You were sitting on Megatrons lap on his throne, he was holding your hand, his optics were looking at your human eyes, he loved you, he thought of you as his personal human pet to carry around wherever he went. You recently gotten yourself a womb tattoo without Megatron knowing, you than stretched, your shirt lifted up and revealed the tattoo on accident, his optics went to the womb tattoo and read what was on it, it said "Megatrons property." He was now aroused by this discovery and pinned you down on the floor with a smirk on his face

"My, you naughty little thing."