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That’s what he said

Summary:

This is what happens when your boyfriend is all too eager to fight for all the wrong reasons.

Notes:

Got inspired to write this by a friend‘s fic and a meme, have fun I guess.

Also gotta remember to add links to their reference pictures later. And if I don’t, well, my OC Tumblr‘s dhs-in-distress and if you search their names something should come up.

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“I bet I could beat you in a fight.”

Mercury said it like he actually believed it, far more confident than he usually was when Scatters mentioned hand-to-hand combat. How wonderfully suspicious of him.

“Oh? And what would you want to bet exactly?” Scatters asked, and saw the other visibly tense up.
“I didn’t mean it literally like that” Mercury muttered, quickly adding: “I just wanna try it, y’know? Have a little rough’n tumble!”

He wasn’t exactly coming across as convincing, fidgeting way too much for that, and was he blushing? It was always hard to tell since his skin was this dark, but either way Scatters was very curious about what Mercury’s intentions might be here. It sure as frag wasn’t that he actually thought he could beat Scatters in a fight… why else would he say that though?

Only one way to find out he supposed.

“Sure then, just move the coffee table behind the couch while I get out of this vest.” Mercury almost seemed surprised at him agreeing so quickly, and while he appeared to be happy while dragging the little table across the floor (and scratching the Primus damned floor boards, again) there was an air of nervousness about him too. Understandable, given that he was about to have himself taken out by Scatters faster than he could say “Blaukraut bleibt Blaukraut und Brautkleid bleibt Brautkleid”.

“So do we just… start? Or is there like a countdown or something?” Mercury asked once he’d come back into the now ample space in the middle of the living room.“Depends, but for your first time it’s probably better if I just say ‘ready, set, go’ before we begin.”

“Alrighty…” Primus, Mercury was so visibly nervous, Scatters wondered if he should go easy on him. … nah.

Once Scatters had gone down his mental checklist (no shoes on his holoform, no sharp corners for either of them to hit, nothing on the ground to trip on, carpet slip-proof and secured) both went into position across from one another. Just from his stance it was obvious that Mercury was no more trained than when Scatters had first met him, which was to say not at all. He could probably be knocked off his feet in 3 seconds flat, Scatters might actually have to go easy on him.

“Hey,” Mercury’s soft voice startled Scatters right out of contemplation.
“You good? Do you still want to do this?”

“Yes yes, I was just lost in thought. Should we begin?” Upon Mercury’s clear nod, Scatters began the countdown.

“Ready,” He felt the holoform’s muscles tense and saw Mercury’s do the same.
“Set,” Scatters crouched down, as he always did.

“Go!”

Mercury threw himself at Scatters so hard it almost knocked him off his feet, though he quickly steadied himself and was pushing back against the Necrofriggian immediately. After a few moments of useless struggling on both sides Scatters felt the other trying to reach for his lower arm, just like he’d taught him.

Unfortunately for Mercury, this move to twist the arm was easily countered by simply grabbing both of your opponents upper arms before they could fully get a hold of yours and effectively flipping both of you over and onto the ground.Now it really was a ‘rough’n tumble’, since that was all they were doing at this point.

Rolling around on the carpet, trying to push each other off was really all both of them could do, and the fight seemed almost matched. Scatters did however have the advantage of doing slag like this for about 5 million years longer than Mercury, so finding an opportunity to get the upper hand came a bit easier to him.

At some point he got his legs wrapped around the other’s midsection, knocking him off balance entirely and flipping them over once again, but this time, with Scatters’ feet now pressing into his legs, Mercury couldn’t flip the two back around. He weakly shoved at him, with no luck. To seal his victory, Scatters wrangled the other’s arms above his head as well, pinning them there and bringing their faces close.

“1… 2… 3. You’re out.”
While it came out much closer to a whisper than he‘d intended, Mercury seemed effected all the same, since he visibly shuddered at the words.

No time like now to find out what Scatters had been wondering this entire time: “Why did you say that? That you could beat me in a fight? We both know it’s not true.“ There was definitely a blush on the other‘s face now, this close it was undeniable.
“Well…“ Mercury sputtered.
„I just kind of… wanted you… to prove me wrong… and to be on top of me.“ That last part was barely above a whisper.

If Mercury’s hands were free surely he’d be tapping his pointers together like a damn newspark, but Scatters loved this about him as much as everything else that made Mercury himself. He was often so shy about sexual things yet so lustful and desperate once he got going, it was as endearing as it was odd.

“Oh Mercury,” Scatters started, slowly lowering his head next to the other’s and dropping his pitch as far as it would go.
“If you wanted me on top of you, you could have just asked. I’d be happy to be a little rough.” From how hard he swallowed alone Scatters could tell that Mercury was barely holding back a whimper.

The floor wouldn’t do as a place to have sex though, so without another word Scatters completely removed himself from Mercury and stood up, pulling the other along too to speed up the process. The Necrofriggian kept their hands intertwined even after righting himself, and pulled them both towards the bedroom as if guessing what Scatters was thinking.

On the way Mercury -once again almost too quiet to even make out- asked: “Can you wear a strap-on for this?” Scatters was actually planning to do that anyway, but this at least removed the task of asking himself.

“Sure, which one do you want?” He had a hunch, making the other say it was much more fun though.
“The uuh /gulp/ the big one.”

“Think you can take it when I’m harder on you?” In part it was a tease, but Scatters was a bit concerned. The size of that thing could get a little much when you weren’t 100% prepared and ready for it, and even when you were it was… a lot. They could always stop he supposed, but better safe than sorry.

“With time to adjust, yes, buuuuut… I almost want it to be… too much” Mercury responded after a moment as they entered the bedroom. Scatters started rummaging around for the harness and dildo right away, though they used the stuff often enough and it shouldn’t take long, while Mercury got the lube and sat down at the bottom edge of the bed.

After some contemplation (and finally having found both pieces) Scatters turned around to face his partner again and eyed him up and down, as slowly and deliberately as possible, gaze strong enough to hopefully feel it on his skin. Judging by how he started to squirm it seemed effective.

“Frag, you really want me to pound you tonight, huh?” Standing up to his full height, Scatters made a few steps over to the bed, movements measured enough to almost appear like a predator on the hunt. Maybe Mercury was into that though. Actually scratch that, he was definitely into it, maybe even a little too much…

“Well, I’m sure I can fulfil those needs of yours. I’ll fuck you so hard into the mattress you won’t be able to walk tomorrow,” Another step closer, making the Necrofriggian scoot a little farther onto the bed.

“I’ll make you scream so much you’ll go hoarse,” A little closer again, he was close enough to notice Mercury’s minute tremors.

“I’ll completely melt your brain with pleasure,” Now he was standing almost directly in front of the other and looking down at him hungrily (more like straight at him, Scatters was so short he was at about eye level with Mercury like this, making being dominant a bit harder to do convincingly).

“I’ll wring orgasm after orgasm out of you until you can’t even think anymore.” Leaning over him more and more eventually made Mercury fall flat on his back, the perfect position for Scatters to once again lean in real close and force him into holding eye contact, before asking in the huskiest tone he could manage: “Do you want that? Do want me to break you?”

The noise Mercury made in response was half whimper and half drawn-out squeak, not exactly a yes but coupled with a few frantic nods it certainly seemed like a positive response. They couldn’t start just yet though, first one thing had to be made very clear. So, going down even closer, right next to the other’s head, Scatters whispered:

“I’m not actually going to break you or anything on or in you, I hope you know that.” He also did not strain his voice to it’s lower register for this, there was no need.

“Yeah for sure, we’ve been over this often enough for me to remember.” Mercury sounded a bit out of breath, which was funny considering that he’d done nothing but sit there and ogle.

“Those conversations were only ever theoretical though, in practice things can always… play out a little differently…” He was getting lost in his own processor (and the past) again, get it together, mech!
“… In any case, I just wanted to be clear.” That made the other snort.

“Then why can I still see you?”

After getting out a “Why you little-“ and thinking of a better idea, Scatters reached behind Mercury to grab one of the copious pillows from the head of the bed and (gently) smacked him in the face with it. This only served to make his quiet giggling devolve into full-on cackling however, though the Cybertronian couldn’t help but adore his scratchy and grating laugh.

Scatters let Mercury calm down for a few moments -his satisfied smile and little sigh immediately cancelled out the stupidity of the joke- and subsequently let himself fallcompletely on top of his partner, burying his whole face in the dip between the other’s neck and shoulder too, just because.

“You’re absolutely terrible by the way” he said.“Mmmm, I love you too, babe.” Mercury was practically melting under him already, he really did enjoy a good weighted blanket as much as he always claimed.

“So… you still wanna fuck or did I ruin it?” Now that made Scatters chuckle.
“Of course, the only thing that would make me not want to fuck you anymore would be, well, you saying or indicating that you don’t want to continue. Or if you suddenly started

talking about yourself in the third person.” Naturally, as soon as he’d said that Mercury started to open his mouth.
“Do not. Ruin the moment.” With Scatters’ hand covering his mouth for good measure, Mercury raised his hands in mock surrender, but the Cybertronian could tell he was still grinning under there.

“Alright, enough with the shenanigans.” Having said that, Scatters fully removed himself from Mercury and stood up, he ought to get that strap on… strapped on and lubed up before inserting it into Mercury. And get Mercury lubed up too. And stretched. And hot and bothered. Well he already was hot and bothered so they should probably prioritise the other things. Anyway!

The strap-on seemed even bigger when it was laid on top of Mercury’s stomach like that, and when the Necrofriggian looked down at it upon feeling the coldness of the lube he audibly gulped.

“Oh stars, can you give me the bottle of lube again, I think I’m gonna need more.”

——————————~the future ~——————————

It only took about seven orgasms until Mercury was a crying, screaming and begging mess with his back arched, wings splayed on either side of him and hardly able to utter a coherent sentence other than “please more”.

He looked absolutely divine, and if Scatters had enough credits to commission a wall-sized painting to capture this moment for eternity he would do it in a spark-beat. For now a screen capture of his hud would have to do.

A gasp from Mercury ripped Scatters from his thoughts.
“Ok… stop… it’s enough…” Immediately the strap-on was stopped and then removed from his slit, the lube and slick slowly trickling out as soon as the blockade was removed. Within a few seconds Scatters had taken off the entire thing (record time mind you, the damn thing was like a harness and ridiculously hard to get on) and turned his attention entirely to Mercury.

“Should I run you a bath?”
“Only… if th’water’s hot… ‘n you carry me.” Not a surprising response given how things usually went after they had sex, but it made Scatters fondly nuzzle into his partner’s cheek all the same.

“Hmm, and I’ll wash you too, and then dry you, ‘n get you back to bed and bundle you up.”
“Mmmmmm… c’n you be the big spoon tonight?” Mercury nuzzled right back into him as he asked, and it made him feel so warm inside he wondered if his actual body was being submerged in lava somewhere.

“As long as you keep your wings out of face.”As they were laying together later that night, entangled and cozy, Scatters could hardly contain the amount of pure adoration he felt for Mercury. But he was surely asleep already, after such a long session he had to be. So, barely a breath, he said:

“I love you, Mercury. I think I love you more than I thought anyone would be able to feel. It’s like I’m about to explode into a thousand tiny pieces and hearts, like some fool. But I am a fool… for you…”

Unbeknownst to him, Mercury, turned away and very much awake, broke out into a grin so wide his mouth hurt, and murmured right back: “Pff, kinda gay of you, not gonna lie.”

“IN THE NAME OF PRIMUS YOU-

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