ratchet, drift, thunderclash, rodimus. 4some bc they realized hey, most of us have slept together here, why not just do a pile? alt title: return of the party kings!
I’m pretty sure I had the idea to do this some time ago but I don’t think I ever got around to writing it. I might just have to do a full version of this later ;)
“I...I don’t know about this...” Thunderclash fidgeted where he sat on Rodimus’ couch.
“I’ve already talked to Drift and Ratch about it, they said they thought it could be fun!” Rodimus shook him by his arm, “I can already tell you that you’ll like Drift, he likes a lot of the same things I do. You two are the only ones of the four of us who haven’t had a go at one another. Kind of surprising considering awhile ago you two got along better than him and Ratch.” The speedster chuckled.
“I’m not so much... Nervous about my performance. I just don’t want things between me and Ratchet to be awkward... He can get kind of jealous.” Thunderclash elaborated.
“Really? I never got that impression.” Rodimus raised an optic ridge at him.
“In our academy days he did anyway... He probably has gotten better about it.” Thunderclash said sheepishly.
“Wait... Was he jealous over... you?” Rodimus asked.
“Uh, yes,” Thunderclash chuckled airily, “I had to remind him that we weren’t exactly... together. It was a rough couple of weeks.”
“Not to be too weird, but I would pay good money to have seen that.” Rodimus laughed, “I don’t think Ratchet’s that insecure anymore. Although,” Rodimus paused, a mischievous smirk gracing his features, “He did seem very enthusiastic about fragging with you again... Maybe I should be keeping an optic on him.”
Thunderclash burned in embarrassment.