challenge fic
Mods feel free to fix the tags, I tried to catch them but am exhausted and think I missed a few.
Pairing Wanted: Starscream/Fallen (Revenge of the Fallen setting)
Rating Wanted: any
What missing scene do you want to see? what's going on between Starscream and Fallen between all the Decepticons leaving to resurrect Megatron and Megatron's arrival on the Fallen's ship.
Three things you want in your story: at least one unflattering comparison of Starscream to Megatron, Starscream actually being a loyal servant, both of them completely ignoring a communication from Soundwave
Three things you do NOT want in your story: humans of any kind, random movie-verse-ize G1 characters popping up for no real reason, any of Soundwave's "cassettes"
Title: Squaring Off
Rating: R
Pairing: Starscream/the Fallen
Universe: ROTF
Author: Optimus _life
Author notes: This is my fist time writing for Cons and I struggled with it up till the very end. I apologize for the shortness of it, writing the characters was very tricky and I wanted to go for quality over length. Hope the requestor enjoys this; I did like challenging myself both as a fic writer and as a TF fan.
Starscream was calculating, manipulative and not above allying himself with which ever mech was in power at the given moment. The Fallen glanced down from where he sat on his throne; he wasn’t as aggressive as Megatron. And he was known for being downright flighty when it came to his loyalty but the flyer had his redeeming points. Points that could be very useful in getting what the Fallen wanted. While waiting Megatron’s recovery, the two had sequestered themselves about the Decpticon ship the Nemesis; equipped as befit a king. As was the Fallen’s right, he was a living peace of antiquity and out stripped Megatron in terms of depravity and cruelty. Secure in the knowledge that only a Prime could best him in combat, the Fallen ruled in supreme power. He would allow Starscream to stay, for now he would enjoy his company.
Lazily he reached down and dug a claw into a delicate wing tip, causing the flyer to scream in agony. It was pleasure to his ear nodes, the thin membranes along his face flushed and colored with lust. He knew flyers where highly aggressive when it came to coupling. Few mech’s dared to bed them and fewer still lived to tell the tale. It excited him as little else had in the millennia since, he had time for the challenge of yoking the flyer to him. Giving the wing tip another pinch, he pulled a surprised Starscream into his lap. “Open for me” he commanded and the flyer obeyed, all the while his CPU busy thinking of how he could make the situation turn to benefit him. Starscream parted his legs and uncovered his cable; he was never one to willing pass up coupling. A flyer’s Energon ran hot and fast.
The Fallen was working his hand along Star scream’s cable, enjoying drawing lubricant and watching the flyer scream. As sharp claws dug into the delicate metal. The two where so engrossed they failed to receive the incoming message from Soundwave; when the Fallen realized that he had. He dumped Starscream on the floor enraged, the coupling forgotten. “Bring Megatron to me” he relayed the message to Soundwave than turned his attention back to the flyer. Who was messaging his aching cable from where he was sprawled on the floor. Once the protective covering was in place over his cable, Starscream got to his feet and hissed angrily at the Fallen. “You may use me but you do not own me. I am a flyer.” “I own all that I touch.” The Fallen said, in a tone that brooked no questioning. The two mech’s stood toe to toe the mutual distrust and sexual tension crackled around them like fire. It was a deadly stalemate, for now.
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