I’d like to make a smut request please?
Okay so hear me out. Im a fucking simp for TFP Dreadwing and Skyquake But what if they were altered during the war with Predacon CNA to make them more loyal to Megatron and also stronger and their senses sharper. But it has an unexpected side effect… they have an insane libido.
Keep ‘em seekers or make it so they were turned into predacons by shockwave either way I will be happy. I simp for Predacons too.
And they’re in a relationship with the same femme who is smaller than them? Maybe around Breakdown’s height. Still significantly shorter than Dreadwing who is the smaller one of the twins (Sky is about the same height as Megatron actually). Since they share the same spark, two halves of a whole as Dreadwing described it in the show, they’d have to share a sparkmate because of their spark link.
It starts that they get jealous because Knockout keeps habitually flirting because it’s part of his personality. And once they get her alone it devolves into Fucking her from both sides with a bit of breeding kink from Dreadwing and a bit of a neck biting “marking” thing from Skyquake? But afterwards they’re just a pair of snuggly teddybears afraid of losing her. Do what you will with this! Take it an run if you please.
Kink list: Size difference, threesome, Overstimulation, breeding kink and biting kink.
Sorry this is so wordy I just wanted to make sure I was understood ^-^;
TFP Skyquake and Dreadwing x Femme Cybertronian Reader
Kinky devils the twins are
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You're rather tall for a femme, tall, slender, and beautiful beyond compare. You've always been tall compared to others, even taller than other mechs making them feel threatened by your height. You've never really had a good experience with any mechs, they were either threatened by your height or felt it wasn't ladylike for you to be tall. They've literally said that to you and it pissed you off to no end. But then you met the twins. At first they admired you from afar, watching your heeled pedes click and hips sway as you walked. At first you thought they were judging you like all the others. The top of your helm barely reached the center of their chassis'.
One day they finally approached you, "You're the tallest femme we've ever seen." Skyquake says calmly.
"And the most beautiful." Dreadwing compliments. This caught you off guard because you'd half expected them to finish the first sentence with some backhanded bullshit but they were being genuine and you could tell. The compliment itself made your chassis swell and faceplate turn blue. From that point on you'd gotten closer and closer to the two until they asked if you'd be theirs. You said yes of course. Their love was intense to say the least. But then one day they were both late coming back to your shared hab.
You went into recharge alone for once in almost three stellar cycles and only awoke when the door loudly whooshed open. Your two mechs stomped in tired and grumpy. You looked at the time and realized it had been several groons since you fell into recharge. "Guys?" You say tiredly. They only grunt in response as Dreadwing lifts you up, holds you to his chassis and lays down turning you both on your sides and Skyquake lays down right behind you. They're running hot and it makes you worry, "are you guys-"
"Shhhhh!" Skyquake shushes you loudly making you gasp.
"go back into recharge." Dreadwing grumbles so you do just that. It takes a little while but eventually you slip into a deep recharge and dream about your mechs. They are taller than normal, towering over you like goliaths, red optics glowing from shadowed faceplates. You're anxious, spark pulsing fast and unsteady as you vent in and out slowly trying to ease yourself and calm your spark. Then two large servos, one from each mech, reach out and grasp your arms to lift you up into the darkness that covers their faces. With a shout you sit up on your large berth and find yourself back in your hab, but where are your mechs?
Your helm snaps around to find the two staring at you curiously, "have a bad dream, love?" Skyquake asks.
"kind of." You say uncertain as you rub the last of the recharge out of your optics. "Why'd you guys come back so late?"
"Shockwave." Was all Dreadwing had to say to make you understand.
"I see." You sigh. You stand, heels clicking on the metal floor, and look at your mechs. There's something different about them somehow. You frown and stare them down hard. " What did he do to you guys?" You ask skeptically.
"Mods." Skyquake says bluntly as he sips on his energon.
"What kind of mods?" This time your question is pointed only because you're worried about them and their health. They both look at you.
"Just some predacon CNA mods it's really nothing, we're fine-" D says.
"yeah, we're just fine, we don't feel much different. I mean, it made us burn up a bit at first but after some recharging we feel better, hungry, but better." Sky finishes D's sentence.
"We're going to see Knockout." You start walking out of the hab.
"Well I don't see anything wrong with their vitals and their temps are normal as well. I'll have to take a CNA sample or two just to see what's happening." Knockout reassures you as he gets a few empty syringes out for said samples. "So, have you always been this gorgeous or did it take some time?" He flirts with you.
You don't even look at him while you rub Sky's forearm, "I've always looked like this." This makes Knockout frown.
"Well, how about those legs? And that snatched waist of yours is to die for." He ogles you as you shift on your pedes. The twins frown and give each other a look as they feel fire in their sparks and spikes pressurize behind their panels.
"Thanks 'Doc', but Shockwaves got the tests handled just fine." D sits up from the slab and hops off.
"What?" Knockout is confused.
"Yeah," Sky picks you up, "This is his project anyways. I'm sure he wouldn't appreciate you taking any liberties."
"Ahh, ohh mmmm" you moan as you're sandwiched between the two. Sky at your front and D right up against your back. They kiss and lick at your neck, tugging on the cables with their newly sharp denta. The modifications have made some big changes to their frames. Their denta have gotten pointed and sharp, and they've grown just a bit more, they're stronger , and their spikes, they've gotten more girthy, you're not so sure you can take them anymore as they rub their spikes up against your soft lips.
"Primus love, you're so wet." Sky and D's spikes are drenched in your lubricant, glossy and pink in hue.
"Oh ah!" You moan as Sky plunges his spike up inside you filling you to the brim, slight squelching noise rings in Dreadwing's audials making his spike twitch against your plump lips. He takes his time lining himself up with his brother's spike. D takes his time slipping his spike inside of your already stuffed valve, "Frag! Ngh!" You groan and grit your denta. Slowly and torturously he slips his spike inside of you making his brother groan as his spike twitches. They take a moment to let you acclimate to the new feeling of their larger spikes, the three of you venting heavily. Sky's servos clench down on your tribulen tightly, denting the soft metal.
"Frag, you're so tight sweet spark." Dreadwing grumbles as he starts to move, spike slowly pulling out only to slam back into you. It's Skyquake's turn to pull out and when he pushes back in D pulls out. They take turns pumping in and out of you. With each thrust in they prod at your interior node slowly driving you crazy.
"I can smell your sweetness, I can see the color change ever so slightly in your face and hear the squishing of your valve all the better now." Skyquake whispers into your throat as he bites down really hard, no doubt leaving a mark on you and drawing energon. Gradually they pick up the pace, the three of you moaning and groaning in tandem. And soon enough their spikes pump in and out at the same time, empty then full again over and over and over again.
"Oh, guys, I'm gonna..." You whimper.
"Overload for us sweet spark." Sky almost pleads with you, wishing to feel your already tight valve pulse around his spike. With a loud moan you overload. "Did you really think, ngh, we'd let you walk free after you let him talk to you like that."
"Ahhh, get jealous?" You smirk at Skyquake, who in turn begins to pound you roughly almost making his brother's spike slip out of you. "Ohhhh!"
"Mmm, let me see her." Skyquake lifts you up off his and his brother's spikes. He walks you over to your shared berth and lays you down on it. He climbs up and over you, holding your legs up high against his chassis as he reenters your valve. He begins to pound you into the berth, holding your abdomen, feeling his spike through the mesh of your tummy. In no time he pulls another overload from you, a digit rubbing quickly on your anterior node.
"Ahhh, no more please!" You whine feeling overstimulated.
"Oh but that's only your second overload. Surely you can take more than that." He taunts as he roughly thrusts into you making you bounce back and forth on the berth. "Ohhh, but I'm about to finish myself." He looks at his brother who stands there watching and storming himself slowly, trying not to overload. When they cum, they make sure it's in you, one way or another. "Ahhh, yesss mghhhhh!" Skyquake overloads inside of your tight valve. It's amazing to them that no matter how many times they frag you you're still so tight. He stands and moves out of the way for his dear brother, allowing him to take position. D picks you up and lays down on his back.
"Ride me until you overload again sweet spark." He orders and you start moving your hips back and forth on his spike. You groan in protest and stop.
"I can't." You whine once more, "Please, I can't." He frowns slightly.
"ohh, c'mon, it's my turn." He starts to play with your anterior node and you grab his forearm.
"ohh, nooo please." You tremble.
"ohh yes, c'mon lover, you can do it." He bucks his hips upwards making you bounce, valve clenching around his spike. Coolant streams down the side of your faceplate. They haven't tortured you like this since the first time they had you. "Yeah, let me do the work baby." He continues sucking his hips. Up and down you bounce on his spike turning you into a moaning mess.
"ohh, I'm.." you shake violently as another overload rages through your thin frame. Skyquake has found himself erect again, ready for another round. He begins stroking his spike just as his brother had been, only he doesn't take his time, he squeezes and pulls at his spike harshly and fast trying to replicate how your valve feels.
"yeah, cum for me baby." Dreadwing encourages, servos gripping your waist. He begins lifting you up and down on his spike, using you. You hold onto his servos trying to keep your balance as your strength begins to dwindle. After a few klicks and lots of thrusting and bouncing Dreadwing finally overloads, filling you up. Lubricant and transfluid spilling from your valve.
" No more please, I can't take anymore." You whimper as Sky lifts you up.
"Just a little more darling." He smiles softly at you. After a long long time he finally finished making you overload so that he could himself. They lay with you in the middle. You're absolutely wrecked, frame tired and used up having been forced to overload at least four times. They cradle you in their arms, nuzzling against your helm and chassis.
"We love you." They say in unison making you smile.
"I love you guys too, very much." They continue to cuddle you all through the night.
