In a warehouse

      The silence pressed uncomfortably on the audio sensors. The warehouse was always quiet, after all, this is the most remote place in the entire base. Somewhere in the distance, the muffled voices of other Decepticons could be heard. At such a late time, most of the Mechs were in their compartments preparing for offline. Only Soundwave couldn't sleep with Starscream. They had been standing opposite each other for several minutes in complete silence.       Having bored commander began to examine his fingers with interest. Even this was much more interesting than the silent contemplation of the facelet, even more precisely, the mask of the fur opposite. Once again, only this time, having vented a little louder, Starscream tried to show with all his appearance that he was already bored of standing like this in a well-lit room with a signalman. Starscream could no longer stand this silence, he had already regretted a hundred times that he had agreed to go to this Unicron warehouse. He would be sitting in his quart now, perhaps even lying down preparing for offline, but no, he is standing in a dark, damp warehouse with a Soundwave that persuaded him to come here at half past midnight. After venting angrily once more and mentally cursing, Starscream could not restrain himself and looked at the signalman again.              — This is unbearable! — Clicking his gloss and falling behind his fingers, Starscream shouted. — Answer me, why did you drag me here?!       The seeker's red optics flashed, and he turned his whole body towards the Soundwave. The latter was still so silent. It was difficult to understand his emotions through his mask, but it seems the signalman was confused and was slightly confused before the situation. He had never experienced anything like this. A quiet screech was heard and a neat facelet of Soundwave appeared in front of Starscream. The seeker's optics rounded, and his mouth opened slightly exposing the lower dentures, he did not expect that he would see his face right now.       Soundwave himself didn't even look at him. His lips were tightly compressed and trembled slightly because of the tension. He was worried. Starscream couldn't help but laugh at this situation. Always a calm and balanced signalman can't concentrate right now. Funny. Finally gathering his thoughts, Soundwave lifted his helmet and looked into the optics opposite.              — Soundwave: Wants to talk to you.       Starscream chuckled. What does he want to talk to him about since he chose this particular place. Mentally sorting through a couple of options, the seeker looked at him again. Having assessed his appearance, he continued to sort through the options. Soundwave looked excited. His faceplate became twice as hot as usual, ventilation became more frequent, refrigerant appeared on his palms, and it was almost impossible to stay on his feet, they were like cotton wool. He was uncomfortable, it seemed that Spark was about to jump out of his cell, but since he had already started, he should have finished. After making a couple of attempts to bring the systems back to normal, Soundwave vented heavily. Somewhere at the bottom of the abdominal plates, an unpleasant knot was tied. The signalman didn't want to feel it, but he couldn't ignore it anymore. Once again trying to take the will in his fist, he looked into the red optics.              — Question: Does Starscream have a bondmate?       Soundwave's voice faltered for the first time, even the signalman himself did not expect this from himself. The seeker's over-optical arcs soared up, Starscream almost laughed, but still tried to be more restrained. Seriously? Soundwave, not someone out there, but Soundwave is asking him about it. He was ready to burst into loud laughter from the realization of how stupid this situation was, but he allowed himself only a weak, strained smirk. The game was just beginning.       — Mmm... — The commander looked away, as if he was playing some difficult role in the theater and at the most crucial moment forgot the words. — Let's say not, I don't have a bondmate. — Having said this, Starscream leaned slightly, spreading a malicious smile. — And what? You are in love me?       His straightforwardness could only be envied. He waited for excuses and words that this was not the case, but Soundwave stood silently leaning his back against the cold wall. Starscream did not notice how he almost pressed it into the metal opposite, which only made the signalman more embarrassed. Cheeks burned with hellfire, and on the refrigerant appeared in the palms. It was difficult to control it, but Soundwave tried, kept silent, but tried. The signalman did not expect such a clear question, he was not ready for this. It seemed to him that the metal had gone from under his feet, and he himself was flying somewhere deep into the abyss, quickly and irrevocably. He managed to ventilate more or less calmly, although it was a little, but it pleased him. After trying to calm down a little, Soundwave looked up again. But at the same moment, unexpectedly for himself, he felt much hotter under the inguinal armor. A significant amount of lubricant was released in the port, and he himself only exhaled in embarrassment. He didn't want to feel it. All this was too new and unusual for his everyday asset, he had never even had a kiss, let alone a connection. He was always busy with work, he just didn't have time for it, but now, when the object of his adoration is so close, why not give in to feelings. Leaning forward slightly, Soundwave tried to ignore the fact that it was already wet enough between his legs.       — Yes. — It sounded more than confident. Starscream smiled at almost all the dents. — Soundwave fell in love with Starscream — Every phrase of Soundwave amused the self-esteem of the capricious seeker. Having gathered his thoughts a little, the signalman continued. — Does Starscream allow himself to be kissed?       Starscream greedily licked his dry lips with a gloss. The evening promised to be not boring. Laughing softly, he leaned forward a little, still laughing. Glancing at the signalman, he still fell silent. A lot of emotions were mixed on the Soundwave facelet: fear, embarrassment, and desire. He then blushed, then the refrigerant that had come out cooled him. He wasn't going to act first, he was waiting for an answer.       — I allow — Starscream's voice sounded a little mocking, but even so, Soundwave could not calm down. — Come on, Soundwave, what are you waiting for?       Seeker's voice was playful and slightly teasing. From each of his words, the signalman only pressed harder into the wall, he simply could not decide on such a step and therefore continued to wait hoping that Starscream will be the first to kiss him. But the commander was not going to kiss him at all, he liked to watch how Soundwave hesitated in front of him, how he blushed from his gaze, how his palms trembled, he even liked the fact that Soundwave was excited enough, Starscream felt it perfectly. After half a minute, Soundwave lagged behind finger-fingering and decided that since Starscream allows it, it means he will be able to make such a difficult step for him. After venting deeply a couple of times, he lifted the heavy optics on the seeker. Soundwave felt cornered, but even in this position he was not going to retreat. Gathering his strength, he closed his eyes and leaned forward. His white lips were trembling, but he was not going to interrupt what he had started. Starscream, seeing this picture, did not restrain himself so as not to laugh, it was funny to him and he could not help himself. Deciding to respond to such an inept kiss, Starscream leaned forward. Clinging with dark lips to the lips of Soundwave, Starscream also covered the optics. The signalman shivered, as if an electric current had pierced him. A slight warmth spread all over his body, from which he involuntarily smiled. He had never experienced something like this, a feeling of euphoria covered him with his head. He did not hear the noise in the background, did not hear the sounds of waves beating outside, he did not feel the friction of rough metal on his back, all this was unimportant. I woke up from such new sensations when Starscream, using the position, pushed his tongue through the dents of the Soundwave. The signalman did not expect such actions, which is why he surprisingly opened the optics. Seeing the relaxed facelet of Starscream, he relaxed again. Allowing the seeker to continue to manage the situation, he completely relaxed leaning on his back. Someone else's gloss examined his oral cavity, from which Soundwave involuntarily shuddered. Trying to respond to the desired kiss, the signalman, although he did not know how, tried to intertwine their glosses. Ventilation of both became noticeably more frequent, an overabundance of emotions. The soundwave shivered again when warm Starscream's manipulator rested on his waist. It moved away from his palm by inertia, but after a couple of seconds it got back into place. Soundwave didn't know how to react to this, but deciding to just go with the flow, he relaxed again. Starscream, taking full initiative, bit the lip of the Soundwave a little, only slightly. But the signalman groaned in a kiss from such a thing. Not expecting such actions from himself, he immediately fell silent, but now Starscream has already started. The manipulators of the impudent seeker were already wandering all over the innocent body of the Soundwave, he touched it almost everywhere, from which the signalman sighed raggedly and sometimes even interrupted the kiss for a couple of seconds to catch his breath.       Stroking his abdominal plates, Starscream began to slowly descend. Breaking the kiss again, the Soundwave began to ventilate heavily. No sooner had he brought all the systems back to normal, than someone else's palm lay on his inguinal plate. With a cheeky smile, the seeker looked into the bright red optics of the Soundwave with excitement. The latter again breathed raggedly, gasping for air, slightly shifting his legs, he tensed. Starscream's warm hand lightly stroking the transformation joint. The signalman could not restrain himself at all, his entire port was smeared with viscous grease, which made it noticeably warmer inside, and the connector was asking for outside. Soundwave already wanted to feel something inside, the port just asked for it, but he was not going to behave like an interbot and immediately give access to the interface panel. He's not going to just give himself to him, or yet... He didn't give him time to think, Starscream pressed the panel slightly, and then, as if asking, scratched on it. Feeling a couple of drops of someone else's lubricant spilled on his fingers, he grinned again, is the Soundwave already flowing from him. It flattered him and his ability to bring anyone to reboot, he liked to use it. Still scratching, he followed Soundwave's gaze, his optics darting around the room through the visor in search of something. The signalman still could not bring his breathing back to normal, he even moaned slightly when the seeker pressed too hard between his legs, as if forcing the panel to open. The lower servos of the Soundwave were trembling, he could not believe what was happening, right now, here he is engaged in an interface with the best Decepticons in his opinion, he could only dream of. Having vented loudly once more, the signalman lowered his gaze.       — Come on, Soundwave, open the panel. I see you want it. — Having said this, Starscream pressed harder on the shields, not much more and they will disperse themselves.       Soundwave hesitated for half a minute weighing all the pros and cons. Deciding that it was too late to retreat, and Starscream was right, Soundwave really wanted it, really wanted it. Thinking again, he squeezed his eyes shut, expecting anything. There was a soft screech and the panels parted. The optics of Starscream presented a neat and rather narrow port. Everything around the port was greased, but inside it seemed even bigger. The connector also oozed grease and throbbed slightly. Seeker stood up and looked into the confused optics. Soundwave only made a slightly surprised sound somewhat reminiscent of "a" and took the optics away. He felt awkward, he was completely naked in front of him, there was not enough spark to open the camera for a complete picture, and then everything could have been expected. Starscream laughed a little at his appearance and only pressed him harder against the wall, gently seating him on some box nearby. Putting one finger to the port, he carefully circled the pulsating edges, from which the Soundwave involuntarily screamed, and then groaned again under the rapid ventilation. It became unbearably hot in the port, from which the signalman himself tried to plant on someone else's fingers. But when Starscream himself tried to push his finger inside a little, the Soundwave port involuntarily shrank. He was a little scared before the first interface, and not even a little, he was shaking all over like a leaf in the wind, although he tried not to show it. Starscream felt the tension of his partner and tried to calm him down by gently pressing his lips to his neck.       — Soundwave — His voice sounded soothing. — Relax, if it hurts, tell me. Ok?       Gently whispering, Starscream again made an attempt to push his fingers through. Soundwave noticeably relaxed, but not so much that Starscream could do at least something. Deciding to calm the signalman down a little, the seeker gently circled the swollen port and stroked it, the Soundwave was already more relaxed, but still the anxiety did not leave.       — Question: Will it hurt?       His voice sounded so uncertain for the first time. Soundwave was not particularly afraid of pain, he was afraid that this pain would be caused to him by the fur he loves the most, namely Starscream. His shoulders slumped, his optics squeezed shut, and he shrank. But when he heard a gentle, soothing voice, he reopened the red optics.       — Don't worry. I promise it won't hurt.       Soundwave believed him, his voice, his actions. He trusted him more than anyone else, he was sure that he would not harm him. This time, Soundwave relaxed completely and leaned against the nearest wall with his helmet slightly thrown back. Starscream, still not ceasing to hold him by the waist, gently inserted one finger into his port. The signalman trembled to grab the boxes next to him with his palms. He quickly and jerkily vented, and trembled. He couldn't figure out exactly what he was feeling, but he definitely liked it. Starscream's finger began to move with difficulty, from which Soundwave involuntarily grabbed his partner's shoulders. Adding another finger, Starscream pressed his lips to the corner of his lips. The kiss turned out to be smudged, but no less pleasant. Starscream's fingers moved steadily in the narrow, hot port of Soundwave, from which the latter moaned raggedly squeezing other people's shoulders. His servos involuntarily flinched when the seeker inserted his fingers deeper. Without ceasing to kiss his partner, Starscream easily extracted his fingers from the Soundwave port. There was a muffled groan of disappointment. The interior immediately became quite empty. I wanted to feel something again, but Starscream wasn't in a hurry. Wiping his fingers from someone else's grease, he opened his interface system. The Soundwave involuntarily shrank from the screeching of the panel, already imagining what would happen next. The spark beat twice as fast, the refrigerant appeared almost all over the body, and at times it clouded. Starscream again gently touched someone else's waist and bent down a little. The Soundwave port was touched by someone else's connector, from which he involuntarily moved away. The Seeker, feeling someone else's tension, again clung to the hot lips of the signalman. Soundwave willingly responded to the kiss, trying to get up to press his partner's lips harder. Putting his manipulators on the shoulders of his partner, Soundwave completely relaxed, almost hanging on to him. Starscream, sensing this, carefully put the connector to its port. The signalman tried to relax, he understood that if he was tense, it would hurt him more. Still without ceasing to kiss the Soundwave, Starscream slightly inserted the connector, from which the signalman abruptly interrupted the kiss and breathed raggedly, and then a strangled groan was heard from his vocalizer. He still continued to ventilate quickly, trying to bring his breathing back to normal. The connector easily passed inside, from which Soundwave only threw back his helmet more and groaned. The moans were through the dents, which was why they were quieter than they could be. Starscream began to move slowly inside him, from which the signalman moaned again, and then whined softly.       — Request: wait, Soundwave is in pain. — After a couple of seconds, a washer appeared on the Soundwave optics, and he bit his lip.       Starscream immediately stopped and began to kiss his partner's facelet. Each kiss left a wet trail, and each time he kissed it longer. Still clinging to his lips, he kissed him again. This time the kiss was much longer than the previous ones. Having pushed the voice through the closed dentas again, Starscream continued to kiss him passionately, which made it hotter and hotter. Under the groans of Soundwave, Starscream again made an attempt to enter its port. This time it turned out much better. The signalman continued to moan into the kiss while Starscream held him by the waist. The connector moved steadily, but when he came almost to the end, the Soundwave again ragged, and his legs trembled as well as the manipulators, it became incredibly hot, refrigerant appeared on his forehead. Starscream, biting his lip, began to move slowly and steadily inside him, the walls of the narrow port shrank when he tried to make a sharper push. Still holding the signalman by the waist, Starscream began not to increase the pace very carefully. Soundwave groaned again in his throat, lowering his helmet onto someone else's shoulder segment. Pressing the manipulators of the Starscream's body to himself, he began to breathe raggedly again. He wanted to be closer to him, as close as he had never been. Another sharp push again knocked out a loud groan from the mouth of the signalman. Starscream mentally grinned at his abilities in the connection, but in reality his facial remained unchanged. Rough thrusts knocked moans out of the Soundwave, the spark beat faster, as if they were trying to escape from their cell, merge with someone else's pulsating spark. Trying to be quieter, Soundwave covered his mouth with a manipulator and bit it a little, which made it noticeably quieter. Starscream saw this and rolled up his optics, they are now in a dark, distant warehouse where there are not even cameras, who can hear them at all? But having decided not to pay attention, he began to increase the pace again, he could no longer restrain himself, he wanted to bring him to the best reboot in his asset. Gently grasping someone else's pulsating connector, Starscream began to slowly drive along it. When he reached the head, he paused a little, slowly pressing in the middle. Soundwave groaned from such actions, dirtying someone else's manipulator with his lubricant. Starscream continued, lowering his palm to the very base, he squeezed it a little, and then led up again. The signalman could not wait at all, trying to lean forward himself, he raised himself a little, but it didn't work out much. Increasing the pace faster and faster, Starscream was close to rebooting, as well as Soundwave. There was a restrained groan of the seeker, and then a deeper one push. Grease sprayed out of his connector, and he fell on the Soundwave. The latter also went into reboot. Lying on top of his partner, Starscream tried to catch his breath, the vent system got stuck from erratic breathing. Hugging the signalman tightly, he kissed him on the neck again. Soundwave, on the other hand, had already brought his ventilation back to normal and only covered the optics blissfully rested stroking Starscream's back. Stroking the slightly rough wings of the seeker with his manipulators, he smiled slightly. He was happy, the only night that could be better than this evening was the one in which he would get promoted, and anyway this one was better. Finally adjusting his breathing, Starscream stood up, still looking into the red optics opposite. A quiet screech was heard, the seeker still closed his interface panel, following his example, Soundwave did the same. The only thing the signalman wanted right now was to find himself in his compartment, on a soft platform and curl up into a ball to go offline, preferably next to Starscream. Starscream wanted the same thing, but neither of them said it, both silently watched each other, as if they were waiting for something. After a couple of seconds of silent standing, the Brawler handed him a manipulator so that he would get up. Soundwave also silently accepted this sign of courtesy, getting to his feet. They didn't know what to say to each other after everything that had happened between them. They both wanted to talk, but they didn't know what, they had so much to say to each other, but they didn't know where to start. After a little hesitation, Starscream confidently took Soundwave by the manipulator, and dragged him to the exit. The signalman did not resist, he just put the mask back on and went ahead for Starscream.              — I'll walk you to your compartment.       Although Starscream wanted to stay the night with Soundwave, he still overpowered himself and offered only to accompany him. He wasn't sure that the signalman would approve of his idea, and that's why he decided not to risk it. Soundwave was still thinking only that they were walking hand in hand right now. They go through the entire base and any Decepticon could see them if it was day, but now it's about two in the morning, the lights are off all over the base, so they didn't have to worry. After walking a couple of steps, Soundwave stopped.       — Question: Does Starscream want to stay overnight at Soundwave?       He was worried asking this question, because he could expect anything. He wasn't sure if Starscream would agree, but it was worth a try. Anxiously ventilating the Soundwave lowered his gaze to the floor waiting for an answer. The Starscream's over-optical arcs soared up, and then sank back down. The seeker smiled radiantly when he realized what Soundwave had just told him, it was exactly what he wanted. Holding his hand tighter, he laughed softly.       — Of course I do, Soundwave.       Still laughing, Starscream pulled Soundwave towards his quart. The signalman did not expect the commander to agree, but just smiling, he only tightened his grip on someone else's manipulator and moved towards his compartment.