TF Fic: Walking on Broken Glass Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers.
Pairings: Eventual Megatron/????, ???/Soundwave and a few other pairings if I can manage it.
Rated: M for later chapters
Notes: Took forever to make that note sound romantic. Also, hope you don't mind some continuity altering.
Summary: Megatron finds a second note!! What will it say this time?? Meanwhile, who is Soundwave trying to visit? And how is Starscream's part in the investigation going??
Walking on Broken Glass, Chapter 3:
Walking into the med bay, better known as Hook's lab, Megatron kept a fierce demeanor as he looked over his soldiers. He hadn't been oblivious to his troops unrest and growing resentment. So when the unit he sent out to the paper mill asked for backup, they got Menasor. He then sent out two more small groups to retrieve energon, and made sure each had a combiner team to back them up if necessary.
Needless to say, the Autobots had not been prepared for such tactics, which gave way to a massive victory for the Decepticons.
Now the only problem was keeping his soldiers from over drinking as soon as they got back to the Nemesis. So he ordered all mechs to report to med bay for inspection and repair. There were protests but they were mostly quailed upon his entrance. And to further end their complaints he announced that there would be a victory party in the rec room. The room immediately got loud again, but this time with cheer and praise.
Soundwave began to wonder what his leader planned on doing during the celebration. Would he attend and get drunk too? Or would he simply go to his quarters and monitor everyone? If the comm officer had a choice, he'd prefer his leader get wasted like all the other mechs. Then he might be able to attend to some personal business. But till then, he had to look over each of the 'cons before they left the room and continue finding the breeders. He currently had two added onto the previous list, and was noticing a pattern.
Curious as to what his TIC looked for, Megatron decided to head on over at a gradual pace, to lesson suspicion, but his attention was caught elsewhere when one of his soldiers started complaining rather loudly.
"Hook, I'm tellin' ya there's something cutting me up inside!"
"Then hold still, slaggit," he exclaimed, and emphasized his point by smacking Thrust upside his cone shaped head. He then asked, "Now where exactly does it hurt?"
"I uh...I think it's around where my back connects to my right arm...?"
"What's going on here?" Megatron demanded calmly, but still managed to make his subordinate cringe.
"This dumb aft got something stuck in his armor plating. Looks really thin, almost like a sheet of...paper?"
"Paper? Is that what it is?" the Decepticon Lord asked, his interest growing. Not that he thought he was getting another letter, but one never knew.
"Yeah, I think so," Hook replied, before smacking Thrust again, "Hold still! One more jostle and this paper could be ripped into several pieces!"
The red seeker meeped, but mostly due to the sudden glare he received from his leader. He kept still, and waited till Hook had pulled the menacing piece of scrap out from under his armor plating before shuddering in relief.
"Hm, interesting how this material is weak enough to tear into shreds, but sharp enough to do the same to our circuts," the constructicon said mostly to himself. He then noticed there was writing on the paper and attempted to read it.
Megatron saw this as well, and quickly swiped the paper before it's contents were revealed any further to the medic. He covered up with, "Interesting, could be plans the humans have come up with. Continue your work."
Subspacing the letter, he took his time leaving so as to appear nonchalant about what he had found. But Soundwave knew better. His leader couldn't stop projecting his thoughts of excitement and glee at getting another note. Mentally sighing, the boom box realized he would have to postpone visiting his bondmate.
Also aware of the situation was Starscream. He sneered, thinking his leader a fool for not asking Thrust when he had started feeling that pain. And for that matter, why hadn't he asked him where he had found the first letter? It was obvious that someone was using the conehead as their messenger, and so he was the biggest clue!
'No matter,' Starscream thought. His leader's oversight would be his advantage.
----
To My 'Clever' Leader,
I had recently discovered that the love letter I had written for you had gone missing. Fortunately, Thrust has a big enough mouth to brag to others that he had delivered an important letter to you. One made of paper. So I see it as only fair that he gives you this one too.
Do you think me a fool, because I am in love with you? It has become quite obvious to me why you wanted us to suffer such severe injury, so you can identify which of us are breeders! I thought you more intelligent than that, My Lord. But now even Starscream knows of your obsession to find me, and I do not wish to deal with him and his idiocy! Though, I must admit, the thought of you trying to identify me excites my spark, as well as other areas.
Have you thought of me as I think of you? Of course not, you don't even know what I look like, but could you imagine? Imagine my cries as you take my virtue? Pounding into my port mercilessly again and again, making me scream your name to the heavens! Oh, how I wish that moment were here and now! I wish I was with you, exploring your body as you explore mine, lavishing your chassis and plug, oh, especially your plug, with my glossa! Then shoving your plug into my port, and screaming out in bliss!! But alas, my fear does not allow me to reveal myself to you. Yet perhaps one solar cycle, you'll allow me to be with you, to serve you, to love you, for I would do that and more if it would make you happy.
Oh please, please Lord Megatron, find me...
Megatron shook, and shook hard as he brought himself into overload. It had been too long since he had last looked at a bot that way, let alone interfaced. So the need to find this mech was becoming the most important thing on his to do list, aside from killing Prime. But there would be no finding him if his TIC did not report to his office!
Tapping his comm unit impatiently, as well as cleaning himself up, Megatron said, "Soundwave, report."
"Soundwave, I know you can hear me!" he shouted after a few kliks went by. He would not be ignored!
"Sorry, Soundwave is a little busy at the moment," a particularly husky voice replied before the comm link cut off.
The Decepticon Lord was quite surprised by this response, and became even more shocked once he realized who it was that had spoken to him.
----
Blitzwing chuckled briefly after cutting communications off with the gunformer, and continued to pound into his bondmate's port at a rapid pace. Soundwave wanted to be angry at him for doing such a stunt, and allowing their commander to know of their relationship. But right now he couldn't bring himself to care as he was being interfaced into oblivion.
Instead he tried to say, "Overload, immi--" but was cut off by a fierce kiss and a hand to his exposed plug. It was too much and sent him offline.
"Imminent indeed," Blitzwing murmured, as he slowed and then stopped thrusting. It was only with much practice and chastising that he hadn't overloaded himself. The last time he had done so inside his lover they had Buzzsaw, their fifth sparkling.
Pulling out, he tightly grasped and pumped his plug, letting his free servo caress Soundwave's uncovered face. It pleased him that he was the only one allowed to see the TIC like this; to make him lose control and submit completely to Blitzwing alone.
Coming back online, Soundwave saw what his mate was doing and sat up quickly to take over with his mouth. It only took a few sucks before the triple changer was shouting out his climax and releasing lubricants into Soundwave's mouth. There was so much that some of it managed to dribble out, and the sight of it was too much for Blitzwing to resist a taste.
"How long can you stay," he asked after breaking the kiss.
"Not long...Megatron can't--"
"Can't wait, I know. What's so urgent now?"
"Classified," Soundwave replied attempting to get up.
"Ooh, so it's personal, is it," Blitzwing asked, growing excited at the prospect of some gossip. He didn't have much to do on the moon base other than to torment Astrotrain, so this was a welcome bonus to his bondmate's visit.
"Yes, very personal," the TIC stated in a voice that left room for no further persuasion.
"Aw, c'mon, tell me," Blitz pleaded, grasping his lover's shaft and giving it a few pumps.
Soundwave bit back a moan in an attempt to hold his resolve, but soon found himself thrusting into Blitzwing's servo desiring more friction. He was then picked up and impaled once again, causing him to moan even louder.
"Please, tell me, you know how bored I get up here," the triple changer whined slightly, nipping at Soundwave's neck. He then added, "And you also know I wouldn't risk your safety if the info was that valuable."
A few more thrusts was all it took before Soundwave was spilling more than just lubricants.
----
Walking through the currently empty halls of the Nemesis, Megatron decided a small walk might calm him. To say he was irritable would've been an understatement. He was down right infuriated! Not only did his TIC fail to give him the list he required, but he was interfacing at this very moment! How was he supposed to find out anything without--
A loud slam against the wall startled him out of his thoughts.
"Where did you find the first letter?!" a familiar screech shouted.
"I told ya already I don't know! It was just some random hallway!" Thrust yelled back, trying to push the other seeker away, but to no avail.
"You're lying, I know it," Starscream replied, slamming his fist into the other again.
"Is there a problem here?" Megatron said from behind them. It hadn't taken him long to figure out what his SIC was doing, and he would not tolerate the little glitch success where he was failing.
"Nothing, Lord Megatron, we were just discussing his punishment," Starscream lied quickly in response, stepping away from the wall, but still keeping a firm grip on Thrust's arm.
"Punishment for what?"
"For hiding something that belongs to me. Nothing you need to concern yourself about." He dared to hope his leader would believe him and leave them alone.
Unfortunately, that was not the case, as Megatron asserted, "If you must, then raid his room, but if any punishment shall be delt it will be from me."
Seeing the deadly gleam in his leader's optics, Starscream knew there was no way to figure out what he wanted without getting hurt. So all he could do was walk away. Maybe, if the oppertunity presented itself, he could find a way to sabotage his leader's progress.
Watching his SIC leave in a huff, Megatron waited till he was long gone before turning to Thrust, who had by this time attempted to get away.
"You do remember how much I despise lying cowards?"
The threat was clear, and so Thrust waited stiffly as he was asked, "Where did you find that first note?"
"Um, follow me, sir," he replied, and walked further into the hallway.
Having watched the entire event, the dark mech that had been following Starscream panicked. This had not been part of the plan!
----
"So, this is the list," Blitzwing asked curiously.
"Affirmative," Soundwave said tiredly. He highly doubted he'd be going back to base anytime soon, especially since he couldn't feel his legs.
Looking over the little notes his bondmate left on the datapad, Blitzwing stated, "It's him!"
At the questioning look, he pointed and explained, "He's the only one not bonded, and he's not part of a gestalt team."
"Error: Megatron--"
"Will probably fritz from shock! Ooh, we gotta get Laserbeak to get a picture of his face!"
Soundwave glared as Blitzwing found this way too amusing.
-tbc
Last chapter for now. Currently stuck on chapter four.
Pairings: Eventual Megatron/????, ???/Soundwave and a few other pairings if I can manage it.
Rated: M for later chapters
Notes: Took forever to make that note sound romantic. Also, hope you don't mind some continuity altering.
Summary: Megatron finds a second note!! What will it say this time?? Meanwhile, who is Soundwave trying to visit? And how is Starscream's part in the investigation going??
Walking on Broken Glass, Chapter 3:
Walking into the med bay, better known as Hook's lab, Megatron kept a fierce demeanor as he looked over his soldiers. He hadn't been oblivious to his troops unrest and growing resentment. So when the unit he sent out to the paper mill asked for backup, they got Menasor. He then sent out two more small groups to retrieve energon, and made sure each had a combiner team to back them up if necessary.
Needless to say, the Autobots had not been prepared for such tactics, which gave way to a massive victory for the Decepticons.
Now the only problem was keeping his soldiers from over drinking as soon as they got back to the Nemesis. So he ordered all mechs to report to med bay for inspection and repair. There were protests but they were mostly quailed upon his entrance. And to further end their complaints he announced that there would be a victory party in the rec room. The room immediately got loud again, but this time with cheer and praise.
Soundwave began to wonder what his leader planned on doing during the celebration. Would he attend and get drunk too? Or would he simply go to his quarters and monitor everyone? If the comm officer had a choice, he'd prefer his leader get wasted like all the other mechs. Then he might be able to attend to some personal business. But till then, he had to look over each of the 'cons before they left the room and continue finding the breeders. He currently had two added onto the previous list, and was noticing a pattern.
Curious as to what his TIC looked for, Megatron decided to head on over at a gradual pace, to lesson suspicion, but his attention was caught elsewhere when one of his soldiers started complaining rather loudly.
"Hook, I'm tellin' ya there's something cutting me up inside!"
"Then hold still, slaggit," he exclaimed, and emphasized his point by smacking Thrust upside his cone shaped head. He then asked, "Now where exactly does it hurt?"
"I uh...I think it's around where my back connects to my right arm...?"
"What's going on here?" Megatron demanded calmly, but still managed to make his subordinate cringe.
"This dumb aft got something stuck in his armor plating. Looks really thin, almost like a sheet of...paper?"
"Paper? Is that what it is?" the Decepticon Lord asked, his interest growing. Not that he thought he was getting another letter, but one never knew.
"Yeah, I think so," Hook replied, before smacking Thrust again, "Hold still! One more jostle and this paper could be ripped into several pieces!"
The red seeker meeped, but mostly due to the sudden glare he received from his leader. He kept still, and waited till Hook had pulled the menacing piece of scrap out from under his armor plating before shuddering in relief.
"Hm, interesting how this material is weak enough to tear into shreds, but sharp enough to do the same to our circuts," the constructicon said mostly to himself. He then noticed there was writing on the paper and attempted to read it.
Megatron saw this as well, and quickly swiped the paper before it's contents were revealed any further to the medic. He covered up with, "Interesting, could be plans the humans have come up with. Continue your work."
Subspacing the letter, he took his time leaving so as to appear nonchalant about what he had found. But Soundwave knew better. His leader couldn't stop projecting his thoughts of excitement and glee at getting another note. Mentally sighing, the boom box realized he would have to postpone visiting his bondmate.
Also aware of the situation was Starscream. He sneered, thinking his leader a fool for not asking Thrust when he had started feeling that pain. And for that matter, why hadn't he asked him where he had found the first letter? It was obvious that someone was using the conehead as their messenger, and so he was the biggest clue!
'No matter,' Starscream thought. His leader's oversight would be his advantage.
----
To My 'Clever' Leader,
I had recently discovered that the love letter I had written for you had gone missing. Fortunately, Thrust has a big enough mouth to brag to others that he had delivered an important letter to you. One made of paper. So I see it as only fair that he gives you this one too.
Do you think me a fool, because I am in love with you? It has become quite obvious to me why you wanted us to suffer such severe injury, so you can identify which of us are breeders! I thought you more intelligent than that, My Lord. But now even Starscream knows of your obsession to find me, and I do not wish to deal with him and his idiocy! Though, I must admit, the thought of you trying to identify me excites my spark, as well as other areas.
Have you thought of me as I think of you? Of course not, you don't even know what I look like, but could you imagine? Imagine my cries as you take my virtue? Pounding into my port mercilessly again and again, making me scream your name to the heavens! Oh, how I wish that moment were here and now! I wish I was with you, exploring your body as you explore mine, lavishing your chassis and plug, oh, especially your plug, with my glossa! Then shoving your plug into my port, and screaming out in bliss!! But alas, my fear does not allow me to reveal myself to you. Yet perhaps one solar cycle, you'll allow me to be with you, to serve you, to love you, for I would do that and more if it would make you happy.
Oh please, please Lord Megatron, find me...
Megatron shook, and shook hard as he brought himself into overload. It had been too long since he had last looked at a bot that way, let alone interfaced. So the need to find this mech was becoming the most important thing on his to do list, aside from killing Prime. But there would be no finding him if his TIC did not report to his office!
Tapping his comm unit impatiently, as well as cleaning himself up, Megatron said, "Soundwave, report."
"Soundwave, I know you can hear me!" he shouted after a few kliks went by. He would not be ignored!
"Sorry, Soundwave is a little busy at the moment," a particularly husky voice replied before the comm link cut off.
The Decepticon Lord was quite surprised by this response, and became even more shocked once he realized who it was that had spoken to him.
----
Blitzwing chuckled briefly after cutting communications off with the gunformer, and continued to pound into his bondmate's port at a rapid pace. Soundwave wanted to be angry at him for doing such a stunt, and allowing their commander to know of their relationship. But right now he couldn't bring himself to care as he was being interfaced into oblivion.
Instead he tried to say, "Overload, immi--" but was cut off by a fierce kiss and a hand to his exposed plug. It was too much and sent him offline.
"Imminent indeed," Blitzwing murmured, as he slowed and then stopped thrusting. It was only with much practice and chastising that he hadn't overloaded himself. The last time he had done so inside his lover they had Buzzsaw, their fifth sparkling.
Pulling out, he tightly grasped and pumped his plug, letting his free servo caress Soundwave's uncovered face. It pleased him that he was the only one allowed to see the TIC like this; to make him lose control and submit completely to Blitzwing alone.
Coming back online, Soundwave saw what his mate was doing and sat up quickly to take over with his mouth. It only took a few sucks before the triple changer was shouting out his climax and releasing lubricants into Soundwave's mouth. There was so much that some of it managed to dribble out, and the sight of it was too much for Blitzwing to resist a taste.
"How long can you stay," he asked after breaking the kiss.
"Not long...Megatron can't--"
"Can't wait, I know. What's so urgent now?"
"Classified," Soundwave replied attempting to get up.
"Ooh, so it's personal, is it," Blitzwing asked, growing excited at the prospect of some gossip. He didn't have much to do on the moon base other than to torment Astrotrain, so this was a welcome bonus to his bondmate's visit.
"Yes, very personal," the TIC stated in a voice that left room for no further persuasion.
"Aw, c'mon, tell me," Blitz pleaded, grasping his lover's shaft and giving it a few pumps.
Soundwave bit back a moan in an attempt to hold his resolve, but soon found himself thrusting into Blitzwing's servo desiring more friction. He was then picked up and impaled once again, causing him to moan even louder.
"Please, tell me, you know how bored I get up here," the triple changer whined slightly, nipping at Soundwave's neck. He then added, "And you also know I wouldn't risk your safety if the info was that valuable."
A few more thrusts was all it took before Soundwave was spilling more than just lubricants.
----
Walking through the currently empty halls of the Nemesis, Megatron decided a small walk might calm him. To say he was irritable would've been an understatement. He was down right infuriated! Not only did his TIC fail to give him the list he required, but he was interfacing at this very moment! How was he supposed to find out anything without--
A loud slam against the wall startled him out of his thoughts.
"Where did you find the first letter?!" a familiar screech shouted.
"I told ya already I don't know! It was just some random hallway!" Thrust yelled back, trying to push the other seeker away, but to no avail.
"You're lying, I know it," Starscream replied, slamming his fist into the other again.
"Is there a problem here?" Megatron said from behind them. It hadn't taken him long to figure out what his SIC was doing, and he would not tolerate the little glitch success where he was failing.
"Nothing, Lord Megatron, we were just discussing his punishment," Starscream lied quickly in response, stepping away from the wall, but still keeping a firm grip on Thrust's arm.
"Punishment for what?"
"For hiding something that belongs to me. Nothing you need to concern yourself about." He dared to hope his leader would believe him and leave them alone.
Unfortunately, that was not the case, as Megatron asserted, "If you must, then raid his room, but if any punishment shall be delt it will be from me."
Seeing the deadly gleam in his leader's optics, Starscream knew there was no way to figure out what he wanted without getting hurt. So all he could do was walk away. Maybe, if the oppertunity presented itself, he could find a way to sabotage his leader's progress.
Watching his SIC leave in a huff, Megatron waited till he was long gone before turning to Thrust, who had by this time attempted to get away.
"You do remember how much I despise lying cowards?"
The threat was clear, and so Thrust waited stiffly as he was asked, "Where did you find that first note?"
"Um, follow me, sir," he replied, and walked further into the hallway.
Having watched the entire event, the dark mech that had been following Starscream panicked. This had not been part of the plan!
----
"So, this is the list," Blitzwing asked curiously.
"Affirmative," Soundwave said tiredly. He highly doubted he'd be going back to base anytime soon, especially since he couldn't feel his legs.
Looking over the little notes his bondmate left on the datapad, Blitzwing stated, "It's him!"
At the questioning look, he pointed and explained, "He's the only one not bonded, and he's not part of a gestalt team."
"Error: Megatron--"
"Will probably fritz from shock! Ooh, we gotta get Laserbeak to get a picture of his face!"
Soundwave glared as Blitzwing found this way too amusing.
-tbc
Last chapter for now. Currently stuck on chapter four.