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Megatron x reader: Tease~

Knockout ground his dental together as you gazed at him smugly from your perch on Megatron's lap.
You were an infuriating heap of scrap and his one true enemy, as indicated by the marking on his wrist, but you were also Lord Megatron's spark mate, a position that placed you high up in the Decepticon chain of command.

You were untouchable, which meant Knock out couldn't decimate you the way he so strongly desired, but the same standard did not apply to him, a fact you'd taken advantage of numerous times.

Even now, as he reported the results of his latest mission to Megatron, you were mocking him, draping yourself over their esteemed leader like some kind of harlot as you waved your fingers at him before using them to casually trace the lines of Megatron's Decepticon insignia.

Only his deep respect for his leader and his determination to spite you by delivering his report flawlessly kept him from launching himself at you, though he still sneered at you when he finished speaking.

Megatron knew what was going on, of course, the names on either of your wrists were enough to clue anyone in on to what was going on, but he left you to your devices.

Knockout was loyal if somewhat single-minded, soldier and you were his spark mate and so long as it didn't interfere with his grand plans then you were free to snipe away at each other as you pleased.

On some level he even found it amusing that you two were constantly posturing like this, Knockout scrambling to win his attention and favor while you simply found pleasure in riling up the large 'con.

Even now the two of you were too caught up in your petty squabble to notice his smirk as he calculatingly placed a servo over your shoulder, a display that had Knockout frowning and you preening like the cat that got the canary.

This mudball of a planet held few amusements and your rivalry with Knockout was one of them. But You knew Megatron was smirking so you wanted him to do something to him so you slip you hand down is frame, you could feel him sliver.

You smirked and slowly went to sleep.