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when he finally bottoms out inside of you and lets out such a low, ragged and almost desperate sound that makes it known he’s been waiting for this alllllllll day

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sitting on his lap as his big hand cups the side of your face. you lean into his touch, eyes blown with lust and lips a little pouty. he gets unbelievably hard underneath you
Magnus was awfully...kind to offer him his assistance, this wasn't exactly the thing he expected Magnus to help him with. Again he fully expected a lecture where Magnus tells him about the importance of locking his door, even if he barged in, but he didn't so now he didn't know what to think....or maybe that was just his muddled processor.
His optics shift, watching as the larger mech moved to sit down on his berth waiting for his words "...I...well this is...a bit embarrassing for me." mostly because Magnus caught him but he needed to move past that because he wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to keep himself from touching himself, but giving Magnus an order to do something?
Primus...this may be embarrassing but he couldn't stop now, not unless he wanted to be 'blue balled'.
" I...want you to touch me, anywhere really." he mutters before adding " It's okay if you can I...know it's a strange request..."
This was in no way something that he would offer normally, as he was much more reserved when it came to those kinds of activities unlike many others on board the ship... however, he did still understand wants that needed to be satisfied. Lectures could come another time.
It wasn't a surprise to him that Skids was still embarrassed, and he was still willing to leave if he changed his processor. He waited patiently for the other mech to make up his mind on just what he wanted him to do.
When he finally spoke up, Magnus hummed before nodding, shifting — slightly hesitant as he did so — to sit in a better position to touch him. His servos first rest on his legs, resting there as he thinks for a moment, "Is there anything you want me to avoid doing at all? Any specific actions or touches, kissing as an example."
She could barely think with the way he nibbled and sucked on her node, the attention causing pleasure to practically surge up her spinal strut. Her digits dug into the berth to help keep her balance as her legs pushed slightly against his hold, wanting to push together and around his helm. And the sound of his voice muffled by the sounds of him practically devouring her... It only made her want more - so much more.
The moment that he pulled back, she vented heavily, a whine being pulled from her at the single worded question. Inside. She barely had another moment to process it before she was moaning again, digits dug once more into the berth as she felt his glossa pushing lightly into her valve, "Please... Yes, please.. Inside.."
"Oh, you little- Grh!" He wanted to throttle the speedster for the snark. Reaching a servo down, he wrapped it around his spike and started to slowly jerk it. He didn't want to wait much longer to get the stimulation he badly needed.
"My valve.." His other servo reached to use his middle and third digits to spread the folds, his calipers cycling and leaking lubricant.
Though he did give a small snerk of a chuckle, he didn't need to be told twice as he looked back down to Cielo's valve in front of him, his optics zeroing in on the way that the jet spread his folds to give him a better view.
His engine gave a low purr as he moved one of his servos up to lightly push Cielo's out of the way to replace them with his own, rubbing over them and through the center, against his entrance, before pressing his faceplate against him and giving soft zaps while nuzzling it to give him some friction.

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⠀ ' whatever's you want . i'd rather show it t' ya though . '
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⠀ ( rodimus smirks, a playful look within his optic as he says so . mee -- ow . she's bold . very bold .ᐟ )
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She watched him for a few moments, humming thoughtfully as her digits trailed light, random shapes over his shoulders, purposefully extending the wait for him to get his answer just because she felt like being a little bit of a... brat.
Very bold indeed.
Steamtrack leaned closer, nudging her nasal ridge against his while the grin on her derma widened, optics brightening for a moment and her doorwings fluttering.
"Then show me."
Each teasing peck Polaris planted upon her glistening dermamesh collected a pearlescent pink sample of her sweetly-flavored coolant sweat, the ceramic-like shine leaving a pleasantly smooth feel on her dermas. Mourningstar's lithe frame arched into her handler's touch; yearning for caresses and to feel Polaris' reach all over. Thrilling tingles ran throughout her circuits from feeling the claws just barely rake along her thighs and cinched abdomen.
"Aah-A reward... For me...?~" The hybrid babbled, shivering in delight as the scientist traced her dermas up her cleavage. "Oooh...! Please, Polaris... Please!~" She whimpered, leaning her helm back to give the other femme full access to her neck cables without resistance, arching her spinal strut to press the single fuel pump into Polaris' palm for her to knead and squish to her spark's content.
Mourningstar loved to have the softest parts of her frame squeezed and squished, especially until the nozzles of her fuel pumps released trickles of Energon.
The seeker moaned softly as she tasted and swallowed her coolant while continuing her affections. She knew all too well just what every small drop of any fluid that came from the femme beneath her could do to her, and with the day she had just finished up, she could use the oh-so tempting way to relax. And not only was this pleasant for her to unwind from the day she had, but she got to watch and hear and feel and taste how much her little test subject was enjoying herself.
"Oh, absolutely for you, darling!" Polaris moaned as she licked her neck cables again before peppering kisses. She shifted a little on top of her so that she could grind her still concealed valve against Mourningstar's, enjoying the way she could feel her lubricant against her plating. "Have I ever told you how beautiful you sound when you beg for me? I can't get enough..~"
Her servo squeezed gently around one of her pumps, kneading it while being careful not to grip too hard and cause discomfort with her claws. With the way she arched up against her, her other servo that remained on her waist slid easily underneath her to keep her frame pressed against her own.
( ✧ ― @spark-took-flight || wall-fragged ― ✧ )
Wall fucked + reverse Spark Bit for Red Blitz?
Red Blitz had kicked, pushed and pulled against the wall that surrounded his waist, however it seemed that there was no way that he could free himself. How he even got into this he couldn't even recall! ... That was a lie, but there was no way that he was ever going to admit the stupidity of it to anyone, let alone repeat it to himself! Might as well just delete the memory file and hope someone comes around to help...
However, just as he started to pull against the wall again, he paused when he heard pedesteps on the other side. His legs kicked around to try and get their attention.
"Hey! Hey!! Whoever's there, can you help me out?!"
With all asks now completed, its time to get to that backlog of threads~
( ✧ ― @viciousbite || continued from ― ✧ )
Polaris had been sitting at her desk, pouting and her wings fluttering in her irritation that she couldn't seem to get what she wanted right, on top of the messages from clients that had her wanting to rip her optics out! Primus, talk about fools and idiots who by some miracle made it to the present day!
Hearing the ping from Repose, she opened it, not thinking much of it — she froze, optics widening as she stared at the image he sent. It sent a flush of heat through her frame and already her valve was reacting behind her panel, tightening around nothing while lubrication began to form.
A smirk slowly formed on her derma and her engine purred as she sent a response back,
» Mmm... that might could keep one busy for a good while, in the best way I'd assume. Would you like to come to me, or me to you? «

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( ✧ ― @naughtywave || xxx ― ✧ )
XXX Jolt/Steamtrack
Jolt brushes their finger over Steamtrack's lips. Steamtrack sucks it without hesitating.
It was hard to recall just when the last time they had been able to meet up was, but it was quite the opposite in trying to remember just what they had done together. Needless to say, even if she didn't want to admit it, she had a hard time not looking back on that day and finding herself charged up and wanting more.
So, with him in front of her right now, even as she was trying to keep her brat side up, it was impossible for her to ignore how his thumb brushed over her lower derma. Her mouth opened and, while maintaining optic contact with him, wrapped her derma around it and gave a light suck.
( ✧ ― @naughtywave || xxx ― ✧ )
XXX Heatwave/Chase
Chase writes erotica as a private hobby. Heatwave discovers it, and reading Chase's works reveals the unplumbed depths of Chase's sexual imagination. The idea that Chase even thought of some of this stuff is incredibly shocking and exciting to Heatwave - who now has to get up the nerve to approach Chase and ask if they can re-enact a certain scene from Chase's work.
Chase... wasn't entirely sure how he had started on the path of this type of writing when he had been so much more tame before. However, if he were to be completely honest, he couldn't say that he regretted anything he wrote — in fact, it was one of the best ways that he had found that really let his thoughts out in a way that didn't embarrass himself or leave him pent up and feeling like he couldn't tell anyone.
Especially with some of the scenes he wrote... he was relatively certain that no one would be interested in those with him
( ✧ ― @naughtywave || xxx ― ✧ )
XXX Heatwave/Steamtrack
Steamtrack rides Heatwave hard, skin slapping, thighs straining, and all Heatwave can do is hang on for the ride, encouraging Steamtrack to make themselves cum.
Steamtrack vented heavily as she continued to slam herself down on Heatwave's spike, her servos clutching his shoulders as her optics were shut tight. Primus, having him inside her again like this after the twins felt like heaven, and she was beyond thankful that they were away and taken care of for a time while the two of them got... reacquainted.
Plating clanking against one another, paint transferring red and blue on their thighs and the way that each time she pushed down on him felt like sending sparks of pleasure up her frame.
"Oh frag —— Heatwave..!"
( ✧ ― @circuitry-and-chaos || xxx ― ✧ )
'XXX' Stahlk and Starfall?
Morning sex. Stahlklinge and Starfall wake up in bed together. Hands wander. Lips meet. The sheets twist around them as Starfall rolls on top of Stahlklinge, sleep-warm and turned on. What happens next?
Stahlklinge groaned low as he slowly began to rouse from recharge. It wasn't often that he would stay the night with Starfall, however there had been something that persuaded him to make an exception this time — though, looking over at the smaller mech beside him, he couldn't find it within himself to regret it.
And if he was needed in the Pits, they could ping him.
Rolling over, he wrapped his arms back around Starfall, gently peppering kisses over his shoulder while he pulled him close to have his back right up against his chest and one servo lightly running over the slope of his side.
( ✧ ― @blindxroticism || mind reader ― ✧ )
Mind Reader- for Elita from Optimus, and for Steamtrack from orion >:U
" I can't tell what I want more: for him to frag me into the berth whispering the dirtiest praises into my audial or to ride him until he's a whimpering and begging mess beneath me..."
"Orion is such a sweetspark... but it really is hard not to think sometimes about just how pretty he'd sound desperate to get his spike wet..."

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