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STEVE & STARSCREAM

MERCY

Chapter 8.2

"Ah! Steve!" Starscream called out when his back hit the corridor wall. "S-slow down…. Wait until we get to your room. Anyone can see and hear us here."

"I can't help it Commander." The drone heaved as he groped and caressed Starscream's frame in the spots he knew the second in command was most sensitive. "I haven't had the chance to touch you in weeks. I feel like I'm having withdrawals." Steve always knew exactly what to say to Starscream to get away with doing so much to him. Their affair had started even before Megatron had returned to Earth with the dark energon. Starscream was a seeker after all, and seekers were notorious attention grabbers. It was hardwired in their programing to be lavished and treated adoringly, and that's why a lot of them developed groups of trines. Starscream had a trine for a while until the war separated them, and for the longest time, to console himself with this loss, he would occasionally turn to Megatron for solace. This worked for both of them for a time. Starscream would get the attention he needed to keep his programing in his CPU running healthy, and Megatron would receive some much-needed release from his stresses as a leader.

But even before Megatron left Nemesis he had started to neglect Starscream and his needs, and as the seeker's frustration grew, he nearly became desperate enough to ask Soundwave, of all mechs, to help him find relief. It was purely a chance encounter that he ended up in Steve's arms. The second in command, at the time, hadn't been touched in nearly half a year. That was too long for a seeker to go without interfacing with a partner. He became so agitated he tried to relieve himself in the back of an energon store room one day. His frame was so hot that his cooling vents nearly backfired from the stress of over working, and the moment he leaned back on a crate to franticly stroke his spike, Steve walked in and caught him in the act. The Vehicon immediately backed away with anxious apologies and fear for being disciplined for unintentionally barging in on a private moment (even if it was public). Instead, to the devoted drone's shock, Starscream called him over. He begged, he pleaded, and he reached out for Steve to stay, and he never forgot the exact words the desperate seeker said to him that day. 'Please don't leave…. I n-need your touch….'

It was like a dream come true. Steve had already been obsessed with his commander for the longest time, and he had even fantasized of the day he would have the privilege to even glance at Starscream's fully exposed frame…. So he took full advantage and did well to please his higher up. Ever since that day, Steve had always been Starscream's go to, and today he really needed him. He was on the most wicked heat cycle he had experienced in a long time and on top of his seeker programing the heat was burning him up from the inside out. He'd be lying to himself if he didn't admit he enjoyed the way Steve was rushing to touch him. His eagerness always made the seeker feel special, but he still needed more that moment. Privacy be damned, he needed to be ravished more.

"M-mask…." He mumbled feverishly as his clawed servos clenched around Steve's back. "Your…. Mask. Ah! T-take it off…." Breathlessly, Starscream slipped his servos up the drones' shoulders and neck until they rested on both sides of his helm. Then when he met his lovers gaze, he mouthed hotly under half glazed optics, "I want your lip-plates on me…. I need all of you…. Please Steve."

Taking his mask off in the middle of the ships halls was risky for a drone, but he couldn't deny his urges when Starscream begged him like that. In one swift motion he removed his battle visor and dropped it next to his pedes. He wasted no time kissing his commander and lavished the sweet taste of his oral cavity.

"Mmm…." Starscream moaned before the kiss was broken, and Steve quickly started licking and nipping down the seeker's chin and neck cables. "Yes! Just like that!" He couldn't control his vocalizer and he didn't care. Starscream was so deep in his heat cycle that every ministration drew him closer and closer to the edge of heaven. His panels instantly slid open when Steve's servo slid under the seam on his chassis to tease more sensitive wires. The drone knew they were the most tender there. The seeker desperately wanted to scream. Part of him even needed it but he swallowed hard and braced himself against his attentive lovers' body.

"I should've waited until we got back to my room like you wanted Commander." Steve said through well placed bites. "I want to hear you call out for me so much. I love it when you beg."

The second in command shivered under Steve when the drone's spike panel flew open and pressurized fully. The length of his erect member glided momentarily outside of Starscream's heavily lubricated valve. "But try not to shout." He wriggled his hips before thrusting harshly into Starscream's valve. "Uhn! B-because I can't hold back anymore…."

"S-slag! Steve!" Starscream had to bite down on his servo between his thumb and index digit. His dental plates pushed down so hard he drew energon. Steve was coherent enough to pull the leaking servo away.

"Careful Commander." The Vehicon kissed the bleeding appendage and revved his engines when Starscream's helm lurched in ecstasy. "Don't hurt yourself like that." He leaned forward to whisper into his lover's audios. "You know you are precious to me."

"OH!" Starscream was already too close to his first overload before they met for a tryst, and as soon as Steve told him everything he wanted to hear, he climaxed with intensity. More often than not, when Starscream was on a strong heat cycle like this one, all Steve really had to do was stroke the commander's ego. Which he was more than happy to do so.

"Oh…. Commander…." Steve shuddered as Starscream's convulsing frame shook beneath him. "You are so beautiful."

"Hurry up and overload…." The seeker whimpered through the last waves of his orgasm. "I'm already building another charge. We shouldn't have done this out in the open. What if Megatron—Oomph!"

Steve kissed him aggressively at first, but slowly calmed himself so he could savor the moment longer. His glossa swirled smoothly around his commanders' and he moaned happily when Starscream pulled him closer. However, Steve could still feel a little tension in the center of the seeker's back struts. He didn't want to create more stress for his beloved, but he wasn't as close to his overload as Starscream wanted him to be, and his room was still an entire two hall lengths away…. But there was an energon store room next to the mess hall. If he was quick and he kept Starscream quite he could reach the store room in two minutes without being caught.

"Hold onto me Commander." Steve broke the kiss and smiled egotistically when Starscream whined from the lack of contact. "I'm going to carry you somewhere private…. Hopefully."

"H-hurry Steve." Starscream's spike was rapidly pressurizing a second time. "The heat is becoming unbearable again."

The Vehicon didn't even bother pulling out. He just wrapped the seeker's legs around his waist and his arms over his shoulders. Then he sprinted as fast as he could, careful not to slip over any leaking fluids on the floor. They were both extremely lucky that it was the end of the mid-day shift, and almost everyone had received their rations earlier and went back to their rooms or stations. The halls were clear, and the store room was lifeless. The second he realized there was no one to be seen, he locked the door behind him, and gently placed Starscream on his back over a random stock crate. It was cold in the room, which made the seeker feel more comfortable. Steam accumulated off his hot body, and it had engulfed Steve in a thick haze. It was intoxicating, and he could hardly hold his enthusiasm. The drone rapidly gyrated and bucked his hips. The friction was so welcomed that Starscream met every thrust with his own, crying out Steve's name like it was as sacred as Primus himself.

"Steve!" The seeker didn't even realize he was in a secluded place, but his second charge was building so quickly he didn't care at all who heard him. "Oh, Steve! Don't…. Ah-hah! Don't stop! Oh Primus! Don't stop!"

"Commander…." Steve's helm reeled over the sound of Starscream calling out for him. Nothing made his existence in this universe sweeter than his ability to please his master. "I'm very close too…. Do you want me to pull out?"

"No!" Starscream gauchely wrapped his arms behind the Vehicon's back and pulled him tight to his chassis. "Please! I want you inside me!"

No doubt that was his seeker programing talking, but that didn't matter to Steve. It still stroked his ego to listen to his superior officer whimper and writhe under him so anxiously. He picked up his pace and smiled mischievously over Starscream's parted lip-plates. "As you wish…. Commander…."

Starscream couldn't keep anything at bay when his lover talked to him like he was the only mech in the galaxy, and his second overload met them both with ferocity. He arched of the crate so intensely he ended up pushing Steve back upward, but the drone kept his pace and composure, and he steadied Starscream's waist against the now rattling crate.

"Commander Starscream!" Steve's overload only intensified his lover's climax. His warm trans-fluid rushed inside the tight valve so quickly it caused the muscled walls to constrict around Steve's spike. It nearly held him in place, but it didn't stop his waist from circling over Starscream's hips. "Oh…." He sighed over the seeker's neck cables. His hot exhaust rolling down Starscream's chest. "I think some of my fluid found its way into your gestation chamber. It's a good thing I'm not potent. You'd be sparked by now."

"Mm…. No…." Starscream mewled as he lazily kissed the side of Steve's helm, still jittering from his powerful orgasm. "This might be coming from my heat cycle…. But if it was at all possible right now, I would carry your sparklings…." As his systems began to cool down, he pushed himself up on his elbow joints and began to stroke a servo over the green glass above his torso. He tenderly caressed where his gestation chamber rested below his armored body and gently sobbed. "You have been such a loyal servant…. A very generous lover. If I could reward your devotion by continuing your legacy in this universe I would."

"I hope you can forgive me for being too forward Commander…." The Vehicon placed his servo over Starscreams', and sympathetically laced their digits together. "But I hope you know that I love you."

"I…. I do know that Steve." The seeker closed his optics tiredly, and small beads of optical fluid rolled down the sides of his faceplate. "But for now I cannot answer that. Can you forgive me?"

"There is nothing to forgive." Steve gently pulled his spike out and lifted Starscream to rest over his lap. He was now sitting on the crate and he held his commander tight to his frame. "I was created to serve and follow orders without hesitation, even at the risk of my own function. I live with the knowledge that every day…. Any day could be my last. That day…. Like today, when you called for me…. When you said you wanted me." Steve had to tilt his helm up and slowed his engines as best he could. He was coming very close to pressurizing again, and he would not allow himself to become aroused before or without Starscream. "As long as you keep coming to me…. As long as you still need me, and allow me to worship you freely, I have a true purpose. You have made this lowly Vehicon drone so happy…. Even if I don't deserve your attention."

"It's not whether you deserve my attention, but whether you've earned it." Starscream was beginning to cool down rather quickly. Soon his cooling fans came to a halt and he straightened his back struts, so he could meet Steve's optics. "And you really…. Really earned my attention." He smiled and hummed as he repeatedly kissed his lover's dermas in his post-coital bliss. "I am not a fool. I know I'm a very selfish mech, but I do recognize where devotion deserves rewarding." As the seeker's light feather kisses explored more around Steve's cheeks and jawline, he snaked his right arm around the drone's neck and raked his left down the glass plating over Steve's chest. "Is there anything…. Anything more I can do to say thank you? What more can I give other than the benefits of my selfish desires?"

"Honestly, I feel like I'm already taking advantage of you, Commander." Steve returned his attention given to him with kindness, and he stroked his right servo up and down the length of Starscream's thigh. "You're desires maybe selfish, but my greed for them is unquenchable." Before pulling away to look down at his commander, he delicately bit Starscream's bottom lip-plate and earned an eager moan from the seeker. "Of course, there is one thing I've been considering for a while."

"Yes?" The second in command whispered through yet another building charge.

"Well…." Much to Starscream's surprise, Steve was blushing. He was never really the most stoic of mechs, but he hardly ever blushed in front of his commander (or he just could never really see it behind Steve's mask). "It is…. A sensitive matter. Would it be too much to ask if we discussed this behind our own closed doors? Perhaps tonight? My room?"

"Hm…." Starscream took this into consideration. "Very well, as long as I don't have any prior engagements this evening, we can meet for another tryst. But let's meet at my quarters instead. I will comm you at seven if anything changes."

"Yes commander." The Vehicon sighed. "Is there anything else you require of me—?"

"We're not done." The seeker quickly maneuvered himself on his knee-joints, so he could straddle the Vehicon's waist. "Do you have enough greed to take in one more selfish desire?"

"Hah…. Commander." Steve devoured Starscream's oral cavity as if he was starving. "As long as you allow me to worship you, my greed…. My lust for you will never waver."

"Steve…." Starscream huffed through open mouthed kisses. "When we are alone like this…. Mm! You have my special permission…. Ah-hah! T-to call me by my name."

"Starscream…." Steve called out happily over and over again, as if it was the most sacred name in the universe…. And it was practically a sin for a low-ranking drone like him to utter. "Starscream…. Starscream…. I love you…. Please. Allow me to love you…."

Both mechs had fully pressurized again at this point, and Starscream was so lost in his lust he didn't wait for Steve to make the initial move. He lifted himself up over the drone's erect spike and lowered himself onto it. His optics flashed when he felt himself fall too fast, but Steve was quick to steady his lover's hips. "Permission…." The hot seeker hissed through clenched dental plates. "Granted…."

"I love you…. Starscream…" He couldn't stop himself from saying that phrase, and it seemed to spur Starscream on. With his helm reeled back, mouth gaping open, and his wings fluttering up taut, the seeker mindlessly ground his hips chasing after his third overload with more desperation then before. But he also returned the favor of adulation and cried Steve's name like he feared the Vehicon would evaporate in his arms.

"Steve! Steve! AH!" Again his climax was quick, but it lingered intensely. He arched backwards when his valve grasped around Steve's spike, pushing him into his second overload. They both gasped in satisfaction and Steve smiled like he finally reached the stars without lifting a single ped off the ground.

"You make me feel like I can fly." He groaned as he felt a mix of trans-fluid and lubricants leek onto the crate under him. Both his and Starscream's chassis were covered in splashes of the seeker's trans-fluid but neither one of them cared at the moment.

"I…. I think we should…." Starscream stammered as he rode out the last wave of his dissipating charge. "I think we should've held off on that last interface…. I feel so tired now."

"Uh-oh…." Steve's clarity came seeping back into his processor before it could for Starscream.

"What?" The second in command questioned in a half haze.

"My mask…." The drone grimaced, knowing very well he was going to be disciplined for what he had to say next. "I forgot it in the hall…. I need you to get it for me."

His concerns were met with reality, and Starscream slapped him. When the seeker was on a heat cycle, he could easily be the most willing and gentle lover in the galaxy, but when he came down off that high there was no stopping his abusive personality…. But it was well worth the danger for the overly smitten Steve.

"Idiot!" The seeker stood and quickly cleaned his hull with a rag he pulled from his subspace. His tiredness quickly forgotten. "How could you be so careless as to forget your fragging mask?!"

Steve could've said he took his mask off because Starscream asked him too. That it was all his idea and he only did it to please him, maybe even try to make the second in command feel a little guilty…. But all he did was smile while he rubbed his sore face-plate.

"I still love you, Commander Starscream."

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