Megatron's Vehicon

Bonding moments

It was the last light of the day, B6 had noticed the sun setting beneath the clouds. Just as he laid his helm down he got a comm call. He groaned instantly knowing who it was. He answered.

"B693." Megatron said boredly once again.

"Yes Lord Megatron." It was no question, he already knew and made his way on the familiar path. He had hated their last encounter, it made him feel horrible on many levels. His un-uniqueness was the front and center of their conversation, and he was kicked out without even being given the chance to feel that satisfying tingle.

He stood in front of the large door, dreading the moment he entered. The door opened automatically. He entered slowly and shyly, not unlike the first time he'd entered. He saw Megatron sitting on his berth, fore arms on his lap and impatient optics. B6 gulped and stood still.

"Come here Soldier." He almost cooed. B6 shuffled his way over. The warlord grabbed him and pulled him down to the berth with him.

B6 wiggled to sit up but Megatron held him still and close.

"B693." Megatron warned. At this B6 froze in fear, Megatron sighed and began attempting to mimic B6's pattern he traces on his spark. Megatron attempted the soothing action, however his sharp digits only instilled more fear into B6.

Megatron quickly noted that and turned B6 around to face him. B6 could barely look at him, he sat in Megatrons lap, quivering. Megatron held his shoulders and pulled him forward into an embrace. B6 felt his frame heat up from Megatrons own warmth.

"Soldier. You are all fragments of one con, all apart of the original, and yet I've found that your shattered nature has left you indestructible. You're all already too broken to be broken again." Megatron 'complimented'. "And I know you're the most shattered of them all. Allow me to show you how indestructible you are."

B6 felt his chassis being tugged at. It only shifted slightly, but that was enough for megatron to dig in and trace the inner wiring. It convinced B6 to open up his entire Chasis and give Meghatron full disclosure on his golden spark. B6 was laid down and cradled as Megatron played with the small wisps of glowling smoke that came from B6.

"So bright." Megatron said ammused. B6 became flustered and turned away, however Megatron grabbed his shoulder and turned him back around. He returned to stroking the highest barrier of B6's core. B6 became a squirming mess of pleasure, the light traces felt like constant waves of goosebumps running all over his frame and and almost tickilish sensation attacking his inner wires. Soon enough he began panting and whimpering. Megatron enjoyed the noises his little trooper was making. He looked so small and frigile in his grasps. He truly was nothing more than a shattered peice of a puzzle.

Megatron shifted his own chasis open and looked down at B6 with an expectant look. B6 nodded and placed his shaky servo on the purple barrier, shakily drawing swirls and circle on the spark. Megatron felt a thrill of ease wash over all his tight joints as he gave B6 full reign on his spark. He once again returned his attention to B6, feeling the humm of an engine right behind the spark. However he could not leave B6 with all the pleasure.

He lifted up the soldier and leaned on him. He pressed their sparks together, literal sparks flew as Megatrons rough barrier rubbed against B6's soft core. He screamed as he felt the rough surface rub against his own. Megatron jolted back from the sudden wave of defiance he felt off of B6's spark. The pain forced the troopers sparks defence to lash out.

As Megatron hovered over the Vehicon he watched as B6's servos covered and attempted to soothe his harmed spark.

Megatron leaned all the way back on his wall and sighed. The Trooper was truly too delicate to deal with his rough barrier. He knew what he wanted. He wanted a temporary bond with the Vehicon, but his barrier stood in the way of that, but it also stood in the way of a spark bond. But he could not bond with the trooper, he was a clone, his spark too weak. Only one solution. But it put slight... fear into Megatron. Removing his barrier would leave him vulnerable.

He shook the thought out of his helm. He would bot be vulnerable. The vehicon was loyal to him, and on a different scale to all the others. This gave him a strike of confidence and began the process of removing the barrier.

B6 was left panting on the berth, still in shock and pain. When Megatron leaned over him once more he jerked and stiffened. But when he saw Megatrons spark without it's barrier he could only gasp. It was a violent purple that was reaching for his own spark. He tried sinking deeper into the berth, but Megatron eventually connected with the trooper, and instead of pain, he felt intense pleasure.

He wrapped his servos around Megatrons helm, savoring the pleasure just in case it returned into pain. And that's how the two stayed for the entire night. Returning pleasure to each other in little bursts from their sparks.

It was the best feeling B6 had ever experienced. It felt like his entire body was intertwining with something that constantly massaged and soothed his frame. He hoped Megatron felt the same, and indeed he did. But instead he also felt his spark seeping through, Megtaron had to constantly lift up so the two wouldn't accidentally bond forever, he just wanted the pleasure for this moment. He'd make sure there was nothing tying the two together.

However his assumptions on a clones spark lead them to creating much more.