Truths And Lies [Megastar - TFP]

25 ~ ˖⁺‧₊˚ ~ Giving in ~ ˚₊‧⁺˖ ~ 25

The preparations for the ceremony began soon after the Autobots' arrival, and some of the Decepticons seemed even more excited than the two soon-to-be conjuxes. The date was set, and Knockout, as the official wedding planner (with Miko's help), was looking for some locations for the ceremony.

While everyone tried their best to help with the preparations, the Decepticon medic decided to pursue one of the numerous human traditions.

Starscream: "A bachelor party...?"

Knockout: "I've read that Seeker have a similar thing throwing a party the week before the official ceremony."

Starscream: "Oh, so that's what it is, then I guess it's alright."

When the medic got the Commander's permission, he immediately stormed off to prepare said party, well knowing that the Seeker needed more than anything a distraction from all the responsibilities he had on his shoulder plates.

~

The party was going smoothly, neither Fireblaze or Eclipse knew about the thing, even Moon was there, despite the high-grade everyone was drinking, but the little sparkling staying in their corner chatting with Bumblebee and Ratchet, who didn't want to drink. Contrary to them, Starscream drank a lot, drowning his stress and anxiety in the sweet taste of his high-grade, the night's eighth cube of  high-grade.

Everyone was chatting peacefully, Megatron was in fact not present, but Starscream still seemed to have a rather enjoyable experience, discussing with Wheeljack about weapon-related science facts, talking to Optimus about some of the ceremony arrangements, all that with a cheerful aura that didn't really belong to him in the others' optics.

Optimus: "So you were thinking a forest? Nice"

Starscream: "I'd like it, and then coming back up on the Nemesis, partying a bit, chatting, maybe even dancing."

The Prime's optics got caught in Starscream's servo, caressing slightly his own dermas, and the blue & red bot smiles slightly.

Optimus: "Have you kissed yet, or did anything at all?"

Starscream: "Just kissed... once..."

Optimus: "...I guess you could have problems if I ask you what you think about all this..."

The Seeker looked around, checking for indiscreet audials.

Starscream: "...you know we're not uniting for love, right?"

Optimus: "Megatron's chronic need of pleasing Eclipse, I know."

Starscream: "...more than a week ago, Fireblaze tried to assault me, and Megatron went all rageful on her, but it all backfired, and Eclipse was on the point of decapitating him."

Prime's optics suddenly widened. He knew that femme was dangerous, but that was in fact her first attempt to directly hurt Megatron. Or, at least, for as much as he knew, it was the first time.

Prime: "...and what happened? If you don't mind me asking."

Starscream: "By instincts, I threw myself between them, she cutted off my wings instead of his helm, and I woke up a week later in mine and Megatron's quarters..."

The expression on Optimus' faceplate said it all, he was awfully horrified, but visibly not surprised.

Optimus: "...I am so sorry for what happened to you, but unless you choose for it, you don't have to do anything Megatron tells you to"

Starscream: "Don't worry, he is not forcing me to anything... and if you'll excuse me..."

The Seeker grabbed another high-grade cube and walked out, heading to his quarters. 'Our quarters' he thought, and while consuming the last cube of the night, he didn't realize that those final sips where dragging him in a state of drunkenness he knew well.

Then, he arrived to his destination, the doors slid open, and he found Megatron reading peacefully on the berth. The Seeker, completely gone, jumped on the berth and slid between the other's arms, sitting on his lap.
The Warlord was rather confused for this kind of behavior, but didn't have the time to ask for an explanation before Starscream clashed his dermas on his own.

Megatron didn't know what to do, Starscream's wet, warm dermas on his own, his glossa sliding in his intake, it was all too tempting, but the Seeker wasn't himself, he was intoxicated by the high-grade.
He tried to push him off, but the silver bot didn't give up to easily, so Megatron tried to convince him with words.

Megatron: "Starscream- You're wasted! You are in no condition to agree to do this!"

No need to say that it didn't work.

Starscream's efforts doubled, and with a strong pressure under his code piece, Megatron gave in.