With a deep sigh Starscream sits down in his chair at the table in the War room. Flexing his wings, he relaxes into the plush surface that has been added to the spots around the table reserved for fliers.

He isn't the only seeker among the officers, but this is the first time he is to attend to a meeting as SIC and not just head scientist.

Looking across the table his optics meets Flameflares, and he can't help the smile forming on his lips.

The seeker is almost completely blue, just like Thundercracker, but in a darker shade almost on the verge of completely black.

The dark blue seeker bows his head slightly in acknowledge of the tricolored seeker.

"Second." He greets formally.

"Air Commander." Starscream greets the other with a bow of his own head.

Starscream deeply respects the dark blue seeker. He might not be the fastest among their people, but Flameflare had led the Flight Academy in Vos and is a skilled strategist. Starscream had met him several times during courts in Vos when the tricolored seekers presence as the top scientist in Vos had been needed.

When the seekers had joined the decepticons it had only been natural that Flameflare became their air commander. It hadn't been official before after some of their first battles, Megatron it seemed hadn't even thought about the need for an officer to deal with the seekers during the battles, and if he had thought that he himself would be the one to order them around he had another thing coming.

Only a flier would know how to truly lead a group of fliers into battle and how to utilize their skills most efficiently.

Speaking of Megatron, at that moment their leader decides to stride into the war room.

Lifting a brow ridge at the sight of the warlord, Starscream wonders what has made the grey grounder that pleased.

Following the grey frame as Megatron walks around the table to get to his chair at one end, Starscream frowns.

Last he saw the warlord; Megatron had been simmering with barely repressed rage before he had left the laboratory and the tricolored seeker.

The grey grounder had dared to interrupt him while Starscream had worked in his laboratory. It was something you simply didn't do, even Skywarp knew that. The only one to escape such a move was Thundercracker when the blue seeker had had enough of the trineleader isolating himself in his experiments.

In fact, Starscream had worked on tests that had been completely ruined the last time the blue seeker had been around with their tryst starting and ending in the laboratory, scattering various delicate experiments that currently had been running and destroying any progress the tricolored seeker had managed to make.

It had partially been his own fault, he had to admit, which was why he wasn't that angry at Thundercracker.

He had been bending over his work bench watching test tubes filled with energon as different catalysts worked on the fuel, hoping to get readings that might prove useful in making the fuel more efficient to their systems. With more efficient fuel, they needed to consume less and the beginning fuel shortage would be solved and give them more time to locate, unearthing and begin the extracting process from the new energon mines to sustain them with fuel. At war their frames needed more energy, the weapons alone using up ridiculous amount of it while the seekers needed even more to keep up their increased flight time as well.

Pit both Skywarp and Thundercracker needed trice as much fuel to power teleportation and sonic booms than the tricolored seeker, and that was taking Starscreams own use of the nullrays into account. While their effect was nullifying, the pink shots took up one and a half time as much energy from his reserves as a regular laser shot.

So two days ago, when Thundercracker had keyed the door to the laboratory open and demanded his attention, the tricolored seeker had refused to leave his experiments.

With a huff he had pointed at the door without looking up and had silently dismissed the blue seeker.

Of course Thundercracker hadn't obeyed.

Starscream had been isolating himself in the laboratory for days, the only sight of him had been when he had had to refuel, and then his trinemates had only seen him come, fill a cube and be out of their quarters less than a minute later, cube safely in hand while he hadn't even favored them with any acknowledgement.

The last time the trineleader had left their quarters without even greeting them, Skywarp had looked at the blue seeker in resignation, his wings drooping.

The black and purple seeker had hoped for a chance to fly together, just for a short time, but with Starscream this occupied, even ignoring their presence, that chance had become extremely unlikely.

Hours later, after reassuring the black and purple seeker and taking flight the two of them together, Thundercracker had decided that enough was enough and had walked to the laboratory with determination written all over his frame.

And that was when the two seekers had entered a skillful dance in the confined room of the laboratory.

Thundercracker had not left when Starscream had ordered him, not even when the silent order became a worded one.

Looking up from the bench, the trineleader had only looked at the blue seeker for a second before he began to back away while arguing the need for him to do his work for frag sake.

Thundercracker hadn't listened and every step away from him the other seeker took, he followed with one of his own, slowly backing Starscream into a corner where the tricolored seeker had to either sacrifice his experiments or submit to the blue seeker.

Realizing what Thundercracker was doing too late; Starscream had cursed vividly, his optics glaring daggers at the blue seeker as he tried to come up with any solution to an escape that wouldn't ruin four days of work.

Becoming desperate as the blue seeker slowly closed the small gaps that might have provided an escape opportunity, Starscream had thrown logic to the wind and darted for Thundercrackers left before the blue seeker completely cut him off from escaping and by doing so he had caused the blue seeker to sidestep into his move, throwing him towards the wall and the equipment and running test objects that had lined it.

The sound of glass breaking and equipment shattering when it hit the floor as well as the splashing sound of various sorts of liquids leaving their containers had stunned the trineleader in horror for several seconds as he looked down at the mess on the floor, some of the liquids oozing when it came in contact with other substances as it traveled the floor.

Those seconds was all Thundercracker had needed to finally trap the tricolored seeker against the wall, completely ignoring the devastation done.

Looking up, Starscream had met smoldering red optics and any angry retort had been silenced.

"You need to listen." The blue seeker had growled while pressing the tricolored seeker firmly into the wall, grinding their cockpits together by the motion.

The squeal of cockpits grinding shook Starscream completely out of his shock and accepting defeat he had lowered his rising wings, submitting to the blue seeker.

A pleased rumble left the blue seeker and Thundercracker lowered his head down to the smaller seekers, optics taking in the fine lines in Starscreams face.

Ignoring the tempting lips, the blue seekers lips graced a black cheek on their way to Starscreams audials.

"I know the importance of your work, Star, but you can't help anyone if you work yourself into energy starvation. Sky misses you, we both do." Thundercracker murmured softly, his lips nibbling at the sensitive audials while he spoke.

A tiny whimper had been all that left the trineleader at the words and Thundercracker had smiled victoriously when he heard the sound.

Moving away from the audials, the blue seekers lips had traveled the vents, glossa now and then ghosting out to lick and adding more sensation that Starscream was unable to silence.

Caving in completely, the tricolored seekers legs had buckled and only Thundercracker was the reason that he hadn't landed in the spill of liquids littering the floor.

Catching his trineleader around the waist and steadying the smaller seeker before he ended on the floor, the blue seeker had moved both of them away from the destruction at the wall and into the middle of the room.

There he had gently laid Starscream on the cool surface of the floor and had descended upon the seeker laid out open and inviting but yet still closed.

Where Skywarp in his need willingly slide aside his valve cover to allow Thundercracker to pleasure him, Starscream needed to be coaxed; even submitting and laid out like this and clearly wanting, the tricolored seekers cover remained shut.

Giving up control was one of the hardest things for Starscream. And he knew that when he did slide aside his cover whatever control he still held would be lost, the pleasure forcing him into a puddle of pure want and need while Thundercracker took control of the situation and did what he wanted to do to his trineleader.

Biting his lips Starscream stifled a moan when the blue seeker began to tease seams and joints, kneading and rubbing at wires and ghosting breaths and small licks here and there. Thundercracker never once touched his cover while he stimulated the tricolored seeker, knowing that Starscream still held too much control.

Instead the blue seeker slowly lit all the other sensors littering the smaller seekers frame, slowly bringing Starscream towards his first overload and the final loss of control.

Starscream arching in overload was a truly beautiful sight and when the blue seeker brought his trineleader over the edge and Starscream howled in pleasure, Thundercracker allowed his spike cover to slide aside and his spike to pressurize.

Even before Starscream was completely out of his overload, Thundercracker tapped on the valve cover demandingly, and with all the pleasure coursing the tricolored seeker the stimulation done to the cover was enough to trigger it to slide aside.

Feeling how the tricolored seeker buckled as the cool air touched the burning hot valve sending shivers through the frame beneath him; Thundercracker cooed soothingly before he leaned most of his weight onto the smaller seeker and brought his spike to the entrance of the valve leaking copious amounts of lubricants.

Supporting his weight by his arms he had lowered his head to Starscreams and brought their lips together before he nudged his spike gently into the valve.

Breaking the kiss in a groan of pleasure the blue seeker had fought not to just bury himself inside his trineleader in one vicious thrust. He knew Starscream liked to be stretched wide, to feel the slight pain as the spike forced him open, but that wasn't what Thundercracker wanted to give him at that moment. Instead the blue seeker withdrew from the valve even before a third of his spike had entered, and pushed inside just as gentle, going deeper and deeper with every push in and pull out.

He drew out the pleasure agonizingly slow; silently savoring the expressions of both frustration and deeply pleasure filling Starscreams face as he slowly hilted himself inside the other seeker. The tricolored seeker didn't utter a word, only sounds showing the pleasure filling him and the want and need for more, faster, harder.

Thundercracker couldn't stop his laugh at the glare clearly screaming TAKE ME!, that became more and more dominant in the red optics when he didn't do what the other clearly wanted him to.

Just shaking his head in denial of the silent order, he smiled down at the tricolored seeker.

"You need this. Just give in Star." He murmured seductively, adding a more firm thrust into the tricolored seeker before he returned to the slow pace.

Starscream moaned and then whined when Thundercracker resumed his tortuous pace after that thrust, legs capturing the blue seeker around the waist and trying to pull the blue seeker into harder and deeper thrusts.

It was to no avail; Thundercracker was the stronger of them and easily countered the attempts to push him harder into the tricolored seeker.

Unable to take any more of the slow torture, Starscream finally broke the silence.

"Thundercracker! Just…Just take me for frag sake! Don't tease me like this!" the trineleader ordered.

Then after some moments of silence and frustration when the blue seeker just carried on he added:

"Please."

"Please what?" Thundercracker demanded.

Sending the blue seeker a dark glare that soon vanished when Thundercracker shifted slightly in his pace, allowing the rhythm to become faster, Starscream sighed.

"Please Master." The tone was desperate, filled with all the need and want currently coursing through the trineleader. After all he knew to play this game in a way that would give him what he wanted and not give Thundercracker another opportunity to prolong the agony.

His reward came with an increasing pace that became more and more rough, the spike entering his valve deeper and harder, forcing whimpers and moans from his vocalizer and edging on the right side of pleasure/pain.

Soon he was consumed by the overload held at bay by the all too gently thrusting Thundercracker had done and he screamed out his pleasure for the second time.

With the valve clamping down on his spike Thundercracker just barely managed to bury himself inside the tricolored seeker before he released his transfluids, shaking as his spike slowly was milked of the fluids by the crazily rippling valve holding him in.

Coming out of overload, the rest of the tension that had lingered in Starscreams frame vanished completely. Relaxing into the floor, sighing contently as his wings clattered to the cool surface he looked up at the blue seeker still hovering above him.

Withdrawing his spike when the valve finally released its merciless grip on him, Thundercracker groaned as he withdrew from the warm heat inside Starscream to the cool air filling the laboratory.

The spike had almost depressurized and Thundercracker could feel how his frame complained about low energy. He had not been prepared for this to be today, and with the flight he had had with Skywarp before he went to confront Starscream his reserves had depleted.

Looking down at the tricolored seeker currently sprawled open and relaxing into the floor with optics shining in post overload haze the blue seeker had clearly regretted not having taken a cube before he went to talk to his trineleader.

Starscream smiles as he remembers how he had turned the tide on the blue seeker with Thundercracker that depleted already. For once Thundercracker had allowed him some of the control back and the trineleader had paid back the gesture the blue seeker had done by riding the spike after he had stimulated it to full pressurization with his lips.

But the smile sours and the frown returns when Megatron begins to talk to get the attention of the officers around the table.

It had been so clear what the warlord had come for when Megatron had entered the laboratory earlier that day. Unfortunately for Megatron, Starscream had been in no mood to deal with the grey grounder, neither had he felt any need to indulge the grounder. The meeting with Thundercracker those days ago had sated his needs for playful trysts for some time and he had had a mess to clean and tests to rerun as well as equipment to repair, so he had actually had no time at all for anything but duty.

Megatron hadn't taken the refusal well and the warlord had left the laboratory in a fit of rage.

To see the grey grounder this serene now piques his curiosity.

Someone had clearly fragged the warlord, and fragged him well, that was sure.

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