Could I request tfp Wheeljack absolutely wrecking a fem human s/o? Like. Human's wrists are tied up and she's unable to do anything besides let him wreck her. He calls her his slut but is soft at the end. I dunno dom Wheeljack and sub human s/o.
You arch up into his curious fingers, breathless at the stretch and heat. If you weren’t tied down you would have leapt into his lap already, desperate for his mouth and his spike, but Wheeljack bound you up with stasis cuffs. Made specifically for your tiny wrists. He’s such a lovebug.
“What’s wrong? Can’t handle a little teasing?” Wheeljack has an almost predatory look in his optics, but underneath that is a warm affection. Even the curve of his mouth isn’t cruel, simply playful and satisfied by your reactions. “I thought you had ‘patience for days’. Isn’t that what you said? Or...”
Wheeljack pulls his fingers away from between your legs, your hips immediately wriggling to follow, and trails them up the heated skin of your thighs. He plants small, chaste kisses and nips along your soft belly, moving up chest until his mouth brushes the delicate skin of your neck. If it weren’t for the gag in your mouth, you would beg for more kisses. Beg for him to use that mouth where it counts.
“Maybe you’re just a slut for my spike,” He pushes into you without warning, his spike filling your much smaller body and making you whine from the stretch. “I’ve given you so much and you’re still ready for more.”
You can hear the fond grin in his voice as he sets a punishing pace, his servos pushing your thighs open for greater access. With Wheeljack pressed so close to you, his strength and size is so much more evident. The heat from his vents comes over you in waves, but you arch into him even more, hungry for him to move faster and deeper.
“How am I supposed to say no to you?” Despite the fact he’s inside you, despite treating you like a spike sleeve just moments earlier, his voice is soft and gentle. His optics are glossy and look at you with so much adoration. He’s knocked the air out of you literally and figuratively. His in-vents grow more labored, Wheeljack’s expression pinched in what looks like pain but is more likely desperation. “I’m gonna overload in you, yeah? Do you want that?”
He hardly gives you a moment to respond, not like you really can, before he’s overloading deep inside you. You are already so full with his spike, but something about having him finish inside you has you cumming right after.
It’s a quite few moments of Wheeljack staring down at you, looking past you, before a peaceful smile slides onto his face.
“Ah, sorry about grabbing you so hard,” He seems torn about where to untie you first, but settles for pulling off your gag. Your jaw aches and you wonder if you had been biting down on it the entire time. “Looks like you might already be bruising a little. Want me to get some ice?”
“Naw,” You stretch and flex your wrists when releases you from the cuffs. Your circulation may not have been cut off, but your upper arms ache from being above your head for so long. “Cuddle with me?”
It must be the doe eyes that have Wheeljack chuckling at you, or it was your sudden ‘spooned’ position that did it, but he slides in place behind you with quick kisses to the nape of your neck.
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