TFA: Skychaser+Starblazer Req

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. I make no profit from this.

A/N: Written for shozurei, whom Skychaser and Starblazer belong to. All pairings are Skychaser/Starblazer.

Title: Decepticon Triple Changer and Autobot Seeker
Rating: PG
Warnings: innuendo, mild violence, mentioned MPREG, slash

Skychaser, a Decepticon Triple Changer, watched with disinterest as Decepticons and Autobots battled near a power plant located outside Iacon, choosing to keep on the sidelines instead of joining the skirmish, sitting on a cliff overlooking the fight. For the past few months, he had been living in a depressing rut, and the allure of battle that he once loved no longer appealed to him. He knew what the problem was; he longed for a companion. He was well built with two alt modes: sports vehicle and jet bomber, teal and black paint job with silver headlights, handsome gray face with a yellow visor, teal and white fairings, ivory wings, bright yellow cockpit, and silver thighs, but despite his good looks, there was a negative stigma that surrounded Triple Changers. They were considered violent and insane, even by Decepticon standards, which many didn't view as spark bonding material. Although he was excessively violent at times, he wasn't insane like many of his kind, despite having two other faceplates that frequently switched over. When he was enraged, a faceplate with crimson optics and dark green cheeks took over, and a blue faceplate with purple optics took over whenever he became aroused. Any Decepticons that did show interest in him wanted to dominant him, and he wasn't about to allow that.

A flash of bright red caught his optics. He focused in on an Autobot Seeker. Fliers were rare in the Autobot ranks, and he watched in amazement as the Seeker skillfully dodged laser blasts and missiles. The Autobot was graceful and beautiful, helm black with traces of red and white, azure optics, wings red with black tips and diamond colored dots that sparkled when light reflected over them, chassis red with orange and yellow hues, red cockpit, thighs black with white sides, and mixed white and black pedes. He could see that he wasn't the only mech with lustful optics closing in on the Autobot. Several Decepticon Seekers were constantly dive bombing the Autobot, servos fondling the smaller flier's wings and aft. The Autobot's cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, and his graceful movements became more sloppy. However, the Autobot quickly recovered and fought the other Seekers off.

Taking to the air, he followed as the Autobot retreated to a barren field far from battle, obviously overwhelmed by the Decepticons' lustful advances. The Autobot looked so adorable all flustered. It wasn't until he was a few feet away that he realized why the Autobot was so desperate to escape the battlefield. He could smell the distinct , musky scent of heat. It was a common condition among Seekers, but most managed to keep track of their cycles to avoid humiliating situations on the battlefield. The poor Autobot seemed stressed and uncertain of what was going on. This must have been the Autobot's first heat cycle, and being in the presence of virgin metal made him shudder, but he kept his lust in check.

"Starblazer! Report! Where are you?!"

The Autobot trembled and answered the com call, "U--Ultra Magnus…I'm sorry…but something strange is happening to me. I…can't return to battle. The 'Cons…keep trying to swarm me…and…"

A pause followed and then, "Understood. Return to base and head to the medical wing for diagnosis. There will be a medic waiting for you."

"T--Thank you, sir," Starblazer muttered before cutting off communication.

Skychaser stepped closer, and Starblazer whipped around, gun drawn and pointed straight at his helm. He chuckled and dove away from the line of fire, darting over the bare landscape as Starblazer fired at him, managing to tackle the Seeker, grinning when he noticed the Autobot trembling from the sensation of their bodies pressing together, feeling the frame trapped beneath him heat up.

"Hello, pretty little Seeker," Skychaser cooed. "Aren't you lonely out here by yourself? I can keep you company. Don't looked so scared. I won't hurt you."

Starblazer scowled and bucked Skychaser off. "Get away from me!"

"Aw, don't be mean," Skychaser chided. "I just want to get to know you better."

"Liar!" Starblazer snapped, pointing his gun back at Skychaser's helm. "Take another step toward me and you'll regret it! Don't force me to shoot, 'Con!"

"Hmm…so you don't have a desire to hurt me?" Skychaser chuckled. "How interesting. Most of your kind would be eager to blast me to scrap. You're such a sweet little Seeker."

Starblazer's flushed cheeks deepened in color. "J--Just leave me alone!"

He smirked as Starblazer transformed and flew off, deciding it would be best not to follow after the Autobot. He was certain there would be other opportunities to seduce the pretty Seeker. Feeling invigorated, he decided to dive straight into battle with his fellow Decepticons.


Title: Stalker
Rating: PG
Warnings: innuendo, mentioned MPREG, slash

A week after the battle at the power plant, Starblazer could once again take to the skies. He had been confined to his quarters until his heat cycle ended, a condition he hadn't known existed among his kind. Since Seekers were so rare among Autobots, not a lot was known about them, and when he was sparked no one had the knowledge to tell him what would happen when he reached maturity. Now, he had to keep track of his heat cycles to prevent being molested on the battlefield, and he was still unsettled by the teal Triple Changer that accosted him. He hoped to never see that mech again.

"Hey there, pretty little Seeker."

Starblazer yelped in fright and nearly plummeted from the sky, whipping around when he regained his composure, optics widening at the sight of Skychaser hovering over him. He couldn't believe that the Decepticon managed to sneak up on him. He drew two guns, but he wavered when Skychaser didn't retaliate and just smiled down at him.

"I've missed you, gorgeous," Skychaser murmured. "You need to get out more. If you're worried about being attacked…I can be your bodyguard. I won't let anyone hurt you."

Starblazer blinked in confusion. "A--Are you serious? No 'Con in their right processor would be out here trying to flirt with an Autobot. Either you're glitched or you're setting me up."

"I'm just in love," Skychaser laughed, flying closer.

"You really are glitched," Starblazer grumbled, shaking his helm. "Leave me alone or I'll call for backup and you'll spend the rest of your function in an Autobot brig."

Skychaser laughed again. "You really need to relax." He pulled out a bottle of expensive polish and a red cloth. "Maybe a massage would help ease the tension? How about we land, and I can make that pretty frame of yours shine."

Starblazer's cheeks turned crimson. "N--No way! Get away from me, you pervert!"

Sighing in disappointment, Skychaser put the polish and cloth away, gradually falling back as Starblazer flew on ahead. Starblazer managed to complete his patrol rounds in relative peace, growling to himself when he noticed Skychaser was following him, probably memorizing the routes he took. He knew he should have called back to base to report the Decepticon's presence, but he didn't want to appear weak. He could handle himself in a fight, and if Skychaser became a threat, he would deal with the 'Con.


Title: Dangerous Flirting
Rating: PG
Warnings: mild violence, slash

Starblazer snarled in agitation as Skychaser dive bombed him. This behavior had been going on for several weeks during his patrol rounds, but he never reported it. While dive bombing, Skychaser never rammed, kicked, or punched him, but the Decepticon did stroke his shoulders, wings, and even his aft. The audacious behavior eventually got on his last nerve, and when Skychaser dove at him again, he rolled to the side and swatted the Triple Changer across the back of the helm, causing the larger mech to plummet a few feet down. Laughing at the surprise attack, Skychaser blasted upwards, grabbing at Starblazer's arms and hips, struggling to embrace the Autobot. Starblazer managed to dive out of the way and slapped at Skychaser's servos before flying higher, gazing back to find the Triple Changer right on his heels. Quickly spinning around, he dive bombed Skychaser, expecting  the larger mech to scramble out of the way, but the Decepticon refused to move, and he couldn't weave out of harms way in time. Impact was violent, sparks bursting into the air as their frames collided, and he grew limp as his helm brutally snapped back, equilibrium knocked out. His paralyzed frame fell from the sky helm first, optics squeezing shut as the ground came closer and closer into view, but strong arms wrapped around, and he never struck the ground.

"Don't worry, gorgeous, I've got you," Skychaser soothed, landing safely with Starblazer cradled in his arms.

"W--Why?" Starblazer stuttered. "You're a Decepticon. You should want me dead."

Skychaser sighed, "I told you before…I'm in love with you. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you."

Keeping Starblazer safely tucked in his arms, Skychaser rested against a boulder while the Autobot became silent. Half an hour passed before Starblazer could move again, and he tore free of Skychaser's hold, causing the Triple Changer to sigh sadly. While still distrustful of Skychaser, he was impressed that the Triple Changer had saved his life and hadn't take advantage of him while he was helpless.

"You're such a strange Decepticon," Starblazer murmured. "Maybe…I could give you a chance…"

He jumped back in fright as Skychaser's faceplates switched to blue, and purple optics leered at him.

"How about a kiss for your rescuer?" Skychaser cooed, lips puffing out and smacking together.

"Er…how about a date instead?" Starblazer muttered, taking a step further back.

Before Skychaser could answer, Starblazer transformed and flew off in a rush. Although he was disappointed about not receiving a kiss, he was happy that Starblazer was becoming a little more receptive to him.


Title: Sensitive Seeker
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: innuendo, slash

Several more weeks passed by as Starblazer secretly met with Skychaser outside Iacon, letting his guard down when in the Decepticon's presence. Skychaser was surprisingly charismatic and kind to him, but he knew the Triple Changer could be ruthless from reading files on the Decepticon on a database back at Elite Guard headquarters. Despite this, he grew attracted to Skychaser and looked forward to spending time with the Triple Changer, always receiving a gift of high grade energon, sweet polish, or oil truffles. However, meeting up in the barren wasteland outside the city wasn't ideal, and he was worried that anyone could stumble across them and ruin their rendezvous.

His fears were alleviated when Skychaser escorted him to a small abandoned outpost. The rundown building had been cleaned up inside by Skychaser and contained a berthroom, washroom, and a control room with working monitors. No one would be able to sneak up on them, and they could spend time together in private.

It was in this building that Skychaser kissed him for the first time, and the gentleness took him by surprise, servos cupping the back of his helm, holding him in place as the Triple Changer's glossa teased his lips. Parting his lips, he mewled as Skychaser's glossa plunged inside and explored his mouth, delicately gliding over his glossa. Hesitantly, he rubbed his glossa over Skychaser's glossa, uncertain what to do since this was the first kiss he had received, but the Triple Changer moaned in response, obviously not bothered by his inexperience, and he thrust his glossa into the Decepticon's mouth, emboldened by pleasured moans that followed. He only drew away when one of Skychaser's servos dipped between his legs, fondling his thighs, fingers brushing over his groin, making him turn away in shyness as his cheeks blazed red.

"Sorry, gorgeous," Skychaser muttered. "Too fast?"

"I…ah…didn't mind you touching my legs," Starblazer admitted, "but I'm not ready…for…"

"I understand," Skychaser chuckled. "I'll just play with your legs for now."

A soft gasp emitted from Starblazer's vocalizer as Skychaser's helm dipped down, glossa snaking out and gliding along his thigh, servos alternating in rubbing both of his pedes. His legs were sensitive to touch, and he squirmed in his seat as hot tingling spread up to his groin, hissing through clenched dentals as he was stroked more firmly. When Skychaser's dentals skimmed over his thighs, he let out a startled scream, heat exploding across his frame, pelvic armor dampening from his release. Starblazer blinked in shock and panted as Skychaser gazed up at him in confusion.

"Primus…did you just…" Skychaser began.

Humiliated, Starblazer bolted from the room, running toward the exit, but Skychaser managed to grab him before he could get away. He thrashed wildly to break free, expecting Skychaser to start laughing at him.

"Stop, stop," Skychaser ordered, kissing Starblazer's neck. "Why are you trying to run from me?"

Growing still, Starblazer whimpered, "Y--You're not…laughing at me?"

"Why the frag would I do that?" Skychaser growled. "Watching you overload from my touch was the hottest thing I've ever seen. Primus…I didn't know my touch could have that effect on you."

"N--Neither did I," Starblazer mumbled. "I've never…been touched like that before."

"I wonder what other parts on you are sensitive," Skychaser snickered, stroking Starblazer's wings.

Trembling violently, Starblazer stammered, "I--I really have to get back to base."

"Do you really have to leave so soon?' Skychaser complained. "When will I see you again?"

Starblazer gnawed on his bottom lip. "I…don't know. I have guard duty…and there are a few conventions I have to attend." He noticed the sad look on Skychaser's face. "B--But my heat cycle is approaching…and my superiors don't like me staying in the base or city. I guess my scent drives too many mechs wild. I'll probably be forced to use vacation time and--"

"Perfect," Skychaser interrupted. "You can spend that downtime with me…here…with no one to bother us. I wonder what we'll do to preoccupy ourselves? And don't worry…I'll help ease the discomfort of your heat cycles."

Starblazer squeaked as his aft was roughly groped.


Title: Mating Ritual
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: slash, sticky

Skychaser, sitting in a chair tucked away in a corner, watched as Starblazer entered the makeshift berthroom. Starblazer moved toward the gray berth, covered with several green thermal blankets, hips swaying sensually with every step he took. Bending over, he crawled onto the bed, aft high in the air, lubricant trickling down from a few seams. Sniffing at the air, Skychaser shuddered in lust as his olfactory sensors were bombarded with the thick, rich scent of Starblazer's arousal. With such an erotic display, no one would have known that Starblazer was inexperienced, gracefully crawling up the berth, hips continuing to sway and aft wiggling in an enticing manner, making him shift in his seat as his pelvic plating began to feel cramped.

Reaching the top of the berth, Starblazer turned around and plopped onto his back, pressing his thighs together as his lifted his legs, giving Starblazer ample view of his aft as he retracted his paneling.

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Title: Lust
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: slash
Starblazer whimpered as he was shoved into a control panel, lips captured in a heated kiss as Skychaser grinded into him, servos grabbing his waist and hauling him up until his aft rested on the panel. His heat cycle was in full swing, and the musky scent was driving Skychaser wild with lust.

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