Archive of Our Own

“What do you mean you won’t give me more space?!”, Starscream raged at Teletraan-X.

“Sorry, but one kind gesture must be done for another. You must earn my trust a little bit more before you get that 4%. You do one thing to make me trust you, and I will do one thing back to show my trust. Tit for tat, I think they say”, the programme sang back to him happily.

“Urgh! You have no idea how cramped it is in here!”, Starscream cried, pouting and crossing his arms, facing away from the energon bars that held him captive.

His plan had once again failed...

“I apologise. But I am sure you can earn more of my trust in no time!”, Teletraan-X seemed to smile with his tone.

“I wouldn’t count on that...”, another voice was soon heard, coming from behind Starscream.

“Huh?!”, the seeker gasped, recognising that voice, and spun around.

Behind the bars, watching him... was Jetfire.

He hadn’t heard the large mech approach at all. It was quite the surprise... and not an unwelcome one.

No longer under the influence of the All-Spark, Starscream felt guilty for trying to kill Jetfire on multiple occasions since he arrived on Earth. Now was a good time to apologise, suck up to him, to hopefully convince his old friend to help him escape.

“Oh, Jetfire! How nice to see you!”, Starscream beamed, clasping his hands together in delight.

However, the shuttle didn’t seem happy to see him. He gazed at the seeker with annoyance and disinterest.

Okay... maybe going too hard wasn’t the way to go. Tone down the enthusiasm, Starscream.

“Ah, haha... w-what brings you here, my old friend?”.

“Making sure you haven’t escaped yet”, he stated, matter-of-factly.

“Oh, come on now. Give the Prime and this ship some credit. Look at this little prison! I’m not getting out of here any time soon”.

“Like I didn’t just hear the little conversation you were having with Teletraan-X. I know you were trying to get to that vent”, Jetfire pointed over to it.

“Oh my! Is that true?”, Teletraan-X asked, shocked.

“O-Of course not!”, the seeker gasped, framing ignorance, very poorly.

“Don’t listen to him, Teletraan. I know Starscream too well...”, Jetfire sneered.

“I-! Oh, come on, Jet! I don’t deserve this!”, the seeker cried.

“You tried to kill everyone...”, Jetfire leered, narrowing his optics.

“I was under the influence of the All-Spark! I-I never would have tried to kill you otherwise!”.

“And what about the time you pitted me against Sky-Byte?”.

“Again- still under the influence!”.

“Oh, really? And what about all of the... other... times in the war...?”.

Starscream came to a loss. He really, really didn’t have time for this right now. He had just been through pit and back. He’d just lost all of the seekers to his recklessness, and stupidity. His hunger for power had cost him the lives of so many.

And what did he have now...? All he wanted was to destroy Megatron. He didn’t expect... this. And now he was here, in a tiny cell, being kept captive by the Autobots... and was now being mocked by... Jetfire of all bots!

“J-Jet... I-I was never truly trying to kill you. War is war, and we chose our sides... But, I don’t really want you gone. You are still my friend, in my optics...”, Starscream confessed, and he wasn’t lying.

“Tch, not in mine. You’ve committed too many atrocities. Our friendship ended long ago... and it had nothing to do with the war. You know that...”.

Starscream was at a loss for words. Yes, it was true. Their friendship ended even before Starscream became a Decepticon.

Was it his fault? Yes. But he’d never admit that...

Jetfire saw his over-the-top arrogance, saw his narcissistic tendencies, and got out of there before things could escalate. It was a smart thing to do.

But obviously, Starscream did not take it well. And ever since, he’d been angry... sparkbroken... and jealous. Especially after Jetfire dedicated all of his time to chasing some stupid Predacon...

It was like Jetfire had forgotten all about him. When they did meet in the war, Starscream only tried to get Jetfire’s attention. But the shuttle was too interested in the damn shark he’d announced as his arch enemy.

He wanted Jetfire back so badly... but nothing ever worked.

He still remembered so vividly in his processor the day it all fell apart. He had so many plans. He wanted Jetfire to stand by his side, forever. As... more than just friends.

But he realised... that may never happen. It broke his spark so much.

“P-Please, Jetfire, I-I... I don’t wish to fight or bicker with you. I am of clear mind, now. I regret what I did... and even more than that. I still see you as my closest friend. All I ever wanted... was for us to make Cybertron a better place, together...”, the seeker confessed.

“You didn’t want what was best for Cybertron... you wanted what was best for you. And you still do. You’ve always been horribly selfish...”, Jetfire scoffed.

“You’re one to talk! Most of the time you’re too tunnel-visioned on that fish to think about anything else!”.

“Sky-Byte? HA! What I am doing with him is entirely selfless. I am trying to rid the universe of his tyranny...”.

“Oh, and not mine? What, am I not good enough for you? Is he just soooo much better than me?”, Starscream scoffed, rolling his optics.

“What...?”, Jetfire gasped, looking more confused than Starscream had ever seen him.

“Oh, oh! I think I understand! I think Starscream likes you, and is jealous!”, Teletraan-X finally spoke up after a long time being silent.

“WHAT?!”, both mechs screamed at the same time.

“J-Jealous?! Hahahaha! What the frag have I got to be jealous of?!”, Starscream growled.

“I mean, seems you want to be my arch enemy instead of Sky-Byte”, Jetfire shrugged.

“Tch, no! I already said I just want us to be friends again”, the seeker stated, turning his head away in a huff, as he crossed his arms.

“And the part about liking me...?”.

Starscream’s optics bulged, as he’d almost forgotten about that part...

“I-I-! Haha! Pfftt, what? Tch, you’re seriously going to listen to an AI about my feelings? He’s a terrible therapist, let me tell you. He doesn’t know the first thing about emotions...”.

“That’s not true- and I cannot lie. I have programming code that can-”.

“Shut up, you!”, Starscream snapped, stomping his pede on the floor like an angry bitling, and Jetfire only rolled his optics in response.

“Listen, Jetfire... to me. I wanted us, so badly, to... do what we’d always wanted to do. I wanted you by my side... that’s all! I never wanted... this!”, Starscream tried to convince him, but at this point, Jetfire just looked sorry for him.

“Don’t lie to me Starscream- I can see straight through it. I always have been able to. You would have wanted me by your side for a time... but only to use me for your own gain”.

“That’s not true!”, the seeker yelled, going in to grab at the bars, to get close to the one who he had loved... still loved... the mech that got away... just to look into his optics to show him how untrue it was...

But when he grabbed them, he forgot that they were not normal jail bars, and Starscream got electrocuted. He yelled at the top of his vocal capacitor, and fell backwards onto the floor with a thud.

Jetfire gasped, then hissed, closing one optic, cringing, knowing how much that must have hurt. It really was pitiful seeing Starscream like this.

They were once so close... and now, their relationship had been reduced to this. It hurt Jetfire as well, but he had so many walls over his spark now.

“Hgh... urgh, frag... J-Jet... please. I’m so tired of this... I tried to tell you all of this, but you would never listen!”, Starscream began to say.

“You have, and always will be... my only friend. No one... has ever compared to you. I’ve never cared for anyone more...”, he confessed.

He wouldn’t admit his true feelings. He knew he never could. But finally being able to tell him this was quite a relief. Yet, it wasn’t enough.

“And you were once my only friend too. But I saw the warning signs... and got away for my own safety. You have tried to kill me many a time. You don’t care... I know you don’t”.

Starscream winced. It seemed that nothing he would say could convince Jetfire. All he’d wanted was his attention. And now he had it, it was too late. The damage had been done, and his feelings would never be reciprocated.

Coolant broke over the edges of his optics, threatening to fall... but Starscream wouldn’t let it. He was done being vulnerable.

He snarled, stood up, crossed his arms, and once again faced away from his love interest.

“Fine! Believe what you want. I don’t know why you’re still here, anyway. Go back to chasing that stupid jellyfish!”, he spat.

“Unfortunately, I can’t do that at the moment”, Jetfire told him.

“And why not?”.

“As much as it pains me to say it, I got the short end of the stick, and I am to be your watcher for the next few days”, Jetfire admitted.

“Pft, oh great! Now there’s optics on me all the time, along with this stupid, fake therapy unit trying to make me better!”, the seeker yelled.

“Hey, that’s not very nice... How can I trust you if you’re going to say things like that about me?”, Teletraan-X moped.

“He’s the least trustworthy person in the universe...”, Jetfire shook his helm.

Starscream put his face in his hands. Maybe he wouldn’t be that way if he hadn’t been lied to so much, used, betrayed, used as a fragging punching bag. Always just trying to survive, and gain the advantage to get what he wanted.

He never saw any other way. But Jetfire was the only one he’d ever been truthful with. The only one he ever allowed in. And Jetfire repaid him by abandoning him, and breaking his spark.

“Just gonna stand there all day and watch me from the back?”, Starscream asked, wiggling his hips just to torment him.

“No, I can watch you from the door. But I came in to make sure you were here. And...”, Jetfire went to say, and Starscream noticed the sound of him opening his subspace.

This got the seeker’s attention. He couldn’t help but turn around and peak at what Jetfire was getting out. What he saw was a box in the shuttle’s hands.

“I actually wanted to give you these”.

Interesting. He couldn’t help himself, despite being angry. He turned around and walked up to the bars, and stared down at the box.

“The frag is it?”, he asked.

But he got the shock of his life when Jetfire opened it. His face went slack from shock, and his spark skipped a beat.

It was a box... full of his favourite energon candies. Of which, he thought were not even made anymore. The shop that sold them was destroyed in the war. And... the owner was believed to be gone, too.

He and Jetfire always used to go to that shop to get them. They were the best kind around. How the frag... did Jetfire have these...?

“I know what you’re thinking”, the shuttle stated.

“I got these a long time ago, and have kept them preserved. I never got the chance to give them to you until now”, he said, and very carefully handed them to the seeker between the bars.

“I-I... h-how the-?! B-But, why?! Why not just throw them away?!”, he gasped once he had them.

“Honestly, I don’t know”, Jetfire rubbed the back of his helm, bashfully.

“But having them... just brought back memories. Keeping them... reminded me of the good times. Before everything went wrong. I didn’t want to eat them, because if I did, I might forget when we were happy”, he explained.

“But I need to move on, but throwing them away would be awful. There’s no more like it now... but they were your favourite. I hate you so much... but. Maybe you’d get some happiness out of it as well”.

Starscream didn’t move for a moment. He wanted to throw the candies away... and instead, kiss him. He wanted nothing more. That would make him happy. Because this was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for him in millions of years.

“What would make me happy... is us being friends again”, he told the shuttle, softly, with a tone he never used anymore...

The tone would have been used to speak to Jetfire in the softest way during their times together. But despite that, Jetfire just leaned in close, with a very stern look in his optics.

“Never gonna happen”, he told him, nailing the coffin, as he turned and walked away, out of the room after that, leaving Starscream alone.

And at that point, the seeker finally allowed the coolant in his optics to fall...

-----

Starscream had never felt more pathetic in his life. He was sat at the bottom of the small, makeshift berth he had in his jail cell. Not on it- literally sat at the side of it on the floor, leaning against it, as he ate the energon candies Jetfire gave him.

He’d be enjoying them a lot more... if coolant tears didn’t keep getting in the box.

Here he was, crying over his lost love- one who did not return his feelings. Trying to savour the sweets, as there was never going to be any more. But how he could he enjoy them, when his spark hurt so much? This was the worst day ever...

“You seem very sad...”, Teletraan-X spoke up suddenly, making Starscream jump.

“Wow, what gave it away?”, the seeker spoke with sarcasm.

“You do love him, don’t you?”, Teletraan-X asked, making Starscream jump again.

“O-Of course not! He was just my friend...”.

“But you wanted it to be more. You still do”.

“What does it matter now?! He hates me!”, Starscream yelled.

“I do not think Jetfire hates you”.

“Are you deaf as well as stupid? He literally said it himself that he does”, the seeker snapped.

“And yet, he gave you your favourite energon candies instead of throwing them away. I don’t think someone who would hate another person would do that for them”.

Starscream sniffed, wiped coolant from his optics, and mused. Perhaps Teletraan-X was right there. It did seem rather bizarre. If he hated him, why not just throw them in his face as an act of spite?

It didn’t make much sense, but... Jetfire couldn’t love him back, either. That was more of an impossibility than anything.

“Again, what does it matter? He won’t ever feel the same way...”, the seeker moped.

“Oh, so you admit you love him?”.

There was a long, very stagnant pause, but the silence was deafening. He had never admitted it to anyone but himself, and never out loud. But for the first time, he did not deny it... and spoke it.

“Yes”.

“That is a wonderful step in the right direction! And quite a big one, too. Admitting that to yourself, and me is a huge leap for your character! Now, all you have to do it admit it to him”.

“Are you fragging insane?!”, Starscream yelled.

“I already said he won’t feel the same way! He might not hate me, but he definitely doesn’t love me!”.

“And yet, sometimes, we often hide our true feelings by saying things we don’t mean. Just like you have, many times”, Teletraan-X pointed out.

“I-!”, Starscream went to argue, but... he couldn’t.

Again, Teletraan was right, but... he couldn’t believe Jetfire felt the same way.

Not in a billion years...

“T-That doesn’t mean anything! Besides, I think I’d know. I tried so hard to give hints when we were friends... but he never gave me any”.

“You gave hints... but he never caught on...?”.

“I... I don’t know. He never said, but. Well... I would have admitted it. But the day I was going to, was the same day he abandoned me. He told me he wanted nothing to do with me, basically just before”, Starscream admitted.

“Everything from that day forward has always seemed like an extended rejection to me...”.

“Well, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like you back. Maybe he was just hurt because the one he loved went down such a dark path. Maybe going after Sky-Byte for so long has just been a good distraction for him. You won’t know unless you ask~”, Teletraan-X sang.

“I don’t think he’d tell me even if I did. And even if he did feel the same way, he still wouldn’t want to be with me. I’m a Decepticon, remember?”, Starscream scoffed.

“All the more motivation for you to keep going with our therapy sessions, so you may get better, and be a better person again! Then, he may forgive you, and you could have a chance!”.

“URGH!”, Starscream growled, throwing the rest of the candies across the room in anger.

“But I want to be the leader of the Decepticons, and have Jetfire!”.

“I think in this scenario, you need to make a choice...”, Teletraan-X gave him a hard pill to swallow.

“Frag my fragging life!”, Starscream cried, standing up and punching a wall.

“I don’t wanna do this anymore! Leave me alone for the rest of the night. I just want to recharge now”, he snapped, trying not to cry again.

“Okay... if that is what you wish. But before I go, I want to say you did well. It’s not easy to admit all of these things. I’m proud of you!”, Teletraan-X praised him, before shutting down, and the lights in the cell.

Starscream took a heavy in-vent and out-vent. He stared out of the jail bars, through the room and to the door. It was large, heavy, and bolted. And he knew Jetfire was out there. Behind the door, guarding him.

Hopefully due to the thick door and walls, nothing he’d said had been heard by him. He looked over to the candies he’d thrown in anger, all over the floor and ruined.

Why was he like this...? Why did he have to frag everything up, and ruin everything good he had...?

He would always get so close to happiness and glory... and then like sand, it would so easily slip through his fingers, so fast...

He held his helm in his hands again, trying not to burst into tears, trying to calm down. He needed to rest, and stop thinking about this.

Jetfire would never love him, and he needed to accept that. Yet, when he did lay down into his little berth... he could not recharge. No matter how hard he tried to shut his systems down for the night, he just couldn’t.

He kept looking towards the door, over and over. A few days Jetfire would be watching over him. What absolute torture. To have the mech he so very much desired just... hanging around his cell, watching. So intently, so intensely, so he wouldn’t escape.

What lengths would he go to, to ensure he wouldn’t escape? He knew it was wrong, but his processor began to entertain so many different scenarios... many of which, not innocent in any way.

Perhaps Jetfire would storm into his cell just wanting to punish Starscream... by grabbing his helm, pushing him down, bending him over the berth and taking out his frustrations on him?

Maybe Starscream would promise to be good, if he got a good interface from him? Perhaps he could tease and torment Jetfire when he next comes in here by giving him a show?

Frag, he really was depraved, and so very starved of interface...

When was the last time he got a good frag? Or, even overloaded in general? Too long, he thought. Too damn long.

He hadn’t been alone, or safe enough in a while to self-service, and so much longer since anyone wanted to get into the berth with him.

He groaned with frustration. Maybe this was the best time to do so. Maybe getting out this tension would help him recharge.

Starscream went over to the curtain that the berth luckily provided, and slid it around so that he was now hidden from the world. All of the fantasises he’d just thought about had already made his plating hot, and his valve wet.

He slid his panelling back, sighing when he felt his lips hit cool air. He didn’t waste any time. But despite that, he wanted to take it slow, gentle, and build it up... and savour this, as he did not know when his next opportunity would be.

He slid his middle finger on his right hand down to rub his small, brightly coloured red outer node, moaning softly as soon as it made contact.

Finally.

He really had needed this...

He bit his lip as he rubbed it in very soft, slow circles to begin with. Oh, that felt so delicious. His hips canted upwards from just the smallest contact, feeling himself clench on nothing.

He softly moaned, already feeling his faceplates go a bright blue. The little slick noises as he rubbed himself were embarrassing. He prayed no one could hear. That no one would come in to check on him.

Because frag, he was sensitive. So long since he’d felt pleasure, he guessed he may not last long once he got serious. So, he decided to try and take his time. He would hate to overload too fast- he wanted to enjoy this.

“Ahh, Jetfire...”, he moaned quietly, unable to help himself.

He had said the shuttle’s name so many times when pleasuring himself. So many times. But this time? It was different. And would lead to something so very unexpected.

Starscream had told Teletraan-X to go away, shut down, and leave him alone for the night. And half of that was true- he would have left him alone.

But he had not done all of what had been asked of him- he was indeed, still online. And listening. And hearing him say Jetfire’s name in such a way, he soon caught on to what was happening behind the curtain.

And it gave Teletraan-X quite the idea...

-----

Jetfire sighed with longing, as he scrolled through his datapad. He had nothing to do but stand around, on watch... so what was he to do?

Read romantic, erotic stories- that’s what.

A little guilty pleasure he liked to indulge in, every now and again, that he’d tell no one about.

He was enjoying the one he was reading at current... but there was a pang in his spark. A painful one.

He wished to be part of something like that. Be in a scenario similar to the one he was reading.

He wanted to be one of the characters in this... and the other character, of whom he would be romantically involved with? Well... he wished that person... to be the person of whom he was guarding.

Nobody understood. Nobody would ever understand. No one should ever find out. But he felt like he’d been pining after Starscream for as long as time itself.

It pained him more than anything that they couldn’t be together. It wasn’t possible. Starscream only wanted to use him for his own gain. Starscream only wanted him to further his own ambition. And once his usefulness would run out, he’d kill Jetfire. The shuttle was sure of it.

Starscream wouldn’t ever want him like that. He said to him he wanted to be his friend again, but Jetfire saw through the lie.

At the start of their friendship, things were great. They hung out constantly. They went to the same academy together. They were stuck together like glue, at all times. He fell for the seeker fast. But was always hesitant to admit his feelings and confess.

He was ex-Vosian royalty after all, and so very beautiful. So very out of his league, therefore always too afraid to say something.

But... then the warning signs began. His arrogance... his narcissism... his rudeness... his anger and superiority complex. It was so unlike Starscream to suddenly become that way... he didn’t understand.

He saw so many bots (pretty much every other bot) as beneath him. Then talks of war and uprising happened, and he was showing sympathy to the side everyone knew was the bad one.

And the seeker always said, ‘we could accomplish great things together’, and would talk about Jetfire’s genius, his superior flight abilities and frame, and amazing strength.

Huge alarm bells rang through the shuttle’s processor. Starscream was no longer the friend he’d known for so many cycles.

And yet, despite that, and despite ending their friendship... he still yearned for the seeker, more than he ever had for anyone in his existence.

He should hate him, like he’d told him he did. But that was a fragging lie. He should completely despise him, and should have fallen out of love with him ages ago. Yet, for some reason, Jetfire couldn’t.

He was the one always so quick to remind Starscream that they were no longer friends... but it was mainly to remind himself. Remind himself that the Starscream he knew was gone, so shouldn’t pine after him.

Because he was all those awful things he’d said- a liar, untrustworthy, manipulative, a user, an abuser... and so on. Yet the desire in his spark had not faded.

Why?

He didn’t understand it himself... but he knew that would always be the state of things. Always yearning, pining, and lusting after a bot he could never have. It was his fate... and it was nice to have Sky-Byte in the form of an arch enemy, just so he didn’t go after Starscream instead.

He needed to focus on the shark... not on the ethereal beauty he wanted more than peace itself that was behind the door he was stood at...

He turned his attention back to the romance story he was reading, but... soon, an odd comm popped up on his HUD. A private message... from Teletraan-X. How odd...

But then, suddenly he realised what this could mean.

“Scrap!”, he immediately accepted it, and Teletraan-X commed him after.

“Hello Jetfire! Are you busy?”, the AI asked him.

“No- is this about Starscream? Has he escaped?!”, Jetfire asked frantically.

“No, no! Well, it is about Starscream though”.

“Please tell me he hasn’t done anything nefarious”.

“Not at all! It’s just... well. I need to speak to you about him. The conversation you two had earlier intrigued me. I think there’s more to your relationship. Tell me... have you ever had any romantic interest in him?”, Teletraan-X asked on the other end of the line, and Jetfire nearly blew a fuse.

“W-What...?! Romantic interest... i-in Starscream? HA! You have got to be joking!”, he laughed, but the AI could see straight through it.

“Hmm, I don’t believe that. But the thing is... ah, I shouldn’t really be saying this. Confidentiality as a therapist is so important, and I shouldn’t be telling anyone what happened during our sessions, but...”.

There was a small pause... and what Teletraan-X said next nearly made Jetfire drop his datapad.

“He admitted he’s always had romantic interest in you”.

“B-By the... Primes!”, Jetfire gasped, immediately feeling his spark skip multiple beats, sensing his knee joints wobble...

“Y-You’re... messing with me. You have to be!”.

“Remember- I cannot-”.

“Cannot lie, yes, I know”, Jetfire huffed, but that still didn’t make this scenario any more believable...

“But I don’t understand... how that can be possible”.

“I can show you the footage if you still don’t believe me”.

Frag it. If it was all true... maybe this was finally his chance. Maybe Starscream hadn’t been lying after all, when he’d said he only desired them to be friends again.

Maybe he wanted that because he wanted their old times back... when they were close... before it all went wrong. Maybe they’d secretly been pining after each other, this whole time.

And Jetfire had not seen it, due to fear, anxiety, and the genuine worry he would only be used.

He did not quite understand everything right now... but he’d figure everything out later. He wanted to know... if he did indeed have a chance, all this time.

“Yes...”, Jetfire finally replied, and Teletraan-X sent him the footage.

And in front of his optics, he saw the seeker, talking to the AI. The AI asking if Starscream did love him. And after a drawn-out pause, Starscream said ‘yes’.

In the most genuine tone Jetfire had ever heard from him. That, along with his incredibly sad facial expression... confirmed it.

“Primus...”, Jetfire whispered softly to himself, in so much shock he was beginning to shake.

“There you have it! So, what will you do with this information? Do you feel the same way?”, Teletraan-X asked.

Jetfire sighed, heavily. He turned to the door he was guarding, and put his hand against it. It was time to take his chance...

“Yes, I do...”.

“Excellent! I knew you were not being truthful earlier. This is a wondrous opportunity! You can help Starscream probably better than I ever could. I had a feeling that if you two confessed to each other, you may be able to help him down his road to redemption!”.

“Yeah, yeah... redemption, whatever. That comes later. Do excuse me, Teletraan. Please... leave me and Starscream alone for a while... Do not let anyone else in here...”, Jetfire asked of him.

“Oh, oh, wait!”, the AI spoke, seemingly panicked and nervous.

“I-I wouldn’t go in there right now, if I were you. S-Starscream is... is... uhm. I only decided to tell you of all of this because... he’s. Oh, how do I put this...? He’s self-servicing right now, and said your name while doing it”.

Jetfire’s optics bulged out of his helm, almost comically from that piece of information.

‘Perfect...’, he thought to himself.

“Oh... I see. Well... what I said, stands. Leave us... until I come back out”, he ordered.

“Oh! Okay!”, Teletraan almost seemed to gasp, catching on to what was about to happen.

Jetfire took one last in-vent, and out-vent for courage. He had been waiting for this moment for literally millions of years. He better not frag this up. But it was now, or never.

Time to cease the opportunity that had presented itself. Time to finally make Starscream his...

-----

“A-Ah... oooh, frag... mm!”, Starscream continued to moan as he rubbed himself, having many lewd images of Jetfire flash into his mind as he did so.

He hadn’t been at this too long, but he was dragging this out. It felt amazing, just rubbing his alterior node. Taking it slow... knowing he wouldn’t last long at all until he overloaded once he got to the good bit.

He was about to go and dip a finger inside, until... the noise of a beep, and a sliding sound after that, indicated to him that the door to where he was residing had been unlocked... and was opening.

Immediately, he stopped... frozen in place. He held his vents, being as quiet as possible. He had no idea who had just entered, and he knew he needed to pretend to be in recharge until alone.

But when the door beeped to indicate it locking... he was worried his chance had vanished.

Who had come in? Who had Jetfire let inside? Despite loving him, he’d rip his head off for this tomorrow...

However, as it turns out... it was actually Jetfire himself that had entered his small living space.

“Starscream...? I need to talk to you”.

His voice rumbled around the room, making the seeker’s still exposed array clench around nothing. This was the worst time for him to come in...

The seeker said nothing. He was going to close his panels, pretend to be asleep until the shuttle left... but it seemed he wouldn’t be doing that.

“It’s important. Please. I can tell you’re awake”.

How the frag did he know?!

Fine... if it would make him shut up, and leave, he’d entertain Jetfire.

The seeker sighed with an annoyed groan at the end, closing himself up, very quickly wiping the juices off of himself, before opening the curtains slowly.

He was glad it was dark in here right now, or Jetfire might be able to detect his still slightly flushed faceplates.

“Urgh, I was trying to recharge. Thanks soooo much for disturbing that. The frag do you want?!”, he snapped.

Jetfire however, was stood there... just beyond the bars of his prison. Staring at him so intensely... but he also looked sad at the same time. It was really weird...

They glared at each other in the optics for a while. Starscream annoyed as frag he’d been disturbed, but... Jetfire was looking at him with what seemed like pity, and... something else the seeker couldn’t quite place.

“Will you spit it out already?!”.

Jetfire sighed at this... and came closer, just ever so slightly, so they weren’t all that far apart at all... and finally spoke.

“I wanted to... apologise”, he stated... and Starscream thought a part of his processor had malfunctioned when he’d heard that.

There was silence once again, as Starscream stared at him in shock.

All before letting out a very soft, “What?”.

“I came in here to apologise”, Jetfire clarified, and the seeker’s faceplates before him contorted into great confusion, and disbelief.

He looked at Jetfire like he’d just spoken to him in a completely different language.

“E-Excuse me... You... what?”, he snapped this time, much louder.

“Urgh, earlier... I was out of line”, Jetfire stated, hanging his head in shame.

“I was... unnecessarily harsh, and didn’t mean some of the things I said. So... I apologise”.

Starscream blinked with amazement as his optics widened greatly. This couldn’t be real. No one apologised to him. Not unless they were only trying to apologise out of fear for their lives.

But for a genuine apology like this... from Jetfire... It shocked him to his very core, and he could not understand what could possibly prompt him to do so...

“W-Why...? I don’t understand...”.

“Because... this whole thing, right here? We’re meant to be helping you...”, Jetfire said, gesturing to his prison.

“And I wasn’t helping you at all. I could have made things worse... I wanted to rectify my mistake. I’m sorry... I didn’t mean it”, the shuttle almost seemed to sulk.

“Didn’t mean what exactly...?”, Starscream dared to ask, wondering where this was going...

“Specifically, that I hate you”, Jetfire revealed.

“Because I don’t”.

“I-I-!”, Starscream stammered, never being so shocked in his life.

Was he dreaming? Had he actually fallen into recharge after all? Embarrassing he’d done so mid-masturbation session, but... this was crazy. He was looking at Jetfire with amazement.

“You... Y-You don’t...?”, Starscream asked with a soft, gentle, almost sceptical and afraid tone, feeling so unsure of it all...

“No, I don’t. Not at all. Sure, I am upset and angry with you for everything... But I don’t hate you. Not like I do Sky-Byte. I never have, even if I tried to hate you. I just couldn’t...”, the shuttle confessed.

“I... Jetfire, I-I... I don’t know what to say...”, the seeker stammered, in complete disbelief, as he lowered his head, feeling too embarrassed to look the one he loved in the optics.

It was a relief to find this out... but he knew it was the most he could hope for. He accepted his apology, of course... he just wished this was something more.

He wished Jetfire could say something like ‘I don’t hate you- in fact, I actually love you’. But that was never going to happen...

“You don’t have to say anything. And I know sometimes apologising with words isn’t enough...”.

“I-It is!”, Starscream perked up; his wings hiking high.

“Trust me- I forgive you! It... makes me happy you’ve said this...”, Starscream told him, bashfully rubbing the back of his neck.

“Well... I’m glad of that”, Jetfire smiled sweetly- in a way that made Starscream’s spark skip a beat.

He hadn’t seen Jetfire smile like that in a long time...

“But... I still want to apologise with actions”.

“Huh?! I... I don’t understand. How could you possibly do that...? Oh! Are you... gonna set me free?”, Starscream cocked an optic ridge.

Jetfire let out a very hearty laugh, before stifling himself with his hand, continuing to chuckle for a moment.

“Ahh... just like you to ask something like that. But uh, no. I can’t do that in good conscience. I still want you to get the help you need... But I think what I have planned is a good place to... start your road to recovery, so to speak”, the shuttle smirked, in a very odd way Starscream hadn’t seen him do before...

He’d seen Jetfire smirk in so many ways. Mostly when he was proud, or cocky.

But this was quite a... devious smirk. It was foreign for him to see from his old friend. But it wasn’t devious in a bad way. It was almost quite sexy.

Starscream hadn’t long since come from his masturbation session, so... such a thing made him very hot, honestly. His body was very easily susceptible to his charm, and it awoke the horny part of his processor once more.

“U-Uhm... well... I-I don’t know what else you could do... since you already gave me those energon candies...”, Starscream stammered, feeling very confused... and turned on from Jetfire’s tone.

“That you’ve thrown all over the floor...”.

Starscream gasped, looking behind him, seeing the candies he’d thrown earlier in anger. He’d totally forgotten about them...

“Oh, I’m so sorry! I ate most of them, I promise! I just... had a moment of anger. I was so upset by the whole situation. I really regret it...”.

“It’s alright...”, Jetfire assured him, with a very soft and sweet tone of voice.

“I intend on giving you something a lot better than that”.

Starscream looked up at him, intrigued... not understanding what was going to happen, or what the shuttle planned... but he was very open to whatever Jetfire had in store for him...

Unless...

“A-Are... you going to be my friend again...? Because... I am sure that will definitely help with my rehabilitation”, the seeker beamed.

“Hmm... actually... something a little more than that~”.

Starscream totally stalled. Every part of him did. His face basically just screamed ‘what the frag?’. His whole frame went tense. Heat and hope rushed through him like a raging waterfall.

Did he just... hear what he... thought he did...?

“M-More... than... that...? J-Jetfire... I-I... I’m afraid I don’t follow...”, he stammered, not wanting to assume or anything, so he had to know for certain what his old friend was planning.

Jetfire merely smirked... and walked up to a little console on the side of the wall. It turned up the lighting in the room, but only a bit. Just enough so that they could see what they were doing, and so that the only light in the room wasn’t just from the energon bars anymore.

It was soft lighting... gentle, almost like it was trying to portray a romantic mood. He had no idea the lights had such settings in this room, but... Jetfire knew just what to do with them.

Then, pulled out what looked like a little remote from his subspace.

“You’ll understand in a moment... Feel free to turn me down if you’d like”, Jetfire told him, pressing a button on the controller...

In that moment, more energon bars appeared- but they were behind Jetfire. Then, he clicked another button... and the ones in front of him- the ones separating him and Starscream- vanished.

It was a way to get him inside of the cell so that Starscream could not escape. They were now both inside of it. The new space had given Starscream that extra 4%... but it wasn’t the vent he’d previously intended on escaping out of that he was now looking at.

He didn’t even think about it. He was only focused... on the fact Jetfire was now here, in the cell with him, without any barriers, right in front of him.

And what he’d said before he’d done this rang little alert bells in his processor. Saying he was allowed... to turn him down.

What... what was Jetfire going to do... that Starscream could say no to...?!

Before he could even wonder about what it could be for a moment longer... he got his answer. It was the last thing the seeker expected, and it further made him believe he was dreaming.

Jetfire very suddenly, since he got no indication of fear or hesitation from Starscream after his actions, strode up towards him with purpose. Coming right towards him... and backing Starscream up against a wall.

The seeker squeaked when he did feel the wall hit his wings and spinal strut, but suddenly gasped as he looked up to see Jetfire trapping him... looming over Starscream, making him feel tiny.

And it... really, really did things to him. Mainly make the heat between his legs bloom twice as strong as before.

Starscream gawked up at him with awe, feeling his faceplates burn. And the shuttle smirked. In the same way he had earlier that had confused Starscream, but stronger.

There was so much deviance in it... so much charm... so much sex.

Everything suddenly... made sense. Pieces fell into place. Realisation of what was going on soon hit him- but he hardly had any time to process it all, before being swept off his pedes- literally.

Jetfire leaned down, and picked Starscream up. Hauled him from the floor by his outer thighs, and lifted him up against the wall. He held onto his aft so he could be perfectly secure, and the seeker squeaked loudly from surprise... and deep arousal.

He... he couldn’t believe this was happening! He had to be dreaming, right?! He’d always wanted this... for so long. How could this be real?! Jetfire didn’t want him... he’d never wanted him, so... what the frag?!

“J-Jetfire?!”, he gasped with confusion, not understanding why this was happening, what was going on, if this was some kind of plot or... whatever.

He had been told he needed to trust and be trusted... but how could he trust this? The thing he’d wanted for millions of years, finally happening?

Jetfire looking at him with... with... WANT!

That’s what it was. The stare he’d not been able to identify. It was want... it was adoration... it was lust... it was longing... it was need!

Jetfire wanted him... and... Starscream had no idea how to respond!

Jetfire couldn’t fake something like this. Jetfire couldn’t be as cruel as to trick him like this. Many things may have changed over the years, but he knew Jetfire wouldn’t do something that horrible to him.

So, seriously... what the frag?!

He was holding the seeker tightly... staring into his optics... with so much yearning. With a question hanging on them, as they glowed, so strikingly. Held him close... and Starscream knew with his amazing strength, Jetfire would never drop him.

He was secure... and he was safe. It was such a wonderful feeling. One he didn’t think he’d ever felt. Not all at once. To be safe, to be secure... and to be wanted.

It was so strange... and so powerful. His spark beating faster than at any point in his existence. Even faster than when Megatron chased him down, and killed him.

Being held up like this, against the wall, in anticipation... was so, so much more exhilarating. Got his energon pumping more than the prospect of death.

But the question within Jetfire’s optics still loomed... and Starscream was soon to understand what he was trying to ask.

The seeker was in so much shock up until this point that he didn’t quite realise how close they were. So focused on the burning sensation of the shuttle’s glare, he hadn’t realised where the glare was directed to.

It had been at his own optics for a moment, but right now? His optics were on Starscream’s lips... and the question was one of permission.

His helm softly tilted... and their lip plates only an inch apart. The realisation of what this was... what he was asking... made Starscream’s spark skip a beat.

Jetfire had said earlier he was free to say no. To turn him down. He understood now. And how in the name of Primus... could he ever turn this- the thing he’d wanted for millions of years- down...?

He trembled... and locked his legs around Jetfire to make sure that he stayed put.

He didn’t keep Jetfire waiting any longer. He couldn’t wait any longer himself. His excitement got the better of him, and he rushed into this quicker than he’d like to admit... but resisting was not an option.

He smashed his lips onto Jetfire’s own, in the hardest, neediest, most passionate kiss of his life. Locking his legs around him, and pulling him in by the back of his helm. There was a loud smooching sound as the seeker whimpered- optic ridges furrowing with love and disbelief.

Jetfire would smile if he could- but his lip plates were at current, totally being held hostage. But he sighed none the less... equally as thrilled as Starscream was.

Starscream sucked his lips harshly, coming off with an audial pop, about to go back in for another... but Jetfire beat him to it, and kissed him in a way that had the seeker’s engines purring.

Aiming for his bottom lip plate, and sucking, and then going to the top one, and then both in a chaste way... alternating between different kinds of kisses, just so he could explore Starscream’s lips in as many ways as possible...

The jet within Jetfire’s arms whimpered more and more, almost sobbing with happiness, allowing his lover to do as he pleased, wondering how any of this could be possible...

Jetfire stopped messing around soon, and went in for a harder kiss- his larger mouth almost swallowing Starscream’s own, and their faceplates lit up together brightly. Sucking noises began to echo around the room, as Jetfire practically ate his face off- but in the most passionate way possible.

The seeker was whining, trying to hold back tears of joy. He felt so pathetic... and didn’t want to show it. But the desperate noises he was making betrayed him.

He was holding onto Jetfire like a lifeline, and shaking. He was showing Jetfire exactly how much he wanted this, without even intending to.

It was so beautiful... it made the shuttle quite emotional at the effect he had on his old friend. If only he’d known how Starscream had felt all this time... then so many things could have been different.

They began to make out, sucking each other’s lips, both of them beginning to moan softly into their actions, as Jetfire’s hands explored up the bottom of Starscream’s thighs. He trembled from the touch, feeling himself get so much more excited than before.

His array getting so hot... eager to open up, and finish the job he’d started earlier. But, no... he couldn’t do that. He didn’t want to come across as some... deviant.

He had no idea how far Jetfire wanted to go with this... so he ignored all the pops ups demanding he opened his panels, completely dismissing them.

That said, when glossa was soon added to the kiss, it became very hard to do so. Jetfire’s glossa was very skilled, wrapping around his own like he was trying to own it.

He trembled more, whining deep from his voicalizer, as Jetfire caressed his aft... and coolant pooled at the edges of his optics. This was so intense... and he didn’t know if he’d ever felt more turned on.

Their kiss was getting so vigorous and heated, as their venting became ragged. You could hear their ventilation systems whirr loudly, trying to cool themselves down.

Jetfire’s glossa dominated Starscream’s mouth so easily- a lot easier than he expected it to. He didn’t expect the seeker to give in so easily. To hand over control, and submit. Starscream was not the kind of mech to do that.

But for Jetfire? He submitted with pleasure. And it gave the shuttle many ideas he hoped to utilise tonight...

After just another minute of this intense make-out session, Jetfire finally pulled away, slowly... disconnecting them by slowly sliding his glossa out of Starscream’s eager mouth, which made him whine with disappointment.

But Jetfire did not intend on making that disappointment last. He didn’t want Starscream to lose interest, so wasted no time at all, as he dove into the seeker’s neck.

It was a move that startled him- it was unexpected, but not unwelcome. Starscream sighed and tilted his head to give his lover better access. His wings fluttered with happiness- it began to feel slightly breezy around them because of it.

As Jetfire began to lick and kiss at different components on Starscream’s neck, the seeker was whispering softly to himself, “I’m dreaming, I’m dreaming, I’m dreaming”, with each action.

How sweet. It made the shuttle’s spark soar. Starscream had wanted this so much, and was enjoying it so much, he was finding it hard to believe it was all real...

That just proved to Jetfire how much Starscream liked him, and that Teletraan-X hadn’t been lying. He needed to find more proof of such, though...

“You’re not dreaming, Star...”, Jetfire whispered into his audial, giving it a passionate, hard lick from the bottom, to the top.

Starscream gasped, making his vocalizer glitch for a moment, raking his sharp fingertips down Jetfire’s shoulders. That was quite the sensitive spot, apparently...

“I-I-I-I have to be! J-Jetfire... what has gotten i-into you?!”, the seeker gasped.

“Nothing has gotten into me”, he stated, nibbling at the vents on the sides of Starscream’s helm, causing him to let out a breathy moan.

“But I’d quite like to get into you~”.

Starscream gasped again at the admission, and gasped louder when Jetfire bit into one of his main energon lines in his neck, drawing a little bit of liquid out from it.

Frag, he loved a bit of pain in the berthroom... and made sure to let Jetfire know this, by revving his engine and caressing the back of the shuttle’s own wings.

Jetfire let out his own moan. Flier’s wings were sensitive, no matter what the frame type. He lapped up the energon he’d drawn from Starscream’s neck, and rubbed his panelling into Starscream’s, grinding, becoming very aware of how hot their arrays were...

As Starscream keened and arched his back, Jetfire looked down... and saw, not only fresh slick leaking from the seams of his panels... but small dried stains as well. That would be suspicious to anyone else. But Jetfire knew exactly why those old stains were there.

He chuckled, licking his lips...

“My, my... I expected all this liquid out of you, but... why are there some dried stains on your thighs, Star...? That doesn’t make any sense...”, he teased.

“W-Wha...? I-I... I don’t know...”, Starscream lied, and Jetfire tutted with disappointment.

“Shouldn’t we be learning to trust each other...? I know you’re not telling the truth...”, Jetfire smirked, and leaned into Starscream’s audial to whisper.

“You weren’t trying to recharge earlier at all... were you...?”.

“S-Shut up!”, Starscream snapped.

Again- how the frag did he know?!

“No wonder you took so long to respond to me... Did I catch you? Interrupt you? I apologise if so...”.

“Please... please shut up”, Starscream whimpered, never feeling so embarrassed before... hiding his face into Jetfire’s chassis.

“Hey, it’s alright... no need to be ashamed. Hmm... were you thinking of me...?”, Jetfire asked, purring in delight.

“Hmm... yes”, the seeker softly whispered, and the admission made the shuttle’s engine roar even harder.

“Frag... really...? Oh, wow... Well, to apologise for interrupting you... would you like me to help finish you off...?”.

The seeker gasped once more- this time from shock. Was Jetfire going to frag him?! Oh please... let that be so. This better not be a dream right now. His body had craved Jetfire’s spike for so long. Always wondering how it would feel.

“Y-Yes!”, he gasped happily, feeling tremors zap through him from excitement and anticipation.

“Yes, what?”, Jetfire asked, wanting Starscream to be polite.

This whole thing was about helping him. Hopefully he’d be able to teach the seeker a few lessons along the way...

“Y-Yes... p-please...”, Starscream stammered quietly.

He was embarrassed he was having to ask in such a way... but at this point, he would do anything to get Jetfire to spike him.

“Good mech...”, Jetfire purred, and the praise made Starscream throb behind his panelling.

“Just do as I ask, and I promise I’ll make you feel amazing...”.

“Yes... yes, I-I’ll do anything!”, the seeker spluttered out quickly, and desperately.

Jetfire smirked, almost evilly. That was exactly what he wanted to hear...

“Okay, sweetspark... open up for me~”.

Starscream did so without question. There had been so many pop ups asking for permission to do so anyway. He finally allowed it- and he had gushed so much lubricant during this, that some of it dribbled and splatted onto the floor beneath them.

“Frag, Star... how much?!”, Jetfire teased, giggling at seeing how eager his lover was...

“D-Do you... have any i-idea... how long... I’ve wanted this for...?”.

“Hm... no...”, Jetfire smirked, rubbing circles into the seeker’s hips, as he leaned down to kiss his cockpit, causing Starscream to tense up and tremble.

“I don’t. But feel free to tell me...”, Jetfire chuckled, teasing at some transformation seams, not touching Starscream where he wanted it just yet.

“It’s been a really long fragging time, okay?!”, the seeker snapped with impatience.

“Even very early on, into our friendship... I wanted you...”, he confessed.

“Hmmm... same here”, Jetfire admitted, very happy they could finally tell each other such things.

To reward the seeker for confessing such a thing, he finally slid a hand down in-between the seeker’s legs, keeping him steady with his other arm, while Starscream clung to him tightly so he wouldn’t fall.

But that said hand finally was met with the seeker’s valve, cupping it and caressing the deeply wet folds. Starscream jolted, as charge burst from the touch, and he gasped, long and high.

“Gods, you’re soaked...”, Jetfire stated, breathlessly.

“Is it always going to be this easy to get you so worked up?”.

Starscream whined with annoyance and embarrassment. He wanted to come up with a sassy and snarky answer, but couldn’t bring himself to do so...

“With y-you...? Yes...”.

Jetfire let out a breathless sigh of arousal against the jet’s neck from this confession. His very large hand slid up and down the valve in front of him easily from the immense amount of fluids.

It was such a cute, little valve too... able to see the sleek shimmering white protomesh and bright red biolights from this angle, but it was mostly soaked in pink slick.

“You drive me crazy, Starscream... you always have...”, the shuttle sighed, loving the way the seeker whimpered with every sentence he made.

“If that’s the case, g-go crazy on me then!”, he begged.

“All in good time, my love...”.

He massaged Starscream’s valve tenderly in all spots, apart from the spots the seeker really wanted him to touch. He was avoiding those on purpose, obviously.

He was fast to find out just how much Jetfire loved to tease. He knew begging or being impolite in this scenario wouldn’t get him anywhere. He merely had to endure the pace that was being set, as he bucked his hips along with the movements of Jetfire’s hand.

But finally, after a particularly loud and desperate keen, Jetfire finally slipped his largest finger against the bright, pulsing alterior node Starscream owned, and rubbed it in firm circles.

“Aaaaaahhh~!”, Starscream cried out, whining at the end, tossing his helm back so dramatically that it hit the wall behind him.

His legs twitched and tensed around Jetfire’s hips as the shuttle lavished that spot with love.

He had such an incredibly sensitive node. He’d been touching it prior- he could tell that. From going to touching it, to having to break from touching it for a while, going back to touching it now, just made it more sensitive.

It’s what had been crying out for attention this whole time, and it was so sensitive it was making Starscream shudder in ecstasy. His wings were clattering against the wall.

“Do you like that...?”, Jetfire whispered seductively in Starscream’s audial.

“Ahhh, haahhh... w-what do you think?!”, the seeker snapped with sarcasm.

“I-Is it n-not obvious t-that your f-fingers feel l-like heaven?!”.

Jetfire only chuckled with pride.

“If you think my fingers feel like that, then I wonder how my spike will feel for you...”.

“P-Please! I-I want to know! Please!”, the seeker wailed.

“Not... yet”, Jetfire teased, and rubbed Starscream’s alterior node harder, and faster, making the charge build quickly.

He had not had pleasure given to him for so long... he knew he wouldn’t last if Jetfire kept that up.

Luckily, he stopped a moment later, and Starscream sighed with relief. He had been saved from overloading embarrassingly fast.

However, what came next didn’t really help, either. The large finger that had been pleasuring his node then slipped downwards, and right into his entrance with ease.

He was so wet, it slid in without any resistance, despite Starscream not having anything inside of him for a while. So turned on and so very susceptible to whatever Jetfire was doing to him.

He cried out in bliss as the finger passed the first caliper ring, only able to sob hearing his lover chuckle deeply in his audial. He was being taken apart, bit by little bit, and Starscream loved it. It’s what he’d always wanted.

The next caliper was passed, and the next... until the whole finger was in. Only to withdraw, and for another to be added immediately after.

Starscream’s mouth dangled from a static-laced gasp, bordering on a very wet, high moan. He could feel Jetfire smirking against his faceplates like an absolute glitch.

Loving teasing Starscream and pulling him apart by every second. He was going too slowly, but not slow enough that Starscream didn’t think he might overload soon...

Jetfire was making sure he didn’t overload too soon, and the seeker was actually very grateful for that. It was so intense anyway though, especially as Jetfire began to scissor his fingers, opening him up. Making an obscene squelch noise every time his fingers moved, causing Starscream to do nothing but keen.

“I know you probably want me to hurry up, stop, and just spike you already. But... I don’t want to brag. My spike... is rather large. I need to make sure you’re 100% ready...”, Jetfire explained.

“Oooooh, yes! The bigger, the better! Oh please, Jetfire! Need it, need it, need it!”, the seeker cried out.

Jetfire groaned roughly against Starscream’s audial. Somehow, it wasn’t a surprise that he was a size queen. Quite frankly, it got the shuttle very excited.

If Starscream enjoyed his large spike so much, it was just further proof to him that they were made to be together. It was making him pressurise quite fast behind his panels.

He wanted Starscream just as much as Starscream wanted him... but he had a plan in order to give the seeker the best time ever.

But soon enough, Jetfire pushed his fingers in deep enough to find what he was looking for. He ran the tips over that magical spot that was hiding inside, found when he pushed deep, and crooked them upwards.

There was a screech. Starscream tensed up, scraping himself against the wall as he arched his back. Static crackled out of his vocaliser.

“Ah, there it is...”, Jetfire smiled, starting to assault it.

“A-Ahhhaaa, n-nooo! J-Jet... i-if you- haahh! K-Keep that up, I-I’ll-!”, Starscream tried to warn him, before the shuttle added a third finger.

His little valve tensed and gushed from the blissful onslaught of the stretch, and his optics rolled into the back of his helm.

Wow, Jetfire really knew what he was doing, didn’t he?

“Don’t do it yet...”, Jetfire warned.

“T-Trust me, I-I don’t want to! I-I want to cum on your spike!”, he wailed.

“Hmm...”, Jetfire mused, twisting his wrist around, opening him as much as he could, making the seeker whine and tremble in his hold.

“Okay”, he finally decided, feeling the pressure in his groin getting too much to handle.

He carefully slipped his fingers out with a wet squelch, making Starscream make a soft ‘mmf’ noise as he did so. His fingers were covered in lubricant, as well as the seeker’s thighs, as it dripped down onto the floor. Maybe with his constantly flowing liquids, this might be easier than Jetfire thought.

“Are you sure about this, Star?”, Jetfire made sure to ask one last time.

“Yes! Please! You know how long I have wanted this for!”, he cried out.

“So be it”, Jetfire smirked, and released his spike from its housing.

The noise was loud and long, making Starscream look down to see what he was dealing with...

Cricking his neck just to get a good view, he soon snapped his head up with a gasp, gazing into Jetfire’s optics with awe and arousal.

“Satisfactory?”, Jetfire asked, as he then went and rubbed the tip against the seeker’s valve lips.

“More than that! Ahhh, your spike is beautiful! Please, put it in me now!”, Starscream begged.

“Haha, alright sweetspark...”, Jetfire finally relented, and lifted the seeker a little bit more up the wall, lining himself up.

Starscream gazed into his optics with nothing but love, lust, and need. And happiness, at getting something he never thought he would.

Jetfire looked back at him in the same way, and pushed in at last. And just the tip was enough for Starscream to cry out, tightening his grip.

“Sssshh, it’s okay... I know you can do it~”, Jetfire encouraged, pushing past the first couple of caliper rings.

His spike was thick, from the tip to the base. Bright white with a red underside and a grey tip, blue biolights. It was the prettiest spike Starscream had ever known.

And he melted as it was thrust into him. By the Primes... it was glorious. Absolutely exceeding expectations.

The stretch was so intense, it was making it hard for Starscream to even see straight- his optics glitching out a little. His wailed happily with every inch that sunk into his tight, sopping heat.

And Jetfire was there, enjoying all of it right alongside him. The deep intensity of Starscream’s tightness was maddening. He was seeping from the edges as he plunged inwards, caressing him like a warm hug.

Starscream’s valve was like nothing he’d ever known, as the calipers popped one by one, making room. Neither of them really noticed at first once Jetfire was finally at the hilt. Their bodies came together so perfectly, and they were intoxicated.

There was nowhere else to go, as Jetfire held his seeker close, and panted heavily, trying not to lose himself in that damp vice. Starscream, in an equal position, holding his lover with all his strength, locking his legs around his waist.

He was so full... fuller than he’d ever felt in millions of years. He was worried that after just a few thrusts, he’d be done for. But Jetfire was giving him plenty of time to adjust, and to calm down.

“A-Are you... okay, my Star...?”, Jetfire asked, and Starscream cooed at the nickname.

“A-Ah... yes. F-Fine. Are you...?”.

“I’m wonderful”, Jetfire replied, nuzzling Starscream’s neck and kissing it.

“You feel like a dream”.

“I-I just hope it isn’t...”, Starscream panted.

“Let me prove that it’s not...”, Jetfire said, and began to softly grind against the seeker’s valve, pushing as deep as he could go and rubbed their arrays together as he did so.

“Ah~!”, was the only response Starscream could make, as his ceiling node was once again found, and rubbed tenderly.

“Does that feel real to you...?”, Jetfire asked, soon pulling out a little, pushing back in gently to get Starscream used to the stretch.

“Y-Yes! O-Oh, J-Jetfire! T-Thank you!”, the seeker cried out words Jetfire never expected him to say.

He was thanking him for giving him his spike. For fragging him. For loving him...

“Don’t thank me yet, my love...”, Jetfire purred, beginning to frag him a little more properly now, holding Starscream’s aft tight in his hands, and gyrating his hips up into the awaiting, needy hole that the seeker possessed.

And he moaned. And wailed. And sobbed, with every thrust. Vents stuttering, as pleasure skittered up his spinal strut.

Jetfire was lighting up nodes inside of him that Starscream didn’t even know he had. A shiver wracked through his frame as his optics met with Jetfire’s. They bled with unadulterated need and lust.

They kept optic contact as the shuttle pulled out halfway, and thrust back in a little rougher now. He knew Starscream could take the treatment. And with a gasp and a shudder, the seeker melted against him, and met those thrusts with soft hip movements of his own.

The noises... the wet, sopping squelch with each push. The soft clang of metal as their hips met. Their vents clicked on, whirring louder than ever. Neither able to believe this was finally happening, of millions of years dancing around each other.

And Starscream felt absolutely magnificent- tighter than tight. Each thrust made him shudder, wiggle and cry out, making Jetfire a little worried someone might hear them...

But with a moan of his own, he realised those doors were bolted and thick. Surely, they’d be left in peace, with no one finding out about this.

“Urgh, Starscream... Primus, you’re so tight... so warm... w-wet... ngghh...”.

Starscream whimpered from the praise. A large pulse of pleasure shot through him, and liquid spurted from his valve.

Praise got to him more than anything else did. It turned him on so much. All of the little compliments just made Starscream more sensitive.

And soon enough, due to touching himself previously, the fingering, the tension, need, and desperation, Starscream began to feel close, all too soon.

He knew it would happen. Knew that Jetfire would set him off like this. The shuttle just did things to him. He knew finally getting the love of his life inside of him would have a deep psychological effect on him, therefore making him more sensitive.

It got so much worse when Jetfire’s thrusts got more punishing. Pulling out further and ramming back in. It made Starscream squeak and cry, as his ceiling node was run over again and again and again.

His lover’s deep growls in his audials only fuelling more of his pleasure. The deep blue blush across Starscream’s face bled from each side, down his nose, and he began to drool.

He was pushed up and down with every thrust, being used like a toy by Jetfire. He shuddered and tensed up, calipers tightening around the hot length inside of him.

“J-Jetfire...! I-I! A-Ahhhh! I-I’m... I’m close!”, he wailed as his only warning.

In response, the shuttle pulled almost all the way out, only leaving the tip, and slammed the whole thing back inside smoothly, like a pro. Jetfire was great at interfacing, and Starsceam was jealous of all who had come before him.

He all but wailed, feeling the tight heat within his systems become too much. Optics bulging out of his helm as Jetfire continued to keep that pace up.

“Nggghhhh~!”, the seeker cried out, tensing, feeling himself get so close to overload.

His legs rattled against Jetfire’s hips, as he clenched more and more, right on the precipice of release. Right... there...

Until.

Until, for some reason... it all came to a crashing halt. The pleasure suddenly vanished, right as he was about to climax.

The literal second before, Jetfire had pulled his whole spike out, leaving Starscream painfully empty, and aching from his denied orgasm.

He sobbed in sadness, and punched at Jetfire’s shoulder plating.

“Y-You fragger! What do you think you’re doing?! Get back in me, now! I was right there!”, he complained.

Jetfire only laughed. What was the meaning of this...?

“Oh, I know”, the shuttle smirked.

“But if I am going to trust you... then you must learn to trust me”.

“H-How... a-am I meant to trust you, w-when you just denied me like that?!”, Starscream gasped.

“Because you need to trust me when I say that I will give you an overload... eventually”.

“EVENTUALLY?! N-No, Jetfire! I need to have it now!”.

Starscream could do nothing but cry, as his lover only laughed heartily at his desperate pleas. He had no idea what Jetfire was doing, but he could not struggle... and knew there was nothing he could do besides wait, go at the shuttle’s pace, and allow what was given to him. Or he’d get nothing at all.

“My darling... as much as I am enjoying this... and as much as I have wanted this for millions of years... I cannot allow you to go without some kind of punishment...”, he revealed.

Oh... so, that’s what this was, huh...? Teaching him a lesson, for... being such an evil glitch over the years? Starscream saw how it was... and just huffed, knowing he deserved it.

“I cannot allow you to have what you want so easily... But trust me, as I am trusting you. Hold out for a bit longer... keep doing as I ask... and I swear, you will have the overload of your life as a reward~”, Jetfire vowed.

Well... Starscream could hardly say no, could he? He was at the shuttle’s mercy at this point...

All Starscream did was whimper, nod his head, and tell Jetfire in a very soft voice, “Okay... I’ll trust you...”.

“Good mech...”, the shuttle praised, and the seeker in his arms felt his empty valve clench from arousal- it felt so sad without anything in it.

But to Starscream’s surprise, Jetfire then took him over to his little berth. He slid him inside, where he was earlier, touching himself to the very mech who was now on him... who climbed inside, with a little difficulty.

It was... not a berth that was made for Jetfire’s size. One of his legs was dangling out and over the side. There was a wall on the other side, so he was a little blocked in. But he’d make do, as what he was about to do was not something he wished to do on the floor.

He kissed softly at Starscream’s neck, before going down... and down... kissing many parts of his plating. Down over his cockpit and towards his stomach plating, making Starscream’s vents hitch and his engines rev more.

He could sense where this was going, but he was still unhappy about it. He could only keen with a mix of pleasure and frustration as Jetfire’s mouth soon made contact with his valve. As blissful as it was, that wasn’t what he wished to have there...

But Jetfire seemed to love it. He moaned from the first taste. Licking up the fluids that had made a total mess of Starscream. And ate him, like a mech starved. Holding onto his hips for dear life, letting the seeker put his legs up, over his shoulders.

Jetfire’s glossa mapped deep into the hole, circling around the first caliper. It seemed that he was extremely good at oral too... and that came as no surprise to Starscream either. He’d bagged himself the perfect partner. At last.

He mewled, arching his back into the ministrations, pushing a hand at the back of Jetfire’s helm. It was silent praise that encouraged the shuttle. The wet licking sounds echoed around the small room, embarrassing Starscream a little.

When being fragged, he’d not really paid attention... but was that really how wet he was? Jetfire was slurping. It trickled down his chin and onto the sheets below. It was obscene, and the seeker cried and bucked his hips, feeling himself pulse around the glossa inside him.

“Urgh, J-Jetfire... yesss... mmph, m-more... more! O-Oh, that’s so good!”, Starscream moaned, his voice totally wrecked, as his pedes curled at the ends.

The coil from before was returning once again, quickly, since he had been so close before this.

“P-Please... oh, please let me... l-let me cu- uhmmmm!”, Starscream moaned out loudly, but he knew in his spark that Jetfire wouldn’t allow it... not yet.

Finishing on his glossa would hardly allow him to have a super strong overload, would it? Not like the sort he was promising.

The seeker knew this was Jetfire’s further attempts to tease, and torture him. He was correct- as just as soon as the charge was about to reach the peak, Jetfire pulled away again. Starscream whimpered, and pathetic tears fell down his face plates.

“Hm... I like you like this. You’re cute...”, Jetfire teased.

“Please... please just... shut the frag up...”, the seeker grumbled, and the shuttle chuckled in response.

He waited until the charge had gone down, then dove back in again. Starscream gasped, as his lover licked a long line all the way from the bottom of his valve, to the top- flicking over his outer node. It was causing a litany of bliss to tickle up his frame, with the promise of a good time- one Starscream knew he would not be allowed for a while yet.

He swore that every nerve in his valve was on fire. His vents stuttered every time Jetfire’s glossa swam around his alterior node. He was going to lose his mind even more at this rate...

He thought that having the power of the All-Spark was the most maddening thing that could happen to him. Nope. Apparently, this took the cake.

The jet thought he was going to lose his processor throughout this process. The tears would not stop coming, along with the gushing desperation of his valve, as his outer node was sucked and licked tenderly into overstimulation.

Starscream’s optics rolled back, and he wailed so loudly to Primus, chanting and babbling nonsense.

While he did that, Jetfire slipped his fingers inside again. Charge built up again, fast. His whole valve and thighs were absolutely drenched with his fluids.

Jetfire paired a clever twist of his fingers and suction of his mouth on the node, to essentially suck Starscream’s soul out from his valve. He sobbed and gasped and withered against the sheets, one hand pushing Jetfire down while the other clung to the pillow at the side of his head, just to ground himself in whatever way he could.

He groaned deeply when Jetfire’s fingers brushed his ceiling node again, and his climax built once more. But as soon as that happened, Jetfire denied him... again.

And this was far from the last time he did it. Starscream was in for torture he’d never know like it again...

Jetfire denied him overload... over, and over, and over again... until he’d completely lost count. He was a total mess on the berth right now, begging Jetfire with his whole chest and life.

He had no idea how much time passed, until his lover finally came up and licked his lips, leaving Starscream permanently muttering and vibrating.

“It is an absolute pleasure to do this with you, sweetspark...”, he finally spoke.

Starscream had no response. He was messed up. An overstimulated wreck, milliseconds from overload if he was merely touched.

“I have wanted to see you like this for longer than I can remember... Spread out for me, totally ruined and debauched... so desperate for me...”, the shuttle purred, biting his lips.

The lighting in the room was dim, and the light from his optics glowed so brightly with seduction. Despite his constant panting, Starcsream could not look away...

“I think you have been good enough... that you deserve a reward...”, Jetfire smiled.

“Hahhh... p-please...”, the seeker begged for the umpteenth time, voice all laced with static.

“Hmm... get up, and get onto your hands and knees for me, will you...?”, Jetfire asked.

Starscream could absolutely not deny that request.

He had to be slow, due to the intense amount of charge and electricity buzzing through his lines. Just feeling his armour slip against the slick sheets was enough to get him desperate for friction.

He carefully raised himself up, and pushed himself into the position Jetfire wanted- in the best way he could, with how much of an awkward state he was in.

He was unable to keep himself up on his hands- nor were his elbows strong enough. His whole front was flat against the sheets, as he hung onto the pillows... and his aft was in the air, arched to the best of his ability.

He was still shaking... still dripping... still clenching without anything inside him. His valve was pulsing with deep upset, from being so empty. It was throbbing with so much need that it ached.

But Jetfire had now had enough- his spike was in just as much need, feeling so neglected this whole time. He had only been able to rub it against the sheets a little- but it was not enough, and Jetfire couldn’t take it any longer.

With Starscream displaying himself like that, most of his resolve- most of it- snapped. He still had one plan in mind... but he couldn’t deny himself stimulation anymore.

He growled at the sight, and spanked Starscream.

“Aaaahhaa!”, the seeker wailed in bliss, and a splash of lubricant oozed out of him and onto the sheets below.

“Mmm... I could tell from earlier you liked a bit of pain...”, Jetfire mused, spanking him a few more times.

It left him trickling out of his hole, shaking and warbling desperately. His wings fluttered with invitation, and the shuttle could no longer resist temptation.

He grabbed Starscream by his hips, and wasted no more time in plunging his whole spike back inside of the valve awaiting in front of him, all at once.

And the noise his lover made at once again being filled after so long was something Jetfire would keep in his memory banks forever.

The desperate wail of a mech that almost sounded as if he was in heat. He pressed all the way in... and was against the seal of the seeker’s gestation tank.

In this position, at this angle, he was ramming against it so hard and significantly, that it was like he was trying to get past it. Ultimately, it would be Starscream’s decision on what to do with that... but for now, Jetfire groaned heartily from once again entering that tight bliss he’d missed so much.

Teasing Starscream was fun and all, but nothing compared to this. He’d never been inside someone so tight, or so warm...

Yet, he didn’t move... he just stayed there, inside of Starscream, fully seated. Completely still, as he leaned over and traced his fingers up the seeker’s wings.

“What do you say to me for giving you my spike again...?”, Jetfire asked, purring each word, and Starscream warbled and trembled from warming his lover’s spike without stimulation.

“T-Thank y-y-you...”, he stuttered out, luckily knowing exactly what to say.

“Such a good mech...”, Jetfire praised.

“You’re not so bad after all, are you? I’m sure you can be tamed, yet...”, he added with a smirk, once again spanking the seeker below him.

Starscream cried into the pillows, completely hiding his face, feeling shame, and yet if he was going to be tamed by anyone, he wouldn’t have wanted it to be anyone but Jetfire.

To his relief, Jetfire soon began moving again... however, he was slow. Gods, was he slow. Painfully so. He really was dragging this out. He was so slow, that Starscream absolutely could not finish like this. It was a pace that was keeping him right on the edge, dangling him off on it, without letting him fall.

He was seriously pulling out for a whole 5 seconds, before pushing back in, also taking 5 seconds. Complete, utter, torture.

Jetfire hissed as he did so. Doing this was making him feel every part of Starscream’s valve, and every single detail. Mapping it out with his spike, so he would always remember exactly how he felt, in every section.

Jetfire hoped he would be able to tame him, hoped he’d be able to have him at last, and forever, in one way, or another. But who knows what the future would hold, or if his dream of having Starscream as his lover would actually come true after this.

Starscream said he loved him... but what if his ambition for power was still stronger than that love? Jetfire had to savour this... just in case Starscream left him again.

“You have the best valve in the universe...”, he praised, speeding up just a smidgen.

“You’re mine, now... Do you understand that...?”.

“Mhmm...”, Starscream nodded frantically into the pillows.

That wasn’t enough. He grabbed the seeker’s wings, and hauled him up.

He gasped, and Jetfire snarled, “Say it”.

“I-I’m y-yours! P-P-Please J-Jet, f-faster! Harder! M-Make me c-climax already!”, he wailed.

“Soon, my love...”, Jetfire smirked, and let Starscream fall down into the sheets again.

But did as the seeker asked. Sped up a lot more now, and slammed into him with wanton abandon.

And Jetfire couldn’t help but whimper, right alongside his lover. His spike had never known such a comforting warmth, or such tightness- like a vice. He was fluttering internally every time the shuttle fragged into him.

Pulling all the way out, leaving the tiniest bit of his tip inside, before angling towards Starscream’s sweet spot, and jack-hammering back in. And he could tell that Starscream was mere moments away from finishing again, just a few thrusts in.

So, he needed to test his obedience.

“Don’t overload yet, Star... p-please let me savour t-this... just, huuggh, a b-bit more... Ooohh, Primus you feel extraordinary...”.

The seeker couldn’t speak back anymore. He clenched and tensed his valve as much as he possibly could, all to hold back his end. He tried to think of anything else to keep his mind off of the processor-exploding pleasure he was feeling from his lover’s incredible length.

But he was shaking from top, to bottom... his claws leaving long streaks in the sheets next to him. Jetfire was fragging him into a complete puddle of pleasure, and he was moaning with delirium. He was seeing colours that did not exist... optics rolled back into his helm, drunk from this feeling.

His little berth creaked from the strain, and the wet popping noises as he was penetrated was making the seeker dizzy.

He could only hold on for the ride though, trying to hold himself off so much... but he could feel he wouldn’t be able to do so for much longer.

He was trying to warn Jetfire with his voice, despite not being able to form words. He’d never known his pitch go so high, and the amount he was clenching was making Jetfire whimper and moan more and more- he was close now too, it seemed.

Good... good. It would mean they could finish together.

Starscream could no longer hold himself back, so he did something he believed he knew would make it so that Jetfire wouldn’t be able to hold back any longer.

He opened his seal.

Jetfire didn’t go past it just yet, even when it was opened. But he gasped feeling it happen, so very happy and privileged that Starscream was giving him such permission.

“Oh, thank you, Star... Oohh, I feel so humbled...”, Jetfire moaned, as his thrusts became slippery and messy- all the more signs he was getting very close...

But soon enough, he pulled back... and slammed in so hard, he passed the seal. The tip popped into the seeker’s tank, and both mechs screamed.

Jetfire held onto Starscream’s hips so tightly, the seeker’s armour creaked. Jetfire used all of the remaining strength that he had, to frag Starscream within an inch of his life. Stimulating every single node, every single sweet spot whilst also stimulating the inside of his gestation tank with his tip.

Starscream thought he was going to die... thought he might already be dead. He didn’t think it was... possible to feel this way...

Both of their bodies and arrays were throbbing with arousal, crying pitifully as their metal clinked together. Their sparks pulsing and beating, and Jetfire knew, as he rolled his hips like ocean waves... that within the next few thrusts, he’d be overloading.

He had denied his lover long enough...

Composing himself for just a moment, he leaned down towards Starscream’s audial... knowing the seeker was almost hurting himself from holding back.

If he’d have said this without going to his audial, the seeker probably wouldn’t have heard him over his own insanely loud noises. The heat radiating from his frame was almost lethal... so, it would be to both of their own benefits that he end this now...

A few more, final punishing thrusts, and Jetfire finally, at last, after what felt like millennia, ordered, “Overload...”.

And Starscream didn’t have to wait a millisecond more.

His body did exactly what Jetfire had asked of him on command. And for a moment, everything was so intense, that the seeker’s voice box seemed to shut off. Like it wasn’t working at all.

His body locked up into a tight bow, making Jetfire think he might have malfunctioned for a moment...

But what Starscream was feeling right now, was something that in the future, he’d never be able to put into words.

The pleasure that rocked, no... crashed through his body, felt like a fragging meteorite. Reality as he knew it faded around him, and stars exploded behind his optics.

His mouth fell open, and all he did was gag, and gasp... until he screamed so loud and so high, that it warbled and glitched, giving up on itself. Almost like part of his screaming ability was being let loose- like he was losing control of it.

His frame rattled so hard, he’d have fallen out of the berth if Jetfire was not holding him. He felt pleasure and heat everywhere- all the way down to his pedes.

This climax was game-changing. Life-changing. His scream of mind-blowing release was what set Jetfire off too, into a similarly powerful overload.

As Starscream squirted his juices, the shuttle couldn’t hold back his own. He cried out, and raked his fingers down the paint of his love’s hips, ruining it.

Their overloads weren’t just overloads... they were everything. Jetfire had done what he had promised; given Starscream an overload he’d never, ever forget.

The climax of a lifetime.

It dragged on, and on... longer than any he’d ever had. He didn’t think it was possible to overload for as long as he was. And when Jetfire followed him over that finish line, it just made it better, and longer.

Jetfire was thrusting through the waves, and waves of electricity that flowed up and down his spinal strut, moaning from his chest with intensity. Speeding up and up and up, until at last he hilted into Starscream’s heavenly entrance, and spilled himself inside of the seeker’s tank.

It was so powerful, bursts of light popped and fizzled behind his optics. He roared with ecstasy. An overload for the history books...

Their releases took them all the way to the Well of All-Sparks and back, yelling and screaming their love and appreciation. The wait of millions of years for this... really had been fully, truly worth it...

Jetfire’s knees spasmed... before the effort of keeping himself up after an overload that almost went through his entire energy reserves became too much. He fell forwards, onto Starscream, flattening them both against the berth.

The little seeker didn’t make a sound as he was fallen against- the weight of Jetfire on his back almost comforting after such an explosive encounter.

Right now, most of his systems were a little bit fragged. His vocalizer was shot, and there was ringing in his audials. But he was too tired to do anything about it... so for now, he lay in the afterglow of the best interface he’d ever known in his creation... and allowed his lover to softly cradle his body.

Jetfire was venting heavily, kissing at Starscream’s neck cables to sooth him. Wow... that had been... well. He hardly had the words.

He didn’t expect their overloads to be... that good. He knew they’d be good, yes. Great even. But that was... something else entirely.

It was like they had been transported to a different universe for a few moments... and had levitated out of their own bodies.

No... No, he... couldn’t... let Starscream go. Not ever again.

After what felt like hours of just laying there, the seeker beneath him finally rebooted his systems, and he grumbled. Jetfire nuzzled him, stroking up and down his cockpit with reassurance.

“Are you alright, sweetspark...?”, he whispered into his audial.

“I-I... I’m... f-fine...”, he stuttered out, still finding it hard to speak even after the resets.

Jetfire then lifted himself up after kissing Starscream on the top of his helm, and slipped out of him (as apparently, they’d still been connected while calming down).

The seeker cringed from the loss, still softly shaking. Jetfire looked down at him, and sighed... then smiled, seeing how much of a mess he’d made of his lover. He was laid down flat, still slightly vibrating with charge... as the shuttle’s transfluids gushed from his hole.

“You are quite the sight to behold after interfacing, my love...”, Jetfire cooed, and pulled a cloth and some water out of his subspace.

As carefully as he could, the shuttle moved Starscream onto his back. He spread his legs, and began to clean. It took him a while, because the amount of fluids the two had produced together was crazy.

But eventually, themselves and the berth became clean... but Starscream didn’t even have the energy to put his panels back into place.

So even though Jetfire put his spike back into its housing, the seeker kept his valve exposed. That was okay...

Jetfire merely rolled onto his side against the wall, and pulled Starscream close to him... and cuddled him, laying there in silence... content, for a while.

Jetfire was meant to be guarding him anyway, so... he supposed this counted as that. He had been looking after him this whole time... really well.

They cuddled, and for some time, Jetfire thought Starscream may have fallen into recharge. But before he himself could, the seeker spoke up.

“T-Thank... you. So... much...”, the small jet spoke with the softest, quietest tone Jetfire had ever heard from him.

“Oh, my spark... You are so welcome. It was a pleasure... In fact, more pleasure than I’ve ever felt”, the shuttle chuckled.

“Mm... yes. S-Same... here. T-That was... astounding... Hm, I always knew... y-you’d be... incredible in the berth...”.

Jetfire chuckled more, and told him, “I knew you would be too... I’m sorry for making you wait so long”.

“You better be sorry, you oaf! Do you have any idea how long I have wanted to do that with you?!”, Starscream perked up more now, and softly shoved at the shuttle in irritation, and it only made Jetfire laugh.

“Ahh, trust me... I’m sure I wanted to do it for just as long...”.

“So stupidly ironic that I was going to tell you the exact same day you decided to leave me...”, the seeker huffed.

“Wait...”, the shuttle gasped, moving them so that he could look Starscream in the optics.

“What?!”.

Starscream rolled his optics, before going on to explain.

“You remember that day, yes? I was summoning you to talk... What the frag did you think I was going to tell you?!”.

“A-Ah! Seriously?! I... just thought you were summoning me to... convince me to come with you on your new crusade. One I could not follow because... I could see the path you were going down. I thought you were just going to use me for your own gain...”, Jetfire explained.

“No! Well... I did want you to join me. But not like that! I wanted us to be a power couple, Jet... You didn’t even let me explain myself before you went off on how you didn’t want to know me anymore, and stormed off! I didn’t even get a chance!”, Starscream almost wept.

Jetfire grumbled with pity. Starscream was right. He judged too quickly, he guessed. He should have let him talk that day. He supposed now, everything about that day in general made sense. He felt guilty, now...

“I... I’m sorry, my love. I... truly had no idea. I didn’t think I had a chance in the pit with you. I never would have guessed you felt the same way. Maybe that’s why I broke the friendship off. One of the reasons I never truly thought about. You were going down a dark path I couldn’t follow... therefore, I believed you’d never want me. Only to use me...”.

“No... No, I could never use you... You’re the only person I cared for. The only one I felt I could trust. The only one I thought understood me... The o-only person I-I... loved...”, the seeker sobbed.

“Oh, Star...”, Jetfire sighed with sympathy, and pulled the seeker close to him, cuddling him tight.

“I’m so, so sorry... I had no idea how you felt, and I had no idea how much I really meant to you. I was just so worried... And when you joined the Decepticons, my worries were validated. I thought I’d made the right choice leaving, but... clearly not. I should have fought for you...”.

“I have longed for you... for so long... The only solace I had was now and again, reading romance novels, imagining us in those scenarios... I know it sounds pathetic, but it was a coping mechanism...”, Jetfire added.

“That really is quite sappy”, Starscream giggled.

But then Starscream sniffed, growled, and asked, “So what was that thing with Sky-Byte then? Just some sort of rebound?”.

“He means nothing to me!”, the shuttle almost snapped, grabbing Starscream, forcing him to look at him, staring down at the seeker with very serious optics.

“He took my mind off of things, yes. But Sky-Byte is a monster... and I never, ever felt anything for him besides hate. But you...? I tried to hate you, and never could. Instead, my love never faded...”.

With those words, Starscream smiled. The sweetest, most love-sick smile in the universe. He believed Jetfire, and was finally happy... completely put at ease after millennia of jealousy.

Starscream latched onto him like a leech, squeezing him super tight. The shuttle giggled, and hugged him back, not feeling this happy in a long time.

“So, what’s going to happen then...? We’ve admitted how we felt. But how will we go forward...? Will you stay with me, and be an Autobot?”, Jetfire asked.

“Tch, I don’t care for that, but I don’t care for being a Decepticon anymore, either. Teletraan-X actually helped me swallow a hard pill... and so did you. I wanted you, and to be the leader of the Decepticons at the same time...”, Starscream began to explain.

“But he told me in this case, I may have to choose just one. And what with you finally doing this with me... I’ve at last made my choice. I just want to be with you. You’re all I’ve ever wanted...”, Starscream confessed.

Jetfire sighed with love and longing. He had no idea how long he’d wanted the seeker to say those words...

“Well, you’ve got me. No matter what happens from now on... you’ll always have me. I’m not going anywhere- not again”.

“You better fragging not... And for it, this time, I’ll help you take Sky-Byte down for real”, the seeker winked at him.

“Mmm, sounds good... I know that with your amazing ideas, we are sure to prosper... together. You were right- we’ll make a great power couple”, Jetfire beamed.

“Of course we will! I’ve always known that. From so early on, even in out academy days... I just knew... we’d be so good together...”, the seeker blushed.

“Oh my darling, we will be... and perhaps our relationship will even bring peace”.

“Pffttt... I’m slightly more sceptical on that. I am happy to finally be with you, but I doubt I can convince the rest overnight I can be trusted... even with Teletraan-X’s therapy”.

Jetfire’s face twisted. He suddenly remembered the AI’s involvement in this whole thing. He’d need to tell Starscream the whole truth...

“Well... ahah. I know that! I love you, for you Starscream. The occasional amazing frag may tame you temporarily, but your true mannerisms are something I know will never change. Changing you isn’t what I want to do...”, he began to explain.

“But uuuuhhh... without Teletraan-X, I... wouldn’t even be here right now... heh”.

“What do you mean?”, Starscream asked, curiously... and Jetfire went on to tell Starscream about how he truly found out that the seeker liked him back.

“WHHHAAAATT?! I told that little glitch to power down and leave me alone! Why I oughta-!”.

“Hey, hey! He is offline right now for sure, I made sure of that... You can scrap him in the morning. But give him credit. If he hadn’t have told me, I’d still be outside that door, and nothing would have happened between us...”, Jetfire told him.

“He could have just told you about my love confession- not that I was touching myself over you!”.

“You told him to leave you alone right after, and you went about your business so fast... he only had a certain amount of time to tell me. He may have stayed back a little time, to see your true feelings... But I think he was a great matchmaker in this case. Besides... I think the timing was perfect, don’t you think?”, Jetfire winked at him.

“Pfft... whatever”, Starscream grumbled, knowing he couldn’t truly be mad at the whole situation...

“But you’ll... protect me from people, right? Defend me? Look out for me...? The Autobots will take ages to trust me, and Megatron’s obviously going to be after me... I hate to say it, but I’m vulnerable. I had so much power all at my fingertips... and now I’m back to being pathetic again”, the seeker sighed.

“Oh! Oh no, no! Starscream... you are not pathetic. You never have been, and you never will be. You don’t have to do anything to show up to me... You’re so perfect, just as you are. Of course I’ll protect you... As your lover, it is my duty now. I vow, that no one will even look at you in the wrong way... or they will feel my wrath”, Jetfire beamed, proudly.

Starscream smiled back, in the most loving manner... until he went in for a long, hungry, and passionate kiss.

Jetfire had completely forgotten that Starscream had kept his valve cover open. Because the next thing he knew, the seeker wrapped his legs around one of Jetfire’s own, and began to grind on his thigh. And he was wet.

Seemed that all of the praise, and Jetfire’s protective nature had gotten the seeker excited, all over again.

Jetfire smiled into the kiss, adding glossa, feeling at the seeker’s hips, before slightly turning him over to get at his valve. Slipping his hand down, over where their metal met, to touch his outer node.

Starscream moaned into the kiss with passion, and Jetfire chuckled. He broke the kiss, to stare down at his lover with knowing and intent.

“I did deny you for a really long time... I guess it’s only fair I give you a few more overloads for waiting...”, Jetfire smiled.

“P-Please...”, the seeker stammered with desperation, giving him submissive optics.

“I won’t make you wait like last time...”, the shuttle vowed, surprised but pleased how ready Starscream was to go again after such an intense interface.

“I will do absolutely anything for you... Aaaand, if the war ends any time soon... I’ll try my best to find energon candies that... might live up to the ones I gave you...”.

“And I promise not to throw them in a fit of anger again”, Starscream vowed, and Jetfire giggled.

He felt like the dumbest mech in the universe for waiting this long to pursue the seeker. He did not understand how he’d never seen it before. Why had he never tried to find out...?

No matter... He had Starscream now. Is that not what truly mattered? Better late than never... And now, at last, they can finally be together, and work towards peace.

The shuttle flipped Starscream over onto his back, and stared down at him with love. The seeker stared back in exactly the same way, which caused Jetfire to have no doubts at all...

Slipping back inside Starscream was so easy, and it felt like home. Millions of years in the making, but at last, they were together.

Things were bound to be tough, what with the war... but they prayed to Primus their love would survive all odds...