A/N: This shouldn't be too messed for most of you because if you are one of those people (including me) that think that tarn is supremely 'lemon worthy' than obviously you are messed up too.
For those of you who do not know who he is, Tarn aka glitch (previously) is the leader of the DJD, decepticons justice division. There's more information on him on the mtmte wikia. This was actually a lemon I've always wanted to do but i never did because I only like cannon tarn. I didn't want to portray him as a "gentle" giant because that's not him at all. Many of his female fans like him because he isn't loving and gentle but a quiet and darkly sassy serial killer but there are many readers who only like fluff but if you are a reader who only approves of fluff do not read this, its consensual but there is absolutely no love. Now for those of you who are going to be reading this lemon it will definitely be long and be more about thinking rather than talking.
Wow long freaking title and intro...
Warnings: Extremley dark! This will be consensual (sorta). There's BDSM just without the "toys" however its more of an emotional form of torture rather than physical. A rather cannon acting Tarn. Absolutely no fluff. Slight violence.
Triggers: domestic violence, slightly suicidal portrayal of character and murder.Creators = Parents
Vorn = 83 years
Megacycle = Day
NanoKlik = Seconds"Y/N"
You huffed and ignored the voice of the tall blind mech in the room.
"Y/N?"
Silence, that's all that one of your captors was getting from you.
"Almost a whole vorn and you still haven't learned to respond to your superiors, tsk - tsk I would hate to have to inform Tarn of your behavior."
You glanced over at the grinning opticless mech. It wasn't like he didn't already know where you were in the room. He always knew, whether you were hidden or not . It frightened you. Accompanied with his vicious looking pet and the fact that he literally no source of optics was freaky. They all were, Vos, Helex, him, Tesuraus and Nickel. But Tarn was the worst. Oh he was far worse. He knew how to get into peoples helms, and break them mentally, before he could do it physically. He reminded you a lot of your creators.
And because of that notion, you were drawn to him like a scavenger to a dead carcass. You submitted without him even doing anything. You begged and pleaded for him to end your life without him even thinking that it was his to end. It was your dumb decision for even seeking him out after you joined the ranks and dropping to your knee plates the moment you saw him like he was some god. Now for almost a whole vorn you've been living (barely) in his living quarters. He could have killed you and he wanted to. He also wanted to do it slow, but that's what you wanted right? You werent going to get what you wanted. Mainly because you never do.
So he provided you with the second best thing to death, living with them. Like some type of pet. Not even, they had a pet and he was treated better than you. You slept on the deck plates and were only invited to sleep on his berth when ever he was feeling needy. You most likely never fueled more than once a day. You could fuel more but you never exactly trusted what he gave you to consume. He could just get rid of you any time he felt that they were bored with "punishing" you by keeping you alive and you weren't taking chances especially when you are just starting to develop self esteem again.
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