I'm going to keep this short. It's late and I've run out of time again… thank you summer courses…. Only 2 more days though. Then I'm free as a bird… at least for a little while. Let's get going, I don't own them I'm just playing around.
Starscream was finally given the good news after about a week. He was healed and ready to go… unfortunately that meant he had to visit the fallen one again. Well… he came this far and never shied away from a challenge. He wasn't going to let a little fear stop him from receiving his orders. He made his way to the fallen one's temple by the cover of night and the light breezes that ran across Cybertron this time of stellar cycle. It was comforting to have a real breeze on him, not that sleeping with a fan on wasn't pleasant, but there was no substitute for the real thing. He felt his body dip as he approached the temple. His landing was flawless, even considering the slight pain he felt when he over extended a few cables in his left ped. He quickly and thoughtlessly made his way to the fallen one's chamber and kneeled respectfully towards the slumbering light in its purple and blue hues.
"Sire… I have returned." Starscream rushed hurriedly. No one could deny that he was a little scared. Who wouldn't be after an experience like that? Facing your most recent conqueror and rapist? That took courage few could ever find in their sparks.
"Ah…. Starscream… come closer little one. I won't hurt you." The fallen one said, letting one of his light tendrils motion for the seeker to come closer. Starscream did so reluctantly, taking his steps lightly while never taking his optics off the fallen one's light. He kneeled again, making sure he kept all of the previously offending tendrils in sight.
"What are your orders, my liege?" Asked the silver seeker… not that he wanted to work right now, more out of fear of not following his new master's orders than out of casual obedience.
"I sense the Allspark is still functional. It is on the planet where Megatron fell. Quickly… gather your highest priests and scholars. It is time to free me from this tomb." The fallen one said, his words barely decodable to the silver seeker. He nodded in confirmation and started to get up to walk away.
"Starscream…" the fallen one whispered. The seeker stopped in his tracks only to notice that a few tendrils were beginning to surround him again.
"Y- Yes my liege?" The silver seeker said, his vocal components taking a frightened tone. He didn't want to be raped again. Once was bad enough… the next mech in his berth would be one of his choosing, not a forced chance again.
"When I get out of this tomb… I will be the ruler of the Decepticons… and I want you by my side… and after we take the Allspark back… I want you in my berth as my bondmate." The tendrils curled around his facial components, stroking his cheeks and helm… caressing his shoulders and chest. Starscream gritted his dental plating and answered.
"Y… yes sir. If we are both alive and willing sir." If he had to fake his death or kill the fallen one, the hell he'd do it. In his processor, he was still Megatron's and Megatron's alone. If there was any way he could revive his fallen commander, then he was going to do it or die trying. He just wanted his life back… and damn it if he couldn't have Megatron then there was no life left for him. He wouldn't be the fallen one's bondmate, not over his cold, offline body.
Starscream left quickly without another word and ran out of the temple, muscular cables screaming in pain. He went straight home first. He needed his pain medication… and a nap with his trine mates. Who were happy to oblige wordlessly as he flopped down on the bed… what was really surprising was the Thundercracker put on some old fashioned, calming music. It was a lullaby meant for sparklings. But it was relaxing none the less. Starscream drifted off in a matter of minutes… and decided to let the orders wait for a few megacycles…helped by the warmth of his trine mates and the amrs and legs twisted around him. Thundercracker added a small lyric change to the end of the lullaby...
Sleep little Starscream, sleep.
Ok… Star is healed up… and I'm ready for some venting!!!
Bloopers!!!
Starscream, Bee and Cade were sitting together in the meeting room, talking about who was supposedly the largest. (yes… that kind of large :3)
"Optimus is easily the largest, but Ironhide has the most endurance and Jazz had the best style." Bee stated. Cade and Star looked at him.
"Brawl always had a huge one, but no style what so ever. Bonecrusher couldn't get it up very fast and was normal, but Blackout was a Beryllium Stallion! He could keep it up all night and go well into the early hours of the next day if you were still conscious. Then again… he was always rough too." Cade said, clearly showing that his conquests ranged from big to small in every shape and style. Star smiled and Bee let his facial plating fall into shock. Starscream leaned back and took a sip of the energon cube he was holding.
"Well… can't say my conquests have been as detailed as that… but Megatron was always a very satisfactory lover. Never let a port uninterfaced… at least my port." Bee giggled and Cade grinned. Then all three had a question pop into their processors-
Who was the best in bed?
Star was the first to speak. "I say we have a challenge. Each of us beds each one of our mechs and grades them on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the best you have ever done, in various fields. Like size, performance, style, potency, foreplay, and of course- what matters the most- cuddling aftrewards. (the man can't cuddle he has masculinity issues… at least here they do :D)
All three nodded drunkenly. This was going to be a week to remember. Too bad their afts were the on the line.
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Cade was the first to go. Mech number one- Ironhide. How to get him: easy, wait until he gets drunk and slip up to him. After watching the weapons specialist get drunk off his rocker- mostly courtesy of Bee challenging him to a drinking contest in light of the challenge Star had made. If it get the job done- do it. Ironhide stumbled out of the warehouse that made up the top portion of the Autobot base, mostly to get some fresh air. Cade noticed he was alone, and quickly snuck up to the weapons specialist to shake his little, horny aft in his face. Ironhide noticed that the Con was getting close… but also saw how little plating he had on… and he was drunk. Two plus two equals four and high grade plus half naked jailbait mech equals happy ending.
Ironhide grabbed the young con and pulled him into his lap while Ironhide went crashing to the ground. He quickly grabbed Cade's interfacing panel and slid it off, thrusting into him at a fast pace. It didn't hurt Cade, he was already loose, but Ironhide lost points on style and foreplay. Size… Cade's port was getting sore from the size of Hide's cable. Performance… heck, the man was quite good. Licking all the right places and squeezing him in the perfect places… and before Cade knew it (because apparently endurance was low here) it was over. Ironhide was passed out from exertion and the high grade… but still horny.
Epic fail…
Cade wasn't fairing much better. But he couldn't leave like this. So he finished himself off and took his leave to grade Hide on his rankings. Bee on the other servo was laughing his aft off while watching from the safety of the warehouse… this was going to be great later when Hide woke up and wondered where his jailbait was.
(you are probably wondering how the heck am I going to get Megatron and Optimus to bed members of the other side…-reveals a mountain of high grade- you just had to ask, didn't you?) And yes, I will make them take each mech that they haven't bedded before. Though at some point they might… find out? And take our little jailbait to- waitwaitwait, can't say!!! Spoilers spoilers spoilers.
Again, sorry for the late update and the shortness, but my attention is divided right now. Come Tuesday I'm all yours again. Got to skip tomorrow. I wrote most of the blooper prior to the rest of the fic, that's why it turned out a little better. I will go back and edit these later, but for now just enjoy what you can. It will get better and I will go back and fix these. Now it's bed time… I've caught a cold and I have to study… how fun. Catch you guys later.
…Oh what the heck, here's a hint from a later chapter.
"He should have stayed where he belonged, underneath me in my berth. Oh well, nothing the Allspark can't revive. Perhaps a better slave after a little conditioning. Megatron, proceed with draining this star."
Megatron didn't move…he was still staring at Starscream. Thundercracker was at his side in a sparkbeat, holding the unconscious seeker upright while Skywarp tried to check for a pulse. They seemed to relax after a second and attempt to cover Starscream's exposed, broken circuitry.
Ok that's it… I've had that part written for a while now. Night kiddies. Again, read, review… ideas please… I'll keep working with the Jailbait Boys until then.
