Pairing: TFA Lockdown/Bumblebee/Swindle

Rating: Explicit

Details/Themes: Threesome, prostitution(sort of), incorrect use of mods, sequel to Three's a Crowd

Requested by PineLeafpg

He was more than halfway done with his service to Swindle. Only one more month and he was free to go with his mods ready for the taking. Throughout his time working, the salesmech actually taught him many things about business and how get the best price out of everything. Scandalous as the tricks were, they were pretty damn smart. No wonder Swindle was so good at making money fast. Play the cards right and the fortune laid not too far away.

Around midday break time though, the second half of the deal reared its helm. The first afternoon he fulfilled his promise to cut down time with obscene favors was a very uncertain affair. It wasn't his first time in general, no, but he was very unsure about how to go about it. Swindle, however, was very kind and surprisingly patient. Quite honestly, he didn't expect the older mech to be so gentle but in the end, it turned out fine. Lockdown just watched curiously that time and joined every other session later on. That was before; the present was a bit of a different experience.

His mouth leaked transfluid, tasting the spike and keeping one servo on the mech's abdomen to stabilize his movements. Swindle looked like a mess but Bumblebee continued to suck off the salesmech relentlessly. His moans were muffled as his body rocked down simultaneously on an Apex cannon barrel which had been rendered completely safe for him to use as an interface toy.

Swindle grinned, "You're doing great, Autobot. A shame you'll be leaving us soon. I'm almost tempted to keep you here forever. Then again, we wouldn't want the pesky Elite Guard to dismantle our operations in search of you."

"Yeah, and the last thing I need is Ultra Magnus and his Elite Guard on my aft," Lockdown scowled briefly. He watched with interest as Bee serviced his dear partner but kept his needs at bay for the time being just so he could enjoy the free show.

"To think, you managed to pay off most of your debt in less than three months. I've had workers who were never this committed to fixing what they brought upon themselves. Your determination has indeed been an amazing sight to behold, Bumblebee," the tan mech moaned.

Purple optics narrowed slightly as he peered toward his companion, "Lockdown, dear, perhaps you would do better to give some assistance than to just stand around gawking? I don't think our little Bumblebee is getting off well enough with that weapon of yours. Perhaps introducing something with little more of a response?"

The bounty hunter started to growl as he hated being instructed. Swindle should know this by now. However, he saw the rather cute look Bumblebee was giving him with blue round optics beaming such false innocence that the Autobot could have fooled even the Quintessons. Lockdown's resistance melted at the sight. He couldn't deny that look of pure desire and he was already aroused enough as it was.

His self-control crumbled before his processor could wrap around the whole situation he was getting himself into and eagerly strode to Bee, repositioning the mech on his servos and knees while Swindle kneeled to keep the Autobot's mouth on his spike. Tossing away the cannon mod, Lockdown didn't hesitate and sank his erection inside the lubricated opening. An uncharacteristic moan slipped from the bounty hunter but he didn't bother to scold his partner in crime as the latter chuckled.

Bumblebee groaned with his mouth full, transfluid pouring down his chin and torso into puddles beneath him. He knew this was wrong, that to sink this low was far from respectable as an Autobot like him could go but what were the chances he was the only one who ever sunk to this level? Sentinel probably blew the Magnus or one of the Councilmembers if not all to stay a Prime and if the rumor was true, Ultra Magnus was fraternizing with Decepticon prisoners and letting them use him as a frag toy. Probably were just rumors but if the high and mighty did it to get where they were, why couldn't he?

The feeling of Lockdown's ridged spike pressing against his delicate inner walls was heating him faster than he anticipated. To keep Swindle in sync with their building pleasure which was bound to break any minute now, he sucked harder on his boss which he was rewarded with a cry that nearly sent him over the edge twice.

The salesmech gave his red-eyed companion a devilish grin, "Bring him over for me."

Surprisingly, Lockdown obeyed that with zero opposition, slamming into the smaller mech between them which pushed Bee to take more of Swindle's girth. All three whimpered as the pace grew to where each and every one of them looked like a mess. Then at once, all three came. As a last minute decision, Swindle grabbed the back of the black and green mech's helm and forced a sloppy, rough kiss. He muffled Lockdown's cries, clawing the back of his neck but soothingly rubbing the back of Bee's knowing the Autobot was surely drowning in his fluids.

Once they regained composure, Swindle lifted Bee's chin as the yellow mech swallowed what was left of the overload with a sweet comforting smile. Lockdown lay content on the floor on his back flicking off remaining lubricant on his appendage with a satisfied neutral expression, not that it was strange at this point in their relationship.

"You did great kid, as always," the arms dealer gleamed. A small kiss was planted on Bee's forehead, "Only thirty five solar cycles to go. Are you up for it, my dear Bumblebee?"

Licking his lips, the Autobot smirked, "I can take it."

AN: It was weird for me to write this because I kind of see Bumblebee as not the type to go with anybody except around his own age (or whatever) like Wasp or Hot Shot. It's not exactly pedophilia because he is technically an adult in Cybertronian years but it does become a bit of a "I kinda don't know what to do with this" moment. So for those of you who ship Bumblebee with Swindle, I hope you enjoyed!