#dratchlock

I’m talking MTMTE Ratchet valve domming Deadlock while Drift watches and then joins in to make a Ratty sandwich.

aka, deadlock gets mellowed out by being double stuffed by both ratchet and drift, while he gets to suck on ratchets tits, being their good boy

maybe at first he's feisty and especially tries to top, but he's at a disadvantage!

after all, drift and ratchet both know that deadlock just need some loving 😊

Ratchet has been tasked on going patrol mostly for his own health as the mech has been stuck in base for almost a month. So while he lazily drives around Jasper keeping an optic out for trouble while also grumbling to himself a grey sports car pulls up next to him.

At first Ratchet ignores it just thinking a human is just heading down the same road as himself that's until he notices the Decepticon badge on the car's hood. Quickly changing course Ratchet starts heading towards open road as far away from the humans as possible, he knows if this ends up in a fight he doesn't want to blow cover. But a fight never happens instead the Con just slowly follows while also laughing to themself that's when they make a move, suddenly pulling in front of the medic they transformed into their Alt-Mode while also having a wide smug smirk on their face.

Deadlock just stands proudly with his hands on his hips while Ratchet just quietly sits idly still processing on what's going on. "Did ya miss me Ratty?~" Deadlock teases as he gently taps Ratchet's hood forcing a small grumble from the medic. Ratchet then finally transforms into his root mode just rolling his optics before pulling his secret conjunx into a tight hug. "Yes I missed you a lot, kid"

“I know you’re there, Deadlock,” came a voice from ahead of them. Out of the darkness slowly walked the green-and-black spiky frame of Lockdown. His red optics flashed as he saw the other figure. “I don’t believe it. Ratchet?” He grinned as he chuckled. “I suppose that makes sense since this is an Autobot ship, but Primus is smiling on me today.” He reached the claw serving as his right hand out to lightly brush the medic’s face. “You might as well turn yourself in, seeing as really no harm is going to come to you. I’m sure the Autobots will pay a higher price than the Decepticons to bring you home.”

“Like I’d trust you,” Ratchet growled, folding his arms.

Lockdown furrowed his brow. He pointed his claw at Deadlock. “Like you’d trust him? What has the universe come to, huh? The best and brightest Decepticon, the standard to which we should all strive!” He sneered. “Now back to being gutter trash.”

Deadlock quivered in place as he uttered a low growl, his fangs protruding slightly over his lips. “You have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Maybe, maybe not.” Lockdown shrugged. “But business is business. Honestly, I don’t particularly care what Megatron used to say about you or even what he’s saying about you now. You’re just another bounty to me, and I will collect. Now—” He cried out as a bolt hit the center of his forehelm.

Ratchet stowed his pistol again and grabbed Deadlock’s hand. “C’mon!” They dashed past the bounty hunter, who groaned as he cradled his helm in his hands. They vaulted over several more piles of rubble as they approached the starboard maintenance shaft.

“We’re going to be easy targets as we climb down!” Ratchet hissed as he helped open the panel for the manual release.

“So, what exactly was your plan back there, hot shot?” Deadlock whispered as he clasped the release handle. “Blinding him by making him mad? You can’t…” He groaned as they both started to pull. “...kill him that way.”

The release lever wasn’t moving as easily as the other one. Ratchet put all of his weight into it. “Oh, feel free at any time… to demonstrate why… you were in the Conclave.” The hatch suddenly flew open, and thankfully there was no fire this time.

Deadlock peered into the maintenance shaft. He paused briefly and then looked straight back at the medic. “Fine. I’ve got an idea, but you’re going to have to trust me.”

Trust him? It’s not like I have a lot of options here. Ratchet nodded. “Alright.”