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Scourge headed back towards his room, as he was exhausted from carrying Lancex who was the size of Optimus if not a little bigger. His weary feet led him to his berth. Upon reaching it, he crashed into recharge as he was that tired. And as he recharged, he had a very sensual dream, unaware that he had left his own groin panel open and his spike starting to stiffen as he thought of Lancex.

(Dream)

Scourge was sitting on his kingly berth, moaning, as Lancex was on his knees, licking and eagerly sucking on the dragon bot's stiff and leaky spike. Lancex loved the sounds that Scourge was making as Lancex eagerly kept going. Scourge looked down and smiled as Lancex looked at his mate, smiled, and continued on even though both wanted more.

Now, in a very submissive position, Lancex moaned as Scourge was fingering the other bots hot port while stroking his own impressive spike. It didn't take long for Scourge to realize that he wanted more. He wanted to breed this bot, and make this bot round with the dragon bot's sparklings. And so, Scourge lined up his stiff spike with Lancex's dripping port, and with a simple thrust, Scourge was buried deep inside. Lancex moaned deeply, as he felt the stiff and hot spike deep inside his wet port. Scourge smiled a huge grin and began to thrust in and out fast and hard yet lovingly and with care. "You are mine and belong to no one else" Scourge uttered, lost in a heat like frenzy. He was claiming what he believed was his.

"Yes, my king… all yourssss" Lancex moaned in response. Scourge was thoroughly pleased with the response and continued to frag the helpless bot. But just as he was about to overload, Lancex seemed to fade away, as did everything else.

(End of dream)

Scourge then woke up with a start, his spark racing and his systems covered in his own overload fluids. Scourge sighed at that, as he hadn't realized he had forgotten to close his groin paneling once again when he recharged. He also noticed his own spike was still stiff and ready to go. Before he could leave, he tended to his needy spike. Then he cleaned up before heading out. He headed for the rec room, hoping to find the bot who would eventually become his mate, or so he hoped.