Megatron growled as he landed on the Nemesis's flight deck. The raid had been a spectacular failure. The Autobots had creamed them again before they'd had a chance to transmute any energon from the power plant. The fight had been an embarrassment he didn't want to think about. He was certain that if his whole army had been there if wouldn't have been so terrible. However, because a particular Seeker had gotten himself slagged for being a traitorous nuisance again, the Constructicons had been forced to stay behind and repair the fragger.
His bad mood was worsened by the damage done to his soldiers, Starscream's trine in particular. Without their trine-leader they were not as effective and subsequently more likely to get injured. His Second wouldn't let him hear the end of this for vorns. He could already hear Starscream screeching in his audio.
"If you were a proper leader, you wouldn't have used me for target practice and we'd have energon! How am I meant to lead an effective aerial unit when you got my trine slagged!"
Megatron winced internally.
His attention was caught as the hanger doors opened and most of the Constructicons rushed onto the deck. Scrapper and Long haul sketched him quick salutes before joining Hook, Scavenger and Mixmaster with the injured Decepticons. Hook and Long Haul jumped straight onto the wounded Seekers, sealing off all vital systems while the others treated the rest of the Decepticons.
Within breems Long haul was transforming and his teammates loaded the worst off mech into his tray, he then disappeared with a squeal of tires with Hook and Ramjet on his bumper.
Megatron frowned, how had the Constructicons known the Seekers were in need of immediate medical attention?
Starscream. His processor answered. Starscream must have informed them of his trinemates injuries. He did not relish the thought of the screaming match to come when Starscream found him. Megatron was surprised he wasn't here already.
The other three Constructicons were hovering around Thundercracker, prepping him for the surgery that would undoubtedly follow.
"Scrapper, your team is unusually prepared for our arrival."
The gestalt leader stepped back and waved his hands at the other two. They hefted the offline Seeker between them and ran off. The rest of the Decepticons were left behind to administer their own injuries.
"We had some warning." Scrapper replied. "We came as soon as Starscream was restrained."
Megatron frowned. "Restrained? He should be here to assist as both Air Commander and trine leader."
"Commander Starscream has been affected by his trine's injuries…perhaps it would be best for you to see, sir."
Megatron nodded and exited the flight deck. Scrapper kept pace, filling him in on what had occurred. Megatron couldn't deny being surprised by Scrappers descriptions of Starscream's behaviour. He knew Seekers were close but Starscream hadn't been overly affected by previous injuries. Apparently Skywarp had taken damage too close to his spark and that had set off the other two.
Megatron vaguely recalled Thundercracker shouting something before breaking formation and aiming for his falling brethren. The blue Seeker had flown directly into the path of several mechs as they fired, causing extensive damage to his wings and chassis. It was after that Megatron had called for a retreat.
They entered the medical bay and Megatron froze inside the door as Scrapper hurried off to help his team. The room was a hive of activity with the Constructicons rushing between the two Seekers and the other wounded drifting in.
Megatron's attention and optics were locked onto the thrashing body of his Second being held down by Bonecrusher and Ramjet. Starscream was arching off the berth, trying to move against the grip on his arms and legs while screaming for his trinemates. The remains of his original restraints lay in pieces around him.
The visual was so far from the norm that Megatron wasn't sure what he was looking at. Starscream was usually a snarling, sarcastic glitch, sometimes a snivelling and begging mess when Megatron was punishing him but never like this.
The mech cried out, a scream of fury and pain, as if his spark was being extracted from his body slowly or like his body was getting ripped into multiple pieces. Megatron suspected both of these were true to the Seeker at the moment.
"Hook! What is going on here?"
The chief medic moved quickly to his side, his optics flicking to the datapad in his hand every few seconds.
"My lord, we're doing what we can but the trinebond appears to be failing."
"What does that mean?"
He had no familiarity with bonds; trine, gestalt or spark. He understood the basis of what a bond meant but had never deeply investigated it.
"If I can't get at least one of them stabilized soon we will lose all three. It would be best for Commander Starscream to stabilize first; we won't have a chance of saving Skywarp or Thundercracker until then."
That darkened Megatron's expression. He couldn't afford to lose both his Second in Command and the Command Trine.
"Make sure that happens."
Hook looked up from the datapad. "It is not up to me, my lord. Starscream has to gain control of the link and support his trinemates. Normally we only have one Seeker in here at a time and the other two keep them anchored or, if we have two, they aren't badly injured. This time Starscream must keep both sparks strong as well as his own…Frankly, I doubt he can."
Megatron scowled, this was not good news. Starscream was a strong mech but almost no spark was capable of supporting two more of similar density. His initial impressions of Starscream's pain appeared to be correct.
"Is there a way to aid him?"
"I would attempt to use a spark stabilizer but it would only be able to ease Starscream, not provide the support for all three that is needed right now."
"What can be done for him?" Megatron growled.
Hook hesitated. "If you desperately want them to survive, I would suggest finding the strongest spark available and bonding Starscream to them."
Megatron stared at his still thrashing Second as he contemplated the issue. Hook's diagnosis wasn't welcome and he couldn't say with confidence that he 'desperately' wanted the Seekers to survive but again, losing Starscream wasn't an option.
He may not need the other two but he did need Starscream for the general running of the Decepticon army. The Seekers' skills had been refined over the hundreds of years and he didn't have the resources to replace a senior administrator and highly skilled combat leader.
He summoned Soundwave with a quick comm. and approached the table Starscream writhed upon. He knew what he was going to do and, with an internal sigh, committed to the idea. It couldn't be too bad really, Starscream was an attractive mech and perhaps being bonded to him would stop some of the assassination attempts.
Bonecrusher shifted his position, holding down Starscream's shoulders, as his leader came closer. Megatron's gaze slid over the Seeker's body slowly.
"How I wish I could just let you die." He muttered quietly to himself.
Starscream's usually handsome faceplates were twisted in pain. A tortured expression of utter agony, Megatron almost wished he had managed to bring such a look to the Seeker during one of their punishment sessions.
Soundwave entered the medbay and came directly to his side. Megatron didn't bother to explain his plan; the telepathic mech could read his intentions easily.
"Intention; unwise. Results; uncertain."
"I have made the decision, Soundwave. All I require from you is to continue running the army until the bond has settled and the Seekers are stabilized."
Megatron at that moment became aware of all the optics trained on him. With the exception of the Command Trine and the Constructicons, he had the attention of the medbay.
This shouldn't be as awkward as it felt currently. He was taking steps to keep the Decepticon army intact, as any good leader should, so why was everyone looking at him as if he had lost his mind.
Hook separated from his team to claim a place at Starscream's berth. "Lord Megatron, are you intending to bond Commander Starscream's spark to your own?"
"That would be the most appropriate action." Megatron replied, although 'appropriate' may not have been the right word to use. "My spark will be capable of supporting not only Starscream but his trine as well until they stabilize."
"I don't need to tell you that a bond is irreversible. You will share a spark with the Commander until Oblivion."
"No, you do not need to tell me." Megatron snarled.
Did they truly think he wanted to spark bond with a traitorous glitch like Starscream? He would have preferred to have just about any other mech do this but he knew only he would be able to control the Seeker. Any other would be corrupted by the schemer.
With a violent shriek, Starscream wrenched free from Ramjet's hold. His legs flying into the air in a bid for freedom. Terrible screams came from his vocaliser as he called out for Thundercracker and Skywarp.
Megatron would have thought the show of emotion pathetic if it didn't send horrible chills down his backstrut.
Ramjet leapt to catch hold of the Air Commander's legs once again and gained a ped to his faceplate as a reward. Megatron stifled a groan at the ineptitude of his soldiers some days and took the Conehead's position. His superior strength proving too much for the flailing Seeker. With one hand on each lower leg, Megatron forced the smaller mech to be still. Starscream raged against him, screaming for his release and his trinemates.
Insults spewed from his lips as his optics rolled wildly, presumably searching the room for his trinemates.
Megatron glared down at his Second. It was now or never.
His grip tightened on Starscream's legs. "Secure his arms."
Soundwave moved to the head of the berth, taking one of the Seeker's arms from Bonecrusher. Together they managed to keep his shoulders relatively still on the surface, but Starscream still thrashed.
With a sharp move, Megatron pulled the Seeker towards him. White thighs parted on either side of his hips as his arms stretch over his head. Megatron transferred his grip to the smooth white plating, pinning the mech at his hips. His Second stilled momentarily, his optics focusing on Megatron's face but he got the feeling Starscream wasn't really comprehending the situation. There was recognition in his optics of who was above him but Megatron suspected that he was seeing something else in the background. The gasp that came from Starscream when he'd pulled him closer had caught Megatron's attention as well. What was going through the Seeker's mind?
He leaned over the squirming body, trapping the mech further under his bulk. "Starscream, open your chest plates."
The Seeker whimpered but obeyed, his optics locked onto Megatron's.
Megatron tried not to stare as a golden cockpit slid away followed by red plating to reveal a brightly glowing spark. Despite his intentions Megatron couldn't deny that it was an alluring sight, the very source of power that gave Starscream life, bared for his claiming. It wasn't an event Megatron had ever expected to experience and certainly not with so many witnesses.
"Sir, you will experience a pull at your spark when it is exposed. Bonecrusher and Soundwave will hold Commander Starscream down for as long as possible for you to complete the bonding."
"I understand. How long after the bonding will the Seeker's be repaired?"
"As soon as their sparks stabilize we will start operating."
Megatron nodded once and activated the command to open his chest. The motion was slow, having never been done before and it left Megatron feeling vulnerably exposed.
He hissed as air wrapped around his spark, its first exposure to the atmosphere since his sparking hundreds of vorns earlier. Hook had been correct; he felt his spark pull towards the other exposed spark.
He descended, lowering his chest towards Starscream's. His spark pulsed wildly as if it understood that it would soon be bound to another. Starscream's optics cleared momentarily and Megatron saw understanding in their crimson depths. They stared at each other for a breathless moment before Megatron closed the final distance between them.
When he awoke Megatron would only recall the faint sound of metal colliding. Everything else was washed away by the impact of their sparks. White heat engulfed him and Megatron was vaguely aware of a shrill scream over his guttural growl.
Brilliant pleasure flowed behind the heat, pouring into every circuit, transistor and diode with an intensity he'd never experienced before.
His hands closed roughly around Starscream's thighs as he ground his chest down into the Seeker. His Seeker.
Red hips bumped up into his own and Megatron fought back the urge to free his suddenly interested spike. Instead he lifted Starscream's legs around his waist and ground their whole bodies together.
Starscream thrashed under him, fighting the hands that still held him down. Megatron frowned darkly at the thought of someone else touching his Seeker while their sparks were connected. His fusion cannon whirred to life with the intention of removing those who dared from the world of the living.
He had gotten as far as taking his hand off a white thigh when Starscream's restraints were gone and his arms were wrapping around Megatron's shoulders.
The increased pressure sent a sharper pleasure rushing through him. He bucked his hips against his Seeker in reaction and was rewarded with a low moan. Starscream's hands moved over him, leaving trails of heat in their wake. Megatron sank his denta into the closest surface, Starscream's shoulder. His Seeker cried out but held him tighter.
Something shifted in Megatron's core and he was suddenly aware of far more than his own pleasure. His could feel his hands on Starscream's body and what Starscream was feeling under his weight. It was a strange mix of sensations but quickly overshadowed by the emotions pouring from Starscream's spark.
Fear, desire, hope, lust and pain flooded through the bond. He responded instinctively, sending back his own strength to comfort Starscream and his lust to feed the new bond. His Seeker calmed, distracted from his pain and fear by the emotions Megatron was pushing into him.
Megatron's arms wrapped around the slender body, arching Starscream's back and increasing the sweet friction between them. Their joined spark swelled, encouraging Megatron and Starscream to finalize the bond.
His core whirled as it pulled information from Starscream. His processor was flooded with memories and thoughts of the Seeker. Young Starscream learning to fly, trining with Thundercracker and Skywarp, joining the Decepticons and moving through their ranks. Over the top of the memories came the emotions attached and for a moment Megatron was curious what Starscream was experiencing with his own past.
Starscream's legs tightened ever further around his hips, sending more sharp pleasure through his system. Megatron growled into Starscream's shoulder, his grip leaving dents in the Seeker's softer metal.
He delved deeper into Starscream's spark, watching as more and more memories swept past him. A few in particular caught his attention; the ones of him. Megatron saw the way the way Starscream had first seen him and watched as it changed. His Seeker didn't hate him, at least not as much as he professed to; it was a revelation when he felt the repressed lust Starscream had for him.
Interesting.
Megatron smirked against Starscream's shoulder, the only external reaction he'd made since clutching the slender body to him. Perhaps he could use this to keep Starscream in line, reward his good behaviour.
The overload caught him by surprise, tearing through his body with wave after wave of impossible heat and pleasure. Still lost in the mesh of their sparks Megatron could feel the two orbs fusing together, altering each other to become something purely unique between them. Starscream jolted under him, writhing and moaning through his own bond-cementing overload.
Megatron was unsure if he made any sound, his processor and senses filling with static until he felt all the tension leave his body.
He drifted into an uneasy recharge, draped over Starscream's limp frame.
What has he gotten himself into now?
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