I got attacked by another plot bunny and it is interfering with Treacherous Loyalty so I plan on killing it by writing both stories at once. It will mean that both will be updated slower. I plan to update every weekend as I have no work on those days.

Story Info: This story is based around Starscream and the Command Trine but mainly Screamer. This story will have a humongous mistake for the first few chapters or so but I doubt most of you will notice (but I say most of you will so that kinda defeats the purpose but anyway). I can't tell you what it is because that will give some of the story away...although...it will be confusing and annoying to some but I can't really help that so I apologize beforehand.

WARNING: This is darkly themed so be cautious! It has rape and blackmail and is just generally dark...well I think it is anyway...

Thanks to Baird Crevan for being my Beta!

Enjoy. Feedback much Appreciated!

Silence.

The dim light flickered, casting darkness across the room in quick flashes. The room's walls were a bare gray; lifeless, unlike the occupant of the room. The figure's bright colour scheme warranted all attention with its boldness.

Starscream glared gloomily at the door to his quarters. Elbows rested on spread knees with digits interlaced between them. Wings draped around his hunched frame displaying his boredom.

Three Earth minutes.

He hated this. His pride hated this. His body hated this. He was disgusted with himself. What would they think if the knew? Would they still love him? Starscream forced his vent to keep the even and quiet rhythm as he felt panic trying to break loose through his systems. He didn't want his fears known by anyone, especially him. He would only be further humiliated.

His optics narrowed at the closed door. This was all their fault! He would never have to degrade himself so had his idiot trinemates been more careful. It was all their fault. So why did he have to suffer this humiliation? Why did he save them when it cost him this? He loved them, he truly did but this? Ruby optics narrow further. If they ever found out they would probably leave him. They weren't bonded. He had always been an outsider because he was... what he was. Different traditions, different functions. They would have to plan the bonding carefully and most definitely after the war. It would never happen though... It was just one of Starscream's fantasies.

This knowledge scared him. If they left then they might let slip about Starscream's little secret. They would have no use for him any more; they would have each other and could maybe make a few credits by selling him out. But would they actually do that?

Thirty seconds.

Starscream felt his frame tense, circuitry aching, wings straining to remain still. He blanked his faceplates with ease born from vorns of practice. He could already see those glazed optics and smirking mouth.

Then he entered.

Starscream remained seated, optics locking with those of his unfortunate companion. Nothing was said as the newcomer moved toward the Seeker without a sound. A servo stretched forward to trail delicate digits over the edge of a white wing. Starscream did not reward the contact even though small tingles of pleasure sparked across his circuitry. He would only give what they had agreed upon, and nothing more. The other servo of the mech came up to cup Starscream's face, thumb extending to stroke a charcoal cheek.

"I am here to collect my payment for another months protection for your Trine... and yourself of course." He said, voice a smooth sound that rolled over Starscream's audios. Starscream was about to reply with his usual growl of get on with it when the mech's thumb landed swiftly on his lip components. "However, I am upping the price for this protection."

Starscream hissed in outrage, optics flaring. "But you already upped it when we arrived to Earth! You cannot do this. We had a deal!"

The mech's gaze didn't even waver as the Seeker hissed and spat. "Yes, I am aware of that but it is hard keeping your secret quiet with so many mechs sniffing about. I have to work harder to have you for myself even though I must admit you are beginning to disappoint lately." Starscream glared and tried to pull away only to be roughly stopped as his wing was held in a tight grip, digits just short of denting the sensitive metal. "I can easily let slip your little problem, Starscream, if you do not cooperate. I would bet that you would never recharge alone again if I did. And you must protect your wingmates's secret as well." The mech cocked his helm to the side in mock confusion. "What would they think of you then I wonder?"

Starscream remained quiet, and in doing so, surrendered to the mech. His optics found the floor as the grip on his wing loosened and a soft caress was his reward. He was pushed back onto the berth gently while his processor drifted. He would rather be sleeping with Skywarp alone than with this mech. This humiliation was suffocating him; every time stabbed his pride deeper.

"What's the new price?" Starscream asked to distract himself as the mech's glossia found his cockpit.

Bright optics met his as a servo snaked across his chassies to push aside the armour covering his spark.

"You shall see..."

It has been left like that for a reason!

(cliffhanger) You better get used to them!