BlazingPrime Ratchet x criminal! Reader Hehehe illegal medic and legal medic. Just for you friendo!

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Bloody servos were washed as you sighed after finishing a surgery.  All of your practices were... unconventional, but they worked.

You were a "medic" of an underground fighting ring. Or more so of this whole underground market and town.

You wiped your servos of energon.

You could barely remember when you got roped into this but you didn't mind. At least not any more.

Sure where you got some of your tools and organs for transplants I'd kinda sketchy but you were an honest bot.

Currently the you were brought a different medic, a legal medic. You were surprised when two brutish mechs drug him in.

"What are you doing!?" You shouted as pulled him in

"Mech for you for good service." The green one stated as the white and orange mech was dropped at your pedes

"What do tou want me to do with it!?" You demanded.

He shrugged, "He's yours."

Soon enough you were left alone with a passed out medic.

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A few hours later the orange and white mech woke to his servos chained to the wall and a femme struggling to get a mech to stop bleeding on an operating table.

"... arterial wrapping and THIS SLAG IS STILL BLEEDING!!" She shouted as another large gush of energon fluids splattered out

The orange and white mech watched in confusion as the femme sighed as she pulled her servos away causing a much larger gush of fluids. Splattered onto the floor.

Quickly the janky monitor showed a flat lining. You grumbled and tossed your bloody servos up.

"Great! Now I'm gonna get my aft drug from here to Iacon!" You shouted

You glanced over seeing the mech you were gifted staring at you with wide confused optics.

"Oh... you're up that's s plus." You started washing off your servos, "I was starting to wonder if those brutes sit you too hard!"

You chuckled and dried off your servos and walked over to him, "What's your name cutie?"

"R - ratchet." He vents

"Well ratchet, welcome to the City of Gladitor." You chuckled opening the shade on your window

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It's been months since you were given a mech and it took quite a while to get him used to the rough edges of Gladitor, and even now he's still jumpy when gladiators storm in demanding healing.

You've desensitized yourself too it. Slowly but surely he medic warmed up to you enough that you could trust not having him cuffed to something to ensure he doesn't run away.

But this was a different thing that what you were expecting as you came back from the market. Ratchet pounced on you which caused you to make a surpised noise.

You blushed at the medic who had settled between your thighs. He nuzzled his helm against your own kissing down to your neck.

"Ratchet- oh~" you shuddered and bit your derma as his derma met your neckcables

You shuddered as his servos eagerly roamed your frame. You purred softly as he ground against you softly.

"Mm~" you purred gripping his helm as you hooked your legs around him

It didn't take long for arrays to meet and arousal to grow. Ratchet growled as he slammed in fast scooting both of your frames across the floor.

You cried out with bliss arching up towards him at his sudden passion as he slagged you to pits and back.

Your overload crashed down on you hard and fast you cried out as you overloaded optics flaring. Your systems offlined just after the mech above you overloaded your glossa just poking out.

He vents and slowly pulls out and closed your panels manually. He took the keys on your hip and hummed softly.

"Sorry... I can't stay here." The old mech hummed, "though this was fun."

He placed a note on your chassis as you whined in your recharge wanting to snuggle. He gave you a smooch and quickly left the medical area.

Leaving you there on the floor with a note that read.

"Oh. You're up, thought I slagged you too hard.
                                          -ratchet-"