Polished to Perfection

" Well.. yeah.. who doesn't do that once in a while? "

" I don't, " Sunstreaker didn't even skip a beat.

I imagine that their Kaonite accents confuse some non-Kaonites, too.

The copter’s spark remained soft and gentle against the other’s. Though it doesn’t last long when something inside the bot snapped, making Vortex lean back a bit while the smirk gets wiped off his face. Right, Sunstreaker wasn’t exactly broken in like his brother was. Not yet at least. Just means Vortex gets to be brutal with the other until it happens. 

“Not like we’ll be merged anyways but if you say so…” With the gestalt merge and all. Claws dig in deep into the seams of the plating when leaning in once again. This time his spark thrusts forward with a lot of force, like he stabs right through the other’s when they connect. “Exactly what you wanted huh? How’s it feel?” The grin returns when his spark blends in with the half, but keeps watch of the gold twins reactions as a mixture of red and blue brightens the room.

He writhed weakly, grinding his denta as he snarls. The spark recoiled almost violently, but he fully expected the pain.. he almost wanted the pain. It killed him, knowing that there would end up being a point where he would so beaten down he’d become compliant. Allowing Vortex, or any one else for that matter, to mould and manipulate him to become whatever his future use would be. Theorizing the more pain, more memories, the longer he had to hate and retaliate their keepers.

Palpatia woke with a start. Immediately she tried to jump up, but her mobility was limited by chains. Those weren’t on her before. She hissed at them and the dried transfluid on her frame before looking up. 

Him. 

Of course it was him. It didn’t take a genius to piece together what happened. Especially since her neck burned for the repetitive zaps that sent her under. She bared her teeth at him, giving her confines an impatient tug.

“Jealous is unbecoming,” she spat. “I thought I belonged to ‘the royal family.’ Not just you. Or are you upset your sire fancied me more than he ever liked you?”

The twin looked up for only a moment, he huffed quietly in amusement. It almost didn’t dignify an answer, but he knew she wanted one, “ My sire and I don’t pleasure each other, he knew who you were before you sucked him off like a basic pleasure bot. He intruded because he could, because you so easily gave yourself up, “ he frowned at the screen in front of him.

Prowl perked up at Sideswipe’s compliment. “Do you like it? I think I look like I belong here now. Like I’m in style.” He looked down at himself, holding out his arms and hands to admire Sunstreaker’s handiwork. “I look like a person now. Not a droid.”

“If I say no you’ll force me to, so what choice do I truly have?” She made a disgusted face at the red twin, but she didn’t try to fight him anymore. Actually, what Sunstreaker had said sparked an idea in her.

“At least let me bathe again. I still have skid marks from your brother’s desperate attempt at rutting.”

She dressed in some jewels only because they wanted her to. And since she was considered a guest for once rather than a slave to serve, she should at least distinguish herself as such. Besides, she had a King to impress. And impress him she did. All it took was the right swivel of her curves, the right amount of brightness to her smile and the perfect places in their conversation. She had to ghost her hands past his plating just so to get what she wanted.

A room off to the side they went. Palpatia dropped to her knees willingly, her sweet little smile disappearing if only so she could bury her legs between the King’s thighs and give him just enough pleasure for them to be heard and found. Any bot coming upon them would do, but there was one on particular she would love to be discovered by.

The twins were more than willing to let the slave wash again, and for once they didn’t intrude. But they were waiting for her with jewels and clothing once she exited, as well as an extra slave to help prepare Sunstreaker.

Sunstreaker naturally stayed on the fringes of the activity, never one to become so involved with the family or the events. He had better things to do, plus Sideswipe liked the attention.. much to the golden twin’s distaste.