Nightlight froze and the Seeker grinned even more. He pulled her into a kiss again and only when he finished it shortly the femme awake from her petrification.
"S-Starscream... Please... don't do this". A grin came from him. "What shouldn't I do?" His servos rested on her shoulder and pressed her lightly against the large bed. He leaned over her.
"Better enjoy this wonderful moment now".
His lips rested on the femme's neck. She hissed. Her whole body warmed up. Damn it!, she swore in thought. She couldn't keep that under control.
The Seeker with one claw he raised her head by her chin. "You have longed for my attention, Nightlight. And since Megatron isn't here at the moment, we will have fun". Before the femme could react she felt the lips of Starscream on hers. For a moment she did nothing, but then she took over and managed to push the Seeker aside. When she tried to get to the door, she was grabbed by the arm.
"We have only just started, Madame". The Seeker pushed the female Seeker back until she hit the edge of the bed and fell back. "M-Megatron will process you into scrap metal!" "How is he supposed to do that...", his left hand lay on her chin. "...if he will never know".
With these words, Starscream kissed her on the lips again. She hit and kicked her arms and legs around her. The commander held her arms, pushed them up, and held them there with his left claw-hand. He pressed his body to hers, making it impossible to break free.
But when her head turned away, there was a slight sigh. "Ahh... so unruly... we have to change that". With his free hand he turned her head into the desired position and another kiss followed. This time Nightlight couldn't do anything, she tried to breathe through the kiss. The Seeker's lips were softer than Megatron's, which was also due to the fact that he had some kind of wolf teeth and they were therefore rough.
"S-stop ...", she pleaded and looked into the other person's with her red optics. "I should stop?" The woman nodded and Starscream kissed her neck on the shoulders, which made her shiver. "I only stop when I want to."
Why her of all people? Why did Starscream have to do this to Nightlight? He knew she belongs to Megatron.
At that moment, she would love to be in Megatron's arms, under the protection of the warlord. But he had to leave the Nemesis because of the Autobots ...
Tears formed in the eyes, which were gently brushed away by a claw. "Tears don't belong together for such a beautiful princess. Just submit and it will pass both more comfortably and faster". Did she have any other option at all, she was in the Seeker's clutches, in his quarters and might not be able to get out until he got what he wanted.
With soaked tears, she stretched out her left servo and put it around his waist. Starscream grinned. "Mhm... much better". He kissed her breastplate. "How I would have liked to do this with your human body, the human femme is unique." His hands moved across the body until he stopped above the waist. "And yet you are a lot like our kind. But there hasn't been a femme as beautiful for a long time. Better than Airachnid or this Arcee from the Autobots."
Thereupon Starscream pressed Nightlight harder on the bed and his hand ran along her legs, further up. She bit her lip as the long fingertips ran across her slit. It wasn't like her as a human being, but the touch triggered it and her port opened automatically.
One of the fingers came into her, a slight moan came from her throat. "Mhm... do you like that, Nightlight? Your emotions reveal that you like it," grinned the Seeker, kissing her as he fingered her. She was panting a little and was about to come when redemption came.
Starscream let go of her arms and kissed down, his lips caressing her metal as he wandered down. He pulled her closer as he kissed her torso and his lips reached her waist. A breath caught in Nightlight's throat, even if it was a metal body, which didn't protect her from the sensations of his throat, which caressed her. Her face flushed as something light touched her on the wings.
"The wings of a Seeker... very sensitive. Every time Megatron hurts them," Starscream murmured at her right audio processor and the femme pinched her optics as he leaned between her legs.
"So wet already" he purred, licking the wetness that had seeped into her thighs. "You taste so sweet."
Nightlight gasped and almost fell to one side when Starscream's tongue slid over her slit. He held her as she clung to his shoulders. She narrowed her eyes again and moaned slightly as he kissed French, which shouldn't have been allowed for him.
"Nightlight," he growled, his voice vibrating through her.
"Ah!" she cried out at the unexpected pleasure. She opened one eye and looked down at him. Even when he was on his knees, she was still at his mercy. Her body wanted this pleasure, but her mind wanted to prevent it, total chaos.
"S-Starscream ..." she breathed.
He looked up at her and his optics flickered with amusement. "Ahh... I like it when you say my name in this accent. Begging," he said as he slowly straightened up.
Nightlight could only submit when she was afraid of the consequences. She didn't want to do this, cheat Megatron, she was really just his. But if she could not be spared the Second-In-Command having fun with her.
She swallowed hard and dared to press against him.
An evil laugh escaped his throat. Her red optics looked at him with a dim look. A little sound made her notice that Starscream was lighting his sting and slowly leaning over her.
The two had caught each other's eyes. A tear rolled down the faceplate of the femme wiped away by Starscream before he lifted her hips up and entered without warning.
"Ahhh!", Nightlight swore and had to cling to the Seeker out of reflex. He pushed hard in her and she had trouble holding back the tears.
She didn't want that. She didn't want Starscream to do that now, but she had no choice.
Her eyes narrowed as Starscream grew faster and stronger. He grinned and kissed Nightlight on the lips, which she couldn't get away for a few nanokliks.
The pressure inside her grew, her entire body exploded with heat and lust. She leaned back and slightly bent her back. The SIC distributed kisses to her upper body, her hands drove along her curves.
Before Nightlight realized it, she groaned and came, the liquid seeped out of her. And a moment later, Starscream came too. He gasped heavily, stepped out and dropped next to the femme. Her mind caught up with her again. What had she done ...
The Seeker turned the femme to himself and grinned shamefully. "Nobody will ever find out about this, sweetie. You certainly won't tell anyone about it either, will you? Or do you want Megatron to hurt you again?"
The images of how the warlord had injured her as a human raced past her optics. She closed her eyes with soft whimpers. She was too weak and tired to answer the Seeker. But the silence was enough for him, that she will shut up.
So he saw it on his own, but whether the femme really did was uncertain.
