Prowl slowly woke himself, dazed from being knocked out by an unexpected -even by Prowl's standards- blow to the head.
He looked around and quickly noticed he was tied to the tree in his room.
With what, he couldn't tell...The entire room was pitch black, save for the moonlight leaking through the massive hole in the roof.
"You're awake..."
Prowl's head snapped towards the source of the purring voice, towards the side of his room where he saw bright shiny light blue optics - big ones.
Blue...an Autobot. Good, no Decepticons...
The strange figure walked forward, and Prowl's optics widened - it was Bumblebee!? What reason did Bee have to tie him up?
"Bumblebee...?"
"Yeees Prowl...?"
"Why am I tied to the tree in my private QUARTERS!?" Prowl snapped at Bumblebee, who seemed suprised at first, but his expression softened again as he looked Prowl up and down, making Prowl wary of Bee's intentions.
Bumblebee just grinned, and lifted a hand up to Prowl's helm, making Prowl move his head away.
"Oh don't make me tie your HEAD down too!" Bee grinned at Prowl, totally serious.
"So you WERE the one who tied me up..."
"So!?"
Prowl just glared at Bumblebee.
"Let me down Bumblebee!"
Bee huffed, and gripped the gold plating on Prowl's thighs, making Prowl's optics widen, as he squirmed.
"BUMBLEBEE!" Prowl shouted, knowing full well his private quarters were NOT soundproof, like for instance, Jazz's, and somebody was bound to walk by and help Prowl.
Bumblebee fumbled and gripped Prowl's chevron and tugged on it, trying to quiet his yelling.
Prowl moaned loudly to both of their suprise - relaxing to the grip of whatever was pinning him to the tree, and letting out a visible shiver and closing his optics.
Bee grinned almost sadistically and leaned up on his 'toes', running his glossa over Prowl's chevron, making Prowl moan loudly and sensually again, going limp and resting his head on Bumblebee's chassis.
Bumblebee nuzzled Prowl's helm. "Like th-aaaaahh.."
The yellow mech shivered as Prowl was licking and nibbling at the exposed cables in his neck.
"O-ohh...that's...not...not fair Prowl!"
"Mm, is it...?" Prowl bit down hard on an energon line in Bee's neck, making the energon blood leak out, Prowl eagerly drinking it.
"Ow! Mmmm Prowl it stiiings..."
"Untie me and I can do more..."
Bumblebee pushed Prowl's head away and backed up a bit, getting away from the pleasing licking on his neck to think on that offer.
"You won't run?"
"No."
"You won't hurt me?"
"If I do, it's meant to please..." Prowl nodded his head towards the energon line in his neck. Ratchet will hit the roof, and it'll be a bit of a problem finding an excuse OTHER than 'facing the frag out of Prowl.
"You'll back me up when I go to Ratchet to get this fixed?"
"...Yes."
Bumblebee looked at Prowl, at the floor, and heaved a sigh.
"Alright..."
Prowl tried his best not to let out a happy squeak. His plan to get Bee to untie him worked...
The yellow mech walked to behind the tree and untied Prowl, letting Prowl hit the floor rather hard. "Oww..."
"Sorry Prowl!"
Bee walked over, helping Prowl up. Prowl gasped at what he saw in Bee's hands - what he used to tie him with. Jazz's nunchucks.
Prowl sat back down, leaning against the tree laughing for a good minute. He then looked up at Bee with a wicked grin on his face, and stood up, and after staring at Bee for a few nano-kliks, proceeded to dart out of the room.
Prowl skidded to a stop and looked behind him -- Bee wasn't chasing after him.
Probably knew he couldn't catch Prowl - even WITH his 'super speed'...
The gold and black mech waited it out in silence in a hiding place, clinging to the ceiling outside of his quarters, waiting for Bee to leave so he can enter and recharge.
When Bee did leave however, what Prowl saw almost made him lose his grip.
Bumblebee was...crying!?