Pairing: TFA Lockdown/Bumblebee/Swindle

Rating: Teen

Details/Themes: Mods, black market, manipulation, prostitution

Requested by Echo Stargazer

Bee knew the risks and the illegal nature of mods but there was a sense of empowerment they gave him that he craved. Now he wouldn't say he was compensating for anything but at the same time, the Elite Guard had always been his dream and powerful bots got in the easiest. If he could only prove himself to the Magnus, then he could be the best. Of course some help would be nice. It was not cheating…it was playing it smart.

The black market held everything a bot could get their servos on that usually was out of reach. Mechs and femmes lined up for weapons, tools, and exotic items that came from across the galaxy just to please their greed and pride. If Optimus ever found out he had snuck out and bought from the market, he would flip and the chances of promotion would fade to nonexistence.

As he navigated through the thick crowds of the underground, he spotted a surprisingly familiar mug in a shop. If he could guess, that face actually ran the joint. Swindle had survived the time piece incident after all. The bot may have made a horrible first impression by almost selling a dastardly weapon to the Decepticon Leader but even the younger mech had to admit he was a wonderful concierge to the world of mods and awesome stuff.

Eagerly, Bumblebee made his way to the place stockpiled with things that he had never seen before. Objects of mysterious make lied within protected boxes while weapons from perhaps the Vos Swindle mentioned before sat menacingly on the walls. They had to be high caliber since they looked compelling enough to blow Megatron to smithereens.

"Well if it isn't the little bug that lost me my payday?" The cheery salesmech seemed to keep his business façade in check when others were around but he feared behind closed doors Swindle wouldn't be so happy.

Bee gave a forced smile, "Hey, yeah, sorry about that. I had to do what I had to do. Listen, I really want to get some mods for better firepower and perhaps speed. You wouldn't happen to have anything like that, would you?"

The tan mech's mouth twitched but he peered around before waving the compact car towards the back of the shop. Hesitantly, Bee followed until the door was slammed behind him, leaving him to deal with the cross armed sneering dealer. He briefly caught sight of the SUV studying him for a second but then called out the name of his partner.

"Lockdown, you remember Bumblebee? He was with that Optimus and your fellow ninjabot back on Earth."

The bounty hunter appeared scowling but merely laughed at Bee's expression towards him. "Yeah, I remember."

Swindle raised a brow, "Bumblebee, you do realize you owe me a lot for that stunt you pulled right? So tell you what, I'm not going to just sell you anything until your debt is repaid but if you do manage to repay it, I'll give you those items you wish for with a discount."

The yellow speedster frowned, "Work for you?"

"If you want them, you will repay me by helping me in the store every day until I state otherwise. If not, I can force you to obey and you will get nothing at the end of your small career with me. Either way, you aren't just going to walk away from what you've sewn. Everything has its price and this is yours."

"I'd take it, kid. I've seen great deals but that's actually very fine compared to the alternatives," the black and green mech shrugged.

Bumblebee vacillated on the thought but when Swindle held out his hand with his signature dealing smile, he knew there was no choice. He took the servo and shook it with a fair nod.

With his jolly persona back in line, the dealer collected a few items off the shelf. "Alright then! You will start tomorrow a cycle after dawn and finish near midafternoon for six solar cycles of the week every week and you shall answer to both Lockdown and I, understand? Considering your payment of half a day if you had one in this type of business would be about oh 200 credits per week, that means you should be able to pay me off in about half a stellar cycle."

"Half!?" Bee grimaced.

Putting his arm around the smaller mech, Swindle patted his chest. "Don't worry, Bumblebee, it's not that bad. I'm courteous enough to let you work part time so you can spend your evenings at home. Of course, full time would mean dawn until dusk which would have you pay it off in half the time but that would be a bit suspicious, don't you think. After all, you wouldn't want your friends to find out you've been hanging around the underground? That can ruin lives, ya know? Although, there are a few things that could help cut your time down but they aren't exactly chaste favors, if you catch my drift."

Lockdown held a cruel smirk while Swindle gave the Autobot an honest expression. When the realization of what he was asking hit, Bumblebee, the mech's face blushed. Both of the larger bots found the flustered appearance very cute on such a model like their new apprentice.

"Are-are you sure that'll save me time? I-I mean-"

"-you aren't very active in that field? Plus, what will that say about you? Hmm, I don't think you need to worry yourself with such nonsense. No one will know because even I don't like bragging about my personal endeavors or others' really. Besides, we'll take care of you. We aren't as vicious as we seem…well, I'm not. I can't say the same for Lockdown but hey, nobody's perfect. So do we have a deal, my sweet little Bumblebee?" Swindle purred.

Peering at the corner of the room, he saw several different types of boosters. Those could be his soon. He wanted to prove he was the best but even the Magnus had skeletons in his closet. With another nod, Bee huffed, "I'll do it."

AN: Can you guess what event this is based off of? Yeah, I don't think Swindle would have forgotten that and yes, a threesome is considered rare even if two members of it have been shipped constantly before.