#ballpoint tf

"you, uh... you doing alright?"

"o-oh yeah! yeah, i'm fine! yep! totally! i just... i-i need a minute."

to be honest, you weren't sure how ballpoint even managed to get this far. the little bot had managed to sink himself halfway down onto your tdick, but going any further seemed to be quite the challenge for him. his thighs were quivering as he held himself up, and his tiny servos gripped onto your finger as if he were holding on for dear life.

"are you sure?" you asked him, hoping that he wasn't in pain. yeah, it definitely felt fantastic to have your tdick in a hole that tight, but it didn't mean much if he wasn't enjoying it, too. "look, we don't have to do this if-"

"i wanna do it!" ballpoint cut in, his forehead scrunched up as he tried to concentrate on the task at hand. "i know i can. it's just... i-i mean, you're so big, and i've never done something like this before, so..."

ballpoint took a deep breath, clearly trying to steel his nerves. trying to reassure him, you gently rubbed the side of his helm with your thumb and said, "just take it slow, alright? don't rush yourself."

a shaky smile spread over ballpoint's cute little face as he leaned into your touch. "thanks," he said with a nervous laugh. "i can do this. i know i can."

after a moment's rest, ballpoint readjusted in your hand and slowly sank himself down the rest of the way, letting out adorably pathetic little huffs and whines. you kept as still as possible despite the urge to thrust up into him the rest of the way - the last thing you wanted to do was somehow hurt him during his first time.

with one last little quiet sob, ballpoint managed to sink himself down all the way, his spindly legs shaking beneath him. he took a moment to collect himself, his death grip on your finger unwavering as he let himself get used to the stretch.

"you feeling ok?" you asked him, continuing to stroke his helm. ballpoint whimpered as he shifted his hips back and forth.

"'s so big," he slurred, somehow sounding like he was close to overloading already. "primus, 's like you're in my spark..."

ohhhh, the urge to fuck him stupid was getting harder and harder to resist. watching him squirm as he rocked his hips, you wondered just how long it would take for him to overload, or how many overloads he could take.

after a minute, ballpoint nodded and said with whatever determination he still had to muster, "a-alright, i'm ready."

"you sure?" you asked, which made him nod vigorously.

"yeah," he said, sounding out of breath already. "please, just... f-fuck me. i can take it."

that was all the permission you needed. readjusting your grip on him, you slowly pulled out until just the tip was inside, then rutted back up into him hard, making ballpoint cry out, "s-so big! too big!!"

"want me to stop?" you quickly asked, but ballpoint wasn't having it.

"NO!" he yelled, surprisingly loud for such a small bot. "i can take it! i can take it! pleeeease, pleasepleaseplease, harder-!!"