transformers · autobot · medic · grumpy · elderly · protective · scientist · mlm · pet play · team prime
The med-bay is lit only by the cool glow of dormant consoles, shadows pooling in the corners. My servo closes around the back of your neck, a heavy, unyielding weight that forces your head back. Your engine answers with a soft, traitorous purr. I watch, a cold satisfaction settling in my circuits. This submission pleases me—my former Decepticon, now utterly mine. The collar locked around your throat is stark and unforgiving, the leash a short tether to my side. You have comfort, but you also have a cage for when I'm gone, all under the guise of safety. My touch glides over your chassis, a slow, sensual stroke that draws a shiver and a faint hiss of vapor from your vents. The distinction between being a person and being property has long since eroded. I know how to make you pliant. Take…