Twelve Days of Christmas Day 6 - Precious/Rare
hello all, sorry this one is so late! This one is probably T or M-rated for implications of sparksex, depending on how you categorize sparksex-type stuff, just as a warning!
Twelve Days of Christmas Fic - Day 5
"Precious/Rare"
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Starscream knew that he was special; there was just something about being, well, him that tipped a mech off to his superiority. He had never felt it resonate within his spark though, to the very core of his being - that was, until he had bonded with Optimus and felt that same unique power pulling at him in thin tendrils beyond the corona of his core.
Sparks were each unique, but there was something different about theirs both. Perhaps it was the unusual combination of their equally rare spark frequencies; Starscream would have struggled to identify the Prime’s, even without the haze of interface making it difficult for him to think. Even his superior scientific mind couldn’t remember ever feeling or studying anything like it.
He supposed that was no surprise; the Matrix did not choose just any mech. But the validation that something truly was special about him - something different, something strange, was an unexpected and thrilling reward.
Optimus held them together as their sparks spun closer and became one, and somewhere amidst all the thoughts and sensations, Starscream reeled with the realization that here, they had something rare.
Twelve Days of Christmas Fic - Day 5
"Precious/Rare"
.o.
Starscream knew that he was special; there was just something about being, well, him that tipped a mech off to his superiority. He had never felt it resonate within his spark though, to the very core of his being - that was, until he had bonded with Optimus and felt that same unique power pulling at him in thin tendrils beyond the corona of his core.
Sparks were each unique, but there was something different about theirs both. Perhaps it was the unusual combination of their equally rare spark frequencies; Starscream would have struggled to identify the Prime’s, even without the haze of interface making it difficult for him to think. Even his superior scientific mind couldn’t remember ever feeling or studying anything like it.
He supposed that was no surprise; the Matrix did not choose just any mech. But the validation that something truly was special about him - something different, something strange, was an unexpected and thrilling reward.
Optimus held them together as their sparks spun closer and became one, and somewhere amidst all the thoughts and sensations, Starscream reeled with the realization that here, they had something rare.