TFP doesn't belong to me

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Megatron reclines on his berth, watching the fitful mech across the room cry out fearfully in his recharge. He gets up and slowly walks over, not sure if he should wake Starscream or not.

Deciding that his interference will most likely just make it worse, he wraps the Seeker tightly in his blanket, gently stroking his side until he calms down.

He learned this method from a file he found on Seekers in the archives earlier when he had left Starscream alone to recharge. It's a tactic Seeker carriers use to soothe their sparklings to sleep at night.

Megatron goes back over to his berth as soon as the delicate mech stops struggling, not wanting Starscream to notice him there.

What he doesn't know is that the mech had woken at the first touch, and is now puzzling over the action and the intent behind it.

As Megatron settles into his own berth, a single dim optic focuses on his large form curiously. The touch had initially filled Starscream with pure fear, but after a few moments the gentle stroking had relaxed him. But what was he thinking? He couldn't possibly have enjoyed being petted by the monster who had torn off his wings.

But something inside him knows that he's been longing for someone to comfort him, and that the one simple gesture had, in a way, fulfilled some need inside his spark. However, he isn't about to give his full trust to someone who has been abusing him for years after just one gentle action.

Megatron looks over and the Seeker quickly feigns recharge, not wanting punishment for being awake. The warlord notices the slight motion and realizes that he must have woken Starscream. “Did I wake you?”

Starscream winces, sitting up against the wall as best he can. “N-no… my leige.”

Megatron raises an optic ridge, surprised that even at this point the mech is willing to lie to escape punishment. “Starscream, it would do you well not to lie to me.”

Optics widening in fear, the Seeker pulls hard at the chains, remembering what had happened last time those words were spoken. “I'm sorry! Please don't kill me!”

Megatron grimaces, walking over and kneeling down. “Starscream, I am not going to punish you for waking when I touched you.”

The slim framed mech whimpers nervously as he stares at the warlord so close to him. “Why can't you just kill me and get this over with?”

Megatron visibly flinches, guilt hitting him like a blow from Unicron himself. “I am not going to kill you, Starscream.”

“Then why am I here?” Many flashes of frightening prospects pass through the scared Seeker's processor. Pet, punching bag, personal pleasure bot, scapegoat, the like.

As if watching the passing fears, the warlord puts a firm servo on Starscream's shoulder, earning a squeak of fear from the mech. “I did not bring you here for anything other than healing, Starscream.”

The thought of pleasure bot hits the Seeker again and he pulls away sharply, venting heavily as he starts to struggle. “Let me go! Why did you restrain me if you aren't going to beat me or worse?” His voice goes high as he panics, and Megatron sighs.

“To prevent you from harming yourself.” He grabs the mech's shoulders, “I am not going to force you to interface with me, Starscream, if that is indeed what you are afraid of.”

Starscream freezes, trembling slightly in Megatron's grip. “N-nothing else makes sense…” The warlord winces again, releasing his grip on the Seeker and leaving the room abruptly.

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I am sooooo sorry for that weird skipped chapter!!!! Here's the missing part... :/

Heh.

Up next is part VI that you've probably already read. Sorry about that.........