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“Soundwave.”
Soundwave didn’t even look up from his console. He had heard Starscream, of course, but if you were looking at him, you wouldn’t know the difference.
Starscream knew Soundwave had heard him. He sighed exasperatedly.
“Soundwave. I’ve been waiting all day.”
Soundwave smiled behind his faceplate. Starscream had been waiting all day; that was accurate. It wasn’t as if Soundwave owed him what he wanted, but he also knew that Starscream would continue to harass him until he got it.
“Soundwave,” Starscream said, dropping his voice to a light whisper.
“Patience,” Soundwave replied, typing away. He clicked the keys on the keyboard, always preferring the delightful click noise they made rather than the silent holographic inputs the other, newer keyboards made. When it was tactile and mechanical, it was as if he was propelled forward, and the sound actually made him more productive.
It was a good distraction from Starscream's antics.
Starscream was leaning against the console, staring at Soundwave's face. He kept moving closer, inching more and more towards Soundwave, invading his space incrementally. Once he was close enough, he leaned against Soundwave’s arms, almost falling into his lap and forcing Soundwave to stop.
“I’m not waiting any longer,” Starscream said huskily.
Soundwave huffed in reply. "Yes, you will-"
Soundwave was cut off as he was forcibly pulled from his chair and guided into the hallway outside the command center.
“My shift is not over,” Soundwave said.
“Yes, it is,” Starscream corrected. “I changed the schedule.”
“Devious.”
“Starscream,” he replied, smirking. He gently wound his arms around Soundwave’s waist and pushed him into a little-used meeting room that barely had any functioning lights. Starscream had barely locked the door behind them before he was on Soundwave, crowding him up against the wall.
Without giving Soundwave a chance to react, Starscream started kissing his neck. The kisses were fevered and eager, and Soundwave exvented at the onslaught. He had to retract his facemask to vent properly. Starscream’s hands were hungrily touching him, sliding down his frame from his chest to his hips and wrapped around his waist again to grope his aft.
“So impatient," Soundwave said, his voice strained.
Starscream had begun to flick his glossa against the cables in Soundwave’s neck, but he stopped when he was called out. “Many others would be flattered by how impatient I am to have them up against a wall.”
Soundwave retracted his mask, revealing his smirk. “Yes,” he replied. “But you didn’t pick them.”
Starscream had pulled back to look at his revealed face and watched as Soundwave’s lips moved. “No. I picked you because you were a challenge.” He stepped even more into Soundwave’s space and then wound his arms around Soundwave's thighs, lifting him with unfair ease.
Soundwave tried to brace himself against the wall as he lost his footing. There was no mercy from Starscream as he pushed between Soundwave's legs, spreading his thighs wide and keeping him off balance.
Starscream looked down at their panels and swallowed. The way his optics flared and breath hitched was magnetizing. He seemed practically frozen in place, still save for the minute shifts of his vents. Soundwave hiked himself against the wall so that he had leverage to lean forward. He wrapped his arms around Starscream’s neck, pulling his helm down until their foreheads touched.
"As slow as you want," Soundwave murmured.
Starscream looked like he broke a little at the words, his frame softening into a shiver. He leaned against Soundwave's helm and closed his conflicted optics. "Sorry. Got tied up in thoughts."
Soundwave hummed and stroked Starscream's cheek. He then pressed up to let their lips touch in the barest of kisses. "Are the thoughts relevant to fragging me senseless?"
Starscream's fans came on. "No," he replied, smirking. "No, they are not."
"Then you can think about them later." He kissed Starscream deeply, plunging into his mouth to taste and claim him.
Soundwave didn't ask what thoughts plagued Starscream. He also never pried into his mind, even though it would be easy. Starscream might even let him in. But no, Soundwave would wait until Starscream was ready to talk about it.
As Starscream kissed Soundwave back, his optic ridges furrowed in confused surrender. Regardless of how much Starscream was the instigator in their liaisons and indeed the aggressive party, he was so easily undone by affection from Soundwave.
And Soundwave loved seeing him so needy and desperate.
It had taken some time for Starscream to show vulnerability and even longer to show him that Soundwave would not hold it against him.
Soundwave waited until he heard Starscream’s interface array retract, allowing his handsome spike out to curve against Soundwave’s inner thigh. Starscream released a breath, eagerly pressing nearer to Soundwave, dribbling some prefluid on him. It rolled down Soundwave’s thigh, hot and slick, leaving a shiny trail in its wake.
Soundwave pulled Starscream closer, tilting his helm to kiss him as he cradled his jaw with both hands. In return, Starscream hefted Soundwave, getting a better grip on him and returning the kiss with searing heat. A deep, needy noise came from Starscream’s throat as his field flared in dripping, overwhelming lust.
Soundwave retracted his own panels so that his valve was now exposed to the open air and resting on top of Starscream’s spike.
“I’ve wanted you so badly,” Starscream murmured. “I want you all the time.”
Soundwave slowly moved his hips, dragging his valve over Starscream’s length. There was power in wielding Starscream’s desire like this, and it had slowly become the only way to tame him. It was a mutual arrangement, Starscream wanting to cede control to someone he trusted, and Soundwave more than happy to be that mech. He never overstepped and let this interfere in their work lives, but right now, he fervently drank Starscream’s want, no, need for his own pleasure.
“Is that such a bad thing?” Soundwave purred against his lips, grinding down on his spike.
Starscream groaned, leaning his face into Soundwave’s neck. “I am unused to being so tethered.” He kissed up Soundwave’s jugular fuel lines, licking, biting, and desperate for permission.
Soundwave hummed, reaching down to grasp Starscream’s spike. “Do you wish to be free of me?” he asked, slowly stroking him.
Starscream gasped, canting his hips up to push his spike harder into Soundwave’s grip. His optics were closed tight, trying to focus or regain control.
“I don’t think I can be free of you,” Starscream said, slowly opening a single, pained optic to stare at Soundwave in surrender.
That was what Soundwave wanted. His intakes increased, aroused beyond measure, as he guided Starscream’s spike into his leaking, flexing valve.
Starscream whimpered, sliding home and beginning to thrust steadily. Soundwave held on, pushing back with his hips to meet Starscream’s motions. They both scraped at each other, needy, squeezing, touching, moaning in time. Soundwave found a sensitive set of wires in Starscream’s back and pinched, making Starscream hiss and rut harder into him in response.
Eventually, Starscream’s stamina outpaced him, leaving Soundwave melting into molten pleasure at the bucking hips and erect spike plunging in and out of him. Valve lubricant drenched his thighs, and his lips were swollen from Starscream’s biting and kissing. His overload was coming, building gradually in his belly, and he tensed, cycling down on Starscream’s spike in an attempt to capture it inside him.
Starscream choked, bucking hard against the sudden impossible clench and spilling transfluid into Soundwave with a few extra thrusts. Soundwave followed, throwing his helm back and riding the waves of their mutual overload to draw every little drop of transfluid out of his seeker lover.
Starscream’s knees buckled. He had to brace a hand against the wall as his spike retracted, and he slowly let Soundwave down to get his pedes under him. Starscream’s arms were shaking from exhaustion, and he leaned his forehead against the wall above Soundwave’s shoulder, panting heavily.
Soundwave’s valve drooled their combined fluids down his inner thighs. His vents were also a little ragged, but he still could wrap his arms around Starscream’s waist to gently hold him.
Starscream quietly embraced him back, nestled into his neck, simply breathing him in.
They stood like that, fields slotting together in harmony, for a long moment before Starscream drew back and removed a cloth from subspace. He went to his knees and dutifully wiped Soundwave up, then himself, and finally cleaned up the evidence on the floor.
They set their panels back in place, saying nothing. Starscream snuck a quick kiss before Soundwave replaced his mask and smiled. He then turned and left, leaving first as they had arranged a long time ago.
Soundwave wondered if he would have a berthful of seeker when he finally retired for the night. Starscream could never stay away for very long.
His lover was definitely impatient, Soundwave thought as he left the room, but he wouldn’t have him any other way.