Hotshot: This...this is my new OT3...It's not my fault, I swear. So...enjoy!(PS: No smut because I wrote this before the whole tumblr thing and Im too scared to put smut into it and I dont feel like adding it to this but be assured...there will be more where this came from)


Summary: Hotshot gets a little…tangled up when he goes after Thrust and Sideways.
Pairing: Sideways/Thrust/Hotshot
Warnings: Uh...bondage. No smut though


The first thing that Hotshot noticed when he came to was something wrapping around his wrists and arms, holding them above his head. The second thing was that there was something wrapped around his peds and legs, spreading them. He racked his processor, trying to remember all that happened and how he got into this position- until finally, he remembered.

He remembered following after Thrust, and later Sideways, with Wheeljack and then Starscream joined were these…bug like things that were attacking them and he fell through the floor with Wheeljack shouting after him…

His optics snapped on and he could see vague shapes all around him. He tilted his head up so the light of his optics would illuminate his arms and wrists and he could see tendrils of some type wrapped around them. He guessed that the same could be said for his legs and peds.

He gave the tendrils a experimental tug and they just tightened their grip on him.

"You're not getting out of this one, Hotshot." The deep voice of Sideways came from in front of him, making Hotshot look quickly. Pink optics regarded him from the near complete darkness and he could feel dread settle within his spark.

The other mech walked closer until he was just inches away from Hotshot. The younger mech tried to get free but it was no use. The tendrils holding them wouldn't give and he knew that he was absolutely fragged.

"I can see why you had taken a liking to this autobot." a second voice sounded and Hotshot felt his body stiffen.

Frag, Thrust.

Today was not his day.

A sudden touch on his leg made him jolt and with a glance, he could barely make out Thrust's weird finger. Then Sideways was closer, slipping in between his legs, panel pressing against his.

"Do you think he will be able to handle both of us at the same time?" Thrust hummed, letting his fingers trail up his leg, his thigh and then to his chest.

"No." Sideways shook his head. "For now, we'll take turns taking him."

Hotshot swallowed when he heard those words.

His port is going to be so sore by the end of this…and he was afraid of how much trouble he's going have with walking…