♠︎Free spider pets for a seeker♠︎||✔︎

This is not my main Tfa AU!^^
⚠️Warnings⚠️
-Shipping
-Star'Scream acting like a cat
-Wholesome?
-A ship you won't like
-Blackarachnia X Star'Scream
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- Third persons pov -
Starscream flicked his wings as he stared at his claws, narrowing his eye. He let out a quiet growl of irritation, he then flexed his claws for a few moments. He started tapping them against a table that he was sitting at, small clicking coming from each tap of his claws. He rested his head on his other hand, still growling in irritation. The air in his bedroom suddenly felt colder, and yet, the seeker ignored it. He actually kinda liked the cold but of course, it wasn't really important information for anyone to know.

The sudden coldness made him remember that he used to be warmed up by Jet—Skyfire years ago, and how they always used to cuddle despite his protests that he liked it and enjoyed the cold. The touch was always nice and comforting, and even though he had protested, he had also enjoyed Skyfire's touch. Especially on the days where he was touch starved. Such as today actually. Starscream lowered his wing slightly, knowing there was no way he was going to someone just to fulfill his desire of being touched.

Though he doubled back, thinking about his choices if he ever did today. Megatron? No. . .the warlord had abused him and raped him for. . .so long to the point where the seeker will immediately leave the room if the former gladiator had entered the room. Blitzwing? Perhaps, depending on the personality. Icy? Maybe, that's a maybe, but maybe not. Hothead? Violent, and probably wouldn't care about his desires. Random? Problematic, unstable and insane, and might end up trying to do something else instead of touching.

Lugnut? Maybe not, the cyclops decepticon would probably only touch Megatron if the warlord let him. Shockwave? Maybe not, the seeker didn't know him well enough to trust him—actually scratch that—he didn't trust anyone on this nemesis. Starscream glanced at his claws that he was still tapping against the silver gray table, it felt off, or maybe it was just him? He exhaled, sounding bored and irritated.

Why did he had to kill and eat his only trustworthy friend? He suddenly let out a quiet chuckle, remembering their friendship had completely shattered when he had found out that Skyfire had became a autobot and joined them. "You certainly like to tap a lot, don't you Starscream?" A voice made him snap to reality, causing him turn and was kinda surprised to see Blackarachnia standing there.

The spider had one hand on her hip, and seemed pretty chill. Her sharp fangs poking out of her mouth. The seeker narrowed his only eye, unsure what to say, no comebacks or sass left his throat. Instead he just responded with; "Yep. . .it helps me think." She then sat next to him, looking slightly surprised that he didn't snap at her yet. Then again; the two never talk a lot and the only times they actually spoke, was about important stuff that Megatron sends them to do. Never really having normal conversations.

Blackarachnia grabbed a energon cube that was blue, it had been resting on the table for about two days. "I wouldn't eat that if I were you, it might be Blitzwing's." Starscream sounded uninterested as he informed her, his wings flickering as she smiled darkly, purposely taking a few bites from the cube. "Heh, too bad it's mine now." She hummed, "And yours." She added quietly, pushing it towards him.

He glanced down at it, not really feeling hungry or thirsty. He shrugged and pushed it back to her, before looking at his claws again. Clearly not interested in anything right now. 'Depression at its best.' He commented silently, tapping the table again. "You seem quiet. Did something happened?" The spider questioned, grabbing the cube again. He sighed quietly, glancing at her. "Nothings wrong. Just bored." He replied, looking away again.

She gazed at him, noticing he looked uncomfortable with the 'are you okay' type of questions, she had always seen him look so uncomfortable with these questions. She had a feeling it might be some sort of vulnerability problem he had, or maybe it was trust issues? She knew he had them, everyone knew. "Well. . .how about some energon? To forget about it?" She suggested calmly, holding up the cube she was drinking.

The seeker suppressed a snap, and growled instead. He sat up straight, placing both hands on the table. "No Thanks. I'm not hungry." He hissed quietly, not looking at her though. He felt the urge of being touched growing, but he pushed it away. He wasn't going to beg or ask Blackarachnia to help him with his desires, he had learned his lesson multiple times when it came to trusting others. "I can help you." She suddenly told him.

He looked at her with wide eyes, his wings twitching. "But-" Before he had the chance to say anything, he felt claws scratching against his chin, kinda like a owner that was scratching their cat's chin. He couldn't help but immediately melt into the touch, closing his eyes, a soft content smile forming on his face. The spider usually did this when it came to flirting with guys and such, but she could tell that the seeker desperately needed a nice affectionate touch every once in a while.

Besides; Starscream was her favorite seeker, so she would gladly to help him whether he didn't want it or not. "Who's a good kitty?" She teased lightly as the seeker started to purr with content, she couldn't help but smile softly and set his head on her lap, still scratching his chin. She used her other hand to gently as she could to pet his wings, she knew they were sensitive and she was trying her best to be careful. She then heard his purring growing louder, signaling her that he was deeply enjoying this and completely contented with this.

The spider looked down at him, if she had to admit, she was starting to fall in love with him. From his personality to everything about him. Though she had no clue if the commander was bisexual or aroace, he definitely acted and looked like he had no interest of falling in love. She shook herself, knowing it wasn't the right time to ask or think about it. "Who's a good leader?" She hummed, hearing a soft cat meow from him. She noticed his wings flutter a bit at the sentence. "It's me. . .right?" He asked softly, looking dazed and unfocused.

Blackarachnia felt her heart twist, was that sadness that she detected in his voice? She knew he was vulnerable right now, but she didn't expect him to be this vulnerable. "Of course it's you." She answered gently, kissing his forehead, earning another cat noise from him. She laughed softly, and continued to pet him.

Starscream is her favorite kitty💜✨