hi

driftrod post-disaster "we almost died" sex, after delphi, or surviving the djd, or really any horrible event that one or both of them escape semi-scathed where they're either too injured or exhausted to fuck like they want to but they really really need each other. so they crawl into berth together and spend a long time just holding each other, intending to get to fragging but they don't want to let go... they end up opening their panels and frotting as best as they can in whatever position they end up in, burying their faces in each other's necks. drift thinks a little too hard about how close they were to not making it out and holds rodimus tighter, breathing shakily against his plating. he tries to focus on his partner's warm frame and rumbling engine, the way their spike slide over each other rhythmically as they rock their hips together. they both end up whimpering and gasping out "i love you" over and over when they get close, wrapping their arms around each other and crying out simultaneously when they cum. hips twitching in aftershocks, feeling their transfluid sticky and warm between them, breathing in each other's scent to remind them they're both safe and sound

if only transformers had the kind of fandom that leads to fully animated and voice acted porn. unfortunately all of that nsfw artist manpower has been allocated to the hoyoverse

i need to draw more rodimus crying while he gets fucked

imagining rodimus getting high and humping a pillow nonstop, too focused on how good his pussy feels every time he rocks his hips down on the fabric to even moan in pleasure. just panting and steadily humping his pillow, it feels so good, he's slowly building up to his overload... it feels like he spends hours grinding his clit into the wet fabric, slicked by his drooling entrance until it's just as soaked as he is. when he finally cums it lasts forever and his hips won't stop moving. he just keeps humping his pillow desperately, whimpering at how good it feels... his frame feels soft and heavy and his whole array feels amazing, the warm wet pillow cover dragging over his folds and clit is so good, it feels like he's being licked by a giant tongue and he never wants it to end. he barely notices how overstimulated he is, just continues to rut his pussy into his pillow

jerryrigging some sort of contraption to hold this vibrator in a perfect position because the magnetic pin on this thing only seems to work when held at an extremely precise angle. and i don't even know if it's an issue with the charger (easy to fix, can order 2 spares for cheap) or with the connections in the vibrator (annoying because i haven't even had it for a month)

rodiclash standing fuck where rodimus is at first flailing and clinging to thunderclash, yelping with each shaky thrust, just a bit frightened of falling. thunderclash has his arms hooked under rodimus' knees and his face buried in his neck, huffing and panting with effort. maybe it's awkward and unwieldy at first... but then when rodimus relaxes and knows that thunderclash really won't drop him, he won't slip at all, then they build up a rhythm. rodimus just lets thunderclash manhandle him and feels like a toy. gravity keeps slamming him back down onto thunderclash's spike and it's making him see stars. all he can do is drool and moan wantonly while thunderclash thrusts into him... and he thinks it's really hot when thunderclash pulls him off his spike after he's overloaded and he gets to look down and see it dripping out of him like he's nothing more than a well-loved fleshlight

i do feel like overstim is probably a slippery slope into having a tickling kink. and i'm okay with that