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Reality is a Nightmare	By : geminigirl83 Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > AU/AR Views: 2727 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Reality is a Nightmare
Pairing: Lockdown/Prowl; implied Prowl/Yoketron; slight Lockdown/Yoketron
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: SPOILERS for episode--Five Servos of Doom,character death, PWP, anal, angst, bondage, non-con
Summary: (1/1; AU) Alternate scene from when Lockdown captures Prowl.
A/N: Written for bluedragonstarheart over at y! gallery. I thought I should share it here. :)

Prowl grunted as he was tossed onto the examination berth. The binds protruding from Yoketron’s helmet grew tighter and tighter. Prowl could feel his armor starting to buckle under the force, and he whipped his head away as Lockdown leered down at him, offlining his optics and praying that deactivation would come swiftly. He gasped when the helmet in his servos was yanked away, and the bindings loosened a bit, but not enough for him to escape. His optics reopened, scowling when he saw Lockdown cradling his master’s helmet. The bounty hunter set the helmet aside, climbing on top of the berth and shoving Prowl’s legs apart with a lustful glint in his red optics.

"Bastard glitch!" Prowl shouted, kicking out at Lockdown, knowing exactly what the bounty hunter had planned.

"Aw, don’t be like that," Lockdown chuckled, easily subduing Prowl’s thrashing legs. "I just saved you from being turned into scrap. How about a little gratitude, kid?"

"Slag off!" Prowl snapped. "I’ll make you pay, murderer!"

"Murderer, hmm?" Lockdown snickered, servo fondling Prowl’s armor covered groin. "I merely took Yoketron’s nice little helmet. It wasn’t my fault the old bot was a weakling and couldn’t stand a beating. He didn’t even put up a good fight, worthless mech."

"How dare you speak of him so!" Prowl roared, flailing wildly.

Lockdown snorted and roughly gripped Prowl’s crotch, tugging hard on the plating. "Open. Now."

Prowl snarled and glared back at the bounty hunter.

"Let me rephrase that," Lockdown snarled. "Open up or I’m going to tear the plating off slowly and painfully."

Prowl gritted his dentals. He really didn’t like where this was heading, but he didn’t have any other option. His teammates were busy handling the Starscream clone, and it wasn’t likely they were coming to his aid any time soon. If he did manage to escape on his own, he didn’t want to go walking outside without groin plating. Taking in a shuddering intake, Prowl slid back his plating, averting his gaze as Lockdown grinned wickedly.

"Nice, kid," Lockdown murmured, tracing his fingertip over Prowl’s shaft. "I suppose a pretty thing like you isn’t a virgin, hmm?" Prowl rolled his optics and huffed. "Thought as much. Guess there’s no reason for me to be gentle then."

Prowl let out an anguished wail as Lockdown jammed four digits into his unprepared port, thrusting in and out at a fast and unrelenting pace.

"Who was the lucky bot that claimed your innocence?" Lockdown chuckled, leaning forward to lick Prowl’s cheek, causing the ninjabot to gasp in disgust. "Was it your precious master? I bet it was. I bet he couldn’t resist that cute little aft of yours. How many cycles of training passed before he finally snapped and shoved his cable into your tiny p---"

"Shut up!" Prowl screamed. "You fragging son of gl---gaaah!"

The bounty hunter removed his fingers and slammed his length into Prowl’s opening, causing the ninjabot’s body to seize up from the burning agony spreading inside him. Lockdown didn’t allow any time for Prowl to adjust and violently rammed into the ninjabot, moaning in pleasure from the tight heat that surrounded him.

"Oh, sweet Primus!" Lockdown shouted. "You’re so slaggin’ tight, kid...just like your precious master."

Prowl gaped and stammered, "Wh--what?!"

"Oh, I took my sweet time with him," Lockdown laughed evilly. "After I tore off his helmet, I began peeling off his armor bit by bit until I reached further down. I wanted to make that glitch scream, but he remained quiet, even when I ripped off his pelvic plating...but I eventually got him to scream. He screamed long and hard when I entered him. He felt so good around me...just like you, kid." Lockdown bit into Prowl’s neck, lapping away the energon that dribbled out. "You’re far prettier, though...a real keeper. Once I strip you of your mods, I’ll add you to my trophy collection."

Memories of Yoketron, his beloved and kind master, a mech who took him in when no one else would and always remained calm and patient with his training, came flooding back into Prowl’s processor. The thought of all the suffering that compassionate mech endured made rage and sorrow sweep over Prowl like wildfire, and he thrashed against the binds around his arms with renewed vigor. A familiar voice entered his thoughts.

"Processor over matter."

Prowl went limp beneath Lockdown and calmed his rage. Seconds ticked by, and the bindings grew loose. Prowl snapped out of meditation and smiled up at Lockdown. The bounty hunter gazed back in confusion and suddenly let out a pained shout when Prowl punched him hard in the abdomen, sending Lockdown tumbling back. Prowl’s plating slid back in place, and he jumped from the berth, snagging Yoketron’s helmet and the sidecar mod. Transformed, Prowl charged Lockdown with unbridled fury, intent on reducing the bounty hunter to a pile of scrap.

Lockdown retreated from the ship, running back out into stadium with Prowl in hot pursuit. Unfortunately, the fight was short lived, and Lockdown managed to escape. Prowl, with clenched servos, watched as the bounty hunter’s ship disappeared from view.

‘One day, I will avenge you...master,’ Prowl thought as images of Yoketron, smiling softly, filtered through his processor.

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