Transformer oneshots (Mostly Oc's)

The Nemesis was eerily silent, save for the distant hum of the ship’s engines and the rhythmic tapping of Megatron’s digits against his throne. His optics burned with irritation, locked onto the two figures standing before him—Starscream and Exa.

Starscream had been pushing his limits again, barely toeing the line of insubordination, his usual smirk playing on his face as he feigned innocence. Exa, on the other hand, was as unwavering as ever, her frame rigid with readiness, her optics tracking every movement.

Megatron exhaled, a low growl reverberating through his frame. "You two test my patience." His voice was gravel and steel, sharp enough to cut through the tension in the room.

Starscream scoffed, wings twitching. “Oh, my lord, surely you know I only exist to serve you.” His tone was dripping with mockery, though he had the sense to keep his smirk from stretching too far.

Exa said nothing, but the way her servos flexed betrayed her readiness to strike if given the command.

Megatron rose from his throne in one smooth, deliberate motion. He stepped forward, slow, predatory, letting the weight of his presence crush down on them. "Then prove it," he murmured darkly.

Before Starscream could react, Megatron grabbed him by the throat, yanking him forward. The Seeker barely had time to gasp before Megatron’s lips crashed onto his in a bruising, punishing kiss.

Starscream’s entire frame jolted, wings twitching violently as his optics flickered offline for a moment. His first instinct was to struggle, but—Primus—he had wanted this for so long. His talons curled against Megatron’s chest as he tried to take control, deepening the kiss in a desperate attempt to assert himself.

A sharp movement caught his attention. Exa had stepped forward, her optics flashing dangerously.

Megatron broke the kiss abruptly, letting Starscream stumble back. “Tsk,” he muttered. “That was pathetic.”

Starscream bared his dentae, wiping his lips, but before he could snap back, Megatron turned his attention to Exa. She didn’t hesitate—didn’t wait for him to make the first move. She stepped into his space, fingers gripping his helm, and pulled him down into a heated, forceful kiss.

Megatron’s growl rumbled through his frame, but he didn’t resist. Instead, he let Exa try to dominate him—try to force him into submission. He could feel the intensity behind her movements, the way her frame trembled just slightly from the sheer effort of trying to overpower him.

Starscream, still recovering, let out a sharp laugh. “Well, well, seems I have competition,” he sneered.

Exa broke away from Megatron, her optics narrowing. “You were never competition.”

Starscream snarled, stepping forward to grab her, but she was faster. In one fluid motion, she spun and slammed him back against the nearest wall, her servos pressing into his wings.

Starscream hissed. His wings were too sensitive for this—especially under Exa’s precise, calculated touch. His vents stuttered as she leaned in, voice a low whisper.

“Getting desperate, Seeker?”

Starscream’s optics burned with defiance, but his body betrayed him, frame shuddering under her touch. He clenched his jaw, trying to push back, to reclaim control, but Exa knew what she was doing.

Megatron watched, optics gleaming with something unreadable.

Then, without warning, he grabbed them both, yanking them toward him. They barely had time to react before his lips were on Exa’s again, claiming her with a force that left no room for resistance.

Starscream let out a sharp exvent, his wings trembling. He was torn between frustration and something else, something hotter and far more infuriating.

Megatron finally pulled away, his optics half-lidded with satisfaction as he observed their state—Starscream panting, wings twitching, Exa steady but her optics burning with something almost feral.

“Do not forget,” Megatron murmured, voice low and dangerous. “You both belong to me.”

Starscream gritted his dentae, trying to regain some semblance of control. Exa didn’t speak, but her optics dared him to prove it again.

Megatron smirked.

This was going to be fun.
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I love Exa and Starscream being enemies so much! Sora thinks the song in the banner fits, and I agree! I wrote this while listening to it so I figured I could add it!