Firewing woke still curled up to Megatrons side, she sighed happily as her servo moved to his chest. She smiled, as she watched him recharge so peacefully. Suddenly a thought occurred to her, she didn't recall having a nightmare last night. In fact she came to the realisation, that she hadn't had a nightmare in some time. Since being with Megatron. She supposed. She smiled tenderly at his recharging form, as her servo began to massage his broad chestplates.

Megatron woke to warmth at his side. His sighed contently as he felt a small servo idly massaging his chest. His optics instantly met hers when they opened, taking in the gorgeous colour he would never tire of. "Morning my queen" he whispered, his servo gently stroking her back

The femme smiled, servo still on his chest. "Morning my king" she answered, making Megatron groan. He could get used to that. "Did you recharge well?" the femme asked.

Megatron smiled sweetly, pulling her up to lie on his chest. "I always recharge well when I'm next to you" he answered, arms wrapped gently around the femme, minding her sensitive wings.

Firewing sighed, her helm dropping to lie upon his chest. She sighed as she listened to his spark pulse, loving the sound it made. She was almost addicted to that sound. "Primus I love you" she said, barely more than a whisper.

Megatron lent forward to plant a kiss on the top of her helm. "And I you" he said, hugging her tightly to him.

They stayed like that for what seemed like forever, both content to just hold the other. Neither one wanted this moment to end, but both knew it had to soon. It was the femme who finally sat up, reluctantly, before climbing off the berth. "I should get ready" she said, heading for the wash racks. "Don't want to be late for my guardian again".

Megatron propped himself up, watching the femme walk to the wash racks. He almost moaned as her body swayed from side to side. He could watch that all day. He only lied back down when she had disappeared into the wash racks. He lied there for a moment, before finally get out of the berth, knowing he would have to get ready for his shift.

He waited patiently for the femme to finish with her shower, knowing he would need one as well. He walked towards the wash racks when heard the shower stop, knowing that it wouldn't be long for her to dry off. He stepped aside as the door opened, gently grapping the femme as she walked past. "I will see you tonight" he said, as he kissed her cheek.

"Of course" she answered. "Can't wait"

Megatron smiled before turning towards the wash racks, to prepare for the new day.

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Firewing sat in the rec room idly sipping at her evening energon. The day seemed to just fly by so quickly, as her thoughts were elsewhere the whole time. She looked around the room, taking note of how happy the Decepticons seemed to be. They all seemed to be friendly towards each other, even caring. She giggled slightly as the image of Starscream, completely covered in pink paint, came to the forefront of her processor. She still remembered that day, having witnessed first hand how the purple seeker had pranked the second in command. It was pleasant to watch how they interacted.

"What are you giggling at femme?" Thundercracker asked from his seat beside her.

Firewing turned to look at him. "Just a prank I saw Skywarp pull on Starscream" she answered, twirling her energon.

Thundercracker smirked. "Yeah, wasn't the first. Won't be the last" he said, finishing the cube in his servo. "You should have seen the prank he pulled on Megatron" he said, disposing of his empty cube. "It was magnificent"

The red seeker smirked at the thought of the Decepticon leader getting pranked, but suddenly looked at the mech, a question still burning in her processor. "Thundercracker" she started softly, gaining the others attention. "How did you know being a Decepticon was the right choice?" she asked timidly.

The blue seeker looked at her for a moment, not quite sure how to answer. "I guess… I just felt it in my spark" he said, servo held over his chest. "I asked myself who I wanted to be. And being a Decepticon just felt… Right"

The femme mulled over his words, before putting her servo over her chestplates. She closed her optics and asked herself. Who am I? Who do I want to be? Her spark pulsed gleefully at the thought of becoming a Decepticon. But then she asked herself. How could I best help their cause? Suddenly the answer hit her. Sentinel Prime had no idea Firewing was aware of his deceit. Perhaps she could use that to her advantage; by becoming a double agent for the Decepticons. She made a mental note to speak with Megatron next time she saw him.

"Alright femme. What do you want to do this evening?" the blue seeker asked, standing to stretch with back and wings.

"I think I might just go back to my quarters and read some more of the datapad Starscream lent me" the femme said. She just wanted to be alone for awhile to try to gather her thoughts. She knew it wouldn't be long before she'd be able to see Megatron again, and discuss with him the possibility of joining the Decepticons.

"Ok. No problem" the mech answered, heading for the door. "I'd be happy to accompany you home" he said, offering her his servo in a very gentlemechly fashion.

Firewing smiled as she took his servo, knowing it was moments like these that made her so fond of the Decepticons.

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Firewing realised she must have fallen into recharge at some point, as she felt herself being woken by a large; yet very gentle, servo. She moaned as her optics opened to see the Decepticon leader sitting on the edge of her berth, gently massaging her back. "Good evening my queen" he said.

"Hello my king" she answered, slowly rising to sit next to her lover on the edge of the berth. "I'm sorry. Don't remember going to recharge" she said, rubbing her optics slightly.

Megatron smiled down at her, leaning down to kiss her forehelm. "It's quite alright my dear. You must have needed it" he said, moving to lie on her berth, gently pulling her to lie next to him. He pulled her close to his body, pressing her back to his chest.

Firewing idly stroked the large arm that was across her front, her processor still slightly fogging from recharge. "Can I ask you something?"

"Anything my dear" the answer came.

"What would I have to do to join the Decepticon cause"?

They question seemed to hang in the air for a moment, Megatron having not expected it. "Well for starters" he started, his servo casually stroking her outer thigh. "You would have to gain an audience with the Decepticon command; being myself, Starscream and Soundwave. From there you would make your case, proving why you would be a good Decepticon" he stated.

"And what would you say if I said I wanted to be a double agent for the Cons?"

Megatron stopped, his processor trying to consider the question. He was not sure he liked the idea, but had to look at the possibility logically. It would be ideal to have an inside mech (or femme) working for him in the Autobot base. He sighed as the answer came. "As your lover; I don't like the idea. But, as your leader… It would be good to have an insider at Autobot base" he said, his servo massaging her leg once again. "But in the long run. It is your choice"

Firewing thought for a moment, before speaking. "I want to become a Decepticon double agent"

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