Hot Rod moaned. His shackled hands were chained above his head this time, the chain looped over a pipe affixed to the ceiling, and he was pretty sure that was the only thing keeping him from falling to his knees. His back and spoiler were on fire from Cyclonus's whip, and his entire body jerked as the spacejet struck him again.
"I said speak," Cyclonus said, in the same deceptively calm tone.
"Ow," Hot Rod rasped.
"Try again."
"Please..."
"Begging for mercy already? I'm disappointed." Cyclonus gripped his ravaged spoiler, eliciting a rough whine from Hot Rod's vocalizer. "Do you truly think yourself worthy of my lord?"
That hand tightened; Hot Rod gasped. "Cyc..."
"Do you have something to say to me?"
Hot Rod let a smile curve his lips. "I wasn't... begging for mercy."
Across the room, there was a low rumble of arousal. Cyclonus and Hot Rod both looked over at Galvatron, who took time out from stroking his own cannon in order to wave for them to continue.
Drabble tennis! XD
Hot Rod moaned. His shackled hands were chained above his head this time, the chain looped over a pipe affixed to the ceiling, and he was pretty sure that was the only thing keeping him from falling to his knees. His back and spoiler were on fire from Cyclonus's whip, and his entire body jerked as the spacejet struck him again.
"I said speak," Cyclonus said, in the same deceptively calm tone.
"Ow," Hot Rod rasped.
"Try again."
"Please..."
"Begging for mercy already? I'm disappointed." Cyclonus gripped his ravaged spoiler, eliciting a rough whine from Hot Rod's vocalizer. "Do you truly think yourself worthy of my lord?"
That hand tightened; Hot Rod gasped. "Cyc..."
"Do you have something to say to me?"
Hot Rod let a smile curve his lips. "I wasn't... begging for mercy."
Across the room, there was a low rumble of arousal. Cyclonus and Hot Rod both looked over at Galvatron, who took time out from stroking his own cannon in order to wave for them to continue.