#predakingxreader

(First time writing valveplug ever, please let me know if I got anything wrong/where I can improve. I also cross-posted on Ao3. Thanks!)

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“Mnngah… Pr-Predaking…” You moaned helplessly beneath the behemoth that was your Conjunx, your mate. You hear him growl into your audials, but you can barely focus on anything but his large, primary spike thrusting into you, all but piercing your gestational forge. His smaller, secondary spike rubs against your anterior node and belly with each thrust, the combined feeling of both drawing out desperate, whiny gasps.

“M-more, please more…!”

He chuckles above you, a warm ex-vent washing over your back. The room is almost unbearably hot, each vent you take barely doing anything to cool down your frame. In your internal HUD you see a warning about overheating, but you ignore it, turning off the warning system.

“Such a greedy little mate you are… Who am I to deny you?” Predaking begins to pick up speed, his thrusts becoming harder. You gasp and groan into the pillow, your tears soaking the plush cushion. Groans turn into squeals as your royal lover shifts your hips, changing your position ever so slightly, yet the ridges of his spike rub against your valve sensors in such a way that the renewed stimulation brings you closer to crashing, falling into euphoria.

“Predaking! Oh, oh Primus I’m- I’m going to-”

“Overload for me, my queen.”

Your scream reverberates around the cave, your frame shaking as you feel your calipers work feverishly on Predaking’s spike, all but trying to milk him of his transfluid. Not a moment later does he overload, spilling his seed deep inside of you and coating your chassis from his secondary spike. You shake in the berth, tired, sore, but oh so full.

Whimpering as he pulls himself out of you, you hear and feel him hum in approval, satisfied at the sight of your overfilled, puffy valve spilling his transfluid onto your berth. You can feel it leak down your tibulem, burning hot against your overheated frame.

“You will make a fine carrier, my queen.”

You sigh, content as you fall onto your side and roll onto your back. You tiredly bring your arms up, welcoming him for a hug with a near-delirious smile. He obliges without a word, wrapping his monstrously large arms around you and capturing your lips with his own, drawing you into a slow, lazy, loving kiss.

Pulling away, you look at Predaking with a bashful smile.

“One more time…? Just to make sure I’m sparked…” Predaking smirks, a rumbling chuckle emerging from him. His golden optics glow as he lines his spike up against your valve, drawing a mewl out of your vocal components as you feel his claw circle your over-stimmed anterior node.

Prowl

🖤 He's constantly fascinated by humans and life on Earth so when he finds out that you can pilot a mecha he's rather impressed.

🖤 He finds the concept odd, but interesting, and would like to see you demonstrate your skills in the mecha.

🖤 When you show it to him he's rather surprised that the mecha is a big dragon, but he finds pretty cool looking.

🖤 If you'd like he'd love have some sparing practice with you in the mecha, he thinks it would a good time to teach you some of his techniques.

🖤 He's very surprised when you show him it can fly. He wouldn't say no to a ride though if you wanted to take him flying.

Predaking

💛 He's a bit torn on the concept. He thinks that it's great that you have a way to protect yourself when he can't be near you, but it's also a bit weird to see his small squishy S/O in what could very well be a Cybertronian corpse.

💛 Not that it wouldn't be badass and super hot of you to run around in a fallen Cybertronian's corpse, it's just the fact that it's a dragon that makes him think of a predacon.

💛 You'll have to explain that it isn't a dead Cybertronian but a robot built by humans, he feels better about it once he realizes you aren't parading around in one of his fallen brethren.

💛 He likes that it can fly. He loves to be able to take to the skies with you, especially at night.

Predaking x Reader

He’s the King of Predacons? More like King of Cuddles! He is just wonderful at it! He will hold you like you were a sparkling! Only... more romantically.

This gentle beast is always careful when holding, fearing that one wrong move will get you hurt. And he wants to make sure he keeps as mich of a clear conscience as possible. You are also his number one top priority, what you say goes. He won’t even question it since you’ve had a longer lifespan than him; he trusts your judgment.

He is usually nervous, so when you take control, it’s a huge relief to him. There are moments, however, when he’ll feel confident and take initiative. You don’t really mind how it goes, it’s all good!

The king loves to cuddle you when he’s in his beast mode. He’s more himself and he appreciates that you’re willing to beside him in that form as well.

PDA doesn’t bother him at all. He’ll gladly rest a hand on your shoulder, or wrap his arm around your waist in front of other. The only time refrains from doing so is around Lord Megatron. However, he will hover over you to show you’re with him, since you’re the only femme within the Deception army.