Starscream

Today was Christmas, and surprisingly, the nemesis decided to celebrate it, despite Megatron not wanting anything to do with humans and their traditions.

And, today was rather hard for Starscream, because he couldn’t find you anywhere! He also didn’t like being around these other incompetent bots, as he calls them.

He marched angrily through the halls, stomping over to his quarters like an angry sparkling that just had a tantrum. Frustrated that all of the other bots got presents besides him, he was the second in command for crying out loud! Why didn’t he get any gifts? He just grumbled as he walked inside, slamming the door shut behind him. And then his optics landed on you. You were tied up with a red shiny ribbon, you wrists tied, and you were wrapped in a way that put your aft towards the air, and then finally, a little bow on your helm to add to the effect. Starscream’s wings flared, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth as he stepped in front of you.

“My, my, I wonder what my present could be.”

He mused, tracing a digit down your back and stopping at your aft.