❖"Zhut up"❖✔︎

⚠️Warning⚠️
-First time of writing Blitzwing
-Smut
-A ship you won't like
-Headcanonssssss✨✨
-My AU💕
-Swearing

Please kill me, I'm tired-
But heyyy, at least I used some transformer terms, and yes, I looked these up, as much it hurt mah soul.
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- Third persons pov -
Star'Scream was growling quietly to himself, glaring at the door. "Let me out damnit!" He growled, standing up. He knew the more he stayed here, the more he got anxious and the more talkative he gets. He glanced at the cuffs that were on him, he then looked around at the room. His wings twitching with fury. "You don't let me out I will force my way out of here and eat your fucking insides!" He snapped, his eye blazing with rage. He felt pain started to rise in his burnt face, he sat down, silently fuming for now.

He glanced around at the room, "And I might not show mercy to you at all!" He hissed quietly, shifting uncomfortably on the metal bench. The seeker looked at the cuffs then at his claws, he slammed the cuffs against the edge of the metal bench, only to feel pain as the aftermath. He growled in pain. "You do realize you are asking for a death wish Megatron?!" He spat. He bared his teeth, hoping someone was actually listening to him.

Star'Scream stood up, approaching the door. He placed his claws on the door, the cold texture against his claws. "I will fuck you up." He growled lowly, slowly scraping the door with his claws, making a creepy sound with them against the door. He then slammed the cuffs against the door, causing another strike of pain through his wrists. He flinched in pain. "Fuck these cuffs and fuck you too Megatron!" He snapped.

He flicked his wings, he sighed to himself. "Come on! Are you afraid of me? Afraid of losing to a 'pathetic' and 'weak' seeker?" He sneered, sarcasm in his tone, that was mixing with his hatred towards the gladiator. He felt irritated and pissed off by Megatron, he soon started pacing around the room, grumbling lots of curses to himself, and maybe some insults about himself and pretty much everything and everyone.

He felt annoyed by this, he wanted out of the room. "You don't know vhen to zhut up, do you?" A calm voice sounded from behind him, he turned and saw Blitzwing, or just Icy right now, standing there. "Me? Shut up? How about instead of shutting me up, you release me?!" He hissed, looking at the triple changer. "I'm afraid I can't do that." Icy stared at the seeker, who let out a vicious hiss.

Star'Scream suddenly tipped his head, if Blitzwing was here to shut him up, then how exactly would he do that? "If you're here to shut me up, because Megatron sent you to do that. How exactly are you gonna do that?" He asked, "Are you gonna shut me up by ripping my voice out? Or are you going to throw me out into the hellhole? Or the shithole?" He demanded, his wings perked up. Though he did however look curious but still upset at the same time.

Icy leaned forward, narrowing his eye. "No." He answered simply, before drawing himself back as the seeker narrowed his eye as well. ""Okay. . .?" Star'Scream sounded cautious, suddenly keeping his distance from the changer. Icy suddenly and swiftly went behind the seeker, before Star'Scream could react, Icy placed a servo on a tip of his wing and used his other servo to gently rub his other wing. The seeker let out a surprise yelp as Icy started nibbling and kissing his neck.

"H - Hey!" Star'Scream hissed, clearly caught off guard that someone had actually touched his wings. He knew his wings were definitely sensitive to anything but not even Megatron had actually touched his wings. "D - don't touch m - my wings!" He hissed as Icy continued, the calm personality licked his neck, earning a quiet surprise squeak from the seeker. "Your wings are sensitive." The way Icy said it, was like he was stating it.

That's when Hothead took over, and turned the seeker to face him, kissing him roughly. Star'Scream flinched in surprise as Hothead continued to kiss him. "B - Blitz. . .s - stop. . ." The seeker hissed, "Shut the fuck up seeker." Hothead growled, kissing him again. Star'Scream struggled a bit, trying to get away from Hothead but no avail. One; the cuffs, two; Hothead had a firm tight on him around his waist, while using his other hand to rub his wing more.