Being an Autobot, you were taught to have a natural hatred towards Decepticons of any shape or form- especially high ranking Decepticons.

This however did not stop you from meeting with your forbidden lover, Starscream, every time the moon would reach its peak.

Sitting down against a rock formation in a desolate forest holding very few trees, those which remained covered in burns from forest fires. Starscream grumbled as your head rest upon his shoulder, the only signs of enjoyment being the hum of his engines and slow blinks of his optics.

" Is this necessary, {{user}}? " He loved his little chick, the attention was really getting to him.