I'm really sorry for not updating in a while. I've been very busy and my creative juices just won't flow! Well, I hope you enjoy what little story I have to give. :)


Skyblazer's stomach churned as she approached Starscream's quarters. What was he going to say to her? What was he gonna do?! Her processor went in different directions, mostly bad.

The femme Seeker stopped when she reached his door and tapped it gently.

"What is it?!" Starscream growled from behind. "Y-You wanted to see m-me, Lord Starscream... ?"

Footsteps were heard from behind the door before the metal slid back, showing a very tired gray and red Seeker. "Come in... " He ordered.

Skyblazer nodded slightly, her optics focused on the floor, because of the harsh tone he threw at her, and slowly walked in.

"Sit... " Starscream said as he pointed toward his berth after he shut the door and then walked over.

The femme Seeker sat down gently before sitting crisscross-applesauce and placing a servo on her chest.

"Now... " Starscream stood in front of her, his wings perked up in a dominant way. "I will have times set up when you are allowed into my berthroom, and times when I will allow to be with me... "

Skyblazer stared up at him in disbelief. That's horrible! She thought as she broke optic contact. "Yes, my lord... " The blue femme mumbled. Starscream gently lifted up her face. "Come now... " He purred gently. "You should be honored to carry my sparkling... "The gray Seeker stood up straight and walked across the room to a rather large chair. "Come."

Skyblazer sighed lightly before following and gently settling in his lap while the new Decepticon lord wrapped his servos around her frame.

"You're like a feather... " Starscream mumbled in her audio as he rested his chin on her shoulder. "So light... " He gently rubbed his servos over her spark-chamber, making the femme on his lap tense in unease. That made the Seeker chuckle. "Relax... " The gray Seeker crooned into her audio before leaning back into the chair.

"Y-Yes, my lord... " The blue and gold femme slowly and gently relaxed against him, closing her optics. Skyblazer blushed as she felt Starscream's servos rub over her spark chamber again and murmur things inaudible to the blue femme.

~Lord Starscream!~

The gray Seeker tensed before returning the comm. link. What is it? He growled. After a few moments of silence, Skyblazer guessed that the other bot on the end was explaining himself, Starscream sighed. Yes, of course, I'll be there shortly... The gray Seeker placed his servo on Skyblazer's back before gently pushing her off and getting to his peds.

Skyblazer stumbled slightly at the sudden movement and regained her footing before turning back to the tall Seeker. He honestly wouldn't have cared if she did fall to the ground by the looks of it. "What is it.. ?" She asked.

"I have some business I need to attend to... " The Seeker replied. "I need to address the troops... " He turned to look at her, his hips swaying in the process.

The femme let out a sigh before looking into his optics. "Would it be alright if I stay here?" She asked, optics searching for any sign of kindness. "I'm exhausted... " It was a stretch, but she might as well try. Her wings twitched when he sighed.

"Fine... " He huffed before turning to walk out.

"Thank you... Starscream... " Skyblazer dipped her helm in respect. The Seeker grumbled and walked out the door of his room, leaving the sparked femme to herself.

She looked around the lush room. Starscream had a large, plush berth complete with a sea of pillows in all sizes and shapes. The red comforter and curtains along with the berth-skirt made the room almost look romantic, all it needed was a table on the opposing wall with scented candles.

Skyblazer gently ran her digits over the silk cover before sitting down and sighing. The berth was almost like a cloud and the femme Seeker wondered if he ever had this when he was commander. Perhaps not. Megatron didn't seem like one who would grant Starscream such luxury like this.

Her wings twitched while she laid down, nuzzling her helm into a large pillow. It was going to be a long orbital cycle.