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Title: Midnight Excursion
Pairing: Lockdown/Prowl
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: PWP, violence, anal, rimming, slash, sticky
Summary: (1/1) Twice a week, Prowl follows a routine.

Letting out an agitated sigh, Prowl leaned back against a tall pine, seeking shelter from heavy rain. For several Earth months, Prowl had followed a routine: twice a week at midnight he would venture deep into the woods and wait for him to show. It was easy to sneak out of the base without being detected, and even if he were caught leaving it wouldn’t matter. Prowl was a loner by nature, and his teammates were used to his aloof nature by now.

Prowl squinted his optics, noticing a transparent shape standing a few feet in front of him being pelted with rain, “Your camouflage is malfunctioning, and you’re twenty minutes late.”

Lockdown materialized, chuckling, “Yeah, damn thing could never handle the rain.” He took a step forward. “And sorry about being late, darlin’. As you can see...the weather is nasty.”

“Don’t call me darlin’,” Prowl snarled, drawing out his shurikens.

“My, you’re eager to get started,” Lockdown sneered, hook switching to a yellow colored servo. “How about you get on your servos and knees and wiggle that cute little aft---”

The bounty hunter never got the chance to finish his sentence as a shuriken flew at his head, barely leaving him enough time to duck. Prowl was on him a second later, punching him hard in the abdomen, causing Lockdown to grunt in pain. His recovery was quick, and he grabbed Prowl’s shoulder, roughly yanking the younger mech until he was crushed against Lockdown’s chassis. Prowl let out a yelp when teeth grazed over his neck, suddenly clamping down and sucking at the sensitive metal skin. Snarling, the ninjabot slashed at Lockdown’s face with his sharp fingers, leaving a set of scratches across the older mech’s cheek, but the bounty hunter ignored the attack, continuing to assault Prowl’s neck with rough bites and kisses. Lockdown was mindful not to leave marks. He didn’t need Prowl’s comrades becoming suspicious of the ninjabot’s late night excursions.

“Slagger!” Prowl yelled, kneeing the bounty hunter’s pelvic armor.

Despite the protective armor, the blow was painful, forcing Lockdown to relinquish his grip on the ninjabot with an aggrieved groan. Prowl darted back, standing defensively as he waited for the bounty hunter to make his next move.

“Naughty bot,” Lockdown growled, grinning evilly. “You do this every time. You never make it easy.”

Prowl smirked, “And I never will. I’m not about to just simply lay back and spread my legs for you. If you want me, Lockdown, come and get me.”

Lockdown grinned and launched himself at Prowl, tackling the ninjabot to the ground. He would endure any abuse the ninjabot threw at him because he knew the reward would far outweigh any pain he suffered. Both mechs rolled, Prowl trying to get away and Lockdown trying to get a good grip on the ninjabot. Slick mud made it difficult for both mechs to achieve their goals, and they continued to roll around until Lockdown finally managed to pin Prowl’s servos behind his back, snapping a pair of stasis cuffs around them.

“Cheater,” Prowl grumbled.

“Aw, don’t pout darlin’,” Lockdown snickered. “I know you love being tied up and at my mercy. It gets you all hot and bothered.”

Prowl gasped as the bounty hunter’s glossa teased a tense cable in his neck, fingers dancing across his heated frame. Rough bites and kisses rained down his cheeks and lips. His bonding shaft ached in arousal, painfully pressed against metal plating. Letting out a soft whimper, Prowl retracted the plating, hissing when rain landed on his sensitive plug. The bounty hunter chuckled, grasping Prowl by the hips and lifting until the ninjabot’s aft was in the air with his legs dangling near his chassis. Lockdown licked his lips at the sight of Prowl’s wet port.

“You look delicious, darlin’,” Lockdown leered. “I could just eat you up. Hmm, I think I will.”

A pleasured scream ripped through Prowl’s vocalizer as Lockdown’s lips pressed around his port, glossa lapping and prodding at the tight opening. Spasms coursed through Prowl’s frame when Lockdown’s glossa pushed in, swirling and flicking over the ninjabot’s internal wiring. The exquisite torment seemed to last forever to Prowl, but Lockdown eventually lost patience to his own neglected arousal and positioned the ninjabot’s legs over his shoulders in between the spikes, angling his hips until his bonding shaft made a connection. Prowl cried out as his aft was repeatedly slammed, leaving him no time to adjust, but he liked it that way. The burning glide and stretch of his opening by Lockdown’s impressive length was thrilling on his sensors. He thrashed against his bindings, desperately wanting to touch the larger mech.

“Take the damn cuffs off!” Prowl growled.

“If I do, will you play nice?” Lockdown asked.

“Yes,” Prowl answered.

The cuffs deactivated, and Prowl’s servos shot up, wrapping around Lockdown’s neck, lifting himself up and smashing his lips over the older mech’s, legs still hooked over the bounty hunter’s shoulders. Lockdown grinned against the kiss and shuddered from the erotic position Prowl had just taken. It never ceased to amaze him how flexible the lithe ninjabot could be.

Prowl broke the kiss and panted, “Harder…unless you can’t handle a quicker pace, old mech.”

Lockdown scowled and gave Prowl’s aft a sharp smack. “Old?!”

The ninjabot found himself pinned back against the ground, cursing as his port was mercilessly rammed. He was definitely going to be walking funny for the next few days, but none of that seemed to matter as a pleasurable tingling built in his aft and groin, spreading all over his body. Both mechs panted as the heat and bliss in their bodies increased, rain sizzling when it pelted them, quickly turning to steam. Overload washed over both mechs at the same time, passing out from the intensity of pleasure.

Prowl was the first to wake, groaning from the slight discomfort in his aft and the sensation of mud caked all over his armor. He would have to find a spot to clean off before heading back to the base. He tried to sit up, but an arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him into a tight embrace.

“Stay for a while longer?” Lockdown asked.

Prowl sighed heavily and relaxed in the bounty hunter’s grip, tracing his fingers over the scratch marks he had left on the older mech’s armor. A few moments of tenderness wouldn’t hurt.

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