Title: Mechanical Power

Author: Enide Dear

Pairing: Lozoo

Rating: Nc-17

Summary: All is fair in war and sex!

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They stopped the motorbikes for a few minutes to stretch their legs and get the dust out of their eyes. The wastelands surrounding Midgard seemed endless sometimes.

Kadaj sighed and stretched his arms over his head, his eyes lost in the distance, but Yazoo looked uncomfortable as he killed his engine.

"Loz, it's doing it again." His voice was a bit cramped. "I thought you said you fixed it."

"I thought I had." Loz frowned and stared at his long-haired brother's bike. "I can take a look at it now, if you want me to."

"What are you two talking about now?" Annoyed, Kadaj twisted on the saddle.

"It's my bike. It's…vibrating again." Yazoo made a strained face.

"So what? Mine is to. Is it dangerous?" Kadaj frowned.

"No." Loz spread his hands. "I've been checking the bikes every night. Nothing is wrong with them. Maybe a few screws are coming a bit loose, but I fasten them hard. There's no danger. Maybe you two are just a bit too light for the machines. Mine is fine."

"Then what is the problem, Yazoo?" Kadaj seemed even more testy than usually.

"It's just…" a faint blush crept up on Yazoo's cheeks. "It's…distracting. Mmm. Very distracting."

"Well, you'll just have to endure it. I'm not calling of searching for Mother because you can't drive a motorbike without getting a boner." Yes, Kadaj was definitely snappy today. The Remnant leader kick started his bike. "Let's go!"

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When they stopped for the night, Yazoo was flustered and his lithe body was trembling slightly although barely from exhaustion. They parked the bikes and Kadaj went inside the tiny shed, not sparing his brothers a glance.

Yazoo's green eyes burned with an almost frightening hunger as Loz took out his toolbox and approached him.

"Um, Yazzie? You'll have to stop the engine and get off the bike if I'm to check it." Loz shook his head.

Yazoo didn't move from the purring, vibrating machine. He wet his lips, gaze roaming all over Loz.

"Fuck me." His eyes shone so lewdly it was almost an order. "Now. On the bike. Mother-forsaken vibrations…" Whatever cool and composed demeanor Yazoo usually had was gone, literally rubbed away by hours of having his cock pressed against the humming machine.

Loz was on him in a heartbeat, tearing off the long leather jacket as Yazoo whined and grabbed for him, holding him down to kiss him and cling to the larger frame with something akin to desperation. His pants were pushed down as far as they would go without him leaving the bike. Strong hands bent him forward over the machine and he whined as a finger smeared with engine grease started probing him.

"No Gods-damned foreplay, Loz! I've gotten that all day…." Yazoo never swore, never begged, never turned down foreplay – Loz almost smirked. This was more the way he liked it. With the long legs caught on either side of the vibrating bike and that gorgeous ass all spread out before him and Yazoo begging to be fucked, it wasn't as if he was going to argue. Yazoo cried out in pure, wanton bliss when Loz put up a ruthless pace, pushing back as much as he could to get more inside him. The bike was still humming under him and after an entire day of that it was just too much, too much…he came with a scream and a clench that made Loz swear and thrust forward, almost pushing Yazoo over the bikes handles as he came as well.

They leaned breathlessly over the bike for a while, Loz caressing up and down the lithe back in front of him, Yazoo shivering as the last of the arousal ran out of him.

"Mother, I needed that." He finally groaned and sat up, smiling faintly at Loz. "This is getting far too distracting."

"I'll take a look at the bike," Loz promised and kissed him, watching with some amusement as his long-haired brother walked a bit stiff-legged off the bike and towards the shed. Wiping of the bike's saddle with a rag, he whistling took out the tools again, carefully tightening the saddle's screws before going to Kadaj's bike. So his youngest brother was still fighting it, was he? Loz smirked to himself. Well, they'd see about that after tomorrows ride over those gravel fields.

Very carefully, he loosened the screws just half a twist more….

TBC