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Negotiation	By : geminigirl83 Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > Slash - M/M Views: 2536 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Negotiation
Author: geminigirl83
Pairing: Lockdown/Prowl
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: PWP, anal, bondage, toys, oral, D/s, kink, DP
Summary: (1/1) Lockdown isn’t about to hand over the mod Prowl likes without getting something in return.
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers or any Transformer characters. I make no profit from this.
A/N: Several people requested it, so I wrote it. I decided to share it here.

*Earlier*

“Nice piece of work, that mod,” Lockdown beamed. “You like it, kid?”

Prowl gazed over the helmet. “I find it interesting that one of your mods just happens to match my color scheme.”

Lockdown shrugged and feigned innocence.

“I’ll admit that it’s…exquisite,” Prowl murmured, “but you’re probably not going to offer it to me for free.”

“Of course not,” Lockdown answered. “Now, how do you plan to pay me?”

“I don’t have credits or energon,” Prowl muttered. “Are you willing to negotiate other payment terms?”

Lockdown gave an evil smirk. “Yes, kid, but the question is…are you going to be willing to agree to my terms?”

“And what is it you want?” Prowl asked, backing into a wall.

The bounty hunter stepped closer, looming over the smaller mech, trailing a finger over Prowl’s chin. “I think it’s obvious what I want from you, darlin’.”

*Now*

Prowl squirmed on the berth, arms chained above him, legs spread apart and chained as well. His bindings gave off an electrical pulse that entered his body, causing his sensors to blaze with pleasure. Lockdown was rummaging through several drawers, and when he found something he liked, he stood over Prowl, leering down at the smaller mech.

“Sure you still want to do this, kid?” Lockdown asked. “Once we start, it’s going to be hard for me to stop.”

If he told the bounty hunter to stop then he wouldn’t get the mod, and he would have a difficult time trying to track down Starscream. Prowl meekly nodded, and he gasped when Lockdown removed his visor, exposing his bright blue optics.

“Beautiful,” Lockdown murmured, brushing his thumb over Prowl’s bottom lip. “Retract your pelvic plating, darlin’.”

Blushing brightly, Prowl complied, shuddering when the bounty hunter’s fingertips brushed over his pulsing shaft. Lockdown lifted his hook, and a long coil of metal, surrounded in tiny flashing orbs, dangled from it. Before Prowl could ask its purpose, the bounty hunter wrapped the device around the ninjabot’s plug. Each time the orbs flashed, intense electricity sparked into his shaft. It brought him to the brink of overload, but just as he was about to tip over, the sensation stopped. When the pleasurable tingles subsided, another pulse was shot into him. Prowl writhed and groaned, but as he drew near to climax, the sensation abruptly stopped again. He gazed up at Lockdown in confusion.

“Nice little toy, hmm?” Lockdown chuckled. “As long as I keep that wrapped around your plug, you won’t be able to overload.”

“Why?” Prowl growled.

“No reason to rush things,” Lockdown murmured. “Just relax and enjoy yourself.”

“That’s hard to do when--ah!” Prowl yelled.

The bounty hunter held up a vial and tipped it, and red liquid drizzled out, splattering along Prowl’s chassis. The lubricant was hot to the touch, pleasure bordering to near pain on his sensitive body. He seized up when Lockdown blew over the fluid, creating an intense wave of heat that spread throughout his body. The bounty hunter continued to pour the lubricant, covering Prowl’s abdomen, plug, and thighs. Prowl was panting hard, condensation mixing with fluid and steam rising from his near scalding metal frame. He screamed when Lockdown’s finger, coated with the lubricant, eased into his port, pumping hard and adding another digit. The tingling heat attacked his internal wiring, making him wail as he was brought to the brink over and over again but was still denied release.

“Ah! Please, Lockdown!” Prowl cried. “Too much! Please!”

Lockdown leered, “I’m only getting started, darlin’.”

Prowl let out a soft sigh of relief when Lockdown pulled away, only to gape in fright when the bounty hunter grasped a long, thick, knob covered phallus and poured the red fluid over it. The ninjabot shook his head and thrashed against his bindings. Lockdown leaned over, tenderly rubbing his hook along Prowl’s helm as he kissed the ninjabot’s flushed cheeks.

“Easy, darlin’,” Lockdown muttered, stroking the vibrator over Prowl’s plug. “I won’t hurt you. Relax. I promise you’ll like this.” He lowered the phallus, brushing it over Prowl’s wet port. “I’ll make you feel so good. Trust me.”

Letting out a shaky breath, Prowl willed his body to relax. His lips parted in a soft groan as the vibrator slowly and gently pushed inside. The slow stretch and filling sensation was actually pleasant, and Prowl mewled, rolling his hips. His mewl turned into a pleasured scream when Lockdown turned a dial on the phallus, creating a violent vibration that stimulated all of Prowl’s internal sweet spots. Lockdown released his hold on the phallus, standing near Prowl’s head, retracting his pelvic armor.

“Please, kid,” Lockdown groaned, plug aching.

Prowl tilted his head and lapped the bounty hunter’s shaft before taking it into his mouth, glossa swirling over the sensitive tip. Lockdown clenched his dentals and hissed in bliss, servo caressing Prowl’s helm.

“Slag, darlin’!” Lockdown growled. “Ah! You’re good! So good!”

Prowl bobbed his head, whimpering from the extreme pleasure that was assailing his body, making him feel as if his sanity would snap unless he achieved relief.

Prowl pulled his mouth away, screaming, lost in lust, “Take that thing out! Please, I want you! Lockdown, please!”

“Well, since you asked so nicely,” Lockdown snickered, reaching down and easing the phallus out, tossing it aside.

A shiver ran down Prowl’s body as Lockdown climbed on top of the berth, positioning himself between the ninjabot’s spread legs, slamming inside. Prowl howled and shook from the burning glide of Lockdown’s length.

Lockdown lowered, face inches away from Prowl’s, murmuring, “Like that, darlin’?”

“Yes…I like…it,” Prowl whimpered.

“Like what?” Lockdown pressed. “I’m not going to continue unless you talk to me.”

“Ngh! Your plug,” Prowl sobbed. “I like…your plug…pounding…into…me.”

Grinning smugly, Lockdown violently slammed into Prowl, pressing his lips over the ninjabot’s, drowning out the younger mechs screams. Prowl returned the kiss with equal passion, glossa fighting with Lockdown’s for dominance. He jerked away, though, when he felt something else press against his port. He frowned when he saw Lockdown was holding another ribbed phallus, although this one was smaller than the last one. A hoarse shout escaped his lips as the phallus gradually inched inside along Lockdown’s shaft. The extra intrusion drove him wild, and he yelled out curses, endearments, and threats at the bounty hunter. Lockdown silenced him with another fierce kiss, reaching down to remove the coil around Prowl’s plug. Overload crashed over Prowl like a ferocious tidal wave, causing his processor to lock up from the intensity of it. The clenching heat of Prowl’s body, and the erotic sight of the younger mech overloading sent Lockdown into his own climax, passing out atop the ninjabot.

Hours later, Prowl woke, slightly sore but satiated. He was unchained, cleaned up, and the helm was sitting beside him. Prowl placed it on and shakily rose from the berth, heading to the ship’s bridge. When he entered, Lockdown smiled at him.

“Hmm, suits you well,” Lockdown beamed. “Ready to go hunting, kid?”

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