slashy fics
HUNGER!!!
It was clear, quiet October night outside the Autobot base of Ocean City. Darkness covered the sea and land surrounding it, while the waves rippled with the colours of security lights, shinning down upon them from the vast structure.
A huge October moon shone over the sea as well, glistening like a giant ghost sun, illuminating the world with almost ethereal rays of pale silvery light.
It was a beautiful sight to behold.
One that the Cybertronians stationed on the Earth were quickly coming to enjoy, for on their own home world, no such sight existed and it both fascinated and intrigued them.
One Autobot in particular was very much learning to appreciate the beauty of a full moon more than the rest of his kind here.
Optimus Prime, wise and gentle leader of the Autobots, had soon found that the sight of the moon shinning over his head, bathing him with its soothing, radiant light, brought a sense of new found peace to his tired spark.
The tired mech looked on at the marvellous sight, beholden to him from the base below, were it shone in the night sky with radiance.
The battle with the dark god Unicron had damaged him emotionally more than he’d first thought, leaving him empty and soul weary inside.
So much had been lost during that battle. Starscream, a Decepticon flyer who had once turned to the Autobots, was a particularly hard loss to deal with. He’d given it his all to try and make his leader, Megatron see reason and side with the Autobots to defeat Unicron. For that he had died.
Shot down in a great fiery blast by the dark God him self.
It was a terrible loss of a fine warrior and a real shame, for Optimus had found him self growing rather found of the little red seeker jet. He’d have loved to have had Starscream as a lieutenant.
Now he was nothing more than another casualty of a war that had once again began in earnest.
For Megatron, the Decepticon leader had returned, resurrected by unknown means and the battle for Cybertron once again had begun.
There was also another more mysterious entity causing trouble for the Autobots and Decepticons as well! A being that seemed to work in the shadows who Prime had yet to find more about or even meet for that matter.
All this combined and with what had happened in the not so distant past had made the usually very friendly, happy Autobot leader grow somewhat distant and Quieter around his troops at times. He found him self shying away from the more social events some times held at the base and generally enjoying his solitude a lot more.
Oh sure, Hot Shot or Inferno still tried to get him out and about every now and again but with their own tight schedules having to be kept and the new recruits at the base needing supervision, Primes lieutenants didn’t always have time to go searching for their now rather shy leader and so Optimus was generally left to his own devices.
This of course suited Prime just fine. It gave him the opportunity to reflect back on what had happened in the past and how to stop the same tragedies happening in the present. Too many mistakes had been made as far as Optimus was concerned and he would be damned if he would let his troops suffer the same again.
He knew that wallowing in thoughts of the past was something that all great leaders did from time to time, when past troubles were still fresh and haunted their minds but they also had to know when enough was enough and to wallow no further, lest he fall into a depression so deep that he would never resurface.
However no dark thoughts about his leadership skills or past ghosts came to haunt him this night, for under the light of the high full moon, Optimus found some much needed peace and for the first time in what had seemed like years, smiled.
As the huge mech gazed out at the world around him from his office window, the light of the harvest moon shinning upon him, Prime suddenly found his aura of new found peace shattered by an unknown presence entering his senses.
No not unknown….not really. There was something familiar about it!
Optimus whirled his torso round to see just who had seen fit to disturb his solitude but there was no one was there!!
The office was still and dark with only the slight night time breeze making any sound around him…..but still the presence remained.
Turning him self round fully, Prime cautiously scanned his surroundings, optics and sensors alert for the slightest hint of anything…till…there!!
A slight movement at the far end of the room caught his attention.
He walked over only to find a small piece of cloth, most likely a handkerchief of Misha’s, fluttering around with the breeze.
However, the strange feeling of presence did not leave him and continued to ghost over his senses, like a faint caress to his audio antennas, there and yet almost not. Prime shivered.
Annoyed and a tad nervous at his situation , Optimus decided he would go to the command room and run a full sensory sweep of his office and surrounding area ….and maybe the rest of the base as well …….just as a precaution…….and sooth his frayed senses.
As he turned to head to the door, something to his right, caught Optimus’s optics…..something odd…he turned fully for a better look.
Two large, emerald green orbs hung floating in the air amidst a large mass of living, quivering black shadow and they were looking right at him.
Optimus stood as still as he could, giving of the same impression a deer did when caught in a vehicles head lights.
The green orbs stared back at him, feral and luminous in the darkness, with what seemed to be intense hunger! A mouth suddenly appeared underneath the eyes, smiling at him the smile of a predator seeing its favourite prey. Within the creatures open maw, sharp fangs glistened and dripped saliva like fluid.
Neither being moved, nor spoke and the whole world seemed to also still and grow silent around them. Then with out any warning, the dark, shifting mass of inky blackness and teeth, suddenly shifted to form that Prime fought he would never see again, one supposedly taken from the world of the living forever……..Starscream!! A strangely darkened, fanged, almost monstrous form of the jet he’d once known floated before him still smiling that terrible smile of one who wished to cause harm.
At least he thought it was Starscream…….
Prime didn’t have long to ponder about this though, for monster Starscream, suddenly, pounced!!
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Starscream, once dead Decepticon seeker, ghosted almost invisibly down the corridors of the Autobot base, searching intently for his intended target.
He could feel the presence of the one that he sought. His energy signature was like a beacon in the darkness, a flame in a clearing amidst a dark forest of trees and it drew the spectral flier to him like light did a moth.
It also made him feel something, something strange.
The bases other inhabitants were easily bypassed when encountered, for none of them seemed to be able to sense the ghost like seeker.
Save for a strange human boy and two omnicons but they dismissed his presence as a by product from all the energon they were working around. The human, Starscream ignored.
Silently he worked his way to the one he was ordered to find, intent on defeating him and retrieving the energon this Autobot, this Optimus Prime supposedly horded in vast amounts, for his master, Alpha Q, wanted it.
With this much needed energon, his master had promised him a fully physical body and a position of high rank amongst his soldiers. How could he have turned down such an offer!
Still he was rather ….nervous he supposed, about fighting with an only *sometimes* physical form at his disposal. That and this continuous odd feeling that plagued his body the closer he got to Optimus Prime, clouding his thoughts.
Upon reaching his destination, Starscream took a moment to gather him self, then shifted through the bases walls, to the room his opponent was currently residing in.
The Autobot leader had his back to Starscream, gazing out of an open window, unaware of the seeker.
He seemed to be thinking about something, for even as the seeker floated closer, Prime didn’t turn or look in his direction. But something must have given him away for the mech suddenly went still before looking over his shoulder at the door. Starscream floated back into the shadows, waiting for the large bot to lower his guard again.
The Autobot leader was fully turned now and scanning around the room cautiously, obviously aware that something wasn’t quite right.
The energy emanating from the Prime was vast and it caused a sudden stir in the seekers systems, one he didn’t remember ever having. It made him……Want?......need something? Starscream wasn’t sure but he did know that his mission needed completing.
Starscream looked about for something to cause a distraction with and spied a small piece of what looked like human cloth hidden in the shadows with him.
It would do.
Floating it gently when Optimus wasn’t looking at him and then ghosting around the Autobot when the cloth did catch his attention, allowed the seeker to manoeuvre himself through the shadows to the other side of the room. Prime appeared to look at the cloth, then stood facing the door, an agitated look adorning what could be seen of his face plates.
He suddenly made for the door but then just as suddenly, stopped and turned to look right at him, a slightly confused and then horror struck look appeared on the Prime’s face.
Starscream was closer to the Autobot now and could practically feel the strong energy flowing through the systems of this powerful bot. The feeling within him, this desire, seemed to grow at this and the need for whatever it was that he wanted from Prime, intensified!
Starscream simply couldn’t think anymore, such was the need to have what his body so had to get and gave in to this want, this greed, this…..Hunger!!!
He felt his mouth burn painfully for a moment as his body, against the seekers own will, altered to accommodate something new, something foreign and wrong to his being and yet…………something so wonderfully right!
Fangs!
Four large fangs had appeared amidst his normal dental plates in the places where humans would get their canines. What they were for he did not consciously know but when he looked to the Prime, particularly the large fuel cables in his neck, Starscream felt the most uncontrollable urge to race forward and……..BITE him.! Feed from him!!
Sink these new weapons, for what else could they be, deep into the energon rich veins of this colossal mech.
The seeker grinned, large and wide in front of Optimus Prime, who stared back, standing stock still, not speaking a word to his obvious enemy and they stayed like this for many moments, until Starscream could stand it no longer.
Using what precious little power he could spare, the seeker solidified his being into a physical form and pounced the Prime, hoping his momentum would throw the larger bot of balance enough for Starscream to sink his newly acquired denta into a fuel line.
It worked!
So shocked was Optimus when the seeker landed on him, that he never had the time to stop the mech plunge his fangs deep into the right side of his neck, straight into a major fuel line. The Autobot screamed a horrible blood curdling scream, as he felt the sharp bits of metal bite deep into his body, he clawed at Starscream’s back and wings but to no avail, Starscream made sure he held fast, wrapping his arms and legs around his prey’s body.
Energon rushed into the jets mouth from Optimus’s penetrated fuel line, filling him with a deep, base satisfaction, as his needs were finally fulfilled. The prime began to moan, a long piteous sound as he felt the energy drain from his body and a strange numbness over come him, making his limbs feel week and far, far too heavy for his own body.
Starscream gently pulled Optimus to his knees and then onto his back, giving him better perches to feed and enable him to hold the weakened Autobot down beneath him.
The Prime struggled weakly, wriggling his arms and legs in hope of finding a way to throw of his attacker but nothing worked. All it did was excite Starscream more than he already was, making him hold on tighter around Primes shoulders. He began to drink down the mechs own energon in slow languid gulps, enjoying the whimpers and pleas spilling from the Primes covered lips.
As the life giving energy flowed into and filled Starscream, his whole physical being came alive like a real mechs body would when excited and he felt something long and sinuous slip out from some where on his lower body and begin to wriggle around.
He looked down as best he could from Prime’s throat, finding a long thick cable lolling out of an area on his crotch, the tip of it appeared to be searching for something, probing and prodding around between his and the Primes legs.
Starscream used his own thighs to move Optimus’s further apart and watched as best as he could, at his “cable” slotted quickly into an oddly open port between Optimus’s legs. Was the Prime‘s body reacting oddly as well? Perhaps Starscream was stimulating him somehow. The seeker watched Prime started to howl anew, when he felt his cable disappear into the body beneath him, touching sensitive nerves and sensors, but it was a different sound from the one he’d first uttered when he’d bitten Optimus. A strangled mix of both pain and …..pleasure also!
The seeker held him self for a moment, adjusting to this other new feeling he was experiencing, before a long buried program from somewhere deep within his processor came through and told him he had to move, thrust himself within this bot to get the release his body was absolutely screaming for.
Starscream moved his hips back slowly, the drove them forward again, the move causing the Autobot to buck and begin wriggling anew, loud cries erupting from the bot’s throat.
With each inward thrust, Starscream experienced immense jolts of electric pleasure in and around his interfacing equipment, some so intense that a thick liquid was beginning to spill uncontrollably from him, deep into and spilling around the opening in his preys body, soaking them both. Every time he spilled more of the fluid, he felt a raging heat within his solid body’s spark chamber building and massing from deep inside, just waiting to be let out.
Starscream thrust and thrust within the Autobot leader’s body, still feeding messily from the wound in the bots throat cable. He bit down harder, making Optimus scream again, as a sudden jolt of pleasure, the strongest he’d felt so far, raged through his body and into the Prime’s.
The large mech was still trying desperately to remove the seeker from his throat but at the same time, seemed to be welcoming the ravishing of his lower torso, his own spark alive and jumping from within his closed chest plates.
Starscream felt the leader’s life force raging through his body as well, making the building heat within his own spark intensify dramatically.
He began to quicken his thrusting, his movements becoming more erratic, till the hot bubble of searing power burst from inside and raged through his body’s systems.
A huge spill of fluid erupted from the end of his cable deep inside the Prime, filling and spilling out of him, when there was no more room for the flood and they both howled together.
Starscream, screaming from a mixture of sweet release and triumph over his foe and hunger, Optimus Prime, from both the pain and raw pleasure from being ravished.
Both collapsed in a sticky heap and lay there in silence for some time. The only sounds in the room were the soft wurring of internal fans, attempting to cool over heated systems.
Eventually Starscream decided he would move and rest else where within the base, coming back later to complete his mission.
His body tingled with soothing afterglow from the release, his interface cable still hung, dripping from his body, satisfied.
The seeker stood up and looked down at the great Autobot lying before him. Perhaps he would indulge himself like this again and then kill the Autobot like his master wanted.
Optimus was looking up at him, tired and close to recharge. The mech looked like he wanted to say something but passed out instead.
Starscream moved to the window of the office, staring out at the vast moon before him. The light from the orb cast an eerie, almost ethereal glow about him. Anyone looking at him would be hard pressed not to see what would have appeared to be, some kind of other worldly being, a dark coloured god of death and primal lust, standing upon high, bathed in the moon light. With one last glance at his sleeping prey, Starscream disappeared into the night.
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Optimus Prime awoke sometime later to find himself lying, limbs askew on his office floor. The first rays of new light were just beginning to shine in through the offices still open window, stretching lazily across the floor towards him.
Memories of the previous night quickly came back to Prime and he gingerly reached up to his throat to find, that yes, there were four little holes, in varying degrees of self repair, in one of his throat’s main fuel lines. The wound stung a little and self diagnostics told Optimus that his body had lost half its normal amount of energon.
The light headedness he felt was his body’s way of telling him that more fuel was required.
However, the warm tingle in his spark and between his legs was a whole other story. Gently sitting up, Optimus peered down at his pelvic area, to find it sodden with spilt fluid. His inner thighs and all around the floor were he sat, was also soaked in spark fluid.
Prime then carefully slipped a finger into his still tingling interface opening, were he quickly discovered that it too was still full of spark fluid not yet escaped. The liquid within him still held a soft, static like trace of spark energy from the one who’d left it there, tickling him slightly.
What a sight he must be thought Optimus.
Now all he needed was Kicker or young Ironhide to walk in and see him sitting on his office floor, covered in spark fluid, half delirious with energon loss and then the whole base would probably hear about his state within an hour.
Not a particularly pleasant thought to think about, nor would explaining the situation to everyone be any fun either!
Optimus knew he had to get back to his room and fast!
Having his own private shower in there meant that he wouldn’t have to brave going to the wash racks and end up being seen like this.
It simply would not do for his Autobots to find out what had transpired last night.
Gathering him self, Optimus slowly got up and left his office, making sure to lock it up tight with notice that it was not to be gone into.
He would come back and clean it after he’d composed him self.
Moving as fast as he could, without falling over from dizziness, Prime made it to his room thankfully not encountering anyone along the way. Though, he did have the vague feeling someone else was near him at one point but no one showed.
AT his door, Optimus just couldn’t enter his pass code fast enough, it seemed the damn blasted thing always acted up when he needed to get in his room real fast!......Till, at last, the door accepted his code and he rushed inside, slamming on the lock button once the door closed.
Leaning against the door, Prime expelled air from his system vents in a similar way to a human’s sigh of relief. He shook his head slowly to clear the sudden dizziness beginning to form on the edge of his consciousness.
Now to get some energon!
Once retrieved from his rooms own private dispenser, Optimus greedily drank down the life giving liquid, like the parched soil of a desert did to water, not caring about spilling it over his lips and down his neck. It wasn’t until he’d finished no less than six cubes before his body felt satisfied.
Now, for that much needed shower!
Optimus stood up, a happy moan escaping from his energon soaked lips, which he lick at, cat like. The sudden rush of fresh, revitalising energon coursing through his systems, brought all of his bodies dulled sensors and nerves to life again, bringing with it a whole new world of positive and negative sensations!
The bite in his throat, though somewhat healed thanks to his self repair systems and pain dulled from the energy loss, now stung hotly with a vengeance!!
Prime winced and put a tentative hand up to his neck, feeling for the remaining damage.
Yep! Four holes still poked through the right fuel line. Though a sealant patch from his repair systems, seemed to be keeping any fluid form escaping.
The Autobot leader brought his hand down with a slight shake of his head and next touched his hand to his chest, noticeably feeling the loud raging pulse of his life spark, happy from all the attention it had not that long ago received but oh so insistent for more! Starscream seemed to have left him in a rather wanton state of being from the earlier ravishing.
With his cooling fans coming online to keep his rapidly heating systems at a stable temperature, Optimus's slid his quivering fingers down his body to finally touch at the entrance of his interface port, alive inside from the spark fluid still trapped deep within his body, gently tingling against friction rubbed sensor clusters. The whole area seemed to burn and tingle even now!!
A soft, shaky whimper escaped from Optimus's lips at the remaining spikes of pleasure he felt from his body, building with each passing moment.
All these different feelings from all these different areas, that had not felt pleasure for ever so long, created a world of delicious sensation and need for the Prime, till he could stand it no longer! His spark…NO! His whole being needed to feel satisfied.
Hips and legs shaking violently, Optimus stumbled and fell forward against a wall, parting his legs widely. Using one hand to steady himself, he then plunged the other hand deep within his interface port, stroking fiercely at the nerves and sensor clusters inside. A deep, lengthy moan emitted from Optimus's still energon stained lips, as he rubbed his inner port like a bot possessed, badly needing the release of overload to quiet and sooth his screaming spark!
The Prime suddenly found a particularly sensitive area, one he'd never before found. Due to the intensity of the sensations it caused him when he touched it, Optimus couldn’t stop his screams getting louder and he mercilessly attacked the sweet spot, revelling in the incredible, processor blanking pleasure it gave him!
Primus!!! His body shook uncontrollably! He needed this overload so badly!!
The surges of energy were flowing through Optimus’s circuits so strongly now, that it was becoming almost unbearable!
Optimus plunged his hand in deep one last time and stopped, shaking even more violently.....Then, with a sudden electrifying rush, his overload hit fast and furiously, making the Autobot leader howl uncontrollably.
It was like a colossal lightning storm of ecstasy!! Striking every inch of his body inside and out with searing, sparking energy! Every circuit screamed within him from the release and he fell to the floor, great legs giving out from beneath his large body.
The overload was so powerful, that Prime's own interface cable slipped out, squirting a huge gush of spark fluid all over him self. Grabbing it, Optimus stroked his cable swiftly and more fluid leaked profusely out of it, flowing downwards. He squirmed and mewled erotically as it spilt down between his legs, onto his still thrusting hand, wetting his interface port with even more sticky, thick fluid! Optimus moaned over and over again from the sensations.
Eventually the waves of passion subsided, sparks of energy began to fade and Optimus Prime lay once again, limp on the floor. Only this time, he felt fully sated. Removing his sticky, wet hand from his interface port, Optimus just went still. Warm, soothing afterglow flowed in soft waves through out his body. His spark pulsed happily inside his chest plates, feeling at peace and finally satisfied, very different from the needy, wanton feelings it had been left with after Starscream had ravaged him earlier.
Prime lifted one of his wet hands up, looking at it with a sort of detached fascination. It gleamed and dripped with the mixed fluids that had been spilt but Optimus didn’t give it any more thought, as he was just too tired to think about anything at the moment.
The shower that he had so desperately wanted earlier, seemed like too much of a chore right now, though he knew that it was necessary more than it had been when he'd first awoken.
For now however, he was just content to lie as he was...............until of course the alarm signalling that it was now morning, chimed through out the base noisily, signalling to others that it was time to wake!
Optimus felt the sudden urge to throw something hard and heavy at someone……
Grumbling and growling to him self, the Autobot leader unenthusiastically raised him self onto his rather shaky legs from his room's floor. If he didn’t get up and show himself around the base in a couple of hours, there’d be someone banging down his door in no time.
Unless he called in sick……an achy processor or sore transformation joints?.....
Yeah, that would work!
Just a quick message to Hot Shot and he’d have the day of!
That would give him plenty of time to ponder what had transpired between him and Starscream the previous night. Of course if that was Starscream and not someone else who seemed similar ? ….No!
Optimus was sure that, that was the supposedly deceased Decepticon Seeker jet.
Well, it didn’t matter right now; he would look into this later.
Right now, the leader of the Autobots had to shower!!
But what Optimus Prime didn’t notice, as he entered his personal shower cubical, was the pair of ghostly green optics floating amidst a moving mass of blackness, slowly phase through the wall into his room and sit hidden amongst shadows of the washroom, watching…….waiting…….
here.
It was clear, quiet October night outside the Autobot base of Ocean City. Darkness covered the sea and land surrounding it, while the waves rippled with the colours of security lights, shinning down upon them from the vast structure.
A huge October moon shone over the sea as well, glistening like a giant ghost sun, illuminating the world with almost ethereal rays of pale silvery light.
It was a beautiful sight to behold.
One that the Cybertronians stationed on the Earth were quickly coming to enjoy, for on their own home world, no such sight existed and it both fascinated and intrigued them.
One Autobot in particular was very much learning to appreciate the beauty of a full moon more than the rest of his kind here.
Optimus Prime, wise and gentle leader of the Autobots, had soon found that the sight of the moon shinning over his head, bathing him with its soothing, radiant light, brought a sense of new found peace to his tired spark.
The tired mech looked on at the marvellous sight, beholden to him from the base below, were it shone in the night sky with radiance.
The battle with the dark god Unicron had damaged him emotionally more than he’d first thought, leaving him empty and soul weary inside.
So much had been lost during that battle. Starscream, a Decepticon flyer who had once turned to the Autobots, was a particularly hard loss to deal with. He’d given it his all to try and make his leader, Megatron see reason and side with the Autobots to defeat Unicron. For that he had died.
Shot down in a great fiery blast by the dark God him self.
It was a terrible loss of a fine warrior and a real shame, for Optimus had found him self growing rather found of the little red seeker jet. He’d have loved to have had Starscream as a lieutenant.
Now he was nothing more than another casualty of a war that had once again began in earnest.
For Megatron, the Decepticon leader had returned, resurrected by unknown means and the battle for Cybertron once again had begun.
There was also another more mysterious entity causing trouble for the Autobots and Decepticons as well! A being that seemed to work in the shadows who Prime had yet to find more about or even meet for that matter.
All this combined and with what had happened in the not so distant past had made the usually very friendly, happy Autobot leader grow somewhat distant and Quieter around his troops at times. He found him self shying away from the more social events some times held at the base and generally enjoying his solitude a lot more.
Oh sure, Hot Shot or Inferno still tried to get him out and about every now and again but with their own tight schedules having to be kept and the new recruits at the base needing supervision, Primes lieutenants didn’t always have time to go searching for their now rather shy leader and so Optimus was generally left to his own devices.
This of course suited Prime just fine. It gave him the opportunity to reflect back on what had happened in the past and how to stop the same tragedies happening in the present. Too many mistakes had been made as far as Optimus was concerned and he would be damned if he would let his troops suffer the same again.
He knew that wallowing in thoughts of the past was something that all great leaders did from time to time, when past troubles were still fresh and haunted their minds but they also had to know when enough was enough and to wallow no further, lest he fall into a depression so deep that he would never resurface.
However no dark thoughts about his leadership skills or past ghosts came to haunt him this night, for under the light of the high full moon, Optimus found some much needed peace and for the first time in what had seemed like years, smiled.
As the huge mech gazed out at the world around him from his office window, the light of the harvest moon shinning upon him, Prime suddenly found his aura of new found peace shattered by an unknown presence entering his senses.
No not unknown….not really. There was something familiar about it!
Optimus whirled his torso round to see just who had seen fit to disturb his solitude but there was no one was there!!
The office was still and dark with only the slight night time breeze making any sound around him…..but still the presence remained.
Turning him self round fully, Prime cautiously scanned his surroundings, optics and sensors alert for the slightest hint of anything…till…there!!
A slight movement at the far end of the room caught his attention.
He walked over only to find a small piece of cloth, most likely a handkerchief of Misha’s, fluttering around with the breeze.
However, the strange feeling of presence did not leave him and continued to ghost over his senses, like a faint caress to his audio antennas, there and yet almost not. Prime shivered.
Annoyed and a tad nervous at his situation , Optimus decided he would go to the command room and run a full sensory sweep of his office and surrounding area ….and maybe the rest of the base as well …….just as a precaution…….and sooth his frayed senses.
As he turned to head to the door, something to his right, caught Optimus’s optics…..something odd…he turned fully for a better look.
Two large, emerald green orbs hung floating in the air amidst a large mass of living, quivering black shadow and they were looking right at him.
Optimus stood as still as he could, giving of the same impression a deer did when caught in a vehicles head lights.
The green orbs stared back at him, feral and luminous in the darkness, with what seemed to be intense hunger! A mouth suddenly appeared underneath the eyes, smiling at him the smile of a predator seeing its favourite prey. Within the creatures open maw, sharp fangs glistened and dripped saliva like fluid.
Neither being moved, nor spoke and the whole world seemed to also still and grow silent around them. Then with out any warning, the dark, shifting mass of inky blackness and teeth, suddenly shifted to form that Prime fought he would never see again, one supposedly taken from the world of the living forever……..Starscream!! A strangely darkened, fanged, almost monstrous form of the jet he’d once known floated before him still smiling that terrible smile of one who wished to cause harm.
At least he thought it was Starscream…….
Prime didn’t have long to ponder about this though, for monster Starscream, suddenly, pounced!!
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Starscream, once dead Decepticon seeker, ghosted almost invisibly down the corridors of the Autobot base, searching intently for his intended target.
He could feel the presence of the one that he sought. His energy signature was like a beacon in the darkness, a flame in a clearing amidst a dark forest of trees and it drew the spectral flier to him like light did a moth.
It also made him feel something, something strange.
The bases other inhabitants were easily bypassed when encountered, for none of them seemed to be able to sense the ghost like seeker.
Save for a strange human boy and two omnicons but they dismissed his presence as a by product from all the energon they were working around. The human, Starscream ignored.
Silently he worked his way to the one he was ordered to find, intent on defeating him and retrieving the energon this Autobot, this Optimus Prime supposedly horded in vast amounts, for his master, Alpha Q, wanted it.
With this much needed energon, his master had promised him a fully physical body and a position of high rank amongst his soldiers. How could he have turned down such an offer!
Still he was rather ….nervous he supposed, about fighting with an only *sometimes* physical form at his disposal. That and this continuous odd feeling that plagued his body the closer he got to Optimus Prime, clouding his thoughts.
Upon reaching his destination, Starscream took a moment to gather him self, then shifted through the bases walls, to the room his opponent was currently residing in.
The Autobot leader had his back to Starscream, gazing out of an open window, unaware of the seeker.
He seemed to be thinking about something, for even as the seeker floated closer, Prime didn’t turn or look in his direction. But something must have given him away for the mech suddenly went still before looking over his shoulder at the door. Starscream floated back into the shadows, waiting for the large bot to lower his guard again.
The Autobot leader was fully turned now and scanning around the room cautiously, obviously aware that something wasn’t quite right.
The energy emanating from the Prime was vast and it caused a sudden stir in the seekers systems, one he didn’t remember ever having. It made him……Want?......need something? Starscream wasn’t sure but he did know that his mission needed completing.
Starscream looked about for something to cause a distraction with and spied a small piece of what looked like human cloth hidden in the shadows with him.
It would do.
Floating it gently when Optimus wasn’t looking at him and then ghosting around the Autobot when the cloth did catch his attention, allowed the seeker to manoeuvre himself through the shadows to the other side of the room. Prime appeared to look at the cloth, then stood facing the door, an agitated look adorning what could be seen of his face plates.
He suddenly made for the door but then just as suddenly, stopped and turned to look right at him, a slightly confused and then horror struck look appeared on the Prime’s face.
Starscream was closer to the Autobot now and could practically feel the strong energy flowing through the systems of this powerful bot. The feeling within him, this desire, seemed to grow at this and the need for whatever it was that he wanted from Prime, intensified!
Starscream simply couldn’t think anymore, such was the need to have what his body so had to get and gave in to this want, this greed, this…..Hunger!!!
He felt his mouth burn painfully for a moment as his body, against the seekers own will, altered to accommodate something new, something foreign and wrong to his being and yet…………something so wonderfully right!
Fangs!
Four large fangs had appeared amidst his normal dental plates in the places where humans would get their canines. What they were for he did not consciously know but when he looked to the Prime, particularly the large fuel cables in his neck, Starscream felt the most uncontrollable urge to race forward and……..BITE him.! Feed from him!!
Sink these new weapons, for what else could they be, deep into the energon rich veins of this colossal mech.
The seeker grinned, large and wide in front of Optimus Prime, who stared back, standing stock still, not speaking a word to his obvious enemy and they stayed like this for many moments, until Starscream could stand it no longer.
Using what precious little power he could spare, the seeker solidified his being into a physical form and pounced the Prime, hoping his momentum would throw the larger bot of balance enough for Starscream to sink his newly acquired denta into a fuel line.
It worked!
So shocked was Optimus when the seeker landed on him, that he never had the time to stop the mech plunge his fangs deep into the right side of his neck, straight into a major fuel line. The Autobot screamed a horrible blood curdling scream, as he felt the sharp bits of metal bite deep into his body, he clawed at Starscream’s back and wings but to no avail, Starscream made sure he held fast, wrapping his arms and legs around his prey’s body.
Energon rushed into the jets mouth from Optimus’s penetrated fuel line, filling him with a deep, base satisfaction, as his needs were finally fulfilled. The prime began to moan, a long piteous sound as he felt the energy drain from his body and a strange numbness over come him, making his limbs feel week and far, far too heavy for his own body.
Starscream gently pulled Optimus to his knees and then onto his back, giving him better perches to feed and enable him to hold the weakened Autobot down beneath him.
The Prime struggled weakly, wriggling his arms and legs in hope of finding a way to throw of his attacker but nothing worked. All it did was excite Starscream more than he already was, making him hold on tighter around Primes shoulders. He began to drink down the mechs own energon in slow languid gulps, enjoying the whimpers and pleas spilling from the Primes covered lips.
As the life giving energy flowed into and filled Starscream, his whole physical being came alive like a real mechs body would when excited and he felt something long and sinuous slip out from some where on his lower body and begin to wriggle around.
He looked down as best he could from Prime’s throat, finding a long thick cable lolling out of an area on his crotch, the tip of it appeared to be searching for something, probing and prodding around between his and the Primes legs.
Starscream used his own thighs to move Optimus’s further apart and watched as best as he could, at his “cable” slotted quickly into an oddly open port between Optimus’s legs. Was the Prime‘s body reacting oddly as well? Perhaps Starscream was stimulating him somehow. The seeker watched Prime started to howl anew, when he felt his cable disappear into the body beneath him, touching sensitive nerves and sensors, but it was a different sound from the one he’d first uttered when he’d bitten Optimus. A strangled mix of both pain and …..pleasure also!
The seeker held him self for a moment, adjusting to this other new feeling he was experiencing, before a long buried program from somewhere deep within his processor came through and told him he had to move, thrust himself within this bot to get the release his body was absolutely screaming for.
Starscream moved his hips back slowly, the drove them forward again, the move causing the Autobot to buck and begin wriggling anew, loud cries erupting from the bot’s throat.
With each inward thrust, Starscream experienced immense jolts of electric pleasure in and around his interfacing equipment, some so intense that a thick liquid was beginning to spill uncontrollably from him, deep into and spilling around the opening in his preys body, soaking them both. Every time he spilled more of the fluid, he felt a raging heat within his solid body’s spark chamber building and massing from deep inside, just waiting to be let out.
Starscream thrust and thrust within the Autobot leader’s body, still feeding messily from the wound in the bots throat cable. He bit down harder, making Optimus scream again, as a sudden jolt of pleasure, the strongest he’d felt so far, raged through his body and into the Prime’s.
The large mech was still trying desperately to remove the seeker from his throat but at the same time, seemed to be welcoming the ravishing of his lower torso, his own spark alive and jumping from within his closed chest plates.
Starscream felt the leader’s life force raging through his body as well, making the building heat within his own spark intensify dramatically.
He began to quicken his thrusting, his movements becoming more erratic, till the hot bubble of searing power burst from inside and raged through his body’s systems.
A huge spill of fluid erupted from the end of his cable deep inside the Prime, filling and spilling out of him, when there was no more room for the flood and they both howled together.
Starscream, screaming from a mixture of sweet release and triumph over his foe and hunger, Optimus Prime, from both the pain and raw pleasure from being ravished.
Both collapsed in a sticky heap and lay there in silence for some time. The only sounds in the room were the soft wurring of internal fans, attempting to cool over heated systems.
Eventually Starscream decided he would move and rest else where within the base, coming back later to complete his mission.
His body tingled with soothing afterglow from the release, his interface cable still hung, dripping from his body, satisfied.
The seeker stood up and looked down at the great Autobot lying before him. Perhaps he would indulge himself like this again and then kill the Autobot like his master wanted.
Optimus was looking up at him, tired and close to recharge. The mech looked like he wanted to say something but passed out instead.
Starscream moved to the window of the office, staring out at the vast moon before him. The light from the orb cast an eerie, almost ethereal glow about him. Anyone looking at him would be hard pressed not to see what would have appeared to be, some kind of other worldly being, a dark coloured god of death and primal lust, standing upon high, bathed in the moon light. With one last glance at his sleeping prey, Starscream disappeared into the night.
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Optimus Prime awoke sometime later to find himself lying, limbs askew on his office floor. The first rays of new light were just beginning to shine in through the offices still open window, stretching lazily across the floor towards him.
Memories of the previous night quickly came back to Prime and he gingerly reached up to his throat to find, that yes, there were four little holes, in varying degrees of self repair, in one of his throat’s main fuel lines. The wound stung a little and self diagnostics told Optimus that his body had lost half its normal amount of energon.
The light headedness he felt was his body’s way of telling him that more fuel was required.
However, the warm tingle in his spark and between his legs was a whole other story. Gently sitting up, Optimus peered down at his pelvic area, to find it sodden with spilt fluid. His inner thighs and all around the floor were he sat, was also soaked in spark fluid.
Prime then carefully slipped a finger into his still tingling interface opening, were he quickly discovered that it too was still full of spark fluid not yet escaped. The liquid within him still held a soft, static like trace of spark energy from the one who’d left it there, tickling him slightly.
What a sight he must be thought Optimus.
Now all he needed was Kicker or young Ironhide to walk in and see him sitting on his office floor, covered in spark fluid, half delirious with energon loss and then the whole base would probably hear about his state within an hour.
Not a particularly pleasant thought to think about, nor would explaining the situation to everyone be any fun either!
Optimus knew he had to get back to his room and fast!
Having his own private shower in there meant that he wouldn’t have to brave going to the wash racks and end up being seen like this.
It simply would not do for his Autobots to find out what had transpired last night.
Gathering him self, Optimus slowly got up and left his office, making sure to lock it up tight with notice that it was not to be gone into.
He would come back and clean it after he’d composed him self.
Moving as fast as he could, without falling over from dizziness, Prime made it to his room thankfully not encountering anyone along the way. Though, he did have the vague feeling someone else was near him at one point but no one showed.
AT his door, Optimus just couldn’t enter his pass code fast enough, it seemed the damn blasted thing always acted up when he needed to get in his room real fast!......Till, at last, the door accepted his code and he rushed inside, slamming on the lock button once the door closed.
Leaning against the door, Prime expelled air from his system vents in a similar way to a human’s sigh of relief. He shook his head slowly to clear the sudden dizziness beginning to form on the edge of his consciousness.
Now to get some energon!
Once retrieved from his rooms own private dispenser, Optimus greedily drank down the life giving liquid, like the parched soil of a desert did to water, not caring about spilling it over his lips and down his neck. It wasn’t until he’d finished no less than six cubes before his body felt satisfied.
Now, for that much needed shower!
Optimus stood up, a happy moan escaping from his energon soaked lips, which he lick at, cat like. The sudden rush of fresh, revitalising energon coursing through his systems, brought all of his bodies dulled sensors and nerves to life again, bringing with it a whole new world of positive and negative sensations!
The bite in his throat, though somewhat healed thanks to his self repair systems and pain dulled from the energy loss, now stung hotly with a vengeance!!
Prime winced and put a tentative hand up to his neck, feeling for the remaining damage.
Yep! Four holes still poked through the right fuel line. Though a sealant patch from his repair systems, seemed to be keeping any fluid form escaping.
The Autobot leader brought his hand down with a slight shake of his head and next touched his hand to his chest, noticeably feeling the loud raging pulse of his life spark, happy from all the attention it had not that long ago received but oh so insistent for more! Starscream seemed to have left him in a rather wanton state of being from the earlier ravishing.
With his cooling fans coming online to keep his rapidly heating systems at a stable temperature, Optimus's slid his quivering fingers down his body to finally touch at the entrance of his interface port, alive inside from the spark fluid still trapped deep within his body, gently tingling against friction rubbed sensor clusters. The whole area seemed to burn and tingle even now!!
A soft, shaky whimper escaped from Optimus's lips at the remaining spikes of pleasure he felt from his body, building with each passing moment.
All these different feelings from all these different areas, that had not felt pleasure for ever so long, created a world of delicious sensation and need for the Prime, till he could stand it no longer! His spark…NO! His whole being needed to feel satisfied.
Hips and legs shaking violently, Optimus stumbled and fell forward against a wall, parting his legs widely. Using one hand to steady himself, he then plunged the other hand deep within his interface port, stroking fiercely at the nerves and sensor clusters inside. A deep, lengthy moan emitted from Optimus's still energon stained lips, as he rubbed his inner port like a bot possessed, badly needing the release of overload to quiet and sooth his screaming spark!
The Prime suddenly found a particularly sensitive area, one he'd never before found. Due to the intensity of the sensations it caused him when he touched it, Optimus couldn’t stop his screams getting louder and he mercilessly attacked the sweet spot, revelling in the incredible, processor blanking pleasure it gave him!
Primus!!! His body shook uncontrollably! He needed this overload so badly!!
The surges of energy were flowing through Optimus’s circuits so strongly now, that it was becoming almost unbearable!
Optimus plunged his hand in deep one last time and stopped, shaking even more violently.....Then, with a sudden electrifying rush, his overload hit fast and furiously, making the Autobot leader howl uncontrollably.
It was like a colossal lightning storm of ecstasy!! Striking every inch of his body inside and out with searing, sparking energy! Every circuit screamed within him from the release and he fell to the floor, great legs giving out from beneath his large body.
The overload was so powerful, that Prime's own interface cable slipped out, squirting a huge gush of spark fluid all over him self. Grabbing it, Optimus stroked his cable swiftly and more fluid leaked profusely out of it, flowing downwards. He squirmed and mewled erotically as it spilt down between his legs, onto his still thrusting hand, wetting his interface port with even more sticky, thick fluid! Optimus moaned over and over again from the sensations.
Eventually the waves of passion subsided, sparks of energy began to fade and Optimus Prime lay once again, limp on the floor. Only this time, he felt fully sated. Removing his sticky, wet hand from his interface port, Optimus just went still. Warm, soothing afterglow flowed in soft waves through out his body. His spark pulsed happily inside his chest plates, feeling at peace and finally satisfied, very different from the needy, wanton feelings it had been left with after Starscream had ravaged him earlier.
Prime lifted one of his wet hands up, looking at it with a sort of detached fascination. It gleamed and dripped with the mixed fluids that had been spilt but Optimus didn’t give it any more thought, as he was just too tired to think about anything at the moment.
The shower that he had so desperately wanted earlier, seemed like too much of a chore right now, though he knew that it was necessary more than it had been when he'd first awoken.
For now however, he was just content to lie as he was...............until of course the alarm signalling that it was now morning, chimed through out the base noisily, signalling to others that it was time to wake!
Optimus felt the sudden urge to throw something hard and heavy at someone……
Grumbling and growling to him self, the Autobot leader unenthusiastically raised him self onto his rather shaky legs from his room's floor. If he didn’t get up and show himself around the base in a couple of hours, there’d be someone banging down his door in no time.
Unless he called in sick……an achy processor or sore transformation joints?.....
Yeah, that would work!
Just a quick message to Hot Shot and he’d have the day of!
That would give him plenty of time to ponder what had transpired between him and Starscream the previous night. Of course if that was Starscream and not someone else who seemed similar ? ….No!
Optimus was sure that, that was the supposedly deceased Decepticon Seeker jet.
Well, it didn’t matter right now; he would look into this later.
Right now, the leader of the Autobots had to shower!!
But what Optimus Prime didn’t notice, as he entered his personal shower cubical, was the pair of ghostly green optics floating amidst a moving mass of blackness, slowly phase through the wall into his room and sit hidden amongst shadows of the washroom, watching…….waiting…….
here.