Romp in the Woods | By : geminigirl83 Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > AU/AR Views: 1960 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Romp in the Woods
Pairing: Lockdown/Prowl/Jazz
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: anal, crack!fic, DP, oral, rimming, sticky, threesome
Summary: (AU) Drunken romp in the woods.
A/N: Requested fic, but I can't remember the person/persons who requested it. If you requested this, speak up in the comments section.
Prowl, drunk on energon, laughed as he darted through the woods with Jazz and Lockdown in hot pursuit. Both mechs, also over energized, laughed as well, each grabbing at Prowl’s swaying hips. He gasped in alarm as he tripped over a branch and tumbled hard to the ground, chuckling as he stopped rolling. Lockdown and Jazz were quickly at his side, checking him over.
"Oh...baby...you...scuffed your palm," Jazz cooed, raising the ninjabot’s servo to his lips, glossa sliding over the scuff mark.
"Darlin’...your knee...is scuffed too," Lockdown murmured, grabbing Prowl’s leg and lifting it to his mouth, sucking on the marred metal.
"Well...you both...are making...me feel better," Prowl murmured.
"We can make...you feel even better," Jazz chuckled, drawing one of the ninjabot’s digits into his mouth, gently sucking and nibbling.
"So...much better," Lockdown leered, sliding his lips to Prowl’s inner thigh, nipping the quivering metal.
"I...oh...like the sound...of that," Prowl mewled, using one servo to caress Jazz’s cheek and the other to rub over Lockdown’s helm. "Are you...going to...do dirty things...to me?"
"You bet...baby," Jazz snickered, leaning into Prowl’s neck, dentals grazing over a few tense cables.
Lockdown scooted up and whispered hotly into Prowl’s audio, "So many...evil...hot...dirty things, darlin’."
Prowl grabbed at the two mechs, trying to draw them in closer. "Please...show me..."
In a haze of drunken lust, the two mechs descended on him, attacking his lips, cheeks, and neck with rough bites, licks, and kisses. Prowl moaned and retracted his plating, screaming as Jazz’s and Lockdown’s servos fondled his exposed plug, fingers toying with the sensitive slit.
"Hmm...like that...baby?" Jazz chuckled.
"Ye--Yes," Prowl whimpered, squirming beneath the two mechs.
His optics widened as both mechs withdrew their servos. Jazz raised his fingers to Lockdown’s lips, smearing lubricant over them, moaning as Lockdown reached over and did the same to him. The cyber-ninja and bounty hunter then leaned over toward each other, locking lips, glossas flicking out to lap away the lubricant from one another. Both eventually pulled away, gazing back down at Prowl.
"Mmm...you taste sweet...darlin’...better than...any high grade," Lockdown sighed, licking away the remaining smudge his lips.
"I...bet I know...where he tastes...even sweeter," Jazz snickered, fingers delving between Prowl’s spread legs, brushing over the ninjabot’s dripping port.
"Heh...I want...a taste," Lockdown slurred.
Prowl groaned as Lockdown grabbed and lifted his aft, exposing the prim port to the two mechs’ lustful stares. He cried out when the bounty hunter’s glossa shoved inside, swirling and tasting him. Jazz nestled in beside Lockdown, and the older mech pulled away, allowing the cyber-ninja to lap at Prowl’s opening.
"Ah...ah...ah," Prowl panted, fingers digging into the earth. "Please...I’m...going to overload...if you...continue..."
"We're not done...drinking you up...baby," Jazz moaned, swiping away a trickle of lubricant trailing down the back of Prowl’s thigh.
"You taste so...damn good," Lockdown groaned. "Can’t...get enough. Want more…darlin’."
The two mechs resumed their attack, each alternating between hungrily licking and nibbling his heated port. Overload struck hard in the ninjabot, and Jazz and Lockdown greedily drank down his essence. They continued sucking on the ninjabot until he drifted into darkness.
Prowl groaned as he slowly came to, smirking as passionate moans filtered into his audio. He reached for the warm body beside him as his optics focused. His servo rested on Lockdown’s thrusting hip, smiling as he viewed Jazz riding the bounty hunter’s plug, each hard push making the cyber-ninja scream.
"Hope you didn’t...think we forgot...about you," Lockdown mused, tugging Prowl closer.
"I know...you didn’t," Prowl cooed, nuzzling the bounty hunter’s cheek. "What a nice...show you two...are putting on for me."
"Ungh! Join in...baby," Jazz panted, tugging on Prowl’s servo.
The ninjabot sat up and sidled in beside Jazz, fingers snaking down the cyber-ninja’s aft, tracing over the mech’s stretched port. He moaned and buried his face into Jazz’s neck as the tip of the bounty hunter’s hook entered his port, gently stretching. For a few minutes, the three mechs writhed against each other, each lost in their own sensual rhythm.
Jazz, eventually and reluctantly, pulled away from Lockdown, reaching over to tug on Prowl’s fairings. "Your turn..."
Grinning wide, Prowl straddled the bounty hunter’s hips, shuddering as Jazz guided the older mech’s plug to his port, rubbing the tip over his opening. Lockdown groaned in agitation from the teasing friction, slamming his hips upwards when he couldn’t take it anymore, burying himself to the hilt in Prowl’s warm, clenching port, eliciting a sharp scream of pleasure from the ninjabot. He let out another scream when Jazz suddenly pushed in alongside Lockdown, dentals sinking into one of his fairings.
"Prowl...baby," Jazz moaned, laving his glossa over the bite mark he left. "Any pain?"
"Ngh...oh...no," Prowl whimpered, gritting his dentals. "Feels so...amazing. Don’t stop now."
"As you command...darlin’," Lockdown laughed, slamming hard into the ninjabot.
Prowl was the first to overload, completely overwhelmed by the intense filling sensation in his port as well as the passionate, sloppy kisses and bites raining down on him. The pent up energy Prowl released caused Lockdown and Jazz to follow in climax in a flurry of shouting, cursing, and praising. All three slumped together, tired and satiated, falling into recharge in their warm, comforting pile.
End
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