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Starscream dipped slowly online, deep even breaths. It took several minutes to pull himself enough out of the deep slumber the sedatives had dropped him into even to register he was online. Skilled digits were gliding over his plates.

Tracing into the seams between them and ghosting down his stomach. He shuddered hard, being dropped steadily back into groggy stasis. Slowly realizing he was purring, but not strong enough to do something about it. Besides... it felt... phenomenal... He rolled his head to the side, purring deeply, but quietly, as a lower deeper purr rumble in his throat. Giving the hands wider access to his neck.

He lifted his chin upward. Drowsiness fluttered around his processor like a slow fog. The hands ran over his chest then paused slightly at the invitation to his neck.

The bot chuckled. But obliged burrying one digit deeply into his thicket wires and picking out a few to stroke individually between his thumb and digit. Star purred louder and shuddered leaning into the touch in his semi-consciousness, mumbling,

"Mmnnnegatron..."

Iron Hide's hand paused in his neck and he smiled warmly. The small captive thought he was his dad.

At the pause Screamer sleepily dimmed one cherry rose optic, trying to get his blurry doubled vision to focus. Iron Hide jumped out of his thoughts knowing as soon as the con saw an autobot pleasuring him... especially being the ego-tistic starscream touchy feely time would be over. Hide quickly started rubbing his neck harder with both hands, trying to drop him back into the dreamy sleep.

Starscream's optic opened a bit wider and arched his back slightly, his throat exploding into purrs of pleasure. Hide's optics trailed along the graceful curvature of the seeker's silver back. Then up his chest and to his metallic face. Dotted with a red plate on his forehead. It was cutely contorted in pleasure he rarely ever experienced. Optics squeezed tightly shut and white impossibly sharp dentas barely showing under his one scrunched up lip.

Then, again optics falling back down- trailing his spine and across those slender wings. His thinnly plated, silver stomach, reaching his writhing hips and briefly eying his codpiece. Was he an old model? Deep inside he hoped he was. Though he would never have admitted it. Why not? Old models had all the fun- having valves and depending on if you followed Primus's outlaw rule, a spike. New models didn't need to worry about that. They didn't have either. As the autobot captor processed these pleasing thoughts, his petting routine slowed steadily.

Starscream groaned and groggily and forced on one optic wondering why the pleasure had slowed to a cruelly slow pace. What was megatron doing? What was he thinking? Was he drunk? He had to be wasted... He never petted him this way. No one else would pet him... why would they?

As his optic gathered its senses he froze. That wasn't Megatron. Iron Hide jerked from his thoughts again feeling the sexy con under his inspection stiffen. He hurriedly started petting his neck with both hands again cursing himself. Star's other optic flickered on and he growled baring those very threatening denta. But mixed with his pleasured state and purrs it sounded more like a mad kitten.

Iron Hide couldn't help but smile and stroked the wires as far down as he could reach, stroking each wire gently. The captive groaned and whimpered. Putting both his hands on Hide's arm trying to push it away weakly and at the same time whining and trying to pull his neck away.

"Sh-sh-t-op...!" He managed to croak out between his own purrs. Hide chuckled and rubbed it even harder planning to overload him. By the way he was acting it looked like the second in command hadn't had a decent overload in forever. Starscream 'growled' again and squirmed pushing at his arm hardly again and kicked.

"I- said- s-s-top-p it!" His voice squeaked followed by another pathetic growl slowly melting into a moan. Hide laughed again. Enjoying this probably more than he should.

"You're so cute when you're helpless." He crooned into the captive's audials. Starscream growled again and fought. He didnt want to be cute!

"I'm... n-not c-ute!" He pathetcally snarled making Hide chuckled again.

"I beg to differ-"

"Hide?- woah!"

Hide was interuptd by a young voice in the door behind him. It startled him and accidentally pinched a wire he was teasing in the commander's neck. Screamer yelped loudly and thrashed out.

Iron Hide let go and turned glaring coldly at the teen Bumblebee in the door way. Headphones half on just standing there with an impossibly devious smile plastere to his faceplate.

"Having fun with the captive are we Hide?"

"Bumblebee I'm not in the mood." He stormed passed him and into the hall. Being the teenager Bee was... That did not satisfy his curiousity. He hopped after him, running ahead and walking backwards in front of him so he could see Hide's face.

"What was that look for? You checking out Starscream? He is pretty hot." He winked and almost stumbled having the jog backwards to stay ahead of the fast paced black mech.

Iron Hide's face reddened a bit. A few pleasing images running through his mind. Bee chuckled.

"Is that blush? Are you blushing? You really do like him don't you!"

He snarled and looked away, frustrated that the little squirt saw him redden.

"... I mean sure he's hot. You know he's got the sexy hips and strut to match. A little on the pissy side though dont yo-"

"He's not pissy! Maybe there's a reason!" Bee was shocked at te sudden protective outburst and tripped over the slight downstep as the hallway ended into the living room. Landing solidly on his aft. Hide 's face reddened even more as he stepped passed Bee and opened the base fridge.

Taking out some of their energon. Autobots got the cold refined smooth kind. Like drinking pure cold silk- except if you were a human... then its just... drinking pure death... Hide picked up a full cube and then three more. Stacking them in his arms. Bee had pulled himself up and shut the fridge by leaning on it.

"Sooo..." He winked, crossing his feet and the other mechs face heated up in embaressment.

"Not in the mood Bee..." His gruff voice growled. He stepped around him heading back toward the med bay with his load.

"Aw come on Hide!"

"Nope!" He called over his shoulder.

"Please! You were the first to know about Barricade and me!"

"Liar!"

"Okay second!"

"Liiiiiaaaaar!" Hides voice steadily grew farther away.

"Okay! Fine you were the third!"

"Bingo!"

"Please?"

"Not in the mood!"

The door slammed.

"Aft-head!" He uselessly shouted back and crossed his arms huffing and muttering.

Starscream was now fully awake. Struggling as hard as the first time. Growling constantly and wriggling, twisting, and trashing.

"I'm going to slag you for this autobot! And I'm going to screw you up so badly that-"

"Okay." Iron hide calmly interupted him, setting the cubes now next to them.

"What?" The silver mech froze shocked and looking over his shoulder at his captor.

"I said okay. I'm sure you will." Iron Hide added keeping his tone expertly smooth and convincing. Arranging the cubes slightly. The commander obviously taken back was silent for a bit.

"What... what are you playing at..." He growled cautiously. Being untrusting by habit.

"Nothing. I promise. I know you can slag me." He took one of the cubes deciding to play a game...

Taking a small cup of the energon he walked over and sat in front of the con. Who in turn struggled to pull the straps off his wings. Kicking and grunting and rattling off a swear every once in a while. Hide sipped the energon noisily.

Star paused to look at him and glanced at the cup. Struggling once more. The autobot sipped it again letting some drip down his mouth. Star paused again, a bit longer eyeing the energon. He wasn't on critical anymore... but it still looked... really... He watched some drip down Hide's neck. Slag he wanted some... His glossa wetted his lips and bit before kicking and reaching back for the cursed straps, still unable to get a grip on them. Iron Hide smiled deviously and sipped it loudly again. Finishing it off.

Star stopped again. Looking disappointedly at the empty cup. His mouth watered. He wanted it... As if the mech read his thoughts he poured another small portion into the cup.

"Want some?" He asked casually in his deep sexy voice. Star looked longingly at it but hesitantly shook his head.

"I don't need your help! I don't! I want to be on my own!"

"Do you?" The question took him off guard.

"What?"

"Do you really want to be on your own?" He stared at Hide for some time then arched his back again kicking furiously at the table.

"How 'bout this? We'll make a deal. Kay?"

He half whimpered and pushed against the bonds, glaring un trustingly at him.

"I..." Hide pointed to himself, "Let you..." He pointed to him. "Up..." he motioned upward. "If..." He held up a digit in a wait motion. "If... you will eat my energon..." He held up a cube. "Deal?"

He seemed to be considering it.

"Why" He growled laced in ice and untrust.

"Because... I care about you..." Star looked lost. Him? why? Why would a random Autobot care about him? Why did he want him to drink the energon so badly? Was it poison? No-... He said he cared about me... but why? Hide stood up and downed the cup of energon in his hands.

"Well?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Fine." He said bluntly. "Straps first." Hide nodded and walked up unstrapping one wing then the other. Within a nano click Starscream had snatched a cube and was up on a support beam hungerily guzzling it. Iron Hide watched him from the ground not exactly crazy about heights. Optics light blue with interest. Screamer perched on the beam guzzling it quickly.

Hide smiled. Yes. He liked this little pathetically cute excuse for a second command seeker. He smiled quirkily as he watched Star's wings twitch and he licking the interior of the cube clean.

Yes.

He liked him.

He liked him alot.

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-referring to my previous story 'Courage'-

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a) Do a follow up on Breakdown's threat?

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