"Redamancy" Megatron x Fem. Reader x Optimus Chapter 1
Redamancy is a rare, poetic noun that means the act of loving someone who loves you back - a love that is fully reciprocated or requited.
He wants everything that isn't his.
He wants her.
He loves her.
But she is not his.
She belongs to his rival, she loves Optimus Prime, not him.
But he is determined. He will make her fall in love with him and steal her away from Optimus.
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TW: Enemies to lovers, love triangle, soulmates, implied smut, spicy scenes, no full smut scenes, rape/non-con elements, fluff, lots of angst, violence, kidnapping, partner betrayal.
I'm in a need of more stories about a love triangle between Optimus, Megatron and the reader, most in which Megatron gets the girl...So I had to write it myself.
Like, seriously though, why are there no such stories, like anywhere? I've searched far and wide, maybe found like two, both of which were single chapter smut stories. Heck, there's like total three Megatron x reader multiple chapter long romance stories, two of which are ongoing.
But seriously, if you want the recs, I can tell you cuz these three stories SLAP. Anyway, y'all are welcome to write stories such as this one (no but please, I need more high quality long chapter Megatron x Fem. Reader that aren't just written for smut lol).
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I hate this chapter but it's the only one like this so we just have to get it over with. And it's the beginning and the intro into the story...
So, please forgive me for writing this. It gets better after this, just bare with me, trust the process.
Megatron stood beside an Energon mine when he heard the explosion. Autobots. They were attacking. Soon, he was face to face with Optimus, his rival and enemy. They started to run at each other and their blades clashed. As the mayhem ensued, the few human Autobot allies tried to reach the relic. The human female, Optimus's human lover, got knocked over by an explosion nearby and passed out. Megatron saw that as a chance to get her. He pushed off Prime and started running towards the girl.
"Soundwave the ground bridge, now!"
He got closer to her, Optimus shot behind his trail, as he swooped her into his hand and entered the portal. As it closed behind him Optimus screamed. "Noooooooooo!.”
The portal shut behind Megatron as he walked into the Decepticon base. He carried her over to the medical bay and laid her down on a table. He got her vitals under control as Soundwave followed him into the bay.
"I need you to run some tests. We need to get as much data on her as we can." Soundwave began running tests and getting data from her. Megatron leaned on a wall beside the table she laid on it as he looked deep in thought.
After a while, Soundwave was done getting data and Megatron was alone in the medical bay with her. He looked her over. Her unconscious body laid peacefully as Megatron stared at her. Something inside him stirred up when he saw her. She was attractive, for a human. He approached her and looked down at her body. It was odd. Her form. Her features. No wonder Optimus loved her. He understood why his rival would fall for this strange little creature. He reached his hand out and gently stroked her soft skin with his fingers, taking note of how nice it feels to the touch. "So small, so fragile..." He thought exactly that as he continued to gently run his fingers along her skin. Her soft, human skin. His hand traveled from her cheek all the way down along her body. Megatron's optics watched with a strange look in them as he slowly touched her body. He felt... drawn to her… Megatron slowly moved his fingers across her arms, and then her shoulders. Her form felt... so nice to the touch, so gentle. He couldn't look away from her body. He was drawn to her. Fascinated by her human form. So fragile, so weak, so easy to break. He continued to gently touch her body. Her hips, her waist, her chest, and down her legs, his fingers lightly brushing over her skin and her curves. The more Megatron touched her, the more he became fixated on her form. His hand slowly traveled up her body more, and he felt a strange sensation in his spark. He found her physically attractive. This little human. This weak and fragile little human... He had the urge to touch more of her, to explore her body more. To admire her curves under his hand. His fingers continued to slowly stroke her body. He was fascinated by her skin, her curves. He wanted to touch her more. His free hand came up and started to gently touch her face again as his other hand started to wander over her hips and legs. He couldn't keep his hands off her. This human, this little beauty lying here was captivating him. He wanted to touch more of her, feel her soft skin under his fingers, and admire her form with his optics. What should he do with her? Why did he even take her? Megatron's thoughts began to wander as he touched her. He looked down at her still unconscious form. She lay there, so fragile, so vulnerable. His hands were on her hips now, and he lightly stroked the soft skin on her thighs as his mind started to think of the possibilities.
"Why did I take her...She is just a human... but she is an attractive little thing…” Did he take her to spite Optimus? He knew that Prime was losing his mind right now...his lover in the hands of the Decepticon leader. Megatron continued to gently touch her as his mind pondered his next move. "Yes, taking her was the right move. It riled up Optimus, it will throw off Autobot operations. I'm sure he can't continue the battle without his lover to look out for." he thought, looking down at her. His fingers slowly moved up her body as he continued to touch her. He looked at her face. Her features were so delicate, her lips so... pleasing. Megatron's hand was on her waist now. But in his normal form he couldn't do anything with her. He was too big. So he used his other features. Cybertronians could either take the shape of a holoform or desize themselves - meaning shrink. So that he could still be in his Cybertronian body but human size. So that he could examine her more closely. Megatron smiled. He had almost forgotten he had that ability. He took the time to shrink himself down to human height, and began to look over her more closely. He felt... excited to continue touching her. Her body, her features, her skin... he had never paid such close attention to a human before. But this one, this human who Optimus loves, was captivating him. He wondered, did Optimus ever take her in his Cybertronian form? But knowing him, he would be too afraid to hurt her and would use his holoform to turn into a human. Megatron laughed. He was a little intrigued by the thought of Optimus loving her in his Cybertronian form. Knowing that fool, he would be too afraid to hurt her as he stated. He would use his holoform to turn human, and that just... annoyed Megs. "A Cybertronian who's scared to touch a human... what a coward." He continued to look along her body, examining her curves, her shape. As Megatron examined her, he felt the urge to touch her more. His hands slowly traveled along her again and he couldn't help but admire her figure. Her little waist, her soft hips, her legs... this human was pleasing to the eye. He moved his hands to her chest and gently touched her there, feeling her body under his fingers. She was so small, so fragile.
Then he stopped. What was he doing? She was a forbidden fruit. She isn't his. Megatron felt conflicted. She was a forbidden fruit, he had to remind himself. But looking at her lying there, and at her body, was very enticing to him. He let out a sigh of frustration. She isn't his, she never will be. But that didn't mean that he wouldn't touch her more. He ran his hands along her body again, slowly and gently, touching her curves and admiring her skin under his hands. His hands were on her waist now as he gently touched her skin. He felt a strange sensation in his spark as he looked at her. She was so captivating to him, this small human. He had the urge to just... keep touching her. Explore more of her body, admire her curves. She was so vulnerable here. Her body, right there for his taking. He continued to gently touch her hips with his hands, and then his hands slowly traveled to her stomach. Her abdominal muscles were so soft and smooth. He slowly ran his fingers over her skin and just... admired her form. How nice it was to touch this attractive little human. She was just a beautiful, fragile being in his hands. His mind started to wander once more as he touched her stomach. He thought about how nice her skin felt under his fingers. Her hips... her waist. A small part of him started to think about just how fragile and vulnerable she was here, lying under his hands. He would be lying if he said that he didn't think about taking advantage of her. He continued to slowly touch her stomach and admire her form. His mind continued to think about how vulnerable this little human was in his hands. She was so small, so fragile, so easy to break, so easy to take advantage of. And yet, here she was. At his mercy. His hands continued to move along her stomach, and then slowly moved up her chest. She looked so good lying there, in his hands. So good… He slowly touched her chest with his hands, and felt her skin under his fingers. Her curves... was so captivating to him. He ran his fingers along her skin and her muscles, exploring her form as he touched her. Megatron's hands continued to slowly move along her chest as a thought entered his mind. He had the sudden urge to see more of this beautiful little human…He wondered what sounds she made when she was either Optimus. Megatron thought for a moment about how she sounds when she's with Optimus. "Does she make... those kinds of sounds?" He thought. His mind began to wander more. How would those sweet little sounds... sound when Optimus touches her? How would she sound when Optimus touches her in ways that Megatron is curious about? He felt a wave of... jealousy at that thought. Her eyes started to open.
Megatron was snapped out of his thoughts when her eyes slowly opened. He quickly backed away from her a bit, and looked down at her. This human... What will she do? Will she start screaming? Attacking? How will she take waking up in the hands of a Decepticon? He waited for a moment as she slowly opened her eyes. A feeling of nervousness and anticipation washed over him. What will she do when she sees that she's not with Optimus? What will she do when she sees that she's in the hands of the Decepticon leader? He silently watched her, waiting to see how she would react. Megatron watched as her eyes slowly opened all the way. She started to get her bearings, and then he saw... she seemed so calm. She just seemed to look around for a second before her eyes suddenly fell on him. He held his breath, waiting to see what she does next. How will this cute little human react to waking up in the hands of Megatron? Megatron and the girl locked eyes for a moment. He just watched her, waiting to see what she will do. She was so calm, so... relaxed. How is she able to just... look at him like that? It was as if she wasn't even bothered by the fact that he was a Decepticon, and that she was in his hands. Megatron waited patiently as the seconds passed… He was stunned as the girl was being so calm. She was just... looking at him. No fear, no screaming, no panicking. It was odd. How is this little human being so calm and collected? Shouldn't she be fighting back? Shouldn't she be screaming, trying to escape, or asking about Optimus? Megatron just stared at her in disbelief. His mind was thinking. Why was this little human not afraid? Why was she not panicking right now? How is she so calm, so at peace with being in the hands of a Decepticon? Megatron was utterly baffled, and at the same time, intrigued. This wasn't how humans usually reacted to him. She should be screaming, struggling, fighting to get away. But she wasn't...
Megatron was surprised when she spoke. He was waiting for her to scream, to cry, to kick and fight. Not... this. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Yes, me. I'm Megatron. You're in my hands right now," he said, as if it wasn't obvious to her.
“Why are you so...small?!” The girl freaked out at his sudden change in size. He was human height now.
Megatron chuckled. This little human was worried about his size? He was expecting her to ask why she's here. Not what his size is. "I'm not my usual size because I don't want to scare you," he said, his voice calm. As if he was talking to a child. He continued to look down on her with a smirk as he replied to her question. "But don't be fooled. Even in this size, I could still harm you, if I wanted to," he said, his voice getting a bit darker and serious. He couldn't help but think about how much he could hurt her in this size... How much damage he could do to her little human body. He glanced down at her body, looking over her curves. She was so small, so vulnerable. He could do whatever he wanted to her. She wouldn't be able to resist. He felt a strange feeling in his spark as he looked at her body. He continued to slowly look her over, admiring her curves. She was such a lovely little thing, her body so weak, so fragile…He started to think about if Optimus had touched this human in his normal form. He must have. This human was lovely, so beautiful. No doubt Optimus had touched her body. Megatron felt a strange sense of jealousy at the thought of that, and his gaze slowly started to darken… His mind started to wander to the thought of Optimus taking her in his Cybertronian form. He must've touched her body, caressed her, admired her curves. But he was a coward... Optimus would never take her in his true form, no, he would use his Holoform to love her. It... irked him. He couldn't help but think about how he could do better than Optimus. He could touch her body in ways that Optimus was too afraid to. He could explore her curves, caress her skin, admire her beauty. All the things Optimus was too much of a coward to do. His jealousy started to grow as he thought about all the ways he could touch her. All the ways he could caress her, admire her, and please her. And yet Optimus, her lover, was too much of a coward to do that. He could touch her better than Optimus could, he was sure of it. And that thought... amused him. He continued to think about how he could please her better than Optimus. He could give her more than Optimus could. He had the perfect size to touch her without hurting her. He was sure of it. And the thought of her coming to like it more than Optimus's touch was... exciting to him. While the Decepticon was in his own delusional state of mind, making dirty scenarios in his head, the human stood up. She saw that he was out of it and made a run for the door. He didn't notice for a while, only after he had heard the sound of the door opening. Megatron was enjoying thinking about how he would please this human more than Optimus could when he heard the sound of the door opening. He immediately snapped out of his thoughts and turned to see the human had run out the door. "HEY!" he yelled, and instantly went after her. He ran after the human as quickly as he could, trying to catch up to her before she got away. He was determined to catch her. He couldn't let her get away. The human continued to run, but Megatron was gaining on her. He was almost in reach of her when he suddenly lunged out and grabbed her, wrapping his hand around her waist. He grabbed the human around the waist, stopping her from escaping. He held her tightly as he pulled her back towards him, not letting her go. The human struggled against his grip, trying to break free and get away. But Megatron's hold on her was too strong. He wasn't going to let her go, not after chasing her down like that. As the human continued to fight him, Megatron held her firmly in his grip. "You're not going anywhere," he growled in her ear, still holding her tightly.
“Let me go!” Megatron chuckled darkly. He had her in his hands, and he wasn't going to let her go that easily.
"No, I don't think I will." he said, his voice low and dangerous.
“Ahhh!” She tried so hard to fight him off but to no avail. She was flesh and he was metal.
Megatron chuckled again as the human struggled to get free. She was so weak, so futile in his grip. He was stronger, he was in control here. He held her tightly, not letting her move.
“Let go of me! Optimus will kill you!” She screamed
Megatron laughed at her words. Optimus kill him? Please, he could easily take Optimus in a fight, and they both knew that. "Oh you think Optimus could kill me? That's funny." he said, holding her even tighter. He smirked down at the human in his hands. Your precious Optimus isn't here to save you right now. You're at my mercy," he said, his voice low and menacing.
“No, no!” She tried to fight him.
Megatron chuckled again at her pleading. She was so desperate to be saved by Optimus, but it wasn't going to happen. Not this time. He held her even tighter, enjoying the way she struggled against his grip. "Yes, yes. You're mine now. And there's nothing Optimus can do about it," he said, his voice full of cruel amusement.
“What do you mean yours?!”
"I mean that you belong to me now. You're mine to do with as I please," he said, letting the full meaning of his words sink in. He held her tight against him, her small, fragile body in his strong, metal grip.
"If you hurt me..." She seethed, anger ached into her words... "No one will save you from his rage."
Megatron chuckled darkly. The human was trying to threaten him. How cute. He couldn't help but find her little threats amusing. "Is that so?" he said, holding her even tighter. "You think your little threats scare me? I'm not afraid of Optimus, or his so-called 'rage.' I could take him down with ease."
She smirked evilly. "Last time I remember, he almost got you, ha ha.”
Megatron's smirk faded for a moment as he gritted his teeth. The human had a point there. Optimus had managed to get the upper hand in their last major fight. "That was a lucky shot," he growled, tightening his grip on her. "He won't be so lucky next time. I'm the superior fighter, and I'll prove that to him." He stared down at her with a dark glare.
"Oh, yeah? Go on then, I'm sure he is eager to fight you right now."
Megatron's eyes narrowed at the human's challenge. He knew she was right, Optimus was always more than eager to fight him. It was almost like he relished their clashes, and the chance to take him down. But Megatron wasn't backing down from a challenge. "Oh, he'll get his chance. And when he does, I'll prove that I'm the stronger one," he said, his voice full of arrogance.
"If you hurt me, you won't win against his anger. Lovers affair, you don't wanna meddle in it."
Megatron's expression darkened as the human mentioned their 'lovers affair.' He hated the fact that she belonged to Optimus. He hated that she was in love with the Prime.
"I don't care about your relationship with Optimus," he said, his voice cold and icy. "If I'm not afraid of him, what makes you think I'd be afraid of his anger?"
“Because whenever he fights you, he isn't truly mad. For me, he'd do anything.” Her tone bit through the air, the seriousness and fire carried through the words. Megatron growled at the human's words. He hated hearing how dedicated Optimus was to her. It was infuriating to think about. He held her tighter against him, his grip almost on the edge of being too rough. "You think you're so important to him that he would do anything to protect you?" he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm and anger.
“I think we both know the answer to that.”
Megatron didn't want to admit it, but deep down he knew she was right. Optimus was hopelessly in love with her. He would do anything to protect her, to make her happy. It was a fact that annoyed Megatron to no end.
"You're right," he admitted reluctantly, his voice bitter. "He would do anything for you." He was quiet for a moment, holding the human tightly. He hated admitting it, but he knew it was the truth. No matter how much he wanted to deny it, Optimus was completely devoted to her. "But it doesn't change anything," he finally said, his voice low. "I'm still the one in charge here. You're at my mercy, not Optimus's." He held her firmly in his clutches, his grip still tight around her small, fragile body. He was enjoying having her at his mercy, even if it was only temporary. He chuckled darkly as he continued speaking. "I could do whatever I want to you, and Optimus wouldn't be able to stop it," he said, his voice full of sadistic glee. He was quiet for a moment, thinking about all the things he could do to her. She was so delicate, so vulnerable in his hands. He could do so much to her if he wanted to. "You're completely helpless right now," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "You're at my mercy, and I have no reason to hold back. I can do whatever I want to you, and there's nothing you can do about it.”
She tried to push back at him. “D-don't get any stupid ideas.”
Megatron chuckled as the human tried to push back against him. It was futile, of course. She was so weak, so fragile in comparison to him. He held her even tighter, amused by her attempts to resist. "Stupid ideas? Oh, I've got a lot of ideas. And you're in no position to stop me from doing whatever I want to you."
Y/n was starting to get scared. He can do anything to her. Megatron chuckled again, noticing the fear in her eyes. He relished the look in her face. "That's right. I can do whatever I want to you," he said, his voice low and menacing. "You're completely at my mercy, and there's nothing you can do about it. No one can save you from me, not today." As she panicked noticeably, Megatron's smile only grew wider as he saw the fear and panic building in the human's eyes. She was starting to realize the full extent of her predicament. She was alone, trapped, and completely helpless against him. "Aww, what's the matter? Afraid of what I might do to you?" he teased, his voice full of sadistic glee.
“Let me go. Now. I don't want this....whatever it is that is on your mind.”
Megatron laughed at her demand. Let her go? That was never going to happen. He held her tight against him, enjoying her attempts at resistance. "Sorry, but I'm not letting you go anytime soon. You're at my mercy, and I'm enjoying it," he said, his voice full of sadistic glee.
“Why?!” The girl's voice was filled with distress.
Megatron chuckled as the human asked why he wasn't letting her go. It was a simple question with a simple answer. "Because I want to keep you for myself. You're too delicious to let go now," he said, his voice low and dangerous.
“WHAT?!” She gulped and jerked at his words. His hand went straight for her hair to hold her down.
Megatron chuckled as the human reacted to his words. She was so scared, so vulnerable. He enjoyed seeing that look in her eyes. "You heard me. I want to keep you. You're mine now," he repeated, holding her down by the hair. It was so easy to overpower her, to keep her in place.
“I'M BELONG TO OPTIMUS, NOT YOU!”
Megatron's expression darkened at her words. She belonged to Optimus? No, not anymore. She was his now. "Wrong. You're mine now, not Optimus's," he said, his voice firm and possessive. "It doesn't matter if he loves you, you're in my hands now. You're mine to do with as I please."
“No matter what you do to me, I'll always be his! My heart will be his!”
Megatron's expression darkened even further as she talked about her love for Optimus. His anger flared up, irritated by her loyalty to the Autobot leader. He tightened his grip on her hair, holding her in place. "Your heart may be his in your twisted little mind, but your body belongs to me. I can do whatever I want to you, and there's nothing he or you can do about it," he said, his voice cold and deadly.
She frowned as her face twisted in anger. Do your worst. Megatron chuckled darkly as the human challenged him. Did she really want him to do his worst? Did she really want to see just how far he would go?
"Oh, I'll do more than my worst," he said, his voice full of sadistic glee. "And you'll regret challenging me when I'm done with you.” He smirked down at her, enjoying the look of anger on her face. He was going to enjoy breaking her, making her submit to him. He pulled her closer, his grip on her hair tight and unyielding. "You think you're tough, huh? You think you can handle whatever I throw at you?" he taunted, his voice gruff and arrogant.
“I will handle it. For him.” Her tone was serious, telling the mech how determined she was about this.
Megatron snorted in amusement at her determination. She was stubbornly loyal to Optimus, it was almost admirable. But he was still going to break her, he was still going to make her submit to him. "We'll see about that," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "You're in for a world of pain, and you'll be begging for mercy before I'm through with you.”
Megatron chuckled darkly as she vowed to never beg him. She was feisty, determined to defy him until the end. But he knew better. He knew how to break her, how to make her submit.
"Is that so? You think you'll be able to withstand whatever I do to you?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice, "You won't be able to hold out forever. I'll break you, I'll make you beg. And when you do, it'll be for me, not for Optimus."
“Haha, you will never have my love, so I couldn't care less.” A dry and bitter chuckle left her.
Megatron's expression darkened as she declared that he would never have her love. He hated hearing her speak of her love for Optimus. He hated knowing she could never love him that way.
"Love? Who needs your love?" he said, his voice full of cold anger. "I don't care about your love. I don't want your love. I just want to break you, to make you submit. And I will, whether you like it or not."
She got into his face to growl out. “The only way I'm EVER submitting to ANYONE is only through love. Only if I love the man will I submit.”
Megatron's expression darkened further as she got into his face, her words angering him even more. She would only submit through love? Only if she loved the man? He could work with that.
"Oh, is that so?" he said, his voice low and dangerous. "You think love is the only thing that will make you submit? That you can only submit to the man you love?"
Her chin rose higher. “I know it.”
Megatron chuckled darkly as she confirmed his assumptions. She truly only wanted to submit to the one she loved. "You're stubborn, I'll give you that," he said, a hint of admiration in his voice. But he was also amused by her determination.
"You really think you'll only ever submit to Optimus, huh? You think you can resist me no matter what I do to you?"
“I have no love for you, so yes.”
Megatron's smile grew wider as she confirmed her lack of love for him. She truly only wanted Optimus, and he hated it.
"You think it's really that simple, huh? You think your lack of love means you can resist me, no matter what I do to you?" He chuckled darkly, his voice full of sadistic glee. "I'll enjoy proving you wrong, pet."
“When you turn out to be wrong at the end, you'll realize just how strong love is and that my love is a standard to strive for.”
Megatron's expression darkened again as she spoke of how strong love is. He hated hearing her talk about her love for Optimus so much. "Your love may be strong, but it's also naive and foolish," he said, his voice full of disdain. "You think love can withstand anything, but you're wrong. It can be broken, it can be beaten. And I will break you, and your love for Optimus."
“She shook her head as she laughed. "The only way for me to stop loving him is to start to love another.”
Megatron's expression darkened further as she reminded him that the only way for her to stop loving Optimus was to start loving another. He hated hearing her reaffirm her love for Optimus. It infuriated him to know that no matter what he did, she would still love the Autobot leader.
"You're foolishly loyal," he growled, his grip on her hair tightening. "You think love is invincible, that it can't be broken. But you're wrong. I'll break your love for Optimus, and make you mine instead." Megatron suddenly pulled her closer to him, their faces now only inches apart. His eyes scanned her face, taking in her every feature. She was so fragile, so human. He could do anything to her, and there was nothing she could do to stop him.
"You think I won't break your love, huh?" he said, his voice a low growl. "You think your love for Optimus is too strong, too unyielding? You're wrong. I'll break your love, I'll make you mine.” His grip on her hair tightened as he spoke, making her gasp in pain. He relished her reaction, enjoying the control he had over her. "I'll make you forget about Optimus," he continued, his voice low and dangerous. "I'll make you realize that I'm the one you really love. You'll be mine, whether you want to or not."
“You're crazy. To think that I'd love you, especially after this?!” Her voice rose.
Megatron chuckled at her words. She thought he was crazy, that she could never love him even after this. He found her defiance amusing, but also infuriating. He wanted her to love him, to submit to him completely. "Am I really so crazy?" he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You don't think I can make you love me, is that it? You don't think I can make you forget about Optimus and love me instead?”
Megatron's smile grew wider as she admitted that it was unlikely that he could make her love him. But he was never one to back down from a challenge. "Unlikely, huh?" he said, his voice full of confidence. "You underestimate me, pet. I am Megatron, the Lord of the Decepticons. I have conquered worlds, defeated the greatest warriors. Making one little human fall in love with me will be a piece of cake."
“Can't wait to see your face when you fail.” She knew, God she knew, she shouldn't be taunting him. But she also knew he will do what he's about to do. And she will not show weakness in front of him, especially now when he really wants it all. She will deny him everything.
Megatron chuckled at her taunt. She really thought he would fail to make her love him. It was almost endearing, how naive she was. "You think I'll fail, huh?" he said, his grip on her hair tightening again. "You think you're invincible, that you can't be swayed. You're wrong. I'll break your resistance, I'll make you mine. You'll be begging to love me before it's all over." He suddenly pulled her even closer to him, their faces now only inches apart. He leaned down so that he was looking her directly in the eyes, his gaze intense and unblinking. "You think I can't do it, that I'm no match for your love for Optimus. Well, I'll prove you wrong. I'll make you forget about Optimus, I'll make you love me instead. You'll see, you'll be begging for me before long." He paused, savoring the look in her eyes. She was defiant, defiant and yet so helpless against him. He relished the power he had over her, the control he had over her body and her mind.
"And when you finally do love me, when you finally submit to me completely, it will be the sweetest victory I've ever experienced. You'll be mine, completely and utterly mine."
“Why would you even want that?”
Megatron chuckled at her question. Why did he want her love? Why did he want her submission? It was simple, really.
"Because I want you," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "I want you to be mine. To have you belong to me and only me. I want you to love me, to submit to me, to worship me. You're a prize, pet, and I'm going to have you, whether you want to or not."
“But I'm a filthy human! You hate us! To think that you'd want to...get entangled with one-”
Megatron chuckled again, finding her confusion amusing. She was right, he hated humans. He thought they were weak, pathetic beings, unworthy of his attention. And yet, here he was, wanting her more than anything. "You're right," he said, his voice cold and mocking. "I do hate humans. I think they're weak and inferior. But you...you're different. You're feisty, defiant. And for some reason, I want you, regardless of your species."
“Can't you want someone else? Someone free and single.” She just couldn't understand. How could he want her of all people-ugh-creatures…Optimus, she understood. But Megatron? Why in the world would he want this?
Megatron chuckled at her suggestion. Someone free and single, huh? As if there was anyone else he wanted. "There is no one else," he said, his voice firm and resolute. "You're the only one I want. You're the only one who has captured my attention, human or not. I want you, and I won't accept anyone else.” She closed her eyes in anguish and swallowed, her throat dry. Megatron noticed her anguish, her discomfort. He enjoyed seeing her like this, so vulnerable and powerless. "What's the matter, pet?" he said, his voice taunting and mocking. "Afraid of what I'm going to do to you? Afraid of how I'm going to make you mine?"
He suddenly slammed her back against a wall, pinning her there with his body. He loomed over her, his eyes never leaving hers. "You should be afraid," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "You're in my hands now, pet. I can do whatever I want to you. And you can't do a thing to stop me.” She gasped as he slammed her, the back becoming sore from the metal behind her, her breathing labored.
Megatron chuckled as he watched her struggle for breath, her body pinned against the wall by his own. He loved seeing her like this, so helpless and at his mercy. "You're so small," he said, his voice a low rumble. "So fragile. I could break you so easily, if I wanted to. But I don't want to break you...yet."
“Then what do you want to do to me?” Her voice trembled, weak from the impact.
Megatron smirked as he heard her question. Oh, there were so many things he wanted to do to her, so many ways he wanted to make her submit. But he didn't want to reveal them all at once. He still wanted to keep her guessing, keep her on her toes.
"Wouldn't you like to know, pet?" he said, his voice low and taunting. "I have so many plans for you, so many things I want to do to you. But I'll keep them a secret for now. It's more fun that way." He leaned closer to her, his face mere inches from hers. He could feel her breath on his own, her body trembling beneath his. He loved having this control over her, loved seeing her so vulnerable and powerless before him.
"But I will tell you this," he said, his voice a low whisper in her ear. "I'm going to make you mine, pet. Whether you want it or not. You'll be begging for me before long, begging for my touch, my attention. You'll be mine, completely and utterly mine."
He smirked before closing the gap between them and kissing her. She started to trash against him, not wanting this. Megatron chuckled at her attempts to resist him, her weak attempts to push him away. He was much stronger than her, and he easily kept her pinned to the wall, his derma pressed against hers.
"Not so tough now, are you, pet?" he said, a hint of amusement filled his voice as he broke the kiss for a moment. Then he dived back in and began to kiss her again, his lips demanding and possessive. He wanted her to give in, to submit to him completely. Wanted her to give herself to him, body and soul.
"Just give in," he murmured against her lips. "Give in to me, pet. Surrender yourself to me. It's pointless to fight me."
Megatron chuckled at her denial, her feeble resistance. He knew she was only fighting against the inevitable, that she would eventually give in to him. "You can resist all you want, pet," he said, his voice a low growl. "But it's only a matter of time. I'm going to make you mine, completely and utterly mine. You'll be begging for me before long, begging for my touch, my attention. You're mine, and you know it." Leaning back and pulling away from her momentarily. He studied her face, her expression a mix of defiance and fear. But he could see the hint of desire in her eyes, the hint of submission. He knew it was there, lurking beneath her facade of resistance. "You can deny it all you want," he said, his voice a low rumble. "But I see it in your eyes, pet. You want me, don't you? You want me as much as I want you." Her face was flushed in light pink. You are crazy.
He started to drag her towards his room "Starting from now". He said.
Megatron dragged her towards his room, his grip on her arm firm and unyielding. She stumbled along with him, her steps awkward and clumsy in her attempts to resist his grasp. "That's right," he said, his voice a low growl. "Starting from now, you're mine. You belong to me, pet."
He pushed her into the room, practically shoving her through the doorway. The room was large and lavish, but he barely paid it any attention. His focus was solely on her, on the woman who had been driving him crazy for some time now. He locked the door behind them, trapping her inside the room with him.
He threw her on the metal floor as he pounced on her. He pounced on her, pinning her to the floor beneath his weight. She struggled against him, trying to push him away, but he was stronger than her, much stronger. He leaned down so that his face was mere inches from hers, watching her closely as she squirmed beneath him.
"I told you I was going to make you mine," he said, his voice a low growl. "And now I have you right where I want you, pet. There's nowhere left for you to run, nowhere left for you to hide." He chuckled, his eyes roaming over her body, taking in every curve and contour.
“N-no, please, not like this.” She was so scared and panicked.
Megatron chuckled again, amused by her fear and panic. He relished the fact that she was so afraid of him, that she was at his mercy. What's the matter, pet?" he said, his voice taunting. "Scared? You should be. You're all alone in here with me, and there's nothing you can do to stop me."
She looked around the room, searching for something, anything.
Megatron watched her as she searched the room, her eyes darting from one corner to the next. He chuckled, knowing there was nothing in the room that could help her, no way for her to escape him.
"Looking for something, pet?" he asked, his voice mocking. "Search all you want, you won't find anything here that can help you.” He leaned in and licked her throat and she wanted to vomit.
Leaning in, helicked her throat, his tongue tracing a path up her skin. She felt disgust, humiliation and fear all at once, but she was powerless to stop him. "You taste so good," he whispered, his voice a low rumble. "I can't wait to taste more of you, all of you." At his words, she clenched unbeknownst to her. He chuckled as he saw her clench, her body reacting to his words despite her best efforts to remain stoic.
"I see I'm getting to you, pet," he said, his voice a low growl. "Your body betrays you, revealing your true feelings even when your mind denies them.”
“I'm not a pet! And earning the favor of my body doesn't earn you the favor of my heart.”
Megatron chuckled at her protest, unbothered by her defiance. He knew that he could make her body respond to him, whether she wanted to or not. And he was determined to make her love him, no matter how stubborn she was. "Your body already betrays you, pet," he said, his voice mocking. "And it won't take long for your heart to follow suit."
“I'm not a pet.” She managed to voice out, still fighting against thr lack of air in her lungs.
Again, Megatron chuckled at her denial. He found her stubbornness cute, in a way. But it was also infuriating, and he was determined to break her, to make her submit to him completely. He leaned in close, his face inches from hers. "You may not see yourself as a pet, but I do," he growled. "And whether you like it or not, you belong to me now, pet. You're mine, and I'm going to make sure you never forget it."
“As far as I've heard, masters don't fuck their pets.” She spat, giving a special accent at the word ‘fuck’. “Also, calling the woman a pet, who's affection you're trying to ear, isn't gonna get you far.”
Megatron was taken aback by her response, surprised by her boldness. He wasn't used to being talked back to, let alone by a human woman. But he quickly composed himself, the shock giving way to irritation. "Maybe I'll make an exception for you," he said, his voice a low rumble. "And as for your...affection, I don't need it. I don't need anything from you. But I want you, and I always get what I want, pet.”
“Ha! Don't you hear yourself! You're contradicting your own words! First saying you want my love and now saying you don't! Are you bipolar?”
Megatron scowled at her sarcasm, her mockery. He was growing more and more frustrated with her by the minute. "Don't sass me, pet," he said, his voice a low growl. "I'm getting tired of your attitude. And I'm not bipolar. I do want your love, but I don't need it. I don't need anything from you, except your submission."
“That's the thing, Megatron…” She traced a finger over his chest in mockery. You don't need my love, meaning you get a night of passion without getting the full deal....because when I love someone, when you get that love, you get it all, both in bed, during the night, and during the day…”
He shivered involuntarily at her touch, her finger on his chest sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through his body. But he quickly pushed that feeling aside, determined not to let her see how much she affected him. "You think you can sway me with your words, with your touches?" he asked, his voice rough and gravelly. "I'm not so easily swayed, pet. I'm not going to fall for your tricks."
His eyes narrowed as he heard her insult, his irritation flaring again. He gripped her arms, holding her firmly in his grasp. "Watch your tongue, pet," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "I won't tolerate your disrespect. And I won't let you get away with calling me stupid.” He leaned in so that his face was just inches from hers, his expression stormy and intense. "I know you're trying to play games with me," he said, his voice a low rumble. "But you're not as clever as you think you are. I see through your tricks, pet. And I won't let you get the best of me. You're mine, and I'm going to make you mine completely, whether you want it or not."
His hands started to undress her shirt as she started to fight and scream. Megatron tore her shirt off first, his hands moving quickly and with an air of possessiveness. She tried to fight him off, her hands batting against his chest with no avail. She'd only hurt them this way. He was all metal, how could a flesh bag like her do anything about it?!
She began to struggle, trying to fight him off and push him away. But Megatron's grip was too strong, his strength too much for her to overcome. He continued to undress her, his hands roaming over her body with a sense of ownership and possession. He was relishing the feeling of her skin beneath his hands, relishing the fact that he had her completely at his mercy. She continued to struggle, her mind racing with fcar and desperation. She didn't want this, didn't want to be at his mercy like this. But there was nothing she could do, nothing to stop him from taking what he wanted. He pushed what remained of her shirt aside, revealing her bare skin to his gaze. His eyes roamed over her body, taking in every inch of her with a sense of reverence and desire. He wanted her, wanted her more than anything he had.
He leaned down and pressed kisses along her collarbone, his lips soft and gentle against her skin. He was trying to be gentle, to coax her into submission, but he was starting to lose control. His hands roamed over her body, tracing a path down her stomach and slipping between her legs. She squirmed and gasped, her body responding automatically to his touch, even as her mind was screaming for her to fight him off. He continued to kiss and touch her, his hands and lips exploring her body with a sense of fascination and desire. He was losing himself in her, in the sensations he was creating within her. A low growl escaped his throat, her sense overwhelming him. Knowing he couldn't wait a second more, he tore down her leggings and settled between her legs.
His grin grew tenfold. “You are drenched.” He was big and made of metal and although the private parts of Cybertronians were more sensitive and meek than their outer parts and armor, he still tried his best not to hurt her. He was rough but as he started to thrust, he sensed a tugging at his spark.
His chassis started to glow a bright blue. As he moved, he felt a strange sensation, a tugging at his spark. It was a feeling he had never experienced before, a feeling that shook him to his core. His chassis glowed a bright blue, the Decepticon emblem on his chassis was radiating off a warm light, as his spark pulled furiously, wanting to jump out of his frame. It made Megatron delirious, his mind and thoughts short-circuiting for a few long moments. The sensation he felt when they joined, its influence taking force by a hundred. He could feel her. Her whole being. Quit literally. It was as if both of them were one.
And the girl? She was gasping for air, grabbing onto him, barely holding on, he was a lot to take in. He was big. But then she also felt a tugging at her heart, but then it started to spread through her whole body.
Megatron was lost in the sensations, his body wracked with pleasure and desire. But at the same time, he sensed something else, something that he could not explain. He looked down at her and saw that her body was also glowing, the same bright blue light emanating from her skin. She was beautiful, glowing blue like that.
He slowed his movements, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of her glowing body. It was a strange and unfamiliar sight, one that confused and intrigued him at the same time. Reaching out and touching her, his fingers tracing over her skin. The light seemed to pulse and glow brighter wherever he touched, the connection between them growing stronger and more intense. She felt a firework -like sensation where they had been joined together. She locked her eyes with his. What was happening?
He met her gaze, his own eyes filled with confusion, surprise, and wonder. What was happening here? He had never experienced anything like this before, this deep and powerful connection with a human. It went beyond mere desire and attraction - it was a connection on a deeper, more primal level.
Then his mouth opened as he gasped. Conjunx Endura....my conjunx endura.... He breathed out as his fingers started to trail down her flowing blue chest.
As the words left his mouth, he understood. He understood the sensation, the connection, and what it meant. She was his sparkmate, his conju endura. His mind raced as he tried to process the information, to comprehend the magnitude of the discovery. He felt a flood of emotions wash over him, a mix of joy, relief, and disbelief. This was a bond that he had always longed for, a bond that he had never dared to hope for. And now, here she was, glowing blue before him, the living embodiment of his wildest dreams. He marveled at the sight of her, at the way the blue light played over her skin, making her glow like an angel. Running his fingers over her body and tracing the lines of the light, mapping out her skin like he was committing it to memory. He couldn't believe his luck, his fortune. Here she was, in his arms, his Sparkmate, his other half. He felt a love and devotion for her that he had never felt before, a connection that went beyond anything he could have imagined. He leaned in and captured her lips in a fierce kiss, his hands pulling her close against his body. He wanted to be as close to her as possible, to feel her skin against his own, to feel her very essence flowing through his veins. He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands roamed over her body. He could feel her heart racing, her chest rising and falling against his own as they kissed, the bond between them growing ever stronger with each passing moment.
He pulled away reluctantly, his hands cupping her face as he looked down at her. He marveled at her beautiful face, her eyes sparkling with the same blue light as her skin. He couldn't believe that this was his reality now, that this woman, his conjunx endura, was his to cherish and protect for all eternity. He knew that there would be challenges ahead, obstacles to overcome and enemies to face. But none of that mattered right now. All that mattered was her, the bond they shared, and the love that was blossoming between them like a blue flame.
"What is this? What does it mean?" Her voice trembled.
He looked down at her, his expression gentle and tender. "It means that you are my sparkmate, my conjunx endura," he said, his voice filled with a mixture of relief and wonder. "We are bound together, connected on a deeper level than any human or Cybertronian relationship. We are soulmates."
"W-what?" Her face was horrified. "N-no. No, you are wrong. That can't be. I-I am with Optimus....I love him! If I am to be someone's soulmate, then it's HIS!”
Anger flickered in Megatron's eyes at her denial, her stubbornness. He tightened his grip on her arms, his expression hardening. "You can deny it all you like," he hissed. "But the bond between us is real. It is a connection that cannot be broken or denied. You are MY conjunx endura, not Prime's. And the sooner you accept that, the better."
Her eyes widened in fear as tears started to well. He noted her tears, his heart clenching in his chest. He hated seeing her cry, hated knowing that he was causing her pain. But he couldn't let her deny their bond, their connection. "Don't cry," he said gruffly, his voice gentling. "I don't like seeing you cry. But you must accept what I am telling you. We are bound. You are mine."
“You don't like seeing me cry?! You certainly didn't mind five minutes ago!”
He bit back a growl at her accusation, his irritation rising again. "That was different," he said, his voice tight. "I was trying to coax you into submission, to show you that I was in control. Seeing you cry now, when I am trying to explain something very important to you, is different. It's not the same."
“How is it different?!” She screamed, her feelings hurt completely, heart and hope shattered into pieces.
His face darkened as she screamed at him, his irritation transforming into anger. He gripped her tighter, his fingers digging into her arms. "It's different because I am not trying to hurt you now!" he roared. "I am trying to explain something important to you, to tell you the truth about our bond and our connection. And yet you are still fighting me, still denying the truth. It is infuriating!"
“But you hurt me. You were willing to hurt me. There shall be no connection between us, it's impossible.”
He growled in frustration, his anger flaring. He could feel his temper slipping, the urge to force her to understand growing stronger by the minute. "Impossible, you say?" he sneered. "You are stubbornly defiant, aren't you? You refuse to accept the truth even when it stands before you in the form of a glowing blue bond between us.”
“I reject it. I reject you as my sparkmate.”
His anger flared even brighter at her stubbornness, her rejection. "You cannot reject the bond," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "It is a biological, chemical connection that cannot be denied or broken. You are mine whether you like it or not."
“No! I don't want to! She pushed against him, now fully crying.” Her eyes were blurred with tears.
His heart clenched at the sight of her tear- streaked face, a mixture of anger, frustration, and something else he couldn't quite identify. "Stop crying," he growled, his voice gruff and firm. "You cannot undo the bond, no matter how much you cry or fight. You are mine, and that's all there is to it. The sooner you accept it, the better.”
He clenched his teeth in frustration as she continued to deny and resist, her cries and protests like knives in his spark. He fought the urge to shake her, to force her to understand, to submit to him and the bond between them.
"You are making this harder than it needs to be," he said through gritted teeth. "Why do you deny your own feelings? Why do you reject me when your body and soul are telling you differently?"
“I don't love you! Everything you've done so far has given me reason to hate you! You are the enemy. I-I cant-”
He flinched at her words, pain flashing in his eyes at her declaration of hatred for him. He knew she had every reason to hate him - he had done terrible things to her, hurt her, kidnapped her...but he had also saved her, kept her safe when others would have left her to rot. "You cannot deny a biological bond," he repeated, his voice low and gruff. "You may hate me, you may refuse to love me, but the connection between us will remain. It will not go away just because you are too stubborn to acknowledge it." He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself even as his anger and frustration threatened to boil over. He could feel their bond pulsing and thrumming with every word they spoke, growing stronger with each moment. "You may despise me," he said, his voice softer now. "But the bond between us is not one of hate. It cannot be. It is a connection of sparks, of souls. It is a bond that goes deeper than simple emotions like hate and love."
He stepped closer to her, his eyes fixed on hers. "You may deny it, you may fight it, but the bond will not go away. It will only grow stronger." He reached out and touched her face, his fingers gentle against her tear-stained cheek. "You are mine, whether you like it or not. And there is nothing you can do to change that."
She trembled at his touch, her body responding to his words and his touch despite her protests. She could feel the bond between them growing stronger with each passing moment, the glowing light that bound them flaring brighter every time he spoke or touched her. "No... no..." she whispered, shaking her head as tears streamed down her face. "I don't want this... I don't want to be yours..."
He felt a pang of guilt and regret at the sight of her tears, at the pain and confusion that he had caused her. But he also felt a strange and powerful sense of possessiveness, a primal urge to claim her as his own. He pulled her closer, his arms wrapped tightly around her.
"What you want does not matter," he said, his voice gentle but firm. "The bond is stronger than your desires. It is stronger than anything. You are mine, whether you like it or not."
The girl whimpered as he pulled her close, her body pressed against his metal frame. She could feel the heat radiating from his skin, the rumble of his engine in his chest. She could also feel the bond between them, thrumming and pulsing with every beat of their hearts.
"I don't want this..." she whispered again, her voice shaking with emotion. "I don't want to be yours... I love Optimus... not you..."
A stab of jealousy shot through Megatron's chest at her words, at her declaration of love for Optimus. He gripped her tighter, his fingers digging into her skin. "You think you love him," he said, his voice rough with anger and possessiveness. "But you do not understand what it means to love. You do not understand the power of this bond between us. He does not possess your soul the way I do."
She tried to pull away, to escape his grip, but he held her fast. He could feel her body trembling against his, her heart racing. "Please... let me go..." she whispered, her voice shaking with fear and desperation.
He chuckled darkly at her pleas, relishing the fear and desperation in her voice. He leaned down, his face close to hers, and spoke in a low, gravelly whisper. "You cannot escape me, my pet. You are mine. And I do not let go of what is mine." His fingers traced over her skin, his touch both gentle and possessive. "You think Optimus cares about you? You think he loves you? He does not. He cannot. He is too weak, too soft to understand what it means to truly own and cherish something." He tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze. "I am the one who loves you, who truly understands you. Optimus is a fool. He is incapable of understanding the depths of your soul, the fire that burns within you."
Her eyes widened at his words, her mind struggling to process the truth in his words. He was right, wasn't he? She had felt a connection with Optimus, a love and devotion that went beyond simple attraction. But deep down, she had always felt something missing, something she couldn't quite put her finger on. Was it possible that she had been wrong? That the bond between her and Megatron was stronger, more powerful?
He saw the confusion in her eyes, the doubts and questions swirling in her mind. He could sense her internal conflict, her struggle to reconcile her feelings for Optimus with the growing connection between them. "You see it now, don't you?" he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. "You feel it now. The bond between us, the call of our sparks."
She shook her head, her eyes still wide with confusion and denial. But he could see the flicker of doubt in her expression, the uncertainty in her gaze.
"No," she whispered back, shaking her head. "It's not true... it can't be..."
He could feel her denial slipping, her resistance weakening. "You know it is true," he said, his voice firm and authoritative. "You can feel it, deep down. The bond between us is stronger than any human emotion or desire. It is stronger than the love you think you have for Optimus. You belong to me. And deep down, you know it."
She closed her eyes, denial and defeat plaguing her mind. “Plesse, I just want to rest. I need sleep.” Her head turned away, eyes closing.
He heard the exhaustion in her voice, the plea for rest. He couldn't deny her that simple request, even if he didn't understand her human need for sleep. "Very well," he said, his voice softening slightly. "You may rest. But we will continue this conversation later. You cannot deny the truth forever, my pet.” He released her, stepping back and letting her fall back onto the bed. She curled up, her body shaking with exhaustion and emotion. He looked down at her for a moment, his gaze lingering on her small, prone form. A wave of something close to tenderness washed over him, but he pushed it away. She was his, and it was time she accepted it.
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