That next morning…

Starscream, Spaceflower, and Megatron were down at the table in the kitchen, Starscream and Megatron both furiously slurping energon, but not saying anything. Spaceflower was sipping motor oil and watching them closely. Sweetie, as she had taken to doing lately, had turned her rocket boosters on and was hovering in midair. The tension was incredibly thick, and finally, the silence could last no longer.

"So…did you hear the big news?" Spaceflower suddenly burst out awkwardly. "Blitzwing and Blackarachnia are in love now!"

"Oh, they are not," Starscream protested, but Spaceflower gave him a Look.

"When did they decide this?" Megatron asked, sounding bored.

"Yesterday, Blitzwing asked Blackarachnia to go dancing with him, and she said yes!" Spaceflower replied.

"How can they have fallen in love if it was only yesterday?" Megatron continued.

"Okay, so I guess you couldn't truly say they were in love yet, but I know they will be…soon." Spaceflower shrugged and smiled. "I can just tell. You know what I mean?"

"No," Megatron and Starscream said at the same time.

"We have tostop doing that," Starscream muttered, taking another sip of his energon.

"Energon!" Sweetie shrieked happily. Before they knew it she had swooped down and stolen one of their discarded energon cubes.

"Give that back!" Spaceflower cried, jumping up from the table. "You know you're not supposed to be drinking energon!"

Sweetie flew around the room, laughing as Spaceflower chased after her. Everyone knew Sweetie (who was becoming quite good at flying) would most likely become a Seeker once she grew up, but every so often, she got a little rambunctious with her flying powers.

Starscream transformed and grabbed the energon cube out of Sweetie's servos. Sweetie started wailing, again, but Starscream turned back into robot mode, landed on the floor, and walked over to the table.

"Here's your energon, my love," he said to Spaceflower. "We've got to make sure Sweetie doesn't steal any more of it."

"It's unhealthy," Spaceflower agreed. She got up and picked up the sparkling, who was still wailing on the floor. "We can get her some motor oil, though. She's probably thirsty."

Spaceflower sat Sweetie down in a chair next to Starscream and went to the refrigerator to get some motor oil. Starscream sat at the table, watching her. She even looked beautiful as she got motor oil for their sparkling. Starscream picked up his energon cube, sipped it happily, and said, "You know…life is good…isn't it, Megatron?"

Megatron rolled his optics and didn't respond. Starscream knew he was probably thinking, How stupid! or something similar, but he didn't care at this particular moment.

The door to the kitchen opened again and in walked Blitzwing, looking happy, too. He sat down at the table and yelled out, "Spaceflower, while you are there, will you get me some motor oil too?"

"Sure thing, my friend," Spaceflower replied, and came back to the table with two oil barrels and one straw. She stuck the straw in the first oil barrel and gave it to Sweetie, then handed the other oil barrel over to Blitzwing, who opened it and began drinking happily.

"So…are you and Blackarachnia still going on that big date tonight?" Starscream asked.

"Yes." Blitzwing nodded. "Dancing, remember?"

"Bet you're happy she said yes," Spaceflower said, smiling.

"I cannot wait to dance with her," Blitzwing replied, and drank some more motor oil.

"When are you going?" asked Megatron.

"8:00 P.M., because it is not too late, but not too early, either."

"Besides, you'll probably stay out all night!" Spaceflower added. "Oh, this is so exciting! I'm so happy for you guys!"

"If you come in late, don't wake me up," Megatron said. "Unless you want there to be—"

"Dire consequences," Starscream finished sarcastically. "Yes, we know."

"I mean it in all seriousness," Megatron told him, and drank some more energon.

Later that night (date time)…

"So, Blitzwing, you have everything you need for Date Night?" asked Starscream. Starscream and Spaceflower were in Blitzwing's room, helping him get ready for the "Big Night".

"Yes," Blitzwing's Icy face replied, walking to the door. "This will be fun."

"The 'experiment'," said Spaceflower pensively. "Just remember, my friend. Femmes go on dates to have fun, so make sure she's entertained the whole time."

"Well, this is Blackarachnia we're talking about, my love," Starscream reminded her. "I think she can be kind of picky with her mechs."

"Relax," Blitzwing replied, and left the room, leaving Starscream and Spaceflower in his room…alone.

Starscream sat back on Blitzwing's bed and sighed relaxingly. "You do know that if we interfaced on Blitzwing's bed right now, he wouldn't have the faintest idea?"

"If he found out, he would be really angry," Spaceflower replied.

"How would he find out?" Starscream asked, trying not to laugh.

"I don't know, maybe if they had some big fight and came home early…or if Megatron or Lugnut overheard us and told him…or if you overloaded messily, again, and he put two and two together."

"Hey." Starscream pointed at Spaceflower strictly. "Not cool."

"Well, it doesn't exactly turn me off, my love," Spaceflower purred, climbing on the bed next to Starscream. "You're right. If we made sweet love to each other on Blitzy's bed…he would never know."

"Yes…I am right…always right…" Starscream's spark was starting to beat faster. Why did she sound so beautiful when she spoke? Oh yes…her vocal weapon. It was just as effective this solar cycle as it was many solar cycles ago…when they had first met…He stroked Spaceflower's wings and she climbed on top of him.

The two of them had been together for a long time now, but they still interfaced a lot, and Starscream always worried that maybe, someday, he wouldn't be up to it and unable to overload…but in situations like these, he realized that those fears were quite unfounded. He knew he and Spaceflower could not be trusted alone in any room where there was a bed—or a couch, or even a floor…come to think of it, they could make something steamy happen practically anywhere.

"I love you," Spaceflower whispered.

"I love you too," Starscream whispered back.

"Who gives a slag if Blitzwing finds out we interfaced on his bed?" Spaceflower asked.

"Not me," Starscream replied, and continued stroking her wings.

"Maybe, soon enough, he and Blackarachnia will be doing the same thing," Spaceflower added, as she slowly slid her fingers down Starscream's body.

"They'd be such a funny couple," said Starscream, then stuck her fingers in his mouth.

"What are you doing?" she giggled, wrapping her legs around him. "Ahhh…"

He let her fingers go and drew her into a slow, passionate kiss, closing his optics as he did so. It was much more romantic if your optics were shut…and when your optics were shut, you could let your servos roam wherever they wanted. He slipped his claw in between her thighs and tried to hold back his moaning (and pressurization) as she stuck one finger, then two, into his valve. Oh, yes, YES! That felt good, very good…

"Mm…somebody's wet today," she murmured, stroking one wingflap with her free servo.

"Silence, my love…" He was, at this point, too pleasured to be embarrassed. After all, lubricant was…just what happened, right? Particularly if you were on your subordinate's bed, interfacing with the femme you loved, with two of her fingers stuck into your most intimate regions. Then it happened a lot.

"And this is just foreplay," Spaceflower continued, softly. "This time I'm going to make you scream for mercy."

"Who will be the one screaming for mercy, now?" Starscream asked. "Come here, my love."