I hasn't updated this in for-freakin'-EVAR, has I? No, I hasn't. I've been really busy since I last updated, though, having stuff to do with friends, family, babysitting, job hunting, helping out with band camp for my old marching band, and playing around with my brand new laptop, Bob. I love Bob. #huggles Bob# Er...anyway, here's the second chapter of Of Bucket Heads and Bugs.

Disclaimer: See first chapter.

Pairing(s): Megafragger/Bumblebee

Prompt: Kinky

Note: Is it can be hooman!Former's teim plz?

Bumblebee thought that he had figured out everything about Megatron. He knew that Megatron liked his liquor to be the best liquor available. He knew that Megatron was extremely picky in his choice of lovers, and that he himself was very lucky to have been chosen as the lover of the Decepticon leader (sure, Bumblebee had to sometimes sneak away from the ever-watchful but ever-loving eyes of his comrades, and sure, it still felt kind of strange that now most of the Decepticons treated him like one of their own, and sure, he was quite sure that the Autobots that caught him when he had to sneak away/back were starting to believe his flimsier and flimsier lies less and less, but who's really paying attention to the details?). He knew that, even if his lovers could defend themselves, he liked to protect them from the rowdier Decepticons (Thrust did not, and still does not, like Bumblebee; in fact, Megatron had to actually stop Thrust from harming the little blond. Not that Megatron minded, of course...). In fact, he knew so many things about Megatron that he could probably write down a list that would take up a whole room, and that was just a list of the major things that he knew about Megatron. He did not, however, know this one particular thing until just now.

"No. Just...no."

"Oh, but Bumblebee," the silver haired man drawled, a smirk on his face as he strode over to the much smaller male. "Just thinking about it gets my blood boiling."

Bumblebee turned away from him, his arms crossed in annoyance. He didn't care that Megatron's hands were gently massaging his shoulders, slowly moving down his arms while he moved their bodies closer together. This was something that, normally, would have Bumblebee lightly kissing Megatron. Today, however, was something completely different. Oh, he felt the hands on his shoulders alright, and he could feel the way they were holding him in that possessive way Megatron had, but today, the muscled man was out of luck.

The reason? Quite simple, really. "I don't care what you say, Megatron. I am not dressing up in a nurse's outfit." You see, today had been one of their slower days, meaning that Bumblebee had a harder time sneaking out. Jazz, who had been getting very suspicious, had grilled him for answers, but Bumblebee had luckily escaped unscathed-well, except for a frown and a raised eyebrow from the saboteur.

Second, the Twins of the the Decepticons (Frenzy and Rumble) decided it was a good idea to glomp the younger soldier and have a small wrestling match with him. It ended with the three laughing on the ground, clothes disheveled, and Bumblebee leaving while Frenzy and Rumble began to plot Shockwave's imminent makeover.

Finally, before he was allowed to go into Megatron's office, Starscream pulled him aside and made him tell all about Optimus' life since Bumblebee had last come to the base. Starscream had the biggest crush on Optimus, but he wasn't one for sneaking off to the opposing side's base to meet him; in fact, he hadn't even given Optimus any signals. Confusing person, eh?

After all of that had happened, Bumblebee was finally able to get into Megatron's office, where he was immediately brought into a possessive embrace by Megatron, showered with kisses, and then the two conversed.

Unfortunately, that conversation had led to Megatron revealing that one of his newfound kinks was imagining Bumblebee in a nurse's outfit. That, in turn had lead to this argument.

"Oh, but Bumblebee," the general drawled, placing kisses along the blond's neck; here, Bumblebee had to do his best to resist turning around and look at Megatron. "It would only be in here, nobody else would see us."

"I don't care, Megatron," he growled out, concentrating on a spot on the wall so he didn't turn his head. "I had to dress up like Alice in Wonderland when I lost a bet to Sunny and Sides, and I'm not putting on a dress again, or Primus help me, I swear that you're never going to be able to properly enjoy sex for the rest of your life." From behind, he heard Megatron let out an amused chuckle, then felt soft lips placing a kiss behind his ear.

"All right, Bumblebee, all right. I won't force you into the dress." At this, Bumblebee turned and looked at Megatron with a questioning frown.

"You promise?"

"I promise." Smiling, Bumblebee uncrossed his arms and wound them around the taller male's neck, letting said male kiss him and move him towards the spacious bed. "Now then, for almost blasting my ear off in the last skirmish our two forces had, I think you deserve a little bit of...punishment," he leered, pushing the blond down on the bed.

Giggling, Bumblebee let an oh-so-innocent smile grace his features, his arms never leaving Megatron's neck. "Oh really? And what kind of...punishment did you have in mind, Megatron?"

The elder didn't say anything, at first. Kissing along Bumblebee's jaw, the elder made his way up to his ear, whereupon he whispered "The kind that will leave you limping for a few days."

Bumblebee could only shiver in anticipation.

Ah, and here you thought that this was the end of the story, didn't ya? Well, for those of that thought that, WRONGO!! There's going to be a second part, telling how Bumblebee, although a little reluctant, got into the nurses' outfit, sexy skirt, partially unbuttoned blouse, stockings, heels, and all. I know some of you are probably like "Nuuuuuu, I want to imagine Bumblebee in a nurse's outfit!!", so I'm going to try and get it out A.S.A.P., depending on whether or not I can get the job I want. Fear not, though! For I swear I shall work on it as hard as I am able to!! #gets to typing#