You couldn't remember how long it's been since Megatron held you captive. Hours? Days? Weeks?!
The worst Megatron has done was leave bite marks over your sensitive spot on your neck and mess with your valve with his digit. You could feel his spike press up against you every time, but he couldn't seem to follow through with it.
There were moments where you felt bad for him - honestly! You could only imagine how alone he felt; separated from the other Decepticons.
Then again, when you think about his behavior, you can only imagine it's a relief for his comrades to not have to deal with it.
Suddenly, you saw him yawning and stretching his arms out. 'Oh no.' you widened your optics as he walked over to you.
"Cmon," he picked you up and laid you across his shoulder. You yelled at how he handled you.
"Hey, put me down!" You protested, kicking your peds and hitting his back with your fists.
"I haven't left you alone all day! You think I'll just put you down that easily?" He reminded you, slapping his hand on your aft.
You yelped, your faceplate heating up, before feeling him lift you off his shoulders and set you down on the giant cement berth at the end of the cave. "Scoot in." He ordered.
You crossed your arms over your chest plate and brought your left leg over your right, glaring at him. "No."
"No? I don't think you have a choice." He leaned his face plate to yours. "Now lay down."
"Make me-"
Your jaw dropped and your optics widened. You saw the worst smile you could've ever gotten from Megatron.
'Oh FRACK!'
Megatron's cervo pushed you down on the berth and he went to your lower armour, opening it and slicking his tongue over your super super super extremely super valve. You jerked, but his cervos went to your hips and held you in place.
You were on the verge of hitting yet another painful high when he stopped and straightened himself. He then leaned over you, brushing his cervo over your side and chest plate. You tried wedging your legs under him to kick him away, but his hips were against yours.
His cervo then went up, over your chest plate, and made its home on the back of your helm. You shivered at what he would do next. "Megatron.. please-"
You were cut off from his lips being planted on yours, gently holding your helm in place. His tongue shoved its way into your mouth, wrestling your own tongue. You tried shoving him off, but failed when he grabbed your cervos with his free one and pinned them above your helm, intertwining his digits with yours.
You felt him pull back and took in a deep breath, a trail of saliva following him. What you didn't notice was Megatron repositioning himself against you until it was too late.
"No no don't-" you begged before gasping, his entire spike filling you and your valve. Your optics immediately began lubricating and you felt your insides being ripped apart.
Megatron looked down at your form and gently grabbed you, pulling your torso toward his and wrapped his arms gently around you. Your cervos gripped his shoulders. Your strength and energy trying to fight back was gone.
You winced and whined feeling his spike slide out before pushing back into you slowly. You heard Megatron groaning into your neck, feeling one cervo release you and grip the berth hard.
All you felt was pain. You kept whining when noise slipped out of you.
Until... it didn't?
Your pain turned into pleasure. Suddenly... Megatron's groans into your neck were... hot? attractive?
