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Title: Petbots
Pairing: Lockdown/Prowl/Swindle
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: PWP, anal, D/s, kink, oral, slave, slash, sticky
Summary: (1/1) Lockdown has a rather kinky fantasy involving two of his favorite bots.


Lockdown moaned in pleasure, squirming in his chair, as Prowl and Swindle, kneeling before him, lapped at his erect shaft. Prowl took the length into his mouth, gently bobbing as Swindle rose up to suck and nip on one the bounty hunter’s neck spikes, fingers dancing over his chassis, pressing hard against the metal where his spark pulsed in arousal. The bounty hunter reached up and tugged on the tan, spiked collar around Swindle’s neck, pulling at the smaller mech until their lips met in a heated kiss, causing the younger mech to mewl.

Breaking the kiss, Lockdown groaned, “Swindle…play with Prowl for a bit.”

“Yes, Master,” Swindle murmured happily.

A whimper passed Prowl’s lips when Swindle pounced on him, pinning the ninjabot to the floor, assaulting his neck with rough kisses and bites. Swindle cupped and squeezed Prowl’s groin, fingers teasing the seams underneath, causing the younger mech to retract the plating and whine as his plug was freed from its tight confines. Swindle smirked, wrapping his fingers around the ninjabot’s shaft and pumping in slow, torturous strokes as he used his other servo caress the younger mech’s thighs, fingers delving lower to brush over the tight port.

“Primus, please!” Prowl cried, bucking wildly.

“What do you want, Prowl?” Swindle asked, swirling his thumb around the tip of the ninjabot’s plug.

“I…I need more!” Prowl yelled. “Stop teasing me, please!”

Swindle gazed up at Lockdown, licking his lips. “What do you say, Master?”

Smirking, Lockdown responded, “Get him ready for me.”

Prowl gasped as he was flipped over onto his servos and knees, face pressed against the floor as his aft was lifted up. He mewled as two fingers eased into his port, scissoring and pumping fast. Lockdown rose from his seat, kneeling next to the two smaller mechs, gently tugging on the gold collar wrapped around Prowl’s neck, silently urging the ninjabot to lay on his side. Prowl did so and whined at the sudden loss of Swindle’s fingers.

Lockdown nestled himself behind Prowl, chuckling, “Don’t worry, darlin’. I’ve got something better for you.”

Prowl cried out and griped Lockdown’s hip as the bounty hunter slowly slid his bonding shaft into the ninjabot’s opening. He cried out again as his plug was engulfed in Swindle’s mouth.

“Master! Oh!” Prowl yelled. “Swindle! Ah!”

The bounty hunter tilted the younger mech’s face, kissing him passionately. When he broke the kiss, Lockdown nibbled on one of the ninjabot’s fairings, making Prowl hiss and shudder. Reaching over to caress Swindle’s cheek, Lockdown nodded at the smaller mech. The purple and tan bot knew what was expected of him and reached around to finger and stretch his own port, shuddering from the bliss that coursed through his circuitry. After a few moments passed, Swindle pulled away from Prowl’s shaft, and Lockdown rolled onto his back, dragging Prowl with him. Lockdown’s servo and hook massaged the younger mech’s chassis as Swindle straddled the ninjabot’s thighs, grasping Prowl’s plug. The ninjabot howled in pleasure when Swindle lowered, impaling himself on the younger mech’s shaft. Optics rolling back from the intense sensation of being filled, Swindle rolled his hips, driving Prowl back down over Lockdown’s plug. All three mechs panted as they neared overload, thrusting violently into each other. Lockdown gasped as Prowl and Swindle leaned toward his face, both hungrily devouring his lips.

“Ngh! Master!” Prowl moaned. “I love you! So good to me, Master!”

“Ah! I love you, Master!” Swindle cried out. “Love you so much!”

Lockdown shouted as he climaxed, servo pumping his bonding shaft, body trembling from the aftershocks. He slumped in his chair, panting hard. Next to him on the arm of the chair were two spiked collars, gold and tan. He picked them up and twirled them around his hook. One day, he would make his hot little fantasy a reality.

End