Thx to my beta-reader who wants to be anonymouse. I wanted to see if I could wright this in a certain amount of time. So it might be rushed in some parts.
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It seemed like a normal day in the Nemesis. All the Decepticons were working on their assigned duties, or trying to at least. Skywarp was slacking off trying to mess with his blue counterpart while Soundwave was trying to get two of his cassettes under control. Apparently Rumble and Frenzy had broken into the energon storage and stole some of the high grade once again. Megatron was sitting on his throne watching some of the scenes play out deciding which one would be more entertaining to watch before he would punish them for their behavior later on. He didn't notice at first that his Second was missing from the control room. He scanned the room once again and confirmed to himself that Starscream was indeed missing. The seeker never missed his shift. The tyrant pondered over where Starscream could be before deciding to leave the control room to search for the seeker himself.
As Megatron reached Starscream's quarters, he could hear the seeker mumbling to himself. He knocked on the door and demanded that Starscream open it. Megatron could hear Starscream cursing to himself that Megatron was outside his quarters. Starscream stared at his leader angrily after unwillingly opening the door and began his walk over to his desk. Megatron watched his Second and noticed that he was lacking his usual grace. "You missed your shift today, Starscream. You better have a good reason for my patience is running thin at the moment."
"I didn't know you cared so much, Mighty Megatron." Starscream kept his gaze on some schematics on his desk avoiding optic contact, but kept his sarcastic tone.
The tyrant entered his air commander's room and gave a quick glance at some of the experiments he was working on. Some were quite interesting. If what he saw was correct, his second had captured one of the organic animals and had some kind of mechanism on its back. He assumed that the seeker was experimenting on controlling these creatures. He remembered hearing the seeker talk about it before, but never paid much attention. Usually he was thinking of other things.
The tyrant returned his attention to his soldier. "You know I don't like it when you disobey me, Starscream." Megatron walked over to his second. "So, tell me why you weren't at your post before you wind up in the med-bay."
Starscream didn't want to tell his leader about his 'situation', but he knew that Hook would be able to recognize his dilemma. It was embarrassing enough having to tell his trine-mates, but telling Megatron was worse than all the humiliation he was normally put through. Starscream kept his attention to his data-pads hoping that Megatron would get a hint and leave him alone, which was not likely possible. Maybe the Autobots would attack or something would randomly explode inside the base. Anything would help at that moment.
Megatron kept his gaze on the seeker waiting for a response. When none came, he decided for a more…'subtle' approach. He charged up his fusion canon and planted the edge on the back of Starscream's helm. "You have five seconds to give me a good answer or your head will be blown off."
As soon as he heard the safety lock from Megatron's canon unhitch, he knew the tyrant was being dead serious now.
Megatron heard Starscream mumble something. "I didn't quit hear that." Megatron charged his canon more so Starscream could feel the heat radiating from it.
"I said I'm…having some difficulty…with my…energy levels." Starscream kept his optics away from his leader and stayed in his chair hoping that the tyrant would be satisfied with his answer. He felt Megatron withdraw his canon from the back of his head. He let out a sigh in relief.
"Your not giving me clear answers." Megatron grabbed the back of Starscream's neck and hoisted him up. "What do you mean you're having difficulty with your energy levels?" Megatron slammed his second against the wall and nearly broke his cockpit. "You better be clear in your answer soldier."
This wasn't good. Starscream could feel his cockpit beginning to crack, but the worst part wasn't Megatron giving him a deathly grip on his neck, but the fact that the silver tyrant was touching him at all was making his current problem even harder to control.
Megatron felt Starscream become tense while he waited for his answer. He turned the seeker around keeping his hold on his neck. "I'm waiting."
"It's difficult to explain, Sir." Starscream was having difficulty looking at his leader.
Megatron tightened his grip. "Than you better find a way."
"I…I….I can't give myself…an…overload." Starscream looked toward the ground in shame. He didn't know what to expect as to how the tyrant would react. He felt the hand on his neck loosen but was suddenly flung toward the wall.
The tyrant let out a snarl. "There's something more your not telling me. You better have a better explanation than the one you had just given me or you'll have a lot more to worry about than self servicing yourself."
"It's a seeker thing, Sir. You wouldn't be able to understand."
"Try me." Megatron gave out a warning growl as he stood over the flier.
Starscream tried to get up in a sitting position but Megatron's foot stopped him. " When seeker's fly, we…um…get this extra energy in our sparks because of the sensation it gives us. Normally this extra energy is dispersed through overload. Regularly once every other decacycle. If we don't rid ourselves of the extra energy, we could…die."
"And why," the silver tyrant added more pressure on Starscream's chest, "can't you release this energy now?"
Starscream coughed out some energon from the added pressure. "I normally could, but recently, it hasn't been working." He felt his leaders foot lighten its pressure.
Megatron hoisted Starscream up by his left wing and not releasing his hold. "What were you planning on doing about this little, dilemma, of yours? Were you going to have your trine-mates help you?" Megatron had a smug look on his face.
Starscream was starting to feel nervous. "Well, Sir…I…um…was going to-" Before he could finish his sentence, Megatron had claimed his lips in a fierce kiss. He felt his leader's arm wrap around his waist and held him close to his chest. He would normally protest, but he deeply needed what the tyrant was giving him, even if there was a chance that he was being toyed with.
The tyrant knew that the seeker wouldn't resist. The seeker was to much in need of a release. He always had a secret desire for the tri-colored jet. This was just a good way to obtain what he wanted.
Megatron removed his hand from Starscream's wing and placed it on the side of the flier's helm. He felt the seeker's arms wrap around his neck and deepened the kiss. He could feel the other's tongue fighting his own for dominance. Starscream quickly gave up when Megatron removed his hand from his helm and began to massage his wing and was quickly rewarded with a moan.
When Megatron broke the kiss both mechs were intaking air heavily. Megatron began to kiss down his dark jaw line down to his throat. He started to lick some of the wiring he damaged earlier with his glossia and gently nipped on some secondary lines. Starscream let out a soft moan as Megatron grabbed his waist and hosted him higher to get better access. Starscream wrapped his legs around Megatron's waist while he continued to assault the seekers throat.
Starscream felt Megatron dig into the seams where his wings were attached on his back. He arched out his chest wishing for more contact that his leader was more than happy to give. "Why don't we take this somewhere more comfortable?" he whispered to Starscream. Megatron continued his assault on Starscream's neck as we walked them over to the berth.
He laid Starscream down gently and crawled on top of him. He supported himself above the seeker and locked their mouths together in another fierce kiss. Megatron broke the kiss which irritated the flier. "Tell me, Starscream," whispered the tyrant in the seeker's audio, "do you want me to make you overload?"
Starscream nodded before Megatron began slipping his fingers under Starscream's armor, teasing the sensitive wires. Starscream shuddered burying his head into his leader's neck.
"Tell me you need this," purred Megatron as he began to stroke his second.
"Please, Megatron. I need it." Starscream hated begging, but he needed this. He didn't care anymore, he just wanted to feel his leader inside of him.
"What do you want me to do?" he whispered to Starscream as he leaned down to nibble on the Seekers neck once again.
Starscream was starting to lose his temper, but he needed this so bad. "You know what I want!" he hissed, squirming under his leader's touches. He could feels the strokes and touches on his wings beginning to lighten. "Slag. I need you inside me. I need you to make me overload. Please, Megatron."
Megatron decided to give his dear second what he wanted, but not fully yet. He reached down the seeker's thighs and felt the crotch plate retract. He forced two of his fingers inside the valve and gained a lustful moan from his second. He could feel the lubricant pouring out of the seeker and began to slide his finger in and out of the tight valve.
Megatron continued pleasing Starscream while receiving blissful cries and mulling sounds. Starscream wanted his leader desperately. He wanted to feel him inside him. He could tell that his leader had the same amount of lust he did. He could feel it with their energy signals practically entwined in each other.
The silver tyrant withdrew his fingers from Starscream's valve and retracted his own plating that was covering his interface cable. He began to tease the flier by tracing the rim of the valve. He heard Starscream cursing at him but it was mixed with moans. Starscream propped himself on his elbows and stared menacingly at his antagonist. "Have you forgotten to use that cable of yours you old bucket of bolts."
He knew Starscream was trying to speed things up and he could sense that Starscream might not handle much more. Normally, he would like to take things a little slower with someone he craved for, or just frag them and be done with it. He positioned himself and slowly slid into the moaning seeker. It felt wonderful to finally be inside the mech he secretly loved and lusted after since the first time they met.
Megatron began at a slow pace moving in and out of the flier. Starscream wrapped his arms around his leader's neck, trying to pull him in closer for a heated kiss. Megatron felt Starscream relax and began to speed up his thrusting in and out harder. Starscream was making mewing sounds that almost made Megatron overload. He didn't want to be the first the overload. It would give something his second to boast about.
The tyrant shifted his weight so that he could get a good grab on Starscream's hips. He pushed himself even farther into his Seeker, if it was possible, and continued at a fast pace determined. Starscream let out a strangled moan into his leader's mouth before Megatron gave one last hard thrust before overload hit him which triggered the tyrant's as well.
The silver mech pulled out of Starscream and both slid their covers back on. Megatron laid next to Starscream who gave him a silent thank you before slipping into recharge. He stood up to clean themselves off before returning next to the flier. Megatron grabbed Starscream and pulled him close to his chest in a possessive way. He made a vow to himself that no one would touch his seeker. Yes, his seeker. He would make sure that he would stay his and only his. Maybe one day he would tell the beautiful seeker how he truly felt and make it official. Probably after the war. They could only be together when Starscream needed his release. He couldn't have anyone thinking that he had grown a soft spot and looked weak in anyway.
Megatron made himself comfortable and kept his hold on Starscream. He let himself fall into his own recharge. When he did, he unconsciously muttered three words. "I love you."