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Scourge's Primary Objective	By : Scourgelover Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 2791 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Hasbro owns all Transformers, I do not. I'm just borrowing them. Not making any money off them either. WARNING: Possible rape/dubious consent triggers.

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WARNING: Contains dubious consent. Possible Rape Triggers. (Wasn't intended that way at the time due to ignorance, but yeah...)
Ratbat sat perched high on a tower on Cybertron. For some reason Autobot sensors had trouble detecting him, and he could spy on them with impunity. Suddenly a commotion developed on the ground. Autobots were running around like chickens with their heads cut off.
"Where'd she go?" Springer shouted.
"I hope she didn't make it to the shuttles!" Kup groaned, "If she gets off this planet..." his voice trailed off.

Galvatron, Cyclonus, and Scourge were observing this little drama. But while Galvatron and Cyclonus could have cared less, Scourge's interest perked up instantly. There was only one reason why Autobots would be worried about a female leaving Cybertron.

"Aww, too late!" Kup moaned as a small shuttle took off suddenly. Scourge stared at the screen, committing the shuttle's appearance to memory. Then he quickly sneaked out of the room. "Bah, this bores me!" Galvatron said crossly. He fired at the monitor, blowing up the screen. Cyclonus winced. "Come along now, Scourge," Cyclonus said, then turned to see that his subordinate was nowhere in sight. "Scourge! Where did he go?"
Scourge estimated the direction the shuttle had taken from the landmarks on Cybertron when it had taken off. He plotted an intercept course. But he would have to act quickly. The Autobots would certainly come after her. The shuttle neared a small planet just as Scourge got within range. He carefully fired a small missile--taking out an engine, which would force it to land. The shuttle went down and he followed after it.
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After crash-landing in a forested area, the shuttle door opened. Scourge sighed with relief--the lone passenger aboard had survived. A beautiful teal female Autobot--identical in build to Arcee--emerged. Scourge recognized her as one of the Paradronian Autobots. He remained concealed while she wandered away from the craft. Then an alluring scent caught his sensitive olfactory sensors. He had guessed correctly--this female was entering cyber-estrus. But it was too soon to approach her. Scourge merely bided his time. While he waited, Scourge scouted the area and marked the surrounding trees with his claws as well as his own scent from glands on his chin under his beard. Not only would this keep the female in the area, it would serve as a do-not-disturb warning, should any of the Sweeps happen to enter the area. When the female was out of the general vicinity of the shuttle, Scourge sneaked onto it to disable the homing device. A smile crept across his face as he realized she had made this task unnecessary. This meant that the Autobots had probably lost the signal long before Scourge had gotten to her, and it would take them much longer to find her. He quickly exited the shuttle and resumed his observation. A few hours later, the intensity of the scent she was giving off suddenly spiked in intensity. Scourge watched her lie down. This was a sign that her processor was making her dizzy. His own processor was being overwhelmed as well. Now was the time to approach her. The female Autobot looked up to see Scourge staring down at her. As a Paradronian, she didn't really see him as an enemy--in her cyber-estrus, this inability to recognize enemies was much stronger. Scourge himself was being similarly affected by the pheromones she was giving off. He came close enough to her for his own scent to waft into her olfactory sensors. It had an enchanting muskiness to it that the female liked--at least, in her current condition. Finally all her mental defenses collapsed and she crouched in front of Scourge. The panel to her interface port slid open. This was what Scourge had been waiting for. His own panel slid open. His bright red interface unit began emerging from a soft, grey metallic sheath. Scourge hoped he was not being watched, and mounted her, sliding his slick interface into her port. He began thrusting. Suddenly the female got out from under him, twisting sideways with a slight yelp of pain. Scourge had anticipated this. This had happened before, with other females. His interface was unique--characteristics shared only by the other Sweeps, to his knowledge--in having sub-microscopic backwards-pointing spines in the midsection, and he knew that this unusual feature sometimes caused females pain--though not severe--during mating. He also knew that some females got used to it, and even liked it once the initial pain had been gotten over. The fact that his interface unit was self-lubricating helped, but only to a point. Only time would tell with this one. Some females could not conceive unless mated to a Sweep. Something about the spines made it easier. Scourge wasn't sure why, but he'd often chuckled at the irony of a Sweep succeeding where another mech had failed miserably--at least in this department.
A few minutes later the female forgot the momentary discomfort and assumed the mating position again. Scourge obligingly entered her again, sliding in easily. His interface wasn't particularly thick--it was at least half as thick as Cyclonus'--but it was thick and long enough to get the job done. A thicker interface wasn't necessary or desirable either, considering the spines. She tolerated his thrusting for a few seconds more before forcing him off. This continued for a few more couplings until Scourge finally grew close to release. He grasped the female's neck in his teeth and roared as he felt the fluid spurt out of his rod and fill her. He noticed that she was gradually building up a tolerance to the scraping sensations caused by his sandpaper-like member. Eventually he was able to thrust into her to his heart's content without interruption, and moans of pleasure started emanating from her. I knew she'd finally get used to it, Scourge thought to himself. He knew that females who enjoyed being mated to Sweeps even when they weren't in cyber-estrus often lost interest in other mechs. Some females didn't enjoy it and would sometimes refuse to mate with a Sweep when they were not in cyber-estrus. This caused Scourge no end of frustration. It was bad enough that his claws prevented him from exploring a female's interface port digitally. He usually made up for that with his rough tongue. 36 hours into the female's cyber-estrus, her scent had a subtle change. Scourge knew exactly what that meant. The frequency of their encounters increased, and the female finally reached her climax. Her knees shook and she collapsed to the ground, panting. Scourge managed to remain within her by adjusting his position, then he too reached his peak, grabbing her shoulder in his teeth in the heat of the moment, in order to brace himself. He shuddered mightily above her and then rolled over, his interface slowly returning to its sheath. He lay beside the female, who was already entering a recharge mode. I guess it's time to call it a night, Scourge thought before drifting off into sleep.
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