Chapter 1: Soap

As Starscream scooped up the fallen and broken Moonblaster into his arms, he couldn't help but remember their first encounter. She was an Autobot back then and neither was very fond of the other. Though she was a brilliant fighter, the battle hadn't ended well for her. About a year later--three weeks ago--she had switched sides to get revenge on a certain Autobot glider.

Since then, she had become everyone's consort. Whenever someone needed to get rid of some built up "stress", she was there. Starscrem knew this wasn't a personal choice of hers, though. She was only doing that to remain on Megatron's good side, and it worked really well; she was reprimanded about half as often as Soundwave. Starscream didn't know what she was like in bed, nor did he care. He still wasn't too particularly fond of her. She had so much potential to be a good warrior that she'd thrown away, simply by sucking Astrotrain's triple-changing cock.

At the present moment, Starscream was tempted to fly up to about a mile high and just drop her, but decided against it--Megatron would have his head on a platter.

"Why does Megatron favour you?" He asked the unconscious red and black jet that he held draped in his ams. "All you've contributed is your body. I doubt you even have skills, besides the sexual sort." He scoffed. "You are completely useless as a warrior, Moonblaster." To his chagrin, he heard a sarcastic, British voice reply.

"Hmm.." Moonblaster paused, seeming totally unoffended. "I supposed you'ave a point, Screamer. I really haven't done much for the great Decepticon cause, have I?" She looked up at him, her crimson optics blazing with supressed rage. "Might I ask why you bother to carry me if you'ate me so much? I can walk, y'know, I'm not crippled."

"As you wish." With that, he dropped her. She landed flat on her back with a yelp and particularly unnerving flicker of the optics. For a nanocycle, Starscream was afraid he'd deactivated her. Femmes were--supposedly--more delicate, after all. He crouched down, one knee firmly on the ground and sighed as he placed two fingers on her neck, checking for a spark pulse. As much as he hated to do this, he had to make sure she was still online. Before too long, he caught himself day-dreaming about the injured femme before him.

"Starscream, did you'ear me?! I AM ONLINE!" With those words, she gave his hand an unpleasant slap and grabbed her right wing which had been torn off rather unceremoniously and unexpectedly by her adversary, the very pathetic Powerglide. She heaved herself up and turned back toward the silver and blue mech, grumbling. "If I'm so useless, why don't you show me'ow it's done; you, who can't even aim!"

Starscream wound back and punched her right in the chest, shattering whatever yellow glass was left clinging to the dented cockpit and sending her flying about 20 feet backwards. "Shut up, wench!" He screamed. The femme groaned and tried to sit up, but failed miserably, as she fell back down with a clang. Starscream sighed and strode over to her. She didn't move; she coudn't--she was nearly paralyzed. All she could do was deactivate her optics and wait for the kick she knew Starscream would deliver. "Get up." He ordered calmly.

She activated one optic and looked up at him hesitantly, half-expecting him to at least call her a worthless bag of scrap, but he didn't. All he did was hold one hand down for her to take. She deactivated the optic again and kept her mouth shut aside for two words: "Leave me."

"I am doing no such thing." Starscream replied as he gently prodded her with his foot. Her face contorted with pain and rage as Starscream bent down. "Fine. I will carry you back then."

"Don't touch me!" She screamed as he scooped her back up. She could do nothing but glare intensely at him."I hate you, Starscream." She cursed as he jostled her, taking off from the ground. "I hope you know just'ow much I despise you."

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When Starscream returned to base with Moonblaster held limply in his arms, Astrotrain feared the worst; those two hated each other with a fiery passion. "What did you do to her?!" He exclaimed as Starscream roughly dropped the femme on the opperating table in the medbay.

Starscream sighed and shook his head as he looked at Astrotrain, Moonblaster's favourite. "You ought to quit screwing around with Moonblaster," Starscream advised as he headed to the showers. "and I mean this in the most literal way possible."

Astrotrain sighed. Perhaps Starscream was right. 'Besides,' He thought, as a sly, almost diabolical grin tugged at the corners of his mouth. 'I haven't had a mech in a really long time...' He pondered as he silently followed Starscream to the showers. He was pleased to see Starscream already in one of the three-bot shower stalls, and completely naked. Astrotrain stifled a chuckle as he slowly removed all of his own armor and crept up behind Starscream, whose back was turned towards the intruding mech, washing his chassis with a bar of cleansing chemicals, the equivalent to the humans' bar of soap. Astrotrain subtley grabbed a bar for himself and began to lather up his slowly growing, purple and grey cock. He grinned to himself as he thought about what he was going to do and how much trouble he was going to get himself into.

Suddenly, Starscream dropped his bar, and as soon as Starscream bent over to retrieve it, Astrotrain took his chance, shoving his cock into the smaller mech's aft, instinctively beginning to thrust, in and out. Starscream shrieked so loud that it almost shorted out Astrotrain's audio receptors. The smaller mech turned his head around to se who was assaulting him, and when he saw Astrotrain's smug face, his optics widened into an expression of horror and agony. "A-Astrotrain! What the Pit do you think you're doi-" Before Starscream could finish, the larger mech clamped a hand over his mouth.

"You told me to quit screwing around with Moonblaster, so I decided to take your advice." Astrotrain replied as he reached a hand around and roughly grabbed onto Starscream's smaller, slowly hardening cock. Starscream gasped. "So I'm going to screw with you."

'No!' Starscream willed his cock to go soft again, but the harder he thought about it, the harder it got.

"Enjoying yourself, Starscream?"

Starscream let out a muffled yell of protest, but before he knew it, he actually was enjoying it, and even wanted release. He began to moan and Astrotrain loosened the grip on his mouth. The seeker was ashamed of himself before the words were even out of his mouth. "Please, Astrotrain, jerk me off." Astrotrain obliged and, after a few minutes--and screams of ecstacy that were no doubt heard throughout the base--the walls, Astrotrain's hand and Starscream's aft were all covered with the duo's plasma. Starscream had to brace his arms against the wall to prevent from falling over as Astrotrain pulled out of his small aft. "No..one is to know..about this." The blue and silver seeker gasped.

Astrotrain chuckled as he grabbed another bar of 'soap' off the ledge. "I'll make you a deal. You leave Moonblaster alone, and I'll keep our shenanigans buried." Then he growled, "Get it?" Starscream nodded quickly. "Good." With that, Astrotrain cleaned off his hand and his--now soft--cock, put his armor back on and left.

To Astrotrain's surprise, when he stepped into the medbay to check on Moonblaster, she was sitting up and grinning. She waved and he walked over to her.

"You straighten him out?" She asked while the Constructicon behind her reattatched her wing. Her cockpit had all the dents hammered out and the windshield was brand new.

"You don't know the half of it." Astrotrain smiled as he stroked the side of her face.

She giggled. "Actually, I know the whole of it."

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Starscream was absolutely humiliated. If Astrotrain was planning on using that as blackmail against him, he'd have another thing coming (he snickered at the unintentional pun). It wouldn't work anyway, their cries were heard throughout the base. Then again, mostly everyone was out at the Space Bridge. But, that wasn't the reason why Starscream was humiliated. It was the fact that Astrotrain snuck up and raped him up the aft, and Starscream had enjoyed it. He put his armor on and vowed never to let Astrotrain see him weakened ever again. That didn't last long, however, because when he entered the main room, he saw Astrotrain and Moonblaster, interfacing right there on the floor, and probably just to spite him. To tell the truth, Starscream was a little jealous; he never got any action, here on Earth.

"Oohh..." Moonblaster's moan brought Starscream back to reality. "Astrotrain...ohh..harder...faster.." She demanded.

Astrotrain gave her a quick kiss on the neck and grinned. "I thought you'd never ask." With that, he sped up a bit and took extra measured to go nice and deep each time he thrust into her. After a cycle or two of Starscream standing there and watching, Astrotrain let out a knowing sort of chuckle that gave the other mech the creeps. "I hope Starscream isn't standing by the door to the showers, watching us."

Moonblaster immediately turned her head in the silver mech's direction, instantly narrowing her optics. She then turned back to the mech on top of her just in time to receive a sloppy, though well-placed kiss.

"Mmm..Starscream can die a horrible, fiery death, for all I care." She commented as if the seeker wasn't even there. "But let's not allow him to ruin our moment." She suggested seductively before she let out a long, low moan. "Oohh, Astrotrain!"

Starscream groaned as he turned heel and went to his room. "Oh, brother."