3 – Intoxication
Starscream slowly slid onto the floor, thinking about all that had just happened in the past five minutes. It was funny, but it seemed much, much longer to him, but yes, it had only been five minutes. He sat on the floor, remembering the way Megatron had kissed him so powerfully, and thought that maybe this would be a bit … interesting, if they did what Starscream thought Megatron might want to do …
Just then, the noise outside ended. There was a silence, and then Starscream heard footsteps coming towards his quarters. He quickly stood up; knowing whom it would be already.
Megatron entered the room, and saw that Starscream had not moved from his position of leaning on the wall. He smirked at him, and said, "Oh Starscream … you will not be able to resist for long … I guarantee it!"
With that, he ran up to the seeker and slammed him against the wall, crushing his body against his own. Starscream groaned as Megatron kissed him hard once again, the black hands wondering all over his chest and torso. He felt himself start to warm up a little to all of this, and Megatron breaks his kiss off.
"You're too damn intoxicating!" He snarled, and kissed him heatedly again. He hugged the seeker's small waist to himself, pressing him against the wall. Starscream found he was starting to enjoy all of this … strange attention, and reached up, touching Megatron's helmet. He heard Megatron growl deep in his throat in satisfaction, and Starscream smirked against the lips crushing his. He then started to stroke the smooth surface of his leader's helmet, and then decided to play along to all of this. After all, it could be fun.
Megatron suddenly reached out and started to stroke the Air Commander's wings again. The red seeker arched up as much as he could with being crushed against the wall, and squirmed in his leader's hold on him. Finally, he found he could no longer resist such actions and wrapped one of his arms around Megatron's neck, and the other around his leader's torso.
Now, you tell me you like it
You tell me you want it
You're mine
And you don't need another one
Come on, and tell me you like it
Tell me you want it
You're mine
And another one to me
What will you take from me
Now that you are inside
Intoxication
Now are you feeling
Enough, to vilify what I love
To sanctify all I hate
Endowed with the need
To carry over the life I lead
(Although I don't even know what a 'soap opera' is, I think the next 3 little snippets might qualify … I don't know. You tell me) Oh god, I think I have betrayed all my writing standards! (Laughs loudly at the insanity)
"MINE!"
"MINE!"
"NO! SOUNDWAVE BELONGS TO ME!!"
"UUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH!!!"
The cassette player was running as fast as his legs would carry him down the halls. For some strange reason, Thundercracker and Shockwave had got the hots for him, and were chasing him and fighting at the same time.
"COME BACK HERE!" TC shouted.
"EAT LAZER!!" Shockwave roared, his single eye blazing as he shot the seeker in the chest. They suddenly were caught up in a brawl, scratching and snarling. Soundwave watched them for a moment, bemused, before remembering the task at hand. He ran back to his quarters (which were close by) and bolted the door shut, and, as an added precaution, he soundproofed it as well. He heard the scrapings of some others outside of his door, but ignored them. He looked over at his bed and found that his cassettes, amusingly enough, were asleep. He got to work to find a cure.
He really didn't want to start anything with Thundercracker or Shockwave …
(Hehe, curtesy of Vega Sailor for this silly idea)
"Come on …" Motormaster said, looking over his pretty green and purple seeker.
"Okay," Aviator said evenly, but on the inside he was disturbed. He found it hard to talk when his enemy's optics looked so intense. "I don't know what's wrong with you, but I don't want any part in it."
The truck chuckled darkly.
"Who said you had a choice?"
Aviator shivered.
But then, Motormaster considered his opinions, and then pulled the seeker against him and said, "I love you!"
Aviator screamed.
Song – Intoxication by Disturbed
Now, now before you flame my ass to hell and back, allow me to explain. I have already finished this fic, as a matter of fact; I finished it a little more than a month ago, so all I am doing is adding parts at request. This fic was supposed to be just Megs and Screamer, but everyone seems to want more than that, therefore I have added more. I am not good at remembering Autobot names, so if you would like to see some silliness involving your fave chara, just review and say so.
Ckret2 – Hehe, hopefully that can't be a bad thing :P Trust me, it will get good after this chap ;)
Lady T – LOL! That would be funny! Thing is, he's already infected and lusting after everyone! Hehehehehe! But yeah, I've gotta try that too!! … after Meggers is finished with Screamer
Haley Macrae – Yeah, 2, 3 and 4 are all short ass chaps unfortunately, and I already have a Screamer plush :P I made it myself! . But I guess more cant hurt -
Ashana – Hehe! Another disturbed reader :P
Elvenbane – Be better if you ignore the Soap Opera-y parts after the () then :) Hehe, I love these two Looks over to where her MyClone Megs and Screamer are making out on the chibi-couch
Cobalt Cat – So do I … So. Do. I. -;
