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A/N: Written for DiamondHeart31over at DA.

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Title: Discovery
Pairing: Megatron/Bumblebee; Prowl/Bumblebee
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: angst, anal, non-con, slash, sticky, violence
Summary: (AU: Follows Megatron--Seven Deadly Sins storyline) Megatron spots something he doesn’t like.

Megatron growled as he watched Bumblebee on a screen in his throne room. The yellow mech had begged him to see Optimus, Bulkhead, Ratchet, and Prowl, and he had reluctantly agreed to the younger mech’s pitiful plea. Now, he was regretting that decision. Bumblebee was kneeling on the floor, servos locked with Prowl’s, foreheads pressed together through the gap in the bars, lips tenderly brushing over one another in a soft kiss.

With rage clouding his processor, Megatron stormed down to the holding cells. Bumblebee gasped in shock as Megatron ran in and tore him away from Prowl. The ninjabot cursed, and he reached through the cell bars to try and yank Bumblebee back, yowling in pain as Megatron’s pede came crashing down on his arm, metal crunching under the force of the blow.

“You rotten little glitch!” Megatron bellowed. “How dare you touch my mate with your filthy mouth and servos!”

Prowl tensed up and gasps could be heard from the adjacent cells where Optimus, Ratchet, and Bulkhead were housed.

Megatron smirked at the shocked looks. “Oh…so my sweet little Bee hasn’t told you the good news?”

“Megatron…please…don’t,” Bumblebee whimpered.

Megatron ignored the yellow mech, and he stared down at Prowl, optics cold and cruel. “Little Bee and I are bonded. He’s my mate.” He kneeled down in front of the ninjabot. “He’ll never be yours.”

Prowl snarled, and he used his free servo to strike out at Megatron, causing the tyrant to laugh and deliver a harsh kick to the ninjabot’s face. Energon spurted from Prowl’s mouth, and his visor cracked open. He collapsed in a limp heap on the floor, grunting as more blows landed on his helm and face.

“Stop! You’ll kill him!” Bumblebee screamed, struggling to free himself from the tyrant’s grip. “Please! Stop! Please, my Lord!”

Megatron glared at the yellow mech. “Why should I listen to you, my traitorous mate?”

“I--I’ll make it up to you,” Bumblebee replied.

“Hmm…you can start now,” Megatron snickered, releasing Bumblebee’s wrist. “Get on the floor, retract your plating, and spread your legs.”

Bumblebee’s optics widened. “No…not in front of the others…please…”

The tyrant was unfazed by Bumblebee’s plea, and the yellow mech let out a dejected whine, spreading out on the floor, drawing his legs back to his chassis. His cheeks flamed red in humiliation as he was exposed to his teammates. He tilted his helm to the side, not wanting to watch as the tyrant lowered onto him, screaming as the larger mech eased inside him, allowing him a few minutes to adjust before mercilessly ramming into his aft. Bumblebee let out a choked sob as his teammates shouted in fury and pounded on their cell doors. Prowl remained silent, a murderous glint shining in his optics.

Title: Cruel Dream
Pairing: Megatron/Bumblebee; slight Prowl/Bumblebee
Rating: G
Warnings: angst, slash
Summary: (AU) Escape?

Bumblebee panted as he ran down a hallway aboard the Nemesis, servo tightly griped by Prowl’s, alarms blaring above their helms.

“We’re almost there, Bee,” Prowl stated. “The others are waiting on a shuttle. We’re getting out of here.”

Bumblebee briefly wondered how his teammates had escaped, but a different issue entered his processor, one that made him shudder in dread. He dug his heels into the floor, stopping short of the shuttle in front of him. The door slid open, and Bulkhead motioned for Prowl and Bumblebee to hurry up and enter. Bumblebee jerked his servo away from Prowl, and he took a step back.

“Bee, what are you doing?” Prowl gasped. “We need to go.”

Bumblebee shook his helm, optics brimming with oily tears. “I--I can’t go with you. Prowl…I’m bonded…connected…to Megatron. He’ll be able to track me…wherever I go…”

Prowl reached for Bumblebee. “Bee…please…don’t do this. We’ll find a way to break the bond. Come on. We can finally leave this place.”

Bumblebee gave Prowl a sad smile. “If you ever find a way to break a sparkbond without death…come back for me.”

A startled yell came from Prowl as Bumblebee shoved him through the shuttle door. The ninjabot regained his balance, and he tried to leap back out the shuttle, but Bulkhead grabbed him.

“I’m sorry, Prowl,” Bumblebee whimpered, tears clouding his vision as the shuttle sped away. “Stay safe…all of you.”

Bumblebee woke with tears trickling down his cheeks, chassis heaving from heavy sobbing. He shuddered in disgust as he felt Megatron shift beside him, lost in a deep recharge. Snarling and wiping at his optics, Bumblebee shoved the tyrant’s arm from his waist and slid off the berth, curling up into a ball on the floor.

Title: Release
Pairing: Megatron/Bumblebee; Prowl/Bumblebee
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: anal, character death, non-con, slash, sticky, violence
Summary: (AU) In the end…

Screaming in despair, Bumblebee thrashed wildly as Megatron lapped his port, trying to break free of the cuffs around his wrists, tied down to the floor. Prowl was also cuffed, chains looped over his arms and bound to the wall, jingling as he struggled to reach Bumblebee. Tormenting Prowl had become a favorite pass time for the tyrant, loving how Prowl struggled in the cuffs until his metal skin was sliced open and bleeding out energon, and loving even more how Prowl was mentally tormented by the fact that Bumblebee was within inches of him, and he was unable to reach him, to save him.

“You vile glitch!” Prowl yelled, dentals gritting as Bumblebee let out another scream. “Leave him in peace!”

Megatron gave Prowl a wink, causing the ninjabot to shout out numerous obscenities, and he gave Bumblebee’s port a final, tender lick before easing three digits inside.

“Ngh! Ow! Megatron, please, it hurts!” Bumblebee wailed. “Stop!”

Megatron snickered, “I know you’re lying, sweet Bee. You love it. I know you do.”

Bumblebee couldn’t contain a pleasured moan as Megatron kissed and nuzzled his rigid plug. The tyrant’s fingers soon left him, replaced by the larger mech’s bonding shaft.

“Ah…you’re so soft…and tight…” Megatron murmured, nibbling Bumblebee’s neck. “So perfect, my beautiful mate. You’re mine. Only mine, my bonded.”

“No! I’m not yours!” Bumblebee spat. “You disgust me! Get off me!”

“Oh…don’t be that way,” Megatron chuckled, slamming into the smaller mech and reaching down to fist his cable, thumb swiping over the damp head. “You’ll love me soon enough. Maybe I need to dispose of your teammates to accomplish that.”

Something snapped in Bumblebee’s processor, and his stingers lit up to a bright blue. The threatened lives of his teammates snapped his last fragile string of sanity. The cuffs binding his wrists melted, and he slammed his stingers into Megatron’s shoulders, eliciting a pained snarl from the tyrant as the metal buckled and split open, frayed wires sparking as oil and energon spurted out. Megatron stumbled back, pelvic armor sliding back in place as his servos shot up to the dripping wounds. He glared at Bumblebee, chassis heaving, optics wide in disbelief. Burning pain flared across Bumblebee’s shoulders. Being so closely bonded to Megatron meant he was going to feel every wound he inflicted on the tyrant, but being so consumed by rage, it mattered little to him.

“You…little brat!” Megatron snapped.

The tyrant lunged at Bumblebee, trying to grab him, but the yellow mech dodged and slashed his right stinger across the larger mech’s thigh. More energon and oil gushed out from the tyrant, and the Decepticon leader swung his servo at the yellow mech. The massive fist struck Bumblebee in the neck, sending the mech reeling across the floor a few inches away from Prowl. The ninjabot reached for Bumblebee, faceplates etched in fear as Megatron loomed over the smaller mech.

“My naughty, little Bee,” Megatron grumbled, lowering down onto Bumblebee. “Look what you’ve done. Now, I’m going to have to punish you and your friends.”

Bumblebee gave Megatron an evil smirk, and when the tyrant was in range, he jammed his two stingers into the larger mech’s chassis, melting the armor and piercing the Decepticon leader’s spark. Megatron’s vocalizer let out a gurgling noise, and his entire frame was racked with violent spasms as his spark gave off its last few pulses of life.

“B--Bee…m--my m--mate…w--why?” Megatron stuttered.

Slowly, the color disappeared from Megatron’s frame, and he became a dark shade of gray, falling limply to the floor. Bumblebee arched off the floor, and he howled in agony as his spark began to beat wildly. Shaking hard, he rose to his pedes, and he quickly raced to the throne, snagging a few keys the tyrant kept hidden in the arm of the seat. He let out another scream of pain and toppled to the floor, crawling until he reached Prowl, servos twining with the ninjabot’s fingers.

“P--Prowl…l--love…y--you,” Bumblebee stammered, growing weak.

“Bee! Bee! Stay with me!” Prowl shouted, tugging Bumblebee into a tight hug. “We’re going to get out of here! Just hang on a bit longer! Bee! Please!”

“….l--love…y--you,” Bumblebee repeated, vision blurring. “…y--you…”

Letting out one last shuddering sigh, all function shut down in Bumblebee, and the blurry apparition of Prowl dissolved, and a deep void swallowed him into nothingness.

Title: Aftermath
Pairing: Prowl/Bumblebee; mentioned Megatron/Bumblebee
Rating: G
Warnings: fluff, slash

“Unnghh….”

“Bumblebee….waking…systems….stable…”

“Wh---where…”

“Bumblebee…up…please…”

Sensory systems slowly booted, and Bumblebee groaned as his optics were filled with light and four figures standing over him. The figures formed into Ratchet, Bulkhead, Optimus, and Prowl, all of whom were grinning wide.

“Nghh…w--where…a--am…I?” Bumblebee stuttered.

“Safe,” Optimus stated. “Back on Cybertron.”

“We escaped the Nemesis…thanks to Prowl…and you,” Bulkhead murmured.

“You had a close call back there, youngling,” Ratchet muttered, patting the yellow mech’s chassis. “Luckily, I was able to stabilize you on the shuttle until we reached home.”

“M--Megatron…” Bumblebee whimpered.

“Offline…as far as we can tell,” Prowl growled. “What you did was brave…and foolish.” The ninjabot kneeled beside Bumblebee, burying his face into the yellow mech’s neck. “I…almost lost you…Bumblebee.”

Optimus motioned for Ratchet and Bulkhead to follow him out the door, and the two mechs complied, leaving the bots alone.

“Prowl…it’s so nice…to be alone…with you again,” Bumblebee choked out. “I…love you, Prowl.”

“I love you too, Bee,” Prowl murmured, leaning over to tenderly kiss the smaller mech.

Bumblebee mewled into the kiss, and he pulled Prowl onto the berth, snuggling close to the ninjabot. “A long time ago…before this entire mess…we talked about sparkbonding…if you’ve changed your mind…”

“I haven’t,” Prowl interrupted, caressing the yellow mech’s cheek, “but not now…not until you’re fully healed, Bee.”

Bumblebee smiled warmly, and he captured Prowl’s lips in another sensual kiss. It was hard to believe that Megatron was gone, but he no longer felt a bond with the tyrant. If the Decepticon leader had somehow survived, their sparkbond was now broken. He didn’t know how it was possible, but he didn’t care. For once in stellar cycles, he was happy and safe, wrapped in the loving embrace of his true love.
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