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Lockdown/Prowl: 3
Lockdown/Swindle/Starscream: 1
Starscream/Swindle; Lockdown/Swindle: 1
Waspinator/Bumblebee: 4

Title: Alt-mode
Pairing: Lockdown/Prowl
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: anal, human!Prowl, human/mech, non-con, squick, toys
Summary: (AU; Loosely follows episode: Human Error; Sequel to Little Human drabble) Improper use of an alt-mode.
A/N: Yeah, I changed Prowl’s appearance. Can’t stand the one given to him in the show. He looks like a creepy guy who starred in 70’s porn.

Prowl pounded his fists into the hood of Lockdown’s alt-mode, letting out a stream of curses as the blunt end of the bounty hunter’s hook pressed on his back, keeping him pinned.

“Let me go!” Prowl screamed, kicking the hood hard.

“Not a chance, darlin’,” Lockdown chuckled. “I want to watch you, as the humans would say, cum.”

“You sick sl---ngh!” Prowl yelled.

Lockdown’s engine revved, sending out rough vibrations that made Prowl squirm and moan. The hook pressed lower, forcing Prowl’s hardening shaft to rub along the hood. Lockdown’s internal fans whirred wildly, keeping his frame from overheating and burning the young man. He extended his other arm out the window and pressed a digit along Prowl’s ass, a slick phallus protruding from the tip. Lockdown grinned as Prowl trembled and cried out from the sudden penetration. The young man’s entire body was flushed and drenched in sweat, silky strands of hair clinging to his damp face. Lockdown revved his engine harder and watched in awe as Prowl threw his head back, lips parted in a silent scream as he climaxed. The young man’s essence glistened on the bounty hunter’s green and black paint.

“Hmm, nice,” Lockdown murmured, opening his alt-mode door. “How about we have a little fun inside my interior?”

Prowl whimpered and clenched his eyes shut as he was lifted and pulled through the open door.

Title: Near the Breaking Point
Pairing: Lockdown/Prowl
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: angst, fingering, handjob, human!Prowl, human/holoform, non-con
Summary: (AU; Loosely follows episode: Human Error; Sequel to Little Human drabble) Prowl is getting close to breaking down.

“C’mon, you know you like it,” Lockdown murmured, nibbling on the younger man’s ear.

The bounty hunter’s holoform was draped over Prowl’s back, keeping the younger man pinned down to the mattress. Prowl thrashed and cursed as Lockdown’s shaft rubbed between his ass cheeks. He let out a panicked cry when the bounty hunter’s hand slid underneath his stomach and gripped his rigid shaft.

“See? You’re getting hard and wet for me,” Lockdown chuckled, brushing his thumb over the slick slit. “I bet you’re just aching for me to shove my cock into your tight little ass. Why don’t you just admit it, darlin’?”

“Slag off!” Prowl snapped, infuriated by all the lewd things Lockdown was whispering into his ear. “I’d rather be deactivat---Ahh!”

Lockdown slid a finger into Prowl’s opening, continuously rubbing over a small bundle of nerves that made the younger man buck and scream. The bounty hunter grinned wickedly, murmuring more vulgar words that made Prowl bury his face into the pillow and sob.

He hated Lockdown. The mech disgusted him, and yet he couldn’t keep his body from becoming aroused every time the bounty hunter touched him. It was frustrating, shameful, and driving him to the brink of insanity.

Title: Dirty Trick
Pairing: Lockdown/Prowl; hinted Prowl/Jazz
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: anal, human!Prowl, human/holoform, non-con
Summary: (AU; Loosely follows episode: Human Error; Sequel to Little Human drabble) Lockdown isn’t above playing dirty.

Lockdown enjoyed Prowl’s spirited personality, always trying to fight off his advances even after months of captivity, but there were times he wanted the young man to cooperate. He wanted to explore and taste every inch of Prowl’s body without the young man trying to maim him. Bribing and threatening didn’t work, so he did the next best thing in his mind. He drugged Prowl’s food.

He watched on the surveillance camera as the drug, a mixture of an aphrodisiac and hallucinogenic, quickly took effect. Prowl became flustered, staggering around his room as he discarded his clothing and flopped onto the bed, hand fondling his growing erection.

Lockdown raced to Prowl’s room and switched to his holoform. The bounty hunter found Prowl still on the bed, whimpering and pumping his shaft, and Lockdown crawled in alongside Prowl. The younger man’s eyes flew open and stared at the older man for a few seconds before smiling. Lockdown gasped in surprise as Prowl rolled onto him, lips slamming over his mouth in a frenzied kiss. He eagerly returned that passion, hands rubbing up and down Prowl’s shoulders, back, and ass, memorizing every soft curve of the younger man’s exquisite body, memorizing every hot spot that made the younger man mewl in pleasure. Reluctantly breaking the kiss and nudging the younger man back, Lockdown nibbled his way down to Prowl’s chest, lapping a dusky nipple before taking it into his mouth, sucking and nipping on the hardening nub while he pinched the other. Prowl suddenly arched and came with a loud scream, shuddering from the aftershocks. The bounty hunter trailed down and lapped the salty essence splattered on Prowl’s belly.

“P--please…I…need…more,” Prowl stammered. “…Jazz…need…you…”

Lockdown bit back a snarl. He always had his suspicions that the ninjabot was involved with the cyber-ninja, but, for now at least, he would let the comment go. He took his time and gently prepared Prowl, smirking as the younger man climaxed three more times just from the use of his fingers.

“Ready for me, darlin’?” Lockdown murmured, biting Prowl’s collarbone.

“Yes…take…me,” Prowl pleaded.

Pushing Prowl’s legs apart and wrapping them around his waist, Lockdown guided his erection to the younger man’s opening, shouting as the head slipped inside to clenching, tight heat. Prowl whined and gripped Lockdown’s hips, pulling hard, urging the older man to go harder and faster. Lockdown was happy to oblige.

Prowl tangled his fingers in Lockdown’s hair, pulling until their brows touched and lips met in a hungry kiss, chanting out “I love you” over and over between the sensual kisses. Snarling in lust, Lockdown hooked Prowl’s legs over his shoulders and rammed his shaft hard into the younger man’s ass. Prowl clawed at Lockdown’s back , causing the older man to shout, both shaking violently as they peaked. It wasn’t Lockdown’s name Prowl called out during orgasmic bliss, and it infuriated the bounty hunter.

Lockdown growled into Prowl’s ear, “I’ll make you forget that slagger. I’ll make you scream my name soon enough.”

Title: In the Middle
Pairing: Lockdown/Swindle/Starscream
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: anal, DP, rough sex
Summary: (AU; Takes place sometime during my drabble--Negotiating) Swindle fantasizes.

Swindle cried out in pleasure and pain, nestled between Starscream and Lockdown. Both mechs slammed into him, stretching his port to the limit. The larger mechs roughly kissed, scratched, licked, and bit his body. They spread his legs wide, slapped his aft, and fondled his rigid plug. They pried open his chest plates, burying their servos knuckle deep inside to grope his pulsing spark.

“Har--Harder!” Swindle wailed.

The two mechs grinned and increased the tempo of their thrusting hips, both pressing their mouths over Swindle’s, each battling to claim his lips in a frenzied kiss.

Swindle screamed and bucked, servos gripping the berth as two large vibrators stimulated his internal sweet spots, causing him to overload violently. In a haze of bliss, he sadly mused on how his secret fantasy would never become a reality.

Title: Back Alley Encounter
Pairing: Swindle/Starscream; Lockdown/Swindle
Rating: R
Warnings: non-con groping
Summary: (AU; Takes place sometime during my drabble--Negotiating) It was only a matter of time before Starscream caught up to him.

Swindle gulped as he was backed into a wall. Of all the places, on a backwater planet and in an alleyway, Swindle hadn’t expected to run into Starscream. The large seeker was leering down at him, smirk wide and sadistic.

“Been quite a while, pretty,” Starscream growled. “You haven’t returned any of my comm calls.”

“I--I’ve been busy,” Swindle stammered. “Besides, I doubt I have anything of interest to offer you.”

“Liar,” Starscream snarled, pressing his knee between the smaller mech’s legs, forcing them apart roughly. “You have a lot to offer me…mainly yourself.”

“St--Starscream…” Swindle began, trying to duck away.

“Shut it!” Starscream snapped, grabbing Swindle by the neck and slamming him back against the wall. “I don’t like being ignored, pretty.”

Swindle cried out sharply as the larger mech cupped and fondled his groin, stuttering, “Starscream, please, I don’t….want…”

Starscream snorted, “You’ll change your mind soon enough.”

The smaller mech gasped as he was flung to the ground and positioned on his servos and knees, Starscream’s weight keeping him pinned.

“Open up, pretty,” Starscream growled. “I’m going to make you scream.”

The crushing weight was abruptly lifted. There was a flurry of screeching metal and cursing, causing Swindle to flip over and gap in shock as he viewed Starscream and Lockdown fight one another. The seeker dodged the bounty hunter’s chainsaw and flew into the air, shooting off his null rays, all of which were deflected by Lockdown. Starscream gazed back over at Swindle before disappearing into the sky.

Swindle sighed in relief and smirked over at the bounty hunter. “How convenient of you to just pop up, you stalker. I am grateful, though.”

Lockdown feigned innocence and shrugged his shoulders, extending his servo to the smaller mech. “How grateful?”

“Take me back to your ship and you’ll find out,” Swindle winked, grasping the bounty hunter’s servo.

Title: Welcome Home
Pairing: Waspinator/Bumblebee
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Summary: (AU; Follows Mine drabble)

It took a lot of coaxing, but Bumblebee finally convinced Optimus and the others to allow Waspinator into their base without alerting the Elite Guard. Waspinator was offered his own quarters, although he didn’t seem to care for it that much. Within ten minutes, he had demolished three adjacent walls and took over the rooms behind them. Within three days, he had constructed a hive inside the massive room. Within an hour, he had swiped all of Bumblebee’s belongings and furnished them inside the hive, which left the smaller mech flustered and enraged. Within five minutes, Waspinator had convinced Bumblebee to live in the hive with him and to share one berth.

Title: Nightmares
Pairing: Waspinator/Bumblebee
Rating: G
Warnings: angst, hinted rape
Summary: (AU; Follows Mine drabble)

Bumblebee shifted and blinked his optics, slowly stirred awake by a soft whimpering noise. He rolled over and frowned. Waspinator was curled up on his side, optics squeezed shut and mandibles grinding hard, entire frame trembling violently. Whimpers of “No!”, “Please, don’t hurt Wasp!”, “Not there!”, “Not my spark!” filtered into the room. Nightmares of the stockade. The torment Wasp had endured all those cycles made his fueling tanks churn. He wished he could turn back time and stop the entire mess from every happening.

He cupped Waspinator’s cheek and murmured loving words into the larger mech’s audio. Gradually, Waspinator’s stopped trembling and his optics opened, tears spilling down his cheeks. Despite the tears, Waspinator smiled as he came face to face with Bumblebee, leaning in closer to sweetly kiss the smaller mech. After a few languid kisses, Waspinator drifted back into recharge with Bumblebee nestled in his arms. Bumblebee was grateful that he could chase away Waspinator’s nightmares, even if it was only for a short time.

Title: Consummation
Pairing: Waspinator/Bumblebee
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: anal, oral, squick
Summary: (AU; Follows Mine drabble) Waspinator and Bumblebee consummate their relationship.

Bumblebee mewled as he slowly slid up and down Waspinator’s plug, causing the larger mech to hiss and buck. The techno-organic nibbled along Bumblebee’s neck and shoulder, servos rubbing up and down the trembling mech’s frame. Bumblebee broke from Waspinator’s hold, leaning down until he rested atop the techno-organic’s metasoma, fingers toying with the quivering slit just above the stinger.

“Wh--What is--Bee-bot doing?” Waspinator gasped.

Bumblebee stated, “It must be painful for you. Let it out.”

“Was--Waspinator not sure,” the green mech stammered.

“It’s okay,” Bumblebee murmured, rubbing more insistently and raining soft kisses along the slit. “Please, trust me. I’ll take good care of you.”

The larger mech shuddered as his second shaft pushed through the slit. Bumblebee grasped the impressive girth, servo only wrapping halfway, sticky fluid coating his fingers. Hesitantly, he lapped at the slit, surprised to find that fluid tasted exceptionally sweet. He parted his lips and swallowed the leaking head.

“Ah! Primus!” Waspinator shouted, gripping Bumblebee’s hips tightly.

Bumblebee gave a muffled cry as Waspinator slammed into him, each rough jab of the larger mech’s hips driving the second length further into his mouth.

“Good! Good! Good!” Waspinator chanted. “Bee-bot!”

The smaller mech gasped as warmth flooded into his mouth, swallowing as much he could while some of the fluid dribbled down his chin, crying out as he followed Waspinator in bliss, panting and slumping down. Waspinator cradled Bumblebee, lapping away the excess fluid on the mech’s lips and chin.

“I love you,” Bumblebee murmured. “Be my bondmate?”

Waspinator blinked in shock and could only respond, “Yes.”

Title: Consummation 2
Pairing: Waspinator/Bumblebee
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: anal, DP, squick
Summary: (AU; Follows Mine drabble) Waspinator and Bumblebee consummate their relationship.

“Bee…bot,” Waspinator panted. “Can…Waspinator…put…”

The larger mech grew flustered and was unable to finish, optics fixed on the floor of their berthroom.

Bumblebee whimpered, “All…right, but go slow. You’re…big.”

“Waspinator won’t hurt Bee-bot,” the techno organic murmured. “Waspinator will make sure Bee-bot only feels pleasure.”

Raising up his metasoma, Waspinator rubbed the tip of his second shaft over Bumblebee’s port, making the smaller mech moan and wrap his arm back around the larger mech’s neck as his other servo grabbed at the techno-organics hip, bracing himself for what was to follow. Slowly, Waspinator pushed until he slid halfway in. Bumblebee screamed and tightened his grip on the larger mech.

“Bee-bot?” the techno-organic muttered, frowning.

“It doesn’t hurt,” Bumblebee whined. “It…just…feels…intense. You’re…so…big…inside…me. Deeper…please?”

Waspinator grinned and continued to slowly push until he was fully sheathed within Bumblebee. He bucked and whimpered in shock as he felt Waspinator’s first plug ease in alongside the second. His whimper quickly turned to a strangled scream as he was stretched wide, pleasure and pain intermingling. The pace was sweet and gentle. Bumblebee writhed and moaned in Waspinator’s grasp, optics flickering with lust as the larger mech laved his cheeks, lips, and neck. Fingers dove into seams, plucking and rolling sensitive wires. It was all too much for Bumblebee. Drenched in condensation, he wailed out his climax, clenching around Waspinator’s two shafts.

The techno-organic mewled, thrusting harder, “Waspinator loves Bee-bot…loves Bee-bot so much.”

“I--I love you too,” Bumblebee sobbed, starting to feel groggy.

The techno-organic’s spark chamber burst open, green spark pulsing wildly and extending from its housing, longing to merge. Shuddering, Bumblebee opened his chest plates and positioned himself until their heated sparks met and twined together, causing both mechs to shout in bliss.

“Waspinator want Bee-bot to overload again,” the larger mech growled, servo pumping the smaller mech’s plug until it grew hard again.

“P--Primus!” Bumblebee wailed. “Waspinator! I…can’t…again! Ugh!”

“Bee-bot can and will,” Waspinator snarled, now slamming into the smaller mech. “Waspinator wants his mate to overload. Now!”

Bumblebee screamed as he overloaded and passed out.

Waspinator peaked soon after, panting into Bumblebee’s audio, “Bee-bot has made Waspinator so happy.”

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