Transformers Prime X Reader Oneshots/Lemons [REQUESTS CLOSED]

Show But Dont Tell (Starscream x Femme Reader) OS

Description - You decided to hit the Con strip club and are surprised by who you find there.

⚠️ May be inappropriate for minor readers ⚠️

After a long and tedious day working as a Decepticon scout, it was the night to treat myself to a little entertainment via the Decepticon Suga House. It was pretty uncommon for a femme to want to hit the strip club, but even we have our own desires in watching sexy femmes, or femmes, rocking their hips on the strip or pole. I loved watching how flexible some of the dancers were, the way their curvy body swayed and grinded against the long metal rod in the center of the stage like they were built for this. It was even hotter watching a young or thick plated mech pull those moves without a care in the world. They had an even amount of performers of different varieties which was why I enjoyed coming here the most, plus the highgrade was good.

I arrived at the club hoping to spend some well earned currency on some smoking hot mechs. There were lots of bots in tonight. On days like this there would usually be newcomers who come around showing what they're made of. I was hoping to see someone new today. As I walked in I saw some mech being dragged passed me from the bouncer brute who I assumed was caught trying to get touchy feely with one of the strippers. I waved over at the regular bartender who knew me by name from the amount of times I've come to this location.

I sat myself down at one of the booths by where the main stage was following the gaze of the lovely aft that was already shaking on the floor. It was the thin femme with bright purple plates that sparkled under the beam of the spot lights. I think her designation was Ultraviolet, well, her stripper name anyway. I had a young femme approach me asking if I wanted a drink. I requested the hard thermograde stuff, I wanted to have a fun night tonight. 

Laying back at my seat, I continued to eye down Ultraviolet's flawless framework. She had performed here quite a lot so she knew how to get all the mechs riled up. If it was enough to keep a femme like me interested then I knew she got skill. Unfortunately I had arrived here just as she was finishing up her little show so she did a little twirl and bowed before walking off the stage. At that point I had my drink in hand sipping up it's content awaiting the next performance that was underway. I heard the announcer speak up over the mic.

"That was Ultraviolet, the one that brings a real shine to the club this evening", they spoke enthusiastically. "Our next dancer happens to be a high class mech which I'm sure all of you know. Killin' it with his feminine body and sexy heels give it up for Starscream!". As soon as I heard the name of the Megatron's second in command officer I spat out my drink. Did I just hear that right? I could of sworn I just heard that seeker's name. I looked over to the curtains just as a silver mech emerged, servo on hip and the other holding a bright energon whip. 

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Starscream, that self absorbed scrap for bolts was on stage at a strip club of all places. This had to be a joke. My optics were playing tricks on me. I rubbed them and looked back on stage. Nope, this was real. That was Starscream. The slim bodied mech strut his way over to the cat walk casually waving down some of the femmes grouped in another booth. They were practically screaming over him. I wasn't as love crazed as them, I was just surprised that a commander such as him would be spending his free time participating in such lewd hobbies such as being an exotic dancer. I never knew him personally, but I couldn't help but wonder just how experienced he was at this.

I watched him intently as he struck the audience with a smack of his whip. Looking at Starscream in this state, I failed to realise just how feminine he looked. His body was fairly small compared to the more brute Decepticons in Megatron's army. It made me wonder how a scrawny looking bot could make it as the second in command when he's not as intimidating. As much as he didn't fit into the military style, he had some pretty impressive moves. There were yellow lights that beamed from the ceiling casting over him like a cage. He moved his hips back and forth and swung his aft out in a circular motion for everyone to see. 

"Like what you see you thirsy bots?", he purred with his raspy voice. The femmes were shooting back comments with utter cheer, even mechs were encouraging it. He specifically walked in front the the femmes and dropped the whip he had in his servo.

"Opps", he said with his index digit planted over his lower derma. Slowly, he bent over so his rear was completely exposed on their end. I swear, one of them must of fainted by how overwhelmed they became. Something rippled through my frame when I saw the supple metal from my seat. The more I watched, the more I grew attracted to him.  He fluttered his wing panels on his back like angel wings, and made his mark on the ground with the whip while he continued his way to the end of the stage. 

His long digits grasped around the solid pole presented in the middle. With a swift motion, he wrapped his legs around it and swung around it keeping on leg wrapped around the pole and throwing out his other. He pulled his body up and hung upside down, keeping himself up on the pole and turning. Watching him dance on the pole was hypnotising. It was safe to assume that he was no amateur like I previously thought. He was using that pole like it was a part of himself, his own appendage. Things were really heating up when others began throwing currency at him.

"Oh my, you shouldn't have", he gestured to himself cunningly. He upped his game and gave it everything he had on stage. It was a good thing his body was slim otherwise he wouldn't of been able to pull moves like that. He was grooving to the beat of the music in sync. It was as lively in here as it's ever been. Everyone was crowding the stage feasting their optics on Starscream. Just when I thought things couldn't get more exciting, the seeker glanced over to me locking his glowing red optics my direction. I froze up.

"(Y/n)", he cooed. My optics shot open. How did he know my name? He slid off the pole majestically and towards me.

"You think I wouldn't recognise one of Megatron's vanguards when I see one?", he chuckled softly. Before I could say anything, Starscream jumped off the stage and crawled over my lap. The femmes screamed my way probably wishing it was them he was sitting on top of. I gasped as my body jerked from his contact. He was surprisingly light given he was slightly larger than me. I couldn't deny it made my crotch heat up from having a mech on top of me. I tried not to think too dirty about everything because this was Starscream we were talking about. It wasn't my fault he was so good at this line of work.

"I never thought I'd find you here of all places, you naughty femme", he spoke quietly so only I could hear. He ran a digit up to my chin making me shiver. I felt his hips grinding up against me making things stir inside my gut. I grunted trying to divert my attention away from the arousal of my lower region he was feeling against.

"Funny, I could say the same for you. Does Megatron know you do this?", I grinned at him. The seeker laughed.

"No, and I want to keep it that way. For the sake of your life, let's just keep this event between us", he whispered in my audial. And with that he continued his lap dance as if nothing happened. I was mildly confused but I didn't really care. To be honest I had no intention in ratting him out. If it meant I could have more encounters like this then why not let him indulge in his dirty secret.

"For now, just enjoy the show", he grinned seductively. He smacked his whip back and forth around me making me jerk at times. I was getting a thrill out of it. He puffed out his chassis and started stroking himself, feeling his neck cables down to his hips before bucking them forward again. I started to breath faster watching his every movement. Starscream noticed how much I was into his performance and kept teasing me with lewd moans, licking his dermas at me. During the whole process he made sure to keep his optics on mine. It made everything feel more intense. Just when I couldn't take anymore, he hopped off. He faced away from me to wiggle his aft in front of me before walking back on stage. 

I remember thinking to myself when he got back on that stage, there's no way I would want Megatron to find this out. How else would I be able to watch the seeker dance on a pole ever again? His secret was safe with me.