Transformers Prime X Reader Oneshots/Lemons [REQUESTS CLOSED]

Flirting With Danger 2 (Megatron x Femme Reader) Lemon

Description - Having seduced your fellow leader, you wonder what awaits you in his dungeon of secrecy

Warning!!: Contains dominating smut

Never in my rightful mind could I imagine myself being in the very quarters of the Decepticon leader, but here I was. I was just in the hallway trading spit with the warlord himself from my daring attempt to flirt with danger. My confidence had earned me a pleasant visit to Megatron's own secret playroom as I expected.

I was brought in first through the panel doors of his dorm, to which I was unclear of what would lie ahead. As I walked into the room, I saw his giant berth sitting against the wall in the center with it's own spiky menacing style that matched the very shoulder plates of the gladiator. To the right there was a table with energon supplements gathered on top and beyond that against the wall illuminated by light laid trophies displayed next to each other that Megatron had collected during the war I presumed.

Across from the room from the table there were metal chains that hung from the ceiling and traced along the ground. The setup reminded me of the interrogation room where we held Autobots or other prisoners captive on board the ship. The room didn't have much but the outlook of his berth and the chains was intimidating enough. Besides, I could only guess a couple of things my leader would use his quarters for mostly.

I felt Megatron's presence behind me followed by his heavy pedes hitting the floor.

"Enjoying my trophies I see" he spoke proudly. He bent over with his helm hovering above me and he caressed the side of my frame with the back of his digits. I almost gasped at the sudden touch. I looked up into his glowing red optics. His pupils dilated.

"You'd be a fine addition to my collection", he growled hungrily.

"How about you polish me first?", I grinned. The warlord laughed in his chest deeply.

Within moments I had myself entangled within the brisk chains that provided cuffs for Megatron to latch around my wrist and ankle guards. My spark was filled with adrenaline having been imagining one of my fantasies become a reality. I didn't want to hold back anything against my master. I didn't care if he was in control.

I stood up with my arms interlaced together above my helm. Megatron paced around me admiring my vulnerable frame presented before him. The lighting above us reflected against his broad chassis with his handsomely grey finish. He stopped in front of me and pulled my chin up, drawing me closer to his face. This felt like a repeat of when I was challenging him earlier with a stare down.

"Submit to me (Y/n), and I will show you the real meaning of engaging with a gladiator of Kaon", Megatron tempted. I puffed my chest out and licked my dermas, turned on by his possessiveness.

"My last words before we came here still stands", I fluttered my optics. He bared his denta at me and hissed, pulling away to creep behind me. He started groping my breast plate with his sharp digits, and without warning he bit into the crevice of my neck. I cried out from the sudden sharp pain, groaning as he continued caressing my chest.

"How's that for a taste?", he teased. He continued gnawing at my neck cables, touching my body with his slick digits feeling the details on my frame. His grip on me trailed down towards my lower region. I squirmed as the chains holding my arms up chimed and rattled. My body was inflamed with satisfaction and I craved for more that the warlord had to offer. I pushed my aft back to rub against the towering mech behind me, urging him to move faster. Megatron grabbed my hips in response and pulled my body against his aggressively.