"Do you know how incredibly beautiful you are laid out like this beneath me?" Thundercracker purrs into Skywarp's audio, his optics keenly studying the black and purple seeker's expression as he speaks those words. He sees the widening of red optics and hears the minute gasp of disbelief ghosting from Skywarp's vocalizer.
"Starscream is-"Skywarp begins, clearly protesting.
"-magnificent, yes." Thundercracker breaks in and finishes what he knows Skywarp is going to say. He slowly eases the pinning pressure on the black and purple seeker's frame as he leans back to stare down at the frame beneath him.
The sight of Skywarp laid open for him, not even fighting against the inevitable, not even now that he has the chance to turn the tide on Thundercracker with the blue seeker giving him an opening, is breathtaking and he need to make Skywarp understand the gift his willing submission is.
"Starscream is beauty incarnate, I know that Skywarp. Nothing can compare to his physical beauty, but you are rivaling it in your own way. Starscream is never going to be able to offer me what you are right now, and to have you submit is the headiest feeling. It is something your trineleader never can give me. THAT, Skywarp, is why you are so beautiful to me right now." He explains with affection.
Confusion enters Skywarp's expression and Thundercracker sighs overbearing.
"Starscream is used to be submissive, you aren't. Your willing submission and open vulnerability makes you stunningly beautiful Skywarp." He explains more bluntly and this time it seems like Skywarp understands what he is trying to say. It also looks like Skywarp realizes the deeper meaning behind his words when the black and purple seeker realizes that Thundercracker has retreated so much that the blue seeker only is touching him with the barest of touches.
A weak smile begins to form on Skywarp's lips and he moves as if to rise from where he is laying, but aborts the motion midway. With a lazy expression he leans back and finds comfort against the hard floor, his wings rearranging themselves and drawing Thundercracker's full attention. Skywarp's smile turns into a smirk and he flickers his wings invitingly.
"I'm yours." He states and the fire he sees rousing in Thundercracker's optics at his words rouses a fire within him. Power comes in different ways, and despite giving up control to the blue seeker, he realizes how much power his submission gives him over Thundercracker.
It is going to be a new strange experience for him to give in to another and allow himself to be taken, but Thundercracker is not anyone and to submit to the blue seeker feels strangely natural. It doesn't even feel like a loss of control to let go on control.
Thundercracker slowly moves to shadow him again. His legs are gently pushed apart to give room to the larger and broader frame, while the blue seeker's hands finds rest; one above his right wing for support, the other splaying out flat against his left, moving in gentle patterns.
"I love you." Thundercracker murmurs affectionately, his hand on Skywarp's wing moving down to explore more and more of Skywarp's frame until digits almost touches the cover protecting the black and purple seeker's valve. It gives a jolt in Skywarp at the first gentle touch and the black and purple seeker's frame is tense in anticipation.
"Open."
The order is given in a soft and promising tone and Skywarp is unable to disobey. The cover slides aside with a snick and Skywarp gasps at the feeling of cool air against rarely exposed circuitry.
Thundercracker shuffles a bit between his legs and then he feels the intrusion of a digit. The feeling of his valve trying to accommodate the intruder is strange and he moans at how it ripples and clenches around it. He is tight from disuse and the thought of having Thundercracker's spike inside him causes an influx of need and pleasure to surge from his spark. Slowly his valve loosens up and Thundercracker's digit enters him fully without any hindrance.
"Are you ready for more?" Thundercracker asks, and by then Skywarp is floating in a haze of pleasure from sensors unused to stimulation.
"Yes. More. Please!" He begs, the feeling of the digit inside him feeling so divine.
"Impatient?" The blue seeker silently chuckles, finding Skywarp's reaction endearing.
His answer is a muffled sound of desperation and feeling merciful Thundercracker allows his spike cover to slide aside and his light blue spike to emerge and pressurize. Skywarp moans at the sound of the cover sliding aside and lifts his helm slightly to take in the sight of the spike emerging from within his lover.
"Please!" He begs once more, helm falling back against the floor with a clang while his hips and valve buckles up towards the spike so tantalizingly close.
The digit in his valve slides out of him and his spark pulses feverishly in anticipation of feeling the spike entering him, but kliks tick by and nothing happens. A static whine bursts from his vocalizer, and he onlines optics he didn't realize he had offlined to stare dazedly up at Thundercracker.
"N-n-need… Pl-please! TC! Please!" He stutters, some of his vocalization turning into screams of his desperate need to be filled. The empty feeling inside his valve is painful and at the sight of his increasingly pained expression Thundercracker gives in, deciding that he has tormented his lover long enough.
"No need to beg me anymore, 'Warp. Don't worry; I'm going to take you now. Primus, Skywarp, you are so beautiful in your need." Thundercracker reassures and a broken sob full of static is forced from Skywarp's vocalizer when the blue seeker's spike finally slides into him. All tension in his frame dissolves and his hips moves to welcome the intrusion.
"TeeCee!" He moans, and Thundercracker groans at the feeling of the tight valve clamping down on his spike as he hilts himself fully inside Skywarp. He can feel the tip bump against the ceiling of the valve and Skywarp screams in pure intense pleasure when the sensors located there is triggered in waves of signals.
"Give in to it, 'Warp." Thundercracker coaxes, sliding his spike minutely in and out to activate the sensors again and again, slowly sending Skywarp into an intense mindboggling overload.
A final forceful thrust against the sensors sends Skywarp over and the sudden vice grip on his spike almost sends Thundercracker over into his own overload, only anticipating the reaction is what keeps him from being taken by surprise and fall victim to his own coaxing.
He begins to move in earnest when the grip eases and the maddening ripples slowly calm, all his attention on Skywarp as he claims his lover the way he has dreamt of. The sounds coming from the black and purple seeker is of pure ecstasy and it spurs him on into harder, faster, deeper thrusts until he mindlessly is ramming into the very responsive valve.
This time he is unable to hold back when Skywarp overloads and he careens over the edge and into pure bliss while emptying his transfluids into his lover's valve. He roars his pleasure and everything around them trembles at the onlining sonics. It isn't often he is able to lose himself in the pleasure like this and when he does he gives up any and all control to the release.
He collapses completely spent on top of Skywarp, who is breathing just as heavily as himself from the intense overload. Their optics meet and in them they see each other for who they are, with their sparks laid completely bare in that open and vulnerable moment of unity.
There is no way back for either of them. Love isn't enough to describe what they feel for each other. Either they become trinemates, or the Air Commander's trine is forever going to be incomplete.