They could hear the siblings fighting. They always did. Dreadwing wanted nothing more than to perform his deeds tactically while Skyquake wanted brute force. Despite their differences, they both had one thing in common: they always tried to get what they wanted by any means necessary.
The Vehicons just watched as words were thrown and some objects though not at each other. One Vehicon had to stand as the mediator. The poor fellow.
Astro looked between the two as they argued until they reached a point in their argument where they turned to the mech. He froze with two sets of red optics on him. They were silently asking who was right. He didn't like the pressure, but they didn't choose him for his cowardice; they chose him because he was witty.
Although Dreadwing's stealthier approach was technically the correct way to go under normal circumstances, the twins seemed to have forgotten they were on a time restraint by Megatron as well as other factors like the Autobots were moving out faster than they anticipated. Skyquake's tactic, though a bit rough and certainly would cost more lives, was a better option for what was necessary. As wise as he was, he was a terrible speaker.
"I believe Skyquake is right."
Skyquake swelled with pride while Dreadwing scowled, "How so?"
"W-well, acting fast would be essential to our mission and what's the fastest way but to tear down everything in our path instead?"
"That doesn't justify my twin's reasoning."
Skyquake scoffed, "The soldier gets it, Dreadwing, just face facts that everyone prefers a bit more of a direct approach."
"That still doesn't mean-!"
As they argued yet again, Astro backed away and went to turn around when a clawed servo hit his shoulder. By the time he looked back, Dreadwing was already stomping away angrily but Skyquake remained.
"So, you like the rough side of the war. At least someone appreciates strength over stealth."
Astro stuttered awkwardly, "I...yes, strength is admirable. It has prominent results in almost everything more so than stealth."
"Are you saying you admire me, Little One?"
The Vehicon's mind paused, and he tried to backtrack quickly. "Y-yes, no? Uh, I-I meant-"
Skyquake smirked and gestured for him to follow which he found he had no choice but to obey a superior's direction. Timidly, he stuck by Skyquake's side in the silent hall as the larger mech said, "I find your confession to be quite stunning. Was it only because I was right you sided with me or is there something else you wish to tell me?"
Astro blushed hard when he caught on to the mistake, but it wasn't like he could back out on account of Skyquake being much more brutal than his twin, most likely that applied to being rejected alongside fighting battles. Skyquake was notorious for loving praise; it was like a drug to him and once someone praised him, it was hard to get him to leave them alone. Then again, he and his twin were indeed admirable in more ways than one. Stunning, strong, intelligent warriors and Skyquake had his appeal. Maybe Astro would admit that, especially the stunner part. He is handsome for a Seeker...
"I'm what?" Skyquake chuckled.
Astro felt his soul leave his body as he realized he said that last sentence out loud. "I-I'm sorry, that was not meant for you to, uh, hear."
Skyquake, however, merely grinned and suddenly picked him up like he weighed nothing. "Oh, I think I was, Little One."
One servo holding him by his aft and the other on his back, Skyquake propped him to be slightly higher than the larger mech's view so he could look down on the Seeker. His own servos were on the mech's shoulders stunned as Skyquake held him close.
"Tell me, what else am I to you?" He purred sinisterly.
Astro was flushed by the angle he was at and said slowly, "You're powerful, bold, smart..."
Each word he said seemed to fuel Skyquake's ego and the mech started to tease his chassis with a playful growl. "Really? What details do you like about me specifically?"
"W-well, you've got a nice-ah!"
Astro felt the Seeker's glossa against his midsection trail upward with a possessive purr as he tried to continue. Each time the glossa returned, it started lower and lower until it was at the seam of Astro's spike housing before trailing up again. The servo holding him up sent a thumb to dig at the valve panel.
"You have, ah, great reflexes, a strategic mind, and your gloss-umph-is very talented," Astro panted.
Skyquake smirked, "Oh, now you're just being a suck up. But I have plenty of time to give you an insight into more of my skills, Little One. Bare yourself to me."
Astro did just that and released both his spike and valve only to suddenly whimper as Skyquake's warm glossa slid over his revealed appendage. When he was taken in entirely, the Vehicon scratched at the Seeker's shoulder trying not to make any noise when he realized they were still in a public hall. Anyone could walk towards them and see Astro getting a blatant blowjob.
Watching Skyquake suck him was a bucket list item he never knew he had, and it was quite a spectacle to behold. The Seeker's head bobbing horizontally while purring made Astro shiver, and he couldn't hold in a loud moan finally, not that he wanted to anymore. Screw it. If someone saw them, it was a free show.
He could feel Skyquake's claws raking against his valve in his distraction, teasing his entrance while irritating the folds which he didn't mind. Without warning, Skyquake adjusted him to press against the wall of the vacant area placing both his legs his shoulders becoming more aggressive with the motion making Astro hold his head to take more of the spike in.
"Y-you are mag-magnificent, cunning, sexy, brutal..." Astro purred, encouraging Skyquake to go faster with a dark grin.
The praise motivated Skyquake and Astro was about to say more when he overloaded in his superior's mouth. Skyquake surprisingly wasn't opposed to the action and swallowed with pause. With a deep chuckle, the larger mech massaged the Vehicon's aft reassuringly.
"You taste good, Little One. Ready for something better?"
Astro blushed and was lifted easily to be lowered and pushed against the wall. Forcing himself between the Vehicon's legs to re-establish his dominance, Skyquake revealed his spike and Astro stared at it hard, unsure if it would even fit. With a growl, the Seeker pressed in and nuzzled Astro at the same time to distract him from any pain. To the Vehicon's astonishment, he felt none but a pleasant burning sensation.
"Am I better than my brother?"
"Y-yes! Ah!" Astro choked out as his valve was spread wide.
Skyquake stroked his hip and slowly moved within the stretched valve, pinning the Vehicon between his chest and the wall. "Are you mine?"
Astro could barely get the words out as his inner nodes were brushed against repeatedly. "Yes, s-sir!"
"I believe the term better suited would be 'master', Little One," Skyquake growled.
"Master, please, Master," he moaned.
The spike was moving faster, dragging over everything and pushing against the walls of his valve, and he was drunk on stimulation. He never wanted it to end. The handsome Seeker held nothing back and snarled possessively when Astro clung to him.
Lubricant slid down the walls in their rut as Skyquake propped himself with one arm for a better grip and a sharper angle. Astro was merely a tool of his conquest, and he loved it. He needed this; he needed Skyquake.
His valve clenched the large intrusion and Astro was sent into another overload, but Skyquake refused to stop to chase his own. The over-stimulation left the Vehicon's body ragged and greedy, taking in everything like an addiction to his brutality. He couldn't even feel his valve folds by the time Skyquake laid claim to him, ejecting transfluid deep inside and leaving deep claw marks on his waist. Now everyone would know of Astro's encounter.
Skyquake grinned and gave another experimental thrust. "I'm not through with you yet, Little One. What am I again?"
Astro could tell by the tone of the voice that Skyquake wanted more. He loved praise and once his attention was caught, the Vehicon knew as much as his brother that the Seeker had rumors around him; he was quite insatiable verbally.
But maybe Astro wanted his attention; he certainly couldn't get rid of it now. Skyquake would use him until he couldn't usher another word, and that was fine by him.
"You are handsome, master," Astro whined trying to get the mech to move again.
"Just what I like to hear," Skyquake laughed.
He was turned around, claws digging into the walls and his aft presented to Skyquake. When he was entered again, roughly dominated, Astro placed a servo on Skyquake's own on his hips as the larger mech growled possessively.
He was right; brute force was a better idea anyway.
AN: Sorry for the delay, been working on my huge chapter fic, Arcee and the Cyber Worlds. Takes a lot of time and effort to manage the size of it. Anyway, Skyquake sounds to me like he would adore praise...who better to such up to him than a Vehicon? Go, Astro, go!