Transformers: Ratchet x Drift

Shattered Glass: Petro Rabbits

Warning: suggestive words and face licking.

Drift walked into Ratchet's medical bay, completely ignoring Hot Rod on the medical table, and wrapped his arms around Ratchet's aft.

"Hey now," the medic said. "I'm trying to work Drift."

"That's cute." The transformers version of Deadpool purred into his medic's neck.

He looked on with disdain at the latest patient on Ratchet's table. Ratchet and Hotrod had once dated.

"Jealous Drift?" Ratchet played.

"I don't get jealous. All the people who would make me feel so end up dead." Drift whispered in his sweetspark's ear.

"Well, I got work so..." Ratchet tried to move out of Drift's arms, but the merc only held him tighter.

"Now now doctor." Drift said with a predatory smile."I'm not done with you yet." He hungrily licked at Ratchet's audio receptors.

"Sorry Drift, but I got work to do..." Ratchet said as he reached into a box and pulled something out. "And I found a way for you to let me work."

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Drift screamed in fear as he saw what Ratchet held in his hands...a Petro Rabbit.

"Hahaha. Honey, how can you fear these things." Ratchet said, snuggling with the Petro Rabbit.

"You're doing that just to make me jealous aren't you?" Drift asked.

"Yep."

That's how Drift spent his day. Hiding in a corner of the med-bay, waiting to pounce on his sweet spark and play...

Just as soon as he put that stinkin' Petro Rabbit down!