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    Rodimus was still struggling to believe this was real. He had to be dead or dreaming, surely, because there was no way he’d somehow found himself in berth with two of the most handsome speedsters he’d ever known bearing down on him.

    To his left, hovering protectively half-over his frame, was Drift. His mouth had, up until a moment ago, been busy with Rodimus’s, their tongues laving over each other as they met in a messy kiss. He’d pulled back slightly to glare and growl at the other mech, even as his hand stayed busy below.

    To his right, the source of Drift’s ire clearly trying to shoulder his slightly smaller counterpart out of the way, was Deadlock. Heavily armored and armed to the teeth, there was energon still dripping from his lips that were pulled into a fanged grin. He’d been gnawing at Rodimus’s energon lines just moments ago, and only paused to sass Drift.

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    OR: Rodimus finds himself caught between a rock (Drift, who would rather the other guy not be here) and a hard place (Deadlock, who would rather the other guy fuck off).

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