DISCLAIMER: I unfortunately don't own transformers, if I did Megatron would be my bitch….
:] I only own the plot
I will apologize now for the lack of updates, my life has been very busy with finishing school, then moving to Queensland with my family, THEN I had to wait for the internet to come on at our new house :[ not happy. And I bought a new computer that has a VERY temperamental "O" key, so if you find any words that are meant to have an "O" in them but don't, I apologize in advance for this immature key.
Otherwise enjoy the latest chapter!
Megatron blissfully awoke to soft puffs of air, coming from the recharging bot beside him. Moving carefully, Megatron adjusted his position on his spacious berth so he was able to see the curvy Autobot in his arms better and tightened his grip on yellow hips, grinning as Bumblebee wound his arms around his solid grey neck and nuzzled gently against Megatron's chest plates, causing the tyrants breath to hitch slightly.
Looking into the peacefully recharging faceplates of Bumblebee, Megatron couldn't quench the urge to wake Bumblebee from his slumber.
Slowly dragging a claw tipped servo down Bumblebee's side and gently nuzzling behind his right audio, Megatron got the reaction he was desperate to hear.
A moan.
A delicious, heating of the interface array moan. And Megatron loved it.
Slowly and very carefully pulling his arm out from underneath Bumblebee, Megatron quietly rolled over, just so he was hovering millimetres away from Bee's full lips.
Trailing his clawed servo lower and lower towards its goal, Megatron suddenly had the primal urge to strip Bumblebee down to his core, to see the feisty attitude lost in the throws of pleasure, and to hear all the sarcastic comments turn into a scream of ecstasy. Megatron wanted everything and more that Bumblebee possessed, and by Primus was he going to get it now.
Growling deep inside his powerful chest, Megatron closed the tiny gap between his and Bumblebee's bodies, his rumbling awaking the sleeping bot below him.
Blinking his optics slowly, Bee felt a wave of pleasure roll through him and he shivered involuntary, seeking more of the delicious pressure. Completely opening sleepy optics, Bee only managed to see Megatrons faceplates before firm but full lips were crashing against his own.
A muffled sound of surprise was cut off as Bumblebee surrendered to Megatron's talented glossa, as it swept around his mouth, intertwining with his own, before exploring his mouth expertly again.
Bee's spark suddenly gave a pulse of jealously, wondering just how many others had experienced this pleasure by Megatron's hand. His jealousy however, was quickly forgotten, when Megatron lightly stroked against his interface panel.
Bumblebee tore his mouth away from Megatrons, as a whimper escaped through his vocals. Megatron grinned, and lapped behind the sensitive spot behind Bee's audio, making the smaller mech shudder violently then freeze as a click of an interface panel opening could be heard, and it wasn't Megatron's.
Bee whimpered in horror, desperately trying to close his legs but Megatron would have none of it.
"Stop it." Snarled Megatron as his prize was hidden from view. Bumblebee pulled his legs tighter together, but slightly hesitated as Megatrons seductive purr dulled all rational thoughts.
"Just relax, I won't hurt you."
Bee held his breath, as Megatron easily parted his legs and situated himself between them, gently thrusting his closed interface panel against Bumblebee's open one. Bee keened desperately, holding onto Megatron's strong shoulders in a death grip as Megatron continued to thrust against him.
"…Ah! P..Please.. Harder…" Came Bee's quiet whimper, just within Megatron's hearing range.
"Harder?"
"Yes! Please harder! Please!" Bee's voice hitched at the silver war lord thrust against him again, hard and slow. Bee arched backwards, his spark chamber rubbing against Megatron's causing Bee let out an ecstatic moan of pleasure.
Megatron snarled at Bee's sudden outburst, his desperate need to dominate and claim quickly rising to uncontrollable levels, as his now rock hard spike pushed insistently against his interface panel, leaving Megatron with nothing but images of thrusting into Bumblebee's tight, slick port. His control was pushed to its absolute boundaries as Bumblebee locked his arms around the tyrants head, allowing Megatron to hear every whine, groan and whimper that Bee made in time with the roll of his powerful silver hips.
"You're enjoying this aren't you little Bee?" Megatron smirked into his berth mates audio receiver.
"N.. No.. I hate it.. Doesn't feel good.. Aagghhh.. At all.. Oohh harder" Came Bee's strangled reply.
In a last stubborn attempt to prove himself, Bee forced his legs shut and pulled his face away from Megatron's, but stilled his movements instantly when he felt Megatron's sharp denta threatening to puncture his throat cables.
"Don't even think about it Autobot. You will stay here with me, and you WILL enjoy every minute of it whether you want to or not." Megatron snarled.
Bee shook with fear for his life, knowing that even one wrong move on his behalf and Megatron would severe all his important cables. Still shaking with fear, Bee slowly opened his legs again, revealing inches of his thighs and finally his port.
Megatron growled in approval at the submissive gesture, and swiftly pinned Bumblebee's arms above his head, rendering the young Autobot completely exposed to his leering gaze. Moving between Bee's legs again, Megatron growled as Bee opened his legs wider and exposed his throat, completely submitting himself to Megatron.
Gently nuzzling Bee's helm, Megatron allowed his interfacing cover to snap open, his fully erect spike just touching the rim of Bumblebee's port.
"Don't worry" Megatron softly breathed into Bee's shaking form, "I will prepare you so you will experience minimal pain."
Bee whimpered into a grey audial and offlined his optics as two thick servos brushed against his untouched port, running gently around the rim before one slowly pushed into his tight port. Shaking with fear, Bee froze, horrified when his untouched port began to leak lubricant which gave Megatron a clear indication of his desire. Bee keened as that single servo began to slowly thrust in and out of him repeatedly but quickly increased the pace. Opening his optics, Bee glanced down to his lip components where Megatron was trying to push a servo inside his mouth. Sucking the servo into his wet mouth, Bumblebee thoroughly licked and sucked on the digit moaning and whimpering as he coated the finger with his saliva, not noticing the effect his desire was having on Megatron.
"Enough!" The tyrant bellowed, as he pulled his servo from Bumblebee's pleasantly warm mouth.
"You're not as stretched as you should be, but im not waiting anymore, Im taking you… Now"
Throwing Bee's legs around his waist, Megatron placed his hard spike at the edge of Bumblebee's port, not listening to the desperate pleas and sobs coming from the mech below him.
Positioning his hips, Megatron prepared to thrust all the way to the hilt, but glanced down at the now silent mech and hesitated, then pulled away all together as his faceplates re-arranged themselves into a look of concern.
"What the frag is wrong with you now?" He grunted.
Bumblebee just continued to sob uncontrollably, and Megatron was forced- unwillingly by his glitching spark- to hold the distraught mech.
"Tell me what the matter is Autobot"
"I-I've ne..never done this b..before. I-Im s..scared 'coz it..its going to h..hurt isn't I..it?" Came the broken reply as Bumblebee managed to hiccup a sentence and explanation for the Decepticon Commander.
Megatron lifted a servo to Bumblebee's face and turned his head so he was looking directly into Bee's big blue optics.
"Your seal is still intact? Your still a virgin?" Megatron asked in disbelief.
"Y..Yes…"
Bumblebee's eyes welled up again as another bout of fresh tears threatened to spill down his pretty face.
Megatron sighed in both defeat and mild annoyance.
"I will not interface with you now, but know I will not tolerate this act again when I do take you. However, if you still wish to experience an overload by my hand…"
Megatron let the rest of his sentence hang, as he watched the Autobot closely, and almost laughed out loud from the comical look on Bee's face when he mentioned overloading without having to interface.
"You.. You mean you can a…actually overload without inter...facing?" Whispered Bee, his wide innocent optics questioning.
"Of course you can fool. Now do you want to overload or not?" Megatron purred as he moved his huge mass over Bumblebee, whilst slowly trailing a clawed servo down to Bee's open port.
"Ahh…. Umm… Okay I guess…" Bumblebee replied.
Megatron smirked, and slowly pushed his thick servo into Bee's tight port, before pulling it out again. Bee whimpered in loss as the delicious pressure inside him disappeared, only to arch his back off the berth and grip Megatron's arm tightly as Megatron pumped two of his servo's into Bumblebee's now leaking port.
Screaming at the unexpected pleasure, Bumblebee locked his legs around Megatron's grey waist and squeezed as the intense pleasure surged through his entire frame, causing more lubricant to leak out of his port.
Megatron continued to plunge his now dripping servos into Bumblebee's tight heat, whilst trying to ignore Bumblebee's seductive scent as the yellow bot cried out in ecstasy underneath him.
Pushing deep into the untouched area of Bumblebee's port, Megatron could just feel the proof of Bumblebee's virginity.
"I will rid you of this virginity soon, Autobot." Purred Megatron, "And when I do, your pathetic little friends wont want you anymore, you will have no where to go except to remain here with me and become a Decepticon"
Bumblebee whined in half- hearted disagreement, unable to form any coherent words due to the processor blowing pleasure he was receiving from the warlord.
"They…. Ahh.. Would never… Mmmm… Do that to me" Protested a now thrashing Bee.
"Your friends may never completely abandon you Autobot, but they will never do this to you" And with a sly grin, Megatron lowered his helm, and dipped his glossa into Bee's tight port.
Bumblebee, who was already close to overload, whimpered as Megatron's glossa instantly set to work, hitting all the right nodes and places inside of him.
Wrapping his legs tighter around the grey waist as something unexplainable quickly built up inside him as Megatron languidly dragged his glossa across Bumblebee's now constricting port, Bee's breathing hitched and his entire frame tensed with the overcoming rush of overload and screamed his release inside the soundproof confinement of Megatron's quarters, as his warm lubricants rushed into Megatron's awaiting mouth.
Slowly reaching overload induced bliss, Bee jumped as the head between his legs surfaced and lazily wiped an arm across a lubricant smeared mouth, Bee was too far gone in his exhausted state to recognize the Decepticon Commander.
"Would you like some energon Autobot?"
Bee drowsily nodded his head as his optics finally started to come into focus and recognized the huge form of Megatron and a distorted "Stay here" as he walked out the automatic door.
I just overloaded….. With the Autobots' greatest enemy! What kind of Autobot am I…..
Consumed by guilt for betraying his friends, Bumblebee turned onto his side and curled himself into the smallest ball he could make, and sobbed until he fell asleep.
~.:-:.~
Cracking open sleepy optics, Bee rolled over to face the other side of his berth, once again tensing his frame for the expected fall onto the ground as he misjudged his berths size, and once again, his face was not painfully introduced to the ground.
Opening his optics completely Bee was instead greeted by the sight of an energon cube.
Sighing contentedly, and forgetting just for the moment whose quarters he was in, Bee reached for the energon and drank until he was full, only then did he put the half empty cube down and allow his tanks to settle before he drank the rest.
He then curiously glanced around the darkened room.
Nothing had changed, or been moved around while he was asleep, and no hulking figure was occupying any desks, wash racks or corners, so Bee figured he was relatively safe.
Bumblebee continued to cast curious optics around the bland room, whilst drinking the rest of his energon, his optics darting constantly between the windows and possible escape routs he could take, however he had the same amount of luck as he did earlier.
Sighing in annoyance, Bee turned his helm to look moodily at the door, and cursed as the object he was currently glaring holes through opened and Shockwave stepped heavily into the room.
Bee's energon cube clattered to the ground, and spilled its contents over the floor, quickly coating everything it touched with a shiny, sticky substance.
The energon cube however was never noticed, as its owner and the newcomer in the room openly stared at each other, neither daring to make the first move.
Bumblebee was too scared to move, the sheer mass that was Shockwave had poor Bumblebee rooted to the spot before Shockwave even noticed him, and then when Shockwaves' single optic focused on him, Bumblebee froze in horror.
The look in that optic did not look friendly.
Shockwave however was more than comfortable to move around and give Megatron his daily report on energon levels and readings. He was- unfortunately for Bumblebee- to focused on the much younger bot and his open port to care about dropping in his data pad and continuing on his way.
"What are you doing here" Came Shockwaves baritone voice.
Bumblebee opened and closed his mouth a few times before the words managed to squeeze past the lump in his throat tubing.
"Meg… Meg-a-tron…"
"And where is Lord Megatron now Autobot?"
"Ahh, umm.. Out…?" Bee squeaked and jumped as Shockwaves' optic seemed to glow a darker shade of red, as it slowly mapped out his body with practiced ease.
If Bumblebee had of known the potential danger he was in, he would have run away screaming, but as it was, Shockwaves' mass and piercing optic keep him frozen to the spot. It wasn't until Shockwaves optic stopped and finally focused entirely on a very intimate part of Bumblebee's body, that Bee looked down and abruptly snapped his interface panel and his legs shut.
"Do you fraggin mind! I don't believe that its yours to openly look at" Shockwave looked up, into the very pissed off optics of Bumblebee, whose sudden fear of the big mech was- for the moment- forgotten.
"You have a cheeky mouth", Shockwave noted to no one in particular. "Perhaps that mouth could be put to better uses…"
Shockwave stalked forward forebodingly, and Bee visibly shrinked back as a large servo reached out to grab him.
"Don't fraggin TOUCH ME! You filthy Decepticreep!" Unfortunately, Shockwave dismissed the tiny Autobots' warning and Bee's burst of anger quickly turned into processor consuming horror. Looking around wildly, Bumblebee could see no escape rout, Shockwaves' mass was obstructing his vision as the other mech got closer and closer.
"Don't….. Please don't…." Begged a trembling Bumblebee.
"Begging will not save your pretty little mouth Autobot, now open wide…" Shockwave lurched forward and grabbed Bumblebee's jaw, effectively keeping him pinned equal to his straining spike.
"Nooowww!" Wailed Bumblebee around the vice like fingers that were keeping his head painfully still, even though he thrashed with all his might, and punched and kicked everything in his reach.
"Open wide Autobot, this will be a very tight fit for me, and a very uncomfortable one for you." Shockwave laughed cruelly, as he undid the latch on his spike housing and slowly moved his huge spike towards Bumblebee's open mouth.
"Stop, stop, stop!" In a last desperate attempt, as Bumblebee watched the huge and very unattractive spike move towards his delicate mouth, Bumblebee activated his stingers without even thinking of the consequences, and hit the first thing he laid optics on.
Shockwaves' spike.
Shockwave howled in pain and dropped to his knee's as one of the most sensitive parts on his body were thoroughly fried.
Bumblebee shot up, within a matter of seconds as his processor clicked that Shockwave wasn't going to be getting up for a while. Leaping to his feet, Bee raced to the automatic door, figuring that if Shockwave can walk through it, he can most certainly run through it.
Apparently not.
Bee came to a grinding halt, when Shockwaves' servo snaked out and grabbed his ankle tripping the speeding 'bot completely head- over- heels.
"Owww…" Bee rubbed his helm as he slowly picked himself up of the floor, only to come optic to optic with a very pissed off Shockwave.
"You", he snarled "Better hope your port can take a rough pounding."
Yanking Bumblebee up, Shockwave snarled again and dragged a kicking and screaming Bumblebee towards Megatron's locked wash racks.
~.:-:.~
Whilst Shockwave was dragging Bumblebee to the wash racks, Megatron- who was getting Bumblebee and his morning rations of energon- was completely oblivious to the fiasco occurring in his personal quarters. The Decepticon Supreme Leader was currently chatting away quietly to Soundwave.
"I don't even begin to grasp the concept as to why he hasn't been touched or interfaced before. I find it astounding! It is ridiculous! A 'bot his age should have had the pleasure of interface by now. Prime probably kept him 'pure' for himself, selfish fragger" Growled Megatron as he finished his rant.
Soundwave just shook his helm, sometimes even he could not fathom how thick his Lord could be at times.
"Suggestion: Bumblebee is of age to interface, but the hardships of war and constant fighting may have impacted on his chances of experiencing the pleasures of interface."
Megatron just shook his head and grumbled before turning to Soundwave again.
"You will accompany me to my quarters to see if we can get any other information out of this Autobot."
Soundwave obediently nodded his head and followed his heavy footed, but somewhat graceful leader down the hall.
Nearing Megatron's quarters, both mechs quickened their slow pace, as a high pitched, but easily recognizable voice called out chidingly.
"Oh mighty and gracious leader! I heard we have an Autobot captive, don't tell me one of your ridiculously thought out plans has actually worked and gotten our superior, and somewhat well led faction, an advantage?"
Megatron mentally cringed as the high voice reached his audio receptions, automatically turning the volume down, so the Seekers ridiculously high voice wouldn't damage anything. Beside him he heard Soundwave chuckle lowly. The other mech knowing full well that Starscream was coming and had already turned his reception volume down.
Bastard.
Megatron turned to the smug looking Seeker, and Starscream openly smirked at his leader, knowing that it would do nothing short of pissing Megatron off very quickly.
The Decepticon commander just snarled quietly at the annoying jet, wanting to do nothing more than beat him to a bloody pulp.
He turned to Soundwave with a hopeless, yet murderous look on his faceplates.
Why him? Of all the mechs you could have bonded with, you had to pick him.. The most loud and obnoxious of the lot!
Soundwave shrugged, hearing Megatron's thoughts clearly within his own mind, then turned to look affectionately and lustfully at his mate.
Starscream, thoroughly enjoying the attention flicked his wings proudly and licked his lips, wondering what it would take for him to make his bondmate leave his angry leaders side for a bout of interfacing.
The Seeker quickly thought otherwise as Megatron stalked forward, as if he knew Starscream's intentions.
"Lord Megatron, Suggestion: we continue to our original destination." Soundwave desperately hoped his leader would listen, even though Starscream and he were bonded, he couldn't save Starscream's cheeky mouth from Megatron's wrath.
However, Soundwave's words seemed to have the desired effect on Megatron, as the warlord gave Starscream one last look of disgust before promptly turning around and punching in the code to his quarters.
Soundwave turned back to his bondmate and just stared.
"What? I wanted to piss him off, and I'm not dead so calm down." And with a wave on his hand, Starscream walked away down the corridor, his shiny hips swinging.
Soundwave shook his head and laughed, then snapped his helm to the sound of Megatron's cry of outrage.
~.:-:.~
Soundwave rushed into Megatron's quarters, and not finding his leader anywhere, he walked briskly around the spacious berth into the adjoining room and Megatron's personal wash ranks.
And there, pinned up against the wall was Bumblebee, with his curvy legs pushed apart, which led to an open, but unused port, which had to fingers being roughly shoved inside.
Soundwave took all of this in within seconds, and quickly looked at Bee's faceplates, and the poor Autobot's expression said it all;
I don't want this!
Soundwave watched the energon tears run down Bee's face uncontrollably and could see the pain in his optics from being so roughly handled by the other mech who Soundwave hadn't even spared a glance for.
Megatron on the other hand had.
A snarl filled the air, as Megatron bared his sharp pointed teeth, his blood red optics focusing entirely on the mech who shouldn't be fucking anywhere his property.
Shockwave, who finally realized he and Bumblebee where not alone, lifted his head from Bumblebee's throat tubing and looked over his shoulder and froze.
He had not expected Megatron to come back so soon.
"My… My Lord…" Shockwave stuttered as Megatron closed in on him.
Soundwave quickly calculated the chance of Shockwave getting out of the room alive and a low 13% chance popped up on Soundwave's visor. Soundwave didn't necessarily like Shockwave, but he was good at his job, and the chances of the foolish mechs survival were getting smaller by the second.
"Lord Megatron suggestion: You look after distraught Autobot, while I deal with Shockwave"
Megatron just growled but stopped his approach on the cyclops.
Soundwave rushed forward, and slowly removed Shockwaves servo's from Bumblebee's port, his spark wrenching as he heard the small Autobot whimper from the pain.
Once Shockwave was no longer touching Bumblebee, Soundwave flipped Shockwave to the ground roughly, causing a couple of small dents to form in the heavy armor.
"Query: What are you doing?" Snarled Soundwave through his vocoder, the sound nothing more than angry static.
Shockwave looked over at his still seething leader.
"My Lord I apologize, I had no idea the Autobot was already claimed! Otherwise I would have never touched him."
Megatron snarled, "Your lucky your such a competent worker and your loyalty is in the right place Shockwave, however, next time I will not spare you. Soundwave get him out of my sight, and take him to Hook, have his spike housing sealed shut for a human week. Maybe then he will learn his lesson."
Turning away from Shockwave, Megatron never saw the look of hatred at utter loathing Shockwave gave him, or the look of complete desire and revenge Shockwave gave Bumblebee.
Megatron waited until the automatic door of his quarters sealed shut, before he approached Bumblebee.
"Come here Autobot I will not hurt you."
Bumblebee had other plans though, which consisted of curling up into a ball- after shutting his interface panel painfully- and sobbing quietly.
"Autobot" Megatron forcefully ground out in his no-nonsense tone, "come here."
Bumblebee just stayed where he was, completely ignoring the other mech.
Megatron was about to force Bumblebee up, when the said 'bot shuffled and a marking behind his right audio become clearly visible to Megatron.
"Bumblebee," said Megatron, his tone now changed to a soothing rumble, "come here"
Bee slowly raised his head, so he would get dizzy and purge his tanks. His helm hurt and his port hurt more, but he managed to look at the Decepticon commander, albeit bleary eyed.
Megatron, slowly opened his arms to the Autobot, who quickly hopped into his arms, and snuggled deep into the warmth of his armor.
Megatron reared his head back at the affectionate display before him, but settled down quickly when Bumblebee appeared to get restless.
"Hush now Autobot, it is okay. He will not touch you again."
Bumblebee just whimpered his reply, his processor to exhausted to come up with any dignified response. Shifting around to get more comfortable in the tyrants arms, Bumblebee cried out painfully as the movement caused his interface panel and his port to rub against each other.
Whimpering slightly as the pain became bearable, Bumblebee relaxed into the soothing touches of Megatron's gentle caresses on his back struts.
"Bumblebee…Bumblebee…"
"Mmmhhh…?" Came the smothered reply.
"Tell me, what is the marking behind your audio?"
"It's a tattoo."
Megatron's curiosity peaked at this new found information.
"What does it say?" He demanded.
Bumblebee, exhausted mentally and physically, didn't even realize what he was saying, as he was already half asleep.
"It says Meg…a…tron..."
And the plot thickens! Bahahaha
I will try to update more often now that we've settled in to our new house, your reviews are always a fantastic motivator as well, NEVER forget that! =)