Lockdown+Sirius Request

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A/N: Requested by eomonmoonbertlotanis. Character Sirius belongs to her.

Pairings: Lockdown/Sirius

Title: A New Target
Rating: PG
Warnings: mild violence, slash

Lockdown cautiously stepped forward, mindful of the leaves and twigs beneath his pedes. He didn't want to alert his target of his presence. It would be a shame to scare off such beautiful prey: a wolf-bot mixed with the colors of white, black, and gray practicing with two swords in a small clearing. Bright green optics narrowed and suddenly looked in his direction, making him stop dead in his tracks.

"I know you're out there!" the wolf-bot snarled. "Show yourself!"

With a wicked smirk, Lockdown stepped into the clearing and turned off his camouflage mod. "Smart little puppy."

"What the frag did you just call me, bounty hunter scum?!" the wolf-bot spat.

Lockdown laughed. "Didn't think your Autobot friends would have filled you in about me. Such a shame. You know so much about me, and I know nothing about you, little puppy."

"My name is Sirius!" the wolf-bot yelled, pointing both his swords at Lockdown. "I am a prince, and you will show proper respect when talking to me, bounty hunter!"

"Forgive me, your majesty," Lockdown stated, giving Sirius a mock bow.

Sirius huffed. "Fragger! If you're after my swords---"

"Not interested in those," Lockdown interrupted. "Don't get me wrong, they're impressive weapons, but I'm more….impressed with you."

Sirius scowled as Lockdown leered at him. "You're revolting, and I'm in no mood for your games. Leave me in peace, bounty hunter."

Lockdown shook his helm. "Sorry, little puppy, but I'm in the mood to play."

Sirius gasped as Lockdown lunged for him, rolling to the side, barely avoiding the bounty hunter's servo and hook. When Lockdown turned and came at him again, he swung his swords. Lockdown knocked one blade away with his servo and kicked the other one away. Sirius was forced into hand to hand combat, but he was evenly matched with Lockdown, and neither one of them could land a serious blow. They fought with one another until the sun peaked over the horizon, both collapsing to the ground, cycling their vents hard, condensation clinging to metal and fur.

"That was fun," Lockdown panted. "Haven't had a decent sparring partner in quite some time." He winked at Sirius. "I'd say our first date was a great success. So, little puppy, up for a second date?"

Sirius rubbed his face. "You're out of your processor. Stay the slag away from me."

Lockdown watched as Sirius bolted from the clearing, calling after him, "I'll take that as a yes!"


Title: Another Chance
Rating: PG
Warnings: slash

"This is insane," Sirius grumbled to himself. "Why am I doing this?"

Hours earlier, Sirius had received a com call from Lockdown, asking him to come back to the place where they first met, which had been two days ago. When asked how Lockdown had gotten his frequency, the bounty hunter just laughed. Stupid question to ask a skilled bounty hunter. After half an hour of begging, bribing, and threatening, he snapped and agreed to see Lockdown. He hated to admit it, but he was curious about Lockdown and even attracted to the older mech. The tall, dark, and handsome ones were always hard to resist.

"Ungh," Sirius groaned. "Can't believe I find that freak….hot. Primus help me."

Stepping into the clearing, Sirius saw Lockdown sitting on the ground, moonlight gleaming off his armor.

Tilting his helm, Lockdown stated, "Come sit with me."

"And do what exactly?" Sirius grumbled.

Lockdown shrugged. "Talk….look at the stars."

"Didn't know you were into stargazing," Sirius snorted.

"Lot of things you don't know, little puppy," Lockdown chuckled. "Sit down, and I'll enlighten you."

Sirius rolled his optics. "I'd rather not. I'm leaving."

Turning around, Sirius began to walk away, but Lockdown leaped up and grabbed him, spinning him back around. He tried to strike out, but Lockdown snagged his servo, hook latching onto his waist, pulling until he was flush against the older mech's chassis. His cheeks burned from the intimate contact, and his ears perked up to the sound of soft music, which was playing straight from Lockdown's frame. He couldn't keep himself from smiling when Lockdown took a step back and tugged him along, leading him into a slow waltz.

"Now there's a pretty smile," Lockdown chuckled.

Sirius quickly frowned. "I just find it amusing that such a lanky bot can actually keep a rhythm."

"As I said before, lot of things you don't know," Lockdown laughed. "Maybe you should give me a chance."

"Maybe when you earn my trust," Sirius muttered.

"Not going to make this easy for me….are you?" Lockdown snickered, leaning in for a kiss.

Sirius used his free servo to shove Lockdown's face away. "Got that right."


Title: Rescue
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: mild violence, slash

Sirius yelped as Lugnut's massive pincher punched him in the stomach, sending him sprawling across the ground, hacking up oil and energon. He had gotten cocky and decided to fight Lugnut without alerting the Autobots of the Decepticon's presence. He should have been able to handle to handle one 'Con, especially one as stupid as Lugnut, but he had underestimated the other mech's strength. Something was interfering with his com link, and he could only helplessly watch as Lugnut loomed over him, pincher raised high, ready to land a killing blow. A gray orb suddenly rolled between Lugnut's pedes, exploding and knocking the mech back with a pained scream. Lockdown materialized before his optics and scooped him up, carrying him off as Lugnut screamed in rage.

"Stupid kid!" Lockdown snapped. "You got a death wish?!"

"Shut up!" Sirius snapped back, wincing from the sharp pain in his abdomen.

Lockdown's furious expression softened. "Just take it easy…."

"I'm fine!" Sirius snarled. "Just a little banged up….nothing….serious…."

Dizziness swept over Sirius, and he passed out. When he woke, he found himself in an unfamiliar, dimly lit room laying on a berth. Lockdown was sitting next to him, servo locked with his own, squeezing gently.

"Where am I?" Sirius asked, scoping out the room.

"My ship," Lockdown answered. "Don't start having a panic attack. We're still on Earth. I….didn't have any place else--"

"Thank you," Sirius interrupted.

"W--What?" Lockdown stammered.

"Thank you for helping me….and not abandoning me," Sirius murmured. "You could have taken advantage of me while I was out too….but you didn't."

"How do you know that?" Lockdown inquired.

"Ran a diagnostic when I woke up," Sirius replied.

"So….have I earned your trust yet?" Lockdown asked.

Wrapping his arms around Lockdown's neck, Sirius pulled the bounty hunter into a passionate kiss, glossas twining together. Sirius yanked Lockdown onto the berth and mewled as the bounty hunter loomed over him, legs snaking around the older mech's hips, groins rubbing together in a teasing friction that made both of them pant and shudder.

"What do you think of that answer?" Sirius cooed in between kisses.

"Excellent answer," Lockdown chuckled. "How far do you want to take this, little puppy?"

Sirius nipped Lockdown's chin. "Keep calling me little puppy….and you'll get nothing."

Lockdown laughed and nuzzled Sirius. "Fair enough. If you don't like something…."

"I'll kick your aft," Sirius warned.

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