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Obsession	By : ChaoticReverie Category: Transformers > Transformers: Prime Views: 12092 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Long wait! Sorry! This one's a bit short, but hey, it's an update…
His claws were gentle as he tracked the edge of one costa, trailing further yet to her flanks. Red optics followed their path across her frame, and Megatron smirked as he was reminded yet again of their differences in size. His servo alone was twice the breadth of her middle. The caress roused her, his patience crumbling as anticipation mounted.
Arcee groaned, wishing sorely to slip back into recharge. She felt like slag, but the annoying sensation on her chassis refused to abate. Her helm ached… Primus… everything ached. She couldn't recall ever having felt this terrible.
The annoying tickle continued, and her displeasure spiked as she realized someone was touching her. She tensed, every inch of her frame screaming in protest as she did so, and onlined her optics to glower at the offender.
Nothing. She frowned, glancing around the cell.
'Lights out… is this supposed to be some kind of scare tactic?' she sneered internally. Then, after a brief moment, she thought of something quite distressing. Even in pitch black the glow from her optics should have cast a faint light onto nearby objects. This darkness… it was infinite. Understanding dawned on her.
A sharp, rasping laughter made her jerk, the sound alarmingly close to her audial receptor.
"What the frag have you done?!" she demanded, gnashing her denta as she strained away from where she assumed he was standing.
"Isn't it obvious?" Megatron purred as he began to circle her, applying slight, fleeting touches along her frame at random. Each one had her gasping in terror, tensing and trembling. "I assure you that the process is quite easily reversed… upon my command."
"You bastard!"
Another colourful, human term. He smirked.
"Why?!" she seethed, the word coming out in a wavering hiss. She hated how very afraid she sounded in that moment.
"I've heard that a lack of sight will vastly heighten the other senses; it is a theory I wish to test. So, my dear, you will assist me in indulging my curiosity… and we shall see just how long your boldness lasts."
Arcee could hear him moving, could make out the faint sounds of metal scraping on metal. She vented hard, trying to calm the racing of her spark. When the pain came it was swift and without warning, heat lancing across her side. She cried out, unable to help herself. Another prod came shortly after, followed by another until she felt like she was burning alive. Her sensors were all chiming in warning, her systems overheating rapidly. Having no visual aid to fall back on, the two-wheeler was left drowning in a sea of agony and darkness, unsure of what horrors he was inflicting upon her. All she could do was feel, and while she would never admit it to him aloud, the lack of sight did indeed sharpen her pain. She'd never felt more vulnerable in all her life.
Megatron watched gleefully as she arched from the berth. Restrained and writhing, she made quite the stimulating image. He stored the visual away, cherishing the look of sheer panic on her face. He liked her like this, utterly helpless, completely unable to brace for his assault. The warlord admitted to himself that he did miss staring into her lovely optics, their enticing glow gone. The way they burned as she glared at him, or dilated in agony as she squirmed beneath his administrations. But, he reminded himself, she would eventually be granted her sight back, so long as she gave in to him in the end. He imagined she would be so very beautiful as she looked submissively up at him, fear ever-prevalent in her expression.
The thought made him stiffen instantly, spike swelling against his codpiece. He applied the torture instrument again, grinning in pleasure as she arched her back and screamed for him.
"Judging by your reaction, I believe I can safely assume that the theories are correct," he purred.
She thrashed as he withdrew, snarling, "When you die I hope your spark gets sent to the deepest reaches of the Pit! You deserve nothing less you repugnant - aaaaaaauuuhhh!"
Another application of the device had her choking on her words, the cry practically ripping from her voicebox. When he finally stopped again she was trembling. When she spoke, the words were quieter, but her tone was positively dripping with venom. "I'm going to kill you."
Megatron laughed at the statement. Her brashness was most amusing.
Next one will be longer, pinkie promise! Hope you still enjoyed it, even if it was just a tease.
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