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Cyclonus stood within Galvatron's throne room by himself. He'd been placed under house arrest, or planet arrest after the Torkulon incident. Right now, Galvatron was out on a mission with a few other Decepticons, making the room too quiet. If only someone was here to talk to, even if it was a lowly soldier.

With the Decepticons out on a mission, the place was left eerily quiet, seeming almost like a ghost town without the distant arguing, screaming, and occasional infighting of the other Decepticons. It was like an entirely different place. Every little noise around Cyclonus could be heard with clarity, the settling of the base, the light humming of machinery, and approaching pedesteps.

The steps seemed heavy and they drew louder and louder until they stopped abruptly at the door. When the door opened, a familiar winged silhouette would greet the others' optics as he entered the room, the door closing behind him. It was Scourge. He had come to visit Cyclonus now that Galvatron was gone, a wise move on his part since Galvatron was still angry. It would also be the first time they had a chance to talk since 'the incident' occurred.

"I take it Galvatron gave you quite the lecture. He didn't seem too happy about your- idea."

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Scourge felt content with Cyclonus's warm presence and promise of eventual freedom. Every day he held out the hope it would one day come true, because the silence and secrecy was slowly killing him inside. He didn't know how much longer he could take this.

He spends many hours yearning when nobody is there to bear witness. He sees cyclonus every day, yet he still feels so alone and distant. Sometimes he wonders if cyclonus could feel it too. Fighting beside him simply wasn't enough, scourge wanted him here, like this, like they used to be.

"Yes, I just wish that day would come sooner"

Scourge knew Cyclonus was the more cautious one, and understandably so, but Cyclonus didn't really need to worry about intrusions because he forgot about a key factor. If anyone did approach or return early, Scourge would be the first one to notice. Equipped with the galaxies most advanced and hyper-sensitive scanning and tracking equipment, his ability to detect things was completely unrivaled. He noticed every little thing that others simply could not, and he knew exactly where Soundwave planted listening devices so he knew what areas to avoid. Chances were, if scourge felt comfortable enough to show affection, then he had already dealt with any 'issues'.

The hunter held Cyclonus's delicate servo up in front of his chest gently as they both gazed into eachothers optics longingly. He was, however, surprised by cyclonus making a sudden move on him with a tender and rare kiss. It had been so long since they shared a moment like this, he had almost forgotten what it felt like, but Cyclonus's kiss would quickly be accepted and returned.

Thin wire strands would gently brush against the others lip as cheek plates and internal systems began heating up, scourges spark fluttering with a reignited and intense passion. He reached up and placed his servo on the side of Cyclonus's helm, asking for just a few seconds more. His lips and touch softening only for his lover, and he savored every second of it.