Hello! As promised, a new chapter with a Cass and Megatron reunion and something is going on with our little drone… Not that the warlord has any complaints. ;} Sorry it's so short though. It has been a very busy month for me so I kind of rushed this one to get it done because I don't think I will have a lot of time to work on chapter fourteen for the rest of the week. I do have a lot of ideas for what is next to come, and I have definitely been planning on throwing the Autobots into the mix as well.
Special shout outs too: CreepyLolita, Cao dreams in books, and maria-ioanna984. I just want to say thank you ladies so much. I come home every day smelling like pickles and I look forward to hearing from my readers every night I come home from work. I really wasn't expecting to get such a reaction from the last chapter, and I am glad to everyone is still having fun. Cass loves you all!
To CreepyLolita, I really like your name. When I first read your review, I automatically got that 'Creepy Girl' song stuck in my head. Made me feel nostalgic before it made me feel a little old XD. To Cao, I hope I don't embarrass you more, but you are still such a sweetheart! Cass and I hug you back M' dear. To maria-ioanna984, my favorite crazy Greek strikes again! I talk about you to my friends at work all the time (mostly because I don't usually see you're reviews until lunch time), and they look forward to hearing from you just as much I do. You are definitely one of a kind.
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MERCY
Chapter 13
The Plan
Cass had left the communications bridge nearly ten minutes ago and Soundwave was beside himself with worry. The drone's plan was extremely over the top, and the silent mech could not believe he let Cass talk him into agreeing with it. But it was too late for him to back on it now. Soundwave had already called Starscream to try and convince him to talk to Megatron. Make him think that this idea was his to begin with. The seeker was so desperate for approval it wouldn't be that hard to be convincing, but that was not the part of the plan the third in command was so worried about. It was the fact that Cass was going to address Megatron about this plan… Alone. He did everything he could to convince the young drone that he didn't have to go to Megatron. That they could find another way to save Breakdown, or Soundwave could go to Megatron instead, but the Vehicon absolutely insisted that it had to be him. Cass needed to be the one to report to the warlord.
Before Soundwave could wrap his helm around what was happening the sweet Vehicon was gone. Out the door and down the hall leaving the communications officer alone with his thoughts… Or at least he felt alone. Before Cass slipped out of the room, both he and Soundwave started quarreling back and forward with each other, and Knockout was completely forgotten about. Not that he really had anything to add, but he did take the opportunity to study their interactions with each other. It was unquestionably astonishing to watch Soundwave's behavior around Cass. Their relationship didn't appear to be higher officer and drone, and it was most apparent when they started to argue. The medic even found it a little amusing, and a strange thought had crossed his mind. They didn't act like leader and subordinate, drone and Cybertronian, not even lovers… They seemed to be acting like sparkling and creator. It had been so long since he had seen such a behavior it nearly passed him by, but it was just the right fit. Knockout began to wonder if they also saw it. If Soundwave, of the two, noticed he treated Cass like he was his own youngling.
"This explains so much…" Knockout tried to be rhetorical quietly, but Soundwave heard him anyway.
"Query." The silent mech signaled telepathically, now that he had reset his visor after Cass had left. "Explanation?"
"Hm?" The medic hardly noticed he was thinking out loud. Not until Soundwave reestablished his presence to him. "Oh! No. It's nothing. I'm just trying to distract myself since I don't really have a play in this plan of Cass's."
The telepath nodded and walked over to a work station were Cass left Laserbeak to rest. He was just about to start his repairs on her haul, but Knockout took one of the repair utensils out of his servo.
"Let me do that for you." He said calmly. "You've got enough on your processor and Starscream will be here any minute anyway."
"Assistance: Not necessary." Soundwave tried to take back the tool. "Soundwave: More than capable—."
"I never said you weren't capable." The red mech interrupted him. "Like I said, Cass didn't have a job for me, so all I have to do is wait and see if the plan works… To wait for Breakdown to come back." He glanced down at Laserbeak and put on his best fake smile. "Please Soundwave… I really need to do something to keep me busy."
The third in command went back to appearing emotionless. He looked at Knockout while he teetered his helm. His blank visor briefly reflecting his EM field, before he finally decided he would allow it. "Assistance: Accepted. Caution: Laserbeak. Temperamental."
"Oh I remember." Knockout rubbed his forearm, caressing his door-wing through a not all to recent memory of the symbiote. Almost every two or three months (three if Laserbeak had anything to say about it) the medic would give both Soundwave and Laserbeak a physical and check their internal workings. The communications officer was always the ideal patient, but the symbiote almost never let the red mech near her. Every appointment made was like a fight to the death. She struggled, she fought, she clawed, she scratched, she even pecked at Knockout in an overexaggerated attempt to flee the med-bay. She really doesn't like it when others touch her without it being her idea first, and she let the mean medic know it. Her last checkup ended with a large scratch up the length of Knockout's door-wing. That day didn't end well for either of them, because the minute Laserbeak scratched his paint job, the red mech had strapped her down to the examination table. The cut was so deep it took Knockout a week to properly buff it out.
Soundwave found the grimacing on Knockout's face to be amusing. Of course he never condoned Laserbeak's behavior, but he never properly disciplined her for her actions. "Knockout: Left to own devices. Soundwave: Catalogue more data."
"Very well. Go ahead." The medic lightly shooed the silent mech aside when he felt Soundwave linger just a little too long. Then he fixed his attention back towards Laserbeak. "As for you… You little scrap. If you hold still for me long enough, I just might be able to turn off your pain receptors before I get started… Not that you really earned the sympathy."
Laserbeak vibrated angerly over the workstation and emanated a low pulsing sound that resembled something like a growl. Knockout didn't take it personally. The feeling was mutual after all, but he did want to fix her haul with as little trouble as possible. So, he sat in front of her and tried to be convincing with his subtle movements. When she tried to back away, the red mech gently rested a servo over one of her wings.
"You know, Cass is still worried about you." He smiled. Noticing how she stilled at the very sound of Cass's name. "He would feel a lot better if he knew you were fixed. So, if you stay still for me long enough, I will be able to repair your haul with little hassle…" He slowly slid his digits under her frame and carefully searched for a small switch inside her main seam. Normally he would just open her top paneling and access all of her wiring or programing through there. But that was the same place she was damaged, and he didn't want to aggravate the injury by opening and closing the small panel slot. "If you can't behave for me, then at least do it for Cass. Alright?"
Laserbeak straightened her wings and decompressed over Knockout's servo. She surrendered to the medic entirely and allowed him to adjust any switches he needed to reach. Every so often she would jerk upward when he accidently pinched a sensitive wire. Knockout did send out a signal to her and apologized for being a little aggressive. He was starting to understand why she didn't really like her checkups very much. Laserbeak was surprisingly sensitive under her armor. It wasn't long until he found the switch he was looking for. If their scheduled appointments ever went as smoothly as this, he would've found it a lot sooner and spare the poor symbiote some grief. But now that Knockout got her to relax, he could finally get to work on her repairs.
"Good girl." He praised her as he reached for a small welding tool. "Remember, stay still."
She didn't really feel anything happening, but Laserbeak was still startled by the sound of crackling and zapping coming off the length of her back. It wasn't as unpleasant as she thought it was going to be, so she beeped respectfully and just waited for it to be done with. Knockout was very happy with how she was responding to him, so while he kept working, he turned some of his attention back to Soundwave.
"Just so you know," he addressed the silent mech while Laserbeak was still distracted, "I was serious about that full examination for Cass."
Soundwave twisted his frame to once again glare blankly at the red mech, but Knockout quickly defended himself before any literal sparks began to fly. "You do recall our discussion about the young Vehicon back in the med-bey, don't you?"
The third in command raised his shoulders attentively. He had actually put that knowledge aside for the time being, but he hardly wanted to discuss it now. Everything was moving so fast and uneven around him. Soundwave just wished time could slow down for just one minute because it was all becoming too much, and he didn't know how much more his spark could take… Or how much longer he could hide it.
"The last thing I want is to put more on the table. Really…" Knockout could tell Soundwave was struggling to keep his EM field in check. The unemotional mech was starting to lose control of his emotions bit by bit for the past couple of days, and it was starting to drain on the mechs around him as well. So the medic did his best to be quick about it, which was convenient since they were pressed on time anyways. "But you don't have to do anything about it right now, and that exam can wait until Cass is ready for it. No pressure."
What Knockout had just said was actually a relief. The communications officer was not above multitasking, but it is a lot easier for him when his processor wasn't over heating with conflict. "Previous request: Additional information of Vehicon drone CA-591-AN. Not yet acquired." He added before the medic could ask.
"I figured, and we can also come back to that later." Knockout paused so he could switch his tools. With a wire brush and some tweezers he started brushing and picking away any loose metal chips on Laserbeak's back. "As for his core pulse, I left my computer running through all of the medical records I currently have on file. It's a big list, so it will take a while to get through it all."
"Knockout: Computer left running? Openly?" The communications officer found this to be a bit odd.
"Yes, but I disconnected the monitor and silenced the console. If anything pops up while I'm gone, I'm sure it'll be waiting there for me."
Soundwave didn't find this to be very logical. Even for Knockout, this was just lazy, but before he could really address the medic's mistake, Starscream entered the room. He carried himself with dignity, but his EM field blustered like a storm of overflowing frustration.
"This had better be worth my time, Soundwave…" The second in command hissed. The seeker ogled the corner of the room and noticed Knockout toiling with something. Before he asked why the medic was in the communications bridge, Starscream asked something else… And it nearly warranted his death sentence. One that would've been carried out by Soundwave if Knockout hadn't spotted him lifting his data feelers in at threatening manner behind the seeker's back. "What happened to Laserbeak?"
Cass stood outside of the throne room for a long time, trying his best to gather enough courage to step inside and address his master. After asking around the store rooms where Megatron was recently seen, he was directed to the part of the ship all drones were forbidden to go near without being summoned first. So now, he was going to have to both break his promise, and then break the rules to do it… This just wasn't going to be easy.
"Oh… Come on Caspian." He shook and bounced a little to pump himself up. "This is for Officer Breakdown… For Officer Knockout. They're counting on you… You can do this."
The Vehicon gently jumped on his pedes and twitched his helm. He pushed himself to hold out his shaking servo. Slowly reaching out to activate the intercom… And speak to the warlord… The mech he had spent the night with not too long ago… And…
"Oooohhh!" Cass could've sworn he could feel the heat of his face-plate through the metal of his battle visor. He covered his optical slit with both servos and swung from side to side. "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Get yourself together!" Still flustered, he took a few more deep intakes and gently rocked his frame.
"You can do this…" He repeated. "You can do this. You can do this. You can do th—."
"Either announce yourself or get away from the fragging door!" Megatron hollered through the steel entrance, frightening the smaller mech so badly he slipped on his pedes. Cass began to hyperventilate and violently shook against the wall. He had to clasp onto the door frame to pull himself up. As soon as he was up right, he didn't hesitate and pushed the intercom.
"Uh… I… Uh…" His vocals wavered and he was internally kicking himself in the processor for his own irony. He was now brave enough to push a button to communicate with the tyrant, but now he was too intimidated to say anything. So he took in one more deep intake and forced himself to say something… Anything. But all he managed was a weak huff. "Mm… My… M' Lord…"
There was a gap of silence and it was the longest time Cass had to live through. He was expecting more yelling, more anger. But then again, that was what he was expecting the first time he was left alone with Megatron. There is a chance that could change on a dime and Cass knew this. His vents held in air waiting desperately for Megatron to reply. Instead the doors swung open in front of him. A waft of stale, musky air enveloped Cass's vents and he sighed over the familiarity of the scent… It was the scent of the warlord Megatron, and it was somehow calming. It beckoned the young drone inside and he followed the taste of the air. It was dark inside, except for the red glow of luminescent markings against the walls. Another intimidating atmosphere that Cass soon found himself trapped in.
"Caspian…" Megatron called to him from the back of the room, turning around just in time to watch the small Vehicon jump when the doors closed tight behind him. The tyrant forced himself to hold back a wicked smirk. Ever since his attempt to substitute the young model, Megatron had spent the rest of his afternoon flying to clear his head, but even that failed to gratify his unwanted impulses. The last thing he thought might help was to go to his throne room. Surely his inner sanctum would be enough to squelch his burning thoughts… And if Cass hadn't shown up out of nowhere, it may have helped. Now that the object of his desires was presented in front of him, all restraint was thrown to the fire. Almost all of it.
He wasn't ready to reveal how eager he was to see Cass again… Not yet. Megatron liked to play with his prey after all. "I am surprised to see you. It has only been a day and a half."
"Hah…" Cass slowly walked to the center of the room and shuttered when he heard his voice again. "I am… Sorry M' Lord. I know I have promised—."
"Yes. That is right…" The warlord stepped down from the main console where he was standing and sauntered over to the terrified drone. "You did promise me you would stay away. We agreed two days, correct?"
"Y-yes… Lord Megatron." The drone felt heat rising from the pits of his tanks. Something was happening to him, but he didn't know what. "Please forgive me… But I have news… News of Officer Breakdown… And the reconnaissance mission in Russia."
Everything was becoming a blur and Cass worried he was going to lose track of his thoughts. He needed to focus somehow… He needed to get Megatron's attention and hold onto it with all his might.
"And what news have you brought me…? Caspian." Cass didn't even notice he had closed his optics until Megatron was standing over him. One large servo ghosted over the Vehicon's arm, and the other working its digits under his battle visor. The warlord's exhaust trailed down Cass's neck and chassis, causing the young mech to swoon into a partial embrace. It was strange how quickly he was finding himself lost in his master's arms. Why was he being distracted so easily? The question would have to wait… Cass was on a mission, and he needed to finish it… And when Megatron pulled off his mask and stared at him with those familiar hungry optics again, he knew he needed to finish it fast.
"M' Lord," the smaller mech tilted his helm back, "Officer Breakdown has been abducted… And I know where he is…"
"And this is the news that was so important, you would break your promise to me?" The tyrant slid the Vehicon's visor along the floor and grazed his free servo along the side of Cass's helm.
"No…" Cass whispered over Megatron's thumb placed on his bottom derma. "It's my idea behind it… I humbly request your audience… M' Lord…"
"Idea?" The silver mech quirked an optic ridge. "And what would this plan entitle?"
"Forgive my boldness…" The Vehicon tried not to whisper, but he had no control over his vents. "But it is no secret that you still have trouble trusting Commander Starscream… I have a plan to test his loyalty to you."
"Mm…" Megatron hummed curiously. "Interesting… Alright, I'll bite. Tell me your plan."
That was easier then Cass thought it would be. Now all he had to do is convince the tyrant his plan would work, while sowing the seed that it was his idea to begin with. The drone knew this wouldn't be as easy. "As we speak, Commander Soundwave is discussing the details of Officer Breakdown's mission to Commander Starscream. He has no idea that I am here, telling you beforehand… Ah!" He gasped when Megatron started teasing the drone's audio receptor, and pinching wires in the seams on his back. "Mmm… M' Lord. Y-you can use this… You can use this against Commander Starscream…"
"How so?" The larger mech grinned sinisterly. Enjoying the sounds emanating from his tiny lover… Oh yes. Megatron was serious about making it official, he was more than ready to call Cass his lover, and he wanted nothing more than to ravish him… But he also found Cass's presentation very intriguing, so he slowed his engines, and gave the Vehicon room to finish what he started.
Cass quickly composed himself and continued his speech. "When Commander Starscream arrives to deliver the news I have just given you… He will more than likely suggest you send a rescue party to retrieve Officer Breakdown…"
"And you want me to agree with him?" The warlord was beginning to lose interest. Why would he bother sending anyone to rescue someone so easily captured?
"You can, M' Lord." The drone lazily slid his servo up and down Megatron's forearm. "But I would suggest you say no…"
"Oh?" This was now getting very interesting. "Why would you want me to do that?"
"To see how Commander Starscream would react." Cass sighed when Megatron's servos slowed their pace. "Would he obey your wishes and stand down? Or will he go against you, and send out a fleet behind your back? In the end… You either find out if you can trust your second in command… Or you regain one of your higher officers… Whatever the outcome, at least for you M' Lord… It is a win-win."
Out of nowhere Megatron grasped the base of the small mech's chin and forced his helm upward. The warlord's optics slanted. He didn't look angry, but his faceplate loomed over Cass sternly. He expected the drone to stare back at him fearfully and he wasn't disappointed. Those beautiful wide optics shimmered in apprehension and Megatron sighed lustfully. "If I didn't know any better, my dear Caspian…" He leaned closer to Cass and lightly tightened his hold on the base of the drone's jawline. "I would say you are trying to manipulate me."
He was caught. Cass knew beforehand that his master would see through his attempt to trick Megatron to send out a rescue party through Starscream, and he also knew that once he was caught there was no way around it. So he didn't lie or try to cover it up. Instead he softly exhaled and fluttered his optics half open.
"Perhaps I am M' Lord." The sweet Vehicon whispered. "But… Would you have taken my proposal seriously if I just asked out right?" The heat in Cass's frame suddenly spiked and motivated him to partially open his oral cavity. Megatron's thumb was coaxed into the corner of the gorgeous mech's mouth, and he nearly lost his mind when Cass started to gently lick the tip of the digit. "Or would you prefer it if I had begged you?"
The last thing Cass had said was not part of his plan at all. He had no inkling of what had possessed him to act so… Strangely. It was a spur of the moment thought, but he never had the idea to seduce the warlord. He wouldn't know how to for one thing, but the very instant he heard Megatron's deep rumbling vocals, something ignited in his spark. He wasn't even aware of how much he longed for the tyrant's touch until he was wrapped in the silver mech's large arms. The Vehicon didn't even realize he was suckling on Megatron's thumb until he felt his glossa being pushed down. His mouth was being pried further open so the tyrant could slip in two more digits. The thick metallic fingers wriggled around Cass's glossa and massaged the oral muscle attentively. He gently pinched and pulled along the length of the small tongue, and he loved watching the thin beads of oral lubricants drizzling down the side of Cass's chin.
"I prefer obedience." Megatron growled with a dark look in his optics. "Fealty to a fault whether it comes from admiration or fear…"
The weak drone closed his optics and mewled around his master's digits with an unexpected amount of eagerness. It felt like he was being kissed with a servo, and Cass somehow found this arousing. Of course, Megatron was also getting his kicks from listening to his new lover's sounds of pleasure.
"You're approach in this presentation to me was very bold… And you're plan against me was very well placed and cunning."
"Ah!" Cass shivered nervously. He knew there was a chance he could anger the warlord, he wasn't expecting it to happen while Megatron had his servo in his mouth. A sudden image of his glossa being torn from his cavity was enough to frighten Cass to struggle. He tried to pull away, but his master had other ideas of his own. Megatron removed his servo and replaced it with his lip-plates. With a desperate open kiss he found enough energy to grab and swing the lithe drone around. There was a small distance to the console behind them, and that is where the tyrant rested Cass on his back.
"No one has ever tried to be so daring… Not even Starscream." That was a bit of lie. Starscream would've definitely tired something conniving like this… He just didn't have the cleverness to back it up.
"Lord… Megatron…" The Vehicon heaved lustfully. "I…"
"Shhh…" The larger mech hushed him. "You are full of surprises… And I don't think I've ever been so attracted to another mech in my entire function."
"Oh…" The drone moaned and writhed under Megatron's frame. The mysterious heat in his frame had pooled into his limbs and he became clay. Willing and ready to let his leader mold and manipulate his body however the warlord pleased. He was so deep in his desire, Cass almost forgotten why he had come to the throne room in the first place.
"Lord Megatron." The second in command's voice brought Cass back to the realm of reality, and he pushed against Megatron's Chassis. "I humbly request your audience. May I enter?"
With a very evil smile Megatron stood up straight and caressed Cass's struts. "Put your pedes on the console, and tuck in your legs."
"M' Lord?" The young model questioned but obeyed. He slid upward and hugged his calves, making himself look as small as possible behind the warlord's frame… And immediately, lust turned into horror when he said the unthinkable in front of Cass.
"Yes Starscream." Megatron smirked wickedly. "Feel free to come inside."
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