summarize the text in detail: Particles are Kinky. Written by Bart Craven and read by Gil Raynor. This is a Transformers fanfic, rated explicit. No archive warnings apply. Starscream was having a grand old time. Skyfire tried in vain to suppress his embarrassed smile. Starscream continued to whisper up to him behind his servo, words dripping in a breathy promise. Legs spread wide and open for me so that I can lick every pearl of delicious lubricant." Starscream called Professor Airwave. What do you think the answer is? Skyfire stiffened in his seat, as if he had been the one caught talking about anything other than particle physics. Some of his fellow students were sniggering at his predicament. physics, some of his fellow students were sniggering at his predicament. Apologies, Professor, Starscream said, turning his lazy gaze away from Skyfire. Can you repeat the question? It's a little loud back here. The snickering and laughter grew louder. Of course, Wing-lord, Professor Airwave sneered, waving to the board behind him. Enlighten us, how many confirmed elementary particles are there in the Standard Model? Starscream rolled his optics and then smirked. The fool consistently underestimated him, and probably thought he had caught Starscream out. Well, there are seventeen named confirmed fundamental particles. There are twelve fermions and five bosons. Shall I name them? Starscream paused only a moment before standing from his seat. His smirk turned lascivious. There is the up quark, the down quark, he said, rolling his hips a little as if doing something naughty to the desk, much to the delight of the other students. "'There is the charm quark and the strange quark,' he said, rubbing his servo down the side of his chassis. "'And we can't forget about the top and the bottom quark.' "'Thank you,' Airwave said, cutting him off. "'Try not to talk during my class if you can. I'll expect you all to know and memorize the full set of 61 elementary particles for the exam. So that is all the ones that Starscream mentioned, the others, and their combinations. The spotlight off of him, Starscream took a seat and kicked up his peed on his desk. He folded his arms across his chest and leaned back. Skyfire's attention was back to looking at the board, ignoring him. Starscream frowned. He was pretty sure had they been able to conclude their little conversation, he would have been able to seduce Skyfire into a date. But Airwave had to come in and spike-block him like the dull, lonely, pathetic has-been that he was. I was wondering, Skyfire conned him, if you had any time tonight to tutor me on this. You seem to be way ahead. Starscream arched an optic ridge. "...and by tutoring, I'm hoping you mean..." "...I mean tutoring, Starscream," Skyfire said in his best, serious voice. Starscream pursed his lips in frustration, wondering how strong that declaration really was. Skyfire had been almost frigid with him lately, despite Starscream's best efforts, best moves, best words. Skyfire had this appealing quality of appearing innocent and inexperienced, but also knowing exactly what he was doing when Starscream actually got him pinned beneath him. The few times they had gone at it, Skyfire had been delicious, and Starscream couldn't get enough of him. Skyfire seemed similarly affected, at least until Starscream's most recent preposition. He wanted to get things back on schedule. Sure, I'll be over this evening with high grade, Starscream. And lubricant, he said, grinning. Maybe some toys. Class dismissed, Airwave called. Skyfire rose and started to walk out while shaking his helm. Starscream nearly fell out of his seat, trying to follow after him, but Skyfire had already made it out the door. Drat. Well, he still had the evening. Starscream arrived perhaps a little early. Skyfire arched an optic ridge. I figured you needed some extra help, Starscream said with a winning smile. Skyfire shrugged and opened the door to let him in. Most of their liaisons had been at Starscream's apartment so far, so it was fun and exciting to see Skyfire's place for a change. Make yourself at home. Starscream turned a smirk over his shoulder. Oh, I like to walk around with my panels open at my apartment. Can I do that here? Skyfire sighed. Maybe you should go self-service in the bathroom so that you can focus on something other than getting your spike wet. Cold… Starscream said, deciding he should back off. Skyfire was usually amused by his cross flirting, but he was striking out tonight. He mentally clamped down on his raging protocols and shook out his wings. Right… What do you need help with? Skyfire paused for a moment, still a little tense. Then, deciding that Starscream was serious, nodded, and he sat down on the couch, pulling out his datapads and notes. They worked hard for a little while, Skyfire proving to be very appreciative of Starscream's help. No one had ever really told Starscream that he was a good tutor, but he understood concepts a little faster than most and could quickly apply them, and Skyfire seemed to appreciate his insight. Starscream found that he immensely enjoyed talking to Skyfire about science, but once they had sufficiently covered the topic for the exam, they talked about other things as well. Starscream found himself falling again in the specifically horny thought territory, paying way more attention to the way Skyfire's lips were moving than to what they were both talking about. He mentally clocked himself, leaning back on the couch, pushing his thighs together to stop his array from getting any ideas. And I think I have a good chance at the grant, given I know the others who applied. I hate that we have to compete so much for these things, because I think everyone's proposal has merit," Skyfire said. I agree, Starscream said, surprising himself with how genuine he was. There are a lot of good candidates this year, but yours is the best. I only hope the judges see that too. Skyfire blushed in embarrassment, and oh Primus, did that make Starscream want to turn his fans on. In fact, if Starscream didn't get out of here, he was probably going to start peeking out of his own panels, the distinctive bulge proving to be tight and uncomfortable at the moment. He gave Skyfire a side glance and thought about asking for his help getting rid of his hard-on, but he didn't want to ruin the rapport they had established. Well, it's getting late, Starscream said, stretching. Let me know if you need help again with this stuff. You're an excellent pupil. He stood, gave an awkward wave, and started to head for the door. Oh, going so soon? Yes, Skyfire, he was leaving. If he didn't get his spike in his fist soon, he was going to start humping the armrest of the damned couch. Yeah, he said, turning for the door. I will see you later? In reply, Starscream heard the distinctive noise of Skyfire's panels retracting. He froze, slowly turned, his optics wide. I was hoping you could help me with another problem I'm having, Skyfire said, his voice thick. Skyfire was still sitting on the couch, but now his knees were bent and hiked up. Starscream could see his beautiful, lily-white valve at the apex of his thighs. Trailing his optics down, Starscream could also see the curve of his aft, barely perched on the couch. Skyfire's face was flush with energon as he snaked his servos to the underside of his thighs to pull himself apart and open up more to be on display. Starscream's mouth watered. Starscream knew distantly that his peeds were moving across the floor as he struggled not to sprint over to Skyfire. He sunk to his knees between Skyfire's legs and lightly trailed his digits up his thighs to gently spread them more. How can I help? he said hoarsely, looking at the valve that was quickly lubricating with ore. Skyfarer stared at him and pushed forward a little on his hips. I think I need some more… stimulating conversation from you and that mouth of yours. Starscream swallowed eagerly. I think I can help. He locked optics with Skyfire as he slowly lowered his mouth to latch onto the opening of his valve and sock. Skyfire exvented and wriggled a little under the attention, his digits digging into his thighs. Encouraged, Starscream darted his glosser in and out of the wet slit and then started to trace the rim with the tip. Skyfarer sighed, shifting slightly again. He closed his optics and pushed his valve up against Starscream's mouth, as if seeking more friction. Starscream obliged with a small smile, and his nose pressed against Skyfire's anterior node, and he used his lips and glosser to kiss and lick Skyfire's valve. Skyfire shuddered and his venting increased, but abruptly, he placed his servo on the top of Starscream's helm, gently asking him to stop. Starscream pulled back with a mournful kiss, and then looked up at Skyfire. There is this seeker I really like, Skyfire said breathlessly, placing a single digit under Starscream's chin so that he lifted his gaze. Starscream's servos reflexively tightened around Skyfire's thighs at the intense look. But I'm worried that he's only interested in frogging, because that seems to be all he wants to talk about and do. And while that's fun for a little while, I'm hoping for something more." Starscream could still taste Skyowing. He squirmed a little under his gaze. Would you like to spark merge? Skyfarer asked softly. I think your intentions and feelings would be clearer. Starscream shivered. He hadn't spark-merged with anyone before, despite being very sexually experienced. It was very personal, intimate, and something more committed couples tended to enjoy. Not that the idea didn't excite him, especially with Skyfire. He trusted him. I, uh, yes, I would like to spark match with you, he said, maybe too quickly. Skyfire smiled brightly, bringing Starscream's lips to his. Starscream still closed the ray bumped against Skyfire's open valve, and Starscream couldn't help but grind against it. Starscream started to get more handsy. He began to grope Skyfire's panelling on his chest, squeezing and pinching between the slats in his vents. Skyfire's breath hitched in tiny gasps, and Starscream kissed and nipped after each one. He started sucking on Skyfire's bottom lip, and then brought his servo to begin checking the wetness of Skyfire's valve again. He used the heel of his servo to press against Skyfire's node, rubbing gently while pushing his slender blue digits in deeper. Skyfire squirmed at the intrusion and then relaxed as Starscream began to pump in and out of him. He was deliciously wet, pliant, and Starscream had to stifle a grode with how much he wanted to spike him. Starscream opened his optics, wanting to get a good look at Skyfire. His optics were closed tight in concentration, and his lips were slightly parted and puffy from Starscream's kissing. Perhaps sensing his gaze, he opened his dim optics and looked back, smiling slightly. Starscream's engines revved. He stood to his speeds and gently shifted Skyfire by the shoulders so that he would fall lengthwise down on the couch. He crawled between his legs again, and situated himself between his thighs. Skyfire was still scrunched up a little against the armrest, which would make it easier to Starscream to kiss him and frag him at the same time, since he was so fragging big. Delightfully big. It didn't escape Starscream's notice any time they were together how intoxicating it was to top this colossal mech. Skyfire willingly opened for the smaller Seeker, and Starscream loved to plough in him like he was the size of a convoy or a triple changer. Skyfire seemed to also delight in the ferocity of his smaller lover, always breathless and gasping, despite the contortions Starscream put him through to frag him deeply to overload. This position would also make it easier to… sparkmatch. Are you comfortable? Starscream asked, ghosting featherlight touches to Skyfire's abdomen to rub his node again. Mm-hmm. to Skyfire's abdomen to rub his node again. "...Mmm?" Skyfire said, biting his lower lip. With that ringing endorsement, Starscream opened his panel and let out a sigh of relief as his poor spike was finally released. He rubbed against Skyfire's slick thighs, trying to get his charge up. I've not… really… spark-matched before, Starscream said quietly, so I might need your… help. Skyfire's optic ridges shot up. If you are uncomfortable… No, I want to, he said, frowning slightly. With you. to," he said, frowning slightly. "...with you." The room was a little dark, but Skyfire's smile could have lit up the room. Starscream was eager to please him then, and swallowed again. It was true, though. The list of mechs he would ever want to spark mad with was surprisingly short, but Skyfire featured prominently. Starscream ached to spike him though at this particular moment. He wanted to be inside him, drag across every caliper and node and sensor and just frag him to incoherence, but he was a little distracted by Skyfire's fond smile. Starscream began fumbling with his spike to try to guide it into Skyfire. He rubbed his load a little bit as he lined up their arrays, and he felt his spike nudge the outer folds of Skyfire's valve, and then slowly press in. slowly press in. Skyfire gave a contented sigh, tilting his helm back in pleasure. Starscream exvented at the squeeze around his spike, watching Skyfire's face to make sure he wasn't in pain. He pressed a little more, inch by scalding inch, almost groaning at the squeeze and liquid heat. He looked down and nearly shuddered at the sight of his spike disappearing into the wet valve. His spike throbbed again, wanting him to move, and he pressed a little further. Once he was fully hilted in, he paused for a moment. His hips were tense, wanting to hump and thrust, but he waited, trying to be patient. It was hard, and he usually didn't show so much concern with his partners, but Skyfire was special. Skyfire made him want to do everything right, do it gently, and do it so that Skyfire got the maximum enjoyment from it. That being said, he really couldn't wait any longer. Sky, he said, choked. He was practically begging for permission. Skyfire's optics pierced through him, as if taking a moment to bask in the glory that was Starscream tamed. Or at least, that's what Starscream imagined that look was, and the thought made him tremble in a pall of desire. Skyfire nodded slightly, and Starscream started moving. He was eager. He started to frost, feeling every rub of caliper and slick fold glide across his spike. He was shallow at first, then grew bolder. Skyfire's hips lifted a little to meet him, and then Starscream was as deep as his thrusts would go, but he was determined to get deeper. He hooked his leg up around Skyfire's thigh, next to his hip, so that he was going in at an angle. Skyfire moaned as Starscream was grinding into him, possibly rubbing the opening to his gestation tank. Starscream had to release his grip on Skyfire a few times, afraid he would dent him. Starscream was panting in time with his frosts, occasionally puffing. He chased the friction, even as Skyfire's valve began to drip lubricant down his aft and possibly onto the couch. He felt so good. Starscream wanted to plough his valve all night, and would if given the chance. Skyfarer was making little noises now that escaped his vocalizer, telling Starscream he was close. It will be best," Skyfire said through the frosting, "'If you open your chamber at the height of overload.'" He said breathlessly, punctuating his words with small moans. Starscream nodded in receipt, knowing he was getting close too. He started to gyrate his hips a little more, and Skyfire stiffened, and then Starscream came. As he nearly collapsed down on Skyfire as his spikes spurted into him, Starscream then heard the sound of Skyfire's spark chamber opening. Pale blue light filled the room, and Starscream was momentarily struck by his spark's beauty. Radiant, bright, spinning. It was crackling with energy from the overload, and elegant, and perfect, just like the frame it resided in. Feeling self-conscious in a way he hadn't felt before, Starscream swallowed nervously, opened his own spark chamber, and then leaned down. Skyfire watched him, nodded with a soft smile. That was all Starscream really needed in the end. There was a zap as their sparks first realised they were in proximity, and then they both spawned faster in their owners' chests, excited that they were introduced. Starscream blinked in confusion and slight panic, feeling the energy between them rising. It was warm, intense, it was… good, in a way that bathing in sunlight felt good. And then he started to feel Skyfire. It was slight at first, more like a tap on the shoulder of another presence with him. But then it was a cascade, and Skyfire was everywhere. Skyfire was beautiful on this plane of existence. White, soft, comforting, analytical, straightforward, honest, kind. And it was almost like Starscream could taste or even hear what Skyfire was. It was like music. He was wonderful. Starscream wasn't enough. He would never be enough. He thought he heard a discordant note through beautiful, tinkling sounds and knew he was doing it. He started to panic, afraid he was messing this up and was to blame. It was only his first time, he didn't know how to do this, and if this is what he was seeing of Skyfire, what did Skyfire see of him? Was he hideous in this state? This had been a terrible mistake, and Starscream tried to pull back, but he was stuck and couldn't move. He was frustrated, he was scared, he was open, he was vulnerable. Star, Skyfire's voice came out, and Starscream snapped back. Star, he said softer, nuzzling against him. Starscream was still in the apartment with Skyfire, staring straight ahead. Cleaning fluid was welling out of his optics and falling down his cheeks. He didn't remember starting to cry, but there was clear evidence of it. Their chest plates were closed, and Starscream guessed that they had been out of it for a few minutes, even though it felt like hours had elapsed. Skyfire had his arms wrapped around him, both of them sitting up. Skyfire's face was buried in his neck, padding down his back. Are you okay? Skyfire's voice said thickly. He pulled back, and Starscream saw tears in his optics too. I… Starscream started. He stared back at Skyfire, confusion pouring out of him as much as the tears. What did I do wrong? I'm… I'm sorry… No, you did nothing wrong, Star. I… It's okay… He said, smiling gently. You got overwhelmed, I think. It can happen. Starscream reached up to clutch at his chest. I ruined it. I didn't want to ruin it. Starscream, you were wonderful. Your spark is beautiful, and I loved every moment of it. But then I could tell you got scared, and I worried for you." Starscream nodded, still a little shell-shocked from the experience. What is it supposed to be like? supposed to be like? Skyfarer was stroking the back of his helm. It's intense, but not usually that intense. We must be very compatible, or your spark is on a unique frequency. I can't really say. I've never felt that open before, Starscream murmured. I felt laid bare before you, and it frightened me. Skyfire held him closer to his chest, and Starscream was soothed by the warm and familiar frame of his lover. I shouldn't have asked for it so soon. They sat there for a little while longer, Skyfire gently stroking down his back. Starscream kept going over the experience in his helm, trying to figure out what exactly had happened. He'd never felt so inadequate before. He was Starscream for crying out loud. He was confident, arrogant, he was perfect. He frowned a little. I am the one who agreed to it. I wanted to show you that you aren't just a frag or a conquest. Skyfairy leaned in closer to him, shifting slightly to nuzzle against his cheek. I saw that, he replied with a smile in his voice. Starscream swallowed. What else did you see? Skyfire paused for a moment and then pulled back, his optics searched his face as if trying to understand what he was thinking. I saw your ambition, Skyfire said gently, stroking down his back. I saw your innate curiosity. I saw the fire that propels you to be better than everyone else. And I saw… me. Starscream looked down at Skyfire's chassis and traced a digit across his vent. You saw yourself? I saw a lot of me in there. Skyfarer murmured quietly. You think about me a lot, do you? Mostly in very vulgar positions. He attempted to joke. But not always, Skyfarer said, leaning close to kiss his forehead. Sometimes, it is genuine, unbridled affection. And that is enough for me. Starscream considered this for another moment, before saying what he was really thinking. You didn't see anything in there that scared you? Disgusted you? Skyfir traced his bottom lip with his glosser. No, Star. There was nothing like that in your spark. Starscream gave a shaky exvent and then nodded. Good. I'm glad. I'd hate to have to spend so much work seducing someone else with the same excellent sexual proclivities. Too much work. Skyfarer observed him for another moment before slowly nodding. And we know how much you hate to work. Unless it's ploughing your generous assets. Skyfire snorted. Yes, thank you. I would not call you lazy in that regard. Starscream leaned his hand down on Skyfire's shoulder. But I think I'd like to try that again someday. But only with you, he said, closing his optics. Only with you, he yawned, suddenly feeling incredibly tired, and sagged a little more against Skyfire. Skyfire chuckled softly and laid back down on the couch, stroking Starscream's back until they both fell into recharge. The End. This has been Particles Are Kinky, written by Bard Craven and read by Gilrayna. This portfic is my gift for Bard in the Skystar Smart Exchange 2023. I really hope you enjoyed my performance of this sweet, hot and educational story. Thank you so much for listening. Cheers.