Please note that this IS slash (as in man on man action) so if you don't like it, don't read past these words! You have been warned.
Title: Kitty Makes Three
Pairing: Lockdown/Devcon
Verse: Humanized AU, but meant to take place in Animated
Rating: Pg-13
Warning: Lockdown molesting Devcon but you're all cock blocked this chapter. No p0rnz
Summery: See the title.
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers, because if I did, it would pretty much all be porn.
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His intuition paid off yet again. Devcon tightened the new scarf around his neck as the first flakes of snow drifted to the ground from angry gray clouds. The scarf itched his neck as he carried the over stuffed bags of groceries to his car. He wished Lockdown hadn't decided to get... creative, with his old one last snowstorm. Once the bags in were piled in the passenger seat of his lotus Devcon slipped behind the wheel and headed for home.
Detroit was beautiful when it snowed. It was one of the reasons Devcon stayed. When the skyscrapers and trees where dusted with just a little bit of white, or even a lot of white, Devcon could stand at the little window in the warehouse and stare for hours at what he could see of the docks and Lake Erie.
He pulled up to the warehouse just as the snow was really beginning to come down. The large garage style loading door was down and locked, Lockdown clearly wasn't back from his hunt yet. He quickly got out of the Lotus, undid the chains and lifted the door. He nursed the sports car inside out of the snow that had dusted the ground and beginning to pile up. Kicking open the door the bounty hunter fumbled for the light switch, a grocery bag in each arm.
"Primus damn, son of a- there we go!" The living quarters flooded with light.
The door squeaked lazily behind him in a freezing breeze as the bags were deposited on the kitchen counter. When he had the last bag inside he shut the door on the cold behind him. He stopped dead when something crinkled in the kitchen. Silently Devcon knelt, his face dark, as he set down his burden and lifted a pistol from the back of his jeans. His red boots didn't make a sound as he took one cautious step after another toward the kitchen. Another loud crinkle made him narrow his eyes. He stepped into the little kitchen, sweeping it with the gun but no one was there. One of the bags was toppled over with food spilling out. Devcon put the gun down as an apple tumbled to the floor and the still upright bag twitched. He carefully reached over and pulled down the bag to see a pair of golden eyes.
"Well well well, I have a thief on my hands." Devcon said with a genuine smile.
Before he could do anything more the thief burst out of the bag in a flurry of lettuce. It was a blur that disappeared under the couch before Devcon could see it clearly. The bag toppled to the floor in its wake and spilled its continence all over the floor. A pack of sausages links was chewed open and partly eaten among the cheese and broken eggs. Devcon picked up the half eaten link from the pile and slowly walked to the couch. He sat don on the floor and crossed his legs, looking for the visitor.
"Here kitty kitty kitty. Devcon said breaking off a piece of meat and holding it out. "Come on I'm not going to hurt you."
A black nose tuck itself out from under the couch and sniffed. Slowly the cat crawled out, inching toward the offered food. It was quite the odd looking little thing Devcon though. All white with black patches like someone had dropped a can of paint on it. Big golden eyes surrounded by circles of black fur stayed locked on Devcon as the cat regarded him with skepticism.
"It's alright, look." the bounty hunter set down the piece of meet and took his hand away.
Finally, the cat crept all the way to him and devoured the sausage bit. Devcon stroked its matted clumpy fur as its white tipped black tail waved back and forth. Once it was done it looked up expectantly. Devcon smiled and let it have the rest of the sausage. The little back and white mewled and gobbled it up.
"Poor thing." Devcon said patting its head. "You probably haven't eaten in days have you?"
The cat licked its black lips and meowed up at him before it rubbed its face against his knee. Devcon laughed and scratched behind its black ear that sagged a bit lower then the white. A paw was placed on Devcon's knee that the cat used to push itself up into the hand that pet it.
"I see you're a boy." Devcon chuckled scratching the black belly. "A very well endowed boy. You must be quite the lady cat heartthrob."
The golden eyes looked up at him and heaved a sigh. The brunette smirked as the cat crawled over his knee and trotted back toward the kitchen.
"Oh no!" Devcon said as he scooped up the the black and white fur ball. "Don't go making anymore messes. I'll get you something else to eat."
He stood, scratching behind the mismatched ears and the cat didn't protest at all. In fact he seemed to like being pet and getting his way.
"Pushy little thing arin't you?" Devcon chuckled as he walked to the kitchen to clean up and find something better to feed his new friend. "Like someone else I know."
He set the cat down on the counter top where it proceed to sit like a king on a thrown and stare down at him with its tail wrapped around its paws.
"You know... you're bossy, make a mess of things and like my sausage." He laughed at his own double entendre as he salvaged what he could from the spilled bags. "I'm gonna call you Locky. Might as well get to use the nic name."
The cat's ears flicked and perked forward as Devcon got into the fridge and pulled out a carton of milk.
"I don't hear any complaints. So that settles it. You're Locky."
Locky meowed and stood up as Devcon got down a bowl and put it on the counter by the black tipped paws. The cat stuck his little back nose into the milk before Devcon even stopped pouring. As the milk quickly disappeared Devcon rummaged through the cabinets and fridge for something to feed him. The black and white face was being licked clean when Devcon finally gave in and crumbled up another sausage and gave it too Locky.
"Cat food needs to go on the list now before you get spoiled." Locky flicked an ear Devcon direction as he inhaled the meat. "And you need a bath. Badly."
Devcon picked up the cat when he was done eating and scratched behind his ears again as he headed to the bathroom.
"If you're anything like your namesake you'll love a bath with me."
Lockdown hated snow. It was wet and annoying and above all, it was cold. Lockdown hated the cold. It always seemed to snow while he was out of town and pile up just enough to make driving and parking a muscle car without chains fun. He practically had to shovel the driveway clear to get his car into the garage. Inside was no better then out. Lockdown shivered as he slammed the door closed.
"Great, just great. Fucking cold." His sweaty shirt stuck to his body, the patches of blotchy red standing out against his pale skin.
He stripped off the torn jacket and tossed it on the floor as he kicked open the door. A blast of warm air enveloped him and made him tare off the sticky shirt. He needed a shower and more importantly then that, a shower buddy. "Devcon!" He called, unbuttoning his pants. "I'm back."
"Sorry the confetti was on back order. I'll throw a parade next time."
Lockdown smirked as he kicked off his heavy boots and sauntered toward his sexy partner's voice. Devcon was on the couch reading a book, his back to the door and Lockdown. The pale hunter slung his arms around his lover's neck and buried his nose in the brown hair.
"Primus you smell good." He moaned as Devcon scoffed. "Now how about a proper welcome home in the shower?"
Lockdown grabbed the book and tossed it to the floor as his hands slid down the perfectly toned tan chest. He kissed down the gasping throat as he slid his hands over the washboard abs. He stopped in the middle of unzipping the brunette's pants when something meowed unhappily.
"The fuck?" Lockdown looked up from making a hickey on Devcon's neck into a pair of yellow eyes. "Where the fuck did you get a cat?"
"None of your damn business." Devcon said as he pet the black and white furball.
"Yeah it's my business. Get rid of it!"
Devcon scooped up the cat just as Lockdown reached for it. "Hands off!"
"Get that animal out of here!"
The cat hissed and swatted at Lockdown as he reached for it again. Its claws caught his hand and Lockdown pulled it back with a hiss. Bright drops of red welled up on the pale skin and dripped on to the black tattoos.
"Oh great now you scared him." Devcon snapped.
"Scared him? The little fucker made me bleed. Its lucky I don't-"
Devcon ignored him and instead stroked the cat's back. "It's alright Locky. He's just an asshole."
"'Locky?' You call it 'Locky?' Are you trying to insult me?"
"I'm not calling you Locky am I?" Devcon said as he cradled the cat to his chest and stroked its back and white head. "Besides, you have to admit there is a strong resemblance between you two."
Lockdown snarled and glared at the cat, he couldn't see anything. He was a man, that was a cat. End of story.
"You know I hate that fucking nic name."
"Which is why I don't call you it. Fuck, you take everything personal." Devcon rolled his eyes. "He liked the name and needed a home so I gave him one."
Lockdown climbed over the back of the couch and resisted the impulse to say something stupid like; 'yeah my home.'
"Fine, keep it, call it whatever you want just get it out of your lap."
"Why?"
"Because that's mine."
The dark bounty hunter grabbed the cat by the scruff of its neck and hauled it out of Devcon's arms and dropped it on the floor. The cat yowled indignity as Lockdwon pushed Devcon down on his back and then straddled his hips. The brunette started to protest but Lockdown shoved his tongue into his mouth before he could say anything. Devcon moaned as Lockdown unbuttoned his pants and finished upzipping them. He kissed his way up the smooth collar bones to the warm neck as his hands dipped into the brunette's boxers.
"Mmm I missed ya babe." Lockdown purred, rocking his hips above Devcon as his growing cock slowly began to free itself from his jeans. "All I want to do is hold you do an-holy fuck!"
Lockdown's head snapped up as the cat jumped up onto the armrest of the couch and glared down at him. Devcon moaned and Lockdown quickly shoved the cat off the couch.
"What was that?" the brunette asked when there was a loud thump.
"Nothing sexy, nothing. Now, were where we?"
Devcon moaned and bent his knees when Lockdown bit his neck and his hips rolled up to meet the dark man's in slow thrusts. A low growl that wasn't from Devcon's throat made Lockdown look up again. The fucking cat was back in the same spot over looking them. Lockdown shoved him off with a snarl and rubbed his hips against Devcon's only to have the cat jump right back up.
"Lets move this too my room babe." Lockdown purred as he pushed the annoying cat down yet again and got up. "We need to be comfortable because I don't plan on us being able to walk for a while."
He pulled Devcon from the couch into his arms. The brunette seemed more then eager to continue and pressed himself against Lockdown's warm body.
"What are you waiting for then?"
Locky watched the two humans get up and leave. He hopped lightly to the floor and followed them. He couldn't help it the big one didn't know how to mate right and he had to tell him. The two disappeared into a room so Locky trotted after. He yowled loudly as he was grabbed by the scruff of his neck and tossed back out by the big human.
"No animals." It snapped in human's indecipherable language and slammed the door.
Locky wagged his tail and stared for a moment before padding over to the door and scratching it. He stood on his back paws and kept digging away until something smashed into the door with a bang. The tom cat bolted back under the couch as the big human yelled some more.
When it stopped, he came out and trotted back to the door that now was marked as his. He sat down, cleaned his paws and decided he wanted in the room.
"Meow. Meow. Meow." He cried at the top of his lungs. His point wasn't getting across to the humans so he tried again. He got to three 'meows' when the humans started yelling again.
"I'm gonna kill that fucking thing!"
"You touch one hair on him and I'll kill you!"
"I want it gone Dev!"
"And I want him so he stays. Now let him in and he'll be quiet."
It was all noise to Locky and it didn't sound like they were doing what he wanted. He yowled again and finally the door was opened. The big human glared down and snapped something at him. Locky picked himself up and strolled in, wagging his tail. Now that was more like it.