"Oh, that tickles!" Rampage laughs as Tarn's fingers rake his plating. As fast as the energon spills out, the torn metal seals itself again, leaving nothing but a bright stain to show that it was there.

The scent of energon, even his own, makes the hunger blossom stronger in him. He wants more. More pain, more fear, more energon...

His self-control is slipping. If he stays much longer he'll regret it. After all, if he eats all his cake now how can he have it later?

Pressing his weight back down on Tarn - and he can feel that knee twinging - he grabs Tarn's face with both hands, holding him in place long enough to lean in nuzzle him.

"I won't kill you today," he says softly, oddly affectionately, "but some day I'm going to devour you alive."