Warriors (Wheeljack X Oc)

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      I stand up and walk out of my ship. I wasn't sure how long I sat there though. I start walking towards the exit of the cave to leave, and I see Wheeljack's ship. "So he's back already?" I say to myself. I get pushed down and I get scared as I thought the insecticon found me. I kick the mech in the faceplate and run. I get shot down and the mech sits on my back. I try to get up and the bot places their servo on the back of my helm, pushing it down again. I started heating up and tears trail down my faceplate.

                      The mech leans down and his hot breath hits the back of my neck cables. I tense up and cry "Nnn! P-please...." The mech stops and I continue shaking and blushing. The mech blindfolds me and ties my hands behind my back. He then lifts me by my backplate and brings me into somewhere. The bot unties my servos and then shoves me to the wall. He grabs my servos and holds them over my helm with one of his own servos.

                      He strokes my neck lightly with his digit and lifts my chin. I start crying harder and the blindfold is removed from my optics. I keep my optics tightly closed and the mech wipes my tears away. "Soldier, hey, hey, hey. Don't cry, sweetheart." I open my optics slowly to see Wheeljack's worried face. He lifts me up and walks over to the seat of the ship. He holds me close to him and sets the ship to autopilot. The ship takes off and I yelp "My ship!!! I can't leave it here!!" "Relax. You can get it when we come back" Wheeljack calms me. I relax and cross my arms. "You acted like I was going to frag you, what was that about?" Jackie asks, worryingly. I whine, ignoring him. "Hey!! I'm not going to accept that attitude. What happened to you?"

                     His servo trails down my side and I wince when he touches the scratches on my side. Wheeljack picks me up and pulls his passenger seat down. He rotates it to the left and lays me on my chassis. His servo trails down my back and I grab the metal of the chair, tightly. "Where did you get these scratches?" He asks. He lifts me up and switches positions with me. Wheeljack lays down and sets me down on him. "Were you attacked?" He asks. I nod and press against him "An insecticon....." I whimper. "The damn thing harrased me! He called me pet a-and... and he--- he.... touched me in sensitive places." He growls and pulls me back up "Where did he touch you?" He asks sternly. I whimper "M-My rotors, my backplate, hip plates, frame, a-and...." I cover my mouth and he goes wide eyed a bit. I open my mouth and show him the scratch that the insecticon made that I could still feel. He then gets worried.

                          I lay back down on him and he grasps both of my rotors and spins them softly in his digits. After a minute or 2, he does the same to the rest of the places that the insecticon plagued with his touch. "Everytime I leave you, you always get hurt. I'm not leaving you again." He says. Wheeljack then gets off topic and asks "Anyways how did you get your ship? You build it yourself?" I shake my helm. "I-I might have----" He looks into my leaking optics and asks "What did you do?"

I'm sorry Wheeljack. But this is the truth. If I'm going to be killed after you help me over my harrasment, then let it be by your servos.......