"You're not seriously going try and intimidate Megatron are you?"

"Of course we are!" Skywarp enthused, flicking his wings and straightening his back, "He needs to know what's what."

Starscream just wanted to shoot himself. He looked to Thundercracker for help, "Stop him, for his sake as much as mine. Just stop him."

To his surprise Thundercracker shook his helm, "Actually, I think I'm with Warp on this one."

Starscream's mouth dropped open in horror, "No, not you too!" he shrieked, and then buried his face in his servos, despairing. "Just kill me. Primus, end it before it begins."

"Stop being so dramatic," Thundercracker reproached, "We won't embarrass you."

"No, you will." Starscream moaned through his servos, "You will."

Thundercracker shook his helm and sighed. "You're such an ungrateful little glitch. We're only looking out for you."

"You're poking into my business!"

Skywarp made an odd snorting noise, "Well excuse us for finding it all just a bit suspicious."

"Suspicious!" Starscream choked out, looking a little flustered, "there- it's not suspicious!"

"He blew up our door!" Skywarp cried, pointing to the large charred hole in the bulkhead behind them, "Screamed at us and dragged your unconscious frame away!"

Starscream rubbed the back or his helm, "... The Constructions are going fix the door-"

"I don't care about the door!" Thundercracker interrupted, "it's you I'm concerned about."

"There's nothing to be concerned about." Starscream groaned, deflating again.

"Then there'll be no problem when we go and talk to him about it."

Starscream started to hit himself atop the helm; half hoping he'd knock his processor into stasis lock. He stopped as Thundercracker knelt down and his concerned face plates drifted into his vision. He glared at him.

Thundercracker smiled a sad, reassuring smile, "Starscream, are you sure there's nothing you want to tell us?"

"Like what!?" Starscream shrieked, "We interfaced! That's all."

Thundercracker still looked concerned.

"Thundercracker," he moaned, "don't ruin this for me." He jolted forward as someone shoved his wing, "Hey!"

"Yeah hey!" Skywarp snapped, "What's the matter with you? We not good enough for you anymore?"

"You're not Megatron!" Starscream hissed back nastily.

Skywarp pulled a face, but there was hurt in his optics.

"Well," Thundercracker announced, heading towards the hole in the bulkhead, "Since we're only second best we'll be getting out of your way." He gestured for Skywarp to follow after him and stepped through the charred hole without a look back. Skywarp graced Starscream with one last glare, sticking out his glossa as he did, before leaving too.

Starscream fell back on the berth with another groan. Even when he had everything he'd ever wanted, things still didn't work out.

Megatron held Scrapper down with a single servo to the throat as he smashed his fist into the Constructicon's jaw with the other. His optics dimmed before Megatron finally released him, allowing him to sink to the floor at his pedes. He gave him one last kick for good measure.

"Now," he announced to the group of downed, groaning Constructicons, "from now on you will keep your servos to yourselves."

He stepped over to where Longhaul was dragging himself upright and stamped on his servo.

"AhhhaAA!"

"Won't you?" he growled, twisting his pede, smirking as he heard metal scrape and squeal as it was crushed.

Longhaul nodded his helm enthusiastically, biting his lip components to stop himself from crying out any more.

Megatron lifted his pede, "You are lucky I am in such a lenient mood today." he growled, stepping over the whimpering Constructicon and making his way towards Mixmaster who was barely conscious after having been dealt with first. Every inch of his frame wore dents and scratches. And it wasn't over for him yet. "Or else I might have taken special measures to ensure this sort of behaviour could never happen again."

He stopped before Mixmaster and glowered down at him, "But that doesn't mean it won't happen at a later date if I get even so much as a hint that you've touched Starscream," he drew his leg back and sent his pede flying forward into Mixmaster's groin. The Constructicon curled into a little ball and howled, "I will have your spikes removed." Megatron shouted over him, "and rammed up your own ports."

He bent down to loom over Mixmaster, "Do I make myself clear?"

The whimpering mech nodded, coolant leaking from the corners of his optics.

"Good." He made sure to step on each and every one of the Constructicons as he made his way out of the room, somewhat satisfied with the lesson he'd instilled that cycle.

He strode swiftly through the base towards the Command trine's quarters. Hopefully Thundercracker and Skywarp wouldn't be there -he still wasn't sure if he could look them in the optics- and Starscream would be.

He glanced around the charred hole in the bulkhead to look in, and smiled as he saw Starscream laying face down on the furthest berth. He stepped though the hole -unfortunately the Constructicons had been too busy being beaten up to come and repair it, and likely wouldn't be fit for another few cycles now. The command trine would just have to remain door-less for now.

"Starscream," he called as he strode in.

The seeker flinched on the berth and pushed himself up, "What are you doing in here?" he asked, frowning.

"Came to see you."

Starscream rolled over onto his side and shifted to make room for his Commander. Megatron sat on the edge of the berth and lowered a servo to stroke the seeker's wing. "Where is your trine?" he asked, glancing towards the hole every now and then. He'd rather not have to run into them any time soon; if ever.

"Hunting you down," Starscream groaned, "Thundercracker wants your helm mounted on a pike."

Megatron's optics twitched, "Why?" he growled, optics narrowing. Starscream had better not have told his trine about what the Autobot weapon had really done to them.

"They think you're taking me away from them."

Megatron lowered himself down next to the seeker, "They're jealous," he growled, "because you're mine now."

Starscream smile faltered and he looked down, sighing.

Megatron frowned at his reaction, not expecting it. "What?"

Starscream looked up at him sadly, "I lo- like my trine. We've been together a long time."

Megatron sat up on the berth, "I see," he said coldly, "You are having second thoughts about-"

"No!" Starscream shouted, sitting up and grabbing his arm, "No. It's just... My trine-"

"You can't have both."

Starscream looked horrified, "Why?!" he moaned, "They're just my trine. I can't just dump them, we have a bond."

Megatron huffed and pressed a servo to his forehead, trying to rub away his growing helm ache.

"Please Megatron." Starscream whispered, still clutching his arm, "Don't make me choose."

Megatron scowled, "I don't share."

Starscream tried to bury his face in Megatron's arm, "Can't you talk to them?" he said, voice muffled.

Megatron pushed him back and looked down into his face, "I will... talk to them." he relented, "If only to argue my case." Starscream's expression brightened and Megatron found it in him to smile, "I'm not going to let two greedy seekers chase me away from you." he said, rolling on top of Starscream.

The seeker looked behind them at the large charred opening in the bulkhead worriedly, "Megatron, the hole-"

"So," Megatron growled, leaning down to kiss along the edge of Starscream's wing.

"Anyone can just walk in and-"

"No one would dare interrupt, and I don't care who sees," Megatron growled, forcing Starscream's helm back to expose his neck, "Now shut up." he hissed, lowering his mouth, dermas open and ready to bite and suck at the smooth cables beneath him.

Starscream panted and arched on the berth, frame tingling at the sensation of his commander ravishing his neck. He lifted his servos and dug his digits into the gaps in Megatron's thick armoured hips, palms rubbing him affectionately. He gasped at a sting of pain as he was bitten a little too hard and pushed at Megatron's helm.

"Careful," he complained, shifting his legs as Megatron fell between them.

Megatron pulled back, murmuring an apology.

Starscream ran his servos down his commander's back, "Changed my mind," he purred, angling his helm back, "Do it again."

Megatron chuckled to himself and lowered his mouth again, pressing kisses from the seeker's shoulder vents to the bottom of his jaw, "Beautiful." he whispered.

Starscream turned his head towards Megatron, shaking his helm, "Oh shut up." he snickered before moving forward to kiss him.

Megatron's servos pushed his thighs apart, one servo slipping around to grope his aft. Starscream smiled into the kiss, curling his own servos around Megatron's broad shoulders.

"Megatron?" he murmured against the larger mech's lips.

Megatron hummed.

Starscream pulled back, lifting his servo which was now stained in a stick dark purple substance, "Why is there energon on your shoulder?"

Megatron pulled back, brow creasing. "... I dealt with the Constructicons-"

"What!?" Starscream shouted, shooting up and pushing Megatron back. "You what?!"

Megatron rolled his optics, "I dealt with the problem."

"I don't need you dealing with my problems!" Starscream shrieked, "I am perfectly capable of looking after myself!"

Megatron sat back, scowl forming, "I was protecting you-"

"I don't need protecting!" Starscream shouted, smacking his commander's servo off his thigh, "My trine spends all their time 'protecting' me, I don't need you doing it as well!"

Megatron placed his servo back on the seeker's thigh, gripping hard, "If you keep letting yourself fall victim to-"

"I'm not victim to anything!" Starscream howled, "You're ruining my reputation!"

To Megatron's credit he counted down from three before he replied, "What reputation?" he growled, "You've always been a snivelling coward. You can't defend yourself-"

"Oh really?" Starscream sneered, "Well how's this for defenceless!"

Without much more of a warning Starscream jumped up and jammed his fingers in Megatron's optic.

Megatron leapt back, snarling in shock. His servo flew to cover his optic. Starscream wasn't in a particularly merciful or fair mood though, and took the opportunity to pull back his thruster and kick Megatron in the lower abdomen, where the armour was thin enough for it to be felt all the way in his tank.

He bowed over, "Starscream!" he managed to bark out before the thruster collided with his shoulder, "Starscream!"

"Who's! Defenceless! NOW! Starscream shrieked as he steadily kicked the larger mech off the berth.

Megatron managed to get a hold of himself long enough to grasp the thruster that was repeatedly kicking him. He tugged Starscream down with him and they landed on the floor with a loud clang. Starscream fell on top, knocking the wind out of Megatron's intakes and then proceeded to take full advantage of his Commander's winded state to continue his attack.

He delivered one last clean punch to Megatron's faceplates, "Slagger!"

"Enough!" Megatron snarled, grabbing his servos and finally restraining him, "Enough."

Starscream remained straddling his waist as he glared down at him. "I can look after myself." Starscream hissed, sitting back, finally finished.

"Clearly," Megatron huffed.

They were interrupted by a loud voice echoing through the hole in the room.

"Oh!" exclaimed the loud voice that was undoubtedly Skywarp from the doorway, or the hole where the door once was, "Oh I see how it is!"

Starscream and Megatron looked up from the floor to see both seekers stamping their way through the gap in the bulkhead.

Megatron sat straight up, releasing Starscream's wrists and shoving the seeker away so he could have full mobility in case the other seekers decided to attack. Starscream hissed in indignation as his aft collided with the floor with a painful bang.

Megatron stood to his full height. And a standoff ensued.

Thundercracker and Skywarp stood wing to wing, with equally aggressive stances and glowering optics. Megatron's optics flickered between the both of them, right arm twitching as if he itched to charge up his fusion canon. Thundercracker looked just as ready to aim his null rays at Megatron's face.

Starscream, still flat on his aft on the floor between them, decided he needed to intervene before Megatron started a fight, or worse, Thundercracker tried to talk to him.

"Cut it out!" he shrieked kicking Megatron, who was nearest to him, in the shin.

The standoff was put on hold as all three other occupants of the room turned to stare down at him, or in Megatron case, glare.

Unfortunately he wasn't able to keep Thundercracker's attention for long.

"Excuse me lord Megatron," the blue seeker said in a relatively polite manner, stepping across the room to the larger mech, "but with all due respect-"

"Megatron was just leaving!" Starscream blurted out before Thundercracker could embarrass him.

"Not without you I'm not," Megatron growled down at him.

Starscream didn't need to look up at Thundercracker to know his trine mate's expression was furious.

"These are his quarters," Skywarp cut in, "He's staying here."

Megatron took a step forward and Starscream scrambled to his thrusters, slapping a blue servo to his leader's chest to keep him back, "Just go," he hissed in Megatron's audial, "I'll come later."

Megatron didn't take his optics off the other two seekers and Starscream wished Skywarp would just take that stupid smirk off his face. He glared at him as he walked Megatron around his trine mates, who wouldn't move from their position on the centre of the room. He gave Megatron an encouraging shove through the hole in the bulkhead only for his wing to be grabbed and he was dragged forward to the larger mech's mouth. He ended the kiss quickly, and almost dreaded having to turn around again to see his trine's faces.

Megatron spent more time glaring at them than he did looking at Starscream.

"They're my trine," Starscream emphasized one last time.

Megatron merely graced them with one last glare before stomping down the corridor.

Starscream visibly deflated in both relief and emotional exhaustion.

"Starscream."

And he sighed at the sternness of Thundercracker's tone.

"What?" he groaned.

Thundercracker and Skywarp shared a look, "We don't approve." the blue seeker stated bluntly.

Starscream whirled on the stop. The very idea that his trine thought they had the power to approve or disapprove of what he wanted was ridiculous. "It's good I don't require your approval then," Starscream growled.

"Don't be such a glitch!" Skywarp cried, "We just want the best for you."

Starscream bawled up his servos, "No you're just trying to sabotage this for me. You want to keep me here with you!"

"How can you say that?!" Skywarp cried dramatically, "We love you! What's Megatron got that we can't give you?"

"A real relationship!" Starscream shrieked, "Because he wants me! He's not fragging me out of obligation or pity, he actually likes me!"

"I just said we love you!" Skywarp howled, shrugging Thundercracker off as the blue seeker tried to place a comforting servo on his wing.

"All I am around you two is a third wheel!"

Skywarp stopped, mouth dropping open as he tried to think of something to say back.

"See!" Starscream pointed out, "Why can't I have someone? Someone just for me?"

Thundercracker shook his helm, "Megatron is not that someone."

"How would you know?"

"He's violent Starscream!" Thundercracker snapped, "Short tempered, dangerous! I don't want you in such a vulnerable position with him. I wouldn't be able to recharge if I knew you were with him"

"He's not like that!" Starscream argued back, slapping a servo to his helm.

"Well I wouldn't know because you won't even let me speak to him!"

Starscream puffed out his chest, "Then come with me tonight, I'll show you."

Skywarp's expression visibly brightened, "Show us?" he asked, intrigued.

"No!" said Thundercracker loudly, "no, no, no. You're not dragging us into this thing you have with him."

To Starscream's relief, Skywarp seemed to side with him, "Yeah I'll come! Can we go now?"

"No Skywarp!" Thundercracker yelped, "No this isn't how this is going to happen. We can see if Megatron's a fit partner for Starscream without being voyeurs."

Skywarp snorted, "I'm not sitting out!" he exclaimed, "C'mon Thundercracker! You never know, Starscream could be on to something here. And I've always sort of wanted to..."

Thundercracker scowled, "You've always wanted to what exactly Skywarp? Have a foursome or frag Megatron?"

"Does it matter?" Skywarp exclaimed again, "looks like both might be happening."

"I know I said I wanted to speak with Megatron," Thundercracker grumbled, "But this is ridiculous."

Starscream rolled his optics and kicked the bottom of Megatron's door casually, "If you weren't so overprotective I wouldn't have to mediate you three."

"You don't need to mediate for me." Skywarp said happily, leaning against Megatron's door frame as they waited for it to unlock. "I like Megatron." He said, completely dismissing his earlier comments it seemed.

Thundercracker scowled, "Just because you think you're getting a facing."

Skywarp's expression faltered, "I'm not?"

"No!"

"Oh shut up!" Starscream cut in, "You criticised his competency as a partner, it's only fair he has the opportunity to prove you wrong."

"Starscream-"

The door to Megatron's quarters swished open –finally- to reveal Megatron, who was glaring angrily at the two seekers he hadn't expected, or wanted, to see. "Starscream" he growled, glaring at Thundercracker, since Skywarp was smiling too brightly for him to even look at.

Starscream looked between them, and stepped forward, pushing Megatron back into his quarters, "Wait here," he muttered to his trine mates and he pressed the door panel closed behind them.

"Would it kill you to at try to be polite?" Starscream snapped at his commander.

Megatron's sneer said enough. "I am not the cause of this... problem. It is your trine that is-"

"I brought them here so we could come to an agreement."

Megatron growled, "You're more trouble than your worth," he hissed spitefully, "I've never had to negotiate terms with anyone over taking a lover before."

Starscream rolled his optics, "You've never had a mech like me before."

Megatron harrumphed, "A useless, blundering fool?"

"Brilliant, witty and stunning." Starscream corrected.

"Why have you brought them," the larger mech growled impatiently, glaring at the door, half hoping the other seekers would get bored with waiting and leave him and Starscream alone.

Starscream grew awkward, "They don't think you're... suitable," he said lamely, "they're trying to disprove of us being together." Something murderous lay in Megatron's expression then, and Starscream tool a step back, slightly alarmed, "They think you're too violent..."

"I'll show them violent,' Megatron growled, heading towards the door.

"Oh stop it!" Starscream shrieked, "They're looking out for me. It's not their fault you have an awful reputation as a lover."

Megatron stopped and turned around. This reputation was news to him, "Excuse me."

Starscream waved him off, "Never mind, Never mind!" he said hurriedly, rushing back to the door. "Let's just get this over with."

Megatron caught his servo and pulled him back, "Bad reputation?" he growled.

Starscream shrugged, "What!? It didn't stop me from wanting you."

"Obsessing over me, you mean."

"I was not obsessed! You're so arrogant!"

Megatron grumbled something and turned away, shoulders hunching up in clear agitation.

"Please," Starscream whispered into his commander's audial, "Let me show you off. Prove to them how capable you are of taking care of me," he placed his servos on Megatron's broad back, rubbing him gently.

Megatron turned back around, "Perhaps it's time I rectified this... bad reputation I seem to have."

Starscream grinned, "Really?"

Megatron nodded, huffing gently and moving to sit on the berth, and Starscream nearly tripped over himself in his haste to open the door and let his trine in. Skywarp needed no encouragement to venture inside, bouncing past Starscream and rushing at Megatron. The poor warlord only looked up at the rapid succession of clicking just in time to be tackled backwards into the berth by the seeker.

"Starscream!" Megatron bellowed as he tried to push the excitable seeker away.

"Welcome to the trine!" Skywarp shouted, wrapping his arms around Megatron's helm and hugging him enthusiastically.

"Skywarp!" Starscream's voice snapped, quickly followed by Thundercracker in the same tone of voice, "Get the frag off him!" Thundercracker stormed across the room and dragged his trine mate off their volatile commander, but Skywarp held tight, even with Thundercracker pulling and Megatron pushing.

"I don't know why or how you did it, but thank you!" Skywarp burst out enthusiastically, "Cause Primus I can't tell you the amount of role playing we had to do with him just it get it out of his system-"

"Skywarp!" Starscream shrieked in horror as his mate started telling Megatron the very information he had been sworn never to tell anyone, least of all their commander. He came to assist Thundercracker in tugging him off their leader. "Shut up!"

"What!?" what Skywarp burst out, finally loosening his grip on Megatron's shoulder and getting dragged back across the room, "It's not like I told him about all those wet dreams you used to have-"

"Skywarp!"

"Or that time Thundercracker found you dry humping his throne-"

He was cut off by a fist to the face, but his wail of pain was ignored, as Starscream turned horror-struck to see Megatron's expression. He slagger was smirking. "Did he now?" he asked the purple seeker.

Skywarp dragged himself back up with the help of a disproving Thundercracker, "Yeah!" Skywarp said excitedly, now clearly thinking could finally spill all those secrets he had been under oath never to tell Megatron. "And then there was that time he built that vibrating gun just so he could-"

"Skywarp," Thundercracker growled sternly as Starscream looked seconds away from firing up his null rays.

He ignored the warning, "You still have that thing don't you Star?"

Starscream's vents were roaring as he cycled air, barley restraining his fury. He wanted to turn around and tell Megatron they were all lies, all of them... but the mech clearly knew and had already decided in his own processor they weren't, so there was no point now, no matter what he'd say.

"What kind of gun?" Megatron asked curiously, already having some suspicion.

"Megatron!" Starscream yelped.

"Pee thirty eight Walther-"

"He's lying!" Starscream snapped desperately, "it's not true!"

Megatron was still looking at Skywarp though, grin spreading across his face, "Anything else?" he asked curiously.

Skywarp returned his grin and opened his mouth just before Starscream shoved him back, "Get out! I've changed my mind; I don't want you near him."

Thundercracker pushed forward, "This needs to be rectified." he rumbled, "I'm not leaving until I know you're in safe servos."

"Get the frag out of my life!" Starscream shrieked dramatically.

Whilst they were arguing, Skywarp sneaked behind Starscream towards Megatron again, who gestured him forward with a welcoming servo, "Now tell me what else you were going to say?"

Skywarp happily seated himself next to the warlord, "He used to have me and Thundercracker punish him, pretending to be you."

Megatron's optical ridges rose high on his helm, "Really? What sort of punishment?"

Skywarp beamed, "Spanking."

"Skywarp!" Starscream howled, spotting him and stamping towards him. Clearly he hadn't heard what he had just told Megatron before he had yet to shoot him in the face. "I hate you!"

Megatron stood in front of the purple seeker, "I thought you wanted me to get along with your trine mates."

Starscream tried to jump around Megatron's bulk to get to Skywarp, "Not him. I want him in the brig! I want him offlined!"

Megatron reached out and placed a servo on Starscream's wing, "That's enough." he said firmly. "Now," he said patiently, his servo stroking down Starscream's wing fondly, "Why don't you go and fetch that vibrating gun of yours?"

"Slag yeah!" Skywarp burst out.

"No!" came Starscream and Thundercracker's simultaneous replies. Starscream opened his mouth to squawk something else but the blue seeker threw out a servo to stop him, "We're here to have a sensible conversation with lord Megatron," he said, taking care to use Megatron's proper respectable title, "As to what his intentions towards Starscream are."

Starscream made an indignant noise, and Megatron frowned. His intentions towards Starscream? His intention was to frag the little glitch through his berth every cycle for as many vorns as he could managed to hold onto him. But he couldn't really tell Thundercracker that could he?

The blue seeker must have taken his pause for confusion, "I meant, are you just fragging... or do you intend to have a relationship?"

"No," Starscream answered quickly, the exact same time Megatron announced a confident "Yes." And Starscream's mouth fell open, whether it was in amazement or horror, Megatron didn't know.

Just because he wanted to have the seeker sexually every night, didn't mean he didn't want the rest of him to. The way he saw it Starscream was his anyway. His Air Commander. His to do with as he pleased.

Thundercracker looked incredibly surprised, but his gawping jaw was over shadowed by Starscream's awkward stuttering.

Megatron straightened his back, "I intend to court Starscream as per seeker traditions," he announced, and a sideways glance confirmed that Starscream looked as if he were about to collapse, "And I would benefit from some insight into these traditions." he fixed Thundercracker with a look, "if only to make Starscream feel more comfortable separating from his trine."

Thundercracker's optics narrowed again, and he ignored the high pitched noise Skywarp made behind him, focusing more on Megatron use of the word 'separating.'

But Megatron's attention was taken momentarily by Starscream muttering quietly under his breath, as he stared up at his leader with something's akin to adoration, "Bond with me..."

Megatron frowned, not having quite heard, "What?"

Starscream quickly glanced at the floor, muttering something else and then playing with his servos. Megatron narrowed his optics and turned back to Thundercracker,

"As Starscream's trine it is customary we see for ourselves whether you'd be a suitable mate for Starscream." Thundercracker explained as he glanced at his seemly out-of-it, love struck trine leader for a moment, and shook his helm. Primus he'd never met a mech so obsessed. Someone who craved another mech's attention so badly he'd act out like a spoilt child to get it, and acted even worse when he didn't. He personally thought this should stop here; it was bad enough Skywarp always managed to convince him into playing out Starscream's fantasies, encouraging him, but to actually let him taste something he was bound too loose.

Despite Megatron's words he suspected his leader was after a fling, nothing more. Perhaps if he did learn more about seeker customs he'd back off.

"It is normally required you interface with the trine first to check suitable compatibility." He said, hoping it was enough to change his leader's mind. Very few mechs were prepared to take on two seeker's at a time, he doubted Megatron would risk the blow to his ego should he fail.

Megatron very nearly grumbled something about how he already knew they were comparable since he'd already interfaced with both of them -at the same time- before remembering no one could ever find out about that; least of all them.

And Starscream.

"Fine." he growled, glaring at Thundercracker.

The blue seeker's smug smirk faltered slightly, as of he'd been expecting him to reject to such a thing.

Why would he reject? He didn't particularly like Thundercracker, his loyalty was more questionable than Starscream's and he never tried to hide his dislike for him. Of course he didn't shout about it like Starscream used to, but that didn't mean he didn't know about too.

No, He had no qualms about fragging them both, in fact, despite his previous bad experience with them he was quite looking forward to inflicting some well needed revenge on the two of them, especially Skywarp. He wanted to reaffirm him dominance with him, remind him he was in charge, the stronger, bigger mech. Thundercracker had been calm and reserved even in the throes of bliss that day, not much more than stiffening limbs and hitching breaths. And he wanted to break him, feel that soft silky port around him again and give in the attention it deserved, but most of all he just wanted to show both of them how capable he truly was of handling their near insatiable trine leader in berth.

He reached out and wrapped an arm around Starscream's shoulder vents, tugging him to his side. "And you thought we wouldn't be able to get along."

Starscream grinned like the fool Megatron was always telling him he was and Skywarp was bouncing on his thrusters in excitement. He jumped forward to whisper in Thundercracker's audial.

"Those customs only apply to other seekers," he reminded his trine mate, "Megatron's a grounder. He doesn't have to conform."

Thundercracker scowled, he knew, but his plan to dissuade Megatron had backfired terribly. Then again, perhaps this could work.

He took Skywarp servo in his own and pulled him past the new couple, shaking his helm at Starscream's fawning and Megatron allowing him to do so as they reached door.

"I expect you to be back here in three joors." Megatron ordered Thundercracker, reminding him he was still in charge, and likely would be tonight as well. Thundercracker glanced over his shoulder vent to see the larger mech smirking at him in a disgustingly smug manner as he stroked Starscream's wings as if to say 'look at what I've taken from you.' His contempt increased as he watched Megatron pinch Starscream's wing tip, making the jet moan. And Thundercracker could almost hear Megatron's voice in his own processor, 'and guess what? I'm not ever going to give him back.'

Thundercracker dragged Skywarp out into the corridor with a sense of purpose, his lips pursed, wings high and back straight.

Megatron may have thought he'd already won, but Thundercracker wasn't going to lose his deluded trine leader without a fight.

"C'mon Warp." he growled, "We've only got three joors to plan this."

"Plan?" came Skywarp's surprised voice behind him, "I was just gonna sit back and enjoy myself."

Thundercracker threw him a disgusted look over his wing, "You're just going to 'sit back' and watch Megatron take Starscream away?"

Skywarp looked confused and rubbed his helm, "I didn't think he was going anywhere Tee Cee."

Thundercracker made an annoyed noise and dragged Skywarp in through the charred hole in their bulkhead after him. "You didn't honestly believe him did you?" he snapped.

Skywarp stumbled in and fell playfully on their shared berth, he smiled up at the blue seeker, "To be honest I wasn't really listening-"

"No of course not!" Thundercracker shouted, "Megatron's going to snap Starscream's spark in two and you're just going to let him get away with it."

The smirked fell from Skywarp's lips, "Nah, I kinda heard him say he was gonna court Starscream."

"Yeah right," Thundercracker snorted, snatching up a data-pad and scribbling on it furiously.

Skywarp frowned, "...Why? Don't you think he might really like Starscream?"

Thundercracker shook his helm, "Why would anyone," he muttered, crossing something out and writing another point, "He's an obsessed glitch, you know that."

Skywarp glared at him, slaying back on their berth, "Maybe Megatron likes obsessed glitches if they're obsessed over him. You know what an egomaniac he is."

Thundercracker paused and turned to look at him, "...You told him all that stuff on purpose didn't you?"

"Of course I did," Skywarp said, waving a servo absently, "but if you're implying I told him because I wanted him to know how he revved Starscream's engines enough to make him go out and do crazy slag like hump his throne in the middle of the recharge cycle and make a vibrating replica of his alt form, then yeah, that was another reason."

Thundercracker glared at him for a moment before throwing his data-pad at his helm. It hit its target dead on. "Hey! Tee Cee!" he cried, a servo pressed to his helm.

"Now look what you've done!" Thundercracker snarled.

Skywarp pulled a face, "I didn't make you throw a data-pad at you!"

"No! Not the data-pad! Starscream!" Thundercracker howled.

"Stop freaking out Tee Cee!" Skywarp yelped. "Maybe we should give Megatron a chance, we'll see what it's like this evening and-"

"He's violent Skywarp, we've already been through this! He hits Starscream anyway and I don't want him in such a vulnerable position if Megatron loses his temper!"

"He hasn't hit him since-"

"I don't care!" Thundercracker burst out, "and it's unhealthy. He thinks he's in love, he's not! He's crazy!"

"Of course he is he's Screamer," Skywarp reminded helpfully with a smile, "and so am I and so is Megatron, and the rest of this damn faction. Even you're a little unhinged."

Thundercracker narrowed his optics, "Don't be ridiculous."

"You're the one acting like Starscream's over protective creator." Skywarp sang to him. Thundercracker plonked himself down on the edge of their berth, shoving Skywarp's thruster away. "And we are still going tonight. You're the one that told Megatron it was a custom and I am not having you ruin my fun."

Thundercracker sighed, the fight leaving him. Now all he had to think about was tonight, and beneath all his concerns about Starscream, he was slightly concerned about himself as well. He didn't particularly like Megatron, as a leader or a mech on a personal basis, and it was plainly obvious that Megatron wasn't too fond him either. Perhaps this wasn't such a good idea after all.

"You promise you'll be gentle with them," Starscream asked again, passing him a cube, taking a sip of his own.

Megatron nodded again, "I'm not so inexperienced that I don't know how sensitive seeker's frames are." he smirked at the seeker, and Starscream smiled back, "I was you for a cycle remember, you haven't already forgotten already have you?"

Starscream shook his helm, and sat in the chair opposite his leader, "That reminds me," he said, dipping his finger into the top of his cube, "You need to stop listening to Soundwave."

Megatron paused, his drink inches from his lips as he watched Starscream stick his energon coated finger into his mouth to suck it off. He shook his helm, trying to recall what the seeker had said, "Why would I stop listening to Soundwave?"

"Because he's making me look bad," Starscream answered honestly.

Megatron pulled a face, "You do that yourself."

Starscream stuck his fingers in his cube again and flicked his energon at Megatron. The glare he got in return told him not to do it again.

"I heard him," Starscream insisted, "in the med bay when I -you- whatever, woke up. He put unnecessary emphasises on my collision with you on the battlefield. Implied it was my fault he called the retreat!"

Megatron smirked over the rim of his energon cube, "It was your fault." he murmured taking a sip and savouring Starscream's disgruntled expression, "And it was your fault I had to endure many unwanted scenarios that cycle."

Starscream rolled his optics, "It couldn't have been that bad, I deal if it every cycle. And I had a lovely time as you."

Megatron glowered, "I'm sure you did." he took another sip of his cube, "and you shouldn't have to."

Starscream looked up, "What?"

"You shouldn't have to deal with that slag," Megatron answered, "Nobody should. Not even a glitch like you."

Starscream looked away awkwardly, checking his chronometer just for something to do, "Thundercracker and Skywarp will be here soon," he said quietly.

Surprisingly Megatron smirked, "Let's hope they found that vibrating gun of yours."

Starscream threw the remainder of his cube at him.

It was quite possibly the most awkward thing Thundercracker had ever had to do. He held his wings high and refused to let both his contempt for Megatron and this entire situation, and his apprehension for what was going to happen, get to him. Such apprehension was not at all helped by Skywarp bouncing on the spot in excitement next to him.

He pressed the door comm. and waited. Within seconds Starscream stood before them, smiling with some sense of relief. "You came." he breathed, stepping aside to let them in.

Thundercracker ignored Skywarp's rush past him, instead focusing on his trine leader. "Starscream, I'm going to reason with you one last time-"

The rest of whatever speech he was going to give was cut off as Skywarp made it to the berth on the other side of the room, jumping up onto Megatron -who was seated at the end of said berth- lap with a squeal of barely contained excitement.

Thundercracker narrowed his optics at his trine mate's eagerness, but didn't comment on it and he watched Megatron allow the purple seeker to ramble away to him, no doubt informing him of more of Starscream's best kept secrets.

Eventually Megatron stood up, letting Skywarp slip off his lap slowly, but somewhat reluctantly. He nodded towards Starscream and stepped forward.

No words were said, as per custom, Starscream must have informed Megatron of that much. He closed his optics and cycled air deeply before opening them again. Perfectly collected.

Or not.

Megatron went straight for him, clearly deciding to deal with the most awkward one first. Thundercracker actually flinched as huge black servos curled around his cockpit from behind and manoeuvred him carefully to the berth. He looked to the side to see a very jealous looking Skywarp before he was given an encouraging nudge to get on the berth.

He heard Starscream murmur something quietly, but couldn't hear what, before the same two large servos turned him around, onto his back. He was met with Megatron's dark red optics, strangely, almost indifferent, as if this entire thing was just putting him out. Thundercracker felt a little indignant and it must have shown on his face because Megatron placed a servo to his cockpit and pushed down, holding him in place.

"What would you like?" Megatron asked sincerely; but was clearly enjoying his position above him. He placed both his servos close to his helm and leant down on them, hovering too close for Thundercracker liking.

"For this to be quick." he said through gritted dermas.

Megatron actually chuckled; it was a deep rich sound. "I see Starscream's not the only member of your trine with an attitude problem."

Thundercracker bared his dermas aggressively, and tried not to look at Skywarp who was stood at their side, watching attentively. He shifted awkwardly and pulled an unpleasant expression as Megatron's thick fingers stroked down his cockpit and delved into the seams on his hips. He bucked up into intentionally.

"I've fragged Starscream enough times these past few cycles to know just where to touch," Megatron happily informed him, lowering himself down to press their frames together, servos rubbing circles on this inner thighs. "To make him squirm."

Megatron's other servo stroked up the length of Thundercracker wing, and almost against his will, his own dignity, a moan rolled out of him, his back arching slightly. His legs separated and Megatron slipped down between them. Thundercracker inwardly groaned as a very warm and larger than he was used to frame pressed right up against his interfacing panel.

Metal squealed as it was ground together.

Thundercracker's helm fell back and he gasped.

Megatron closed his optics and relished the moment as Thundercracker's fingers curled and scrapped against the berth top, wings twitching under his ministrations, thighs shaking against him. He hadn't even done anything yet. He smirked to himself, perhaps Thundercracker wasn't such a prude after all

He leant down and bit into Thundercracker's exposed neck, sucking at the cables as it drew the little moan from the blue seeker. His grinding was reciprocated, and Megatron left Thundercracker's wings in favour of grabbing his hips, and pushed him together harder. His mouth left Thundercracker's cables, after having thoroughly sucked, liked and bitten every inch of them, to trail light kisses down his cockpit.

He'd prove to the stuck up seeker just how tentative a lover he could be, and then he'd go about his business fragging him through the berth.

Blue servos grabbed the back of his helm and gripped tightly, the seeker's expression was strained, his mouth moved wordlessly.

Megatron decided he'd better hurry up, he had three seekers to take care of, and there was only one of him. Not that he couldn't do it of course, he was Megatron after all. But he still wanted to give a good performance to Starscream's trine, put them in their places, and dominate them like he had the privilege of dominating his second whenever he pleased.

Without much warning he rubbed at Thundercracker somewhat leaking panel in just the right way, and after plenty of practice with Starscream, flicked it open in mere seconds. Thundercracker gasped a cool air rushed over sensitive nodes, not having expected Megatron to get in so quickly.

Megatron graced his aghast, befuddled expression with a lob sided smirk just before slipping a thick finger in to his tight -tighter than he could remember- wet port.

He rumbled in appreciation, Thundercracker squirming under him.

He pressed another kiss to the top of Thundercracker's cockpit before into shoving another two digits in to join the first. Fluid started to gather, quickly, surprisingly quickly, as Megatron worked his servo in, Thundercracker almost riding down onto them.

Megatron saved a file away for later, still relishing the situation. Why hadn't he agreed to this sooner?

He ripped his fingers free, and took pride in the moan of disappointment it drew from the blue seeker, kicking out on the berth at the loss of sensation on his throbbing valve. A puddle of lubricant had gathered beneath his aft, most of it now smeared across the berth where Thundercracker had wriggled around.

Megatron pulled away, sitting back on his pedes so Thundercracker could have fill view as he retracted his own interface panel and extended his spike, slowly. Thundercracker watched with dim, lustful optic's, stilling on the berth as Megatron stroked himself a few times for good measure.

He leant back down again, listening to Thundercracker rapid intakes.

He pushed two blue thighs apart, and lined himself up to the sopping wet port, uncovered and wide open all for him, before he pushed in, groaning as all he could feel was tight wetness, squeezing him beautifully. Thundercracker grunted, frame jolting on the berth. It was not quite the high pitched squealing Megatron was used to hearing from Starscream, but somehow, almost as satisfying.

He waited a moment for the seeker to adjust, before rocking himself forward, twisting his hips and working the blue seeker's port to near perfection.

Thundercracker wasn't as vocal as Starscream, but his frame was just as responsive, jolting and nearly jumping up on the berth as Megatron thrust particularly harshly and hit the sensor nodes right at the top of Thundercracker's port.

And then a groan to his side caught his attention.

He'd completely forgotten the other two seekers in the light of being buried in such tight wetness.

Starscream, on the berth next to them, was a sight to behold. Megatron nearly overloaded into Thundercracker then and there as he saw the seeker -his seeker- on his knees on the berth, his own fingers stuffed deep into his port.

Megatron pressed a sloppy apologetic kiss to Thundercracker's wing before pulling out, and winced as Thundercracker practically roared at him in outrage.

"Skywarp!" Megatron ordered the shivering seeker on his other side, "Overload him."

Skywarp's enthusiasm had him up on the berth and buried between Thundercracker legs long before his trine mate could even take a swipe at Megatron, and was already groaning in want as Skywarp's hips started to thrust slow but deep.

A style Thundercracker clearly enjoyed.

Megatron ripped Starscream's fingers free of his port, "Now now," he murmured to the panting seeker, taking his wet digits in his hand and pulling them to his face, "you know that's my job."

Starscream moaned and nearly flopped on the berth as Megatron sucked his fingers in his mouth, licking the seeker's lubricant off his fingers.

Starscream shook with need and Megatron ignored the pressing need between his legs for a moment as he pushed his second down on the berth, his wings spreading out next to where Skywarp was still rocking into his shamelessly moaning trine mate.

Megatron pushed slim white thighs apart, and inhaled Starscream's scent deeply. He heard the seeker make an amusing "ooo" ing noise above him, before he lowered his helm between his legs. "Megatron," Starscream whispered quietly, "You're supposed to be with them." he murmured, obviously referring to his trine mates who were too wrapped up in each other to take notice of them.

"You know I can't get enough of you." Megatron growled, before leaning forward and delivering a possessive lick along the length of Starscream's wet, shuddering port rim, "Can't get enough of this taste."

Starscream's yelp was quickly turned into a moan as Megatron pushed his face between the seeker's legs and proceeded to do damnably talents things with his glossa.

Starscream's legs clamped onto either side of his helmet, forcing him to stay in place, pushing him forward as another moan rolled out of him. "Oh yessss," he hissed, grinding down against his leader, squirming at the pleasant and gentle sensation of Megatron's glossa lapping away his lubricant. He jumped and released another un-mechly high pitched noise as that very same glossa started to thrust up into him, Megatron's face pushing further forward to get deeper inside him.

"Don't stop!" Starscream panted, helm lolling from side to side, "Oh Primus, more. More!"

Beside them, Thundercracker shuddered and arched in the berth as overload approached, skywards mouth descended on his mouth, kissing him will a gentleness that was not reflected in his love making as he rammed himself forward into the deepest parts of his trine mate's port.

Finally peaking he growled out his overload, dermas bared, port clamping down on Skywarp and pulling him to completion as well. The purple seeker held deep, sighing as a rush of lubricant from Thundercracker drowned his spike, spilling out and staining his thighs. His own transfluid squirted deep into his trine mate, running out of his systems in a blissfully. "Oh yes!" he hissed as Thundercracker's servos clawed at his shoulder vents.

Thundercracker came down from his high and basically flopped on the berth. Skywarp pulled out rather unceremoniously and almost instantly felt a throb of arousal as he saw what Starscream had Megatron doing to his port. Frag he needed to get in on that.

He flashed the hazy and disorientated Thundercracker before scrambling across the berth, leaning over Starscream's helm as his trine leader gasped and cried at the berth. "Hey Screamer!" he said cheerful, interface cover shooting back to reveal his port. "Don't mind if I join in do you?"

Starscream didn't even open his optics to reply, another loud shriek escaping his mouth. Skywarp looked down the berth to see Megatron push forward against Starscream with enough force to drive his trine leader's frame up the berth slightly. Two blue thrusters closed that much tighter around a grey helm.

He defiantly had to get in on this.

"Don't mind me," he said pleasantly, pushing up and placing a thigh on either side of Starscream's helm. With his open port was positioned just above Starscream tossing helm he lowered himself down.

To his surprise Starscream must have known he was there, and what he wanted him to do, as two small servos grasped his thighs and clenched them hard, probably because Megatron was being rather ruthless with his glossa.

He shuddered as Starscream all too happily pushed his mouth against his entrance, licking and sucking around the rim teasingly. "C'mon" Skywarp growled, pushing down again, "You know how to do this, use your fragging glossa."

Starscream said something, but it was muffled, and sounded angry, probably a comment about how Skywarp didn't get to order him around, so he ignored him, rocking his hips back and forth to get more sensation until Starscream finally relented and a warm, wet glossa was forced into his port, worming around in just the right way.

Skywarp's helm feel back, Primus he loved this.

Then the sensations stopped, and Starscream's frame stiffened before a loud muffled noise came out of the seeker. Skywarp raised an optical ridge and turned to see Megatron behind him, two servos on each of Starscream's thighs lapping away at the gushing fluid from the seeker's port as quickly as he could, most of it dripping down Starscream's legs and onto the berth.

Skywarp sighed and climbed off; casting a grin Starscream's way anyway as he took in his lubricant stained face. He looked quite clean compared to Megatron however, he watched as his leader wiped what he could away from his cheeks before moving close to Skywarp, reaching out a servo to him.

Giddily Skywarp jumped right up onto his leader's lap, and since Megatron was already so hard and he was already so wet, he simply settled himself right down onto that delectably thick spike.

Megatron made an odd noise, "Primus Skywarp," he muttered, grasping the seeker's wings, "I like you more and more each cycle."

Skywarp grinned and rocked on his lap, port clenching tightly enough to suck Megatron in deeper. He groaned and glanced at Thundercracker who seemed to have recovered from earlier. He shifted his hips again, spike moving deep into Skywarp.

There was plenty of room.

Thundercracker must have understood exactly want he wanted from a look alone however, as he was already across the berth and squashed behind Skywarp before Megatron could even open his mouth.

"Oh hello again," Skywarp said cheerfully as Thundercracker leant over his shoulder vent and wing to kiss him on the cheek. Megatron wanted to roll his optics at such ridiculous affection, before deciding against it. Who knew how long it would be before he was doing the same to Starscream?

Megatron lifted Skywarp up on his lap, leaving Thundercracker enough room to shuffle forward, stoking his spike to readiness.

"You ready Warp," he murmured in his trine mate's audial, blue servos rubbing up and down his sides comfortingly.

"Am I ever!" he grinned at Megatron and then, quite boldly, leant forward to kiss him, massaging his mouth against his leader's, glossa peaking out to taste his lips, or rather, the taste of Starscream still all over his face. He didn't mind. He liked Starscream. "Come on!" he snapped, shuffling his hips, "Frag me."

Megatron locked optics with Thundercracker and nodded before they simultaneously thrust up into the purple seeker's impossible tightness. Megatron grit his dermas, half way in and unable to go any deeper. Thundercracker seemed in a similar position.

Skywarp cried out, servos flying out to grasp Megatron's shoulders. His helm bowed as he tried to regain control of himself, breathing deeply to loosen up his port and make it easier on them all.

Megatron waited, rocking his hips ever so slightly, the movement in the port next to him was obviously Thundercracker doing the same, and soon enough, they were both buried deep. Skywarp squirmed, lifting his hip and pushing down. "Move! Move!" he snapped in a very Starscream-like way.

Megatron groaned as he was squeezed by tight, but unbelievably wet port walls, the spike next to his adding to the pleasurable friction as it two thrust in and out. Megatron closed his optics, and too think he'd never done double penetration before. All those wasted vorns. He'd have to invite the trine back.

This was turning out to be a very good cycle, at the beginning of the stellar cycle he'd had no seekers, now just seven cycles later, he had three.

He grinned to himself, as Skywarp fell forward and panted breathlessly against his chest plates, unintelligible little gasps and whimpers escaping his vocaliser.

Thundercracker's pace started to falter, so Megatron picked up, Skywarp's port got tighter and tighter as he neared overload, his optics clenched shut and mouth dropping open,

"Ah-haaaaa," he cried out, frame jutting against both of them. Thundercracker's servos, wrapped around Skywarp's cockpit, clenched tightly and he shoved forward, holding deep and the combined tightness of it all dragged Megatron down with them.

A rush of fluids, theirs' as much as Skywarp's poured out, splattering all over the berth, and their legs. Megatron held on, gripping Skywarp with as much strength as he was him, holding the sleek seeker against him as waves a pleasure wafted over him.

And then, all together their energy left them. Simultaneously they fell back, clanking into the berth in a panting, dripping heap, still all stuck together. After a few moments of cycling intakes a small voice could be heard between them, "Wow"

Megatron pushed himself up and pulled out, another rush of fluid along with his spike gushed out of Skywarp's port as the seeker groaned. Megatron sat up to see Starscream, still a little dazed but very pleased looking. He shifted across the berth to drag him over, resting him against the opposite side to where Thundercracker and Skywarp were.

As soon as he caught his trine mates optics Starscream pushed himself up and leant across Megatron, "See!" he squawked, "I fragging told you!"

Megatron pushed Starscream back down before Thundercracker could fire a reply back. Now wasn't the time for arguing, especially not when Skywarp was practically purring against his chest plates on one side and Starscream was nuzzling him on his other.

Thundercracker, curled up next to Skywarp looked up at him, and while he didn't scowl, he didn't smile either. Megatron shook his helm. Sometimes you couldn't please everyone. Starscream's kiss on his cheek told him he'd pleased the one mech that mattered though.