The moment you secure the last of his binding, Atomizer wiggles to try and free himself. It’s a half-assed attempt at best and he knows it. But is he ever going to admit this is making his frame grow hotter than he has ever been before? Only if you ask nicely after everything’s been done. Don’t stop now please.

Situating yourself between his solid thighs, licking and kissing your way down his broad chassis. Only stopping by his pelvis plating to suck a few marks into the paint, leaving subtle hints at your endeavours he will most likely forget to cover before leaving your habsuit later.

Digging your thumbs into the transformation seams by the top of his thighs, using it to spread his legs further to give yourself a better view of his array. You place a short peck to the very tip of his pressurized spike, but abandon it to venture further down to his leaking valve. It truly is beautiful, biolights blinking in time with his vents in a pattern of reds and oranges that you can’t wait to taste.

Once your glossa touches his node, he bucks into your welcoming mouth. He starts mumbling pleas as you dip down further and circle the entrance to his valve before seeking more of him, finding those nerves that make him rock against your mouth right on the inside.

You can see the inevitable in your peripheral as you work him up, thighs squirming as they struggle to not crush you – before losing the fight and clasping tightly to your helm. Fluttering as he fucks himself on your tongue, hearing nothing but the rush of energon in your audials and the sloshing of fluids and you couldn’t be happier.