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Rodimus asks how he's supposed to focus with a massive spike in his valve and Ultra Magnus says he's never had an issue with pleasure distracting him from his duties, though of course he's not a slut. (Note that Rodimus is not actually a slut, he has normal amounts of sex at most.) Rodimus protests being called a slut, Ultra Magnus says he'd better start doing his paperwork then.

Rodimus tries, he really does, but he can feel Ultra Magnus's spike throbbing and it makes him want to move until he can overload because it would feel so good with such a big spike in him. He squirms, moaning when Ultra Magnus gives a small thrust up into him. He knew it was only a matter of time, of course, it's so hard for sluts to focus if they haven't overloaded. Rodimus can't help but moan as Ultra Magnus bounces him into his first overload of the day before telling him to get back to his work.

This continues until the end of their shift, Rodimus having overloaded many more times by then. Rodimus is still dazed from his last overload, it taking longer and longer to recover each time, when Ultra Magnus stands up and starts aggressively fragging him against his desk. As he's not a slut, he hasn't been overloading his brains out all shift, but he's hardly going to leave without properly fragging Rodimus's sweet little valve. Rodimus is almost crying from the overstimulation by the time Ultra Magnus finally overloads, flooding his valve and forge with transfluid.

This isn't a one-time event, of course. If Ultra Magnus thinks Rodimus has been slacking (or he just wants Rodimus to warm his spike for a shift), he'll hunt him down and carry him to his office. Rodimus isn't nearly strong enough to escape once Ultra Magnus has a hold on him, and he can only run for so long.

With how wet his panels get as soon as Ultra Magnus picks him up, and how much he squirms on that fat spike, maybe Rodimus is a slut.

day 172