(Here it is people! The last chapter. :)) I know this story could have been so much more, but I just have too many other projects begging for my attention. I hope you all enjoyed this. It's pretty light-hearted, especially for Decepticons…pfff.)

I still don't own any Transformers. Slag.

Secret

Starscream was really surprised when he awoke cuddling Soundwave. He panicked at first, not remembering how he had ended up in the hallway on the floor next to the telepath.

But then the processor ache came, and he groaned. Ah yes, he had gotten over-energized the previous evening. Starscream looked down at the form wrapped around his torso and snorted with amusement. Apparently Megatron's drone wasn't such a drone after all…

Sitting there quietly for a few minutes, Starscream waited for Soundwave to stir. When he didn't, the seeker huffily shook him awake. He wasn't going to sit there and wait for the idiot to wake up; his helm was killing him, and the hard floor was doing nothing for his wings. After a good shove on the shoulders, Soundwave startled awake, his optics wide with fear. Starscream stared; he had never seen Soundwave without his visor –

Or mask! Starscream gawked while Soundwave looked around, confused. The mech was quite, well, appealing. The seeker continued to stare, even when Soundwave looked right at him. The blue mech quickly looked away, clearly embarrassed.

"Query: what happened?" Soundwave's voice was strained; he must have had a headache too. Starscream shrugged, surprised by how well he was taking this.

They had clearly interfaced. Starscream could see the dried lubricant on Soundwave's thighs. Not a week before, Starscream would have been utterly repulsed by the thought.

But now…

Starscream smirked, despite his throbbing head, and leaned in close to Soundwave's face. "I believe we had ourselves a little romp."

Soundwave paled, if that were possible, and flinched back. Starscream was absolutely delighted to see actual fear on that face! He had always wondered if the oaf made faces under that stupid mask. "We-we didn't –"

"Yes, dear, we did." Starscream slid a hand down to Soundwave's pelvic plating, tapping on a spot of dried lubricant. Soundwave stared, shocked, his pretty little lips forming an 'o'. Starscream purred, nuzzling the mech's neck. "And I'm sad to say that I don't remember a minute of the experience."

Soundwave gasped, pulling back. His eyes hardened, his mouth forming a thin line. Oh he was adorable! In a stupid kind of way, of course, but still adorable. "Oh slag…"

Starscream chuckled, nipping at a wire. Soundwave shuddered, but didn't pull away. "So, we never did talk."

"There is nothing to talk about."

Starscream pouted, raising his head to look at Soundwave's optics. "Really?" He grinned, bearing fangs, before grabbing Soundwave by his hips and flipping him onto the floor. Helm ache be damned; that face was driving him mad! Soundwave gasped when his back hit the floor and he grabbed for Starscream's hands. He didn't get very far, of course. Starscream easily overpowered him and pinned his hands to his sides. Apparently Soundwave couldn't handle his high-grade.

"I didn't really feel like talking anyway."

"Wait," Soundwave pleaded, the metal on his face a shade darker. Starscream shivered at the sound, but did as he was told. He stared expectantly, patiently. Soundwave, seemingly feeling comfortable enough to talk again, continued. "Soundwave:…thinks Starscream is interesting."

Starscream frowned dramatically. "Interesting? That's all?"

Soundwave glared, apparently not finished. Starscream nodded his head, encouraging him to go on. "I have always thought so. I just…have not told you."

"Aw, you've always thought so?" Starscream leant down and brushed his lips over Soundwave's heated face. "Since when, exactly? What does always mean?" The seeker couldn't contain a chuckle when Soundwave began shaking beneath him. Oh this was too much fun!

"S-since I first…saw you." Soundwave shifted his legs, heating Starscream's already warm interface panel. Soundwave whined, biting his bottom lip. "Star-starscream, did we…did we really..?"

The mech seemed distressed, genuinely, and Starscream wasn't completely spark-less, so he lifted his body off of Soundwave – somewhat; it felt too good to remove himself from that warm body fully – and let go of his hands. "Yes, Soundwave. Why?"

Soundwave shook his head, clearly fighting panic. "I-I need to see Hook – "

"Hook's recovering, with everyone else no doubt, from a hangover." Starscream brushed his hand over Soundwave's middle, knowing what he was concerned about. "I can take a look if you like? I am a scientist."

Soundwave glared, and it was just too darn cute. "You are not a medic, though." He paused, sitting up on his elbows.

Starscream gasped, pretending hurt. "Oh Soundwave, you wound me!" He snaked his arms onto the floor through Soundwave's, leaning closer to that open face. "I'm quite talented when it comes to matters of anatomy –"

"Starscream!" The seeker jumped, a yelp escaping him. He turned, eyes narrowed. He knew that voice anywhere.

"It's – "

"Get off my communications officer," Megatron growled, stomping down the hall. "What have you done to him? Are you alright Soundwave?"

Starscream stood, leaving Soundwave on the floor. "He's fine."

"I am…fine," Soundwave said, picking himself off the floor. Starscream purred, taking in Soundwave's form. He had no idea where this new want for the idiot was coming from, perhaps the interface, but it was strong. He caught Soundwave's optic and winked. The telepath stared for a moment, before –

Smiling. Soundwave was smiling. It was unexpected, and quite honestly gorgeous. Starscream had to keep his intakes from stalling. What was this? He had never felt this way for a mech before. It didn't matter, he supposed. He was in far too good a mood to care about where freakishly strong urges to 'face a sycophantic moron came from. At least he was pretty.

Megatron grabbed Starscream by the shoulder vent, pulling him backwards. Starscream cried out, surprised by the sudden action. He felt fear when he found himself face to face with an angry Megatron.

"Did you..?" Megatron narrowed his optics, waiting for an answer. Starscream sighed, rolling his optics.

"Yes, we did it in thirteen different positions; I took him in the air and we did it there; we did it in front of Optimus Prime – "

Megatron shoved Starscream away from him and chuckled. Apparently Megatron wasn't too angry. "Smart-aft."

"Better than prying," Starscream snorted. "It isn't as if I hurt him; it was just a – "

Starscream froze, a sudden thought entering his processor. He turned, looking at Soundwave with surprise. Had he…?

"Are – were you a virgin?" Starscream asked in a hushed voice. He walked over to Soundwave, keeping eye-contact. Soundwave shifted, looking directly back at the seeker.

"Yes," he said, but quickly added "but I am not injured, and from what I remember you were –"

Starscream cursed loudly, mad at himself. Why was he drunk while taking a virgin? Especially when said virgin was Soundwave? Primus wasn't fair! He couldn't remember a blasted thing! "Slaggit!"

"I am sorry..?" Soundwave said, his face puzzled.

"Why are you apologizing, fool?" Starscream sighed, calming down. He looked Soundwave up and down, smirking. It wasn't a complete loss, he thought. "Oh well. I can enjoy doing other things to you later…"

"Enough," Megatron said, his voice just below a shout. "We have cleaning to do."

Starscream gave his leader a heated look. "We? I had nothing to do with your ridiculous party!"

"You will do as you're told, Starscream."

Starscream sighed, looking at Soundwave again. He wasn't sure if he could wait that long to get Soundwave alone. Soundwave looked back at him, nervous. The seeker continued to look, before a brilliant idea formed in his head. He turned to Megatron, putting on his most devious face.

"Oh, cleaning – I'm all over that."

Before Megatron could comprehend what was happening, Starscream had grabbed Soundwave's hand and began running down the hall toward the showers. The seeker looked back at Soundwave, a glint in his optics, and ignored Megatron's voice echoing down the corridor after them.

Soundwave, despite himself, only laughed.

End

(Yeah. You can hate me if you want lol I had a plan for this story, but it ended the way it wanted to I guess. I kind of wanted to do a serious one, but that clearly didn't happen. I'm no good at serious stories. :/ Thank you guys for sticking with this though. It was fun, and I hope you enjoyed it!)