Ratchet moaned as he woke up. He looked around. He was sitting in the floor of a dark cell. He had deep scratches from what appeared to be chains and...claws.
"Drift?" The medic asked when he remembered what had happened.
"Watchey?" A voice said from a dark corner.
Ratchet hadn't even seen him.
Drift crawled out of the darkness on all fours. He crawled right on top of Ratchet. He had a childish look on his face.
"Hey! Get off!" Ratchet said.
"Oh, Watchey, you're finally awake!" Drift crooned. "I was wonderin when you'd wake up, my recharging beauty."
That made Ratchet rear back in shock.
"I wove you Watchey." Drift crooned.
"You've been drugged." Ratchet said sternly.
"By Primus's love spell!" The ex-con giggled.
His voice had a high lit in it.
"Oh Watchey! I wove you SOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSO much!"
"Alright kid, I don't know whose ship this is, what's happened to you, or where we are but..." Watchet--I mean Ratchet was interrupted by Drift slamming him into a kiss.
Ratchet's head was slammed into the wall with Drift's lips bruising his.
Ratchet pulled away.
"What in the frag! Drift what is..." Ratchet shouted.
"Oh if only we didn't need air breaks." Drift complained. Then he slammed into Ratchet again.
This time, he made sure Ratchet couldn't pull away. When Drift eventually pulled away for a breath, he kept Ratchet pushed against a wall and with one hand left Ratchet's lips open. And then he charged back into another kiss, locking his glossa and Ratchet's.
Meanwhile Steadfast was laughing her aft off.
Sorry for the short chapter.
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Deadlock and Ratchet
RandomOnce upon a time, Ratchet was captured by the decepticons and tortured by Deadlock, but later lost his memory of it. Years later on the Lost Light, Drift still feels guilty about it, especially when the two become close. After being exiled off the s...
