kinkfest | "Secret Meeting" (Transformers (G1), Red Alert/Starscream, R) (Reply)

Title: "Secret Meeting"
Author:

manga_queen
Rating: R
Warnings: Sex.
Word Count: 574
Prompt: Transformers (G1), Red Alert/Starscream: consensual sex, giving as good as you get - "There are things about him that even Inferno doesn't know."
A/N:

Red Alert looked up at the Seeker as the other landed. He wasn't completely sure why, but he'd agreed to meet the other there, even though he really shouldn't. 'This is wrong. I love Inferno, not Starscream. Plus, Starscream's a 'Con, and we're enemies.' He flinched as Starscream's hand cupped his cheek.

"I'm surprised you came," the Seeker said, smiling. "I didn't think you would, honestly." He leaned in closer to the Security Director, so their lips were almost touching. He wasn't surprised when the Autobot pulled away from him. "You want this, too. If you didn't, you wouldn't have come here."

"I don't know why I came," Red Alert protested. "I don't love you. I love him." Red Alert bit his lip as the Decepticon second-in-command stroked his cheek. He didn't want it, but, at the same time, he did. His optics locked with Starscream's for a moment before he leaned forward, pressing his lips to the Seeker's. He wasn't completely sure of his own decision, but he refused to go back.

Starscream pulled the Autobot to himself, deepening the kiss, slowly lowering the other to the ground. He was surprised at how passionate the paranoid mech could be, and it was just a kiss. He pulled out, smiling at Red Alert. One of his hands moved up to play with the other's sensitive "horns,' while the other slowly caressed one of the other's tires. He smirked as his ministrations were rewarded with a low moan; the smirk turned to a look of surprise as he felt hands on his cockpit and one of his wings.

Red Alert smiled, kissing and nipping at the other's neck and jawline. He tensed as he felt the cover to his ports being opened, unsure of what they were close to doing. His optics locked with Starscream's again before he nodded; he bit his lip as he looked at the cables moving in place to connect them. Doing what they were going to do would give the Decepticon access to any of his knowledge, thoughts, or feelings. His whole body arched when they connection was made, energy flowing between them freely.

Starscream pulled the Security Director into another kiss, knowing full well what he could do; he didn't plan on taking any of that information, though. He was too interested in their interfacing to, and he knew that Red Alert was, too. His fingers clamped down on the other's arms as he cried out, overloading first.

Red Alert screamed out the other's name, clutching at the Seeker's wings, body arching up against Starscream. He blacked out almost immediately.

Starscream disconnected the cables, laying down beside the other afterwards, smirking. He wasn't exhausted, and he had no intention of leaving just yet; he was staying until the other woke.

~~

The Autobot looked at his companion. "It looks like there are some things about him that even Inferno doesn't know," he muttered, looking back at Red Alert and Starcream.

"Ya think we should tell Prime?" the other Autobot asked. "They look happy, 'n it would be a shame ta ruin it fer Red."

"No. We won't tell Prime. Nor will we tell Inferno. It's up to Red to tell them both."

"Tha's unlike ya, Prowler."

"Why are you looking at me like that, Jazz?"

"Maybe we should have some fun, too." Jazz grinned as he tackled Prowl to the ground, ready to demonstrate his own version of fun.