Dancing For The Optics Of The Wicked

Chapter 7: Its a new day, And I'm feeling good.

//Yes, the title is from the song, Michael Buble- Feeling good. I really like that song and couldn't think of a title so here we go buddies yeah. Right, I'll let you get on with the chapter, also I suggest listening to feeling good :) okay Buh-Bye!//

Knockout stopped Motormaster before he could step within optic distance of the femme.

"Motormaster, Scalpel said he needed you a while back, I forgot to tell you." Knockout said, quickly piecing together a plausible excuse.

"Scalpel can wait, He's always pestering me about his new inventions, and honestly, I don't care anymore." Motormaster said, quickly sidestepping past Knockout, who almost growled.

"Oh. Hello Motormaster, Knockout." Arcee said as she almost bumped into the green and white Ferrari.

"Hey, Little Blue." Knockout waved, Arcee playfully rolled her optics at the mention of her nickname.

"Hey Arcee, I wanted to ask, there's a sweet place on earth with fantastic ground for automobiles, would you like to go with me for a drive?" Motormaster asked, his voice sounded to husky for Knockout's preference, this mech was up to something, he could feel it.

"Sounds lovely, Motormaster." Arcee smiled softly and Knockout couldn't help but find a wave of jealousy come over him, he wanted her to smile at him like that, not Motormaster.

"Catch up with you later about the details." Motormaster chided before spinning on his heel and making his exit.

"Not if I have anything to say about it." Knockout murmered to himself, when Motormaster was out of hearing range.

"What was that?" Arcee asked.

"Nothing."

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"Hey, Little Blue?"

"Yeah?"

"You still remember how to fight?"

"Of course, why?"

Knockout didn't answer but leapt at the femme, who nimbly dodged, although she dropped the datapad she was holding.

"Lord Megatron assigns us sparring partners, Everyone has one, guess who you were assigned to?" He smirked.

"You? Just my luck, then." Arcee teased.

She pounced, pushing the mech back a few feet, he took a second to compose himself before quickly grabbing her pede, swinging her around and away from him. She caught his knee and he buckled, dropping her in the process, but she landed on her pedes.

"Better luck next time, Racecar." She teased, cocking her hip.

Knockout's servo shot out, grabbing her pede, tripping her over and dragging her underneath his frame, with an almost sultry smile.

Arcee catches his optics, and the next minute she is cast in crimson; the rosy glow of his optics almost capturing her spark, his optics reminded her of how the dawn just gave light without being asked or told to. Simply amazing. She felt a strong pull towards Knockout.

When Knockout met her gaze, he felt drawn into her optics. The icy-blueness generated a feeling that he was being pulled into a lake of emotions. It was like all the myriad shades of blue swirled together, with a rim of pink, to form a whirlpool of apprehension.

Both of them leaned close, captured by each other. When their lips met, it was like someone had released fireworks. Knockout's mind burst with passion and his servos moved to her hips, while Arcee's had moved to his neck. //Honestly I'm fangirling and I fucking wrote it aaahh//

The two had to break away from each other, their vents where on high, catching their breath. Both of them didn't break their gazes on each other though.

Until Arcee coughed..

"Well, Um, we better get going.."

"Right, yes." Knockout said, standing up and walking after her, a goofy grin splattered all over his faceplate.

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Megatron stepped into Knockout's med-bay, when the crimson mech turned to face his master, he saw a bloody and broken Arcee in his arms.

Never before had Knockout noticed time was like water; that it can pass slowly, a drop at a time, even freeze, or rush by in a blink. In this slow time, coldness was colder and colours were brighter. All the while his insides felt as if nothing was there, nothing to need feeding, not to have anything at all.

"L-Lord Megatron, What happened!?" Knockout asked, hoping his master didn't hear the tremor in his voice, luckily, he didn't.

"Kiloracer had his chance." Megatron stated, he walked over and dumped Arcee into Knockout's awaiting arms.

"Fix her." Megatron said, stalking out of the room.

Knockout looked down at Arcee, who let out a choked sob. The mech began wiping away the energon and set to work on her wounds.

The red mech looked at his work, she was stable, physically. He let her hold on to him, he pushed his EM field wide, surrounding the femme with as much comfort as he could muster. Her vents were coming out in jagged sobs, and it broke Knockout's spark.

"Sorry." She mumbled, gaining her bearings, she was strong, she had experienced torture before, she could get over it.

"You have nothing to apologise for." Knockout said sternly, suddenly tightening his embrace on the azure femme, who returned it.

"Thank you." Arcee whispered, she felt Knockout smile into her neck.

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Arcee steeled herself. She was behind the curtains, waiting for them to rise and the music to start. She got into her starting position.

She had done this before, so she wasn't scared, but the Decepticons had gave her a different routine, there was a chair placed in the centre of the stage, when the curtains would rise, they would see her sat there, her legs open with her back to them. Her performance was sensual, more so than last time. She had rope in her subspace for a part of her performance, that was what worried her most.

Another person was also involved in her performance, she had to dance with this mech, they had practised separately, she didn't know who it was.

Her thoughts were gone as the curtain raised.

BOOYAH! Uh I have been procrastinating for a while so heres a chapter for you lol.

Ily, stay fresh my diamonds.

-Crystalarcee out