Loud and Proud
Megatron sat in his command chair with a smile on his face plate, processor pleasantly buzzing from his drinks. Yes, the Decepticon had been drinking, but it wasn't enough to cloud his judgment. He finished off the shot of high-grade currently in his servo and set the glass aside. Music floated from down the hall and teased his audio receptor. Reluctantly he left his perch and followed the source of the noise.
The music grew louder as he headed down the hall. He rested his palm against the door that pulsed with the bass. He searched through his databanks for a title. He came up with "Rockstar 101" by a woman called Rihanna featuring someone called Slash. Megatron hissed at the organic names. Though he hated to admit it, the song was good. Sexy, too, he thought. He looked up to check the room number and a grin crossed his face. The leader had finally gotten his chance.
Most of the other Decepticons had paired off already for the night and were busy in their rooms. Megatron had sought no one in particular out even though his hunger for that gorgeous mech he loved and hated was growing with every passing nanoklik. Now he could.
He pushed the door open to the room. He was greeted by a sight that could've caused him to overload on sight. He watched hungrily as Starscream swung around a pole, hips moving seductively. His crimson optics were lustful and met Megatron's eagerly. He moved his body in ways the leader had never seen before; the silver mech shut the door behind him and worked the seams under his fusion cannon. The weapon came loose; he wasn't stupid, he knew where this would go. He tossed the fusion cannon into a corner. He wasn't sure how the Seeker had gotten his servos on a pole and he wasn't sure he cared.
The song finished and Starscream wrapped one leg around the metal rod and slid down, groin running over the metal and making Megatron's frame heat up. He smirked at his leader, red body slick with condensation.
"I was hoping you'd come." he cooed, lithe body swinging as he stepped down from his stage.
"Well, I'm glad I did." he answered, watching Starscream from the corners of his optics as the Seeker walked around him. He noted his tense body; he wasn't sure if Megatron would tear his wiring or not.
"Oh, Lord Megatron…" he purred, arms sliding around his waist.
"Starscream…"
The leader let his second's tongue invade his mouth without actually kissing him. He let out a small moan and Megatron grinned; his tongue slithered out and a thin line of saliva trailed from their mouths. The Seeker grinned and licked it away.
It was then Starscream's servo drifted where Megatron should not have permitted it. But he did. He wanted his SIC. He slid his plating back and allowed the jet to pump the length of his plug. He snarled; he was teasing him with his achingly slow pace.
"More." he growled, pulling Starscream closer by his shoulders. The Seeker laughed softly. He worked his arousal faster, making his leader moan. He threw him down on his berth and straddled his waist, sliding his own armor back. A song by the name "Get Psycho" by someone called Disturbed came on and it made Megatron want even more. He threw his head back, clawing at the sheets as Starscream rocked back and forth, the friction creating heat between them. The Seeker above him gasped, lovely face painted with ecstasy.
"I wanna get psycho, run you little bitch, I want your power glowin', juicy flowin', red, hot meaning of life!"
He pulled Starscream down on top of him and devoured his lips, reaching down to grip his pulsing arousal. The Seeker screamed into his mouth as he worked his cable. He slammed into Megatron again, armor making a distinct 'clang' that was all too familiar at night.
"Need to get psycho, wanna hear you say, you say you want it, need it, don't wanna wait until we finish the show!"
Megatron wrapped one leg around Starscream's waist, pulling him even closer. He screamed as the mech slid down. He felt his second consume his length, leaving him shouting in delight. When Starscream surfaced for an intake he sat up and crawled over, slamming him down. He rubbed their plugs together, thrusting hard and fast. Starscream cursed and spat as he overloaded, trying hard not to give into Megatron's demands to scream his name.
"Say it, you sexy beast!" he hissed, squeezing his cable just the way the jet liked it.
And he overloaded to the Seeker's lips parted as he screamed his leader's name.
