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*throws this into the wild*

a litany of prompts exploring intimacy and sexuality. mature audiences only; do not interact if you are a minor. add +reverse to reverse the roles. combine prompts by sending multiple at once. only use these prompts to portray consensual scenarios.

[beg.] sender makes receiver beg before giving them what they want.

[fumble.] sender struggles impatiently with receiver's clothes.

[shh.] sender stuffs their fingers in receiver's mouth to keep them quiet.

[tug.] sender grips receiver's hair to pull them closer.

[tie.] sender binds receiver's wrists with rope / belt / tie / etc.

[bite.] sender sinks their teeth into receiver's neck / shoulder / skin.

[scratch.] sender rakes their nails down receiver's back.

[drip.] sender drips spit into receiver's mouth / onto receiver.

[69.] sender and receiver go down on each other at the same time.

[needy.] sender teases receiver about how desperate they look.

[deep.] sender pushes receiver's head down during oral until they gag.

[eager.] sender holds receiver's head still and fucks their mouth.

[anchor.] sender pins receiver's hips while eating them out.

[grind.] sender grinds their hips into receiver while receiver gives them oral.

[press.] sender pushes a hand against receiver's stomach while inside them.

[hold.] sender grabs receiver's hand to hold while they have sex.

[pin.] sender pins receiver's wrists above their head.

[straddle.] sender straddles receiver's body to restrain them.

[clutch.] sender clutches receiver's jaw to hold their head still.

[hollow.] sender presses a thumb into the hollow of receiver's throat.

[cradle.] sender cradles receiver's throat in their hand, applying light pressure.

[stay.] sender cockwarms receiver.

[breed.] sender fucks receiver deep and finishes inside.

[stare.] sender forces receiver to maintain eye contact.

[cling.] sender wraps their legs tight around receiver's waist while they have sex.

[elevate.] sender places a pillow beneath receiver's hips during sex.

[suckle.] sender sucks on receiver's chest and nipples.

[eavesdrop.] sender fucks receiver where others can hear but not see.

[praise.] sender praises receiver for taking it well.

[hush.] sender forbids receiver from making a sound.

[chokehold.] sender locks receiver's throat in the crook of their arm.

[mark.] sender leaves hickeys on receiver where they will be seen later.

[nuzzle.] sender buries their face in receiver's neck mid-fuck.

Though the firebot was used to working in overheated environments, his fans were working hard to expel his built up internal heat. He squeezed his beloved’s hips tightly in his servos and leaned forward to murmur praise and dirty talk against an orange audial fin as he finally allowed himself to let go of restraint.

Blades let out a shaky moan as Heatwave licks his digits clean of the helibot's transfluid, having been watching the bigger bot over his shoulder plating, a shiver running down his backstruts. Blades' plating flares to expel the built up heat from his frame, steam leaving his protoform and intake as his invents got desperate and whiny.

optics dim as he's pounded into, moaning and whining at the dirty talk and praises that were being muttered into his audial fin, Blades' servos drag and grip at the berth under him. he could already feel the charge beginning to built up in his lower tanks, optics shut off as he enjoyed the rather brutal fragging.

the fact Heatwave was moaning into his audial only made him more turned on, moaning along with him as he tried to shift a little under him so they could share kisses. Blades lifted his left leg to rest on the berth, the angle shifting so that Heatwave's spike hit even deeper, the calipers of his valve tightening as he got closer and closer to overload.

             Usually High Tide would notice when someone were to have any... sort of feelings for him, be it love or even hate, but since he spent more time aboard his ship than with the rest of the team he was sure it would be impossible for any of them to feel anything for the mech. Well, he was wrong.

             “Heh, quite darin’ ain’cha?” He questioned yet again, but this time in a teasing tone as a servo moved to caress a white thigh with a small smirk, steam billowing from his parted lipplates. He leaned foward some, blowing some of it close to Blades’ lips and got dangerously close to a kiss... But not doing so just yet.

there's a little whimper that escaped his intake at the touch to his already warm thigh, the fans in his frame kicking on a little higher to accommodate the growing heat and charge that was building in his body. the steam coming from the bigger mech showed that his ministrations had not been in vain, and as the other got closer, Blades' optics dimmed more, expecting a kiss.

when he didn't get one, he pouted, armor flaring slightly to let out little puffs of steam. he was already pretty worked up, the high grade and his own bravery at being so forward had his panels begging to slide open, but he dismissed the input. not yet, he didn't wanna seem too eager. at least, that's what the movies he'd watched had said.

I’m so fucking embarrassed by this indulgent garbage, but i worked too hard on it to just leave it in my folder so here it is.

Context: In this fic i read starscream is overcharged on this powerful new energon and was acting much more crazy and stupid than usual. He barged in on Alexis when she was about to have a bath. In the fic he just leaves her be after freaking her out, but since I am fucking garbage I was like “woah what if he just let his desire get to him or some gross unrealistic shit like that?” So this happened. 

“Take it easy, Beautiful. I’ll take care of you, don’t you worry~” He leaned over and pressed a kiss to the side of Blades’s helm. “I always do, don’t I?”

Blades whimpers low when he's stopped, looking over his shoulder at Heatwave with a heated gaze. Blades hums at the little kiss to his audial, " Y-Yeah, you do. Oh, Heatwave I need you so much~ " he continues to whine and whimper. he really did need the firebot fragging him, like yesterday.

when Heatwave thrust into him, Blades gasped and moaned, servos gripping at the berth as he's pushed forward into it. the drag of his spike in his valve has him venting rather ragged, plates flaring to the max to vent the quickly building heat in his frame. steam escaped his intake with every vent, already really riled up despite the fact they'd just started.

" Ah-! Y-You do! " he cries out as Heatwave thrusts into him again, " You belong in me, filling me up~ " he sighs, before gasping at the touch to his spike. he's biting his lip plate again, bucking into the firebot's touch as his thrusts became faster. his rotos shiver and tremble,

             To celebrate the team’s success after a dangerously tiring rescue, High Tide decided it would be a good idea to throw a little celebration party at his ship to get their hopes up for when they would be needed — with strict permission from Chief and granted they would all be given a well deserved day of rest after the party. He provided everything, of course, while also keeping an eye out so things didn’t go south.

             As night fell and the party came to a close, the sailor decided to sit down while reading a datapad as the bots wandered towards the groundbridge to return to the firehouse. He didn’t pay that much attention of how long it would take, as he made sure to give a warning beforehand to the Burns family in case one of them had to stay by his ship until the next morning, as if he already expected some of them to be gone by now.

             Oh, how wrong he was in his judgement.

             High Tide did notice Blades make his way closer to where he was seated, but didn’t expect the copterbot to take a seat on his lap. Although a bit shocked by such boldness, his faceplate did heat up considerably as the smaller bot slowly grinded a little too close to his modesty panel. Was it some kind of prank or a challenge? Green optics quickly scanned around, noticing that they were alone as the others had already left.

the party had been fun, sure, but Blades had been staring at High Tide the whole night. he wanted to show the mech that he wasn't some scaredy cat, that he could be bold and be able to take some charge in a situation. but this had been a bit of a wild idea, facilitated entirely by the high grade he'd sipped all night. not that he had an issue with the bigger bot anymore, no. they've got their differences, sure, but they got over it since their first encounter.

had he developed a bit of a crush on the sailor? maybe, not that he'd shown it much. usually people knew when he was lovestruck, his emotions were always on his hypothetical sleeve, so it's always pretty obvious. but since High Tide didn't hang around the island too much, Blades didn't dwell on it too much. but the party had been a rather good time to confess, or at least, that's what the high grade lead him to believe.

so here he was, grinding down on the bigger bot's lap, watching the other's expression. there's a massive flush to Blades' faceplate, but he keeps going despite the sinking feeling in his tanks. he frowns at the observation, stopping his movements to come up a little closer to the sailor,

" Yes. I know what I'm doing. " he huffs indignantly, pouting at High Tide as his servos slid carefully down blue shoulder plating. Blades leans up a little more, optics still a little dim as he was face to face with the sailor, biting his lower lip plate again,

"I just... wanted to see if you'd be more handsome up close or not."

Television forgotten, they’d stumbled into Heatwave’s hab amid heated kisses and wandering servos. Once securely behind a locked door, panels had transformed away and touches had become far more intimate.

Now, Heatwave’s engine rumbled at the sight before him. He slid a servo over Blades’ aft, letting the tip of a broad digit tease at the entrance to that welcoming valve. “You’re beautiful when you’re needy, you know that?”

Moving in behind his beloved, he gave his own leaking spike a few firm strokes before resettling his servos onto white hips and pulling them back. A loud groan of pleasure escaped as his spike was taken to the hilt.

Blades might have wiggled his hips at the other, still biting his lower lip plate as he waited for Heatwave to react. a shiver ran down his back struts and rotors as the firebot's servo went over his aft, the teasing digit making a hoarse little mewl leave his intake. they're so lucky that they had the bunker basically to themselves!

he can't help but chuckle breathlessly at the compliment, " I like it when you call be beautiful... call me it again? " he asks softly, frame already running hot and plating flaring to let out the excess heat.

anticipation rand through Blades' circuits as Heatwave came up behind him, standing on his tip toes, really showing himself off. the feeling of Heatwave's spike sliding into his slick valve had him moaning rather loudly, servos finding purchase against the berth as he relished the feeling of his valve trying to stretch over the intrusion. calipers cycling down, he pushed back against Heatwave, trying to gather a little friction to build up a charge.

(  another collection of smutty dialogue for you heathens (affectionate). please do not interact if you are under eighteen. feel free to edit and change how you seem fit. )

❛ i know my worth. and if you want me, you'll do as i say. ❜

❛ you don't want me here? then why does your body say otherwise? ❜

❛ oh? does that turn you on? ❜

❛ you look good on your knees like this. ❜

❛ i'm not jealous. you're just mine. ❜

❛ i need you. please. i'll be quick. ❜

❛ you used to hate me, and now you can't take your eyes off me. ❜

❛ you want me quiet? make me. ❜

❛ i know you have one more for me. come on, i'm not done yet. ❜

❛ fuck, that was so hot. ❜

❛ such a good boy/girl. making me feel this good. ❜

❛ go on. fuck yourself on my cock. ❜

❛ you have no idea how long i've thought about having you like this. ❜

❛ keep the noise down, baby. you're too loud. ❜

❛ you taste so fucking good. ❜

❛ they can't fuck you like i can. ❜

❛ fuck, i've missed you. ❜

❛ keep going. just like that. ❜

❛ they don't get to have you like this, but i do. ❜

❛ pretty good, huh? i told you i'd make you feel good. ❜

❛ you're mine. and don't you forget it. ❜

❛ i'm not gonna last long if you tighten up like that, sweetheart. ❜

❛ what, got nothing to say? no matter, i'll have you screaming in no time. ❜

❛ just a little more. you can take a little more, can't you? ❜

❛ getting close? don't worry, i'll take care of you. ❜

❛ what would they think if they could see you now, huh? ❜

❛ maybe i should put my dick in your mouth so you'll shut up. ❜

❛ maybe if i sit on your face, that'll shut you up. ❜

❛ look at how well you take me. even though it's been so long. ❜

❛ it's apparent in your eyes — you desire me. ❜

❛ don't stop. please, don't stop. ❜

❛ fucking doesn't involve this much talking normally. ❜

❛ you want this, don't you? want me all over you? inside you? ❜

❛ don't forget who you belong to. ❜

❛ if you want something, then you ask for it. ❜

❛ when was the last time someone fucked you? ❜

❛ i'll make us feel good. you'll love this. ❜

❛ how was that? satisfying enough for you? ❜

❛ oh no, i'm not finished with you yet. ❜

❛ what, afraid i might break you? ❜

❛ what, afraid you'll break me? ❜

❛ stop teasing and just put it in already. ❜

❛ fuck me harder. don't you want to make me feel good? ❜

❛ that's it, babygirl. ❜

❛ you want me to sit on your face? ❜

❛ i want this. let me have you like this. ❜

❛ now that you've given me what i want, i can give you what you need. ❜

❛ don't just stand there, you tease. come here and let me taste. ❜

❛ i want you like you used to have me. like we had nothing else to live for. ❜

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐦𝐞. 𝐧𝐨𝐰. (VERY USFT!!!!) 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - send ‘reverse’ for the sender and receiver to swap. adjust wording as needed!

[ grind ] sender straddles receiver’s lap and starts grinding against them, slow and intentional

[ whisper ] sender leans in and whispers exactly what they want to do to receiver in excruciating detail

[ wristgrab ] in the middle of a heated moment, sender pins receiver’s wrists above their head

[ needy ] sender pulls receiver into their lap, desperate and breathless, kissing them like it’s not enough

[ tease ] sender drags their lips and tongue down the length of receiver’s stomach, but stops just before going lower

[ undone ] sender undresses receiver one piece of clothing at a time, dragging it out with loaded glances

[ taste ] sender drops to their knees and starts kissing up the inside of receiver’s thighs

[ lapfull ] sender drags receiver onto their lap in the middle of a conversation, their hands already wandering

[ control ] sender takes full control, guiding receiver’s hands, body, and every motion

[ tug ] sender grips receiver’s hair and yanks their head back to kiss them roughly

[ choke ] sender wraps a hand lightly around receiver’s throat while their lips are barely apart

[ lipbite ] sender bites down on receiver’s bottom lip while grinding against them

[ praise ] in the middle of it all, sender whispers praise between every movement "just like that," "you're doing so good," "don’t stop"

[ beg ] sender makes receiver beg for it

[ mouthy ] sender licks into receiver’s mouth mid-kiss, messy and aggressive

[ suck ] sender sucks a mark into receiver’s neck, possessive and without shame

[ edge ] sender brings receiver right to the brink, over and over, refusing to let them finish

[ wrecked ] sender has one goal: to leave receiver trembling and ruined beneath them

[ needy grind ] clothes still on, sender grinds against receiver until they’re both panting, desperate for more

[ between ] sender slips a hand between receiver’s thighs while whispering, “you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”

[ ride ] sender pushes receiver down and climbs on top, holding eye contact the entire time

[ spit ] sender leans over and lets spit drip into receiver’s mouth before kissing them hard

[ mess ] clothes scattered, sheets ruined, bodies tangled—sender and receiver didn’t hold back

[ slow ] sender draws everything out. every stroke, every breath, every motion unbearably slow

[ possessive ] sender fucks receiver like they’re trying to make sure no one else ever will

[ overstim ] sender keeps going even after receiver's already shaking from release

[ grip ] sender grabs receiver by the hips, holding them in place while taking full control

[ hot & heavy ] sender and receiver go at it somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t

[ control freak ] sender lets receiver think they're in charge… until they flip the roles mid-way

[ lips everywhere ] sender kisses every part of receiver’s body.

[ breathless ] sender doesn’t let up until receiver is clawing at their back, gasping for air

[ all night ] sender makes sure receiver doesn’t sleep... again, and again, and again

[ tongue ] sender slides their tongue along receiver’s skin, taking their time tasting every inch

[ dark corner ] they don’t make it home! sender drags receiver into a shadowed corner and gets to work

[ eye contact ] sender holds eye contact the entire time they’re going down on receiver

[ mirror ] sender takes receiver in front of the mirror so they can both watch

𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

❝ i want to hear every sound you make. don’t hold back. ❞

❝ get on your knees—now. ❞

❝ you’re not leaving this bed until i say so. ❞

❝ look at you. all mine and dripping for it. ❞

❝ you said 'just one more time' last time, remember? ❞

❝ keep quiet, or they’ll hear. ❞

❝ is this what you wanted? me, like this, ruining you? ❞

❝ you’re shaking—already? we’ve barely started. ❞

❝ i haven’t even touched you yet, and you're already begging. ❞

❝ be good for me and spread your legs. ❞

❝ don’t you dare finish until i tell you to. ❞

❝ you’re going to be the death of me, but i’ll die happy. ❞

❝ say it. say you need me. say it louder. ❞

❝ i could do this all night. want to test me? ❞

❝ if you want more, use your words. ❞

❝ you look so pretty when you beg. ❞

❝ you’re not shy now, are you? ❞

❝ take it. like that. good. ❞

❝ tell me where you want my mouth. ❞