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这是我之前…….(半年前吧!)天天闹翻天寄给我的,当时因为某种原因不便贴出来………但现在…….时机成熟了……..该把果子摘下来了……..(你在讲什么啊?!我K死你!!!!!)
啊…….讲错了…….
注意:此为纯BL文,且有一小部分的不太好的描写………献给TFC所有的腐女&腐男共享……..翻译组如果敢……….也请翻翻吧!!让腐传遍TF界吧!!
我就先放一些有BL情节的片段吧!(因为全文太长了啦……..)
PS:如果版主觉得要放翻译区…….那就…….不好意思麻烦了……
He broke off as the door slid open and the third Seeker appeared, his bearing radiating resentment. "I've got those data correlations you had me wasting my talents on -"
Megatron looked up and turned his head, and his optics locked with Starscream's.
"- Megatron?"
They all felt it happen.
Something like an explosion, only in negative image. An expanding burst of silence seemed to spread out from the point in the middle of the control room where Megatron's and Starscream's gazes met, washing over the other Decepticons and stunning them all into speechlessness.
"Starscream."
Skywarp and Thundercracker watched in shock as Starscream stopped cold in his tracks and then walked slowly, stumblingly across to stand in front of Megatron. Without a word, the white Seeker folded to his knees before his commander.
Megatron leaned forward and touched his fingertips to Starscream's face, looking deep into the Seeker's wide-open optics. His voice when he finally spoke was barely above a whisper. "Why didn't you ever tell me?"
Starscream hesitated. "I didn't... think you'd want to hear," he answered brokenly. His scratchy voice was roughened even further by what might have been the beginnings of a sob.
"Starscream... And I never even noticed." Now it sounded as though Megatron too was on the verge of breaking down. "I -" He stopped, his optics dimming as though in momentary dizziness. "I'm sorry."
Did I just hear that? Skywarp sent to Thundercracker.
I wish I could tell you your circuits were frying, but I think you did, came back the equally horrified response.
"No," Starscream was saying. "I'm the one who should be sorry. It was all my fault." He hung his head. "I shouldn't have -"
"Shut up, Starscream." The words were incongruously familiar, the tone was anything but, Skywarp thought hazily. Whoever would have believed Megatron was capable of sounding like he cared? Was he capable of actually caring?
The unspoken question was answered as Megatron slid down from his seat, knelt beside Starscream and gathered the smaller Decepticon into his arms. "Not a word," he whispered. "I won't let you take the blame for this." Starscream looked up at his commander with an expression of bewildered hope, his optics half-closed, his lips parted.
Thundercracker, with sudden prescience, took his visual sensors offline.
Skywarp wasn't as quick on the uptake, and consequently witnessed the spark-scarring sight of his direct command chain locked in an embrace that took them well outside of Decepticon military protocols. He looked away and waited for the universe to end. Megatron and Starscream - kissing?
He waited for what he thought was long enough for it to stop, then looked back again. It was still happening. In fact, it was happening worse; Starscream was half-lying on the floor with Megatron leaning over him and the two of them were clinging together as though intending to become a gestalt through sheer effort. And weirder yet, nobody apart from himself and Thundercracker seemed to see anything wrong about this. Even Soundwave's cassettes weren't sniggering, which was beyond unimaginable.
Thunder? he ventured.
Just tell me if it's safe to look, came the nervous reply.
Skywarp dragged his optics away from the sight of Starscream having his breastplate nuzzled, and sent back a very definite negative.
I'm not looking until it's over, Thundercracker replied doggedly.
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