Megatron loved the scent of anger and energon as it practically steamed off Starscream's frame. He'd heard he had just arrived back and had purposefully moved to intercept his path. The seeker had been headed to the wash rack when the warlord had caught sight of him. "You'll get a mission brief after I get cleaned up." He was practically sneering, energon still dripping and not yet dulled against his plating. 'Must have nearly destroyed his afterburners to get here that quickly.' He had some denting along a pede, a few scratches marring his usually pristine armor, a puncture would his self repair had already done most of the work to fix. He was a mess. He was also fierce and gorgeous looking. Megatron stepped close, invading his space and rubbed a servo through the energon, drawing some symbol against a white wing. Startscream didn't care right now, optics dimmed with arousal as he looked up at his lord and master. Megatron's own field flared, optics blazing as he looked upon Starscream. His servo came to rest upon Starscream's glass cockpit, stroking down to his hips and sliding between them to cup his interface array. The heat the seeker gave off more than told him what he needed to know. He only got this wound up when he had been successful.
"Open your panel Starscream."
The seeker's panel snapped open, his spike extending and his valve dripping lubricant. Megatron grinned, definitely a successful mission if both sets of equipment were this ready. He pressed a digit into his favorite assassin, his other servo coming to move the seeker roughly to the wall, trapping him there. Starscream practically melted on the spot with the way his heat raged through his system. The seekers hips already trying to frag himself on just a digit. "So needy already Starscream? Why not come straight to me?"
"I like making you come find me."
Sometimes the seeker did make it back to the washrack or his lab before Megatron could nab him. But when he was found in the hallway like now he was so much more beautiful, still covered in the internal fluids of their enemies.
Megatron bent his helm into Starscream's neck cables, nipping at them as he allowed the seeker to rub and thrust his valve over a single digit. Lubricant dripped down as the jets engines roared, his anger at not quite being able to overload by this alone growing. Starscream's claws scratched at his back, the seekers wings rubbing the walls behind him, trying to get anything more.
"Damn it Megatron!" He slapped the warlord angrily and Megatron laughed softly. Finally pressing his thumb to the seekers anterior node, circling it as his own engine rumbled. Both their fields filled with arousal.
Starscream practically purred, his hips swiveling excitedly as he chased the first of many overloads to come. The first sharp cries as he flooded his lords servo with lubricant. It calmed and satiated the seeker enough to let himself be carried back to Megatron's personal berthroom.
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