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Skyfire sat at the bar of an old, beat up club, a cube of low-grade energon wrapped in his servo. He stared down at it with a tired, worn out expression. Truth was, the poor shuttle was simply bored. Over the last few cycles, his partner had been busying himself around the lab, working himself into recharge with his new rock samples, chemical reactions and new experiments he needed to test out. Leaving Skyfire absolutely hopeless, with no one to talk to and nothing to do.
"Hey now, what's a handsome mech like you doing in a down beat place like this, hm?" Skyfire twisted in his stool to stare at the small red flier who had acknowledged him. His optics followed the Seeker's body as he moved to sit beside Skyfire on a similar stool. Skyfire blinked hopelessly at him before jolting and realising it was time to answer.
"I am.." He struggled to find the best word to describe his position. "Busying myself."
The small Seeker snorted and rolled his optics. "Busying yourself?" He repeated in question. Skyfire nodded and the small stranger frowned. "And your choice of busying yourself was to come and overcharge yourself on high-grade?"
Skyfire smiled softly.
"This is low-grade, I.. have difficulties controlling my actions when I take in high-grade." The small Seeker blinked at him and Skyfire's small smile faltered when the other chuckled and shook his head in humour.
"Cute," he complimented and Skyfire's face plates heated up at the stranger's comment.
Skyfire cleared his vocalizer, scratching his face plates nervously. He'd never been so good with talking to someone outside of his lab. Especially strangers. Especially, rather cute stranger. "If, I may be slightly.. bold. But, why are you here? You seem like the type of 'bot to enjoy a nice, loud time."
The stranger smiled. "That's where you mistake me. I'm not one for loud noises. I just came here because I saw you. There's nothing surprising about seeing so many mechs in a beat up place like this. But a shuttle, a flier, around here? That's uncommon, even from myself."
Skyfire shrugged large shoulders. "Peace and quiet." He muttered and the stranger smiled. "What do you.. uh, do, for a living?"
The flier chuckled. "All these questions and you don't even know my name." Skyfire decided that was a hint to ask the other his name. The smaller flier ordered a cube of high-grade, ignoring the shy shuttle for a moment as he cupped the new cube brought to him, turning and setting his free servo on his lap.
"I'm sorry.."
"Starscream," the stranger cut in, and Skyfire's face plates heated up again.
"You mean; the scientist?" Skyfire asked softly and Starscream gave a loud chuckle.
"Yes. And, you are?"
Skyfire was tempted to smack his forehead into his palm, but refrained and argued with himself inside of his processor. He was making a fool out of himself in front of Starscream. A very well known scientist. A very well educated scientist. "I am Skyfire." He muttered shyly and Starscream smiled.
"Pleasure," he said, sticking out his servo. Skyfire took it with hesitation, shaking their servos together before he dropped his servo onto his lap and tried to refrain himself from making a mockery of his name. "You're quite well known yourself, Skyfire."
Skyfire looked up, his name on the other's glossa as if they'd known each other for vorns. Starscream stared back at him in confusion as Skyfire just watched him. He shuddered slightly and then let go of his stare on Skyfire and looked down at his lap.
The shuttle cleared his vocalizer. "So, I hear your.. uh, discovery is going well?"
Starscream looked up at Skyfire with a nod. "And your experiments? I hear you got yourself a partner to work with." Skyfire smiled. "Oh, I know that smile. Your partner is more than a partner?"
Skyfire's face plates heated up. "I.. Well, yes. But is it that obvious?"
"Depends, if you smile like that each time someone mentions your partner. Well, then yes." Starscream muttered, leaning forward. "How about we go for a fly, Skyfire? Yes?"
Skyfire looked around the broken down club and frowned. "Are you sure we're allowed? The patrol 'bots said we're not allowed in the sky after c-" Starscream's stare told him otherwise and Skyfire felt rebellion kick inside of him; he brushed it aside. "Well, I really should get home to.. recharge and contact my-" Starscream snorted.
"Your lover misses you, already?"
Skyfire shook his head. "Quite the opposite, actually. I believe he is much too busy to even acknowledge me as the time comes. He has new experiments to work on, and, well. I haven't spoken to him in quite some time."
Starscream smiled, leaning forward some more. "Poor dear," he teased, running a light blue servo down Skyfire's cockpit. "I'm here, aren't I good company?" The metal beneath Starscream's fingertips began to heat up as his servo drifted lower to Skyfire's hips. A large servo stopped him, and Skyfire's face plates were burning.
"I - I'm afraid you mustn't."
Starscream chuckled. "Faithful, hm?" The shuttle nodded quietly, still gripping Starscream's wrist with gentle complexity. Starscream squirmed slightly and pulled back, grabbing his cube and downing it, wiping the remains with a quick wipe of his lips. He grinned at Skyfire as he set down the empty cube. "Come, then, we'll go back and I can show you some things I've always wanted to discuss."
Skyfire's optic ridge rose in questioning. "Oh?"
"I was meaning to contact you this quintun," Starscream began as he stood, Skyfire followed suite and followed Starscream out of the 'Techno Station' club. "I was beginning to wonder whether it would be nice to drop by and offer up an opinion or two?"
Skyfire's face plates heated up. "I would be - well, honoured."
Starscream smiled back at Skyfire. "I'm glad," he whispered, barely heard by the shuttle as Starscream paused to lead the large shuttle into a back alley. Skyfire's optics looked around hesitantly.
"Why are we-"
Starscream pinned the large shuttle against the wall of a building, grinning up at Skyfire. "I'm sorry, but you don't honestly think that I'll stop just because you have a lover, do you?" Starscream nuzzled against Skyfire's chassis and kissed his cockpit. "Are you bonded?"
"Hey now, what's a handsome mech like you doing in a down beat place like this, hm?" Skyfire twisted in his stool to stare at the small red flier who had acknowledged him. His optics followed the Seeker's body as he moved to sit beside Skyfire on a similar stool. Skyfire blinked hopelessly at him before jolting and realising it was time to answer.
"I am.." He struggled to find the best word to describe his position. "Busying myself."
The small Seeker snorted and rolled his optics. "Busying yourself?" He repeated in question. Skyfire nodded and the small stranger frowned. "And your choice of busying yourself was to come and overcharge yourself on high-grade?"
Skyfire smiled softly.
"This is low-grade, I.. have difficulties controlling my actions when I take in high-grade." The small Seeker blinked at him and Skyfire's small smile faltered when the other chuckled and shook his head in humour.
"Cute," he complimented and Skyfire's face plates heated up at the stranger's comment.
Skyfire cleared his vocalizer, scratching his face plates nervously. He'd never been so good with talking to someone outside of his lab. Especially strangers. Especially, rather cute stranger. "If, I may be slightly.. bold. But, why are you here? You seem like the type of 'bot to enjoy a nice, loud time."
The stranger smiled. "That's where you mistake me. I'm not one for loud noises. I just came here because I saw you. There's nothing surprising about seeing so many mechs in a beat up place like this. But a shuttle, a flier, around here? That's uncommon, even from myself."
Skyfire shrugged large shoulders. "Peace and quiet." He muttered and the stranger smiled. "What do you.. uh, do, for a living?"
The flier chuckled. "All these questions and you don't even know my name." Skyfire decided that was a hint to ask the other his name. The smaller flier ordered a cube of high-grade, ignoring the shy shuttle for a moment as he cupped the new cube brought to him, turning and setting his free servo on his lap.
"I'm sorry.."
"Starscream," the stranger cut in, and Skyfire's face plates heated up again.
"You mean; the scientist?" Skyfire asked softly and Starscream gave a loud chuckle.
"Yes. And, you are?"
Skyfire was tempted to smack his forehead into his palm, but refrained and argued with himself inside of his processor. He was making a fool out of himself in front of Starscream. A very well known scientist. A very well educated scientist. "I am Skyfire." He muttered shyly and Starscream smiled.
"Pleasure," he said, sticking out his servo. Skyfire took it with hesitation, shaking their servos together before he dropped his servo onto his lap and tried to refrain himself from making a mockery of his name. "You're quite well known yourself, Skyfire."
Skyfire looked up, his name on the other's glossa as if they'd known each other for vorns. Starscream stared back at him in confusion as Skyfire just watched him. He shuddered slightly and then let go of his stare on Skyfire and looked down at his lap.
The shuttle cleared his vocalizer. "So, I hear your.. uh, discovery is going well?"
Starscream looked up at Skyfire with a nod. "And your experiments? I hear you got yourself a partner to work with." Skyfire smiled. "Oh, I know that smile. Your partner is more than a partner?"
Skyfire's face plates heated up. "I.. Well, yes. But is it that obvious?"
"Depends, if you smile like that each time someone mentions your partner. Well, then yes." Starscream muttered, leaning forward. "How about we go for a fly, Skyfire? Yes?"
Skyfire looked around the broken down club and frowned. "Are you sure we're allowed? The patrol 'bots said we're not allowed in the sky after c-" Starscream's stare told him otherwise and Skyfire felt rebellion kick inside of him; he brushed it aside. "Well, I really should get home to.. recharge and contact my-" Starscream snorted.
"Your lover misses you, already?"
Skyfire shook his head. "Quite the opposite, actually. I believe he is much too busy to even acknowledge me as the time comes. He has new experiments to work on, and, well. I haven't spoken to him in quite some time."
Starscream smiled, leaning forward some more. "Poor dear," he teased, running a light blue servo down Skyfire's cockpit. "I'm here, aren't I good company?" The metal beneath Starscream's fingertips began to heat up as his servo drifted lower to Skyfire's hips. A large servo stopped him, and Skyfire's face plates were burning.
"I - I'm afraid you mustn't."
Starscream chuckled. "Faithful, hm?" The shuttle nodded quietly, still gripping Starscream's wrist with gentle complexity. Starscream squirmed slightly and pulled back, grabbing his cube and downing it, wiping the remains with a quick wipe of his lips. He grinned at Skyfire as he set down the empty cube. "Come, then, we'll go back and I can show you some things I've always wanted to discuss."
Skyfire's optic ridge rose in questioning. "Oh?"
"I was meaning to contact you this quintun," Starscream began as he stood, Skyfire followed suite and followed Starscream out of the 'Techno Station' club. "I was beginning to wonder whether it would be nice to drop by and offer up an opinion or two?"
Skyfire's face plates heated up. "I would be - well, honoured."
Starscream smiled back at Skyfire. "I'm glad," he whispered, barely heard by the shuttle as Starscream paused to lead the large shuttle into a back alley. Skyfire's optics looked around hesitantly.
"Why are we-"
Starscream pinned the large shuttle against the wall of a building, grinning up at Skyfire. "I'm sorry, but you don't honestly think that I'll stop just because you have a lover, do you?" Starscream nuzzled against Skyfire's chassis and kissed his cockpit. "Are you bonded?"
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You go Starscream very cool fanfic. I am so going onto fanfic and faving this!!!