Pairing: TFA Megatron/Skywarp

Rating: Mature

Details/Themes: Secret mutual admiration, mixed feelings, implied masturbation

Requested by Phelpsie

The Seeker was afraid of what would happen if he told Megatron of his true feelings. Would he be rejected? Would he be laughed at? Or would he simply be ignored? So many questions but so little time to deduce the possible outcomes. Megatron didn't need a distraction like him. He wasn't brave, strong, casual, or articulate which Megatron all was so where would he fit in the warlord's life?

His wings drooped considerably low for his chassis type, unnaturally in fact that there was a wince of pain when the two aerial appendages almost touched. He was a coward and that was all he would ever be…and Megatron had no room for cowardice by his side.

But Megatron had, at one point, looked his way. He had been flying through the clouds following his sister clone, Slipstream, and caught a glimpse of the imposing mech glaring at him from afar. A soft smile present on his features. It was at this moment Megatron saw him as more than just a fragment of Starscream's personality; he saw him as a Decepticon, a mech just like any other Cybertronian. That was all it took for Skywarp to fall.

To say he took the nonverbal compliment in panic was the understatement of the stellar cycle. He nearly fainted in his own chambers pacing to where he was sure there was a line on the floor from the heels of his pedes. He didn't know what to do and he certainly had never anticipated such a folly move on Megatron's part, paying attention to him. A clone, that's all he was and yet his leader apparently though otherwise. That was not a very common compliment indeed.

But maybe he was blowing things out of proportion. Maybe Megatron just gave him a false interest just to shoot him from the sky once the mech was done mocking his crush. Yes, he was just crazy…he had to be. But the following day, Skywarp saw something that really made him wonder: why was he chosen?

On the throne breathing with fits of steam from vents, Megatron wasn't just sitting there proud and dominant. What was the catch? A holo-screen large enough for him to see held a very familiar face that kind of made a smile twitch on his features. The sight made the Seeker want to approach the Decepticon Leader, to "serve" him. But if he did, would Megatron like it? Would he be disappointed in-?

No, those fears were not going to take him over. Skywarp sighed, his servo leaving the mine shaft entry siding with a few scrapes from tense claws. Why was he so afraid? Humans said the feelings of depression, fear, and disappointment kept a person from reaching the stars. If he was going to be something more for Megatron, sometimes the proper fears were correct to have but shouldn't be what's holding him back.

Perhaps today wasn't the time though. Perhaps another day would be sufficient enough to approach his leader. Clasping his servos together, Skywarp made his way outside and transformed, unintentionally blasting by a single hole in the cavern where the night sky illuminated the cavern.

Smirking below the moonlight, Megatron shut his servo to shut off the projected holo-screen as he watched his favorite Seeker fly away.

AN: This was delayed for so long, I hate myself but it didn't turn out bad. I decided Megatron would like a submissive partner but one who was perhaps a bit too shy to ask in return. I read a few fanfics of this pairing before and usually, Megatron is very caring towards Skywarp. I think he would be too.