Knock Out dropped the toy, and picked a bigger one from the case. "At once, Commander."
Knock Out slipped his fingers out of the seeker's spread valve reluctantly. The new toy was dry, but Starscream's valve looked slick enough to make up for it.
Starscream took a soft breath in as Knock Out filled him again. Knock Out watched Starscream's valve open and stretch gently around the curved, smooth toy. It was an inspiring sight, and his own array ached behind its covers. Starscream gave a small moan and Knock Out transferred his gaze to the seeker's face. Starscream's face was a study in wanton need. His optics were closed, his mouth open, his brows lowered as he concentrated intently on what Knock Out was doing to him.
"Mmm..." Knock Out leaned over the seeker as he eased the toy all the way inside. He had to go slower and work harder to get this one fully seated, and once his fingertips pressed against the stretched rim of Starscream's valve, Starscream had his head thrown back and was panting. "That's it, Commander. You're doing well," he cooed. He doubted Starscream was paying him much attention, but a delicious shiver ran through the seeker's body all the same. Knock Out smirked in satisfaction, and started to rock the toy back and forth. Starscream gripped it tightly, making Knock Out wonder how it would feel to bury himself in the seeker's tight, hot valve instead of pleasing him with only toys. He tried to content himself with imagining – it wasn't likely Starscream would allow it. Not likely, but not impossible, either...
"Faster," Starscream growled. He stretched his arms above his head again, creating a graceful arch to his back. His toes pointed, his feet still in the med-berth's stirrups.
"Yes, Commander," Knock Out replied. He moved the toy in short, shallow thrusts, working gently until Starscream was stretched enough for him to fuck him properly. "Hmm..." Willing to take a risk, he stroked his free hand up over the seeker's inner thigh. He caressed Starscream's spike housing for a moment, and then flicked his thumb over the small round node just in front of Starscream's valve. Starscream bowed off the berth and gave a feral moan. Knock Out grinned at his success. He brushed his thumb against Starscream's anterior node again, and then rubbed it more firmly. Starscream writhed and made a breathy sound that was almost a sob. "Come on, Commander," Knock Out murmured. "You have to come." He drew the toy back, and thrust it in deep. Starscream's intakes became sharp and uneven. Knock Out made each thrust of the toy deep and long, and gradually built up speed. He was a strong mech, he could keep this up a while, but Starscream's readings were still dangerously high, and besides, Starscream had looked so pretty when he'd come before. Knock Out hoped to repeat that as many times as possible.
"H-harder..." Starscream was rocking his hips up to meet each thrust now. Knock Out bit his lip and leaned closer. The seeker's little valve was shiny with lubricant, the soft inner membrane stretched tight around the toy when Knock Out pushed it in. A trickle of lubricant ran from Starscream's valve down his aft and onto the berth. Knock Out longed to duck down and lick it up. "Close..."
Knock Out nodded. Starscream's thighs were trembling, and his fans were working on full. Starscream was on the edge, and it was up to the doctor to push him over it. He growled and upped the pace once more. He fucked Starscream hard and fast, the big toy slamming into the seeker's tender valve over and over. "Come on, Starscream. You need to come... doctor's orders. Come now." He smirked. Starscream bared his teeth in a snarl and thrashed on the berth. His valve gripped the toy so hard Knock Out could barely move it, and a great shudder ran through his slender frame. Knock Out leaned down, close enough to smell the delicious scent of Starscream's overload. Starscream sprawled, panting, as little aftershocks rippled through his system.
"Mmm... that was good, Commander." Knock Out tore his optics away from Starscream's glistening valve to check the readouts. "But you still have a long way to go. Hm." He straightened up. Starscream moaned and stretched luxuriantly. Knock Out ground the toy gently into Starscream's valve and made him purr. "What do you say we move this somewhere more... private?"
Starscream looked up at him with darkly burning optics. He was enjoying the aftermath of another strong overload, but Knock Out could tell he was far from sated. Starscream bit his lip, and then nodded.
Knock Out smiled. He rubbed Starscream's frontal node again, and then pulled out the toy. He held it up to inspect. It was shiny and wet with lubricants. He held Starscream's gaze as he extended his glossa and licked some of the fluid away from the tip. He crossed a line, he knew. But Starscream's gaze darkened and his wings perked up.
"Somewhere more private...yes. And then you can taste as much of that as you want to, Doctor." Starscream's vocals were deep and rich, and sent a shiver running through Knock Out's lines. His spike throbbed painfully; he longed to let it out. Perhaps, he thought, Starscream was more amenable than he'd thought.
"Can you walk?" he said.
Starscream nodded and tried to sit up. His feet got caught in the stirrups, and he flushed awkwardly and waited for Knock Out to free him from his splayed pose. Knock Out took the opportunity to brush his fingers over Starscream's thighs, ankles, and elegant feet. He rather liked the look of Starscream's thighs held so wide apart like that – it displayed his wet valve nicely, spreading it open just enough for him to see the tender inner folds.
"Just a moment, Commander," he purred. Starscream looked flustered, but the doctor gave him a smooth smile before leaning down to breathe in another vent-full of Starscream's sweet scent. He ran his hands up the seeker's inner thighs, and pressed his thumbs to Starscream's valve's outer lips. He spread them even wider, and Starscream yelped as the delicate silver inner folds were exposed, and between them, the flexible little hole, already shrinking back down to size after being stretched. This wasn't even within their pretence of professionalism. Knock Out didn't care. He bent down and pressed his face in between Starscream's legs.
Starscream gasped and grabbed Knock Out's helm. He didn't try to push him away, however, and Knock Out hummed in satisfaction as his senses were overwhelmed by Starscream's sex. He pressed in and kissed wetly at the little opening, feeling it quiver under his lips, and then spent several minutes licking long, slow swipes over its rim, from Starscream's aft all the way up to the frontal node. Starscream trembled and clutched at his helm. His frame was tense from the unusual position. Knock Out needed to get him on a proper berth. He thrust his glossa into Starscream's valve, and then gave the anterior node a slow, wet kiss. He looked up at the seeker's face as he suckled on one of the valve's soft folds.
"Y-you were going to take this somewhere more private?" Starscream glanced at the medbay door. Knock Out chuckled. He licked Starscream's node, and then stood up.
"Yes," he said. He held Starscream's ankles and helped him out of the stirrups at last. "My rooms are just adjacent to the medical bay. I suggest we continue this there. I can't keep an eye on your readings, but there's coolant enough in my cache to keep you running smooth until we've worked the charge out of your system. Come on." He stepped back and offered the seeker his arm. Starscream hopped from the berth and onto unsteady legs. Knock Out felt a surge of heat in his spark as the seeker clutched his arm for support. Knock Out made a small sound of approval, and shifted Starscream's grip so his arm was around his shoulders. Knock Out wrapped one arm around Starscream's narrow waist, and dared to dip his other hand down between the seeker's legs. Starscream yelped and tried to press his thighs together, but he held onto Knock Out more tightly. Knock Out smiled and rubbed Starscream's valve affectionately. "It's only a few steps, Commander. No need to cover this up."
Starscream, clearly distracted, nodded. Knock Out's sensors assured him no-bot was around, and then he led Starscream out of the medical bay. The hallway outside was deserted, as he predicted, but it was cooler. Starscream huddled closer to him, perhaps realising now how he had been led into a public place whilst exposed. Knock Out stole a quick and greedy glance down at him. His armour shone with condensation, and the heat of his body made the air shimmer around him. His panel was open though his spike remained hidden. His little silver valve was exposed, and lubricant ran in thick, wet trickles down his shapely thighs. Knock Out had an unreasonable impulse to push him against the wall, drop to his knees, and eat the seeker's valve right there, where any bot could pass by and see. Why should he care?
They took a few steps before Knock Out acted. He ran his hand down Starscream's back down to his aft, and then spun him gently and pushed him against the wall. Starscream made a confused sound as he was pressed chest-first against the cold metal wall, but Knock Out sank fluidly to one knee and pulled Starscream's thighs apart. Starscream had to lean on the wall for balance, and he could only gasp and pant as the doctor spread his aft and once more pushed his face against his valve.
"I'm sorry, Starscream," Knock Out murmured against Starscream's wet folds. "I just can't resist."
He licked hungrily, purring at the taste.
"Knock Out-! What are you doing?" Starscream squirmed, but curled his claws into the wall and arched his back. "You said private-!"
"Mmhmm." Knock Out lapped at Starscream's valve a while longer, and then leaned back and pushed two slender fingers up inside it. "Mm, still tight, Starscream."
Starscream bit his lip and pressed his cheek to the wall. Knock Out finger-fucked the seeker on his knees, watching up-close as his fingers slid in and out of the tight, wet valve. Then he rose to his feet and pressed Starscream against the wall with his frame. He licked the seeker's audio and pushed his fingers as deep as he could into Starscream's valve. Starscream whimpered and swayed his hips.
"Shh... don't make too much noise, Commander. I think I hear somebot coming." Starscream shivered, and bucked against him. Knock Out reached around his slim frame and used his free hand to rub the seeker's front node. "You wouldn't want anyone to see you like this, would you?" Knock Out whispered into Starscream's audio. "Can you imagine... all the drones, seeing you like this?" He thrust a third finger into Starscream's valve and made sure to stretch the tender little hole. Starscream shuddered sweetly. Knock Out thought he was close to coming. "Come on-"
He hooked one arm around Starscream's waist and pulled him away from the wall. He kept the fingers of his other hand pressed deep in Starscream's valve. He guided Starscream to walk in front of him, and the seeker tottered unsteadily.
"Just a little further, Commander. There you go..." He spoke softly, his vocals low and smooth. Starscream took one unsteady step, and then another. Knock Out held him around the waist and made sure he didn't overbalance, though he never removed his fingers from the seeker's valve. Every now and then he thrust or curled them, and the sounds Starscream made were better than the sweetest music. By the time they reached the door to his room, he had a dirty smirk plastered on his face. He let Starscream lean against the door as he tapped the code in to unlock it.
"Careful now," he said as the door opened. He supported Starscream, letting him lean back against his chassis, and then guided him inside. Starscream was panting and clinging to him as Knock Out guided him to the berth. Knock Out finally removed his fingers from Starscream's valve. Starscream crawled gratefully onto the bed and sank down on his front, trembling. "Mmm." Knock Out savoured the view. A moment later, he lifted his fingers and licked off some of the lubricant coating them, and savoured the taste as well. He caught Starscream watching him over his shoulder.
"I thought I said no funny business," the seeker mumbled.
Knock Out set one knee on the berth, and then crawled slowly to Starscream's side. "I apologise, Commander. Would you prefer I left you alone? I can leave my little toybox with you-"
"Don't you dare! Doctor, you started this and you're going to finish it." The venom in Starscream's vocals was betrayed somewhat by the inviting way he arched his back and slid his knees apart. He glared at Knock Out and fisted his claws into the berth's covers.
Knock Out hummed and stroked the seeker's helm. "It would be my pleasure. Now, where were we...?" He trailed his hand over Starscream's back, between his wings, all the way down to his aft. Starscream's hips twitched and swayed. Knock Out moved around him and knelt in between the seeker's legs. "Is this all right, Starscream?" He stroked down Starscream's thighs, and then gripped them and eased them further apart. Starscream shivered, and Knock Out saw his valve tighten up.
"Yes," Starscream said. His toes pointed, and his wings twitched back. Knock Out stroked his thighs for a few more moments, trying to relax him. It seemed to work, and when Knock Out was happy that the trembling in the seeker's frame was anticipation and lust rather than anxiety, he leaned closer and breathed warm air onto the seeker's quivering valve. Starscream gasped, and Knock Out's engine thrummed. He spread Starscream very gently with his thumbs and then leaned in. He licked slowly, working over all of the exposed folds. Starscream panted, whined, and then eventually his rich vocals became deep, pleasured moans. Knock Out pressed his face deep between Starscream's thighs and spent a long and wonderful time licking, kissing, and wetly suckling the seeker's sensitive, tender folds, his stiff little node, and the small, tight hole that quivered beneath his lips and glossa as if begging for something more to fill it.
By the time Knock Out lifted his head, his face was shiny and wet with lubricant, and Starscream was a breathlessly moaning heap, his frame trembling and helpless, his expression one of bliss. Knock Out judged him to be ready to come again, and he smirked. His hand found Starscream's spike-housing, and he teased and touched until the seeker let his cock spring out. The tip leaked silvery precum, which dripped and added to the wetness beneath Starscream on the sheets. Knock Out took a moment to grab Starscream's hips and lift his aft higher up before continuing to rub at Starscream's spike. He held the seeker's hip with his other hand, and licked greedily all over the curves of Starscream's smooth silver aft. The cover over Starscream's waste port popped back at a clever manipulation of Knock Out's glossa, and Starscream gave a helpless moan as his little exhaust was exposed. Knock Out gave him a reassuring purr of his engines, and placed a kiss on the tiny opening. He felt it clench under his lips, and his smirk only grew. He sighed in pleasure – he was so glad they had abandoned all trace of professionalism; this was so much more satisfying. He licked Starscream's aft rhythmically, until he felt the seeker relax once more. Starscream's spike remained stiff, and Knock Out continued to stroke it, pausing only occasionally to toy with the head. He moaned as he grew more enthusiastic and messy, licking and wetly kissing Starscream's little port before, carefully, pushing the tip of his glossa inside. Starscream reacted by arching his back and clawing at the sheets. His cry was of surprise and breathless pleasure. Knock Out hummed in satisfaction and thrust his glossa inside Starscream's aft again. He worshipped the little hole with his mouth, kissing and licking, pushing his glossa as deep as he could and wriggling it to caress the thin inner membrane. At the same time he pumped Starscream's spike faster. Starscream's cries became rhythmic and continuous, the pitch rising as the tension in his body wound up and up, pushing him closer and closer to overload.
Before Starscream could come, Knock Out pulled back. He left Starscream shivering with his aft in the air for a moment as he ducked down to retrieve a box from under the berth. This was his own private toybox, not intended for medical use. Starscream rocked his hips, trying to fuck himself on a spike that wasn't there, his claws fisting in the sheets. He was too wound up to think, it seemed, and Knock Out took a klik just to watch the display of desperate, wanton lust in his berth. Then he selected a shiny purple toy from the box and returned to Starscream.
"Here, shh," he soothed. He rubbed Starscream's back, and Starscream whimpered. "It's all right, Starscream. I have something for you." He hastily lubed up the toy – a bigger spike than he'd given Starscream so far, this toy was thick and ridged, with a broad, round head and a bulbous knot at the base. "Rub your spike for me... there you go." Starscream reached down between his legs and grasped his spike. As the seeker stroked his slippery cock frantically, Knockout nudged the thick tip of the toy against Starscream's valve. "You want this?" he cooed.
"Yes. Yes!" Starscream's vocals were a tight hiss. His frame twitched restlessly, and his wings were pointed up high.
"Mmm, good. All right my lord, here it comes..." Knock Out pushed the large spike inside slowly, watching each ridge disappear one by one into Starscream's wet valve. He eased it in until he reached the knot, where he stopped. Starscream was making little gasping sounds, and he ground his hips back against the toy. "Beautiful," Knock Out murmured. Then he licked at the stretched lips of Starscream's valve, and started to thrust the toy back and forth. He kissed his way back to the little pucker of Starscream's aft and started tonguing him again. Starscream cried out, almost a scream. Knock Out increased the speed with which he sawed the toy in and out of the seeker's valve; the wetness made it easy, but Starscream was still tight. Starscream was taking it deep, and Knock Out paused for a moment to watch and appreciate just how wide the slender seeker was being stretched. He gave a dirty smirk and gave Starscream's aft a long and lingering kiss. Starscream, pumping his spike furiously now, took a sharp breath in and held it. His frame convulsed, and his valve clenched down hard on the spike that was still ramming into him. Transfluid burst from his spike, and his valve and aft tensed and quivered as he came hard.
Knock Out growled and pushed his glossa deep into Starscream's aft. He didn't stop fucking him, but instead waited until the throes of overload had passed and Starscream's valve was relaxed and supple, and then he pushed. Starscream's yelp was too much for the doctor, and his spike sprang out just as the knot of the toy slipped inside Starscream's valve. Knock Out used his strength to keep the toy in deep, forcing Starscream to take the whole knot. He swirled his glossa inside the seeker's aft, and reached his free hand down between Starscream's legs to stroke the seeker's sore, tender spike. Starscream's own hands had latched onto the sheets, ripping them. He was shaking, panting and moaning. He was helpless to move, but his spike was still hard, and charge still licked all over his sensornet, still set his lines alight. Knock Out thrust the toy in very tiny, shallow movements, before rotating and grinding it, keeping it in deep. Starscream wailed and came again. He sobbed brokenly, and his claws twitched.
Knock Out stilled, and licked Starscream's aft more lightly and gently now. He slowly, carefully eased the toy out of Starscream's valve. Starscream collapsed on the berth, his aft finally lowering as his legs splayed and gave out. Knock Out set the toy aside and rubbed Starscream's thighs and aft reassuringly. The little valve was stretched – the silver lips were puffy and looked sore, and the hole that had been so tiny now gaped. He lay down on his front, rubbing his spike on the sheets beneath him, and licked soothingly at the tender valve. He cleaned up the mess of lubricants, suckling the folds clean and dipping his glossa into the hole to drink up the tangy-sweet fluid. Starscream seemed barely aware of him, but the gentle rumbling of his engines told Knock Out he was still in a placid, euphoric afterglow. Pleased, Knock Out slipped a finger from each hand into Starscream's valve and gently held him open. His optics burned possessively as he inspected the inside of his commander's hole, all sore and wet as it was. He kept Starscream open and spent some more time licking and suckling, licking the lubricant out of his valve as deeply as he could.
By this point Starscream was beginning to come back to himself, and he moved restlessly. Knock Out's spike was aching painfully, and he ground against the berth in an attempt to alleviate the pressure.
"You're delicious, Starscream," Knock Out murmured. He withdrew his fingers, and gave the puffy valve a light, affectionate slap. "Hows your charge?"
"Mmm." Starscream took a deep breath. He moved slowly, but he managed to prop himself up enough to turn and look at Knock Out over his shoulder. His optics were hazy and half-focused. "Still warm... doctor..."
Knock Out growled. He knelt up abruptly, and wrapped his hand around the base of his spike. His length stood up stiff and hard, the lines down its length glowing bright red. He saw Starscream's optics focus on it, and a new blush creep onto the seeker's cheeks. "I recommend a special procedure," Knock Out said playfully, though his vocals had become deeper and slightly rough with suppressed need. "It's the only cure."
Starscream's only reply was to languidly roll onto his back. He fanned his wings out wide, rubbing them against the smooth sheets, and spread his legs. His valve lay open and wet as he invited Knock Out to do as he wished. The doctor hummed, pleased, and moved closer. He put his hands on the backs of Starscream's thighs and pressed down, opening the lithe seeker up even more and keeping him there. Starscream sighed and tilted his head back. He stretched his hands above his head, and Knock Out admired the graceful lines of his frame. He rubbed his spike against Starscream's folds for a moment, getting his length nice and wet, and then butted the head of his spike against the opening which had begun to slowly tighten back to its original size. He offered the seeker a grin, and then plunged inside. Immediately the little valve was stretched again as he filled it; his spike wasn't as wide as the toy, but Starscream was flexible and his internals were strong enough to grip him. He didn't pause before setting a rough, quick rhythm. He had denied himself for a long time, watching Starscream come and come, and felt ready to blow. He grunted and pushed down, almost bending Starscream in two, and rammed his spike deep into Starscream's valve again and again. Starscream moaned and writhed beneath him. Knock Out was entranced with the seeker's beauty, with the movements of his frame and the enraptured expressions flitting across his face. He shifted position slightly so he could drill down even deeper, and let himself go. He fucked Starscream fast and mercilessly, using the seeker's hole as a means for his pleasure; Starscream's condition was temporarily forgotten as he chased only his own release. It wasn't long before he came. Heat coursed through his lines and seemed to intensify in his spike, and then transfluid exploded from his cock in a moment of pure, searing release. He moaned and ground into Starscream hard. His frame arched gracefully, his head thrown back, his hands still pressing Starscream's thighs wide apart. Beneath him, the seeker mewled and panted as he was pumped full of hot, silvery come. His spike had stiffened once more, and he rubbed it as he rocked his hips, trying to follow Knock Out into yet another overload.
It was several kliks before Knock Out had enough presence of mind to notice Starscream's struggles. In that time he had been lost in the bliss of his climax, grinding and thrusting into Starscream's silken heat, made even hotter and slicker by his own transfluid. His euphoria gradually eased, and he looked down at his patient.
Starscream's expression was almost pained. Knock Out stilled. "Did I hurt you?"
Starscream shook his head urgently. "No. No... I need... please doctor, I need-"
"Need to come again?" Starscream nodded. His lips were parted, and Knock Out could see his glossa as he panted desperately. Knock Out leaned down and kissed him roughly. Starscream didn't object, though his attempt to kiss him back was clumsy and sloppy. Knock Out ground his hips in a slow circle, but relented when Starscream whined. He knelt upright instead, and took Starscream's spike in his hand. His own length was still stiff enough to work Starscream's valve to climax, but he wondered if the seeker needed something extra. He held optic-contact as he rocked his hips, gently at first, and rubbed Starscream's spike in time. He leaned down slightly and sneaked his other hand underneath Starscream's frame. His fingertips found Starscream's waste port, and he rubbed it teasingly. Starscream's intakes hitched.
"Mmm. Come on Starscream – sit up for me?" He knelt on his heels, and guided an exhausted, needy seeker into his lap. He kept his spike inside Starscream, and wrapped one arm around him to keep him close. "Grind down on my spike," Knock Out said. "Rub your spike if you need to." Starscream nodded absently and obeyed, wrapping one arm around Knock Out's neck to steady himself and tugging on his spike with the other hand. Knock Out stole another kiss, and then licked the seeker's lips. He stroked the bottom edge of a wing, and was delighted when Starscream gave a pleasured shiver. He slid his other hand down over Starscream's lower back, and then he had Starscream's aft cupped in his hand again, and he kneaded and squeezed affectionately. His fingers were slick from the mess of lubricant and come that by now was smeared all over both of them, so when he eased his middle finger into Starscream's rear port he found he could slide in to the third knuckle without resistance. He hummed and smiled, and nuzzled Starscream's cheek. Starscream shuttered his optics, his face screwed up in concentration as he ground himself down on Knock Out's spike and diligently pumped his spike. Knock Out slid his finger back and forth, gently stroking deep inside Starscream's aft. Then, gently, he eased his index finger alongside. He licked Starscream's throat and bit, kept caressing Starscream's wing, and rocked his hips. Starscream moaned and clung to him tightly. He sought out another kiss, and Knock Out gladly gave it to him.
Starscream's desperation drove him to gradually go faster, until he was bouncing up and down on the doctor's spike, his sloppy valve making wet squelching sounds each time he slammed down on the thick length. He wrapped both his arms around Knock Out's neck, and his own spike was pressed between their frames as Knock Out held him closer. Knock Out kept fingering Starscream's aft, gradually able to go faster as the seeker became used to the sensation of being penetrated there.
Abruptly he lay back, bringing Starsceam with him, so that the seeker lay astride him. Knock Out was able to thrust better in this position, and he did so, lifting his hips to drive his spike into Starscream's valve again and again. Starscream pressed his face against Knock Out's neck. His frame was trembling, and his valve shivered tightly. Knock Out fucked the seeker's valve harder, and at the same time finger-fucked his little aft with his fingers; he pushed a third finger inside that small hole, stretching him, and pushing deep. Starscream sobbed, thrashed, and then he was finally coming. This overload seemed to last the longest of all his climaxes that cycle, and when the violent shivering finally passed, the seeker collapsed in boneless satiation across the doctor's frame. He moaned, deep and absolutely satisfied. Knock Out thought they might have held his heat at bay for the night.
He gently rolled Starscream onto his back and pulled both his spike and his fingers from the seeker's body. Starscream was slipping into recharge, clearly exhausted. Knock Out crawled up Starscream's body. He had helped Starscream reach his final peak, but in the process had wound himself up again. His spike was glistening and hard, swinging between his legs as he crawled up the berth. Starscream mumbled something sleepily as Knock Out knelt by his head. He gently turned Starscream's head to face him, and looked down at him with a feral kind of tenderness. Starscream's optics were barely open, but there was a tired smile on his lips. Knock Out wrapped his hand around his spike and pumped quickly and hard. Starscream made a soft sound and closed his optics. Knock Out used the fingers of his free hand to gently ease Starscream's mouth open. Starscream squirmed languidly, exhaustion and relief at his burnt-off charge sending him quickly into recharge. Knock Out grit his teeth and pumped his hand faster. He rubbed the tip of his spike against Starscream's cheek, and then pointed the head between Starscream's parted lips as he came. He watched his transfluid pour messily into Starscream's mouth, and gave a deep sigh. Starscream licked and swallowed absently, but a beat later he was still as sleep finally took him. Knock Out rubbed his spike against Starscream's lips and face for a few moments more, and then shifted to lie down beside him.
He gave himself a few kliks to cool down, and then reached for a clean thermo-blanket. He spread this over the both of them, and then reclined beside Starscream, his head pillowed on his arms. If he knew anything about aerial heat cycles it was that the first fever was just the start of a phase that could last for days, maybe up to a month. Starscream would be fine for a few hours, but then he would feel the itch again. The only sure-fire way to eliminate the danger of him burning up from the inside was to get him with spark; failing that, it would take days or weeks of hard work to keep the seeker healthy and online. As the Commander's physician, Knock Out would of course take deep pride in doing anything and everything he could to give Starscream only the very best medical care. This was his last thought as, with another smirk, he closed his optics and succumbed to his own need for rest. Something told him he would need all the energy he could get when Starscream awoke and needed his services again.
