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Black Hook shivered as he felt digits ghost up his back, from his lower back up and up to stop around his neck, a servo wrapping around it with barely there pressure only to let go in favor of going down his back. "What's this about?" He mutters.

Heavy Iron leans against him, a warm weight on his back, arms wrapping around his waist, a head on his shoulder to whisper into his audials. "I would tell you but.. you alyways said that you hate preperations and I know that you like surprises."

Black Hook leaned into him a bit, although his optics were full of suspicion. "Preperations?"

Heavy Iron pulled away slightly to nuzzle at his back lightly only to chomp down on his shoulder, keeping him in place.

Black Hook let out a startled, choked noise as his shoulders stiffened before he relaxed into the bite. He shivered as a glossa dragged over the mark. "I hate surprises." he denied.

His protest was weak, breathless and with little real meaning behind it.

It was more out of habit now than anything else. It was always- well almost alyways like this, sometimes it was him who nuzzled, teased and left sparkling kisses but most of the time it was Heavy Iron, pushing and biting and nuzzling and marking and claiming him until Black Hook finally let him-

His thoughts were interrupted as Iron started to gently push him, pressing him against the nearest flat surface.

"Let's just say.. that I need your back in top condition."

Black Hook stared into nothingness for a moment before squirming and turning in his hold, stareing at Heavy Iron with a blank but shocked stare.

The truck looked innocently at him, servo traveling to cup Black Hook's faceplate. "Don't look at me like that, you'll love it by the end."

Black Hook stared at him, expression not changing one bit. "...What do you need my back in top condition for." He asked slowly.

"You'll see soon enough." The truck said, optics turned upwards.

Black Hook aimed his canon at him.

Heavy Iron glanced at the gun, unimpressed with the threat, servos coming to rest on Black Hook's waist. "What are you gonna do? Shoot me?"

The weapon started to charge as Black Hook glared with the intensity of 7 sun's.

Heavy Iron stared back, as if completely confident that the other would not be able to actually go through with it, servo starting to rub gentle circles on his waist. "We both know you're not gonna fire that."

Black Hook in fact did not but he did punch him so hard that Heavy Irons chin went up and head knocked back, the truck ended up falling to the ground before the pirate went running.

For a moment Heavy Iron just stared, touching at his chin and faceplate. "I was about to take you for a hike you slagging idiot!"

Black Hook stopped running, staring at the truck. "What?"

Heavy Iron let out a small groan as he stood up, servo still on his chin. "For pits sake, you hit hard." He grumbled, looking at the other. "I was going to take you for a hike and you decided to punch me."

Black Hook crossed his arms for a moment, looking away from the truck, servo coming to rub at his own arm. "Well- It's your fault."

"My fault?" Heavy Iron repeated, rubbing at his faceplate. "How is it my fault that you decided to punch me?"

Black Hook huffed avoiding optic contact as he shifted on his pedes. "Well- If you weren't talking so much I wouldn't have- why bite me and pin me against the wall like that then??-"

"To knead at your back without you squirming you idiot! Would you rather have your back hurt and complain the whole hike?!" Heavy Iron rolled his optics, "And are you seriously blaming this on me-? Come here you fragging-"

"A-" Black Hook ran.

Heavy Iron chased after him with a shout, servos grabbing for him. "Come back here!"

"And if I dont?!" Black Hook shouted back.

Heavy Iron was quickly gaining up on him. "When I catch you, I will make sure your backside will not forget it!"

Black Hook gained speed with the threat present- there was the sound of metal hitting metal somewhere but he didn't care about that- he turned around to run in the other direction only to see that a bunch of metal pipes had fallen on Heavy Iron.

Black Hook stared at the pipe pile for a moment, he could hear the truck shout curses from under there.

"You got to be slagging kidding me." He muttered, shaking his head, he turned around and started going in the trucks direction, stopping at the pipe pile and crouching down. "You alright under there?"

"Does it look like I'm alright?" Heavy Iron snapped.

Black Hook crossed his arms. "Well it's a stupid question." He responded before glancing away.

Heavy Iron stared at the pirate for a few moments, frowning. "You.. Gonna help me out or just stare at me like a fragging idiot?" He grumbled.

Black Hook looked at him for another moment before finally moving, grabbing the end of one of the pipes. "Yeah yeah I'm coming."

Heavy Iron stared. "Kinky."

Black Hook almost dropped the pipe but managed to keep his grip, turning to glare at Heavy Iron. "Shut up."

The truck only seemed to smirk at that. "Aw did that fluster you?"

Black Hook grumbled but did not answer, getting ahold of another pipe. "You're a pain in the aft."

Heavy Iron seemed to be amused despite his situation.

××Time skip.××

"So.." Black Hook started. "Are we going for that hike?"

"My back hurts." Heavy Iron grumbled.

"Oh, I wonder why that is." Black Hook replied sarcastically.

Heavy Iron gave him a glare, turning away from him. "It's your fault." He muttered. "I was looking forward to that hike all week."

For a moment Black Hook stared before sighting as he sat down next to the mech, leaning against him. "You're really upset about this huh?"

Heavy Iron did not answer.

Black Hook made his way under his arm and then swiftly into his lap, snuggling into him.

For a moment or two Heavy Iron stared at the pirate but only seconds later he huffed. "What are you doing?"

"Comforting you." Black Hook replayed, arms sneaking their way behind his neck before going back to his shoulders to message them. "Now shut and enjoy the comfort."

Heavy Iron rolled his optics at that, arms loosely wrapping themselves around his waist. "I'm not a baby that needs to be comforted you know."

Black Hook snickered under his breath. "You sure don't seem to act the part."

Heavy Iron glared at him, servo lightly bonking his head. "Oh be quiet, you're supposed to be comforting me, not making fun of me."