Two Vehicons watched as Starscream was sent running by an ever-furious Megatron...again. What the Seeker failed to do or did do to gain Megatron's ire was unknown at the moment but they both knew if they gave it a few minutes, Megatron would probably vent to Soundwave loud enough for them to hear.
"You think he would learn after the umpteenth time not to piss off the bot he works for."
"Goes to show how smart Starscream really is. I'll give him credit in terms of unpredictability and determination but not so much in going forth with his plans."
As they walked past the entrance to the main deck, past an angered Megatron who stepped out after they passed by, Omega and Blight both laughed as they recalled the look of horror on Starscream's face.
"I wonder why does Starscream always comes running back to Megatron though? Like, is Megatron offering something, you know, big to Starscream to persuade him to return? I mean I don't know about you but I think if I was coaxed by an offer like that, I'd come running back too."
Omega scoffed, "Everyone would come running to Megatron if that were the case. No, I don't think it has anything to do with that. Starscream's got no one therefore he's going to run back because there's nothing for him being alone. On top of that, I don't think Megatron's very active-"
"And you're an expert on my personal life how?"
Both Vehicons froze before glanced at one another, then back towards Megatron who smirked at how they were caught off-guard by him.
Blight muttered, "Oh my god, we're dead."
Megatron then said, "Not quite there yet but I am inclined to punish you with something big to put your little rumors to rest and since Starscream has put me in a stressed mood, well, I need someone to let off a little stream with. You want to know what I do to keep my Decepticons loyal despite my cruel demeanor?"
Although their expressions couldn't change, Megatron could tell they were both in shock and knew exactly what he was implying. They looked at each again before shrugging.
"If we're going to go out-" started Blight.
Omega finished, "-might as well go out with a bang."
Starscream kicked the nearest door in frustration before heading back to the main deck. He knew he had to woo Megatron back to good terms and he hated it. It was humiliating to lower himself in such a way but how else was he to get Megatron to give him another chance?
When he arrived there, he immediately closed his optics and stated, "Lord Megatron, I sincerely apologize for what occurred. I will make it up to you-"
Knockout scowled in a bored tone, standing at the main console instead, "He's not here, Screamer."
The Seeker did a double take and stuttered, "W-wha-? Well, where did he go?!"
"I don't know. I saw him walking behind two Vehicons talking, presumably with him. He went in that direction," Knockout said, pointing to the right of the hall outside of the main deck.
Starscream thought on where that led to until he got a hunch and quickly walked out of the main deck before taking an immediate right. He followed the corridor towards the familiar hall he recognized over the years as the direction towards Megatron's private quarters.
Right as he approached the door, he heard noises that either meant someone was being beaten to death or someone was having the best interface of their life. He found the door wasn't locked and immediately opened it, regretting his decision the moment he did so.
The Vehicons followed Megatron to his chambers and they were immediately hauled up to the berth where Megatron wasted no time. They could tell his frustration with Starscream did indeed build up a lot of energy and stress in just how eager he was to claw at their interface panels.
Omega was the first to open up and Megatron revealed his spike upon the submission after straddling the berth. He didn't expect any foreplay or preparation so it was no surprise that his master penetrated him but at least he did enter slow to let the Vehicon adjust. Omega was on his lap once full and the Vehicon shivered in pleasure.
Megatron reached out to summon Blight and the Vehicon obeyed without hesitation. As the warlord made the one sitting on his spike start to move, he caressed the face of the second before ushering him to sit on his leg, valve exposed.
Blight did as he was told and found his valve pressed against the warm metal of Megatron's thigh. One servo kept him steady by placing it just behind him to prevent him from sliding off, his second servo grabbed Omega's leg which was held by Megatron to nearly wrap around their leader's waist.
"Good boys, so eager for your master."
Omega moaned, clutching Megatron's chest as he forced to ride his master's spike, not that he was complaining. The left servo of the tyrant on his back keeping him upright slid a claw up and down his spine in reassurance. While his valve took a beating, he looked briefly at his friend who was grinding against Megatron's thigh, helm in the right servo while the thumb stroked the cheek of Blight.
"Such good pets. Maybe I should keep you here for all eternity. Would you like that?" Megatron purred, nipping at the neck of the Vehicon riding him.
"Y-yes, Lord Megatron!" Omega whined desperately as he began chasing an overload.
As the Vehicon's tight valve was pounded into, Megatron grunted from the stimulation before turning his attention to Blight who was coating his thigh in lubricant. He grinned and reached down to offer his claws as a better alternative and the Vehicon leaned back to expose his entrance willingly. Two claws entered careful not to puncture anything within the valve walls. Before Megatron knew it, Blight was forcing himself deeper at a quicker pace.
Megatron rumbled as overload hit him and he released his transfluid deep into Omega which caused the Vehicon to follow, gripping his arm to keep steady. Blight took a while longer but Megatron was patient, watching with utmost interest as his fingers were coated by the fluids. When Blight cried out, Megatron pulled out both his spike and digits to look at the mess with a laugh.
"Quite the performers, aren't you?"
Both Vehicons didn't speak but looked up to him greedily wanting more. Megatron couldn't say no to that now, could he? Omega dragged himself back to make room for Blight who Megatron positioned over his spike next. With the Vehicon's back against his chest and holding his legs up for a better angle to enter, Megatron knew they were prepared for an aggressive approach how he liked interface. He heard Blight arched as he shoved himself into the wet valve and began pounding the Vehicon to oblivion.
Omega watched as Megatron licked the side of Blight's faceplates with his sharp teeth dangerously close and nearly brushing against the latter's cheek. The Vehicon found the sight erotic and released his own spike, stroking it alongside pushing his digits deep into his needy valve.
Suddenly, they heard the door open but Megatron didn't stop ramming Blight. Instead, the larger mech growled possessively. "Starscream, you dare disrupt me?"
The Seeker peered between Megatron glaring at him, the Vehicon with his master's spike to the hilt, and the Vehicon masturbating in front of them both. "I...I see you are busy, my Liege. I'll just come back another time."
Without missing a beat, or a thrust, Megatron snarled, "If you came to apologize for your screw up, I don't care for what you have to say. Now, get out."
Starscream scoffed and didn't argue, but then he heard Omega say, "Yeah, Screamer, can't you see we're having fun here. Don't ruin it."
The Seeker's wings flared up and he was about to yell at the insubordinate Vehicon when Megatron stopped him. "You heard the soldier, Starscream. You're ruining the mood. You already wasted enough of our time."
Watching Starscream storm out was amusing but Megatron peered at Omega. The Vehicon shrugged, "Too far?"
"Perhaps, but I think a fitting punishment for talking down to a superior is another hour or two with me."
"I can live with that. Being defiant has its perks after all," Omega mused which earned him a lustful smirk from Megatron.
Blight felt his valve ripple as Megatron held him close still pounding deep within him. Omega huffed as he kept jacking himself off until transfluid shot out onto the berth. Blight suddenly went over the edge, clawing Megatron's neck reaching up past his helm to stabilize himself, earning a playful growl from the warlord.
When Megatron hit his limit, he roared this time and closed his optics, breathing harshly through his waist vents which caused steam to warm Blight's backside. Pulling out, he set Blight next to Omega who began stroking the used Vehicon's valve, both seeking comfort among one another as it was Megatron's turn to watch.
"Like what you see, my Lord?" Blight purred, straddling Omega and nearly pressing their full valves together. Both of them looked at the warlord for approval while holding one another.
Megatron chuckled, "Very much so."
The Vehicons then knew what their master wanted to see and they were more than happy to provide him with the show. They went without pause, without reason or rhyme except that they could. They didn't regret their decision to take Megatron up on the offer of pleasing him. Even better, they finally could confirm Megatron was quite something in the berth. Suck it, Starscream!
AN: What inspired me to write this?...I don't know. It was moving about my brain like a desktop saver. This is shit and I love it and now you read it too. Congrats!