Author's Note: This is the start of a story I've been writing for the past two years, just never thought about putting up on here. So feel free to review, but keep in mind that I know this is pretty bad and don't write like this anymore. It gets better, I promise. When I first started writing this I had no idea where I was going with it or even if it was going to be continued, so just bear with me for the first few chapters while I get a feel for the plot and characters. If anything's confusing, feel free to ask!

Warnings: Yaoi, MPreg, Noncon, Humanized Transformers

Disclaimer; I do not own Transformers or anything related to it in any way, shape, or form. All I own is Host.


''Starscream.'' Megatron's face was enough to make anyone nervous, but Starscream had a particular reason to be. He'd been the person around Megatron the most when he'd been doing that face. Despite that, Starscream managed to get to his knees.

'' Master… You needed something?''

Megatron smirked. '' Yes, Starscream, get up.'' He stood him up, pushing him gently toward a destination Starscream wasn't sure of.

'' All of the fledglings have been dying lately. Consequently, I was thinking we might need something more… organic. ''

Starscream realized too late where Megatron was leading him. He was on the bed before he had time to think about it.

'' I think you get my meaning. '' As Megatron spoke, he moved Starscream's legs apart and situated himself. '' You see, I need a… '' He moved his hand over Starscream's stomach, ''… host. ''

Starscream squirmed, his voice breathy. '' M-Master… I—''

Megatron shut him up with a kiss.