[TF] Scars of Yesterday - 11

Scars of Yesterday
Chapter Eleven

His dreams were always far more vivid than his waking sight. Soundwave didn’t understand how that worked, how everything sharpened and brightened, clarifying into clear shapes. He didn’t know if the faces he saw matched the faces in his life, or if he was merely filling in the blanks, making assumptions.

Maybe it didn’t matter.

His dreams were focused, vivid things, and Soundwave rarely remembered them upon waking. He didn’t have reality for comparison.

All he’d seen of Sideswipe and Sunstreaker entwined on the bed had been brightly colored shapes locked together, the scent of their lust thick and heady, their moans and cries enough to make his face flame and for him to flee, appalled by his own reaction, embarrassed that he hadn’t thought they’d need privacy. They were, after all, two young harpies in their prime. Of course they’d want to touch one another.

Laserbeak had seen more than enough.

“They’re so pretty,” she’d chattered. “But maybe we ought to talk to Ratchet or something, because Sunstreaker was biting Sideswipe awful hard.”

“It’s not uncommon, flitterling,” Soundwave had argued, flustered and wishing they didn’t have to have this conversation. Laserbeak was much older than she appeared, and he knew she capitalized on her size and cuteness to get what she wanted.

However, he wished he’d been paying attention so that neither of them had stumbled on Sideswipe and Sunstreaker’s moment.

Laserbeak chuffed at him. “I know that, Soundwave. I’m not stupid.” She kicked out her legs and flicked his ears. “I just mean, you know, they were only around humans and rude harpies. What if they’re hurting each other accidentally?”

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