Little Red Riding Prime

chapter 3

The blush on Optimus' cheeks deepened, and he gave Knock Out a shaky nod. Slipping out his fingers, Knock Out licked the sweet fluid clean before sitting up and retracting his lower plating. The cable that rose up made Optimus shudder. Knock Out was a lot bigger than he anticipated for such a small wolf. He spun around in panic and tried to scramble away when the lust clouding his processor diminished, but he didn't get far. Knock Out grabbed him from behind, hauling him up and setting him down on sturdy thighs as the wolf crouched to the ground, one leg pressing into the ground for balance as the other kept him upright, both legs draped over the wolf's strong thighs. As his cape billowed over Knock Out's back, one arm wrapped around his chassis, holding him steady as the wolf's free servo pulled aside his panties. Port exposed, Knock Out's cable easily impaled him, and he cried out from the sudden onslaught of pleasure. The large cable fit so perfectly inside him, and his body relaxed as Knock Out began to gently thrust.

"Oh...oh yes!" Optimus growled as he clung to Knock Out's arms.

"My beautiful Little Red Riding Prime," Knock Out grunted as he slid deeper. "So hot...and tight! Ngh!"

Every thrust drove Optimus' panty clad cable against Knock Out's arm, and the friction drove him into overload, letting out a shuddering cry as his port started to spasm. Knock Out panted against his shoulder, joining him in overload and thrusting erratically. Trembling violently, Knock Out lost his strength and collapsed to the ground with Optimus beside him. Optimus let out a sated sigh that quickly turned into a startled gasp when he felt Knock Out's cable, still buried within him, twitch and stiffen even more.

"P--Primus! You're still hard?!" Optimus gasped in disbelief.

Knock Out laughed and nuzzled Optimus' neck. "You just turn me on so much, gorgeous. I need to have you again. Please...let me frag your cute aft again."

Before Optimus could respond, a rustling in the bushes ahead silenced him, and he tensed in fear as another wolf stepped into the clearing. This one was much taller and more bulky than Knock Out, faceplates crimson, optics yellow, and fur a mix of dark blue and white. The new wolf gazed him over with a hungry leer, and he jumped a bit when Knock Out started kissing his shoulder.

"Don't be afraid," Knock Out murmured. "That's just my partner, Breakdown."

"Your partner?" Optimus whimpered.

Knock Out snickered, "Not that kind of partner, cutie. We frag each other sometimes, but we're not mates. We help each other hunt and keep other wolves out of our territory."

"I see you've managed to catch something interesting," Breakdown laughed while stepping closer. "Tell me...does he taste...delicious?"

"Why not find out for yourself?" Knock Out replied.

"Wait I--" Optimus began.

He was cut off when Knock Out abruptly rolled over and pulled him along, knees pressing against his thighs and keeping the limbs spread open. He felt vulnerable from being so openly exposed to Breakdown, and he quivered in fright as the large wolf kneeled between his spread legs. He cried out in surprise as Breakdown lapped his stretched port, shuddering and clenching his fists as the long glossa pushed inside, and Knock Out shuddered as well from the stimulation. When Breakdown's glossa slipped out and was replaced with a finger, he bucked and whimpered form the thicker stretch. Breakdown leaned over and roughly kissed him, lubricant coated glossa shoving into his mouth.

"Be gentle," Knock Out chided. "I don't think our pretty Prime is used to such rough play."

Optimus broke the rough kiss and growled, "I'm not fragile."

"Shh...I just want you to feel pleasure," Knock Out soothed.

Optimus relaxed and shivered as Breakdown's fangs nibbled his neck and slid another digit inside. "Ngh...what are you planning?"

"Ever have two cables in your aft?" Breakdown inquired.

Optimus' wide optic expression made Knock Out and Breakdown laugh. Racing thoughts told him to stop this, but another part of him was curious and wanted to experiment. As the digits slipped out, he tensed nervously as Breakdown nestled between his legs, plating sliding back and massive, erect cable nudged his filled entrance. While Knock Out sucked and licked his neck cables, Breakdown hungrily kissed him and pushed forward. Expecting pain, the unexpected explosion of bliss nearly made him pass out. Having just overloaded, his port walls were extremely sensitive, and he screamed as both wolves simultaneously eased out and slid back in.

"Harder! Harder!" Optimus snarled, helm lolling from side to side as he was consumed by pleasure.

"F--Frag! So tight!" Breakdown shouted. "We need to...ahhh...keep this beauty!"

"My thinking...ungh...exactly," Knock Out laughed.

"How about it, cutie?" Breakdown asked, ramming harder into Optimus. "Want to live with us? Not a bad way to spend your life...ngh...experiencing nothing but processor blowing overloads...ah!"

"I don't...ooh...oooh!" Optimus whimpered as he was jarred back and forth from the powerful thrusts.

"Relax...ah...we're just teasing you, gorgeous," Knock Out chuckled while massaging Optimus' corset covered chassis. "We wouldn't keep you against your will."

"Tempting though," Breakdown growled, slamming hard into Optimus aft. "You'd make a great mate for...ungh...both of us."

"Stop it," Knock Out scolded. "You're going to...oh...scare him." He cupped Optimus' chin and tilted the larger mech's helm until they were face to face. "Don't pay attention to him."

Stroking Optimus' cheek, Knock Out languidly kissed the larger mech, parting the Prime's lips with his glossa. While they tenderly kissed, Breakdown unlaced a portion of Optimus' corset and nipped at the exposed metal and glass, making the larger mech jerk and hiss. Fangs scraping along Optimus' chassis, Breakdown increased the tempo of his swaying hips, driving his cable as deep as he could, which caused the larger mech to wail and thrash, lubricant spurting over his abdomen as the Prime climaxed with a choked sob. The hot, wet clench of Optimus' port drove Knock Out and Breakdown wild, overloading with twin roars of bliss. Optimus groaned as lubricant flooded his passage and dribbled out onto his cape as the two wolves pulled out of him. Breakdown collapsed beside him, and Knock Out protectively wove an arm around his waist before passing out, keeping him trapped between the two wolves. With the morning sun's warm rays beating down on him, he soon slipped into recharge.

Startled awake by a loud Crow, Optimus sat up and groaned as his port throbbed, aft and thighs sticky. Knock Out and Breakdown were still recharging, and he managed to disentangle himself from their arms without waking them. Grabbing his basket, he followed the noise of flowing water until he reached a river. The clean water looked inviting, and he sat his basket down on a boulder as he unlaced his cape, slipped out of his skirt and panties, and washed the sticky lubricant from his clothing. Once the stains were gone, he placed the garments back on. He didn't have time to wait for his clothing to dry. He had to get away before Knock Out and Breakdown woke up. He knew they would just want to interface again instead of leading him back to path. Now that he found a river he was familiar with, he could follow it back to the path, and he ran along the shore.

Eventually, the bridge that he needed to cross to reach his grandmother came into view, and relief flooded into his processor and spark. He skidded to a halt on the rocky ground when a massive figure stepped out from a row of trees. He couldn't believe his rotten luck. It was another wolf, one much larger and fear some compared to Knock Out and Breakdown.