Fic: Pervy Shockwave part 4
anonymous
May 21 2009, 04:13:54 UTC
He strode quickly over to the bound spy, pulling the cables free of his valve and mouth. There was a twitch and a relieved moan from the exhausted mech at the loss. Shockwave charged up his gun arm, withholding the energy blast wanting to break free from the barrel, and without warning he slammed it inside the tender valve, making Mirage arch and screech at the surprising intrusion of hot, thick metal.
With his free arm, Shockwave lifted Mirage’s leg up high, angling his arm for deeper penetration, giving the spy no respite as he set a brutal pace. The contained energy vibrated hotly inside Mirage, scalding him and lighting his circuits up with agony even as the gun’s vibration tormented him with pleasure.
It felt like an eternity as the gun arm just kept pounding into him, his leg hitched up so high half of his body was suspended from the berth, back strut twisting uncomfortably, and he came into perfect view of Jazz and Bumblebee. The two were sitting up against the wall, Bumblebee’s arms wrapped around Jazz’s waist, Jazz keeping his arm on Bumblebee’s shoulder as they clung to each other, seeking comfort in the pain of watching their friend endure this torture.
Mirage offlined his optics again, unable to watch them as they watched him. Despite the pain, he could feel the building heat in his body, now all too familiar with the sensation, and not sure he ever wanted to feel it again. The arm thrust in deep, resting at the back of his valve, pulsing and hot, pushing in farther, tilting, grinding, twisting, reaching every sensitive spot inside him until he finally overloaded with a final, weak cry, falling unconscious.
Shockwave let his arm continue resting inside Mirage, studying the spy. Slowly, he pulled his arm out, wiping the lubricant on Mirage’s thigh. He unshackled Mirage, carrying him back to the cell and tossing him in with his teammates.
He would continue his experiments later. For now he had to look over his current results and report back to Megatron.
Re: Fic: Pervy Shockwave part 4
anonymous
June 21 2009, 01:12:32 UTC
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Erm, not really. Although maaaybe I can be persuaded to write more. Any anons got some requests/ideas/suggestions? Besides, I still need to give it some kind of happy ending. After all, the Autobots wouldn't let them stay imprisoned, would they?
Re: Fic: Pervy Shockwave part 4
anonymous
June 21 2009, 01:33:00 UTC
Well... I'm not the OP, but I do have a possible suggestion. :x Ever since I read the 'Decepticon volunteers' thing in part two of your little fic, my dirty mind immediately skipped to the idea of Megatron ordering Shockwave to use the device on Starscream as punishment for messing up an energon raid while he watches from the sidelines (and maybe gets involved later on like Shockwave did with Mirage).
With his free arm, Shockwave lifted Mirage’s leg up high, angling his arm for deeper penetration, giving the spy no respite as he set a brutal pace. The contained energy vibrated hotly inside Mirage, scalding him and lighting his circuits up with agony even as the gun’s vibration tormented him with pleasure.
It felt like an eternity as the gun arm just kept pounding into him, his leg hitched up so high half of his body was suspended from the berth, back strut twisting uncomfortably, and he came into perfect view of Jazz and Bumblebee. The two were sitting up against the wall, Bumblebee’s arms wrapped around Jazz’s waist, Jazz keeping his arm on Bumblebee’s shoulder as they clung to each other, seeking comfort in the pain of watching their friend endure this torture.
Mirage offlined his optics again, unable to watch them as they watched him. Despite the pain, he could feel the building heat in his body, now all too familiar with the sensation, and not sure he ever wanted to feel it again. The arm thrust in deep, resting at the back of his valve, pulsing and hot, pushing in farther, tilting, grinding, twisting, reaching every sensitive spot inside him until he finally overloaded with a final, weak cry, falling unconscious.
Shockwave let his arm continue resting inside Mirage, studying the spy. Slowly, he pulled his arm out, wiping the lubricant on Mirage’s thigh. He unshackled Mirage, carrying him back to the cell and tossing him in with his teammates.
He would continue his experiments later. For now he had to look over his current results and report back to Megatron.
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Erm, not really. Although maaaybe I can be persuaded to write more. Any anons got some requests/ideas/suggestions? Besides, I still need to give it some kind of happy ending. After all, the Autobots wouldn't let them stay imprisoned, would they?
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