"Drill Boy did you get a lot of sleep last night?" Dumpson asked as the orange mech for the fifth time didn't respond to an attack and landed flat on his back in the practice field.
"N-no…" Drill Boy responded as he was helped up, groaning from the soreness in his valve. When he woke up it was a pleasant ache but now it was pulsing uncomfortably and he was exhausted from the multiple overloads that both Shadowmaru and Deckerd gave him. "C-can I have the day off?"
Dumpson sighed at his meekness, "I can't make that decision but I'll let yo have a small nap until training is over. How about that?"
Drill Boy grinned sleepily, "Thank you Dumpson!" he mewed before promptly passing out on the bench.
Dumpson merely shook his head and folded his arms across his chest, oblivious of what had happened the night before.
"Duke can you store these for me?" Deckerd asked as he lifted up a small stack of reports.
"Sure Deckerd." The knight replied and took the offered paperwork, standing from his chair and walking off to the filing cabinet nearby.
The blue mech watched the red mech for a second but his view was soon blocked by a purple form taking Duke's chair.
"Can I help you Shadowmaru?" Deckerd asked, focusing on the ninja.
"Yeah." Shadowmaru grunted, staring coldly at the officer mech, "You can do Drill Boy and I a favor and stick to your own bitch." At this he motioned back to the red and white form of Duke with a jabbed thumb in the general direction of the mech. "Drill Boy is mine."
"Oh?" Deckerd mused, "I didn't realize you and Drill Boy had a thing going." His optics brightened a bit in good humor, "He certainly doesn't."
"I'll clear that up soon with him but in the meanwhile you keep your grubby little hands off him. Am I clear?" Shadowmaru threatened, twisting his form just enough to show off the pointed stars he had tucked away on his person.
"Crystal." Deckerd said with an even tone. "But if you threaten me again I'll have you locked down in sub-level three for a few days in isolation." He leaned back in his seat to show off his pistol hold mounted on his side, arms folded casually. "Am I clear?"
Shadowmaru snorted and slipped his form from the chair, changing into his canine mode and trotting off. Deckerd watched him go wearily from the corner of his optics.
"You okay, Deckerd?" Duke asked as he sat back down.
Deckerd focused on the other mech and sighed. "Yeah…"
Drill Boy whined as he was poked continuously and he powered his optics online to see Gunmax smirking down at him.
"Hey baby." He cooed in English.
"Let me sleep, Gunmax." Drill Boy whined and rolled over- right off the bench and onto the ground with a startled yelp.
"Elegant." Gunmax grinned and Drill Boy threw a soccer ball at him in spite. "Seriously, c'mon kid. You're done here in the training, Dumpson told me, now I have to teach you to improve your aim but you know I really don't feel like it so let's go back inside, yeah?" He knelt down next to the younger mech and poked him in the shoulder again but Drill Boy just swatted at him.
"If we're done here then go away! Let me sleep." Drill Boy groused and rolled under the bench into the shade.
Gunmax shrugged nonchalantly. "Suit yourself but I was thinking of playing a few games instead." He cooed, having overheard Deckerd telling Duke about Drill Boy and his romp with the mech early that morning.
After a moment, Drill Boy poked his head out. "What kind of games?"
The visored mech leaned down close, "Special games." He purred and Drill Boy's optics widened.
"I…I-!"
Gunmax cupped the mech's face and teased their lips together, Drill Boy whining and licking at the other's lips desperately. He knew he was sore and shouldn't delve into that sort of activity but his body demanded it…craved it and he just couldn't say no.
Their glossa played together for a brief while before Gunmax cooed, "Come out and play baby."
Drill Boy scrambled out and the green mech grabbed him and hoisted him up quickly, sitting him on the bench before straddling the orange mech's hips excitedly. He ground his panel against the other mech's and Drill Boy quickly wrapped his arms around Gunmax's neck as he arched up into the touch with a delicious moan that teased the American bot's audios like feathering touches.
Gunmax pulled their lips apart and grinned victoriously, Drill Boy whining at the lack of touch and rubbed their chests together to compensate. "Now Drill Boy I know you've been using your valve with the other mechs," he chastised and the orange mech wibbled at being scolded gently, "But you have a spike as well and it needs to be put to good use…" the green mech continued before leaning back and slid his panel away to reveal his moistening valve, "On mechs who deserve it."
Gunmax teased his own valve with a finger and moaned shamelessly and Drill Boy could only stare like a deer caught in headlights before nodding quickly, "Uh huh!" He said smartly and clicked his panel away…and paused. "Wh…what do I do though?" His face flushed in embarrassment and his shoulders hunched up in shame.
The green mech patted a cheek affectionately to cheer him up. "Search your processors for a file…it should be there." he nuzzled the mech and licked his other cheek, "Activate it."
Drill Boy powered his optics offline and searched desperately for that file- gasping and squirming as his valve suddenly dried up and his spike sprang forth from his body, pressurized and ready for action. Gunmax watched in fascination before grinning wide.
"Oh…good boy, Drill Boy." The visored mech praised before gripping the newly gained spike and stroking it lovingly, Drill Boy crying out and gasping in surprise and at the new sensations running through him.
Gunmax chuckled as the orange mech moaned and pulled his hand free before the mech could overload, "Okay, okay don't get too ahead of yourself. We-" He was cut off with a gasp when Drill Boy growled at the loss and shoved the green mech down to the ground.
Drill Boy forced Gunmax's legs open and over his shoulders before his spike was shoved into the green mech's valve, Gunmax crying out and moaning heedlessly. "Oh yeah baby! Nice and hard!"
Drill Boy was too far gone in his pleasures to do otherwise and it wasn't too long before both overloaded simultaneously. The orange mech slumped over the green mech exhausted and Gunmax laid there panting, grinning in victory before a shadow loomed over him and his face fell.
Uh-oh.
Green optics accented by a purple helm glared down at him and Gunmax knew he was going to pay dearly.
His last thought was that it had been so worth it.
Drill Boy woke up on his back groggy and sated. It took him a while to realize he was back in his room h shared with McCrane and he bolted upright, remembering Gunmax. He looked down at himself and was relieved to find himself cleaned up and proper.
"Hello Drill Boy." A voice greeted and the orange mech looked over to the the side of the room to see the blue mech sitting on his own berth, polishing his shotgun. "Nice to see you up. You were sleeping for a long time."
Drill Boy searched for an answer. "Well uh- I was b-busy last night and then training…" he said lamely and McCrane looked up briefly at him from his handiwork.
"'Busy'?" he wondered and the orange mech stiffed guiltily. "You need to stop with those late night soccer games. You could hurt someone. You know some humans like to sneak onto the HQ's property."
Drill Boy's slumped in relief and he lowered his head to hide his grin, "Yes McCrane." he sighed.
"We're doing patrol tomorrow so don't do anything tiring tonight." McCrane said as he stored away his weapon and stood up, brushing himself off briefly. "I expect you to be fully charged and ready for anything come the first rays of the sun." he looked at the orange mech and the mech nodded back to the blue mech, determined and that seemed to ease the other mech slightly.
"I'm off to do reports now." McCrane said after a pause of the two just looking at each other. "Stay out of trouble." he said in a flat tone before turning and walking out of the room, the door closing shut behind him.
Drill Boy waited until he couldn't hear the mech's footsteps before falling back onto his berth with a loud sigh and erupted into maniacal laughter. He was so sly!