OK, so, this was inspired by a quince that I attended

I was thinking imagine if D16, but human version and there are some gorgeous designs people have made of him, works as a trucker and Optimus is of course in disguise but HE's the bayverse one cause we've seen that ship go about.

Optimus is super awkward at first, cause holy crap everything is so sensitve, and those hands feel surprisingly strong on his steering wheel.

D16 or we'll call his human form Dean, nickname Dee or D.

Now He definitely is like something ain't right with this damn truck, of course something happens and Optimus has to reveal himself

D would be like HA I KNEW IT! I knew something wasn't right with you...oh my god you're so big.

Promptly passes out.

Optimus does indeed panic, but thankfully D isn't out for long.

"Oh thank Primus, I thought I'd killed you!"

D "Pffft take a lot more than that big guy, so like you've been alive this entire time?"

Optimus "Yes."

D pauses and then screams into his hands, Optimus doesn't know why the human is screaming so gently asks what's upsetting him.

Here comes my dirty humor.

D just gets this look of horror on his face

"Dude, I jerked off in you more than once! I got it on the damn dash , one time it even got on the windsheild, how did you not blast your horn at me or get mad, I got food all in your interior and , and AHHHHH!"

Prime looks away, ear finials twitching.

"I did not want to embarass you...and while you may be somewhat of a messy human you always have cleaned me throughly...as to your recreational time...I may not have been adverse to it, I was fascinated...for a human your form is attractive...and..."

Prime mumbles the last bit and D is like while in the middle of being a fuming blushing fustrated mess

"Care to repeat that buddy!"

Prime wrings his hands

"I looked forward to your messy food days because the way you cleaned me...let's just say you never left me unsatisfied."

(I laughed as I wrote that I've been up since 5 am shush)

D is just having an existential crisis and sits with his head in his hands.

"Great just geat, an alien watched me have fun and I practically gave it a hand job every time I cleaned it."

"What's a hand job?"

Prime asks curiously.

"I...it's pretty much what you saw me giving myself...urrgh why me, I will never eat in you again."

D looks up in disbelief, did this thing just whine in disappointment, rolling his eyes he pats Primes cheek.

"Well, guess we already know each other on a physically inimatate level now, you work hard getting me place to place, I can at least 'service' you after a long drive...I did wonder why the engine would sometimes kick on and there was that one time your horn went off...."

Standing up again he holds Prime's massive face in his hands and looks him over

"Say my name again, I just wanna check something."

Prime complies but this time it's heavier, rougher and slightly drawn out.

"Oh yeah I could get used to that, so how about it Prime, wanna be my truck and I'll be your human?"

Prime has never had anyone be so damn forward with him and he nods

(ngl I can see everything in my head so clearly from scenery to the moving parts of prime, D's dread locks and full lips and beautiful eyes, to the broadness of his shoulders and the jacket tied around his waist and the boots that go knee high and all you're getting is the scraps of my ramblings.)

Obviously D being human you know how it'll end, either the natural course of nature or D fighting to protect Prime will take him.

But D will always be the one that's etched into Prime's spark and if they should ever meet again let the heavens allow them to cross the universe and be one soul once more.

The inside of Optimus's cab is warm, D's boots put to the side as he leans back in the passengers seat so his feet aren't all over Optimus's steering wheel, but resting crossed on the dash board as he eats some type of noodles from a cup and is probably the type to use chopsticks to do it to.

They're under some form of shelter but the light tapping of raindrops can be heard on the body of his faithful companion, well that's what D calls him when talking to other drivers, no one but him know's his vehicle is so much more than that.

"You hoping I drop some of these so I gotta give you a clean out big guy?"

He teases, but Dean has most certainly been eating these for far too long and has mastered the art of actually eating them neatly to the point of it being almost unnatural.

"Is it that obvious?"

Prime will answer sheepishly, only for his lover to shake his head and laugh.

"Pax, I can practically feel your optics watching my every move, you gotta be honest with me, is it really that you want, or just a massage?"

The semi is quiet once more, while they are partners, they are still learning about each others customs and what is acceptable to ask, he has heard a lot of radio chatter over their drives that partners these days simply want to do the quick and dirty and there seems to be no tenderness left..

But Dee, seems different. Optimus would be lying if he said he didn't feel pangs of jealousy when others called his human handsome, or cute or even try to slip him their number, there are times he has an urge to transform, place one of his massive hands ever so carefully around him and give the person daring an attempt on his man, the smugest 'Get lost, he's mine' smile, but for obvious reasons he cannot and the Prime is settled everytime Dee comes back and rests against some part of him saying

"I don't need them when I got you big guy."

If that's one thing Optimus has come to understand is that 'Big guy' is simply another way of Dean saying , 'I love you.'

The phrase warms his spark and he is joyed to know he can give him shelter in weather such as this.

Seeing the moments of complete contentment as his hands hold onto whatever warm meal he has after hours of driving, settling down into the seating, he is honored by it, if you need know why it is because

It is a familiar look of 'I am home.'

And while it maybe be worded somewhat differently on Cybertron, the phrase being home is where the heart is could not be more fitting if it tried.

Dee tapped on Orion's dashboard with a hand after setting aside the empty containter in a bag he used for his garbage

"You okay there big guy? You went quiet on me. Are massages like something only uhh what was that word...con...con, ah yeah conjunx's do?"

Prime was smiling, his emp field reaching out and caressing D's cheek, the emotional warmth in the moment making Dean touch his cheek, he had been shocked the first time he'd experienced the sensation but now it was a comfort of something far beyond and yet here they were , their forms and bodies coudn't be anymore different and still the spark and soul saw beyond formations and knew that yes they were the other half to one another

"No Dee, we also have such facilities on Cybertron, or at least we did...the seating could use one, I usually do my best to keep it steady to make your drive more comfortable."

He admits, while flexing the drivers seat that Dee is not currently in....

Sorry I've been up nearly 24 hours i lost the flow...mostly cause of some stuff I have to deal with tomorrow

But D gives him a nice comforting massage , eases the tension in the seats.

Telling Optimus he's so beautiful, he loves him so much and that he's so, so grateful for him.

Before D demands Optimus get out his hard light holoform so they can snuggle in the back.

It's a nice escapism, I know there's more to transformers than just shipping, I genuinely do appreciate the complexities of the characters. I as a person from my own experiences in life am just you know tired.

Coughs anyway have a picture of the only time I ever drew. Human d16 (dean)