Truths And Lies [Megastar - TFP]

26 ~ ˖⁺‧₊˚ ~ I wanted you ~ ˚₊‧⁺˖ ~ 26

⚠️: [Mention of r@pe; Mention of violence; Mention of parental abuse; Mention of fertility issues]

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The Warlord was laying on his berth, spent from his numerous previous overloads, but the only thing he wanted to do was stare at the tired Seeker laying beside him, caressing his frame and holding him tight.

Megatron: "...when you'll sober up, you'll hate me for this."

Starscream: "Oh, come on! I'd hate you if you beat me up again! Not something like this. On the contrary, it was very nice."

The Seeker smiled, planting another sweet kiss on Megatron's dermas, and even knowing how wrong it was, Megatron kissed him back.
The gray mech's servos held that much smaller frame delicately, gently caressing his plates and the smooth metal, sliding over the small dents he himself caused.

Starscream: "...I hoped that interfacing could finally feel good and right, and I was right, with you, it did."

Megatron was confused by his words, and decided to go ahead with his questions.

Megatron: "What do you mean?"

Starscream: "Oh, it's just that I've never enjoyed interfacing before. It just wasn't my thing."

Megatron: "And... do you perhaps know why?"

It took a while for the Seeker to answer while he started clinging to Megatron's neck cables.

Starscream: "Since I started dating that afthole of an aristocrat, I haven't enjoyed interfacing, it all felt so... wrong."

A shiver ran up Megatron's spinal strut, the worst coming to his processor.

Megatron: "I guess you didn't date him for your choice..."

Starscream: "Oh dear Primus no! My creators wanted me to bond with him because I was useful for only one thing: heirs to the throne of Vos."

The faint smile on the Seeker's dermas made it all sadder.

Megatron: "And... you weren't able to give him sparklings?"

Starscream: "We tried, tried, tried, tried, and tried. We tried until the point when my valve couldn't hold any kind of attention, and he decided to make me take a test, and it turned out I was not fertile."

With those words, Starscream brought his servos to his tank, shattering Megatron's spark.

Starscream: "He made me do things I didn't want to do, but it's fine, and... I kinda want to keep your transfluid inside me, I can't get sparked and..."

His wings dropped down a little, and Megatron's servos went to cares them a bit.

Starscream: "...it's kind of a purification of my forge, I don't know if you get it..."

Megatron: "...it's not my forge, so it's your decision, I can't force you to do anything on this matter."

Starscream: "That's why I prefer you..."

He crawled in his soon-to-be conjux's arms and quickly started falling to recharge, speaking his last words between one yawn and another.

Starscream: "...even if you beat me up, you wouldn't do to me what he did so long ago. This time, I wanted it... I wanted you..."

Those words broke something inside Megatron, or they healed it, he wasn't sure. What he was sure of was that he was going to protect that Seeker with his life.