Worship Thy Master Part 3

Worship Thy Master Part 3


Blitzwing felt as though he was slowly losing his mind. EVERY NIGHT, for the past several weeks, he kept having the same exact dream. A dream that always left him feeling uncomfortably and unbearably horny whenever he awoke. He had no idea that those three kisses Lugnut gave him would have such an effect on him, but ever since that fated moment, whenever he went into recharge, Lugnut would always reappear in his dreams, to press those lips of his against his own. He didn't WANT to like those kisses, slag no! But he couldn't stop THINKING about them, no matter how hard he tried. When he was awake, it was easy enough to push the memory of those kisses in the darkest part of his CPU, but when he went into recharge, that was a different matter. And the dreams were so fragging realistic, it was as if the event was replaying itself in real life; Lugnut seizing him a powerful grip that he couldn't escape from, then crushing his lips against his own. Primus frag it all, the kisses alone were bad enough, but why, why in the name of the Pit, did Lugnut have to be so GOOD at it?!

And to make matters worse, Random simply just wouldn't SHUT UP about the event. Every waking moment,he kept going on and on about the kiss he had received from Lugnut, commenting on how such a good kisser he was. This lead to Hothead yelling at him to shut his slagging mouth about it, which only seemed to encourage the insane persona to even greater heights, which irritated Hothead even further and made him yell all the louder, until it left Icy, the most dominate persona of the three, with a processor-ache to end all processor-aches. But increadibly, Icy found himself siding with Random on this one; Lugnut WAS a good kisser, and to be honest, he wouldn't have minded one little bit if the oversized fanatic suddenly got it into his processor to attempt another kiss. And it was probably because of Random's obvious and Icy's not-so-obvious desires that always left the triple-changer feeling painfully aroused every time he came out of recharge after having the ever-repeating dream of Lugnut's kiss, or make that kisses. It wouldn't be long before things reached the point where Blitzwing could no longer suppress his ever growing need to vent his bizzare feelings for the oversized fanatic, and things finally came to a head one particular morning, when Blitzwing was fresh out of recharge...

"Zhis iz starting to get out of hand..." Blitzwing's Icy persona remarked, having just come online after another night of dreaming about Lugnut's kisses. As usual, he had come online feeling unbearably horny, and at this point, ignoring it was no longer having any effect. He had to start resorting to self-interfacing, much to Hothead's disgust, and Random's perverted delight. It also made him aware of the bitter irony; it was Lugnut's own chronic self-interfacing that had made him go and complain to Megatron to put an end to it, which lead to the Decepticon leader and the fanatic interfacing, which in turn made Lugnut kiss him to express his thanks, and now it had come to this; things really had a way of coming back to bite one in the aft, so it seemed.

"Ooooooooh, I don't know about ze two of you, but I vant some sveet action from Luggy! Hahahaha!" Random cackled. "Unnnnnffff, I vould tap zat aft ANYDAY of ze veek!"

"NEEEEEEEEEEEEIN!!! I vant NOTHZHING to do vith that overgrown zon of a glitch, you hear me?!" Hothead snarled. Clearly, even several weeks after the event, he was still upset about the whole 'getting kissed by Lugnut' deal, and got extremely defensive whenever Random brought up the subject of the oversized purple fanatic.

"Oh, vill ze two of you just shut up, and let me do zhis..." Icy murmured, using every last once of concentration to push his other two personas into the back of his CPU. Once he sure that they wouldn't be emerging any time soon, he started to slowly rub his chestplate with his hand, letting out little sighs of pleasure as he occassionally slipped a finger inside a seam to stroke a few wires. Over the last few days, since he had started self-interfacing, he had discovered, through experimentation, just where all the sensitive spots were located in his body, and he could easily bring himself to overload within a few cycles. But today, he decided to linger a bit, slowly rubbing a wire here and there, moaning and sighing slightly as he trailed his other servo down to rub at his codpiece.

"Mmmmm...Ahhhh...Oh Gott...Mmmmm..." Blitzwing sighed with pleasure, envisioning within his processor the memory of Lugnut pressing his lips, his surprisingly warm, delicious lips, against his own frigid ones, and it got him hornier than ever, so it was almost a relief when he opened his port, and eased his fingers in to stimulate the wires inside. All his earlier fondling had caused his port to produce lubricant, and his fingers slid in with ease, and they quickly got to work, seeking the most sensitive wires to stroke, fondle and rub.

"AAAHHHH...Oh, P-Primus...UUNNNNHHH..." The triple-changer gasped and ran his glossa over his lips as he developed a steady rhythm of working his fingers in and out of his port, going slow at first, then picking up the pace, then, just when he felt as though he was about to overload, he slowed down again, deliberately keeping himself on the very brink. It was a test to see just how long he could hold out, before his lust finally pushed him to take the final step. But because he was taking so long, it was driving his other personas nuts, and they started yelling at him to hurry up.

//In ze name of ze fragging Pit, vill you just overload already, mein Gott?!// Hothead demanded, from one corner of Blitzwing's processor. //I vould have overloaded tventy times in a row by now, you slow-aft piece of slag!//

//OOOOOOOOOH, jajajajaja, pleaaaaase, you are taking too LOOOONG!!!// Random whimpered from another corner in Blitzwing's CPU, and he panted and moaned slightly as he fought desperately to become the dominate persona, but Icy wasn't about to let him succeed. With great effort, he managed to squelch Random's attempts to assume the role of dominance, and Random bawled slightly as he was pushed back.

//WAAAAAAAAAAH, YOU BIG MEANIE!!!// Random huffed with a pout in his voice. //You -NEVER- let me haff any fun!//

"Mmmmmmm...shhhh, I'm enjoying meinself," Icy gently scolded his insane persona, as he bit back a particularly loud moan as his fingers brushed against an especially sensitive wire inside his port, triggering a fresh release of lubricant to trickle down his thighs and form a miniature lake around his aft. "Aaaaaahhnnnn...zhere iz so MUCH of it, mein Gott..." he whispered as his digits became thickly coated in the cool, slippery substance. "Oooohhh...Primus, I vill need to get ze rag out again vhen I am finished..."

Slowly, gradually, the triple-changer worked himself towards an overload of epic porportions, and he arched his back sharply as he cried out his release, much to the relief of all three personas. He made sure not to scream too loudly, though; Lugnut was in the room right next to his, after all, and the LAST thing he wanted was for that oversized fanatic to make a comment about his rather heated cries should they cross paths.

When his overload finally reached its peak, and the level of energy gradually dissipated, Blitzwing spent the next few cycles cooling down and struggling to control his breathing as he recovered from his overload. But, to the surprise of the German 'Con, even long after he had calmed down from his overload, he was -STILL- feeling horny.

"Oh, zhis is unexpected..." Icy remarked with his usual calm. "I thought for sure zat self-interfacing vould be sufficient enough for relief from zhose dreams..."

"NEEEEEEEEEEIN! Vhy iz zhis happening?! VHHHHHHHHHY?!" Hothead demanded, flailing his fists about. "Ze last few self-interfacings vere enough to provide relief from zhose unnatural dreams, so vhy isn't it vorking NOW?!"

"I'll tell you vhy! It iz because of Luggy! Hahahahah!" Random cackled. "He iz ze vone responsible for ze dreams, after all! Oooooh, zhose kisses he gave us vere so -HOT-!!! UNNNNFFFF!!!"

"I don't care if he iz ze vone responsible for zhose disgusting dreams, I vant -NOTHZHING- to do vith him!" Hothead snarled aggressively, wishing with all his might that he could throttle Random for being such a slagging perv. "I vould vrather go offline zhan haff anyzhing to do vith him!"

"Mein vrother, I am afraid zat at the rate zhings are going...self-interfacing might not provide us vith much relief in ze future," Icy replied, making Hothead suddenly feel VERY uncomfortable.

"V-Vhat are you saying, Icy? Y-You're not siding vith Random on zhis, are you?!"

"I am afraid so, mein easily irritated vrother..." Icy sighed.

Hothead immeadiately wished that he was his own 'bot, so he could run far away from Icy, who, in his optics, had suddenly become just as insane as Random. "N-NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIN!!! YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS ABOUT ZHIS!!!"

"Oh, he iz SO serious! Ah-hahahahah!" Random whooped gleefully, tickled pink that Icy was siding with him. "And admit it, Hotty, you vant a piece of Luggy just as bad as me and mein chilly vrother!"

"NEEEEEEEEEEIN!!! ZAT IZ NOT TRUE!!!" Hothead screamed in denial, clapping both hands over his audio receptors, in a vain attempt to drown out the whoops of laughter coming from Random in the back of his CPU.

//Ooooh, c'mon Hothead, vhy are you trying so hard to deny your feelings? You vant Luggy so bad, you can almost TASTE it! Hahahaha!// Random giggled madly, deliberately tormenting Hothead from his position in Hothead's processor. //Zhose nice, varm lips of his got you so HOT, I could feel it! You vant to tap his aft so bad, and make sveet clang-clang to him all night loooooooooooong!!! Unnnf, oh ja! You vant to make sveet clang-clang to him all ni-//

"AAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGH!!! SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!!! ALVRIGHT, IT'S TRUE! I ADMIT IT!!! ZAT OVERSIZED MALFUNCTION DID GET ME ALL HOT!" Hothead yelled at the top of his vocalizer, hiding his face behind his servos in a vain attempt to smother the fantastic blush that was spreading all over his features.

Random crowed in victory as he became the dominate persona, and he celebrated by leaping off the recharge bed and performing a mad war dance of pure glee. "AH-HAHAHAHA!!! I knew it! I totally knew it! Hotty's got ze hot's for Luggy~!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"S-Shut up, you glitch!" Hothead hissed, totally embarrassed. "Just because I ADMIT it zat Lugnut got me hot, zat doesn't mean zat I VANT him!"

"Ooooh, you are such a LIAR, Hothead! Hahahah! You TOTALLY vant him!" Random cackled.

"I-I DO NOT! S-SHUT UP!!!" Hothead spluttered, almost going purple with spleen.

Icy reclaimed the position of dominate persona once more. "Vill ze two of you settle down before Lugnut overhears us in ze next room? Next zhing you know, he vill be ze vone complaining to Megatron about US making too much noise..."

"Random started it, not me!" Hothead huffed. "He iz so DISGUSTING, vanting to...to...make clang-clang vith zat slagging, Megatron-obsessed, motherfragging, space barnacle-encrusted zon of a malfunctioning, oilstained, rust sucking glitch!!!"

"Ooooooh, such NAUGHTY language! Heeheehee!" Random giggled. "C'mon Hothead, both me and Icy vant some clang-clang from Luggy, and you do, too! Admit it, you cannot hide from ze truth~"

"NEIN! I do NOT vant clang-clang from zat oversized malfunction!!! NOW SHUT ZE FRAG UP!!!" Hothead snarled.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH, you leave me no choice zhen, mein vrother! If you do not admit zat you vant some clang-clang from Luggy, I vill zing a never-ending zong, and I vill never stop zinging it, EVER!" Random threatened gleefully.

Hothead's expression went from furious to deadpan in under an astrosecond. "You vouldn't DARE..."

"Oh really?! Vanna bet on zat?!" Random grinned wickedly, then, after taking a deep intake, he burst into song:

"I know a zong zat gets on everybody's nerves,
Everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves.
I know a zong zat gets on everybody's nerves,
And zhis iz how it goes-!!!"

Random was only one verse into his never-ending song, and already the easily angered persona felt as though his processor was about to implode as a result.

"NEIN, NEIN, NEEEEEEEEEIN!!! STOP IT! I -HATE- ZAT ZONG!!! I HATE IT, I HATE IT, I HAAAAAAAAAATE IIIIIIIIT!!!" Hothead hollered at the top of his vocalizer.

But Random ignored him, and gleefully kept on singing:

"I know a zong zat gets on everybody's nerves,
Everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves.
I know a zong zat gets on everybody's nerves,
And zhis iz how it goes-!!!

I know a zong zat gets on everybody's nerves,
Everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves.
I know a zong zat gets on everybody's nerves,
And zhis iz how it goes-!!!"

I know a zong zat gets on everybody's nerves,
Everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves.
I know a zong zat gets on everybody's nerves,
And zhis iz how it goes-!!!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAGHH!!! IN ZE NAME OF PRIMUS, SHUT UP!!! STOP ZINGING ALVREADY!!!" Hothead screeched hysterically. He couldn't have felt more tortured if somebody had been slowly submerging him into a vat of boiling-hot grease. And to be honest, he would have preferred being melted alive than have to endure one more word of that accursed song.

"I'll stop as soon as you admit zat you vant some sveet clang-clang from Luggy~" Random giggled dementedly, then kept on singing:

"I know a zong zat gets on everybody's nerves,
Everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves.
I know a zong zat gets on everybody's nerves-"

Hothead proceeded to bash his head against the wall, hoping to knock himself offline so he wouldn't have to listen to Random sing anymore. When that proved to be futile, he was left with no other option, except to swallow his pride, and to give in to his insane sibling's demands. "ALVRIGHT, ALVRIIIIIIIIIGHT!!! I'LL DO IT!!! I'LL MAKE CLANG-CLANG VITH ZAT OVERGROWN BUCKET OF BOLTS!!! JUST, PLEASE, FOR ZE LOVE OF ALL ZAT IS HOLY, SHUT ZE FRAG UP BEFORE I LOSE MEIN GOTT-DAMNED MIND!!!"

The instant that Hothead declared that he would make clang-clang with Lugnut, Random ceased his annoying song, and grinned the biggest slag-eating grin to have ever crossed this side of the galaxy. "Vell...zat vas easy!" He whooped gleefully.

Icy nodded slightly, when he took over as dominate persona. "Ja, but vreally, did you haff to resort to ze never ending zong? You know zat it drives Hothead scatty..."

"Ja, zat's vhy I did it!" Random chortled wickedly. "I knew he vould crack sooner or later, and I'm glad zat it vas sooner vrather zhan later! Hahahaha!!!"

"Urgh...I'm gonna get back at you for zat, you twisted little glitch..." Hothead groaned, in the throes of a major processor-ache, no thanks to hitting his head repeatedly on the wall. "Oh, mein Gott...vhat haff I gotten meinself into...?"

~~

During the last several weeks since his interfacing with Megatron, Lugnut had been in such a disgustingly upbeat mood that it should have been made illegal. All he could think about these days was the glorious interfacing he had experienced with his master, the noble and wise Megatron, and he was eagerly looking forward to the day he would interface with him once more. Only one more week remained until that wonderful day, and he could hardly wait. He lay on his recharge bed, daydreaming about the interfacing that was to come, and the interfacing from before (which never failed to get him aroused like nobody's slagging business), and he was so absorbed in these daydreams he didn't hear the first bang on his door. He heard the second, third and fourth ones however, and he wondered who it could be. Megatron, perhaps? Maybe his glorious leader decided he couldn't wait another week for their promised interfacing, and wanted to interface with him right now! Excited by that thought, Lugnut jumped off his berth, and hurried to his door, eager to greet his master, amongst other things. With a marvelous flourish, Lugnut threw his door open, and praise spilled forth from his vocalizer even before he saw who it was standing there.

"It is a GLORIOUS honor to see you again, O great and wise Mega- Oh...it's just you..." Lugnut's euphoria shriveled away and disappeared into nothing when he was greeted with the sight of the German 'Con outside his door, instead of his glorious master. And needless to say, Blitzwing wasn't at all pleased by Lugnut's less-than-enthusiastic reaction upon seeing him.

"Vell...zat's vrather rude of you, Lugnut. I might not haff been ze vone you vere expecting, but you could still haff given me a proper greeting." Blitzwing admonished, his icy persona currently in play.

Lugnut sighed with mild annoyance, not wanting to be told off by Blitzwing, of all mechs. "Urgh...fine...good morning, Blitzwing..."

"Zat's better. Are you busy at ze moment?"

Lugnut scratched the side of his head with his pincer. "Not really. Why do you want to know?"

"Oh, nothzhing...I vas vondering if I could maybe come into your room for a bit, if zat iz no problem vith you." Blitzwing replied.

"Uhhhh..." Lugnut blinked his single optic rapidly, wondering why Blitzwing was suddenly so interested with visiting him inside his room. He had never asked to visit him before, so why now?

Blitzwing stood there, patiently waiting for his response. "Vell? Can I come in or not?"

"Oh, all right..." Lugnut mumbled, stepping aside for the triple-changer.

"OOOOH, YAY! THANK YOU!!!" Blitzwing cackled, switching over to his crazed side as he skipped inside Lugnut's room, giggling happily. Lugnut wondered if his decision to let Blitzwing in his room was a bad one, but it was too late to mull over it now. He cycled out a loud sigh, and closed the door behind him, before turning around to confront Random jumping up and down on his recharge bed like a overcharged sparkling, making the most horrific clanging noises as his feet made contact with the berth.

"Rrrrrgh, Blitzwing, for the love of Primus, get down from there this instant!" Lugnut demanded, not at all pleased with Random's infantile behaviour.

"Whoo-hoohoohoo, but zhis iz so much FUN, Luggy! Hahahahah!!!" Random made no effort to stop what he was doing, and continued to bounce on the recharge bed, giggling madly.

Lugnut growled as he stomped over to his berth, grabbed Blitzwing in mid-jump, then dropped him back onto the floor as if he were a ton of bricks.

CLUNK!!!

"OWCH! I haff appeared to haff landed on mein aft! HEEHEEHEE!!!" Random tittered, completely unperturbed by Lugnut's actions.

Lugnut let out another large sigh and drew his pincer slowly down his face. Now he KNEW that letting the German 'Con into his room was a bad idea, to say the least. "Urrrrrrrrrgh...Blitzwing...it's too early for you to be acting THIS insane around me. Either get your act together, or I'll PUNCH it together for you!"

"Hoohoohoo, looks like somevone got up on ze vrong side of ze recharge bed zhis morning!" Random cackled, before his faceplate changed back to Icy's. Getting back on his feet, the German 'Con dusted himself off and remarked, "You'll haff to forgive Random...he iz being overly enthusiastic zhis morning."

"You REALLY need to get your hardware de-fragged, you defective malfunction!" Lugnut growled, narrowing his optic at Blitzwing.

"Now, now...zhere izn't any need for zat," Icy replied, just as calm and cool as always. "Anyvay, I'll make sure it von't happen again."

"It had better not..." Lugnut grumbled. "So, what's your reason for coming to see me, anyway?"

"Oh, I just vanted to discuss somezhing vith you."

Despite himself, Lugnut found himself getting curious. "Oh yeah? Like what?"

"Vell, for vone zhing...I vant to comment on ze fact zat you haff been keeping ze level of noise down vhen you...self-interface."

Lugnut spluttered and went bright crimson, and it took him nearly five cycles for him to be able to put two words together. "I...I...I made a deal with our glorious master..."

"Oh vreally? And vhat sort of deal vould zat be?" Blitzwing inquired.

"That's none of your business, Blitzwing! That is between me and the glorious Megatron!" Lugnut jabbed his pincer into Blitzwing's chassis, feeling himself heating up to unbearable levels from a combination of embarrassment and anger.

"Tell me, vould zhis 'deal' haff anyzhing to do vith interfacing Megatron, by any chance?" Blitzwing pressed, holding back Hothead as his easily angered persona struggled to break free, and bash Lugnut's face in for poking him.

Blitzwing knew he had hit the nail on the head, judging by the way Lugnut froze in mid-poke, as if he had suddenly contracted a case of severe stasis-lock.

"H-How did you...?"

"Please Lugnut, you fail to give mein intelligence credit. A newly protoformed sparkling vould haff figured it out," Blitzwing smirked ever-so-slightly, which made the purple fanatic splutter. "And besides, I happened to hear ze two of you at it...from ze last time."

"Y-You heard that? T-The inferfacing, I mean..." Lugnut stared at the triple-changer hard, his expression stony.

"Unfortunately, I did...it vas a miracle zat mein audios didn't explode vhen I heard vhat you and Megatron vere doing in zhere. But, I must admit, some good did come out of zat little deal you made vith our leader," Blitzwing continued, "I haff been getting some decent recharge, vith ze lack of noise from your...self-interfacing."

"Grrr...can we PLEASE change the subject now?" Lugnut growled, his optic screwing shut with embarrassment, and he wished with all his might that Blitzwing's vocalizer would suddenly freeze up on him so he wouldn't have to hear that German fragger talk anymore.

"Oh, vhy should I, Lugnut? It vas your self-interfacing zat started zhis whole zhing in ze first place, after all..." Blitzwing drawled, getting enormous satisfaction from making the larger 'Con squirm with discomfort. "Vhy should ze subject of interfacing and self-interfacing be such a bother to you all of a sudden? It iz not like it iz an alien concept to you, mein oversized compatriot."

"I-I...Shut up already!" Lugnut threw his pincers over his face, wishing he could just disappear on the spot.

"Whoo-hoohoo!!! Awwww, somevone iz feeling shy!" Random burst free once more, and giggled hysterically at the sight of Lugnut hiding his face.

Lugnut hissed from between tightly clenched dental plates, still not looking at him, "Blitzwing, by the glorious name of Megatron, if you don't put a clamp on that rambling vocal processor of yours in the next three astroseconds, I will rip off both of your cannons and shove them up your aft as far as they can go!"

"Awwwww, don't be like zat! And besides...you look so CUTE vright now! Heeheehee!!!" Random giggled, and Lugnut's head jerked up to glare at him.

"C-CUTE?!?!" Lugnut stuttered with indignation.

"Oh ja! You look so cute, I think I just might KISS you! Hahahaha!" Random whooped, and before Lugnut could do anything about it, the other mech flung himself at him, and gave him a wet, slobbery kiss, right on his optic. "MMMMMMMMMMMWAAAAAAH!!!"

"ACCCKFFFFT!!!" Lugnut staggered backwards, wiping a pincer across his optic to try and clean the solvant off. "WHAT IN THE NAME OF MEGATRON DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" he roared.

"Duh, kissing you, zat's vat! Hahahahahahah!!!" Random cackled and danced about, giving Lugnut a playful wink. "You vere dishing zhem out ze last time you saw me and mein vrothers, so I vanted to give you vone in return!"

"That...those kisses meant nothing!" Lugnut fumed, flailing his servos about as he flushed hotly. "They meant absolutely nothing at all!"

Lugnut's choice of words triggered Hothead to make his appearance at last, and he did so epically, shaking his fists at Lugnut and yelling at the top of his vocalizer, "VHAT DO YOU MEAN, ZHOSE KISSES MEANT NOTHZHING?! ZHEN VHY VOULD YOU KISS ME IN ZE FIRST PLACE, YOU IRON-PLATED BUFFOON?!"

"I...I DON'T HAVE TO EXPLAIN ANYTHING TO YOU, YOU GLITCH-HEAD!" Lugnut yelled back, which did nothing to placate Hothead.

"YOU FOOL, IT'S BECAUSE OF ZHOSE KISSES ZAT I HAFF BEEN HAVING ZHOSE DREAMS!!!" Hothead raged, then with a nasty jolt, he realized far too late what he had just said, and there was no way to repair the damage.

Lugnut stared at Blitzwing as if he had suddenly sprouted an additional faceplate. "What in the name of Megatron are you TALKING about?! What sort of dreams?!"

"GO FRAG YOURSELF, YOU AFT-HOLE!!! I DON'T HAFF TO EXPLAIN ANYZHING TO YOU!!!" Hothead screeched, his red face going even redder as he blushed heatedly.

Needless to say, this did little to improve Lugnut's own temper, and he stormed over to the triple-changer, seized him in a crushing grip, and shook him soundly. "Don't play games with me, Blitzwing! I am -NOT- in the fragging mood! NOW SPILL IT!!!"

"VHY DO YOU CARE ALL OF A SUDDEN?! IT'S NOT LIKE YOU HAFF EVER CARED ABOUT VHAT'S ON MEIN PROCESSOR BEFORE!!! ALL ZAT YOU EVER HAFF ON YOUR SIMPLE PROCESSOR IZ MEGATRON!!!" Hothead yelled, then smashed his head forward, hitting Lugnut right in the mouth. Lugnut released him with a hiss of pain, both servos clutching at his injured face.

"THAT'S IT!!! I WILL FRAGGING TERMINATE YOU!!!" Lugnut roared, then struck out at Blitzwing, hitting him in the chestplate and sending him flying into a storage locker. The German 'Con collided into the locker with a horrific crunch, and both 'Con and locker fell over with a terrific crash. But Blitzwing didn't stay down for long, and he sprang back to his feet and lunged himself at the purple and green fanatic, tackling him like a professional foot-ball player. Lugnut made a loud grunting sound as he was thrown backwards, smacking into the wall from the force of the impact, and he slid down into a semi-upright position. Before he could get up again and extract revenge, Blitzwing suddenly reverted back to his Icy persona, and with a blast of his ice-beam from both cannons, he effectively froze Lugnut in that position, trapping his arms and his legs in a solid block of ice, so that he was unable to move, no matter how much he struggled and strained.

"RAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!! WHEN I GET LOOSE, I WILL BASH IN ALL THREE OF YOUR MALFUNCTIONING FACEPLATES, YOU MOTHERFRAGGER!!!" Lugnut roared, his engine revving with violent fury.

"Zettle down Lugnut, and I vill explain zhings to you," Icy replied, calm even in the storm of Lugnut's wrath, and then, to the other mech's shock and disbelief, he proceeded to straddle the bigger 'Con's waist.

"W-What are you doing?! GET OFF OF ME!!!" Lugnut demanded, his anger returning full-force, and he redoubled his efforts to break free, so he could get his servos on that arrogant 'Con, and rip him into nano-sized pieces. "GET OFF OF ME RIGHT NOW, OR YOU'LL BE SORRY!!!"

Blitzwing took a deep intake, pausing for a moment as if to consider Lugnut's demand. "Hmmm....nein, I think not. Now, if you vould kindly stop raging for vone nanoclick, I vill explain everyzhing..."

Lugnut could see that he had no choice in the matter, much to his chagrin. "FINE..." He growled, giving the other 'Con a dirty look before settling down in a huff, waiting impatiently for Blitzwing to get his explaination started.

"Zat's better..." Blitzwing replied coolly. "You zee, vhat mein hotheaded vrother vas talking about vas zat ever since you haff kissed me and mein siblings from two veeks ago, to thank me and mein...big mouth, as you so put it, vas zat ve haff been haffing dreams about zhose kisses. And after I haff zhose dreams, zhey leave me, vell...vrather horny. And it has reached ze point vere I haff had to resort to self-interfacing meinself...and zhis morning, vhen I voke up, as usual, I had ze same dream, but zhis time, vhen I tried to relieve meinself, I found out zat aftervards, I was STILL horny. And I got into a discussion vith mein siblings about vhat ve should do, and ve came to an agreement: Ve vish to interface vith you."

Lugnut, who had been listening to all of this with his mouth slightly open in amazement at how BLUNT and DIRECT Blitzwing was being, spluttered back to reality at Blitzwing's last sentence.

"W-Wha-WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?! Y-You're not serious, are you?!"

"Oh, he iz SO serious! AH-HAHAHAHAHA!!!" Random made his appearance once more, whooping and cackling with delight. He proceeded to bounce up and down Lugnut's chassis, and every time his crotchplate made contact with Lugnut's body, it made a loud clang and sent vibrations rocketing through the both of them. Lugnut groaned slightly at the sensation, but it was nothing to what Blitzwing was feeling. Each clang sent a fresh burst of pleasure rocketing into his port, which was still aching with need, and it was all he could do to contain the moans that longed to make themselves heard. Lugnut's only clue to the state the triple-changer was in was the expression on Random's face, which was screwed up in the most peculiar way, as if his olfactory sensors had caught a whiff of something sour. Random leaned in close to Lugnut's face and mewled, "Ohhhhh, please, please, PLEAAAAAAAASE, Luggy...I am so HORNY vright now it's not even FUNNY! I vant to make clang-clang soooooooo bad! I NEED IT! Oooooohhhhhh~"

Lugnut spluttered and coughed, completely at a loss for words, but when Random licked at his face, he managed to blurt out, "ACCCCCKFFFFFFT, B-BLITZWING!!! S-STOP THAT!!! THERE IS NO FRAGGING WAY I AM GOING TO INTERFACE WITH YOU!!! YOU CAN FORGET IT!!!"

Lugnut's only warning before he ended up with a fist in his face was the telltale sign of Blitzwing's faceplates changing over to another persona, and the next thing he knew, Hothead was ranting and yelling at him as he continued to clobber him, "NEIN!!! I DIDN'T SUFFER THROUGH MEIN INSANE VROTHER'S NEVER-ENDING ZONG, JUST SO ZAT YOU CAN REJECT ME!!! I MIGHT NOT MEET ZE SAME STANDARDS AS YOUR PRECIOUS MEGATRON, BUT I AM NOT SO REPULSIVE AS TO NOT BE VORTHY OF CLANG-CLANG!!!"

Needless to say, getting punched repeatedly in the face and getting yelled at wasn't going to do much to calm Lugnut down, and once more he flew into another furious tirade. Or at least he TRIED to.

"HOW DARE YOU EVEN COMPARE YOURSELF TO THE GLORIOUS MEGA- UNNNNFFFF!!!" Lugnut was silenced as another punch smacked him square in the optic.

"VILL YOU SHUT UP FOR TWO ASTROSECONDS ABOUT MEGATRON?! IN ZE NAME OF PRIMUS, ALL I EVER HEAR COMING OUT OF YOUR VOCALIZER IZ 'MEGATRON, MEGATRON, MEGATRON'!!! IT IZ ENOUGH TO MAKE ME ZICK!!!" Hothead yelled furiously.

"BY THE GLORIOUS NAME OF MEGATRON, WILL YOU STOP HITTING ME ALREADY?!" Lugnut fumed, and was promptly rewarded with another smack upside the head.

"ZERE YOU GO AGAIN! I VAGER YOU CAN'T EVEN GO VONE SENTENCE VITHOUT SAYING ZE NAME OF OUR LEADER!!! YOU SOUND LIKE A BROKEN RECORD, YOU AFT-KISSING GLITCH-HEAD!!! MEGATRON CAN GO SUCK SLAG, FOR ALL I CARE!!!"

Lugnut gasped loudly at the insult to the name of his master, and his engine literally ROARED as his rage-parade went to all new heights, "TAKE THAT BACK RIGHT NOW, YOU INSIGNIFICANT, WORTHLESS HUNK OF SECOND-RATE CIRCUITRY!!! RRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!! WHEN I GET MY SERVOS ON YOU, THERE WON'T BE ENOUGH OF YOU LEFT BEHIND TO BE MELTED DOWN INTO SCRAP!!!"

Unexpectedly, instead of retorting, Blitzwing's faceplate switched back to that of Icy's once again, and the German 'Con pressed a finger against Lugnut's lips; it was enough to knock all the rage out of his system and startle him into silence, which was what Blitzwing had been aiming for. Blitzwing almost smiled at the look of utter bafflement on the purple fanatic's faceplate. It was absolutely priceless.

"B-Blitzwing, what are you-?" Lugnut mumbled out from around Blitzwing's finger; the triple-changer had made no effort to remove it from his lips.

"I haff grown tired of hearing you and mein easily angered vrother fighting like a pair of sparklings, so I decided to step in, before ze two of you vreally got out of hand," Icy responded, before letting out a sigh. "Honestly, vith all your raging, I vouldn't be surprised if ze Autobots had heard ze two of you from zhere base..."

To that, Lugnut had no comment, and Blitzwing breathed in deeply before continuing, "Now zat I haff your attention...as I vas saying, before you and Hothead got sidetracked, I haff a proposition zat I vant to make with you, Lugnut. Vill you hear me out?"

"What sort...of proposition?" Lugnut narrowed his optic, staring hard at the other 'Con.

"I propose zat you interface vith me, Lugnut. Just this vonce, to zee if it iz to your liking. If it doesn't meet your standards, zhen I vill never bother you again."

Lugnut stuttered around Blitzwing's finger, but before he could respond negatively to the proposal, the triple-changer started to trail the digit across his lips, and the sensation of the icy persona's cool digit brushing lightly against his mouth proved to be rather...erotic.

"I might not be ze same as Megatron, I realize zat, but I promise you zat I can provide you vith just as much...entertainment~" Blitzwing purred in a surprisingly seductive tone, causing the larger mech to shiver slightly. " Vhat Random said earlier vas true: I NEED zhis, much more zhan you think. So...vhat do you say, Lugnut? Vill you interface vith me? It vould make me happy if you do~"

Lugnut swallowed hard as he mulled over Blitzwing's proposition. It wasn't helping much that Blitzwing kept trailing that cool finger of his across his mouth. It was proving to be a huge distraction. Finally, at long last, he replied, "....A-Alright...but this is just to see what you're capable of...and I can't promise that I will enjoy it..."

"OH, YAAAAAAAAY!!! THANK YOU, LUGGY!!!" Random made his grand re-entrance with a loud cheer, and he planted a large, wet smooch, right on Lugnut's optic once more. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMWAAAAAH!!!"

"AAAAACCCCKFFFFFFFFFT!!!" Lugnut spluttered, blinking rapidly in a vain effort to rid himself of Random's slobber. "Blitzwing, if you do that just ONE MORE TIME, then the deal is off!!!"

"Oooooh, nein, nein, nein! I vill be good, I promise!" Random giggled, wiping the solvant off Lugnut's face for him. "I couldn't help meinself! I vas just so happy to hear zat you are going to make clang-clang vith me and mein vrothers, I couldn't hold back any longer!"

"Grrrr...just don't kiss me in the optic again, alright?" Lugnut growled.

"Oooh-hoohoohoo!!! Can I kiss you on ze mouth zhen?" Random tittered, and before Lugnut could respond, he crashed his lips enthusiastically against the other 'Con's, and when Lugnut gasped with surprise, he slid his glossa inside to start a tango with Lugnut's own glossa. And to Lugnut's even greater surprise, he found the kiss not only enjoyable, but absolutely delicious, to say the least!

"Mmmmmm...ahhhhh, L-Luggy~ Ooooooohhh..." Random moaned, rubbing his glossa eagerly against the roof of Lugnut's mouth, and he felt the larger mech shudder in response.

"Nnnnnmmmmm...B-Blitzwing...Ahhhhh..." Lugnut panted, feeling himself heating up all over. Frag, where did Random learn how to kiss so SEXILY, that's what he wanted to know!

The kiss lasted for almost a whole minute, before Random pulled away, grinning hugely as he licked his lips. "How vas zat, Luggy? Zat iz just a taste of vhat me and mein vrothers haff in store for you~!"

"F-Frag! That was...pretty good!" Lugnut gasped for breath, solvant coursing down his jaw in a small stream. Random giggled and leaned in to lick up the solvant, which brought a low moan from Lugnut's vocalizer.

"Ooooooh, you're so TASTY, Luggy!" Random giggled again, then gave Lugnut's lips another lick before he pulled back, and Icy took over once again. "I zee zat you enjoyed zat a lot, Lugnut~"

"P-Primus!!! Where did your crazed side learn how to do that?!" Lugnut demanded, which brought a smile to Icy's lips.

"Oh, you vill zee zat Random izn't ze ONLY vone who knows a few tricks, Lugnut~" Icy purred, causing the other mech to blush hotly. Then, without further ado, he proceeded to show Lugnut just what sort of 'tricks' he was capable of.

To start things off, Blitzwing trailed his hands down to Lugnut's chestplate, and he lightly mapped out the seams located there, occassionally venturing to rub the windows and the gun turrets as well. Lugnut groaned and shuddered slightly, gradually relaxing under the triple-changer's touch. He didn't want to admit it, but this felt pretty good. Blitzwing wasn't half bad, and he was willing to let this continue.

"Nnnnnnmmmmmmm~ B-Blitzwing, ahhhhhh..." Lugnut's sighed as all the tension left his frame, much to Blitzwing's delight.

"I zee zat you are liking zhis, ja?" Blitzwing smiled slightly, leaning in close to brush his chilled lips against the other mech's faceplate in a chaste kiss. "And zhings are only just getting started." He straightened back up, and started to treat Lugnut to a display of rubbing his hands across his own chestplate, tossing his head back and letting his glossa flick out across his lips as the occassional moan or sigh escaped from his vocalizer.

"Mmmmmmmmm...Ahhhhhh...Ooohhhh~ Tell me, Lugnut, are you not entertained by mein little show?" The triple-changer purred, slipping a finger inside his mouth to suck on briefly before removing the digit, now coated with solvant, to trail down his own chassis. "Uuuhhhhnnnnn, oh zat feels so good~"

Lugnut's optic was glued to Blitzwing's every movement, unable to look away for even a second. Primus frag it all, he had no IDEA that Blitzwing could be so sensual and seductive! Despite what he had said earlier about not enjoying himself, he found that he was getting rather turned-on by Blitzwing's display, and it was getting harder and harder to hide his ever-growing arousal. But Lugnut didn't have to announce his arousal to Blitzwing; the German 'Con could clearly feel the larger mech's increasing body temperature between his legs, and he heard the thrum of the cooling fans clicking on within Lugnut's large frame. And if those weren't obvious enough signs, then the barely restrained groans that slipped past Lugnut's lips made things clear as a crystal bell.

"Mmmmmm, oh ja, you're vreally enjoying yourself, aren't you Lugnut?" Blitzwing leaned in close, and brushed his lips against Lugnut's face once more, feeling the other mech tremble slightly in response. "Vould you like to TASTE me, Lugnut?" he purred sexily right into Lugnut's audios.

"Ahhh...t-taste you?" Lugnut gasped out, feeling his frame grow hotter than ever at Blitzwing's words. He was getting so hot in fact, that the ice that was bonding him to the floor was starting to melt, and water was starting to spread out everywhere, but neither 'Con took notice of this.

Blitzwing smiled seductively, then lowered one of his cannons until it was positioned in front of Lugnut's mouth. "Ja, I vant you to taste me, mein oversized compatriot, and I vant you to tell me how much you like it~" He leaned forward a bit, nudging the cannon against Lugnut's lips. "Open vide and say 'Ahhh'..."

Like an obedient sparkling, Lugnut opened his mouth, and Blitzwing slid the tip of his cannon inside, sighing as the warmth of the other mech's mouth enveloped him. "Oooooh, your mouth iz so HOT, Lugnut! Mmmmmmmmmm~ It feels so good, ja..."

Lugnut held the cannon still for a moment, getting used to the feel of the potentially dangerous weapon inside his mouth, before he began exploring the appendage, sliding his glossa around on the outside before tracing the rim, and finally sliding it inside the barrel, wringing a loud moan from the triple-changer's vocalizer. Then, he started to suck on the cannon, liking how the cool metal felt on his glossa. As he sucked, he felt the metal grow colder in response, and he discovered that he rather liked that delicious coldness, and he wanted more of it.

"Ooooooooh... Mein Gott-!!!" Blitzwing gasped with pleasure at Lugnut's administrations, then he moaned even louder as Lugnut drew in more of the cannon into his mouth, sliding his glossa up and down the length of it and poking it down the barrel to tease the inside. "OHHHHHHHHH, OH GOTT!!! UNNNNNNNHHHH!!!" He cried out, tossing his head back and bucking his hips into the other mech's chassis. The vibrations caused by this action shot straight into aching port, and lubricant started to leak out from between the seams to trickle down onto Lugnut's frame. Lugnut groaned as he felt the cool fluid spread out across his burning chassis, and Blitzwing moaned all the louder, for the vibration from Lugnut's groan rocketed straight down his cannon, heightening his own pleasure. At the rate things were going, Blitzwing wondered if he would be able to hold back any longer, and it was only when Lugnut ventured to bite down lightly on the barrel of the cannon that Blitzwing felt his control slip slightly, and he cried out as a small burst of ice fired out of his cannon, right into Lugnut's mouth and freezing the both of them together. Needless to say, Lugnut wasn't pleased about this one little bit.

"Nnnnnnghhhh!" Lugnut grumbled around the cannon, his glossa stuck fast to the lump of ice inside his mouth.

"I'm so sorry about zat," Blitzwing panted, struggling to regain control of himself. It wasn't helping that Lugnut's grumbles were going right down his cannon, which was itching to release another charge of ice from the pleasurable sensation.

Random took over from Icy, and whooped, "Vow! Zat vas CHA-CHA-CHILLING!!! AH-HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

In the back of Blitzwing's processor, where the other two personas resided whenever the other was in play, Hothead and Icy groaned at their insane sibling's attempt at bad comedy.

//Urgh...Random, zat vas AWFUL...// Hothead grunted from one corner of Random's CPU.

//Ja, zat vas a pretty bad pun, even for you.// Icy was inclined to agree, and if he had been able to, he would have slapped a servo to his face at the sheer awfulness of Random's crack remark.

Even Lugnut screwed his optic shut and grunted with disgust. Primus damn that crazy-faced persona of Blitzwing's, making jokes while he was still stuck fast to the cannon in his mouth. He made a mental note to disable Random's mouth as soon as he had use of his arms once again. Providing of course, he DID get free...

Random pouted slightly at all the negative reactions he was getting from everyone. "Oh, I vas only making a funny! Vhy does everyvone haff to be so serious all ze time?"

Lugnut's loud grumble caught Random's attention once more, and he looked down at the purple fanatic and giggled loudly. "Ooooh, I haffn't forgotten about you, Luggy! Don't vorry, I vill get you free!" He chirped happily.

Lugnut didn't even have time to wonder what Blitzwing's crazy side had in mind to get him free, but he soon found out, and his vexed grumbles quickly dissolved into groans of pleasure when Random dove his fingers into the seams on his chestplate and proceeded to rub and fondle the wires underneath, and whenever the triple-changer boldy pinched a particularly sensitive spot, it caused him to buck sharply into the touch. The ice which was bonding him to the ground, already weakened from his rising body temperature, began to crumble and crack. As for the ice in his mouth, it too was gradually melting away, and the water dripped down into the back of this throat, making him cough and splutter. Random could see that if he didn't hurry up, Lugnut's ventilation systems were in danger of getting flooded out with water. He tried jerking back sharply, in the hopes he could pull the cannon loose, but the ice hadn't quite melted enough for him to get himself free, and he only ended up hurting himself as a result.

"Owwie-owchie-ow-owwwww! Zat hurt!" Random winced, squirming about in discomfort as the pain slowly ebbed away. Lugnut coughed again as more water trickled down his throat, and he tried to shake his head from side to side to loosen the ice in his mouth. Random got jerked about as a result, and he groaned at the mixture of pain/pleasure from the larger 'Con's actions. "Oooooooooh!!! Zat...OWCH-!!! Zat hurts soooooo GOOD~ UNNNNNHHHH!!! AHHHHHH!!! OWCH!!!"

Lugnut jerked his head from side to side some more, triggering more yelps and moans from Random's vocalizer, until finally Hothead had had enough, and he took over as dominate personality, and he growled at the purple fanatic, "Vill you stop zat?! You're going to rip mein cannon off!"

Lugnut ceased jerking his head, and narrowed his optic at the angry-faced persona as if to say, 'You have three astroseconds to get rid this ice before I frag your motherboard into glorious oblivion!'

"Stop glaring at me like zat, before I let you sit zhere and vait for ze ice to melt on its own!" Hothead threatened, before he settled into a more comfortable position on Lugnut's chassis. He let out a sigh and grumbled, "Ugh, vhy do I haff to do everyzhing around here? Icy and Random, remind me to FRAG ze both of you for putting me in zhis situation..." Then, still mumbling protests under his intake, and with a vague blush on his features, he proceeded to touch himself, hoping to raise his body temperature enough so that it would be able to melt the ice inside Lugnut's mouth. He felt a bit awkward about this, and it didn't help that Lugnut was watching his every movement, either. He wasn't sure how Icy had been able to touch himself so provocatively earlier, without the slightest sign of embarrassment. Still, if this could free him from Lugnut, then he was willing to give it a shot. With that in mind, he ground himself against Lugnut's frame, tilting his head back as he rubbed both hands up and down his chestplate, small sighs escaping his vocalizer.

"Hhhhhnnnnmmmmm...Unnnnnnnhhhh, slag, zhis feels pretty good~" He murmured, his visor turning a dark shade of red as he offlined the optics behind it. He bit his lip slightly as he eased a finger inside a seam located on his chestplate, feeling pleasure ripple through his circuits as he found a wire and started to tease it. "Ahhhhhhhh~"

As Lugnut watched Hothead, his irritation gradually faded away, and the ice in his mouth was all but forgotten as his former desire for the German mech returned full-force, as Blitzwing's easily-angered persona arched his back like a contented cat, his hands gliding up and down his chestplate, then further down, to touch his interface port.

"U-UUHHHHNNNN! O-Oh slaaaaaaaag," Hothead panted harshly, his entire frame blazing as his fingers made contact with the lubricant that was still trickling out from around the seams on his port. His fingers swirled the fluid around a bit, before he brought them back up to his mouth for an experimental taste. "Mmmmmmmmmm...I taste pretty fragging good~"

The sight of Blitzwing sucking his own lubricant off his fingers was the final clincher for Lugnut. A huge moan erupted from within his chassis and he bit down hard on the ice within his mouth, and, weakened by his rising body temperature, it shattered into pieces, freeing him from Blitzwing. Blitzwing didn't have time to shriek out in pain/pleasure from this action, because a second later, Lugnut gave a massive heave against the ice bonding him to the ground, using every ounce of strength he possessed. The ice gave away with a resounding CRACK, and the next thing the German 'Con knew, he was flat on his back with Lugnut looming over him, pinning him to the ground as he spat out frozen slush left and right before he glared down at the other mech, lying there in a pool of cold water caused by the melting ice.

"Give me a little more warning the next time you feel like shooting off a load of ice in my mouth, you fragger!" Lugnut grated, then he lifted his head and spat out a stray lump of ice, which struck the wall and shattered into pieces.

Blitzwing's faceplate switched back to Icy's, and he replied with the tiniest of pouts, "I said I vas sorry. Vhat more do you vant from me?"

Lugnut returned his gaze back to Blitzwing, and he growled out in a voice that made Blitzwing shiver with anticipation, "I want retribution, Blitzwing. From now on, I'm in control. Is that understood?"

"U-Understood..." Blitzwing gasped out, wondering what the other mech had in mind for 'retribution', as he so put it.

"Good. At least you know your place," Lugnut smirked, then, before Blitzwing could reply, he lowered his head towards Blitzwing's neck, opening his mouth wide to almost entirely encircle the German 'Con's neck, and he bit down on it lightly, with enough pressure to warn Blitzwing that if he ever got it into his processor, he could easily bite off his head. Blitzwing took the hint, and kept as still as possible under the circumstances.

"Vhat do you haff planned for me?" The triple-changer whispered, a million thoughts buzzing through his CPU as he tried to figure out what Lugnut had in store for him. Lugnut rapped at his side with a pincer to silence him, and he bit his lip to contain a moan as the vibration from Lugnut striking him shot through his frame.

"Quiet Blitzwing, you'll find out soon enough," Lugnut spoke directly into his neck seams, causing Blitzwing to gasp aloud at the sensation. Once the other 'Con fell silent, he slowly drew his pincer up and down Blitzwing's chestplate, lightly trailing the seams located there. He felt Blitzwing moan softly, and the mild vibrating sensation was transmitted directly into his mouth. It felt rather pleasant, and he continued to trail his pincer along the seams on Blitzwing's chassis, so he could enjoy the feeling.

"Nnnnmmmmmm, aaaaaaaaahhhhh...L-Lugnut, oooooooooooh..." Blitzwing arched slightly into the touches, wanting deeper contact. "Zat feels so good, oooooohhh..." He gasped loudly as Lugnut worked his pincer inside a seam and rubbed it against the wires located underneath, triggering a fresh burst of pleasure. "OOOOOOOHHH, L-Lugnuuuut...AAAAAAAAHHHHH! Mein Gott...MMMMMMMMMMMMM~"

Seeing Blitzwing responding to his administrations in such an postive manner fueled Lugnut's increasing desire for the German mech, and when Blitzwing reached up and slid his cool fingers inside the seams of his chestplate to fondle the wires inside, Lugnut reacted with a loud moan, which shot straight into Blitzwing's neck, and that drove Blitzwing into a frenzy.

"UUUUHHHNNNNNNN!!! O-OH GOTT!!! LUGNUUUUUUT, OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!" Blitzwing cried out, his temperature plummeting as his arousal soared to new heights. He writhed about in pleasure, and when Lugnut started to swirl his glossa along the seams on his neck, all traces of his cool and collected demeanor flew clear out the room, and moans and pants escaped his vocalizer with wild abandon. "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!! OOOOOHHHHH!!! MEIN GOTT, LUUUUUUGNUUUUUUUUUT, UUUUUUHHHHHNNNNN!!! M-MOOOOOOOORE!"

Lugnut had NEVER seen this side of Blitzwing before, especially not from his dominate and rather frigid persona. Seeing such intense bliss on Icy's features, when he was more used to seeing him all calm, stoic and calculated, came as quite a surprise to the bomber jet. And hearing him cry out like that in such a frenzied state gave him the most delicious thrill ever, and he was tempted to take Blitzwing right then and there on the ground in the freezing puddle of water until the German mech was rendered incoherent. But then he got an even better idea. As revenge for freezing him to the ground and for firing off a blast of ice in his mouth, he would make Blitzwing work for the overload he so clearly desired, have him literally BEGGING to be ravished until he couldn't walk straight for a deca-cycle. It would be the most glorious revenge ever, he thought with a grin of devilish delight.

With that in mind, he promptly released his hold on Blitzwing's neck, got to his feet, and casually strolled over to his berth. For a moment, Blitzwing didn't seem to realize that he had gotten up and left, and he moaned and wriggled about on the floor for a couple seconds longer before it registered in his processor that Lugnut wasn't there anymore.

"HEY! GET BACK HERE, YOU FRAGGER!" Blitzwing shouted as he sprang upright to shoot a dirty look at Lugnut, his hotheaded persona taking over from Icy. "COME BACK HERE AND FINISH VHAT YOU STARTED, OR I VILL CRUSH YOU, CIRCUIT BY CIRCUIT!!!"

Lugnut chuckled slightly, amused at the sight of Blitzwing sitting aft-deep in icy water, glaring daggers in his direction. "No thanks. I don't fancy kneeling in a puddle of cold water just to molest the slag out of you." He added with a smug little grin, "And besides...I was starting to get bored."

Hothead's mouth fell open in shock, which rapidly turned to anger. That fragger! He had some nerve, sitting there with that look of impossible smugness on his faceplate, telling him that he was getting bored with having his way with him! How DARE he show such audacity?! He was sure as slag not going to let that miserable, glitching, oilstained son of a fragger get away with this, no way in the Pit!

"V-VHAT?! YOU...YOU...YOU FRAGGING SHAFT-TEASE!!!" He flung himself furiously at Lugnut, tackling him and pinning him to the recharge bed. "How DARE you say zat! You certainly didn't look bored to me vhen you vere haffing your vay vith Icy!"

Lugnut resisted the urge to smirk at Hothead, and he replied nonchalantly, "I was hoping for a bit more excitement from you, Blitzwing. Our glorious leader Megatron was far more entertaining than you~"

Hothead spluttered incoherently. Now that was the last fragging straw! "YOU...YOU...YOOOOOOOOOU-!!!" He raged, almost going purple with spleen. "YOU VANT EXCITEMENT, ZHEN YOU SHALL HAFF YOUR FILL OF IT!!!" Then, before Lugnut could reply, he seized the purple mech's head in both hands, and smashed his mouth against Lugnut's in a furious kiss. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM-!!!"

Lugnut wasn't prepared for the sheer intensity of Hothead's kiss. He hadn't even expected the red faced mech to kiss him in the first place; he had expected a fist in his face maybe, mixed in with some choice cursewords from the easily-angered persona, but certainly not a kiss, especially a kiss as intense and fiery as this one. His optic flew wide with shock, and when Hothead forced his lips apart with his glossa and snaked the sizzling-hot appendage inside his mouth, his body all but burst into flames as he moaned into the kiss, seizing Blitzwing with both servos to press him even closer to his chassis. Hothead seemed to come to his senses then, and he jerked his head away from Lugnut's, gasping loudly for breath as a strand of solvant connected both mechs to each other in a glistening thread. The connection was broken as Hothead licked his lips nervously, and he stuttered, "F-Frag...I don't know vhat came over me back zhere...I...Oh P-Primus..."

Hothead stammered a bit more, muttering and figiting slightly before falling still, staring at Lugnut with an unreadable expression on his face. Lugnut said nothing to encourage him and sat perfectly still, watching the other mech perched on his chassis, waiting to see what would happen next. The seconds ticked by slowly, then, without warning, Hothead smashed his mouth against the purple giant's once again in a hungry, demanding kiss, grinding his frame against Lugnut's as he slid his hot glossa inside the other mech's mouth to explore it roughly.

"Mmmmmm...Aaaahhhh...Primus damn it all, vhy does zhis feel so dirty and vrong, yet so deliciously GOOD at ze same time?! Uuuuunhhhhhh~" Hothead moaned into Lugnut's mouth, breaking the kiss briefly to glare at the bomber jet mech with an almost accusing look. "You haff infected me vith some crazy virus to make me feel zhis vay, didn't you, you oversized fragger?!"

"Blitzwing, for once in your life-cycle...shut up and just enjoy this!" Lugnut retorted, grabbing the other mech by the waist and reeling him back in for another kiss, delving his glossa inside the hot cavern that was Hothead's mouth. Hothead moaned louder than ever, and just this once, he listened to Lugnut and he allowed himself to enjoy the kiss to its full extent. Both mechs clung to each other so tightly that they left dents in their metal frames as they continued to ravish each other's mouths like mech's gone mad, and their combined body heat skyrocketed clear to the moon. It was a tiny miracle that Lugnut's recharge bed simply didn't melt into a molten heap. Neither mech was willing to back down an inch, but they had to come for air eventually, and Blitzwing was the first to break the kiss, sucking in a much-needed breath to cool his overheating body.

"S-Slag! I'm burning up! Mein Gott, I thought for a moment zat I vas going to start melting!" Hothead panted, running his glossa over his lips in a gesture that Lugnut found increadibly erotic. But before the purple mech could drag Hothead down to claim those lips again, the triple-changer's faceplate switched over to Random, who let out a cackle and said, "Ooooh-hoohoohoo, I agree vith Hothead, zat VAS scorching! Hahahahahaha! And now it iz mein turn now to haff some fun vith you, Luggy! Mein vrothers can't hog you all for zhemselves!"

Lugnut blinked, rather nonplussed at Blitzwing's rather abrupt switch of personalities, but he didn't have time to voice his opinion on the matter, because the next thing he knew, Random was planting hot, if rather enthusiastic kisses all over his face. Lugnut quivered as he felt the insane persona trail his glossa across his jaw and up to his lips, then he nipped lightly at his mouth with his jagged teeth. Through the haze of pleasure that was fogging his CPU, he suddenly remembered that he was supposed to be in control of the situation, so with out further ado he rolled over and pinned Blitzwing underneath him, and the crazy-faced mech tittered excitedly.

"Woo-hoohoohoo, do you haff a treat in store for me, Luggy?" Random purred, bringing a finger to his mouth to suck on.

"I have something in mind, yes." Lugnut brought his face down closer, and his jaw worked its way into something that resembled a grin. Lifting a pincer, he boldy rubbed it against Blitzwing's port, causing the other mech to toss his head back and moan loudly.

"UHHHHNNNNNN!! O-Oooooh, you naughty zhing! Going for ze good stuff so soon?" Random lifted his hips in response to Lugnut's touch, optics flickering with pleasure. Random didn't have much time to say much after that, as the purple and green giant began stroking his pincer roughly over his dripping port, making him toss his head back with a loud, moaning gasp.

"H-HAAAHHHH!! Luggy! Mmmmmmmmmm~!! Uuuhhnnn!" The German 'Con bucked against the pincer on his port, his entire body aching with need. His port sprang open and a rush of lubricant poured out onto Lugnut's pincer. "P-Please...I vant-!!"

"Beg for it, Blitzwing. Tell me how badly you need it..." Lugnut responded in a low-pitched, husky growl as he continued to rub his pincer, now well-coated with lubricant, along the rim of Blitzwing's port. The triple changer keened and arched his hips into the digit on his port, wanting, NEEDING it to be inside him to satisfy the ache that threatened to consume him.

"O-Ohh! Please...I vant it! I vant it so bad-!! P-Please....fuck me, Lugnut! Fuck me vith zat pincer of yours! UUUHHNNN!!" Random howled. Lugnut gasped loudly, because Primus damn it all it was such a slagging turn-on to hear Random talk dirty like that! Without further prompting, he thrusted his pincer deep inside inside Blitzwing's port, and the other mech almost arched completely off the berth as he voiced a screech of ecstasy.

"UUHHHNNNNNNN!! J-Ja!! Oh mein Gott, s-so GOOD!!" Random cried, lifting his hips up to push that pincer in even deeper. He bucked and writhed on the berth as Lugnut began to thrust his pincer in and out of his port roughly, causing him to moan and gibber incoherently with bliss.

Lugnut kept his optic focused on Blitzwing's face as he continued to push his pincer even futher into Blitzwing's dripping port, and as he watched the German mech, his own lust grew, until it reached the boiling point. His port ached abombinably, and he could feel lubricant starting to drip out from the seams. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He had to have Blitzwing...right now!

"Blitzwing!! Unnnffff!! I-In the name of Megatron-!!" Lugnut groaned, suddenly withdrawing his pincer from Blitzwing's port, much to the triple-changer's distress.

"V-Vhat! Neeeeeeeeein, don't stop!" Random squealed. "I -NEED- it! I vant to overload so ba-- vhat are you doing?!" He blurted when Lugnut suddenly seized his waist and flipped him over onto his stomach.

"Open your aft port." Lugnut demanded roughly, scrapping his pincers across said port, making Random arch up with a surprised squeak.

"Y-You vant to go in through ze back door?! Ooooooooooooh, Luggy! How KINKY!!!" Once Random got over his surprise, he was all agog at the thought of taking the bigger mech in his aft.

"I said open up, Primus curse you!" Lugnut panted, seizing Blitzwing's hips as he ground his burning port against the other mech's aft. Blitzwing could feel the hot lubricant from Lugnut's port on his aft, and it sent a delicious lurch through his entire body.

"A-AAAAAAAHH! Mein Gott, h-haff zome patience!" Hothead took over with a growling hiss, glaring at Lugnut over his shoulder. His annoyance blew clear out the room when the much bigger 'Con drew back slightly, and opened his port in a rush of steaming lubricant so he could withdraw his cable. Hothead's optics almost popped out from behind his visor as he glanced down and caught sight of Lugnut's cable, the sheer size of it rendering him speechless.

"M-Mein Gott....zat iz going to be a tight fit." He muttered after a long pause, still staring at the green and purple giant's cable. Lugnut snorted with impatience and grabbed hold of Blitzwing's waist again, and he grated, "I won't tell you a third time....open your fragging aft, or I will have no choice but to use your mouth instead!"

"OOOOOOOH!!! I vouldn't mind zat! HAHAHAHAHAH!!!" Random cackled insanely, crimson optics sliding upwards in a devilish slant as he came back into play. He grinned lasciviously, running his glossa over his jagged teeth, and Lugnut suppressed a groan as he imagined Blitzwing's mouth clamped around his cable, sucking and licking and lapping at his aching shaft, lubricant dripping out the corners of the triple-changer's mouth as he sucked him off. The mere thought was almost enough to send him right into overload, and he made a solemn promise to put Blitzwing's mouth into play on his cable another time, but right now he wanted to feel the German 'Con's aft around his burning length.

"Nnnnghhh! B-Blitzwing...your aft! NOW!!" Lugnut gritted, bucking against Blitzwing's backside again.

"A-Aaahhh! Alvright, alvright! Primus~!!" Icy's persona came back, and he shuddered as he opened his aft port. The cool air ghosted over the exposed wiring, and he trembled slightly as Lugnut gripped his waist and pressed the tip of his burning cable against his port. He didn't even have time to compose himself for the penetration, as Lugnut suddenly thrust himself in all the way with a deep, growling moan.

"UUUUHHHHNNNNN!! Y-You're so slagging TIGHT!" The green and purple giant rasped, pushing himself even deeper into the triple-changer's aft.

"A-AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!! MEIN GOOOOOOOOOTT!!" Blitzwing howled, clawing at the berth as he struggled to adjust to the painful/pleasureable sensation of having the bigger mech's cable deep inside him. He voiced a fresh howl as Lugnut withdrew slightly, then slammed back in, causing him to toss his head back with shriek. "NNNNGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAHHHH!! L-LUGNUT!! O-Oh mein Gott! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!"

Lugnut growled deeply as he pulled out almost all the way out, then rammed himself back in, his single optic shuttering tightly as Blitzwing's aft port clenched down on him like a vise. "UUNNNHHHHH!! I-Is this good enough for you, you fragger? OOOHHHHNNNN!! UUNNNNNNNNFFFFFFF!!"

"J-JAAAAAAAA!! Oh ja, s-so good! UUNNNNNHHHHH!!" Blitzwing keened, the pain all but gone now as intense pleasure bombared his circuits. Sweet Creator of Primus, all the earlier foreplay was nothing compared to this! This is what his body had been craving for, and he willingly surrendered himself to the pleasure as he gasped and moaned raggedly, pushing his hips back to meet with Lugnut's thrusts. Suddenly the giant mech switched their positions, so that he was lying back on the berth with the German 'Con perched on top of him. Blitzwing looked around at Lugnut, wondering what the other mech was trying to get at. He soon got his answer when Lugnut gripped his waist with his pincers again, and growled out, "Ride me..."

Blitzwing groaned deeply, a full body shudder wracking his frame at the terse command. Sweet Primus, the thought of riding the bigger mech was almost enough to send him right into overload. He groaned again and gripped Lugnut's thighs as he gasped. "A-Alvright..." He lifted himself up until only the tip of Lugnut's cable remained within him, then he slammed back down, screeching with ecstasy as the cable went in deep.

"UUHHHHNNN!! Y-Yes! Oh Primus! B-Blitzwing-!!" Lugnut groaned as the German mech repeated the action, loving the way Blitzwing's aft clenched tightly around his cable. And Blitzwing was clearly enjoying the way the other 'Con's cable stretched him out and filled him so wonderfully, and how it seemed to hit every sensor inside his aft port as he rode Lugnut like a runaway bronco.

"UUHHHWAAAAAAAAAHHH!! L-Lugnut!! UUUHHHNNNNNNN! Oh mein GOTT!!! OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!" Icy keened, tossing his head back and howling lustfully, slamming his hips up and down at a frantic pace.

"Z-ZHIS FEELS--!!!" Hothead gasped, taking over from Icy as he lifted himself almost all the way off Lugnut's cable.

"S-SO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!" Random screamed as he slammed his hips back down, his port contracting like crazy around the giant's shaft. "OOOOOHHHHHH LUGGY, ICH LIEBE DICH!!! ICH LIEBE DIIIIIIIIIICH!!!"

Lugnut had no idea what Blitzwing was screaming at the top of his vocals, seeing as he didn't understand a word of German, but hearing another language coming out of the triple-changer's mouth was a HUGE turn-on, and he moaned and growled with bliss as he seized the other mech's hips with his pincers and began to pound into Blitzwing's aft like a demented jackhammer, thus fueling Blitzwing's screeches of ecstasy. Blitzwing howled and keened and shrieked and cursed as he was completely overwhelmed with raw carnal passion. More German phrases, mostly curses from Hothead, others apparently endearments from Random, spilled from the jetplane/tank's vocalizer to mingle with the thunderous and rhythmic CLANG-CLANG-CLANG-CLANG noises of their interfacing. They were getting so LOUD in fact, that it was a wonder that Megatron, or the Autobots, or even Starscream all the way up there on the Moon, didn't come running to investigate where the slag all that racket was coming from.

"UUUHHHHNNNNNN!! B-Blitzwing!! Haaaaaaaaahhhhh!!" Lugnut growled, his entire frame dripping with condensation as he continued to pound into Blitzwing's aft. He could feel the lubricant from the German 'Con's other port sliding down his legs in rivulets, and the sensation drove him buck wild.

"O-Oooohhhhh!! Blitzwing, f-finger your port! UUUHHHHHHNNNNNNN!! Finger it NOW!!!"

Blitzwing didn't even think twice about it, and he immeadiately plunged two fingers up to the hilt inside the raging inferno that was his port, and he let out a wild scream, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHNNNN!! O-Oh Lugnuuuuuuuuut! J-JAAAAAAAAAAAA!! S-SO FRAGGING GOOD!!" The triple-changer began to thrust his fingers in and out at a rapid pace, matching Lugnut's pace easily. The sensation of having both ports stimulated drove the German mech to all new heights of ecstasy, and before he knew it overload swallowed him up in a blazing white embrace.

"A-A-AAAAAAAAAAAHNNNNNNNNN OH GOTT!!! LUGNUUUUUUUUT!!!" Blitzwing arched his back, optics flickering shut as he screamed out his overload, lubricant gushing from his port to coat his hand, his thighs, Lugnut's legs, the berth underneath them, and the floor as it dripped over the sides of said berth. Lugnut gasped roughly as Blitzwing's aft port clamped down on him like a vise, and he ROARED as he bucked into Blitzwing's aft for the final time before his overload exploded free, his hot lubricant filling up Blitzwing's aft until it was overflowing and dripping out around his shaft and down his soaking legs to mingle with the massive puddle forming around his aft and on the floor. "UUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHNNNNNNNNN!!! B-BLITZWING!!! FRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG!!!"

Both 'Cons continued to buck and writhe against each other, drawing out their overloads for as long as possible, then with a loud, joint groan of exhaustion they both flopped back onto the berth, still connected to each other as they gasped and panted raggedly for cool air. They totally ignored the fact that they were both covered with their combined fluids as they basked in the wonderful afterglow that followed their overload, the both of them sated and content.

Random, who was currently in play, began to purr quietly. Lugnut couldn't help but enjoy that lulling sound, and he lazily brought up a massive arm and wrapped it around Blitzwing's waist. Random seemed to appreciate the surprisingly affectionate gesture, and he purred even louder as he reached up and wrapped an arm around the purple and green mech's neck. "Mmmmmmmm...zat vas so GOOD, Luggy~"

"Mmmmmm...I have to agree with you. That DID feel pretty slagging good." Lugnut murmured. "I just hope you're not feeling horny anymore, because I don't think I could go another round with you today."

Blitzwing changed over to his Icy persona and gave a soft, contented chuckle. "Nein, I am feeling so much better, thanks to you." He shifted his position slightly so he could look up at Lugnut, and he smiled quietly. The giant mech felt his face turn warm at that smile, and he mumbled. "You're welcome..."

"So...after all of zat, vhat vould you say if I vanted to do zhis again vith you sometime, Lugnut?" Icy inquired, making the larger 'Con blush even harder.

"I...ah...I actually wouldn't mind....doing it with you again." Lugnut waffled. "You were actually a pretty good lay, Blitzwing."

"I had better been a fragging good lay, you slagger!" Hothead grumbled, snuggling against the bigger mech's frame. Lugnut sighed and would have rolled his optic if he could, and he lay back in silence for a few seconds before speaking again. "Ah, Blitzwing?"

"Mmmm, ja?" Icy's calm tones answered back.

"Er...what was that you were yelling back there when we were doing it?"

"I shouted a LOT of zhings, Lugnut. You'll haff to be be more specific."

"Er...it was something your crazy-faced side kept yelling over and over. 'Itch Ditch' or whatever the slag it's called..."

"It's 'Ich Liebe Dich', and...vell, it means 'I love you' in German." Icy confessed, the faintest blush lighting up his blue cheeks.

Lugnut's optic almost popped out of his head and he sat up straighter. "Blitzwing...what? You...I mean....what?"

"Ja...it iz true, Lugnut." Icy murmured. "I haff had....feelings for you from very far back. But I knew zat I didn't stand a chance, not vhen Megatron vas around. Mein Gott, vhy or how I developed zhese feelings for you in ze first place, I vill never know, but I learned to squash zhem back, so you vould never know about zhem. I vould vrather haff continued to keep zhem a secret, but Random had to be a motor-mouth and blurt out everyzhing..."

Lugnut was drowning in a sea of confusion. Like Blitzwing had said, he had absolutely no inkling that the triple changer had feelings for him. He had always been too busy worshipping Megatron to pay much attention to the other Decepticons anyway. And besides, the triple-changer hadn't exactly made his feelings blindingly obvious to the purple and green fanatic. How was HE to know about his weird little crush on him?

"Er...how long did you say exactly that you, ah...?"

"Oh, you mean mein feelings for you? Hmmmm...I vould haff to say zat I started haffing a crush on you roughly about two million zolar cycles ago, but I knew zat you vould never look mein vay, so after a vhile, mein feelings just...got buried." Icy replied with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders. "But vhen you....kissed me, I guess you must haff....revived mein veird crush for you, Lugnut. I started haffing all zhese veird dreams about you,and...vell...to put it bluntly zhose dreams got me so unbearably HORNY."

"Erm, yeah. You mentioned that earlier," Lugnut mumbled, his faceplate growing hot.

There was a moment's silence, then Blitzwing spoke up again. "Lugnut?

"What is it, Blitzwing?"

"Vould you be villing to...give me a chance?"

"A...a chance?" Lugnut blinked.

"Ja, a chance vith me. I know I am nothzhing like Megatron, and I never vill be. But...in ze name of Primus I just can't get OVER mein feelings for you." Blitzwing looked up at him with the smallest of pouts. "I care about you, Lugnut. More zhan you can ever imagine. Every time ve vent out on missions together, it made me happy, even zhough most of ze time ve vould argue and exchange blows vhenever ve got into a disagreement over somezhing. But zat didn't change mein feelings for you in ze slightest." Here Blitzwing paused to compose his thoughts, then he continued, almost imploringly, "I know zat Megatron iz ze most important figure in your life, but...could you find room for me in your life too, Lugnut?"

Although Lugnut was no great thinker, he took the triple-changer's words into serious consideration. Like Blitzwing had said, the great and glorious Megatron WAS the most important figure of his life; he would go to the Pit and back if the Decepticon leader had commanded him to do so. And right from the beginning, he had the biggest crush on Megatron, quite similar to Blitzwing's own crush on him. But while he had obsessed over Megatron, he hadn't figured on somebody actually having FEELINGS for him, just like Blitzwing did. Megatron himself wouldn't allow his own personal feelings to dominate him; he had other, far more important things to consider besides caring for how others might feel about him. That was just Megatron's way. But Blitzwing...although Blitzwing couldn't even begin to compare to the greatness of Megatron, he was willing to show that he cared, even if his methods of displaying those feelings were a little...unusual, to say the least.

But the big question that was on Lugnut's processor was this: SHOULD he take a chance with Blitzwing? There could be benefits, as well as downsides, to taking such a chance with the German triple-changer. And what about Megatron? He still had feelings for the Decepticon leader, after all. But....and that was a pretty big BUT...he knew that if he even openly confessed to the tyrant about how he felt for him, he doubted that Megatron would feel the same way, or ever return his feelings. To him, Lugnut was merely a soldier, a follower of his cause, someone who would fight for him...and go offline for him. Blitzwing, on the other servo, would make no great demands of sacrifice on his behalf. Slag, he would probably be just content to get some interface action from him once a week in return for nothing. And Blitzwing did tolerate him better than some other 'Cons did; most would have grown sick of him constantly spouting praise for Megatron within the first week. And he DID tolerate the German tri-schizophrenic better than a LOT of 'Cons would have. His three-way personalities were confusing and usually put off nearly everybody besides him (which he endured with the barely restrained urge to knock him unconcious so he could get him to shut up), and Megatron (who put up with it just by merely ignoring the vastly contrasting personalities). And despite being practically three mechs in one body, Blitzwing was an intelligent, calculating, and a formidable (if slightly unstable) fighter on the battlefield. They went far back, had shared many victories together, as well as enduring several losses together, but through it all they stuck side-by-side together, all in the name of the proud Decepticon race; Blitzwing was probably the closest thing to a friend the green and purple giant ever had. Could he find it in his spark to offer some tiny shred of 'more-than-just-comrades-in-arms-and-somewhat-friends' feelings feelings for the German mech?

"Ah....Blitzwing?" Lugnut asked slowly, hesitantly. Blitzwing shifted himself around so he can look the giant straight in the optic, and he whispered, "Ja?"

"I've...thought about it, and...well, although you could never be like the glorious Megatron, I do realize...there are some things about you that even our great and brilliant leader can't compare to." The green and purple giant admitted.

Now THAT really rocked Blitzwing right down to his very spark. He never thought he would be online to see the day that Lugnut would actually confess that there were some things about Megatron that couldn't compare to another, less important mech. But before he could even voice his opinion, or his surprise on the matter, the bomber jet continued, "You and I have a certain...closeness with each other that I could only dream to share with our wise and great Megatron. True, we have had our squabbles and disagreements, but...you stayed by my side, through thick and thin. I was a bit...closed-minded not to have realized how important our....friendship has meant to me."

"Is zat...all I am to you? Just a friend?" Blitzwing couldn't explain why Lugnut's words made his spark flutter so unhappily within his chassis, but the other mech clearly wasn't finished yet.

"You have your faults, but you also have good qualities that make up for those faults, and you are, ah...more tolerant of my constant praising of Megatron than other mechs. And you are a powerful fighter, which I also admire. You're a Decepticon like no other, Blitzwing. And...after some serious consideration....I think I might be willing to take that chance with you."

"Y-You vill?" Blitzwing's optics grew wide with astonishment, then they grew even wider as he felt the bigger mech place a pincer on his hip, gently rubbing the seams there. He shivered slightly at the sensation, but kept his gaze on Lugnut's face. He looked absolutely serious about this.

"Who else but you, besides Megatron that is, could be so tolerant of me, Blitzwing?" Lugnut murmured. "I'm willing to give this a try, to see how it turns out. Who knows? Maybe...I might end up liking it."

"Oooooh Luggy! You haff made me so happy! Ich liebe dich!" Blitzwing's Random side burst free, with both optics leaking with tears of joy, and he flung both arms around Lugnut's neck and hugged him tight. The giant blushed heatedly, but didn't pull away. Then Random moved in to kiss him on the mouth, and Lugnut was willing to return it. He held the German mech close to his chassis, just savouring the feel of those smooth metal lips on his. It was the most glorious of sensations.

After a moment of just kissing and holding each other, the purple giant pulled away from the embrace, and added, "Of course, I still intend on having my glorious interfacings with our brilliant leader once every deca-cycle, Blitzwing. That won't be a problem, will it?"

"Oh nein, nein! Zat vouldn't be any trouble at all!" Random giggled gleefully, before Hothead took over and grumbled, "But if you so much as utter Megatron's name vhen it's MEIN turn vith you, zhen I vill kick your gigantic aft from here all ze vay back to Cybertron!"

Lugnut suppressed a snort at that little comment. "I'll try and restrain myself, alright? Would that make you happy?"

"Ja, it vould. But make VONE little slip and I VILL hand your aft over to you on a plate!" Hothead tried to hide a smile by scowling at the bigger mech, but the corner of his lips kept tugging upwards, betraying his true feelings. Lugnut allowed a snort of somewhat amusement to slip free, but he managed a smile as well. Then as if by some unspoken command the two 'Con's leaned forward to kiss each other again.

However, their little moment was interrupted suddenly when Lugnut's door slid open, and the Decepticon leader stepped through the threshold in full rant-mode. Apparently, he had come to investigate why his two followers hadn't shown their faces all day, and he was clearly not in one of his better moods.

"What in the name of the AllSpark have you been two doing all day, you useless malfunctions!? There is important work to be done, and you two are just lazing about and delaying my important plans...!!" Megatron's tirade suddenly died away as he froze and REALLY took in the scene that was before him. He literally GAWKED at the sight of Lugnut and Blitzwing looking over at him with deer-caught-in-the-headlights expressions on their faces, the smaller German mech still connected to the purple and green giant by said giant's interface cable, and the both of them had liberal amounts of lubricant smeared all over their legs and thighs and on the berth itself. There was also a questionably large puddle of cold water on the floor (which was all that was left of Icy Blitzwing's earlier ice-beam attack on Lugnut), and there were also signs that a scuffle had taken place, judging from the dented locker on the floor with its various items scattered here and there.

The room was as silent as an abandoned graveyard as the leader of all Decepticons stood there in Lugnut's doorway, and Lugnut and Blitzwing were as still as two statues, waiting with slight apprehension for Megatron to make some form of reaction to what he was seeing. Finally, Megatron blinked and shook his head slowly, as if coming out of a deep trance, and he said. "....What in the name of the unholy Pit have you two been DOING to each other?!"

Both Lugnut and Blitzwing hastened to explain their...odd position to the tyrant:

"Ahh...well, it's like this, O wise and brilliant-"

"Zhis...I know zhis looks odd to you, mein Lord, but-"

"Uuugh, it was a rhetorical question, you fools." Megatron grimaced at the pair. "It's blindingly obvious to even the most thick-bolted moron just WHAT you two have been doing. Just...get yourselves cleaned up and report to your duties at once, before I take the both of you offline."

"Yes, my liege! As you command, O grand and glorious one!" Lugnut practically leaped off the berth, totally forgetting that Blitzwing was on his chassis AND still connected to him via his interface cable. Blitzwing yelped loudly as he was unceremoniously thrown off of Lugnut, flinching as the giant's cable was removed from his port in a slightly painful manner. Not at all pleased, the hotheaded side of Blitzwing stuck out his leg and tripped the bigger 'Con, who went down with a terrific BANG onto the ground, sending up a large splash as he fell right into the frigid puddle of water. All Hell broke loose as Lugnut sought retaliation for Hothead's little stunt, and before long the two were engaging in an all-out tussle on the floor, splashing water everywhere as shouts and curses filled the room.

"Trip me, will you?! You no-good slagger, take that!"

BIFF!! SOCK!!

"YAAGH!! Zat vas a low blow, you motherfragger! Take zhis!"

POW!! WHAP!!

"OOOCCHHH!! Right in my fraggin' optic! Try this on for size!"

WHACK!! SPANK!!

"A-AAAAAAAAHHHH!! How dare you spank me?! You fragger!" There was the distinctive sounds of Blitzwing changing his faceplates, then Random's insane giggle rang out, "Oooohhhh, zat iz so KINKY!! Spank me again, Luggy! Hahahahahahaha!!"

"W-What?! No way, that happened by accident! I'm not going to give you the satisfaction--HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! DON'T YOU DARE--!!"

SPANK!!

"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!! HOW DARE YOU SPANK ME, YOU WALKING MALFUCTION?!"

"Whoo-hoohoo! If you are not going to spank me, zhen I vill spank YOU! Hahahahahahaah!!"

"Oh, that slagging tears it! Wait till I get my servos on you, you triple-faced maniac--!!"

"Oooh, vhy so angry? I vill calm you down, hahahahahaha!!!"

"MMMMMMMMWAAHH!!"

"ACCCCCCKKKFFFFFFTT!! YOU SLAGGER, HOW DARE YOU HAVE THE BRASS BOLTS TO KISS ME RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF A FIGHT?!"

"Oh shush, you LIEBE it! Hohohohohohoho!!! Besides, vhy should ve make var vhen ve can make LOVE instead?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!"

Incoherent spluttering filled the room before Lugnut could find his voice again. "Y-You--!! You're UNBELIEVEABLE sometimes, Blitzwing!"

"Hahahahahahahaha!! Just shut up and kiss me alvready!"

"........Oh to slag with it!"

The sounds of struggling ceased and was immeadiately replaced with intense making-out sounds as both Lugnut and Blitzwing flung themselves at each other as if they were enemies and proceeded to ravish each other's mouths, their former argument totally forgotten.

Somebody else was also totally forgotten in the midst of all of this kerfuffle. Megatron, having witnessed the entire thing, slapped both servos over his face and growled, "I am SURROUNDED by idiots...."


FINI (OR REALLY? *thunder crash* >8D)