One Shot Smut Blurb

Megaton X Starscream

Stascream bounced from pede to pede. He was humming a soft tune as he worked, today was a rare day. He was in an exceptionally good mood. Nothing could ruin it. Megatron was out and he was left in charge, though, in charge meant being on the bridge but bridge meant he didn't have to deal with ANYONE!

Starscream finished up what he was doing at the control and walked up the stairs to the upper part of the command deck where his favorite forbidden fruit rested. Megatron's Throne. Starscream extended his talons and let it trace up the arm rest, his claws went up the side of the back as he walked around, never once lifting his fingers. Once he had gone around once he sat down, wings high with pride. He leaned back and let out a content sigh. He let each hand rest on the arm rests, claws extending out as he gripped the edges, well tried to. The points of his claws the only part that could actually reach, slag short arms. Or was it slagging tall stupid Megs? Either way it annoyed him. But he let it pass.

His wings scrapped against the back of the throne. The sensation sent a rush of pleasure up his spinal strut. It had been far to long since his wings were touched properly. Starscream's optics offlined as he purposefully scraped his wings against the metal of the throne. His head fell back and a soft moan escaped his vocalizer. He had been wrong. The day got better.

Starscream brought his right arm down the arm rest, claws digging into the large slab before it slipped off, the long talons carefully scraping over his codpiece. His frame sparked to life, fans kicked on loudly as he gave into his almost sudden arousal.

How long had it been since he gave into this desire? He had to guess it had to have been prior to Thundercracker and Skywarp's death. So. Eons.

Starscream bit his lip, refusing to think of it, he wouldn't have gotten this aroused so quickly had his body not desired for a release.

He let his claws play over top his covering before with a pop and hiss, he let it slide open, a raspy moan escaping his throat as his interface array was exposed to the cool air.

He teased his port. Carefully sliding in one of his long clawed fingers. The last time he did this his fingers weren't nearly as deadly! The thought made him laugh but the sound died as quickly as it came being replaced by a deep moan, he onlined his optics and looked down at himself, lubracant pooling under him and giving the seat a purple tint, he smirked.

It didn't take long for him to get lost in his act, body twisting and moaning as his overload refused to encroach past 90%. It was driving him mad. He dug deeper and moved his fingers faster, no longer fearful of cutting himself. He let out deep and loud moans, and then it happened. A deep voice broke though his moans and silenced his voice and stilled his movements.

"On my throne no less" Megatron purred with a dark smirk as he eyed his second in command. He approached closer, optics narrowing and hazing as the scent of the seekers fluids filled his olfactory censors.

"L-Lord Megatron!" Starscream managed out, his body refusing to move from it's twisted position as Megatron grew closer. This was bad. This was very bad! He had been so wrong. The day had just ended for him.

Megatron's large hand grabbed the back of the throne, positioned between the quivering wings, his fanged mouth coming to rest next Starscream's helm horn "Please, continue!" he purred, from this angle he could see as Starscream did. The seekers plug twitching against his hip plating, fingers almost completely gone inside the gushing port, and best of all, Megatron saw the Seeker's optic reflection against his codpiece. He couldn't help but smirk. He was so much taller then the seeker that even hunched as he was his groin was positioned just over were Starscream's legs were spread wide.

Starscream felt his helm rub into Megatron's lips as his fingers went back to moving. Even if he wanted to close up and run he couldn't, the war lord had him pinned. It was embarrassing and down right degrading doing this but what choice did he have? Megatron had already seen him, and who knows how long he had watched before speaking. Starscream moaned and rather then covering it up he reached up with his left arm and grabbed onto the large one between his wings. His claws dug into the hard armour as he tried to move it, he wanted it. No, needed it. "W-Wing!" was all he could manage between moans, optics never leaving the almost perfectly placed pelvis of his master. He moved his leg, pede resting over the heated plating, he ground his heel into it, as his fingers kept his vocals from doing anything but push out pleading moans.

Megatron growled lustfully into Starscream's audio, he let the claws guide his arm. He had torn these wings apart so many times, yet here they were, twitching not in fear, or in pain, but pleasure under his palm. He could feel the static pulse though them, he had never taken the thought to appreciate them until that moment. He let his claws dig a little at the soft metal before running his palm over the length.

The sound he got from Starscream drove him over the edge. He let out a deep growl and grabbed onto Starscream's leg, moving it away from his plating as he let it open, his large thick plug extending out "Your hand, remove it!" it was an order.

Starscream mewled in desire seeing the large plug spring from it's home and he did as he was told, his three digits slid from inside him, the silver covered in purple fluids, he looked up the best he could at Megatron. He brought the covered fingers to his lips and licked it off the length of his middle finger.

Megatron let out a roar of lust shoving Starscream more into the throne, lifting him only just enough to thrust into the small seeker, his body curled the best it could around the smaller frame as he was clamped and held tightly by the unused port. His fangs found a resting spot around one of the seekers throbbing neck cables. He felt it pulse under his fangs, his glossa extending out to lick the sensitive wires as his body thrusted all the way inside.

Starscream let out a loud and almost pain filled scream as his body fought to accommodate the massive object now wedged deep in him. He ignored all the warnings that flashed before his vision, his claws came to rest, left scratching the back of Megatron's helm and his still coated right ones gripping the large back "M-Master!" he moaned the best he could into Megatron's audio.

Megatron's engine made a loud roar as the tyrant gave into all his pent up lust of the seeker. His thrusts were powerful and unforgiving, leaving dent after dent into the Seekers aft. He watched his whole length vanish and reappear from the small moaning body. He growled possessively as his hand once more found the sharp wing. His touch was gentle, he had no intent of harming the seeker, not now.

Starscream arched and twisted under Megatron, claws leaving dents and bleeding wounds all along the large silver back, arms and a few in his chest. "M-Master! MEGATRON!" his vocalizer cracked as his moans and screams threatened to break it. "C-close!" he mangaged out, port clenching tighter around Megatron.

Megatron let a purr escape his chest, he shifted against Starscream "Then overload for me! MY beautiful seeker!" he moaned out, finally claiming the quivering lips of his second-in-command.

Starscream's claws dug in one last time, anchoring himself to the larger mech as his body shook, port clenching as tight as it could as he overloaded.

Megatron let out a loud roar of pleasure as he pulled his lips away from the seekers, thrusting in one last time, pushing Starscream even deeper into the throne as he overloaded as well, his hot fluids gushing out and filling the small body.

He fell forward, arms supporting his massive frame over the seeker, he watched the seekers optics flicker before finally righting, looking up at him. "Enjoy my throne?" he chuckled.

Starscream opened his mouth to speak but all that came out was static making the mech look down, then up, then to the side, before he finally hid his face plates with his long claws.

"I'll take that as a yes!" Megatron smirked he brought a large claw under the seekers thin chin and pulled it up to look at him "Now, why don't we head back to my quarters for round two?"

Starscream's only response was to lean into the touch, giving the best nod he could.

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