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“Starscream...” Tarn purred as slowly got closer to the terrified yet angry ex-Decepticon.
Starscream shuts his optics tight, bites his lip and he shivers as he feels Tarn’s voice affect him.
“You’ve made a serious mistake leaving Megatron and the Decepticons by going neutral… a very stupid, selfish mistake, my dear...”
You see most sparks feel great pain and eventually death after hearing a special tone in Tarn’s voice...
“Make this easier on yourself and return home willingly…”
… but due to Starscream’s spark being immortal, it has a different effect on Starscream…
“… although, I wouldn’t mind doing things the more fun way.”
… it relaxes his spark to the point where it puts him in a happy and suggestible, trance-like state.
Starscream could feel his spark softly hum at the pleasure that it was feeling, his head felt oddly fuzzy and light.
“...T-Tell Megatron... that he can get fragged right in his optics!”
At that statement, Starscream quickly transformed and tried to fly as fast as he could.
But not fast enough, cause Tarn caught him before he could fly far enough.
When they crashed to the ground, Tarn wasted no time removing his mask, so Starscream could hear his voice more clearly and began to whisper to the seeker in a deep, husky and dominating voice.
“I was hoping you’d wanna make things hard… Nothing brings me more satisfaction than destroying that rebellious nature of yours, without even having to use violence… It’s ironic, really… How a soothing voice and comforting words are what it takes to finally break you… Something that not even Megatron himself is able to do...”
Starscream desperately struggled under Tarn’s both physical and mental hold on him.
The seeker’s spark was already overwhelmed with pleasure, like Tarn’s voice is somehow massaging it and it’s starting to affect his mind. The programming in his processor was being rewritten. The war and other troublesome thoughts were slowly drifting away from his systems.
He can feel himself slowly fading away…
Maybe… he should… let it?…
“N-No… Wait... Stop…” the ex-Decepticon whimpered out, rings of purple and red slowly flowing through his optics.
An odd side-effect of Tarn’s hypnotic effect on him.
“Oh my, such a strong-willed seeker… A strong, smart and beautiful seeker… A seeker that wishes to be loved and will get that love, once he submits…”
Tarn kisses Starscream on the cheek and begins to give the ex-commander a tight, possessive hug as he continues to whisper into the helpless audial.
“Are you enjoying this, Starscream?”
“…I-I don’t know…”
“It’s okay, you are safe… You’re such a strong seeker for always resisting me and Megatron… Listen to my voice, Starscream… Give in to the bliss of an empty mind… Submit...”
“… Y-Yes…”
Starscream couldn't control himself any longer. Once he started to give in, everything fell apart. He couldn't think about anything except listening to Tarn and letting his spell drown him in mindless bliss.
He let the wonderful voice overwhelm him.
All other thoughts had vanished from his mind.
He could barely remember who he was and only wanted more of this pleasure.
And the only one that could give it to him was Tarn.
Starscream squirming became more playful than genuine struggling now, so Tarn weakened the grip of his hug as he continued softly speaking to Megatron’s (no longer) untamed pet.
Tarn would take care of him.
Tarn would let him feel like this for the rest of his life.
Tarn whispered so softly to him.
Starscream just had to listen to Tarn and do exactly what he says.
Pleasure coursed through the seeker’s entire body, from his happily vibrating spark, to his playfully twitching wings and even all the way down to his thrusters, which were almost shyly rubbing against each other.
Pure unfiltered bliss, soft yet strong, was coursing through his systems and pumping through his energon blood and deep into his spark.
Finally, all of his thoughts ceased completely.
Tarn was pleased to watch Starscream’s lips curl into a peaceful smile and the seeker’s optics, full of lovely colored rings, seemed to lose focus entirely.
Tarn gives Starscream a condescending kiss on the forehead.
“Good boy Starscream… Megatron will be very pleased... now let’s get you home.”