AN: This story used to be called "Learning to Trust", but after doing some long thinking, I realized the title and the summary didn't fit the story. If you are coming to your story alert and thinking, "I didn't follow a story called, My Star", Don't worry. This is still the same story as Learning to trust, just with a different title and summary. There is a very important Author's note at the end of this chapter so do not skip it. Enjoy the chapter my beautiful people.
My Star
Chapter 4
Nightingale
Rowan's POV.
When Starscream left on his mission, I was left all alone, so I decided to get up, make my bed, and get dressed. I chose something cute but simple: a purple short velvet dress with black lace around the neck.
When I was done dressing, I decided to explore my little human area and saw to my surprise, that the kitchen was stocked with nonperishable foods which included some Chef Boyardee ravioli and spaghetti, and some old health nut's cereal, but I wasn't complaining. I was surprised that any of the Decepticons had done this for me at all without Lord Megatron even knowing. Starscream must have pulled some major strings for me. I'd be sure to thank him later.
I kind of just stood there wondering how all this got here, when my tummy grumbled, snapping me out of my trance I decided to make myself some of the cereal. I didn't have any milk, but that was okay. When I was a little kid, I liked dry cereal. While I was eating breakfast, I heard the door open. Looking up, I was surprised to see Knockout standing there.
"Enjoying your accommodations, little miss?" He asked, his voice laced with the sickly sweetness it always carried so well in the show.
"Yes, thank you." I said between bites of cereal. "May I ask why you're here?" I asked trying not to sound rude.
"Oh," Knockout said. "Starscream told me to check up on you. Besides, I wanted to meet you myself and see what's so special about you."
"To be honest," I said truthfully. "I don't know. Starscream saved me from the wicked hand of my old care taker, and now I'm here." I left out the part about being Starscream's Courting Endura because I figured Starscream would want that to be a secret for now.
"Well," Knockout said. "May I at least have your name, or would you like me to just call you little miss?"
"Oh," I said. "My name is Rowan. And what's your name?" I asked not wanting to let on that I knew about the TFP series, thus I knew his name, because I had a very strong suspicion that Starscream was the only one who knew about the show.
"I suppose that is fair," Knockout said. "I am Knockout. At least we know each other on a first name basis."
"Knockout," I said. "I'm assuming that since Starscream asked you to check up on me, that you knew about me beforehand. Am I correct?"
"Ah yes," he said. "Allow me to recount the exciting tail of your arrival aboard our ship."
Knockout's POV.
"What do you mean, under the radar?" I asked sitting up from the berth, Breakdown repeating my action.
"I am not coming back alone," Starscream said simply. "I have a human with me."
"One of the autobots' pets?" I asked.
"No," Starscream said. "She is a human I am bringing here out of mercy."
"If she isn't an Autobot pet," I said. "Why are you bringing her here?"
"I have my reasons," Starscream said. "Now, Breakdown, I need you to research all the necessities, for a human dwelling and configure them on a high platform in my quarters."
"Knockout, you'll manage the retrieval of food and other smaller things of that nature such as grooming products. Humans do not consume energon, and they need a lot more care products than Cybertronians do. I need you to find out what humans consume as a source of energy, and how they care for themselves physically, and make sure it's all there."
"And why exactly are we doing this?" I asked.
"Because Knockout," Starscream said. "I know you like to observe humans, thus, you are the best choice to gather what they need to survive. I also know that if you do this for me, I will insure you are permitted to go street racing as often as you want and Megatron will be none the wiser."
"What's in it for me?" Breakdown asked.
"I am well aware of the banned lobbing games you enjoyed playing with the constructicons," Starscream said. "Do this for me, and you shall be permitted to lob with your little friends however many times you wish."
"ALRIGHT!" Breakdown shouted.
"Primus Starscream," I said. "This human must be pretty fraggin important for you to risk your neck bringing her aboard the ship under Megatron's radar. In fact, that's a point. How are you going to approach His Lordship about this?"
"I am still trying to figure that out," Starscream said.
"You're not planning on telling him, are you?" I asked.
"I am," Starscream said in exasperation. "Now will you do this for her... I mean us... I mean me, or not?"
"'Us', huh," I said, trying not to burst into laughter. "Oh Starscream. I always thought you had weird tastes in femmes, but a human? How absurd."
"Shut up," Starscream said. "I will never understand why you're attracted to that wrecker either, so we're even. Now will you do this or not?" he asked, the irritation clear in his voice.
"Yeah," I said with a sigh. "We can do it."
"Don't worry Starscream." Breakdown said, laughing. "We'll make the perfect honeymoon suite for you and your little sparkmate."
Starscream paused for a moment, and I thought he was going to give some big insulting come back to Breakdown and I about our relationship again, but instead, to our utmost surprise, he just said, "Thank you." before cutting the call.
I think the weirdest thing about that thank you from Starscream was that it actually sounded genuinely... Thankful.
Since Breakdown and I only had about four Earth hours before Starscream would be back, we acted fast. Breakdown constructed the dwelling platform in Starscream's quarters, while I bridged down to the surface, and using my holoform, which was made of light, but had mass much like gems in Steven U, I picked up some reasonable human foods and other care products.
When I got to Starscream's quarters, Breakdown had done all he could, and the dwelling platform looked a little over-done, but tasteful. Using the mass shifter Starscream had on his desk, I got small enough to put the food where it needed to be, and the other products in their respective places. It was right then that I got the com from Starscream saying that he was almost here.
When Breakdown and I got to the upper hull of the ship to wait for Starscream, we were surprised to see Soundwave just standing there, as if waiting for something. We knew that if we tried to get him to leave, it would result in suspicion. therefore, we just stood there and waited.
When Starscream actually landed, he transformed, and he was holding something very tiny in his servo. It was no joke. He was holding a small human femme. She was in recharge, and seemed to fit perfectly in Starscream's servo, but that was not the most surprising thing. The most surprising thing, was that Starscream seemed not to notice anyone else was near him. He looked so... Peaceful? Placid? Happy? This was very different for Starscream, who usually cared only about himself, and was never in a good mood. I almost wondered if this was even Starscream at all. Looking over him, I knew it was. No one could ever copy those hips and those heels.
He was using one digit to smooth the weird fluff back on the human's helm. Looking at his faceplate, you'd think he was a fraggin' Autobot for Primus sake. If he'd had blue optics, I would have known for sure he'd changed sides, but the optics were still red, and I could see something behind the placid optics. I know enough about male seeker mating habits to know the look in his optics.
Protectiveness.
He had a placid expression across his features as well. He almost emanated an air of peace, gentleness, and happiness: three things Decepticons are not known for. I swear: Starscream will never stop surprising me. His optics were kind, warm, and protective as he looked down at the little human. The way he smiled at her was just the final touch on the Starscream weirdness bar. In fact, it was the same way Breakdown would often smile at me, which confirmed the theory I had from the beginning.
"Oh, my Primus," I exclaimed without thinking. "Starscream, you love her, don't you?"
He snapped his helm up, and looked angered at me, before he seemed to snap out, and look around him.
"My love life is not your concern Knockout," he said angered Now that was the Starscream we all new and barely tolerated. "And now Soundwave knows?"
"I didn't know he knew," I said honestly. "He was just up here when we showed up. We figured it would draw suspicion if we tried to draw him away, so he's here."
"Well," Starscream said. "I guess the secret's out now. Soundwave, since your here, you can help us." He held out a small rectangular data pad looking thing. "Can you make this compatible with the comm links of myself, Knockout, and Breakdown? I want her to have a way to contact us if anything goes wrong."
Soundwave's tentacles shot out and hooked to the small device. It lit up for a few seconds, before the light faded, and the tentacles retracted back to their owner. Using Starscream's voice, Soundwave said, "Communication device is now compatible to contact anyone aboard the Nemesis. It now acts as a combination of a Cybertronian com device and data pad."
"Thank you, Soundwave," Starscream said, with that same surprising genuine tone from earlier. It was then that he headed to his quarters: the weird placid features returning to his faceplates.
"Well," Breakdown said. "This just got interesting."
Rowans POV
When Knockout was done telling his story, I looked at him and carefully asked, "So why did you come to see me? Don't you hate humans?"
"I don't hate humans," Knockout said. "I just don't have the same affinity with your kind as the Autobots do. After all, you guys do know have to make really good movies."
"You got any favorites?" I asked.
"I'm quite fond of horror films, and the Star Wars films," He said, a smirk appearing on his face plate.
We spent what I could only guess was about 5 hours talking about different things regarding Star Wars. To my surprise, he actually liked the prequals, and even more to my surprise, he actually liked Jar Jar Binks. I think he and I are the only 2 people that do. We discussed how mad we were that Padme was killed off in the way she was, and how much we HATE the fact that Disney took over the franchise, and how much they ruined it. Of course, when we started talking about things we were mad at, that brought us to the topic of Steven Universe.
You should have seen the way Knockout's face looked at the mention of the latest Steven U episodes. If you thought his finish was red, his face made his finish look pail. He was so mad. He went on and on about how some things were way too obvious, and how the show got predictable after a while. In his opinion, you would need a sapphire to know what's going on. We probably would have talked a lot more, but Knockout received a comm at that moment.
"Knockout," Breakdown said through the link. "I require a med assist."
"I have to go, little one," Knockout said.
"Ok," I said. "And by the way, you can just call me Ro. It's the pet name a few people used for me."
"Well already then," Knockout said. "See you later Ro." It was then that Knockout left Starscream's quarters, and I was on my own once more.
Since Knockout was gone, I decided to finish my breakfast, wash out my bowl, and put it away. After that, I decided to try and find my phone.
To my surprise, I found it on the little makeshift nightstand: connected to its charger, which was plugged in to the wall, and was fully charged. I unplugged my phone and turned the screen on. When I turned on the screen, I felt a jolt: as if my phone was somehow electrified to a higher power level than before. It was then that I also noticed the strange blue glow around it. That's when I remembered that the night I had first seen Starscream in my yard, I had dropped my phone in a pool of energon. Since I hadn't used my phone in a while, I hadn't noticed how much it had changed. For one thing, instead of the G1 Decepticon symbol that served as my home screen wallpaper, there was what I could only describe as a very realistic looking Primeverse Decepticon symbol.
It was almost as if my phone had received a Cybertronian upgrade of some sort. If anyone ever needs a tech upgrade, try energon. It works wonders on phones.
Checking my notifications, I noticed I noticed that my phone was connected to the Nemesis Wi-Fi network. After I found that out, I wanted to go on YouTube to see if I could still watch stuff like Steven U. I was a little surprised when YouTube asked me to sign in to my account, since usually, it automatically remembers me. I followed the steps to sign in, and was surprised when the format and the colors of the home-page were completely different. Instead of the usual white background, the background was purple, and everything seemed to have a sort of bright glow to it. I was trying to figure out what went wrong, when I got an email from a username called Cybertube. This is what it said.
Dear user:
Thank you for joining Cybertube. As with our Earthly version, YouTube, you will be granted access to all your favorite videos. In addition, since you have now been granted access to our Cybertronian servers, you automatically have access to Cybertronian videos that will be recommended for you.
We have also noticed that you are a YouTube red member as well. That membership also transfers to the Cybertronian version of YouTube Red, known as Cybersong. With Cybersong, you with have access to all songs from Earth, Cybertron, and beyond. If you are concerned about any downloads you may have had on your device, do not panic. All your downloads have been saved. This is across the board for videos and playlists on YouTube, and songs and playlists on YouTube music.
The best part about all of this is, you do not even have to download new applications.
At this moment, your YouTube and YouTube music apps are updating and syncing to your current YouTube apps. Therefore, the formatting remains the same for ease of use.
We hope you enjoy your experience!
Thank you!
After I read the email, I went back to my home screen, and sure enough, where YouTube and YouTube Music used to be, were now the apps Cybertube, and Cybersong. I decided to check Cybertube.
I watched the first episode of a Cybertronian anime called Energon tears and I loved it. However, before I could watch anymore, I scrolled down, and the next thing I saw was a song intitled The Decepticon Anthem. I clicked on it and listened to it.
I LOVED IT. The song itself was performed by a large choir with an organ and full orchestra behind them. As for the actually music, it was a wonderful militaristic march in C minor. It was simple enough to learn but challenging enough to be interesting. I decided that my goal for the rest of the day, was going to be to learn that song. I spent what I can only presume was about 4 hours listening to the song over and over until I had the entire thing memorized.
Now would be the true test of what I had learned. I went to my piano, which had been carefully positioned on the far way and plugged in and began to play.
The song was natural for me. It was almost as if I had been singing it for as long as I had been alive. The words just flowed from me, and it was perfect. The song itself spoke of how the hero Megatron, was going to liberate Cybertron from its unfair caste system. I shan't repeat all of what the song spoke of, but it was a glorious tune none the less.
I was so focused on the song that I hadn't noticed the door to Starscream's quarters open and close: that was until the song was finished and I heard a familiar gravelly voice speak from above me. "I have not heard that tune in quite some time."
My head snapped around so fast I was sure I was going to feel the crick in my neck. I hadn't misheard. NOT AT ALL! Leaning against the railing of my platform, staring intently at me, was Lord Megatron Himself!
"When I had first heard of your presence here from Soundwave," he said. "I planned on destroying the vermin that Starscream dared bring aboard my ship, and then punish him severely for bringing such vermin here. However, I have had a change of spark. I was on my way to terminate you, when I heard the familiar tune of my anthem played for the first time in nearly 4000000 years. I searched for the source of the sound and found you. Seeing as how my Decepticons have not heard music played so well in so long, you may very well be of use to us after all."
"What do wish of me, My Lord?" I asked, standing from my piano bench and bowing low.
"You shall give a performance of 8 Decepticon tunes in 3 Earth days' time," Megatron said. "Do well at this, and I might spare you. Fail me." he said picking me up and bringing me close to his face, so I had to stare into his angry optics. "And you will be nothing more than a stain on the floor! Do you understand me, human!?"
"I understand very clearly, My Lord," I said, bowing my head low.
"Now," Megatron said, still holding me. "I do not believe I know your designation, which is necessary knowledge for me to know who you are, if you are to exist on my ship."
"My designation is Rowan, Sir," I said with dignity.
"Very "Excellent," Megatron said placing me down on the platform. "Do not forget our arrangement Rowan," Megatron said before leaving me alone.
Starscream's POV.
It was bad enough that Lord Megatron punished me for the loss of one of our energon mines, but then I was sent to track another energon signal. And then I have to rescue Breakdown. This mission had taken far too long. The longer I was gone, the longer I risked Rowan's exposure to Megatron. That is something I could NOT let happen. NOT NOW! At least I had finally requested the ground bridge back to the Nemesis. What I hadn't expected was that I would find Lord Megatron standing right there when I came through.
"STARSCREAM!" his booming voice spoke. "I did not sanction the rescue of Breakdown! In fact, I specifically said he was on his own, but of course, you defied my orders once again. I do not understand why you feel the need to defy me every time I turn around."
"Lord Megatron," I said in my defense. "I could not see us losing a valuable soldier to some pesky humans. Besides, he actually escaped on his own. I just showed up right at the end of his great escape."
"Mhm," Megatron said. "Oh and Starscream, You know how I feel about you keeping secrets from me."
"W-what?" I asked, hoping beyond hope that my worst fear would not be confirmed at that moment.
"Let's just say," Megatron said, pausing before saying something that sent shivers down my spinal plating. "I know your little secret."
"Oh?" I asked, trying not to let my voice quiver.
"Yes, Starscream," Megatron said, turning his back to me. "I'm sure she will tell you about the little deal I made with her."
I didn't even let Megatron finish his sentence. I bolted from the main bridge, straight for my quarters. Like a lightning bolt, I entered my door, closed it, put on the mass shifter, made myself human sized, and found myself on the platform in a matter of seconds. I found Rowan sitting on her berth, facing the wall, shivering. At that moment, I suddenly regretted bringing her here.
"Rowan?" I asked, my voice breaking slightly. "Rowan, are you alright?"
"Yeah Star-" she said. "-Oh geez. I'm sorry. I know you don't like to be called that."
"That doesn't matter," I said. "What did Megatron do to you?"
"Oh nothing," Rowan said. "I just underestimated how intimidating he would be."
"What do you mean?" I asked, very worried.
Rowan told me of the events that had taken place that day. In all honesty, I was not surprised at Megatron's reaction. A little known fact about his lordship is that he is a sucker for music. It's that reason there were so many Decepticon songs written and performed in the early days of the war.
It was thus that the next 3 days were a whirlwind of preparations for the performance. The first thing we decided that for the louder power songs, we would use instrumental versions already on Cybersong, that Rowan would sing to, which is where Soundwave came in.
He would be the operator of the music that Rowan would sing. Surprisingly, he was actually agreeable to this. We interspersed an arrangement of gentle songs and power ballads. meanwhile, Breakdown oversaw constructing a platform Rowan could stand on to perform so that everyone could see her.
Of course, soundwave would also provide audio-visual, so all Decepticons could see her. The background for her stage was the viewing window of the main bridge, which at night, would give the perfect view of the stars. I of course made sure the platform was right next to the console where I always worked on the bridge. This way, I could make sure she was near me at all times.
Now, it was the night of the big performance.
"Are you nervous, Rowan?" I asked.
"Not at all," she said full of confidence. "I've done this hundreds of times. Nan used to have me perform for everyone and everything."
"I'm sorry," I said. "Does this invoke bad memories for you?"
"Not at all," Rowan said. "Performing in front of people is something I very much enjoy. This is going to be a breeze."
"Starscream, Rowan," Knockout said, coming beside us. "Megatron is about to begin the performance."
"Got it," Rowan said.
I placed Rowan at the bottom of the stares of the stage as Megatron cleared his throat.
"DECEPTICONS!" His booming voice commanded, which made everyone stop anything they were doing, and turn their attention to his foreboding form in front of them.
"Tonight ,I present something long forgotten throughout the years of the war. If you will all remember, in the early days of the war, in order to gain supporters, I sanctioned many songs to be written about the Decepticon cause. When the war took a turn for the worse, we lost all those who provided these lovely little performances. That is until I found someone who can bring the great songs of the Decepticons back to us, so join me in rising for our Decepticon anthem, performed by the human Rowan."
Rowan appeared on the stage then: a Decepticon symbol backing her. The powerful organ instrumental came behind her, followed by her excellent powerful vocals. when the song was finished, I quickly and gently placed her piano on the stage.
The background changed to the starry sky, and she sat down at the bench. She played and sang a sweet ballad intitled, "Speaking the Truth." The song expressed what the Decepticons were before Megatron became corrupted by greed and power-lust. I'm sure I was not the only one in the room thinking that.
The third one was a faster more upbeat song intitled, "Victory of Battle." The fourth song was a song Rowan played on her piano intitled, "Come Home." The song was a seeker ballad about a femme seeker asking her mate to come home to her.
Throughout the song however, we learn that the mate was lost: never to return to his femme. For some reason, Soundwave bowed his head low at that one, and if one had the amazing optics I did, you could see his shoulders shake slightly. He crossed his hands over is chest, where Lazerbeak nestled comfortably. There was a brief intermission, during which, I realized something terrible. I went up to Rowan then.
"Rowan," I said. "Didn't Megatron want 8 songs tonight?"
"Yes," Rowan said.
"We only have seven," I said in a panic.
"No," Rowan said. "We have eight."
"No, Rowan," I said, panic setting in. "We have seven: The four you just did, plus, love and energon, On seekers' Wings, and Tail of a gladiator. We're missing one."
"Don't worry," Rowan said. "I have an eighth one."
"What is it?" I asked.
"You'll see," Rowan said, with a devilish chuckle.
I would've continued this conversation, but the intermission was over, so begrudgingly I set Rowan back on the stage, and so that concert went on.
"Love and Energon" was the next song. It told the story of two brothers who were on opposed factions, which ended with one of the brothers falling, but it was never clear who stood and who fell.
The next one was a real tear jerker intitled, "On Seekers' Wings". This song was composed by the seeker Songstrel and told the story of how and why the seekers joined the Decepticons.
You see, where most of Cybertron was ruled by the high council, seekers were isolated and ruled by a monarchy. The king and queen kept Vos, the seeker capital, sacred for generations, but when Megatron came to us, begging for help in fixing Cybertron's government, the king and queen were so moved by his words that they immediately mobilized. If only they could see how tarnished the seeker name and presence became thanks to Megatron's deceptions.
Alas, they are gone, as well as all others who would not join Megatron's war. For seekers, it was either join the Decepticons or die.
The song told what the seekers original goal was. We wanted to bring peace, not wage war. So many of us admitted that we joined the wrong side, but we all knew if we were to switch sides, we would either be considered too far gone, and be killed or tried by the autobots, or Megatron would get to us, and insure any traitors were seen to death. At the end of the song, there was not a seeker in the room who was not shedding tears, for so many had lost their own to either the war, or Megatron's cruelty.
The next song that played was a song called Tale of a Gladiator, a power ballad glorifying Megatron, so of course that's the one he was smiling at the whole time.
Well, now was the moment of truth. Rowan had better have that eighth song, or else Megatron will have both our heads.
I had no sooner finished that thought, then the lights went out. The room was pitch black except for all the glowing red optics in the room. Slowly, very slowly, the viewing window of the Nemesis came on and only star light was flowing in. That's when Rowan softly began to play the piano, and one single spotlight was on her.
It took me a moment, but when I realized the song that was playing, I began to tear up, and shivers went down my spine at the same time. When the seekers first joined the Decepticons, during the good times, however brief, there was one song. It was written to commemorate the new second in command of the Decepticons, who, barely being a new seeker member himself, showed promise.
The song was intitled, "The song of the Stars". How Rowan knew about this song, I do not know. All I knew was, she was singing it, and it made me feel amazing.
The first person I had ever felt enough for to consider my courting Endura, was singing my song to me. At that moment, I felt like it was only her and I in the room, and in that moment, I realized what I wanted to tell Rowan when this performance was over, in truth, I had been thinking about it for the last 3 days, but my decision was final now.
When the performance was done, the entire room was silent, but one by one, everyone started clapping, then it was a round of applause, then it was full on cheering. Rowan had truly made a name for herself.
"Thank you all so much," Rowan said. "I am honored to have been brought here, and I'd like to personally thank our gracious lead Lord Megatron for allowing me to be here and making this night possible. That's all from me everyone, and remember, if speaking the truth is deception..."
"WE ARE GLADLEY GUILTY!" everyone in the room including myself and even Lord Megatron himself finished.
"Thank you all, good night, and Primus bless," Rowan said before taking a final bow, and getting off the stage.
Rowan's POV.
I was on top of the universe. I felt tall; taller than Lord Megatron even. I had never performed an entire solo concert before. No humans had ever given me the chance, but here were the Decepticons, a hostile race of giant metal titans, and they had truly let me shine. Of course I felt amazing. That wasn't that best part though. The best part was that now, I was taking a midnight flight through the sky. It was something Starscream had suggested after what he called "The best concert ever."
When he had asked about the last song, "The Song of the Stars," I told him, "While he was monitoring maintenance workers yesterday, Soundwave and I were planning the concert, and he played me that song, and I just knew I had to sing it."
"You clever little toaster," Starscream said, adding a small chuckle. after a small pause, he said, "Rowan, I wish to tell you something that I just have to say."
"What?" I asked. "Was a flat on that last part of Tail of a Gladiator?"
"No," he said. "It's something a bit more personal."
"What is it?" I asked.
"Rowan," he said. "These past days, I have called you my Courting Endura, which means that there are feelings, but the relationship is not serious. I wish to advance the title. I wish to call you my Endura, meaning that I claim you as my own... publicly. Are you willing to reveal our relationship, and be mine for as long as we live?"
"Starscream," I said. "Are you asking me to marry you?"
"No," he said. We would not be bonded in an official ceremony yet, but we would the right to tell people about us. Is this something you are willing to agree to?"
"Oh yes," I said happily. "Of course."
Later that same night, we were together in his quarters: him using the mass shifter so he could be human sized. At current, he was holding me in his arms, and I was holding him, taking every single bit of warmth I could from him. It was perfect.
"Star," I said before interrupting myself. "Oops. I'm sorry Starscream I didn't mean to..."
"Do not worry yourself, my Endura," he said. "From that moment on, you are not the only one who is ever permitted to call me by that name of Star. Now my little Endura, as you were saying."
smiling at him and sighing happily at him I said, "I love you Star. My star."
"And I love you as well, my little Endura," Starscream said, getting closer. I followed his example, and next thing I know, we are lip locked. This went from one kiss to another: to another, and then the next thing I knew, I was in a heated make out session with my ultimate Transformers Prime husband, and we both wanted it and liked it. I wasn't being forced against my will, and Starscream was enjoying kissing a little human fleshling. The best part was, the little tiny human fleshling was me.
At this moment, as he kissed me, my Star was running these beautiful claws gently around my shoulders, and up and down my back. Contrary to what you might think, they didn't make me hurt. in fact, they felt quite pleasant. They gave me these wonderful tingles and shivers that, in addition to the kiss, would always make me have to catch my breath after a while.
Now to have to understand, this pleasure was not all one sided. Gently, ever so gently, I pet my Starscream. I started right at his helm crest. I worked my way down to his neck cables, tugging on then just a little bit, which elicited a pleasured gasp from my seeker. I then selected my next targeted for exploration: those beautiful wings.
With each caress of my hand, which gently, just barely touching each wing, I would ern a moan, a wine, a quiver, and or a pleasured gasp from my seeker. I then found my next target. I was just lucky that those wonderful wings lead down to those amazing hips. after a gentle caress to his hips from my hands was just enough to ern yet another gasp from my Endura. After I explored his hips, I found his aft and gave it a soft, but slightly rough squeeze, which, to my surprise, earned me the cutest little "EEE!" from my seeker.
"What's the matter star?" I asked, laughing and breaking our kissing contact. "You never been treated this nice?"
"No." he said, trying to catch his breath.
"Star," I said seriously. "Am I making you uncomfortable?"
"Absolutely not," He said smiling." I've just never done this before."
"Well," I said. "It's late anyway."
"You are right," he said. "I have an idea. What if I have Knockout tell Megatron I have a serious medical injury? That way, you and I can stay in bed all day tomorrow."
"Star," I said seriously. "We have to be very very careful. We cannot have Megatron thinking that a relationship between the two of us is going to distract you."
"You make a very good point, my little Endura," Starscream said.
As we both settled down for recharge, holding each other, I just enjoyed his warmth. I opened my eyes and placed a small kiss to his lips before saying, "I love you, Star."
"I love you too, Rowan." he said with sleepy sincerity.
We both drifted off to recharge: The Nemesis being our cradle as it slowly moved along at a steady pace.
(This chapter is dedicated to the memory of Wander the kitty who died on August 15th 2017.)
Sat Author's note: So... unless I can get a chapter written by the first of September, you guys won't see an update from me till mid to late October or possibly early November. (Everyone throws tomatoes at me.) I know. Let me explain. Well, for one thing, I am going to be abroad for all of September, as I am traveling with my grandma to the home land of England. After that, I am going to be headlong into finding a job. Yeah, being an adult sucks, but I have to do this. now. For those of you who remember my story, "What is Caring", and are worried about this story having the same fate as that one, DO NOT PANIC! I have this story planned out, so you do not have to worry about me losing interest.
Now for the typical stuff.
my favorite part of this chapter was either the concert, or the steamy STARRO bits. I CANNOT DECIDE!
The reference I used in chapter 3 was to Star Wars. I put some not so subtle references in this chapter, so good luck finding them.
Remember...
"If Speaking the truth is deception, then we are gladly guilty."
BYEEEEEEEEEE!