1 Stellar Cycle Anniversary: Swindle Edition
"Hey, babe," Lockdown wrapped his hooked arm around his lover's waist.
"Hey, Locky," Swindle purred into the ear of his favorite bounty hunter.
"Happy 1 stellar cycle anniversary," the green and black mech pulled his lover closer to him.
"Oh, it will be happy," the purple and tan merchant smirked.
"Oh really?" Lockdown asked.
"Of course, but it's a surprise," Swindle teased, running a digit across Lockdown's bottom lip, then traced circles on his chasis, slowly moving down.
Lockdown let a moan escape his lips as he clutched Swindle's aft harder.
"But…. That's enough for now," Swindle got up and swayed his hips seductively making Lockdown huff in disappointment.
"Hey, babe, you've got an order fro-" Lockdown dropped his cube fill of energon when he turned to look at Swindle; his lover was on his own table, one leg crossed the other, biting his lip…. In a Japanese school girl uniform. Result: A typhoon of blood from Lockdown's nose.
"Yes, Lockdown…. Sensei?" Swindle slurred in a sexual tone.
"S-Swindle? What are ya-"
"I needed help on an assignment, Sensei, sorry to bother, but can you help me?" Swindle hopped on Lockdown's lap, running his servos all around his lover's chasis.
"Of- Of course," Lockdown's faceplate became red every time Swindle said, 'Sensei.'
"Good. I'm testing out ways to make two people overload without…. Touching each other," Swindle smiled, "would you like to see my method?"
"Ye- yes," Lockdown whispered.
Swindle sat on his own desk and spread his legs open, removing his port cover.
Lockdown began heating up, and his cooling fans kicked in.
"And remember, no touching!" Swindle giggled as he licked two digits.
He put those two digits in his port, pulling out, pushing in, arching his back as he moaned.
"LOCKDOWN! L-Lo-Lockdown!" Swindle moaned.
Lockdown's codpiece began heating up as he heard the pleasured moans from his "student", with lubricant staining his chair.
Lockdown stood up, but was stopped by Swindle.
"I said no touching… but… this is my first try on my experiment, so, mistakes are acceptable right, Sensei?" Swindle teased sucking on a digit.
"Of course," Lockdown purred.
"Good."
Swindle put his legs on Lockdown's shoulders, wrapped them around his neck, and pulled Lockdown's face to his port.
Lockdown's glossa flicked in and out, licking his lover's thighs, and stroking the hard -yet wet- cables inside his lover.
They were both overloaded, lying on the floor.
"S-so, what grade would you give me, Sensei?" Swindle giggled.
"An A plus," Lockdown pulled his lover closer to him.
"Happy 1 stellar cycle anniversary," Swindle's optics flicked on and off.
"Indeed, and one thing," Lockdown smiled.
"What?"
"I love you."