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Reversed Roles	By : YukiOni Category: Transformers > G1 > Slash - M/M Views: 2743 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Reversed Roles
- 1
-Well, well. What do we have here?

Starscream crossed his servos as he leaned back to the doorway and a delighted grin spread over his face. -I didn't realize that my construction date had come earlier this year?
Lying at the berth before him, was his precious Decepticon-leader, all cuffed up and blindfolded. His servos were cuffed by the sides onto a couple of chains, which made it harder for the gigant silver mech to move. Megatron lifted his helmet as he heard the voice of his Second In Command.
- Starscream? What is this, some kind of bad joke?! I command you to relase me from these obnoxious chains! I have a feeling that they were used by someone else before me! They reek of Energon and... lubricant. Why are you just standing there?? RELEASE ME, I SAID!
- I might... if you say "pretty please".
The Seeker grinned and moved over to the berth in a slow move. This wasn't an every day sight, Megatron cuffed and helpless onto a beth. It didn't really matter who had put him on the berth like this, that certain someone had left an opportunity open for Starscream that he was sure about to enjoy.
An oppertunity, that the Seeker wanted to make a long lasting, rather humiliating, memory for the Decepticon leader. Sure, Starscream knew that his leader might as well beat him into a pulp for his upcoming actions, but not likely. If Megatron ever tried, the little Seeker would be fast on his glossa to tell the crew what really had happened for Megatron to lash out at him. This treatment was fitting for a... leader.
- I swear to you, Starscream, I will have you pay for this when I'm free from this disgusting chains!
- Aaah, yes yes, if you say so... don't talk so much, or you'll bite your glossa.
He moved his chassis so he sat over the lap of his cuffed master and leaned down on him. Their frames met, and Starscream started to carefully stroke his digits over Megatrons dermas. He gritted his sharp fang-alike dental plates and muttured something the Seeker couldn't really hear.
- How sweet, Starscream thought, it seems like the dear Decepticon leader is feeling somewhat constricted in this position. He's not used to be the cuffed and helpless one.

It's just like someone had read Starscreams mind and made his dreams come true, even if it was just for the night, to be the one to dominate over his master. Time to reverse the roles.
Starscream curled his digits into claws and scratched his master over his faceplate, and felt an overwhelming pleasure in the suprised reaction from Megatron. He flinched with his helmet, and gritted his dental plates again. A small sweatdrop had started to slowly move down over his chin as he awaited the next move from the little Seeker. The sweet pearls of Energon started to pour from the scratchmarks from Megatrons chin.
- Open up.

The Seeker ordered, as he pressed one of his digits to Megatrons dermas, and the blindfolded mech did as he was told, without complaints.
- Good, seems like you've gotten ahold of how things will work for tonight... you will bid to my every command and I do not want to hear you complain, is that understood?
- ....
- I said, "is that understood"?
The Seeker forced his digits into the mouth of his master, and took a steady grip of his glossa. He grinned as he felt an overwhelming power resting over him. Megatron coughed suprised, his servos were trying to break free to shove away the Seeker. The chains clinged heavily to the movements, which lead to Starscream take an even harder grip of his glossa. He leaned his faceplate closer to the other mechs with half opened optics.
- Oh, I see, so that's how you want to play it, Megatron? Rough? Oh but, of course, how silly of me. I should know that you just LOVE it rough. Because isn't that how you love to play with me? Then I'll show you how it's done when LORD STARSCREAM has the power...!
- Heh, oh yeah. Can you feel me shiver to those words? So frightening, indeed. What are you gonna do with me? Have your way with me? How pathetic. Your spike couldn't even hurt a virgin.
Starscream flinched at the deep voice that came from Megatrons Spark-bond with him. Even if he had his glossa in a tight grip, his voice could reach to him telepathically. For a nanoclick, Starscream lost hold of the moment and just stared down at his master. Slag, Megatron thought he could be in charge even in a situation like this? No way, no fragging way that Starscream would ever let that happend! This was HIS moment, not Megatrons! He let go of Megatrons glossa and moved himself down on his chassis.
- Where are you going now?
The silver mech asked in a deep tone, but Starscream wasn't thinking about answering. He found himself at the interface panels on the silver mech, and as he were forcing up Megatrons legs, the Seeker could hear the silver mech laugh at him.
- So you plan on giving me a blowjob? Oh yeah, how dominate of you to do such a... "dominating" thing. Would you hurry up with this charade, I can't wait to show you how a REAL dominator are working.
Starscream bit his lower dermas but continued. He put his face close to Megatrons interface panel and gently started to lick it, then harder and more lustfully. The gigant silver mech shivered at the touch of the glossa. He didn't expect that the Seeker would go for THAT panel. Starscream glanced up behind the legs of his master to catch his face, and grinned as he saw Megatron had started to breath heavily and bit his bottom dermas to remain in control.
Oh, but he wasn't going to let him off that easily. Starscream wanted to show Megatron once and for all who was in charge for tonights events, and the silver mechs sardonic words still ringed in his audios. Well, this would show him some things he didn't expect from the Seeker. He continued to lick the panel, and after a little more of the teasing, he opened up the panel to get to the silver mech's port. Megatron flinched at the move, and the chains clinged again over his movements.
- Don't you fraggin' DARE--- !!
The warning came just a few nanoclicks too late, because right after, Starscream had moved his glossa inside of Megatrons port and started to passionatly, agressivly, lustfully, lick it. Megatron flinched his helmet backwards and held inside a deep moan, but in the next nanoclick, he was forced to yield to his own pleased voice. The Seeker continued to lick the port, who had started to become wet. He raised his right servo, clenching his claws into Megatrons inner tight as he continued to lick him, and sweet, sweet Energon poured from the claw marks.
Megatron started to moan at the rough and pleasurable treatment, oh how he was ashamed for those wretched sounds that came out of his own mouth! He had never used to moan and whimper like this! But Starscream smiled at every sound Megatron made, they were nothing like the sounds he'd ever heard the silver mech make before durring interfacing. He started to stick his glossa even deeper inside and roll around with it, just to see if the effects were something alike the sounds he had made before. In nanoseconds, the port became dripping and tighter.
- A-argh! S-Starscream, stop that immediately...! A-aa- I...! I command you to stop..!
- Oh just shut up and enjoy, already.
Megatron started to breathe even more heavily, and Starscream grinned to his delight. Time to use and old trick, that always worked. He lifted his right servo and without a warning, he roamed three digits inside the port and showed them up as far as he could. The gigant silver mech gave out a roar as he he bent his back backwards, and the sweet lubricant from his port were spilled onto the Seekers face and servos.
- No--- stop that---!! STARSCREAAM-----!!
Starscream continued his hard play with his digits and roamed they inside and out of the dripping port, adding a fourth digit to the play.
- N-no no no, not---- stop..! STOP---! A-aargh...!
The pleas from the Decepticon leader were like Primus singing in Starscreams audios, and he hit him even harder with his soaking wet digits. The complainings, moans and pleas continued as Starscream hit his lover harder and harder, till the point that he could feel hus whole servo hurt. In one last hard thrust, he removed his dripping, soaking, wet digits and looked at them with half opened optics and nodded slightly.
- You sure made a mess, Megatron. What should I do with my wet servo?
Megatron had started to tremble after the play with his port, and he wheezed from his gritted dentas. If he weren't blindfolded, Starscream would have been pierced by those raging red optics, and he shrugged at the thought.
- S-Starscream, I SWEAR, I'll----!
The Seeker grinned as he came up with another plan for his little dominant play. He leaned himself over Megartrons gigantic chassis once again, he playfully stroked his dripping wet digits over Megatrons faceplate. He forced two of his digits between the solid shut dermas of Megatron, who reluctantly started to stroke with his glossa over them. Starscream felt his faceplate heat up. Slag. This was even more erotic than he ever had imagined it to be. He slid down another of his digits and then the fourth, watching Megatron licking off his own lubricant clean from Starscreams digits.
The traces of lubricant were still all over Megatrons face, and Starscream grinned, as he leaned himself over him again, sticking his glossa out to lick it up. The gigant silver mech groaned but didn't really say anything, letting the Seeker lick the lubricant of off him. Starscream watched his masters faceplate. He really did want to lick those dermas of his... but it would be too close of a kiss. He shrug his head and tried to shook that tought away.

He was supposed to be dominant, not sweet.
Starscream glanced down at Megarons elevated legs with his port still dripping. He grinned as he moved down once again at him and started to stretch out the silver mech's port with his digits again. Megatron flinched at the touch and grunted, he did look insecure and even a bit... nervous. If he was the dominant part, he'd frag Starsscream right now, which would mean that he filled his little Seeker up with his gigant spike. Surely Starscreams spike wasn't that big... but, still. Megatron could feel himself start to tremble even more to the thougt. He already did tremble because of the pleasureable, but humiliating play, but having his toy-Seeker fill him up...? No, that was just ridiculous. Surely that wasn't Starscreams intentions. He had had his fun, and was about to let Megatron go, right?
He flinched as he heard Starscream open up his own interface panel and put the tip against his port.
- Oh look, I even found something else here... it looks like a interface toy, shaped after a.... my, my, I'd say rather big, spike. Who ever had a thought that you'd like to frag yourself with toys like these?
- Starscream, don't--!
- But we have already gotten this far... surely you want to be granted in an overload, hmm, my dear Megatron? Remember to relax... I take it this is your first time as a... reciver.
Megatron was about to make a effort in braking free from the chains, when he felt Starscreams spike slide into him and fill his tight port up, and forced it to be adjusted after him. He bit his lower denta so hard that he tasted the Energon leakage, as he tried to hold a loud moan inside. Megatron tried to catch his breath as he felt Starscreams spike roam hard inside and out from him, and without helping it, he moaned out to the painfull pleasure. Not that Starscream were a big mech, or even had a large spike, but it was the first time for Megatron be be taken like this. It felt... odd, to be the recving one, after all the years he had been the dominating one.
After awhile, Starscream lifted up the spike-alike toy and licked his dermas. He wanted to suprise the silver mech, and as he continued to rock in and outside of the moaning, much larger reciver, he put the tip of the toy onto the port and gave it a push.
Megatron flinched and he felt his faceplate heat up.
- Starscream, you fool! You can't add that--- not that TOO, since you're already inside!
Starscream grinned and blushed even more as he forcefully pushed the fake-spike over his own into the tight port. Bite by bite, slowly, so himself could adjust to the feeling of having another spike to control over his own. Megatrons adjustments could wait.
- Aaargh, n-no, no no no...! A-aahhn, s-stop that, Starscream...! Arrhn...!
- Almost fully inside...!
- S-StarSCREAM----!
As Starscream had sucessfully moved the fake-spike into Megatron, he made a beautiful, painfully and pleasurable roar and bit his bottom derma as the Seeker started to rock both himself and the toy inside and out of him at the same time. Frag, that felt good!
- A-aaah, M-Megatron...! Slag, slag it...! You are so tight and good...!
- S-shut up, I don't...uhnn... want to hear that from YOU, S-Stars...aagghhn...scream..!
- I- I think I'm close...!
Starscream rocked his hips harder and took a tight grip of Megatons hips, which made the toy move further deeper inside of the silver mech, who let out a load groan at the movement. Megatron clenches his servos harder around the chains and moaned and roared as he felt his overloading coming faster and faster over him. In the next nanosecond, they both bent their backs and flung their helmets as the overloading both hit them hard.
The Seeker collapsed over the silver mechs frame, both of them heavily panthing and trembling from the overlading. He glanced up at the silver mechs faceplate and grinned, Megatron's face were flustered and red, exhausted. He lifted his servo up to remove of the blindfold and was met by Megatrons exhaused optics looking back at him. Starscream grinned softly, leaned up to him and kissed him.
- Not that I complain on this whole act... but who in Primus tied you up like this?
- .... The Slag that I know...! I just woke up like this and suddently you walked inside and started to bitch and moan to me! I assumed it would be one of your tricks...!
- No, I'm actually innocent on this one... besides fraggin' you senseless.
- .... Tell anyone and I'll---
- Yes, yes, I know.
Megatron grinned back to his Seeker, and kissed him back. Now this wasn't so bad. Maybe he'd let the Seeker do this to him again... maybe. But the question still lingers, who tied Megatron up in the first place?
-----
Outside the door, Shockwave, with his arms full of different toys, looked dersperatly at the locked door.
- I can't belive this!! I finaly got my leige drunk, and when I looked away for a slight nanosec to get some more toys, the slaggin door shuts down on me and I can't get back in!! Megatron, my leige, wait for me---!!
END.
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