"Game starts in ten minutes."

It was the time before another fight and the men and women were warming up to go out once again. Axe was doing some push-ups, Sven lifting the dumbells and Mangix was off drinking. No one seemed to have much time for Rattletrap who wanted to show off a new shirt he had gotten. The Clockwerk had gotten so excited when his shirt had arrived that he had only put on his helmet when he went out because he wanted to show it to the others before the fight started. Rattletrap could put on his armor in the blink of an eye and thus saved it to the last but that also meant he was just wearing his new shirt and underwear.

"Hey, Ember! What do you think?" said Rattletrap, pointing at his shirt. "I am busy meditating." was the only response he got. "Oh."

He didn't let it discourage him though and went onto the next person he saw. "Sven! Look what I got!" Sven didn't respond as he was lifting some heavy looking dumbells and judging by the sound he was huffing and puffing, it was really tough. "It came today!" Sven roared loudly as he was pushing himself to his limits with his workout and it unleashed his hidden energy, causing him to literally turn red! "Uh, maybe later!" Clockwerk ran away quickly in case something would be flung his way.

Rattletrap didn't have much luck for the next minute, Furion used his nature magic to teleport away, Tidehunter couldn't read the text properly and Troll Warlord just threw one of his axes in his way and spat out profanities loudly.

"Hey, Doom!"

Doom looked away from the newspaper he was reading and took a sip from his red and black coffee mug with the text "Hell's daddy." on it. "Hm?"

"What do you think of my new shirt?"

Doom took a look at it, it was a sleeveless white shirt with the text "I got cogs of steel!" on it and it was cut deep enough he got a good look at Rattletrap's pectorals. It was sleeveless as well, showing off his powerful arms that had some scars on them and bulging with strong looking biceps and triceps especially for someone his size. The archdemon of hell took another sip of his brew and smirked. "It's very fitting you, I like it." said the demon and chuckled, giving the little man a thumbs up.

"Really?" said Rattletrap, clearly excited by the recognition he finally got. "I thought so too, considering my mechanical suit and my... Well, 'Equipment'!" Rattletrap spread his legs a bit to get a better stance as he put both hands on his hips, looking up at the mighty demon. This gave Doom a perfect view of that Rattletrap was indeed packing some heat between his legs, the bulge between them was enormous due to his massive balls and if it weren't for the specially designed underwear he was wearing that tucked them away, they might have even gotten in the way of him.

Doom, always in that mood got interested. "Why don't you show them off if you're so proud of it?" said the demon and glanced over at the time. Eight minutes was all he needed. "Huh? W-Well, I'm not like you Doom..." said Rattletrap, his cheeks glowing red behind that helmet he wore. Suddenly, Doom placed his coffee mug on the nearby table, took a quick step towards Clock and kneeled down, picking him up easily. "Whoa! Hey!" "If you're gonna tease me like that..." said Doom and grinned widely and Rattletrap knew exactly what that grin meant. There was a stream of words and objections coming out the Clockwork's mouth that made no sense as Doom carried him away into the nearest alley for a bit of "fun".

The nearby alley was a spot that Doom went to frequent, it was a good spot to get some satisfaction with some lucky man right before a fight started and considering the time, Doom had a perfect idea. Still holding Rattletrap with just one hand, he lifted up his other massive arm and exposed his moist, hairy armpit which made Rattletrap gulp loudly. An intense wave of masculine musk radiated from the pit and even if he was wearing his helmet, Rattletrap picked up all of it. "Get in," said Doom and pushed Rattletrap head first into the pit and lowered the arm, trapping him in there. "Mfm!" Sometimes he thought it was a bad idea to incorporate a way for scents to enter his helmets but that was not today. He took a deep breath and inhaled all the musky scents of Doom's armpit, feeling an intense wave of arousal surging through him.

It turned him on immensely and soon enough was squirming in Doom's grip, wanting more, "That's good, breathe deeply..." encouraged the demon, placing one of his fingers on Rattletrap's firm ass. Rattletrap whimpered softly in approval, Doom's musk was something very few could resist and the powerful, earthy, musky scents really got to him. A few sweat drops managed to find gaps in the Clockwerk's helmet and fell onto his lips which he immediately licked up, savoring the salty flavor that sent a chill through his body in approval. His manhood was pressing really hard against the underwear now, forming a cock-shaped bulge that pushed against Doom's side and abs.

"If we had more time, I'd play with you longer..." chuckled Doom, feeling his friend was becoming more and hornier. He pulled him out from his pit and almost had to use force because Rattletrap wanted more of him. "Perhaps I'll stuff my jockstrap in that helmet of yours, letting you smell me without anyone noticing. Would you like that?" said Doom and chuckled at the way the Clockwerk was nodding very quickly. Doom noticed the moist spot on Rattletrap's underwear and he pressed his finger at it and licked it, tasting the pre. "Come back to me later and we'll finish this," said Doom and placed down Rattletrap on the ground.

"The match starts in sixty seconds."

Doom gave a wink to the Clockwerk and walked out of the alley, swaying his tail playfully and left his to-be playmate alone. "...Boy! He knows how to get to me..." mumbled Rattletrap and sighed. He was just about to grab his erection because Doom had made him incredibly horny, the scent still strong in his nostrils when he heard: "The match starts in thirty seconds."

"Awh you son of a..."