The Flaming Emissary

(VERY Late) Halloween/Valentines Special Part 3 {Lemon}

(College is a bitch...that's all I gotta say for an excuse TwT, so ENJOY!!)

~~~~~Previously~~~~

"Get it through your stubborn and p-prideful processor. W-why would I remember such beautiful words from ssomeone I took advantage of?"

Reiscorn quickly released his hold and pressure off of Starscream's frame, starscream was heaving heavily as air finally entered in and out of his vents.

Reiscorn drew back quickly his frame, taking many steps back away from starscream and slouching down gripping his helm in claws.

[Reiscorn]: WHY AM I SO BLIND ABOUT EMOTIONS AND FEELINGS!!!??? WHY IS IT SO DIFFICULT TO MANAGE AND RESPOND!!?? SO MANY RESPONSES AND YET DIFFERENT FEEDBACK!!!:

Reiscorn crumbled down to the ship's hull, his claws craving in dents and scratches to his horned helm as his optics were closed shut.

[Reiscorn]: Why?!:

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Starscream loudly gasped as his vents were finally allowed to circulate, he shot up from his laid position on the hull's surface and drew his arms tightly over his chest plate as he heavily drew in large ragged breaths.

He took a glimpse at Reiscorn as he massaged his chest and throat cables, "If this is how you respond every time your feelings get hurt, it explains why Predaking is persistent to mate with you."

No reaction, Starscream's frown deepened as his brows furrowed.

"He sees you as weak and feeble, easily submissive to his liking but strong enough to care for his young," Starscream weakly but steadily gathered the strength to stand and harshened his tone, " and with this type of behavior its no wonder he's taken such a liking to a weak mech such as yourself."

Reiscorn stilled, "Weak enough to do away with whatever he pleases; bending you over and just taking it, pounding into you with his spike until he's emptied every last drop inside you. Marking and biting you to distinguish that you are his and his alone, is that what you want...because that is NOT the type of behavior for a commander of the Decepticons and former of the Predacons,"

He paused to draw in another breath, and as he did Reiscorn uncurled from his hunched depressing ball on the nemesis' hull surface. Reiscorn grew to his full height with his bright golden optics blazing brightly.

"Or is it?", Starsceam's optics slowly crept up to meet Reiscorn's. Their focus was unwavering, with said unbroken eye contact Starscream stalked right up to Reiscorn; his height dwarfed by Reiscorn's.

They remained that way; still, for what felt like hours but were a mere few minutes of stretched silence.

"Speak up! I can't hear you when you whimper," he demanded sternly. Starscream's expression spoke of anger and annoyance but his frame betrayed said act with little shivers of fear, his wings pulled back and were slightly trembling.

Another few minutes passed for Reiscorn to finally answer after having to collect himself.

[Reiscorn]: Rondevu at your quarters, then you will have my answer commander Starscream:

After he sent that comm message, Reiscorn's flames erupted down his frame. The flames taking their shape as his makeshift wings and lifted him off the hull's surface, Reiscorn's wings easily pushing him off the ground majestically.

Starscream watched as Reiscorn did this and flew away; exasperated with Reiscorn that Starscream stormed off into the ship after he could barely see Reiscorn in the distance, angrily grumbling and muttering up and down the halls till he returned back to his seat at the party's "grown-up" table.