Wing Shift

submission dated 5-10-08
author: FireCracker
(Italic copy bordered by_underscore_)
Archive? You'd better.
Warnings: None really, at least not here. My Transformers are overall less blocky than the ones in G1, shaped more humanoid but still with plates. Makes for easier sex scenes to imagine. They can also reproduce via the spark principle, among compatible individuals. More on that later. And yeah, they have sex.

Warnings: Somewhat depressed and lonely, Skyfire goes slumming. And runs into an interesting triple threat.

Pairing: Skyfire, Astrotrain, Blitzwing, minicon Breaker

Wing Shift


A Tangle of Affections


Blitzwing lay silently next to his bondmate in their quarters. He was _very_ annoyed.

Astrotrain sighed. "You're still angry about this."

The decepticon tank didn't answer directly. "I suggest you pay a little more attention to _me_ and a little less attention on _Skyfire."_

"I'm sorry, Blitz. You know how I get sometimes when a bot interests me."

"This is over the top even for you, Astrotrain. I've put up with your obsessions in the past, but I won't play second fiddle to _anyone!"_

Astrotrain squeezed his bondmate's hand. "No one will replace you, Blitz. It's just...I don't know, this feels _different_ somehow. I can't explain it."

A ruby bright visor blazed. "Well you'd better start explaining it to me!"

Astrotrain paused, a hitch in his voice. "He reminds me of...of...Moonwing, you know? It's strange."

Blitzwing nodded in silence. Moonwing was Astrotrain's first great love, long before the war. He was killed in an early skirmish when the factions first split on Cybertron. Their bond was never completed.

"It's alright, Astrotrain." he pulled his bondmate close. "I know."

"He's not a substitute, I swear." Astrotrain shuddered against his mate. "But the similarities are startling."

Blitzwing wrapped his arms in comfort. "In some ways, maybe. I wanted Skyfire in a relationship too, but not as competition for my bondmate."

"No. That was never my intent, Blitz. But you see, I _have to have him!"_

"Skyfire has a say in all this, Astro." Blitzwing soothed. "If we press too hard it will push him away. And then there's Starscream to deal with."

Astrotrain pulled up gently. "To the pit with Starscream and his threats. He always was a whiny piece of candy."

A snicker. "Very tasty candy, you think? I wonder if Skyfire knows."

Astrotrain grinned nastily. "Oh, I think he'll find out at some point. It will make things _most_ interesting."

Blitzwing lit up a flashstick. "Octane may have a point about being too overconfident. What if your touch doesn't activate at all in his spark?"

"It _will."_ Astrotrain made a fist. "Give it time. Has my touch ever failed?"

"No, but then you've never tried it on a bondmate before, either. We could be playing with something very dangerous here."

"What decepticon minds danger? Besides, the risk is well worth the reward."

"With a piece of "candy" on top?"

"Of course. You know I like sweets."

****

The autobots stood defiantly in their cell, glaring down Megatron. The decepticon ruler seemed mildly amused at their display.

"Such ferocity from a postion of weakness." the callous leader observed. "Enjoy your brief moment, however insignificant."

Megatron turned at the sound of approaching footsteps. "I believe everyone is familiar here." he gestured at a towering white figure from behind.

The autobots reacted to Skyfire's appearance. _"You!"_ Cliffjumper hissed. "Traitor!"

"We _trusted_ you, man!" Sideswipe yelled, fists balled. The other autobots swore in angry tones.

Skyfire stared at them all dispassionately, arms folded.

Megatron laughed out loud. "Such pleasantries can wait, autobots. Skyfire is our new techno scientist. He has a few...experiments to conduct. All volunteers for lab duty are accepted!" an evil chuckle.

"No way!" Tracks shouted. "Get your guinea pigs someplace else."

"Yeah, creep." Sunstreaker snapped. "Why don't you start with that _hunk of scrap_ standing behind you?"

"The decision isn't yours to make." Megatron glanced up at his scientist. "I'll leave the selection to you, Skyfire."

_"Screw_ him!" Cliffjumper bellowed. "If I had my taser right now, I'd-"

Skyfire pointed suddenly. "So many big mouths around here. Cliffjumper will do. He seems most anxious for my experiments."

The autobot was taken aback. _"No!_ You can't-" the others made a protective circle, blocking his exit.

"Stand _away!"_ Megatron pointed his fusion cannon. "The choice is made." he pressed a side panel button, temporarily releasing the force field.

"Come out, Cliffjumper. And the rest of you back off. One wrong move and I'll send you in pieces to Prime!"

With a nervous glance at his friends, Cliffjumper stepped out of the cage. The others edged up for a bum rush.

"Your continued stupidity astounds me." Skyfire glared at the impulsive group.

_"Fatal_ stupidtity, Skyfire." Megatron reactivated the cage. "Now contemplate your fate, autobots. We may need all of you for the decepticon cause."

Runabout and Runamuck appeared suddenly. "You called for us, Megatron?"

Megatron indicated Cliffjumper. "Escort this autobot to the lab. Skyfire will attend you."


****

Air Raid stood near the edge of the force field, watching them go. "What do you think they'll do to him, guys?"

Powerglide sat crosslegged on the floor. "It won't be pretty, I'd wager. Much as I hate to admit it, Megatron is right. This whole attack was stupid from the beginning. We never had a chance."

Sunstreaker was still defiant. "I don't care what you say, Powerglide. It _could_ have worked with a little luck. That trip system they installed in the loading area is a recent development. We had the latest intel!"

"That's why I hate all this spy counterspy stuff. There's always updates."

Tracks was sullen. "Hopefully Broadside got away and signalled Optimus. Short of a rescue I don't see us getting out of here alive."

"And what's with this experimentation stuff, guys?" Bumblebee wanted to know. "We've been captured before, but no mention was made of it. What are the decepticons up to?"

"Whatever it is, it isn't good news for us." Sideswipe brooded. "And now we've got a traitor helping the decepticons."

_"Is_ a decepticon." Powerglide corrected.

"Whatever."

"But why?" Tracks wondered. "Optimus was right when he said none of this makes any sense."

Sideswipe nodded. "Yeah, but did you see his optics? _Cold,_ like he didn't know us anymore."

Tracks considered that. "The conversation we walked in on with Optimus and Ratchet. Could there be truth in it? I know Cliffjumper blew off the idea at the time."

"What, that Skyfire is really a decep with an identity crisis?" Sunstreaker snorted. "Anything's possible, I suppose. I'm no specialist in brain or hardwire tech, but I do know he's changed."

Bumblebee still held out hope. "Maybe they've done something to _him._ If we could just reach out in some way-"

Air Raid shook his head. "No, Bumblebee. Whatever has happened, I think it's too late. If his mind's altered, there's no way we can trust him anymore."

"I only caught the tail end of that conversation Tracks mentioned." Powerglide said. "So Prime and Ratchet believe Skyfire's messed up because what?"

"They think he's a Wanderer." Tracks supplied. "The speculation was that the ice preserved his hardwire at first, but then it got corrupted or something."

"Sheesh, what a mess." Powerglide held his head. "So here we are in a cell. We've got a maniac decepticon leader and headcase newbie decepticon to deal with."

Sunstreaker was gloomy. "That sounds about right."

****

Starscream moved about the base, observing decepticons everywhere on shift. Two notable exceptions were missing.

/Strange. I've been to all four levels and I've yet to see Thundercracker and Skywarp anywhere. Maybe someone knows what's going on./

He stopped by a cargo area, spying Thrust and Ramjet moving containment units. "Have either of you seen Skywarp or Thundercracker? They don't seem to be on shift anywhere."

The two searchers shrugged. Ramjet answered first.

"They were here about sixty breems ago. We aren't sure where they went, though. Said something about going to get some smaller contain units from the engine room."

"The engine room?" Starscream wondered.

"Yeah, they were in a big hurry." Thrust grinned a bit. "Must be something really _hot_ down there."

The red seeker was annoyed, optics nearly slits. "I'll thank you to keep idle speculation to yourselves."

Thrust commented next. "We speculate on much, Starscream. Things are moving along quite nicely, hmm?"

A splutter. "That's _none_ of your buisness. And I'll remind you that we're on duty!"

"A decepticon's duty is always to his bed. Everyone should look to theirs, eh?" a snicker.

Starscream threw his hands up in exasperation and stalked away.

Ramjet nudged his partner. "I think you rattled him a little."

Thrust was smug, golden optics aglow. "Of course. He's not the only impatient one around here!"

****

Starscream made his way to the lower levels. /Engine room, my aft./

His sensors picked up the vaguest of decepticon transmissions. They were muted by the disruptive noise of massive turbines. He clutched his head.

/Who in the world would plan a rendevous down here? It's too noisy for any kind of-/

His thoughts were cut short when he noticed a rarely used access corridor that led past rumbling engines. /What's this?/ Following his curiosity he walked along. The transmissions were stronger, less deflected.

/How very interesting./ A heavy door faced him at the end of the corridor. It appeared to be on auto lock.

"A mystery I plan to solve." Starscream muttered under his breath. He entered all active code combinations. It took about eight breems to unlock.

/Success./ the red seeker peered ahead and pushed the door open slowly. It appeared to be a fairly sizeable storage area. Discarded and secondary parts were everywhere in the dimmed lighting.

Starscream entered quietly, unimpressed. "Big deal."

He'd spoken too soon. Still another short hallway and another door. This one was open just a crack, showing light inside.

The red seeker approached slowly, his sensors clearly picking up transmissions now. Closer still. He heard voices speaking softly. Familiar voices.

/No./

Thundercracker and Skywarp were sprawled on a makeshift bunk in the far corner of the room. They were locked in a passionate embrace, slow caresses giving a rosy energon flush to their panels. Wings flickered lazily, aerialons flexed gently. Starscream saw interface lines twining from their ports and fingertips.

Some portion of his processor was utterly fascinated with seeing his former lover with someone else. And so he watched, stupefied and totally turned on.

"Sorry there isn't time for anything else, Cracker." Skywarp murmured against a smooth throat. "We're still on shift, you know."

"S'okay, Warp." the blue seeker sighed blissfully. "Later...I promise you we'll do this properly."

"mmm...want to screw you, really hard."

"Yeah?" the deep voice rumbled. "What have you _got,_ big boy?"

Clicking sounds of a groin panel. "Oh I'm gonna _show_ you, hot shot..."

Starscream put a fist to his mouth and choked, unable to contain himself. /Unicron take it, should I call them out or join them?!/

He stumbled backwards, clanging against a wall panel. Thundercracker and Skywarp rolled up in shock, awkwardly retracting their interface lines.

_"Starscream?!"_ the blue seeker stammered, making it to his feet. Skywarp secured his groin panel before getting up.

The red seeker stuttered, caught between desire and anger. "Who _else,_ Thundercracker?" he hissed. Starscream noted the high flush to their cheekplates. "Apparently I got here just in time!"

"You...how did you find us here?" Skywarp wondered out loud.

"In case you've forgotten, I'm second in command. And as such, it's my responsibility to see that _everyone_ is on shift and working. You were conspicuous by your absence."

Thundercracker was subdued. "Are you going to report us?"

Starscream considered many things, optics muting to burgundy. "I should, but...no."

Skywarp couldn't believe his audios. "You mean, you're going to let this go?"

The red seeker sighed. "This one time." he looked at his ex lover. "For you."

"Thank you." Thundercracker was sincere.

Skywarp watched them. "Maybe I should leave now."

"Yes, you should." Starscream kept staring at Thundercracker. "Return to your work area, Skywarp. No one will give you any problems."

The purple seeker nodded nervously before glancing at Thundercracker. "TC?"

Thundercracker smiled his way. "Don't worry, I'll be fine. And I meant everything I said, okay?"

Reassured, Skywarp smiled back. "Okay." he made a quick exit.

Starscream waited a few moments before speaking. "So. It seems you've moved on quickly."

A sigh. "What would you have me do? Pine for something that won't happen?"

"I'm...sorry." Starscream moved up and touched a blue wing. "Our last conversation didn't go the way I'd hoped."

"I know."

"Do you love him?"

"I seem to recall this conversation reversed not too long ago."

Starscream stamped a foot and paced. "It was a simple question! Why won't you answer me?"

Thundercracker watched him. "Why should I?"

"Because _you owe me!_"

"I owe you _nothing."_ the blue seeker's anger finally boiled over.

"You dare-"

"Another tantrum, Starscream? Tell me, how long did it take you to jump Skyfire _before_ we broke up!"

Starscream's lips moved wordlessly. "You...you're assuming I'd been with Skyfire that time by the lab-"

"These lies grow more pathetic by the astrosecond." Thundercracker snapped. "I know you were with him, and so do you. You didn't even have the guts to tell me once it happened!"

Starscream looked away briefly. "If you had a full bond, you'd understand. It's...it draws you in, compels you."

Thundercracker considered. "I told you before, I'm no fool. If you'd been straight with me from the beginning things wouldn't have ended so badly."

Starscream touched his cheek. "You may not believe this, but I _did_ try to resist. It was useless."

Thundercracker looked at him evenly. "Maybe you did. But it's better this way, Screamer. I never wanted you to stay with me out of obligation."

"I'm sorry. I really messed things up." he pecked the blue seeker on the cheek. "Do you still love me?" a smirk.

Thundercracker shivered. "What do you think? But it isn't the same, now."

Starscream stood back suddenly, optics flaring. "What do you mean, 'not the same?!'"

"Maybe I understand the attraction of a bond better than you think."

The red seeker glared, optics nearly slits. "You and Skywarp?"

Thundercracker took a blue hand into his own. "Maybe I'll always love you. But it feels different with Skywarp."

_"What?!"_

"What you have with Skyfire, I have with him. And I intend to finish what we started!"

Starscream was smug. "Ah, so you _haven't_ bonded yet."

"A mere formality, Starscream."

The scratchy tone deepened. "And just how long has this been going on?"

"Quite some time, actually. But he was with Swindle and you and I hooked up."

Starscream misunderstood, screeching. "You mean to _say_ you were running around on me, after all the accusations you tossed?!"

Thundercracker laughed deeply. "Don't be an idiot. The potential was there, we just never acted on it. But now we can."

Starscream fell to silence, unable to argue the point.

Thundercracker kissed his hand. "How long were you standing there watching, by the way?"

The fine face flushed with energon. "Who says I was watching!"

"You forget, I _know_ you. Now how long?"

A splutter. "Long enough. I may have peeped a bit, but that's all."

"That's my Starscream." Thundercracker squeezed his hand before releasing it. "Time to go claim my prize!" he turned and left without another word.

Starscream stood helplessly and watched him leave. _I can't believe it. He just walked out on me a second time._

****

Cliffjumper was unceremoniously shoved into a stasis cage by the battlechargers. Skyfire went over to his console station in the lab and adjusted a few controls. Breaker sat nearby, watching the autobot pound uselessly against fields of energy. He'd yelled and cursed the entire way to the lab. The minicon was annoyed no end, covering his audios.

"Big Sky. Breaker not like autobot. Noise!"

Runamuck laughed, setting a timing sequence on the cage. "Don't worry, Breaker. When Skyfire's done with 'im, he won't have a head to make noise with!"

His brother agreed. "Yeah, he'll be all broke up. In itsy, bitsy pieces!" cackling laughter.

"Yeah?" Cliffjumper shook a fist. "We'll see, decepticons. It isn't over yet!"

"Is over now!" Breaker yelled back. "Now _shut face,_ autobot. Or we rearrange!"

Skyfire chuckled. "Breaker, is that any way to treat our guest?"

"No like. Autobot lumpy and ugly."

"You don't work for me either, dinky." Cliffjumper was snide. "Go fall down a drain or something!"

Runamuck was unimpressed. "You're real tough inside that cage, autobot. Skyfire, you need anything else?"

The tall jet shook his head. "Go on, I can handle it from here."

Runabout snickered at Cliffjumper. "Hey. Hope to see you soon, sucker. _Not!"_ roaring laughter as the brothers took their exit.

Breaker jumped to the console and tapped Skyfire. "Breaker shut autobot face? Run mouth."

Skyfire glanced at their captive. "Let him worry a bit, Breaker. We'll start by removing his energy absorber."

The minicon beeped. "Fun."

Cliffjumper stared in growing fear, optics widening.

****

A dejected Broadside sat among the other autobots at the Ark. He listened as Optimus outlined a plan to recover their comrades.

"What's done is done." Optimus boomed to the assembly. "There's no time for recriminations. We have to form a strike team as quickly as possible. There's no telling what the decepticons plan to do!"

"Stupid hotheads!" Ratchet was angry. "They put themselves in danger for revenge?"

"CONSIDERATION APPRECIATED." the head of Omega Supreme bellowed. The repairs on his body were still in progress.

"It's my fault, Prime." a guilty Jazz spoke up. "I knew of their plans and tried to talk them out of it. But they wouldn't listen!"

"At least you have their coordinates." Prowl reassured. "That information might save their lives. But thinking they could take on Megatron in his stronghold is crazy!"

"Yes, it was extremely foolish and naive." Optimus agreed, glancing at a wincing Broadside. "But this isn't the time for blame. Right now-"

"Optimus, something coming in on Teletran Two!" Trailbreaker stared at the screen. "A scrambled transmission." he tapped the feed relays.

Megatron came into focus on the giant screen. The decepticon ruler appeared confident and rather smug.

"Greetings, autobots. And hail, Optimus Prime."

Prime was impatient for information. "Release our troops, Megatron!"

Megatron chuckled. "Your pathetic attack has been crushed. Did you really expect such a hopeless diversion would accomplish anything?"

"What's he talking about?" Hound wanted to know.

"I get it." Prowl spoke up. "He thinks the raid was planned!"

"There was no authorization given, Megatron." Optimus stated. "Those autobots were acting independently. Now release them!"

Megatron cackled like a maniac. "How _interesting._ Losing control of your soldiers, Prime? There is no such disorder among _my_ army."

"Enough taunts, Megatron. Release the autobots or we attack your headquarters!"

"Such impatience, Prime. I have a slight tidbit of information for you."

The autobots looked around at each other. "He's up to something." Jazz concluded.

"Say what you mean, decepticon." Optimus barely controlled his anger.

Megatron crossed his chest dramatically. "You may have noticed a missing autobot among your ranks recently. I just wanted to inform you that all is well. For you see, we recently have accquired a new addition to _our_ ranks."

Ratchet moved to Prime's side. "Does he _ever_ get to the point here?"

"I don't know, this could be important." Optimus murmured. "Does this concern Skyfire, Megatron?"

"It does, Prime. For you see, he has now become an important component to the decepticon cause." a dramatic gesture. There was a collective gasp from the autobots as Skyfire appeared behind Megatron.

"Skyfire is our newly appointed techno scientist. His knowledge and skills will move this war to victory. Victory for _me!"_

"I...I can't believe what I'm seeing." Trailbreaker managed.

Even Grapple gawked. "This is insane."

"Skyfire!" Optimus Prime shouted. _"Why?"_

The tall jet was nonplussed, optics cold as the northern lights. "It's a question you should ask yourself, Prime. Suffice to say, everything I want is here." a frigid smile. "I'm currently conducting a few _experiments."_

Prime caught the meaning. "No. You can't!"

"Of _course_ I can." Skyfire stated smoothly. "However, my test subject won't be harmed. In fact he'll be returned to you soon enough."

_"Skyfire do bad stuff!"_ Swoop yelled, flapping his wings angrily. "We go smash."

"Attacks on this base are not advisable, autobots." Megatron overheard. "The prisoners will be released within 300 breems."

"What game is this?" Jazz demanded. "You expect us to believe you'll just let them go?"

"Only if you forego an attack. Otherwise I cannot guarantee they will function much longer!"

Prowl moved to Prime's side. "I don't like this, Optimus. How do we know he'll keep the agreement?"

"You have the word of Megatron!" the now angry decepticon despot bellowed. "And none question my word."

Crystal blue optics narrowed. "Very well, Megatron. But if you betray your spoken word, we _will_ trash your base."

Megatron glanced up at a smirking Skyfire. "Promises, promises. The next transmission will be given at precisely 289 breems."

The screen went abruptly dark.

"Well?" Wheeljack shook his fist. "Do we wait?"

Optimus turned to the aerialbots. "Silverbolt. Take the others and circle just outside sensor range of their fortress. Monitor and send us a live feed. I want to know all activity in case Megatron tries to move them."

A nod. "You got it, Optimus."

The autobot leader stood tall, his voice resolute now. "Listen, everyone. There's no guarantee Megatron will keep his word. Our strike force will stand ready to attack if any suspcious activity occurs at their tower."

"What about Skyfire?" Inferno wanted to know.

Optimus paused briefly before speaking, his tones clear. "For whatever cause, whatever reason he's betrayed us. Skyfire has made his decision and is no longer welcome in our ranks. All security and access codes will be changed immediately. And as of this moment, Skyfire is officially striken from all autobot record."

The autobots thundered as one. "OUT." they gave a universal thumbs down.

****

Air Raid had a sick feeling in his processors when Cliffjumper was dumped back into their holding cell. The battlechargers mocked them.

"Heh. Ya might wanna take a look at your buddy. I think he's kind of...messed up." Runamuck giggled.

The autobots surrounded Cliffjumper, lowering him to the floor gently. "What did they do to you?" Sunstreaker was worried. Cliffjumper's head dangled at an awkward angle, and he made no move to stand.

"I...I can't walk, guys." the panicked autobot told his friends.

"Aw, that's _so_ sad." Runabout pretended sympathy. "We'll send a card, really."

"Shut up!" Bluestreak yelled. "You creeps can't hold us here forever. When we get out-"

"Yeah, yeah." Runamuck waved. "We know. Take care of gumby there, will you?" still chortling, they made their exit.

Tracks turned Cliffjumper over. "The bastard's removed his energy absorber and module regulator. He's overheating."

Powerglide lifted a small panel on Cliffjumper's leg. "Your neural circuits shut down to save damage. That's why you can't walk right now."

"I feel like I'm burning up." Cliffjumper heaved, rolling to his side.

"I've got some coolant." Sideswipe sprayed a cooling foam on his comrade.

"Thanks." Cliffjumper said weakly. "I'm terribly hungry, guys...feel like I could just soak up energon right now."

Bumblebee put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Take it easy, your systems are out of balance. Can you do a temporary shutdown? It's not like we're going anywhere right now."

"Think...so...guys, get him for me." blue optics went dark in stasis.

"Count on it." Sunstreaker promised.

****

Skywarp retreated to his quarters once his shift was up. He fretted endlessly, his mind full of scenarios involving Thundercracker and Starscream.

_What if they fight about me? Worse, what if Starscream wins him back?_

The nervous seeker kept pacing, his wings dangling low from stress. A small buzz distracted his musings.

_Thundercracker!_ his pump racing, Skywarp bolted to the door. A smiling Thundercracker stood there, holding a large tray of energon treats.

"Cracker! You're here."

A deep chuckle. "Now there's a greeting. You gonna ask me in, or do I have to kiss you in the hallway?"

Skywarp grinned. "Megatron might issue another curfew." he moved aside. Thundercracker walked past carrying the large platter.

The purple seeker smiled widely at his wingmate. Thundercracker was glossy and polished, his bright coloring extremely attractive.

_"Wow."_

"You like?" the blue seeker placed the tray on a table. "I figured I'd get shined up for our first date."

Skywarp approved, nodding. "You look fantastic. I was worried."

A sleek black hand grabbed another. "Why? What's wrong?"

Skywarp pulled him into the living area. "I thought you'd been fighting with Starscream. Or even...considering getting back with him."

"What?" red optics widened in surprise. "No, Skywarp. I'm off the circus ride. Besides, I told him the truth."

"Truth?"

"That what I feel for you is even greater than what I feel for him."

"Ah...he didn't take that too well, I gather."

Thundercracker stroked a smooth cheekplate. "Not really, but we were able to talk it out. We aren't enemies, you know."

Skywarp leaned into the touch. "I know. I was just afraid he'd try to work your feelings, you know?"

A soft laugh. "You always were high strung and nervous."

Skywarp embraced Thundercracker, stroking his wings. "We've got time now, right?"

"All the time we want."

Ruby optics were intense. "I'm...fighting the urge to just spark with you. It's pretty scary, I can't control it."

"I know, Warp. I feel it, too." Thundercracker was husky. "I don't want to go too fast but there's no reason to hold back, either."

"No." Skywarp leaned into a kiss.

/This is wonderful./

/Yesss.../

The two seekers pulled up in shock. "How? I felt you inside!" Skywarp was stunned. "We haven't bonded yet...have we?"

Thundercracker was also pleasantly surprised. "Maybe it's meant to be, Warp. We're so good together..."

Skywarp pulled him into another embrace, optics narrow. _"Very_ good together..."

"Mmm." another kiss, more heated this time. Tongue plates tangled in passion.

/Let's relax and eat those goodies now./

/I've got movies on dvd. Some human actor Bruce Willis in DieHard, and Indiana Jones with Harrison Ford./

/Action?/

/Hmm. mm. Even though it's entertainment some humans remind me of us./

/Sounds good./ Thundercracker picked up the tray.

Skywarp nuzzled noses. "Cracker, after we eat those goodies I want _another_ treat."

The deep voice was rough. "How about a _Thundercracker Special?_ It's hot and spicy!"

"Does it go down well?" Skywarp lowered optics in lust.

"Slides right in." Thundercracker said nastily. "Very juicy."

Skywarp dragged him to the back. "I just _love_ sandwiches."

****

Skyfire patted and buffed his bondmate dry. They'd taken a long shower together after a busy and hectic cycle. Starscream stayed at the lab after hours despite the new restrictions. Skyfire had fun teasing him about it.

"Funny thing, I thought there was a curfew." Skyfire cuddled his mate in the shower stall. Starscream shone like glass after his buffing.

"Well if you can wander around and get lost, why can't I?" a snicker.

Skyfire looked at his bondmate lovingly. "You've got a point there." he playfully blotted a cloth over Starscream's head.

The red seeker preened next to a wall mirror. "You do a wonderful buff and polish, love. How was your day?"

"Interesting and somewhat aggravating." Skyfire flexed his wings so Starscream could dry them. Sleek hands worked out tension and remnants of grime with soft cloths.

"The autobots give you problems?" Starscream busily worked the broad back next.

The tall jet arched and stretched, enjoying his mate's attentions. "A lot of screaming and hysteria. I selected Cliffjumper as a test subject."

"Why him? He's not especially powerful, even though his skill set is decent."

"That's precisely why I chose him." Skyfire did a little hitch when his bondmate cleaned the backs of his knees. /That tickles!/

Starscream grinned behind him. /I know./ "I thought your early data would indicate excessive energy use?"

"Actually, I wanted a transformer who was relatively energy efficient. Cliffjumper falls into that category. I want to duplicate some aspects of his absorption rate."

"Interesting." Starscream kneeled low and buffed Skyfire's toe pods. The big jet giggled, a silly grin plastered on his face.

"Star, I can't concentrate when you keep tickling me!"

"Tch. You're so sensitive." Starscream looked up hotly, a wicked smile curving his features. He stood. "There, all done. All bright and shiny. Ready for _me!"_

Skyfire took his hand and led him out of the shower. "As I was saying, certain components from Cliffjumper give me ideas for energy absorption rates. In the next few breems Breaker and I will work on a test prototype disk."

"Speaking of which, where is he?"

"In the back. I was waiting for you so I stayed in the study area."

With the shower off, they could hear noises nearby that sounded like bots sparking and interfacing.

"Skyfire. Where is that coming from?"

A shrug. "Let's go see."

****

The noises were coming from Skyfire's bedroom. The bondmates entered in curiosity, not certain of what they would find. Breaker was perched comfortably in a pile of zinc pillows, munching a bowl of energon chips. He'd activated the viewscreen and was watching movies. Movies showing...

_"Porn._ It figures." Starscream placed hands on hip components.

Breaker beeped and waved. "Big Sky, Star. Watch good movie! Lots of tickle sticky."

They stared at the screen. There were scenes of screaming, shaking transformers in modes of ecstasy.

"I didn't even know they had the feed on base." Skyfire kept staring.

"There's a whole library. You can get those on three frequencies."

The minicon held a finger to his face. "Now quiet. Breaker see good part."

_"Everything_ is a good part, you dipsy dink." Starscream snipped.

Skyfire watched a scene with great interest. "Now _that's_ a different maneuver."

Starscream blinked. "Oh. You mean the one with those three? I think they're interfacing with their foot pods."

Breaker held out two flashsticks. "Watch with Breaker. Light up!"

Skyfire looked to his bondmate. "You want?"

Starscream was still watching the screen. "I did _that_ lots of times. Amateurs!"

"Starscream, did you hear me?"

"What? Oh yes, Sky. Let's watch."

Skyfire pulled his mate into bed. Breaker wiggled inbetween and handed each a flashstick.

"Now smoke." Breaker insisted, sparking each stick.

Starscream leaned back into his bondmate. "That's fake. No way can they interface through a faceplate."

Skyfire dragged on his smoke. "I'm not buying it either. Primus, look at the size of his rear port! You could drive a gestalt through there."

Starscream giggled. "They say those get real loose if you use them too much. But that big one is really messy. Reminds me of a certain valkyrie jet I know!"

_"Very_ funny."

"They'll need a vaccum hose to get all that up." Starscream puffed his stick. "Sloppy is good."

"No talk." Breaker pointed at the screen. "Watch movie."

"We're just commenting, that's all." Skyfire blew a smoke ring. "Look, Star. They're doing bondage now."

"I hear those chairs are quite stimulating."

"Really? We'll have to try that."

"Octane is into that, you know. He keeps a full assortment of whips and cuffs."

"I won't even ask."

"Oh, nothing like that, love. We were friends a long time, though."

Skyfire inhaled a plume of stick smoke. "A little repetitious there. But who cares when a mainframe is hot?"

"How can they see what to hit?" Starscream stretched a leg over his mate. "It's one big pile up."

"Happy cluster fuck." Breaker supplied.

"Right." Starscream stared at his flashstick suddenly. "Breaker, did you soak these? They taste like Sim Energon!"

Skyfire likewise held his stick out. "I wondered if it was just me..."

The minicon looked innocent. "Breaker not soak. Strong stuff, vintage!"

Starscream glared at the minicon. "Well if we're high on shift tomorrow I'll blame it on you. Megatron would love that!"

"Give Megatron sticks too."

Skyfire cracked up. "Problem solved, Star."

The red seeker pouted, lighting his stick again. "Maybe. Oh look, more mess. I swear that big one reminds me of you, Sky."

"I don't look anything like him!"

"No, you're far more handsome. Maybe you should do porn." silver lips puffed another drag.

The big jet leered, clutching his bondmate close. "I'm about to-"

"Tickle sticky now?" Breaker beeped enthusiastically. "Hot movie make horny. Bite big one!"

Skyfire tapped his friend. "Go bite something else. We're trying to watch."

"Breaker had idea."

"Well, keep it to yourself."

Starscream waved his stick idly, watching the smoke rise. "You know, I haven't felt this mellow in a long time." soft optics looked at his mate.

"Me...either." Skyfire also felt a relaxed mood. He crushed his seeker into a kiss. Breaker nearly got squashed into the bed when they rolled over. The minicon didn't move despite being smashed against the two larger bots. He thoroughly enjoyed his warm spot. Breems went by, and the moaning couple still held a tight lip lock.

At some point Breaker wondered if they'd _ever_ break the kiss. He finally shrugged it off and settled in.

"Good deal. Breaker watch movie and live action, same time."


to be continued