Evening

      Supercharged energon in a cube Starscream it glowed brightly. Without hesitating for a long time, he brought it to his mouth and drank it almost in one gulp. He did not remember which cube it was, he also did not really remember how this evening began, it seemed to him as if an eternity had passed since he crossed the threshold of a quart of Megatron. Closing my eyes, and then almost immediately opening my eyes Starscream looked up blearily. Megatron was sitting in front of him, he was as drunk as he was Starscream. It seems that he was saying something to him, not even paying attention to the fact that Starscream doesn't listen to him. Starscream tried to get to the bottom of his words, but everything turned into a white, annoying noise. The processor seemed to be splitting, and the spark was almost bursting, pumping energon faster and faster. Either the room was so hot, or it was the energon rushing to his cheeks. Starscream didn't want to figure it out right now. Megatron fell silent and smiled wryly. As soon as Starscream realized that he had listened to most of the monologue, he shook his head slightly and nodded sharply. It seems that their evening meeting was slightly delayed and smoothly turned into night, Starscream even thought for a couple of minutes that it was time to end this drinking. As I suddenly noticed Megatron's palm on my hip. Their evening had definitely gone somewhere wrong.       — Primus... — Starscream felt as if he was lost in space because of the piercing pain in his head. — It seems to me, Megatron, we've been drinking a little too much.       The words were hard to come by. Megatron grinned at this inarticulate speech Starscream. Holding it down a little Starscream, so that he would not fall, Megatron reached for water. Starscream vaguely followed his hand.       — Take — He handed him the glass. — Drink it, it will get better.       Starscream almost snatched the glass from his hands and began to drink the water greedily. It didn't get much better. But it didn't get so hot, the pain in the processor, though not completely, disappeared. Megatron looked at Starscream. He touched his cheek. Facelet Starscream was very reddened and unbearably hot. He looked at Megatron with a hazy expression. Starscream felt Megatron's hand gently slide from his cheek to his neck, as he gently pulled him to himself, but he was not going to kiss him. Megatron tried to look straight into the optics of Starscream.       — Are you very tired? — The question was quite mundane, but it took Starscream a couple of seconds to formulate an answer.       — A little bit. — Glossa stammered, completely refusing to utter any words. Megatron focused his gaze back on Starscream. Pulling him closer, he almost buried his face in his neck, causing Starscream's already red faceplate to blush even more.       — I can help you relax. — Megatron's voice sounded right next to Starscream's audio sensor, which sent a small, stabbing tremor through the latter's body.       Megatron's hand slowly pulled Starscream closer to his waist.       — What are you talking about... — The Starscream processor simply refused to generate normal questions.       Starscream didn't even notice how he ended up lying under Megatron. The leader's knee rested between his legs, preventing Starscream from bringing the servos together. Megatron stopped clinging to his neck and resolutely looked at him and clung to his dark lips. It was the drunkest kiss in Starscream's life. They were still eating as Megatron, holding on to her arms, kissed him greasily. He kissed him on the lips, on the cheek, on the neck. Starscream wrapped his arms around Megatron's neck, preventing him from pulling away. Megatron started kissing Starscream on the lips again, this time the seeker responded much more willingly, despite the clouded processor, his spark still fluttered every time Megatron touched him or started kissing him more aggressively. Soon Megatron switched to the neck, this time Starscream only slightly arched in the back and covered the optics. He felt Megatron's cool kisses covering his heated neck, as he descended lower, kissing his chest leaving cool traces. After a couple of seconds, he started kissing his cockpit, going lower and lower. Starscream felt his interface panel heating up with each new kiss Megatron. He felt his port getting significantly wet. Deciding not to worry about it, he only slightly crumpled the sheet with his fingers and turned off the helmet, waiting for Megatron's further actions. After stopping kissing his body, Megatron gently stroked the inside of Starscream's thigh. Megatron bent down to his hip and gently kissed him next to the interface panel, causing Starakrim to whimper softly and his port to convulsively shrink. Megatron continued to kiss his hips without going any further. It already seemed to Starscream that he would soon fly into a reboot from ordinary kisses.       — Megatron, come on... — Starscream moaned softly as Megatron kissed him right next to the panel. — Wh-what are you waiting for?       The port pulsed when Megatron, grinning, kissed the Starscream panel. The Seeker could not wait any longer, after giving a short command to open the port, he bit his lip. The panels slid into slots giving Megatron an overview of what was underneath. The wet port of Starscream pulsed, forcing the latter to bend and moan, wishing that Megatron would move on to more active actions. Arching his back and raising the stern low, Starscream moaned into his closed lips, he just couldn't wait anymore, and Megatron was still lingering.       — Please, — Starscream almost moaned, closing the optics.       Upon hearing his peculiar request, Megatron slightly squeezed Starscream's thigh and briefly passed his gloss around his port. Starscream squeezed the dentures and arched slightly, through his drunken consciousness he could not fully comprehend the situation, but so far he was satisfied with what was happening. Megatron glossed over the Starscream connector and returned back to the port. Starscream replied to this with a barely audible groan. Gloss gently touched his port, making it throb. Megatron chuckled. His cold gloss penetrated the heated port of Starscream, which made him arch and moan louder. The gloss slowly emerged from its port and Megatron circled its edges of the Starscream port again. Licking his lips, Megatron stuck out the gloss again and ran it through the port again. Starscream shuddered and squeezed harder a sheet on the platform. Megatron ran the tip of the gloss from the port to the Starscream connector. Rising slightly, he looked into the red, clouded optics of the Starscream. Megatron touched his connector with a gloss, still looking at him, noticing how Starscream frowned, bit his lip and turned off the optics. Megatron grinned and took his connector a little deeper into his mouth. Starscream groaned into his closed lips and arched. Having passed from the very end to the base, Megatron put his fingers to its port and again passed the gloss over its connector. Feeling the cold fingers halfway into his port, Starscream opened the optics and quickly vented and looked at Megatron. He exited its port, but then just as abruptly entered it back and ran a wet gloss over its connector. His fingers slowly moved in Starscream's port as he moaned loudly for the first time and threw his head back trying to fully focus on the sensations.       Starscream arched and squeezed the dentures, the port was unbearably wet and heated. The connector pulsed and Starscream groaned again. He felt that the reboot was very close when Megatron's fingers began to move quickly inside him, each time touching his most sensitive point. When Megatron re-entered him all the way, Starscream opened his mouth, the isks began to beat faster and he froze. A powerful current shot through his body, he bent the servos slightly at the knees and extinguished the optics. Seeing how Starscream was close to rebooting, Megatron took the Starscream connector all the way to his throat. Starscream arched and groaned. A powerful current discharge went through the body of the fan, the legs trembled weakly, and the head seemed to turn itself to the side, burying itself in the pillow. Starscream felt the optics go dark, and the processor starts to reboot slowly.       The fog cleared and he seemed to sober up. The case cooled down in an instant, the ventilation began to filter the air twice as fast. It was like being doused with cold water. The spark slowly returned to a normal rhythm and Starscream felt more soberly how Megatron gently pressed him to himself. The energy left Starscream's body and he clung limply to Megatron. In the morning, they will both be very surprised.