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Lightly moving his gaze over to Devision, Starscream blinked softly, then closed his own optics, as if he were to enjoy Devision's light touches, and lightly fluttered his wings as a show of appreciation.

Devision nuzzled his Master's thigh some more, brushing his cheek against him gently, as he hummed softly, purely content, and not in the slightest bit eager to have it end just yet.

Feeling the light touch against his thigh, Starscream fluttered his wings again, lightly averting his gaze to the wall, slightly embarrassed by such a treatment. He thought for sure that if anyone was to come in here, he would simply be in utter embarrassment. But, he chose to enjoy this little moment, knowing how he did Devision wrong, clearly it was his fault, since he learned these harsh ways by none other than his own Master.

Devision whimpered softly, lightly running his lips over his Master's leg as well as nuzzling him still with his nose. Optics still closed, he hummed a bit more. His wings twitched slightly, shyness, perhaps? Or a light spasm? Either way, he was not bothered by it, caught up in the moment.

Still feeling a bit tired, the Lord felt himself become ever more tired at the soft touch, lightly drifting off into recharge.

Devision opened his optics, and noticed his Master had drifted into recharge, so he got up and gently shifted his Master into a more comfortable position, laying him on his berth and tucking him in gently. Devision sat beside his Master, watching over him as he rested, and though he tried not to, and intended not to, he drifted into recharge as well, curled up on the berth at his Master's pedes.

Lightly shifting, the Lord fluttered his wings again, falling deep into recharge, as if the slightest noise weren't to wake him up as usual.

Devision fell deeper into recharge himself, finding it easier now than in the past, his rest was not quite as troubled or tormented as it used to be. Maybe it was something to do with telling his Master of his being a defective model, or maybe it was just being with his Master... Dev could not explain it himself, but he was not upset by it in the slightest.

Devision whimpered softly, contentedly. Careful, of course, to keep his wings from having any pressure applied to them, as that always brought such agony. Otherwise, he was quite fine.

Even though there was work to be done, Eradicons to command, Starscream couldn't bring himself to wake up and do so. This, was perhaps the most peaceful rest he has had in stellarcycles.

Three hours passed, as they slept. In the brig, Hauler and G.T. were awake, and so was Whirlwind, who patiently awaited the chance to make an offer with the one and only Lord Starscream. Secretly, the twins were awake as well but just feigning still being in recharge, mainly just to see what they might overhear before making any responses or offers or any such thing.

Devision shifted, slightly, and though it hurt him to do so, he still nonetheless stretched out his wings, fanned out, thus making the subtle scars on them noticeable to any close enough who might happen to look, such as his Master.

Three hours passed, as they slept. In the brig, Hauler and G.T. were awake, and so was Whirlwind, who patiently awaited the chance to make an offer with the one and only Lord Starscream. Secretly, the twins were awake as well but just feigning still being in recharge, mainly just to see what they might overhear before making any responses or offers or any such thing.

Devision shifted, slightly, and though it hurt him to do so, he still nonetheless stretched out his wings, fanned out, thus making the subtle scars on them noticeable to any close enough who might happen to look, such as his Master.

Having to wake up minutes before, Starscream glanced over at Devision who had shifted. Surprise filling his optics, the Lord had softly made his way over to Devision, examining the royal blue Seeker's wings. Scratches... Moving his vision up and down Devision's wings, Starscream could tell he had been in some sort of accident... maybe or maybe not entirely accident, maybe on purpose, and slowly moved his servos, hovering over the scratches, before lightly touching and feeling over them. Just where did he get these scratches...? Rubbing over the scratches, Starscream was quite surprised at finding this, and continued to softly rub at them.

Devision twitched ever-so-slightly, softly whimpering, partly in pain, partly in pleasure... yet he still rested... as yet resisting waking up because the rest was more comforting than any rest he has had in ages.

Something must have happened... Running a digit down Devision's wings, Starscream still inspected the scratches, quite curious about where he got it from. Running his servos over the scratches, Starscream noticed Devision twitch lightly, maybe he was disturbing his sleep... or was he having a dream? Softly running a talon over the wings, Starscream lightly narrowed his optics.

Devision sighed, softly whimpering, more peaceful this time, yet he stirred a little, blinking twice, he opened his optics, slowly, still mostly half-conscious. He was not yet even aware of his Master there.