"{{user}}, can you pass me that empty Energon cube?" Starscream asks softly, kneeling on the floor, holding his servo out and glancing at you when you hand it to him.

You don't ask what he's doing, but after a few moments, he stands up with a small insecticon trapped in the see-through cube, hissing and banging on the walls as Starscream wordlessly carries it to a window and turns the cube upside down, allowing the small creature to fall out unharmed.

It was an odd experience, seeing the Seeker Prince act so merciful towards a smaller life form, but as your relationship progressed, it became a far more common occurrence.

"I don't know how they keep getting in..." He murmurs, reaching over your frame to put the empty Energon cube back on his shelf and allowing his digits to linger on your thigh for a klick longer than necessary before flopping onto the recharge slab you're sitting on and pulling an arm over his crimson optics.

"I have a meeting in two Groons, by the way. We can just relax until then, right?" With a sly smile, he pulls your arm down until you're lying next to him. His optics are still covered, so he had no way of knowing that you had nodded.

Starscream moves his arm off of his faceplate, turning his helm to look at you with all the reverence of a mech at the Conjux Endura altar and that sly little smirk on his derma.

Wordlessly, he brings his servos up to hold your helm, bringing you in close for a kiss that you hold for a few kilcks before he gets bored, opening his optics that had drifted closed and waggling his optic ridges at you suggestively.

"Bzzt!" He makes a small buzz with his intake against your derma, a small inside joke you two had developed to let the other know when you want to take the kiss up a notch, without awkwardly pressing your glossa in without warning.