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he gets me
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Thunderclash: I followed you to your hab... because I like you Rodimus: Ha, of course you do! Rodimus: Wait Rodimus: All the way to my hab? Thunderclash: Yes! Rodimus: So you saw me eat that hot pocket I found in the trash? Thunderclash: Yes! Rodimus: Any thoughts on that? Thunderclash: No! Rodimus: Okay, this might work. Come on in.
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There's something very undiagnosed about them
Meme Masterpost - Part 24
rodimus would never ever admit that thunderclash's special brand of gentle sex (with bonus cooing and praising and stroking that rodimus vehemently denies is hot) actually really does it for him. especially because he's heard the few rumors going around about how thunderclash is in bed and it's all this talk of getting railed and manhandled and he really, really wants that. but really he wants to prove that he's totally above sappy vanilla stuff that definitely doesn't make him cum so hard he sees stars. he goads thunderclash into it one night, being bratty and teasing and snarky until thunderclash's optics darken in a way that makes his stomach do flips.
and when thunderclash throws him onto the berth he's starting to think maybe he's in too deep. he can barely handle thunderclash treating him delicately, no matter how much he tries to scrape up his dignity at the end of it. all his bluster is quickly flying out the window when thunderclash looms over him and revs his powerful engine hard. he lets out a pathetic squeak when thunderclash orders him to open his panels, and then he's really fucked. literally.
a minute later has rodimus on his back, his knees pressed to his shoulders, unable to move or thrash or do anything but let out humiliating noises as thunderclash ruins him. every time thunderclash slams into him his optics flicker to darkness, and then when manages to reset them again he's trembling at the sight of thunderclash's smoldering red optics staring down at him. he feels completely ruined, his valve feels incredible, so full, his ceiling node is being pounded into relentlessly, and all he can do is scream and moan and gasp out "i'm gonna c-cum, i'm gonna cum" for the fifth time, knowing that thunderclash isn't going to stop or slow down until he's practically unconscious. when he overloads his entire frame locks up and his vocalizer shorts out and his optics roll back. his pussy clenches down so hard on thunderclash's spike, squirting with every thrust because thunderclash is still pounding into him even through the vice grip of his calipers.
by the time thunderclash slams inside and pumps him full of cum, rodimus is mindless, wordless, totally limp except for little twitches of his frame. he feels so good. his valve is clenching uselessly in one last overload, little spurts of lubricant leaving him. he feels completely stretched out, full of a fat load of molten hot transfluid, pressed into the berth helplessly. when thunderclash pulls out he lets out a hoarse whimper at the pop of the head leaving his pussy, and then he's clenching on nothing but the cum gushing out of him. his audials are ringing and everything is dim and fuzzy. he can't even gather up the mental strength to bluff like he usually does. he's ruined.
thunderclash is a little worried he went too rough, as he stares down at rodimus' twitching, limp frame. his debauched, gaping valve clenches rhythmically and more transfluid drips out of him. rodimus is just panting and letting out little whines and whimpers through his glitching vocalizer. when thunderclash gathers him up in his arms to cuddle and praise him, he doesn't even protest like he usually does. he just purrs and lets himself be maneuvered around until he's pressed to thunderclash's broad chest, heedless of the mess between his legs or thunderclash's spent spike between them. rodimus will probably have the processing power to be embarrassed later, but for now he's a limp little bundle in thunderclash's arms, properly fucked out
Happy New Year, @lush-specimen! @secretsolenoid-revived
And a happy new year to you all!