Burn to a Cinder
By SMYGO4EVA

"You think I'm scared of you?" Arcee's vocal processor practically dripped contempt, but Knock Out merely smiled.

"You should be," He smugly replied.

"The places I've been, the things I've seen." Arcee shook her head. "Nothing you cons do surprises me."

"Oh really?" Knock Out retorted, drawing out the word, because that sounded like a dare if ever he had heard one.

"Really," The femme uttered.

Knock Out sauntered forward, taking Arcee's head in his claws and roughly pulling her in, kissing her full on the mouthplate, fire and ice almost joining.

And the look of shock on the Autobot's face was so very, very worth it.

"I did tell you," The Decepticon said, mildly.