So here's a new short. For all of you who have requested drabbles, I'll accept them. But once more, please be patient. All these shorts I wrote some time ago with this new one being something I quickly whipped up. SO, yes, I hope to get around to them some time in the near future. :) Please also don't ask for ratings either, as these fics tend to be fade-to-black anyway.

FANDOM: TFA
CHARACTER OR PAIRING: Megatron/Bumblebee
PROMPT: Dream
RATING: T

REQUESTED BY: Lil' Pup

"Wake up, Autobot child."

Bumblebee awoke with a pained gasp when something hard was thrust into his side. He was sent rolling across the floor, back slamming against the back of his cell. Slowly, with a groan, he rose his head, optics glitching momentarily as a dark figure approached him. And when Bumblebee' vision became clear once more--

"M-Megatron!" the yellow Autobot gasped.

The great Decepticon tyrant stood before his prisoner, sword in one hand. "You were given the luxury of a cycle's stasis," he stated firmly. There was no expression readable on his faceplates. "It is time for your execution."

Bumblebee's optics bugged from his head. "E-Execution!?" he shouted. He writhed in his stasis cuffs, hands forced behind his back. Damn and he had almost forgotten about those. "You can't kill me!" he insisted.

"And you're in no place to make orders," Megatron stated. He moved his sword forward and the little yellow 'bot froze. "Escaping is futile, so you might as well stop your thrashing. Besides..." Finally, an evil grin crossed his face. "You should be honored I'm personally carrying out your death."

"I ain't afraid of you, rustbucket," 'Bee spat. He continued wriggling his hands in his binds. "I'll be free in no time and run circles around your old aft!"

"My, such an impolite spitfire," Megatron smirked. He stepped forward, shadow swallowing Bumblebee. "I think we ought to teach you some manners before I deactivate your sorry chassis." The tip of his sword, so close to puncturing a fuel line, rested under 'Bee's chin, forcing his head back and look his enemy optic to optic. "It might be fun."

Bumblebee glowered. "Do your worst, Megacreep!"

The Decepticon laughed. "Oh, I shall..." he said, before sliding back his sword and slamming the hilt of it on top of 'Bee's head. The Autobot gasped, face sinking against Megatron's foot. "First you ought to learn respect for your elders, and those higher ranked and more powerful." He nudged his foot against 'Bee's mouth. "Kiss my feet."

"No way!"

Megatron cocked an optic ridge before kicking back Bumblebee's head. His foot then thrust itself against 'Bee's crotch. The Autobot squeaked, cheekplates turning hot. "Then we can do it the ihard/i way," Megatron leered and ground his heel into the crotch plating. 'Bee moaned and shivered and--

Bumblebee woke with a gasp. "What was that?" he muttered, shocked as his optics onlined in the darkness. A... dream? Oh, thank God. The little Autobot sighed with relief. "Man, I thought I was--"

"Wake up, Autobot child."

"Aw shit."

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AND IT WAS AN ENDLESS CYCLE