Ch. 3
"Just like old times" Starscream said leaning into the other.
"It was one time…." Knock Out said correcting him.
The Lieutenant wrapped pointed claws around the medical bot's chin lifting it towards him "But. Remember Knock Out you were the one who asked for it" he ran his sleek fingers across thinly plated lips, causing the red mech to cringe "I happen to recall one late night a certain medic came practically running into my quarters."
Knock Out's face plates lit up remembering that horrible night, he knew if he didn't comply with Starscream's implied orders then he'd most likely tell Lord Megatron. But wait, nothing happened between him and Soundwave. So what would there be to tell the Lord?
The medic now scoffed at the seekers empty threat, he jerked free and looked Starcream in the face "It seems there is a flaw in your plan Lieutenant." He sang just to spite the other. Starscream gave a questioning look before Knock Out continued "You see, Soundwave and I did nothing but exchange in a simple chat. Besides, it's not like you can prove anything happened."
Outraged Starscream grabbed the crimson medic by the throat and slammed him into the ground "I can do anything I want with you! I am higher rank!" with that the seeker forced his long digits in between the mechs legs. Knock Out gasped from the violation, "Y-you do know that if we get caught we both get in trouble."
Ignoring the comment Starscream forced his way into the tight port slowly, "Both? Tch. If we do get caught I can just play it off as one of your usual schemes."
This surprised Knock Out, the usual flawed Starscream had actually thought out a plan to get what he wanted and not get caught.
"P-please. St-stop..p.." was all the medic could mutter out. Three silver digits were inside the medic; curving deeper, trying to find his 'good spot'.
Starscream pulled out his fingers, covered in fluids. He held the sticky digits up to the smaller's face "See I knew you liked it when I touched you down there. You'll never find anyone to love a sad cause like yourself."
Knock Out could only smile; perhaps it was from the pain perhaps it was just a natural reaction, the truth. It could be a hard thing to hear, he was hearing this from such a mech that was selfish and malicious as Starscream. He only had to think the one before him had just seen the future and the only choice was to submit.
Vermillion eyes locked on glowing sparked ones, Knock Out leaned forward and began to suck on long slender fingers. Keeping his vision set on Starscream the whole time; suddenly the objects were yanked from his mouth violently.
A tall figure now stood in between the duo, tentacles outstretched in a defensive position ready to strike at any moment.
"S-soundwave?! It's not what it looks like." Starscream said rather sheepishly hiding the wet digits behind his back.
The said mech turned to Knock Out who turned away in pure embarrassment, two of the lieutenants seeing him in this state it was simply unheard of. He felt one of Soundwave's tentacles wrap around his arm, which helped him to his feet. It didn't make him feel any better about himself because he could feel the trans fluid drip from between his legs.
The seeker looked at Knock Out then at Soundwave then back at Knock out, "So you two are together!" he pointed at Soundwave "don't think you can outrun punishment all because you're the Lord's favorite."
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There was an uncomfortable silence that filled the air before Soundwave pushed the silver being aside. Earning a hiss from Starscrem, Knock Out followed closely behind. The two exited room in a familiar quietness. Crimson eyes soon began to wander through the air wondering what the other was thinking. He tried pulling free from the other's grip but it only tightened when he did so. What did he even want from the medic if he wanted his body he had many a times to take it, like now. Knock Out just couldn't read this bot the mystery was almost captivating in a strange, weird way.
Lost in the other's aura Knock Out didn't notice they'd stopped moving and bumped into them. Soundwave turned then pointed to the storage area where extra medical supplies were kept. He chuckled at this; this lug really thought he was hurt. The idiot Starscream only put fingers inside of him, not a pole. Knock Out smiled "I appreciate your concern but I'm not leaking any vital fluids." He gave him a reassuring pat on the chest, "now if we can just do something about my current imprisonment."
Soundwave unraveled his tentacle around the small wrist, "Thanks." There was the silence again but this time it was a bit suffocating, Soundwave just sat there looking at him. Studying him, Analyzing him. Knock Out shifted his weight from one hip to the other; the purple mech then leaned down and held that position.
The medic was a bit uncomfortable with this closeness when suddenly he saw something within Soundwave's mask. It was moving is seemed, yes it was moving upwards and revealing something underneath. No one had actually seen this legendary navigator's face there were only rumors about it. This would truly be an honor if Soundwave was doing was Knock Out thought he was doing. Pointed servos reached up to dark faceplates slowly, tenderly and help them lift such the heavy burden.
Eventually, he saw it wasn't much but it was something it was the beginning of a face; so he did have one. Knock Out glanced up at where the eyes would be and continued, he began to see the bottom lip the upper lips. Skeleton servos suddenly grabbed his own, catching him off guard. The crimson bot stared in surprise at the half revealed face; he could tell Soundwave was a well-built Decepticon just from his lower structure. He didn't know what overcame him but he carefully began to shift his weight to his toes. He pressed his lips against those cold, hard ones he knew he would them in trouble but somehow this just seemed to fit the moment. He pressed his tongue against those lips hoping to gain access to what lay inside to no avail. In desperation he wrapped his arms around the taller mech, attempting to force his way into the other's mouth. But before he could Soundwave pulled away with a satisfying 'plop' to follow. He pulled down his faceplate, and looked down at a bewildered Knock Out with glossa running down the corners of his mouth. The navigator took a servo and wiped the liquid away before heading down the hall leaving the medic to process his current feelings.
A/N: Okay. I know it's been a awhile BUT I hope I've made up for it? This has strangely turned into a Knock Out/Soundwave fic..Interesting. Same as always review please so I can fix my crap.