Little Spy | By : geminigirl83 Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > AU/AR Views: 3172 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Little Spy
Pairing: Lockdown/Prowl; Bumblebee
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: PWP, mild spank, slash, sticky, voyeur
Summary: (1/?) Bumblebee stumbles across something he shouldn’t have seen.
Disclaimer: Transformer characters belong to Hasbro.
A/N: For wachey over at livejournal, who wanted a fic where Bumblebee stumbles across Lockdown and Prowl in the middle of interfacing.
Bumblebee sighed as he walked through the woods. He thought he could keep track of Prowl’s movements, but he had lost sight of the ninjabot halfway through the forest. His teammates had told him to leave Prowl alone, but he found it strange that the ninjabot would disappear for several hours every day. So, out of curiosity he trailed after Prowl.
A soft moan caught Bumblebee’s attention, and he moved toward the sound. He gasped at what he saw in a small clearing. Prowl was straddling Lockdown, kissing the older mech passionately as he ground their bare groins together. Prowl’s port was trickling lubricant, and he let out a sharp cry as Lockdown’s fingers pushed in and out. A heated blush formed on Bumblebee’s cheeks, and he froze up. It didn’t appear as if Lockdown was forcing himself on Prowl, so attacking was out of the question. He also couldn’t bring himself to look away from the erotic sight.
Moving in closer, Bumblebee stepped on a twig, crunching it beneath his heel. Prowl’s helm whipped in his direction, and the yellow mech ducked into a bush, praying to Primus that he hadn’t been spotted. He had experienced Prowl’s wrath more than once, and he dreaded what Lockdown’s rage could do to him.
Bumblebee heard Lockdown ask, "What’s wrong?"
"Nothing," Prowl replied.
Bumblebee relaxed and pushed aside a few branches. He saw that the two had resumed kissing, and Lockdown’s fingers were pumping fast within the younger mech’s opening, causing Prowl to buck and whine. The sight made Bee’s plug harden, pushing painfully against his pelvic plating. Reluctantly, he kept the plating closed.
Lockdown’s fingers eased out, and Prowl scooted up, reaching around to grasp the bounty hunter’s bonding shaft, rubbing the tip teasingly against his port, causing the older mech to tremble and hiss. Bumblebee gaped at the size. The bounty hunter was massive compared to Prowl, and he didn’t think the ninjabot could possibly take the length. Prowl lowered himself, moaning as the bounty hunter’s shaft stretched and filled his port. Lockdown’s servo massaged the ninjabot’s aft, and he whispered something Bumblebee didn’t catch. A smirk grew on Prowl’s face, and he nodded, crying out when Lockdown gave a sharp thrust and slammed his servo over the ninjabot’s aft. Leaning down, Prowl captured the older mech’s lips in a heated kiss as the bounty hunter continued to rain rough smacks over his rear.
Bumblebee bit his bottom lip to stifle a moan, condensation dribbling down his hot frame, spark beating wildly in arousal, and plug throbbing painfully within its tight confines. Prowl was an exquisite sight. He made the most beautiful facial expressions when lost in rapture and let out the most sensual noises Bumblebee had ever heard. He suddenly felt very jealous of Lockdown.
The erotic show came to an abrupt end when both mechs peaked, screaming and passing out. Bumblebee took the opportunity to sneak away, desperately needing to find a private place to alleviate his arousal.
Some time later, Lockdown and Prowl rebooted. The bounty hunter stretched his limbs and frowned when he saw Prowl lost in thought.
"What’s wrong, darlin’?" Lockdown asked.
"You didn’t notice that we were being watched?" Prowl inquired.
Lockdown shrugged and leered, "Guess my attention was focused elsewhere. Do you know who it was?"
"Bumblebee," Prowl replied.
Lockdown gave Prowl a blank stare.
Prowl sighed, "The one with the stingers."
"Oh, that cute little yellow bot," Lockdown chuckled. "He should have joined in. I’ve always wanted to have a threesome."
Prowl scowled, punched Lockdown hard in the optic, and strode off in a huff.
"Aw, c’mon, darlin’!" Lockdown yelled, chasing after the younger mech while rubbing his bruised optic. "I was just joking around! You know you’re the only bot for me!"
TBC
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