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'I want a story of Shockwave, Megatron, and Soundwave, but I want a cute story written in your original style!'

....My original style is this. To me this is a cute story. Morbid huh? I own nothing but the writing, character ideas and characters themselves belong to Hasbro.", "writing": "The yellow optic watching the screen in front of it narrowed, the mech looking beyond pleased now. His hand curled against the datapad he'd been reading, a claw scratching the screen, the noise echoing much like nails on a chalkboard, before it broke completely. Shattering in his hand and sparking. Shockwave cast his glance down at the broken, shattered datapad and tossed it across the room with a growl. The usually quiet and reserved mech was furious. And the reason was clear.\n\nSoundwave.\n\nMegatron's Communications Expert. The mech he'd chosen to take to Earth instead of him, Megatron's most loyal soldier. Instead Megatron wanted some tapedeck and his spawns. Well Shockwave had a surprise or two for them. The Decepticon Warlord was coming back to Cybertron with his [i]precious[/i] tapedeck, and Shockwave had a surprise or two for them.\n\nThe mech, the unfeeling thing, that stood between Shockwave and what little bit of euphoria he could have that would surpass serving the Decepticon Warlord unfalteringly, had a score to settle. The tapedeck stood between what Shockwave wanted, and the way Shockwave had been trained, he either went around the obstacles...or through them.\n\nSoundwave would pay for this betrayal with his own energon. And Shockwave would make sure the Warlord was there to watch. It was the least he could do. After all...He had a score to settle with the Communications Expert anyways.\n\n~~~~~~~\n\nSoundwave had been the first to breach the Space Bridge back onto Iacon. Megatron had asked, no, ordered him to be the first through incase there was either a trap or the bridge was just faulty. Soundwave, ever the loyal soldier, had stepped through without a single hesitation, the Warlord quick to follow him.\n\nMegatron was scowling, displeased at something or other, \"Soundwave you're dismissed. I'm sure you can find your way around the base Shockwave's taken care to still have,\" He said, his voice hardly kind. \n\nSoundwave was gone, turning on his heel to walk off, knowing there was a spare room somewhere. He moved down the hall, not liking the sudden dread he felt choke his spark. Something was off, and it took a few moments of thinking to get it down.\n\nShockwave had been absent when the Space Bridge had connected and also when they had actually arrived. He figured the one eyed mech would be all over the chance to gush about his success he'd had on Cybertron. Looking back in hindsight, he assumed he'd thought Shockwave was just out collecting Energon from the last few sources he had no doubt gotten his claw on.\n\nThat was what he wanted to believe. And as he palmed open the door to the room he planned on inhabiting while they were here, he realized his mistake. The mistake that, when he looked back on it, would have been the one thing he should've seen coming. Instead he felt the crushing pain of a hand coming into contact with the back of his helm.\n\nShockwave reached up, the taser pressed just under Soundwave's helm, the electrodes buried in the tender wiring where his helm failed to cover it. The shocks danced through the wires and straight into his processor, forcing the mech to short circuit. His optics whited out and he crashed to the ground, falling in a very ungraceful heap on the ground. Shockwave glanced up, subspacing the taser calmly as he hoisted Soundwave up onto his feet, Shockwave supporting him completely though. Shockwave has since kicked the door closed and locked the room down, his one optic narrowed, dark in his anger.\n\nHe had work to do though.\n\nHe seemed to think, glancing around the room, his antenna twitching almost absently as he thought. He wanted to make this as humiliating as possible for when the mech woke back up. He couldn't help but smirk, moving to prop Soundwave on his knees, his arms stretched out over the berth. Shockwave was instantly glad the berth wasn't flat against the wall as he moved to unsubspace the stasis cuffs he had, slapping them on Soundwave's wrists, not worried about being gentle. The tapedeck wouldn't be up for some time anyways.\n\nHe moved to pull the chains out of his subspace next, locking them around his wrists before wrapping them around so they came back around under the berth. His gun hand had shifted, the hand there once more as he knelt. Long, surprisingly delicate fingers worked to pull Soundwave's cod piece off, revealing the flaccid cable. Shockwave just smirked, moving to connect both ends of chain to a small string. One hand held the cable, the other hand tied the string just under the head of the cable. If Soundwave so much as moved his hands, it would tug on his cable, and not in the pleasant 'Oh do it again' way.\n\nShockwave straightened himself up, glancing down at the tapedeck as he went about removing the navy blue and porcelain white armor, tossing it carelessly into the corner. With the ideas Shockwave had? Soundwave wouldn't be able to go back to Earth when Megatron left.\n\nHad Shockwave had a mouth? He'd be grinning like the Cheshire cat just then. He moved to nudge Soundwave enough to sit in front of him on the berth. He wasn't awake, so Soundwave wouldn't complain about the jolt to his cable. Shockwave had disposed of his own cod piece, smoothing a hand over the slowly hardening cable. He watched Soundwave with a smirk, knowing the mask was the reason for his monotone. That wouldn't do. He wanted to hear Soundwave scream, swear at him and threaten in his normal voice. He let one hand rip off the mask and throw it aside, his other hand still working over his cable, close enough that he could tap the tip of his cable against Soundwave's lips.\n\nHe smirked, gauging the time and parting Soundwave's lips with just the tip of his cable. When he heard Soundwave's systems online he slammed Soundwave's head down, forcing the mech to deepthroat the rather impressive cable, Soundwave's nose brushing his pelvic plating.\n\nSoundwave gave a strangled cry when he onlined, the cable in his mouth only muffling it as he tried to pull and instantly regretted it. A sharp, searing pain shot through his crotch and he sobbed around the throbbing cable in his mouth. His optics moistened, watching Shockwave, tempted to ask why but knowing better. The mech was too cryptic, and Soundwave reasoned if he just shut up and did as Shockwave wanted him to, he'd be free to go. He could tell Megatron one of his soldiers had defected. Had a glitch of some sort. Something, anything.\n\nShockwave was silent as she watched him, \"You disappointed me, Soundwave. You were granted with the honor of escorting Megatron to Earth while I was stuck here....\" He murmured, he was absolutely purring, the mouth around his cable causing his optic to dim. Soundwave was, surprisingly, fairly talented with that mouth of his. Perhaps Megatron had chosen him for that, not his company but his skills. Surely the warlord would be just as lonely as any of the other soldiers that missed having some outlet to shove their cable in.\n\nShockwave let one hand fall to just around Soundwave's mouth, a finger brushing the scars there. No wonder he wore the facemask. He was afraid of showing his scars, afraid of showing any little imperfection when he was supposed to be the emotionless fragger he was. Shockwave gave a low chuckle, snapping his hips back just in time to let the transfluid spurt across Soundwave's face, getting on the visor, settling into the grooves of the scars, everything. Shockwave just purred as he saw Soundwave's visor dim in his embarrassment, Shockwave moving to pull Soundwave's arms away from the berth, the tapedeck screaming as it tugged on his cable, Shockwave moving out from the space he'd previously occupied, watching as Soundwave scrambled to lean on the berth, doing his best to ease the burning pain his crotch was currently in.\n\n\"Where are those cretins of yours, Soundwave?\" He asked, rummaging through his subspace absently, knowing it was driving the tapedeck insane not knowing what was going to be coming, not knowing what might hit him next.\n\nSoundwave faultered at first, almost afraid to answer that, \"The cassettes stayed on Earth. Megatron wanted them there to keep Starscream in line,\" He mumbled. Shockwave couldn't help but reflect on the fact that Soundwave's voice, when it wasn't filtered through that fragging useless filter in the mask, was quite pleasant. Shockwave waved it off though, thinking of what he was going to do next. He had plenty of ideas, that wasn't the problem, but it was more so the fact of how much pain he wanted Soundwave in, how badly he wanted the mech mutilated.\n\nHe had been about to pull out the whip he had, the one that could carry the electrical currents through it, when the knock was heard on the door. Shockwave looked up, flicking the taser back into his hand and holding it against Soundwave's cable, glaring down at him as menacingly as a mech with one optic could. Soundwave was silent as the cultured voice spoke out, \"Can I help you?\"\n\n\"Shockwave? I was hoping you could help me find Soundwave. I was trying to find him for one of the reports,\" He growled, sounding less than pleased that his soldier had gone missing that quickly. It was unsettling. His soldier was always right at his side, whether he wanted him there or not. It wasn't that he was displeased with Soundwave, it was just odd behaviour for the mech. \n\nShockwave glanced down at Soundwave, \"I don't need you fragging this up,\" He hissed, setting the taser on high and pressing it to Soundwave's cable, the mech back in stasis as Shockwave let the taser vanish. He straightened himself up, moving to open the door, hiding his lower half expertly enough so his half hard cable was hidden from his leader's optics. He wasn't gonna lie, he was a sadist deep in the darker reaches of his spark, and it was so painfully obvious how much of a rise he was getting from abusing Soundwave as he had. \n\nMegatron frowned, eying him, \"What are you doing then?\" He asked, instantly suspicious. He trusted Shockwave. The mech was one of the only soldiers he could. Starscream he'd rather shove in a rocket and fire it at the moon, Soundwave was alright but there was that whole monotone. It was impossible to see what the tapedeck was thinking. At least Starscream was a traitorous glitch and everyone knew it.\n\nShockwave watched him, carefully maneuvering to open the door, \"Come in, my liege. Surely you're tired from all you've done to get the bridge up,\" His voice was calm, betraying nothing of what he was feeling. No sooner had Megatron stepped foot in the door, and Shockwave had him on his knees, closing and locking the door. He snickered softly, \"My liege...I believe you and I need to discuss a few things,\" He murmured, the collar snapping around Megatron's neck. He smirked, stepping on the back of Megatron's shins, keeping him there. Megatron growled, fighting his restraints, but Shockwave noticed that his optics darkened in something other than anger.\n\nShockwave smirked, trailing a thumb against Megatron's lip, \"Let's see if you can behave better then Soundwave did, hmm?\" He murmured, stepping off Megatron's legs to hoist him up, getting him on his feet. He connected a pair of cuffs around Megatron's wrists, having pulled his arms behind his back. He knelt down, connecting a chain to the cuffs he slapped around his ankles, completely restraining the warlord as he made him stand. Megatron was speechless as he watched Shockwave move over to Soundwave, not use to such a display of dominance from any of his soldiers, except Starscream, but it was expected most of the time with him. \n\nShockwave had reached down, slender hands undoing the chain that kept Soundwave where he was. He instead looped the chain back to tie to Soundwaves thighs, keeping it so if he even got aroused by the torture, the string around the head of his cable would tighten and tug. Shockwave smirked dropping him down in front of Megatron. The warlord looked confused as his Communications Expert groggily came online, knowing better then to move this time around.\n\nShockwave stood behind Soundwave, a smirk there, and the Communications Expert knew he was fragged. Shockwave pushed Megatron into the chair, knowing he wouldn't be able to move too much from where he was, \"Soundwave why don't you put that mouth of yours to use,\" He hissed lowly, Soundwave growling back at him. Shockwave tilted his head, antenna flicking as he smirked, the sharp fingers back, one digging into his hip. \n\nThe claw dug into the tender protoform, energon welting up and running down the trembling thighs in rivulets. Shockwave smirked, his other hand lashing out, curling into the top of his helm, leaving small furrows as he poised Soundwave's head to Megatron's cod piece. Shockwave tightened his hold and Soundwave easily got the clue, just wanting Shockwave to take his fingers out of his tender protoform.\n\nSoundwave moved to carefully ease his tongue under the seams for the cod piece, swearing when he cut his own tongue, severing the very tip of it when the energon was easily tasted in his mouth, forcing the cod piece off.\n\nMegatron looked down at Soundwave and couldn't help the arousal that stabbed through his crotch and his spark. His cable instantly slid out and hardened. Where Soundwave had cut his tongue, the energon had spilt past such pretty, pouting lips, mixing with the transfluid already there in the scars on his face, and dripping off down his chin. Megatron squirmed, watching Shockwave now, who had taken up his position behind Soundwave, having moved the hand on Wave's helm to the opposite hip, digging in. If one didn't know any better, they'd guess that Shockwave was just claiming his territory, marking what was his.\n\nWhen in all honesty he hadn't even started to mark it.\n\nHe smirked, tapping his cable against Soundwave's aft, \"Be a good mech and open your mouth,\" He cooed, venom laced through his words and it was so very obvious. Megatron glanced down, red optics dimmed, deepening in color as Soundwave reluctantly closed his mouth around the tip, unfortunately causing the energon to drip past his lips and down onto Megatron's cable.\n\n\"Good whore,\" Shockwave murmured, claws clenching tighter before he slammed into the tight aft. Shockwave gave a low groan at taking the mech dry, relishing in the exquisite tightness that was Soundwave. Soundwave, on the other hand, screamed. He was humiliated, and he had not been with another since before the war had even started, back during the Golden Age. \n\n Shockwave easily set up a fast, brutal pace, the rocking causing Soundwave to suck off his leader whether he wanted to or not, Megatron giving a low growl in the back of his throat. He realized, in the back of his processor, that he had been wrong. Megatron hadn't been fragging Soundwave, but it was a little late to just stop. Besides, he was enjoying the control he had.\n\nMegatron wasn't going to lie, seeing Shockwave take control, and not frag it up like Starscream always did, was hot. Not to mention the fact Shockwave seemed to have such a sadistic side, Megatron couldn't help but notice. Especially when Shockwave took his claws from Soundwave's hips, digging them, instead, in the middle of Soundwave's back, one on either side of his spinal strut. He used it more as an anchor than anything else, his overload fast approaching as he pounded into the mech below him. \n\nShockwave glanced up at hearing the low moan of his leader, Megatron's head falling back as he shot his release down Soundwave's throat. The mech gagged through, turning to spit it on the floor, the transfluid and energon mixing together. Soundwave was struggling to clear his intakes, his optics fuzzing as he tried to calm himself down.\n\nShockwave gave a low snarl, pulling out and slamming a fist into the back of Soundwave's helm, leaving a sizable dent as Soundwave went down, quiet and still. Megatron hardly seemed to notice, moving to look up at Shockwave now.\n\nThe violet mech was quiet, a thoughtful expression readable just through how he held himself. Despite the throbbing erection he still had, he had relaxed his pose, his stance. Just taking in Megatron and the ideas he had. Soundwave would no doubt be deactivated by morning. The Decepticons would just have to find a way to get their hands on Blaster and reprogram him. It'd give Hook something to do.\n\nBut for now, Shockwave wanted something to do, and he moved to place a claw under Megatron's chin, tilting his head up as the claw dug in, \"Stand...\" He hissed, Megatron doing so as quickly as he could once he figured out the trick to the restraints. If he moved with them and not suddenly, he had more freedom.\n\nShockwave slowly began to walk him back to the berth, having taken the leash of the collar in hand. He eased himself down onto the berth, tugging the leash so Megatron stumbled closer. He moved to be on his knees on the berth, Shockwave spreading his legs as he reclined back, watching the Warlord, who was still completely restrained.\n\n\"What do you think I want you to do?\" He asked, the culture voice a lazy drawl as he watched Megatron. Sure he enjoyed dominating Soundwave, but the mech just wasn't his type. He wasn't strong enough, he didn't have the aggression that Megatron so easily took control of and used to his advantaged.\n\nMegatron seemed to think, smirking, \"You want me to finish what Soundwave couldn't last through,\" He murmured, his voice, now that he wasn't growling or moaning, was rough, thick with lust, anger just barely boiling under everything from being so humiliated.\n\nShockwave watched, smirking as he shifted, \"If you think you can,\" He murmured, undoing Megatron's hands. He gave a startled groan as the Warlord grabbed his hips and immediately sunk into him, the two moaning in unison as Shockwave's body arched, forming a perfect curve as he pressed into Megatron. His hand on the collar tightened, tugging Megatron close as the much larger mech mimicked the pace Shockwave had tried with Soundwave. \n\nThe warlord eyed the violet mech, who had flicked his optic off and moaned. Megatron smirked, turning his head to bite down on an antenna, leaving a mark no doubt, as he kept up the fast, harsh pace. Shockwave may have been tight, but the pain just egged him on further. Shockwave's cable dribbled fluid down it, Megatron bringing one hand up to close over Shocky's cable, pumping in rhythm with his hips.\n\nNeither one lasted much longer. Megatron overloaded hard, the violet mech overloading simultaneously with his leader as his cable decorated their stomachs with fluid. When Megatron pulled out, just barely managing to in time before his exhaustion caught up and he collapsed against the berth, a small gush of liquids followed him. Shockwave ignored it, turning to give Megatron more room where he had all but passed out on the berth. \n\nShockwave watched him, humming a joyous little tune to himself. He sat up though, unsubspacing a polishing rag, cleaning himself off and replacing his cod piece before cleaning the berth up. He glanced over to where Soundwave was, still crumpled on the floor. The mech had energon pooling from his mouth, the energon still trickling down his legs, from the punctures on his hip, and onto the floor to join the puddle from the other. Even his aft, where Shockwave had been as rough as he had, was dribbling energon, showing the thin, pliable metal that made up the lining had been torn and ripped.\n\nShockwave just hummed, dropped the cleaning rag on Soundwave and slipped out down the hall to go back to his screens. He did have a planet to run after all.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The yellow optic watching the screen in front of it narrowed, the mech looking beyond pleased now. His hand curled against the datapad he'd been reading, a claw scratching the screen, the noise echoing much like nails on a chalkboard, before it broke completely. Shattering in his hand and sparking.  Shockwave cast his glance down at the broken, shattered datapad and tossed it across the room with a growl. The usually quiet and reserved mech was furious. And the reason was clear.

Soundwave.

Megatron's Communications Expert. The mech he'd chosen to take to Earth instead of him, Megatron's most loyal soldier. Instead Megatron wanted some tapedeck and his spawns. Well Shockwave had a surprise or two for them. The Decepticon Warlord was coming back to Cybertron with his precious tapedeck, and Shockwave had a surprise or two for them.

The mech, the unfeeling thing,  that stood between Shockwave and what little bit of euphoria he could have that would surpass serving the Decepticon Warlord unfalteringly, had a score to settle.  The tapedeck stood between what Shockwave wanted, and the way Shockwave had been trained, he either went around the obstacles...or through them.

Soundwave would pay for this betrayal with his own energon. And Shockwave would make sure the Warlord was there to watch. It was the least he could do. After all...He had a score to settle with the Communications Expert anyways.

~~~~~~~

Soundwave had been the first to breach the Space Bridge back onto Iacon. Megatron had asked, no, ordered him to be the first through incase there was either a trap or the bridge was just faulty. Soundwave, ever the loyal soldier, had stepped through without a single hesitation, the Warlord quick to follow him.

Megatron was scowling, displeased at something or other, "Soundwave you're dismissed. I'm sure you can find your way around the base Shockwave's taken care to still have," He said, his voice hardly kind.

Soundwave was gone, turning on his heel to walk off, knowing there was a spare room somewhere. He moved down the hall, not liking the sudden dread he felt choke his spark. Something was off, and it took a few moments of thinking to get it down.

Shockwave had been absent when the Space Bridge had connected and also when they had actually arrived. He figured the one eyed mech would be all over the chance to gush about his success he'd had on Cybertron. Looking back in hindsight, he assumed he'd thought Shockwave was just out collecting Energon from the last few sources he had no doubt gotten his claw on.

That was what he wanted to believe. And as he palmed open the door to the room he planned on inhabiting while they were here, he realized his mistake. The mistake that, when he looked back on it, would have been the one thing he should've seen coming. Instead he felt the crushing pain of a hand coming into contact with the back of his helm.

Shockwave reached up, the taser pressed just under Soundwave's helm, the electrodes buried in the tender wiring where his helm failed to cover it. The shocks danced through the wires and straight into his processor, forcing the mech to short circuit. His optics whited out and he crashed to the ground, falling in a very ungraceful heap on the ground. Shockwave glanced up, subspacing the taser calmly as he hoisted Soundwave up onto his feet, Shockwave supporting him completely though. Shockwave has since kicked the door closed and locked the room down, his one optic narrowed, dark in his anger.

He had work to do though.

He seemed to think, glancing around the room, his antenna twitching almost absently as he thought. He wanted to make this as humiliating as possible for when the mech woke back up. He couldn't help but smirk, moving to prop Soundwave on his knees, his arms stretched out over the berth. Shockwave was instantly glad the berth wasn't flat against the wall as he moved to unsubspace the stasis cuffs he had, slapping them on Soundwave's wrists, not worried about being gentle. The tapedeck wouldn't be up for some time anyways.

He moved to pull the chains out of his subspace next, locking them around his wrists before wrapping them around so they came back around under the berth. His gun hand had shifted, the hand there once more as he knelt. Long, surprisingly delicate fingers worked to pull Soundwave's cod piece off, revealing the flaccid cable. Shockwave just smirked, moving to connect both ends of chain to a small string. One hand held the cable, the other hand tied the string just under the head of the cable. If Soundwave so much as moved his hands, it would tug on his cable, and not in the pleasant 'Oh do it again' way.

Shockwave straightened himself up, glancing down at the tapedeck as he went about removing the navy blue and porcelain white armor, tossing it carelessly into the corner. With the ideas Shockwave had? Soundwave wouldn't be able to go back to Earth when Megatron left.

Had Shockwave had a mouth? He'd be grinning like the Cheshire cat just then. He moved to nudge Soundwave enough to sit in front of him on the berth. He wasn't awake, so Soundwave wouldn't complain about the jolt to his cable. Shockwave had disposed of his own cod piece, smoothing a hand over the slowly hardening cable. He watched Soundwave with a smirk, knowing the mask was the reason for his monotone. That wouldn't do. He wanted to hear Soundwave scream, swear at him and threaten in his normal voice. He let one hand rip off the mask and throw it aside, his other hand still working over his cable, close enough that he could tap the tip of his cable against Soundwave's lips.

He smirked, gauging the time and parting Soundwave's lips with just the tip of his cable. When he heard Soundwave's systems online he slammed Soundwave's head down, forcing the mech to deepthroat the rather impressive cable, Soundwave's nose brushing his pelvic plating.

Soundwave gave a strangled cry when he onlined, the cable in his mouth only muffling it as he tried to pull and instantly regretted it. A sharp, searing pain shot through his crotch and he sobbed around the throbbing cable in his mouth. His optics moistened, watching Shockwave, tempted to ask why but knowing better. The mech was too cryptic, and Soundwave reasoned if he just shut up and did as Shockwave wanted him to, he'd be free to go. He could tell Megatron one of his soldiers had defected. Had a glitch of some sort. Something, anything.

Shockwave was silent as she watched him, "You disappointed me, Soundwave. You were granted with the honor of escorting Megatron to Earth while I was stuck here...." He murmured, he was absolutely purring, the mouth around his cable causing his optic to dim. Soundwave was, surprisingly, fairly talented with that mouth of his. Perhaps Megatron had chosen him for that, not his company but his skills. Surely the warlord would be just as lonely as any of the other soldiers that missed having some outlet to shove their cable in.

Shockwave let one hand fall to just around Soundwave's mouth, a finger brushing the scars there. No wonder he wore the facemask. He was afraid of showing his scars, afraid of showing any little imperfection when he was supposed to be the emotionless fragger he was. Shockwave gave a low chuckle, snapping his hips back just in time to let the transfluid spurt across Soundwave's face, getting on the visor, settling into the grooves of the scars, everything. Shockwave just purred as he saw Soundwave's visor dim in his embarrassment, Shockwave moving to pull Soundwave's arms away from the berth, the tapedeck screaming as it tugged on his cable, Shockwave moving out from the space he'd previously occupied, watching as Soundwave scrambled to lean on the berth, doing his best to ease the burning pain his crotch was currently in.

"Where are those cretins of yours, Soundwave?" He asked, rummaging through his subspace absently, knowing it was driving the tapedeck insane not knowing what was going to be coming, not knowing what might hit him next.

Soundwave faultered at first, almost afraid to answer that, "The cassettes stayed on Earth. Megatron wanted them there to keep Starscream in line," He mumbled. Shockwave couldn't help but reflect on the fact that Soundwave's voice, when it wasn't filtered through that fragging useless filter in the mask, was quite pleasant. Shockwave waved it off though, thinking of what he was going to do next. He had plenty of ideas, that wasn't the problem, but it was more so the fact of how much pain he wanted Soundwave in, how badly he wanted the mech mutilated.

He had been about to pull out the whip he had, the one that could carry the electrical currents through it, when the knock was heard on the door. Shockwave looked up, flicking the taser back into his hand and holding it against Soundwave's cable, glaring down at him as menacingly as a mech with one optic could. Soundwave was silent as the cultured voice spoke out, "Can I help you?"

"Shockwave? I was hoping you could help me find Soundwave. I was trying to find him for one of the reports," He growled, sounding less than pleased that his soldier had gone missing that quickly. It was unsettling. His soldier was always right at his side, whether he wanted him there or not. It wasn't that he was displeased with Soundwave, it was just odd behaviour for the mech.

Shockwave glanced down at Soundwave, "I don't need you fragging this up," He hissed, setting the taser on high and pressing it to Soundwave's cable, the mech back in stasis as Shockwave let the taser vanish. He straightened himself up, moving to open the door, hiding his lower half expertly enough so his half hard cable was hidden from his leader's optics. He wasn't gonna lie, he was a sadist deep in the darker reaches of his spark, and it was so painfully obvious how much of a rise he was getting from abusing Soundwave as he had.

Megatron frowned, eying him, "What are you doing then?" He asked, instantly suspicious. He trusted Shockwave. The mech was one of the only soldiers he could. Starscream he'd rather shove in a rocket and fire it at the moon, Soundwave was alright but there was that whole monotone. It was impossible to see what the tapedeck was thinking. At least Starscream was a traitorous glitch and everyone knew it.

Shockwave watched him, carefully maneuvering to open the door, "Come in, my liege. Surely you're tired from all you've done to get the bridge up," His voice was calm, betraying nothing of what he was feeling. No sooner had Megatron stepped foot in the door, and Shockwave had him on his knees, closing and locking the door. He snickered softly, "My liege...I believe you and I need to discuss a few things," He murmured, the collar snapping around Megatron's neck. He smirked, stepping on the back of Megatron's shins, keeping him there. Megatron growled, fighting his restraints, but Shockwave noticed that his optics darkened in something other than anger.

Shockwave smirked, trailing a thumb against Megatron's lip, "Let's see if you can behave better then Soundwave did, hmm?" He murmured, stepping off Megatron's legs to hoist him up, getting him on his feet. He connected a pair of cuffs around Megatron's wrists, having pulled his arms behind his back. He knelt down, connecting a chain to the cuffs he slapped around his ankles, completely restraining the warlord as he made him stand. Megatron was speechless as he watched Shockwave move over to Soundwave, not use to such a display of dominance from any of his soldiers, except Starscream, but it was expected most of the time with him.

Shockwave had reached down, slender hands undoing the chain that kept Soundwave where he was. He instead looped the chain back to tie to Soundwaves thighs, keeping it so if he even got aroused by the torture, the string around the head of his cable would tighten and tug. Shockwave smirked dropping him down in front of Megatron. The warlord looked confused as his Communications Expert groggily came online, knowing better then to move this time around.

Shockwave stood behind Soundwave, a smirk there, and the Communications Expert knew he was fragged. Shockwave pushed Megatron into the chair, knowing he wouldn't be able to move too much from where he was, "Soundwave why don't you put that mouth of yours to use," He hissed lowly, Soundwave growling back at him. Shockwave tilted his head, antenna flicking as he smirked, the sharp fingers back, one digging into his hip.

The claw dug into the tender protoform, energon welting up and running down the trembling thighs in rivulets. Shockwave smirked, his other hand lashing out, curling into the top of his helm, leaving small furrows as he poised Soundwave's head to Megatron's cod piece. Shockwave tightened his hold and Soundwave easily got the clue, just wanting Shockwave to take his fingers out of his tender protoform.

Soundwave moved to carefully ease his tongue under the seams for the cod piece, swearing when he cut his own tongue, severing the very tip of it when the energon was easily tasted in his mouth, forcing the cod piece off.

Megatron looked down at Soundwave and couldn't help the arousal that stabbed through his crotch and his spark. His cable instantly slid out and hardened. Where Soundwave had cut his tongue, the energon had spilt past such pretty, pouting lips, mixing with the transfluid already there in the scars on his face, and dripping off down his chin. Megatron squirmed, watching Shockwave now, who had taken up his position behind Soundwave, having moved the hand on Wave's helm to the opposite hip, digging in. If one didn't know any better, they'd guess that Shockwave was just claiming his territory, marking what was his.

When in all honesty he hadn't even started to mark it.

He smirked, tapping his cable against Soundwave's aft, "Be a good mech and open your mouth," He cooed, venom laced through his words and it was so very obvious. Megatron glanced down, red optics dimmed, deepening in color as Soundwave reluctantly closed his mouth around the tip, unfortunately causing the energon to drip past his lips and down onto Megatron's cable.

"Good whore," Shockwave murmured, claws clenching tighter before he slammed into the tight aft. Shockwave gave a low groan at taking the mech dry, relishing in the exquisite tightness that was Soundwave. Soundwave, on the other hand, screamed. He was humiliated, and he had not been with another since before the war had even started, back during the Golden Age.

 Shockwave easily set up a fast, brutal pace, the rocking causing Soundwave to suck off his leader whether he wanted to or not, Megatron giving a low growl in the back of his throat. He realized, in the back of his processor, that he had been wrong. Megatron hadn't been fragging Soundwave, but it was a little late to just stop. Besides, he was enjoying the control he had.

Megatron wasn't going to lie, seeing Shockwave take control, and not frag it up like Starscream always did, was hot. Not to mention the fact Shockwave seemed to have such a sadistic side, Megatron couldn't help but notice. Especially when Shockwave took his claws from Soundwave's hips, digging them, instead, in the middle of Soundwave's back, one on either side of his spinal strut. He used it more as an anchor than anything else, his overload fast approaching as he pounded into the mech below him.

Shockwave glanced up at hearing the low moan of his leader, Megatron's head falling back as he shot his release down Soundwave's throat. The mech gagged through, turning to spit it on the floor, the transfluid and energon mixing together. Soundwave was struggling to clear his intakes, his optics fuzzing as he tried to calm himself down.

Shockwave gave a low snarl, pulling out and slamming a fist into the back of Soundwave's helm, leaving a sizable dent as Soundwave went down,  quiet and still. Megatron hardly seemed to notice, moving to look up at Shockwave now.

The violet mech was quiet, a thoughtful expression readable just through how he held himself. Despite the throbbing erection he still had, he had relaxed his pose, his stance. Just taking in Megatron and the ideas he had. Soundwave would no doubt be deactivated by morning. The Decepticons would just have to find a way to get their hands on Blaster and reprogram him. It'd give Hook something to do.

But for now, Shockwave wanted something to do, and he moved to place a claw under Megatron's chin, tilting his head up as the claw dug in, "Stand..." He hissed, Megatron doing so as quickly as he could once he figured out the trick to the restraints. If he moved with them and not suddenly, he had more freedom.

Shockwave slowly began to walk him back to the berth, having taken the leash of the collar in hand. He eased himself down onto the berth, tugging the leash so Megatron stumbled closer. He moved to be on his knees on the berth, Shockwave spreading his legs as he reclined back, watching the Warlord, who was still completely restrained.

"What do you think I want you to do?" He asked, the culture voice a lazy drawl as he watched Megatron. Sure he enjoyed dominating Soundwave, but the mech just wasn't his type. He wasn't strong enough, he didn't have the aggression that Megatron so easily took control of and used to his advantaged.

Megatron seemed to think, smirking, "You want me to finish what Soundwave couldn't last through," He murmured, his voice, now that he wasn't growling or moaning, was rough, thick with lust, anger just barely boiling under everything from being so humiliated.

Shockwave watched, smirking as he shifted, "If you think you can," He murmured, undoing Megatron's hands. He gave a startled groan as the Warlord grabbed his hips and immediately sunk into him, the two moaning in unison as Shockwave's body arched, forming a perfect curve as he pressed into Megatron. His hand on the collar tightened, tugging Megatron close as the much larger mech mimicked the pace Shockwave had tried with Soundwave.

The warlord eyed the violet mech, who had flicked his optic off and moaned. Megatron smirked, turning his head to bite down on an antenna, leaving a mark no doubt, as he kept up the fast, harsh pace. Shockwave may have been tight, but the pain just egged him on further. Shockwave's cable dribbled fluid down it, Megatron bringing one hand up to close over Shocky's cable, pumping in rhythm with his hips.

Neither one lasted much longer. Megatron overloaded hard, the violet mech overloading simultaneously with his leader as his cable decorated their stomachs with fluid. When Megatron pulled out, just barely managing to in time before his exhaustion caught up and he collapsed against the berth, a small gush of liquids followed him. Shockwave ignored it, turning to give Megatron more room where he had all but passed out on the berth.  

Shockwave watched him, humming a joyous little tune to himself. He sat up though, unsubspacing a polishing rag, cleaning himself off and replacing his cod piece before cleaning the berth up. He glanced over to where Soundwave was, still crumpled on the floor. The mech had energon pooling from his mouth, the energon still trickling down his legs, from the punctures on his hip, and onto the floor to join the puddle from the other.  Even his aft, where Shockwave had been as rough as he had, was dribbling energon, showing the thin, pliable metal that made up the lining had been torn and ripped.

Shockwave just hummed, dropped the cleaning rag on Soundwave and slipped out down the hall to go back to his screens. He did have a planet to run after all.
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