cybertronians arriving on earth and having a tough time adjusting to human vehicles. they'll just be sitting at a red light, going about their day, when an absolutely stunning sports car pulls up next to them. the purr of the engine alone is enough to start building charge; and when it revvs? oh primus they're in trouble. it's a struggle to race to the nearest abandoned warehouse so they can stick a finger in their port and relieve themselves to the audio playback of that scandalous car driving away. two minutes in and they have to turn off their vocaliser or risk being discovered in a compromising position. their own engine growls loudly as they overload, leaving behind the thick stench of ozone. they can only sit in a puddle of shame and coolant hoping nobody heard that.
(everyone did, and the city received several noise complaints as a result)
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Oh here's a request for Prowl topping - there's a decent bit of Prowl topping Scavenger around, but you know what I'm warming up to? Prowl topping Bonecrusher
'That thing is not gonna make me overload.' Bonecrusher grouses under his breath, intermittently glancing at and away from Prowl's spike.
As if his valve wasn't already out and stained a pretty pink with his own lubricants. As if Prowl couldn't see it twitching.
Something like raucous amusement passes through the gestalt bond, yet as Prowl glances at the mechs surrounding him and Bonecrusher, they betray nothing of their emotions.
'Don't mind us.' Mix pipes up 'Keep going.'
Prowl does. His servo glides languidly over his spike, spit smoothing his movements.
The rest of the constructicons were strangely insistent that he spike Bonecrusher, even as the mech argued his preference for being the one who does the spiking. This is true of their shared experiences so far; as far as Prowl has seen, Bonecrusher has never once used his valve. In fact, whenever a stray servo found itself on the underside of his modesty panel, he'd be quick to swat it away.
Which leaves the way in which the constructicons convinced him to go through with this a bit of a mystery to Prowl. No matter. He'll gladly take the opportunity to be on top.
Prowl settles comfortably between Bonecrushers' spread thighs. He takes a moment to observe the mech's flushed, plump pussy, still fluttering hungrily, as if in anticipation. A bead of milky lubricant slips down its pleats as Prowl spreads it with his thumb. As far as Prowl's aware, Bonecrusher hasn't even been touched yet.
'Just-' The normally confident mech's vocalizer clicks and stalls. He has to reset it before continuing. 'Just get on with it.'
Were he not focused on the task at hand, Prowl would be able to hear how behind him, Hook smothers a servo over Scavenger's face to stifle his barely concealed giggles.
Instead, he follows Bonecrusher's command and settles the weight of his spike against his array. It's true that, in comparison with the constructicons, it may not be all that impressive in regards to size, considering Prowl himself is a size class or two smaller. Even now, as he rests it against Bonecrusher's valve, it spans about the equivalent of its length -- his root at Bonecrusher's entrance and his tip weighing on the steadily throbbing anterior node. Considering this disparity, he inwardly disregards any need for prep.
Precum dribbles from his spike's slit, and he angles it to smear it against Bonecrusher's already soaked array. Without bothering to warn the mech laid out below him (a small payback for all the times the same has been done to him), he finds his hole, and pushes in with one smooth movement.
The manner in which the others talked him into spiking Bonecrusher led him to believe that maybe he's secretly proficient at using his valve and simply reluctant to admit it. Prowl thought he was being set up for what would be a good spiking session. Maybe their positions would flip, with Bonecrusher riding him, grinding their arrays together.
(He saves that particular thought for later)
What he didn't expect was for Bonecrusher to start whimpering three unhurried strokes in.
His servos clutched at the sheets, wringing them in his grip. The inner walls of his valve rippled around what should have been the gentle intrusion of Prowl's spike.
It is at this moment that Prowl realized it wasn't any kind of hidden skill or simple preference which made Bonecrusher steer away from taking spike.
It was that his valve was wildly oversensitive.
A quick glance at Bonecrusher's faceplate only confirmed Prowl's suspicions. One of the mech's servos flew to cover his deep flush up. Their audience was openly cackling now.
The corners of Prowl's intake twitched into an unwitting, smug little smirk.
'You said you weren't going to overload?'
'I'm-!' Prowl's next lazy thrust cut Bonecrusher's retort clean in half. His indignant glare spoke for itself anyway. 'I. Am. Not.' he grit through clenched teeth.
A devious idea formed in his processor.
'Whatever you say.'
The next time Bonecrusher screwed his optics shut — and Prowl didn't need to wait long for that — he snuck a hand down.
The sound that left Bonecrusher's vocalizer when Prowl pressed a firm digit to his swollen clit could only be described as ear-splitting. His cunt clamped down on his spike so tightly that if Prowl were told he was fucking a still-sealed mech, he'd believe it.
Without ever having to graduate from his easy, slow thrusting, Prowl managed to get Bonecrusher to start desperately fucking himself back on his spike, moving his hips to roughly grind their arrays together. Lubricant gushed from around where Prowl's spike was stuffing his hole with each uncoordinated movement.
Much to his own shame and mortification, as betrayed by their bond, Bonecrusher overloaded with a high, drawn-out wail.
It may not have been the spiking Prowl expected, but he was overcome with a strut-deep satisfaction all the same.
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Octo ratchet getting the mildest heats but the worst of the worst ruts.
Sure he gets warm and lingers a little too long amongst the top of his enclosure if there's someone nearby during a heat, but if it's during a rut, always keep an eye out for a stray arm coming for your leg, and never, EVER, be alone near his tank. It doesn't matter where, it doesnt matter how, he will get you. He will fuck you. And about three arms are going into one hole, or all holes.
Not to mention you're not leaving that tank for anything but air until that ruts over.
At the very least once he finds a victim or three it doesnt last nearly as long as it should in these conditions.
Can we do merformers rossums trinity... please... an aquarium where Rodimus and Drift are housed together cos they're both similar species of mers. They clearly get along very well, maybe even a little too well if you ask some of the staff. Those two are regularly seen frotting and sucking spike and sometimes even licking each other's valve slits. Whilst sexual behaviour between mers isn't uncommon, it is a little more uncommon for what is clearly purely recreational sexual activity. Never once have either of them been caught sticking their spikes into each other. This isn't even a breeding thing. They just like fucking each other for funsies
Then enter magnus, a bot who's hired to manage the logistics of the aquarium. He never interacts with the mers directly. He's here to do things like account for all the equipment, check that the tanks and hardware are in good shape, log them in the inventory, etc etc... but rodimus sees this guy and goes crazy. He looks so big and so strong... One time he tries to be a little funny, popping out of the water to playfully splash this new bot, grinning, just to see what would happen. What happens is the new bot glares at him and the look goes straight to his array. He actually squeaks and zips back into his cave where he feels the tip of his spike already poking out of his slit
Of course then he tells drift. He tells drift about the new guy who's so big and so hot and he gets so riled up talking about magnus that he's rutting his spike against drift's, as drift pants and nods dumbly
After that, both of them clearly have their optics on the new guy. They keep watching him. Rodimus is a little more playful and keeps trying to disturb the guy on the job, hoping to get some attention. He starts flashing his spike too, swimming intricate patterns at the glass to show off how cool he is and also how horny he is. Magnus always looks kinda awkward and embarrassed about it, but is always stern. At some point he starts telling the mer off for his inappropriate behaviour. Unfortunately for him, his voice makes rodimus even more insane. Rodimus hears magnus start lecturing and he just starts rutting against the glass, cumming all over the smooth surface for magnus to see
Drift wants him too, but he's less desperate. He's happy to let rodimus do all the dancing. That is until rodimus comes to him pouting, saying he's not getting anywhere. Then they need to up their game. The next time magnus comes by, rodimus and drift make a show off rutting against each other. They keep looking at magnus, an invitation, also hoping to make him jealous, but magnus just tries to tell them off about it. Like magnus probably should be all means just leave them alone, but he's the only weirdo who would try to scold some mers about being inappropriate
When the frotting doesn't work, the pair decide to turn it up a notch. They're getting so horny. They want to fuck. They want magnus to put his big strong pups in them. Their valves keep getting so red and puffy from how turned on they've been getting, begging to be filled. So the next time they see magnus, rodimus is showing off his swollen valve slit, swimming in front of magnus, making sure the other sees, before he chirps for drift to come in and skewer him with his spike. Rodimus screeches, his valve having been empty for so long, suddenly stretched wide by the overenthusiastic mer. The two only last a few shallow thrusts before they're overloading, all whilst magnus watches in horror
Now every time they see magnus they're fucking. They take turns filling each other up with trasnfluid, and each time they will swim up to the glass and show off their messy leaking valves to the bot. Magnus is secretly getting really turned on, even though he is horrified by the idea, and keeps having to force himself to look away and escape before his panels unlatch as well
we straight gassin' cutting straight to the bricks. this shit aint nothing to me man. we smoking nucleon. shawty upgraded to a spoiler took that shit out 'cause she couldn't run. my money longer than blurr of velocitron. moving like megatron we get it back in energon. i live for this shit. that valve better stink otherwise i dont want it. my money long, my subspace deep. smoking that zeta prime camian filtration fluid. i see primus. i smoke real tarnese street smog. i've seen the thirteenth colony, i've heard the voice of unicron. i smoke that empurata shadow government shit. i drank her waste fluid out of another man's filtration tubes. my bitch looks like sargeant kup. this shit ain't nothing to me man. the nucleon got me speaking primal vernacular. get the prime on the phone now i fronted him a brick and i need my money back. im a turbofox i'm biting exhaust smoke in the car wash. i'm smoking that sentinel prime south-kaonian wire-burger mega million bubba-kush. i'm on twelve circuit boosters smoking on minimus ambus dick. i'm on them tetrahex geronimos. i'm on them iaconian nibblers. i dont give a fuck if i go blind i dont need to see the faction badge anyways. we smoking filtered dark energon you stupid motherfucker i'll fucking kill you.
I need someone so sexually violated it might as well be actual violence.
Can I get Rodimus freaking out over the matrix and all of a sudden it decides to help it's chosen one relax and calm down with something that's proven to make bots happy, relaxed, and calmed down?
Not only does this include spark mergin, it's pleasure so deep he might as well have opened up his entire chassis and exposed his inner mechanisms to be gently carrassed but he didn't want that he didn't want to do something so trusting to something that he hates and could never trust.
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Tfone soundwave helping tfone Megatron experience an actual, true valve overload cuz SW looked into the mind of his new leader and immediatly went "oh he's never squirted in his life", and took it so so damn personal.
Begs the question of wether or not he asked, and managed to flip it over so Megatron was on the bottom, confused and maybe a little scared on why soundwave is trying to pry at his valve coverings when his spike is literally right there-- of course giving in once some special wire is tweaked so nicely-- or if soundwave regardless did some somnophilia, and toyed with legs until said guy woke up to soundwave balls deep in him, muttering little praises and encourages once he felt something all up and deep in systems he forgot he even had.
Either way megs crues through it and soundwave doesn't stop until his legs are shaking and his optics have visible static in them.
And maybe after Megatron starts whimpering out his cute little begs. So so cute.
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