Wheeljack's lap and reattaching her sod piece.

"Yes, I'm ready," she said, coming over to the Seeker who tried not to stare at her stained thighs and legs.

"I'll be back in a moment to clean you off," Skywarp said curtly to Wheeljack who nodded, most brigs contained cleaning facilities. Although it was highly unlikely that it would use warm water.

"I'll see you soon," Moonracer whispered before Skywarp warped away with her.

In his quarters, Skywarp gestured to his wash room.

"You'd better use this," he said softly. "I think Soundwave wants you to be with Echo and the sparkling while he works."

"Okay," she said but before he could warp away, she suddenly kissed his cheek.

"Thank you," she said with shining optics. "You've no idea what this means to me."

He blinked before giving her a wry smile.

"I know it means a lot," he said softly before stepping away and then warping away.

She smiled warmly, out of all the Decepticon she could have been given to, she was glad it was him.

Author's. How is Starscream doing with his femme? What about the Autobots? Find out next time, until then.