Never A Chance (Transformers, Rumble/Rewind, PG-13)

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Title: Never A Chance
Author: yami_samuraiflo 
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Rape tentative, implied self-pleasure and voyeurism, Rumble's dirty mouth.
Word count: 505
Prompt: Transformers (G1), Rumble/Rewind: struggling for dominance - "Lie back and take it like the port-bearing hub you are!"
Summary: Rumble would like to be on top. Too bad for him that he can't seem to...

 

He wanted fun; what was wrong with that? Nothing, really, except that Rumble was quite the small mech and that, aside from Frenzy who was ‘napping’ in the Constructicons' lair - courtesy of an Autobot's lucky shot - nobody was small enough on the Nemesis for him to be on top; and he’d be slagged if he parted his legs for anyone. Especially considering that any of his fellow ‘Cons would most likely ‘face him to death, literally.

 

But damn, he was horny!

 

So he had left the Nemesis, pretending to need a change of scenery, but in reality searching for a quiet corner where he could take some ‘personal time’ without risking discovery. Funny how in the base, if the rooms weren’t already monitored by Soundwave, someone would enter right at the moment the Cassette retracted his pelvic armor…

 

Encountering the Autobot Cassette had been pure luck. He was small enough, he wasn’t too bad looking and he seemed easy to overthrow. 'Seemed' had been the key word; for Rewind, even if he had seemingly not been paying attention to whatever was around him, had been ready for the assault.

 

And so they were here now, rolling on the dirty ground in a fight for dominance, and Rumble was more than irritated by this point.

 

“Slagging creation of a pleasure-bot! Just lie back and take it like the port-bearing hub you are!” shouted the Decepticon, trying to grab a hold of the Autobot’s wrists without success.

 

That seemed to tick the Autobot off. “Hey! I don’t insult Soundwave, so don’t dare insult Blaster, you sorry excuse for a rusting toaster!”

 

“Why you…!” snarled Rumble as he lunged once more at the Autobot Cassette. But at the last moment, Rewind avoided him by moving to the side and Rumble crashed to the ground. Rewind didn't waste time and as soon as Rumble flew past him, he was lunging at him and sitting on his back, not letting the Decepticon get back on his legs.

 

As for Rumble, he was quite surprised when he not only missed his prey, but that said prey had managed to grab a hold of his wrist and painfully wrench them behind his back. And his surprised turned into anger when he heard the distinctive noise of a pair of cuff being activated.

 

“Fragger! Where did you get those!?” shouted the Decepticon as his Autobot counterpart turned him on his back and straddled him. The Autobot smiled victoriously. “Nicked them from Red Alert, of course.”

 

“Now, who’s the ‘port-bearing hub’ again?” purred Rewind as Rumble, irritated, twitched and struggled vainly against the stasis cuffs. “Funny, I don’t think it’s me. Normally, I would drag you right back to the Ark, but you just gave me a few ideas…”

 

Silently, Rumble glared at the smirking mech who was now daringly teasing his captive by pressing his digits between the Decepticon’s Cassette legs, searching for his port.

 

Rumble growled as he felt himself heating up by the intimate touch. Fragging Autobot… rust him!