Even more ranting. I'm running out of things to put into these things. Oh I know! I scared little children and even some kids my age last night. I love Halloween. What ever happened to Devil's night? Please review. I'm fragile.
"A slave?" Megatron thought to himself. "That's not possible. She would have told me. She trusts me."
Megatron overheard the rest of the conversation. He wasn't too pleased. He might as well get up. He sat up. Rattrap and Dinobot both passed out in the corner. They had Samantha between them. Rattrap twitched a little, Dinobot moved to get comfortable again, Samantha slightly moaned. Megatron wanted to get out of there as soon as he possibly could. He moved over to Rattrap and started to lightly shake him. Rattrap was one of those hard people to wake up once he was in a deep sleep. Megatron gave up trying to move him and reached for Samantha. He got a sword to the throat.
"Morning Megatron. You had a good sleep I trust."
"Would you mind moving that thing from my neck."
"What do you plan on doing with Samantha? Tell me that first."
"If you must know, I'm taking her back to the base and never letting her outside again. Well, maybe I'll let her out but not around here. Not anymore."
"Alright then." Dinobot licked Rattrap's cheek. "Time to get up."
Rattrap slowly opened his eyes. The very first thing he saw was Megatron looming over him.
"AH! What the hell!" Rattrap fell backwards. Dinobot looked at him amused. Rattrap got back up and hit Megatron across the face. "What do you think you're doing? Staring at me like that. Sicko."
"Rattrap, get back here. Sit down and just shut up. This is about Samantha not you. Get used to it. Stop being such a bitch."
"Then I guess I wont bend over for you anymore."
"Okay, didn't need to know that, no." Megatron covered his ears. "Can I just take her home now or are you planning on ruining my mind further?"
"How about further." Dinobot started to mess with Rattrap under the blanket. It wasn't that that was bugging Megatron. It was the facial expressions.
"Okay. Give her to me. I'm not going to stand here and watch you two play with each other."
"Wait a nanoclick Megatron. You'll need this." Dinobot handed over a vile of green gel.
"What is it?"
"You've been out for a while now, Samantha caught something while you slept and she needs this put on her throat everyday till she get better. Only thing is it has to be on the inside of her throat."
Rattrap lifted her up and stood next to Megatron. Just getting ready to hand her over. "Don't try using your finger. We tried that already and she got really sick."
"Then how, may I ask, am I supposed to put in down her throat, yesss"?
"Use your imagination Megatron. Stick your tongue out."
Megatron
just looked at him. He stuck his tongue out. Dinobot put some of the
gel on Megatron's tongue. He started to jump around. Well, not
really jump, more like flail.
"What is that? Oh god. That is
so disgusting."
"It may be disgusting but it helps."
Megatron stopped trying to get the gunk of his tongue and slowly lifted his head to Dinobot. "Which one of you stuck your tongue in her mouth?"
Dinobot stuck his tongue out to taunt him. Megatron literally lunged at him and grabbed his throat. Rattrap quickly put Samantha down and lifted his gun to under Megatron's chin.
"Back away from him Megatron. You know there's nothing I enjoy more than shooting ya slaggin' Predicons."
"Well I hate to tell you this vermin but you're banging one." Megatron dropped Dinobot, picked Samantha up and walked out with her. They heard her coo when he left.
"That went well."
"I suppose." Dinobot started to rub his throat.
"Want some help with that?"
"And what are you gonna do about it rodent? Kiss it better?"
"You still can't help but insult me can you. I should just kick your skid plate."
"Then go ahead. See if I care."
Rattrap glared at Dinobot and threw him over onto his back. "Listen to me Chopper face, I don't know where you think you get off but you better stop riding my ass about every little thing. When was the last time you got laid?"
"A few hours ago. And it was up your ass."
"Well this time I think you should get it."
"Oh. And how are you planning on taking me?"
"Anyway I can. Where do you keep those toys of yours?" Rattrap looked all over the room for something to help him out. He looked under the bed and saw a really weird looking dildo. It was bigger than the average size; it had spikes and was longer than it should have been. Rattrap picked it up and showed it to Dinobot.
"What the pit is this? How many times have you used this thing?"
"Never."
"Oh come on. I know you used it. You like kinky things like this. How did it feel?"
"Rattrap I never used it. I just made it. Never had a chance to use it."
Rattrap looked at him in shock. "You made this! You mean to tell me that in the Predicon Military, you spent most of your time making sex toys."
"Not really. It's not really a hobby. I used to make parts for some of the weapons we planned to use when we started up the war again. I got bored one day and started messing with some of the stuff. I came up with that one not too long ago. I never really planned on using. It. Some of the other guys in our troop asked me to make some for them. We traded items. I got lots of information out of some of them."
"Are you telling me that Maximals came to you?"
"Yeah. It's amazing how many of them liked it."
Rattrap just shuddered. He didn't want to think about that. Then something happened. He got this big grin on his face. Dinobot was still on the floor; he wouldn't be able to run away fast enough. Rattrap knelt down and looked Dinobot right in the eye. "Wanna try it out?"
"Oh I don't think so Rattrap. You'll have to kill me first."
"I'm not into necrophilia. How about this, if you take some of it in, I'll join you."
"It has spikes. It was one of the orders that never got shipped before we left."
"It looks fun though. Let's do it. Come on."
"No. Drop it already." Dinobot moved over to his window and stared off into the distance. Rattrap looked at the object in his hand then walked over to Dinobot.
"So ah, why'd ya tell Megs that he needed to use his tongue on her?"
"You wouldn't know would you? Ever since she roomed with him, he's been wanting to protect her but has been too scared to make a move. This might open the door for him."
"You've gotten soft now haven't ya"?
Dinobot pushed him over. He didn't like it when anyone called him soft or weak. Dinobot took the dildo out of Rattrap's hand and put it in front of his face. "You still want to try this thing out?"
"You going ta work it?"
"Maybe. Or I'll get you to do it and I'll watch."
"You
just live ta torture me don't you? Ya must really enjoy it."
"What if I do enjoy it?"
"Well, I'd have to get back at ya. Even if it meant shoving this thing right up where da sun don't shine."
Dinobot started towards Rattrap. He was forcing Rattrap into the corner. Rattrap couldn't figure out what was going on. He moved farther away, he didn't like the look on Dinobot's face. He felt his back hit the wall. He turned his head to the left, staring at the wall then faced Dinobot again. He had the look of absolute fear on his face. Dinobot looked like he was about to kill Rattrap. Not the angry kind of kill but the type that he'd enjoy. (I wish you guys could see what I'm imagining. It looks so cool. But I can't. (Cries) it's not fair)
"Oh Primus what is he gonna do to me this time. Should I fight back? I don't want to hurt him but I don't want to end up never walking again." Rattrap was trying to think as fast as he could. Nothing was coming to mind. Wait, yes, something did. Oh crap. Why me. I'm gonna die. Little things like that. Dinobot finally met with Rattrap. He pressed his front up against Rattrap. Rattrap turned his head, as Dinobot's face got closer to his. He could feel Dinobot's breath on his cheek. This was just too much to handle. Why wasn't he making his move yet? Was this part of the torture?
"Well… what are you waiting for? Just do it already."
"Do what?"
"Oh don't gimme dat slag. I know you're planning something. Just do it already."
Dinobot looked at him. He was just playing with Rattrap. He wanted to get Rattrap to be a little more aggressive. He was way too submissive. But Dinobot wasn't one to back down. He whispered something into Rattrap's ear. Rattrap just stared at him. He slid down the wall and cupped his face into his hands.
"Why isn't he attacking me yet? He should have tried to kill me by now." Dinobot couldn't help but think of what he did wrong. He went to Rattrap and gave him back his toy. Rattrap just looked at him.
"What's this for?"
"Use it. I was trying to get you back to the way you were. The rat I fell in love with, so to speak."
"What's wrong with me now?"
"Remember all those times you tried to kill me? You don't do that anymore."
"Ya telling me ya get turned on by that?"
"In a way."
"You are so slagged up there Dino-butt."
"There we go." Dinobot brushed his finger down Rattrap's face. "You're coming around again. I've just got to push you a little farther."
"Ya wanna try it now leather-puss."
"Glad to." Dinobot jumped on Rattrap and rolled all over the floor with him. Rattrap's fighting instinct started to return, he fought back and hard. After a long while of fighting over dominance, Rattrap finally got on top of Dinobot. His legs were on both sides of his hips, he had Dinobot's wrists to the floor, and he got real close to Dinobot's face then whispered. "Come on Chopper face, you know you'll learn to enjoy it."
Rattrap took back his toy, held down both of Dinobot's hand with just one of his own with immense force, and shoved his toy up inside Dinobot. Dinobot started to cry out.
"Hey at least you're getting a break. Ya know what it's like not being able ta walk for a few days. I'm smaller than you. This is just payback."
He started off slowly. Dinobot couldn't stop screaming. Rattrap didn't understand why. It wasn't that big. He should have been able to handle it. Finally he stopped, took it out and asked what was wrong.
"If ya can't even handle dis thing ya can't handle mine."
"It's… not that."
"Then what is it?"
"It's not lubricated. You ever try shoving a cucumber up an unprepared ass? It's not a great feeling. That's the best way to rip yourself open." (My friend has been wanting to say this, well, something like it, and no one knew that it needed to be lubed first. This is for all the yaoi authors out there. Your work is beautiful but it just doesn't work like that.)
Rattrap looked at him. "Then how do you suggest I lubricate this thing then?"
"You could suck on it. Or use some of the left over gel that's in the drawer."
Rattrap stuck his tongue out. Dinobot started to move around, this was slightly turning him on. Rattrap just went to the dresser and opened the tube of gel. He put a fair amount on his hand then started to slowly squeeze the gel all over the play toy. He sat next to Dinobot and started to jerk the toy. Dinobot leaned his head back against the wall. This was too evil.
"Just
put it in already."
Rattrap stopped playing with his new toy and
turned to Dinobot. He put his legs back on either side of Dinobot's
waist. Rattrap wanted to mess with him a little more. He pressed his
lips to Dinobot's and started to stroke his crotch. Dinobot tried
to moan but it just went into Rattrap's mouth. While his hand and
mouth were keeping Dinobot occupied, he started to slowly insert the
toy. Dinobot noticed a slight feel of pain but it soon vanished.
Rattrap soon had the whole toy up inside Dinobot. Dinobot kept
getting pushed into the wall with every shove.
"Let it out Dinobot. I know you can't keep this up for much longer."
"I can keep this up for as long as I need to." He was lying you know. It was too much for him. He moved his hand over and got underneath Rattrap. It didn't take long for Rattrap's face to turn red. He fell over. Dinobot seized the opportunity and stuck one of his fingers into Rattrap. They were both moving each other. Rattrap looked like he would cry at any moment. Dinobot forced another kiss on him. They kept moving together. Dinobot didn't want to break the kiss but Rattrap kept pushing on his chest.
"What's wrong Rattrap? Am I hurting you?"
"No. I just… want ya to… oh come on put it out."
"I like it like this."
"Fine. I'll make you a deal. You pull it out and I'll pull mine out. You can do whatever you want ta me."
"I already do."
Rattrap started to sulk. He was trying to get his way through pity. Dinobot shook his head and let Rattrap have his way. Rattrap closed his optics and got his out to. It wasn't too long before Dinobot grabbed it. He started to tug every once in a while. Rattrap turned himself around.
"What are you doing?"
"Turning around so I can give you some pleasure."
Rattrap put all of Dinobot's length into his mouth. You could have heard Dinobot's scream for miles. He had to stop himself from screaming like that again. They didn't want their secret out. Dinobot grabbed Rattrap's hips and put Rattrap's length into his mouth. Rattrap was forced to try and not bite Dinobot. It's was such a shock to him. He never thought he could drive him wild so quickly. Both continued to suck on each other, trying desperately not to bite. Rattrap still played with the dildo in Dinobot's ass, and Dinobot tried to put his fingers in as far as he could. Rattrap lifted his head and took Dinobot's cock out of his mouth. He tugged on it for a few moments while moaning. That didn't help with Dinobot's sex drive. He slightly bit down on Rattrap's length. Rattrap looked up towards the ceiling and cried out.
"Don't do that Dinobot. We… can't let them…know. Ya can be so ruthless sometimes."
"Ruthless?" Dinobot pushed up on Rattrap's stomach so he could talk. He licked the side of his mouth. "I'll show you ruthless."
He lifted Rattrap into the air then placed him back down, fast and hard on his cock. Rattrap tried to scream but Dinobot put his fingers into his mouth. They kept trying to outdo each other. It went on for hours. They both, by some miracle, kept coming at the same time. Both were out of breath and ready to collapse. Rattrap was panting. Dinobot could hardly breathe.
"I'm ready to go another round."
"Are ya nuts chopper face? You can hardly move. Neither can I. There's no way dat you could even get hard again."
"I can always try."
But Rattrap was right. They've been going at it all night. There was no way that he could even walk. Rattrap leaned on him and pulled up the nearby blanket.
"It's covered in our stains."
"Well it's gonna have ta work for now."
Dinobot had just enough strength to put his arm around Rattrap. Rattrap was about to pass right out.
"You know Dinobot, we really should start thinking about what Samantha told us earlier."
"And what was that?"
"That we should put on some loud music instead of trying to muffle our screams. She even brought over some music for us."
"Like what?"
"I'm too tired to get up and go look. I remember a few of the titles. There was something called Linkin Park, Eminem, Kiss…"
"I like that last title. Wanna try it?"
"Dinobot, I can't." Rattrap started to moan and whine. Dinobot didn't care. He bent over and kissed Rattrap instead.
Terrorsaur crawled out of the ventilation shaft. He cleaned himself off and flew towards his base. He stopped not to far from it. He saw Megatron carry Samantha inside. He turned around, fell to the ground and screamed.
"OH DEAR PRIMUS! WHY! WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME! What did I do to deserve this? Sure I want to do it with Samantha but having to watch Optimus and Megatron go at it. AH! Even Dinobot and Rattrap seem to be doing it. Why am I the only one not getting laid?"
Terrorsaur flew into the base and headed towards his room. He was planning on staying there till things cooled down. He opened his door and found Tarantulas tied up, hanging from the ceiling and Black Arachnia shoving something up his ass.
"I don't want to know."
Terrorsaur fell down. You could see the swirls in his eyes.
