Starscream wasn't sure where Soundwave was going with this, but he didn't like it, wherever it was going. He pulled the mech around the corner, making sure they were alone. "So what am I trying to cover up?"
Soundwave crossed his arms over his chest. "You want Megatron. Subtlety isn't your strong suit." He had looked through the Seeker's lab, finding evidence of pheromones. He pulled the empty container from his subspace.
"Who said you could go through my stuff." Starscream grabbed for the container, not trusting Soundwave with it. He was weird, and creepy, and that didn't mix well with pheromones-
Soundwave stepped back, but was shoved against the wall. He was pinned, Starscream pressing hard for the container. He held it over his head, feeling like an idiot but he was dealing with Starscream. "Starscream, I didn't- ow- I haven't said anything yet. If we could just talk-"
He saw something drip down his visor suddenly, looking up at the container. It was open, a few drops of the pheromone sliding down his helm to his face, neck and chest. Thinking back to how he reacted to Megatron being covered in it, he had a feeling he should leave now. He shoved Starscream back, harder than he would have liked, but this could potentially be a situation neither of them had bargained for. Or wanted. "We will discuss this later."
Starscream huffed, surprised Soundwave had the bearings to push him around. He slammed against the mech again, their chests creaking from the force as he hissed into that expressionless mask. "I want to discuss this now. You're the one that brought it up."
There was an uncomfortable silence in the hallway after that, the two staring at each other trying to keep their cooling fans in check. Starscream had smeared the chemical all over their fronts, and now he smelled it. He felt like an idiot, but probably not as much as Soundwave. Who carried open bottles of pheromones in their subspace? Ugh, think of the cessettes- no, nevermind. He repressed that as soon as he thought it...
"Starscream. I think we should continue this later." Soundwave actually flinched when his fans roared, being pinned between a wall and Starscream's warm frame doing him no favors. His legs were already spread, his mask pulling back as he stared at the Seeker's sneering mouth. It was hot, Starscream was hot, and he licked his lips before leaning forward and kissing the mech hard.
Starscream grunted, surprised at how little self control Soundwave had. Out of all the Decepticons on this ship, stoic Soundwave was the one that was a sloppy kisser. And quite vocal, his small moans and sighs throwing Starscream for a loop. And his cooling fans into high gear. He pulled back from the kiss, only to be pulled back in by Soundwave's needy whining. This was annoying, but not as annoying as the charge building in his frame, or the heat pooling between his legs. He growled, pulling Soundwave back by the back of his helm before nipping his neck cables. Soundwave made a small sound in the back of his throat, gripping onto Starscream's arms as his knees buckled together. "Starscream.."
They were at it for a while, trying to keep from actually interfacing, hoping to wait it out by touching each other. That proved to be beyond difficult with Soundwave; he was so needy, and vocal, and Starscream was going to overload right then if the idiot didn't stop saying his name like that-
"Is this what the Decepticons do now? Sex in public and attempted orgies?"
Starscream and Soundwave jumped, looking over to see Megatron standing at the corner of the hall. Almost as if he was keeping his distance. It made sense after what had happened the other day. Starscream shoved Soundwave back, going to explain but stopped when Megatron put his hand up and glared at him.
"We are having a meeting. Now." Megatron marched off to the main meeting room, leaving his two highest ranking commanders panting and gawking. He would get to the bottom of this, one way or the other.