#transformers valveplug

The first time Swerve fucks you it’s a tough fit. As small as he is compared to other bots, he’s still at least twice your size. He tried to bully his spike into you, I mean you were already so wet surely he could slip right in. The head of his cock could barely catch on your needy hole before slipping up through your vulva and bumping against your clit.

It took a lot of prepping. His digits stretching you out as he cooed in your ear. His glossa assaulting your folds like you were his last meal. Your cute little clip pinched and prodded by his fingers until you came on his face. He worked his fingers back into you barely stretching you enough to take the head of his spike. You were so tight, so warm, and oh so wet around him.

The next time Swerve fucked you he focused on opening up your hole. Digits scissoring your vagina open, thrusting in and out rapidly then slowing down to focus on your g-spot. He still loves eating you out of course. Swerve wouldn’t miss a chance to have your stiff clit between his dermas and suck on it with all he had. Teasing laps from his glossa make you come undone and finally he thinks you’re ready to take his spike. Still you can only fit his tip but so much better this time.

Each time Swerve fucks you he wrecks you. By the time he’s done you’re a mess of sweat and covered in various fluids all while Swerve is asking for another round. Cybertronian stamina was going to kill you but what a way to go.

Swerve just about lost it when half his Spike could fit in you. The way you writhed in his grip from being so spread open on him. He could barely think straight with how velvety your precious cunt felt around him. Still, he had to be gentle when he pushed his hips to yours. In and out, he thrusted what you could take of his spike letting you feel every pulse of his energon pipes run along his shaft.

Then he realized how much easier it was getting to push his spike into you. Foreplay was shorter because he could practically slide into you. Swerve still loved to eat his own release out of your overstimulated pussy but he couldn’t help the excitement he felt at having your hole so easily accessible to his spike.

It hit him like a freight train.

Your pussy was being molded to fit his spike. Swerve was training your cunt to wrap around the shape of his spike whenever your gummy walls gripped onto him and milked him for all he was worth.

That’s when Swerve just about lost his mind.

He gasps sharply as you press a passionate kiss against his clavicle before giving it a small nip or two, and you relish in the loud moan you earn as you slither your tongue across it and you slam yourself down harder onto his girth, ruining your once even pace and somehow, miraculously, taking him in even deeper..

He can feel each and every groove inside you, every clench of your core, every pulse of your heart through your tight, swollen hole as you steadily and mercilessly ride him...

You're doing such a good job for him, but this isn't enough.. he wants more, he needs... more. He needs to be as close to you as possible, he needs to hear you cry out his name as you come undone, and he needs it to be because of his hard work, not your own. You've had your fun, it's his turn now.

He lightly tangles a hand within your hair as he lifts his other from being gripped tight on your ass and tenderly tilts your head up to pull you into a kiss, immediately locking tongues with you. The slick, rhythmic sounds of your dripping wet hole and his sex meeting one another and the stifled moans of you and your partner are all you hear as you carefully settle to a slower pace between his legs, grinding breezily as you begin to feel yourself start to unravel.

Heat rises from the tips of your toes to the top of your head, spreading to every part of you, it's almost euphoric. You swear you feel like you're going to explode as your tongues gracefully yet precisely twist and lave around one another, it's almost as if they're doing a sort of dance.. Then suddenly, he nips your lip, smacks your ass, and flips you over onto your back before pinning you beneath him. His hands rest to either side of you, holding him up so he may take a good look at you. You huff, what an abrupt way to break a kiss!

Holy shit- What the fuck? That was fast!

He smugly cocks a brow in response to your shocked expression before shooting you a small wink and slamming himself into you, grinding and rolling his hips at the exact pace and in the exact spots that he knows drives you fucking nuts, just to irk you, just to send you over the edge before him.

Damn it! He does this every time!

You sigh poutily before breathlessly gripping the sheets below you in a sad attempt to steady yourself, to no avail, the pillow beneath your head begins to scoot along with you and starts to bunch up as he ruthlessly and relentlessly thrusts into you. You take a good look at him, admiring his flushed face, the sweat pooling on his brow, and his persistence despite himself.

Damn it, he's hot.. He drives you crazy and that drives you crazy!

He's more than determined to leave you speechless and feeling thoroughly loved tonight. He'll be damned if you're not going to bed happy!

Reluctantly, not wanting to release the somewhat mentally grounding and physically stabling cotton tucked tight in your grip, you press a hand against the headboard behind you since the sheets are more than out of place at this point and are aiding you none other than maybe helping you not cum instantaneously. It's the only thing you can really think to do to try to stay in one place since fuck-ass over here has decided to be fiesty tonight.

"O-oH uhg- uGh-!~ P-pleASe! UgHNg!~ A-ah, AH, aH!~"

You practically scream out in pleasure, you begin to feel tears well in the corners of your eyes.. It's all so overwhelming, every movement shoots electricity through your veins, and each thrust you think you're going to spill over, only to last a little longer. Is he purposefully riding you out right now? It all feels so good, you can't even tell. If he's edging you, he has hell to pay later! It's one thing when you try not to cum and it's a whole other when he teases you!

He attentively watches you, your every expression, every shiver, every bead of sweat that slides down from your forehead, and every drop of drool that dibbles down from the corners of your lips as you truly begin to lose yourself within him as he does every time with you.

He takes great pride in being able to love you so deeply.. he knows you love it too.~

As he feared, however, he is most definitely not immune to your beauty, the mere thought of you being even remotely turned on by him alone would be more than enough to fuel him until his very wits' end... But to watch you? Let alone feel you? To take pride in every little detail of you as he shows you just how much he adores and cherishes you? It's all so much.. almost too much... almost. Your whiny noises, the tears starting to run down your cheeks, your face contorting in pleasure, your soft body beneath him, jiggling with every thrust, wriggling and conforming for him, the sound of your sopping wet, tight hole getting even wetter from his own slick.. and the fact it's dripping out and mixing with yours in a beautiful array of marbled liquids all across the sheets... And then those eyes.. you love him, don't you? Just look at them, laced with adoration.. and so are his.

You're driving him fucking crazy and you don't even realize it, do you? His speed quickens out of spite, you WILL know how much he loves you, that you drive him bonkers, just you wait!

His brows furrow and pleasure dances across his features as he struggles to keep his pace, but he perseveres nontheless. Your mind slows, you can barely think, and you can hardly focus on anything else but him. His musky scent, his kind, focused eyes, his piercing stare, and the feeling of his slickened skin and body hair raking across yours. Nonetheless, you can ever so slightly make out the sounds of your combined heated pants and feel as they act as an invisible blanket, wrapping around your nude forms as a sort of extended essence of you both. You both always live and breath each other, especially right now.

Just maybe I could..?

You reach up in an attempt to flip the tables, to maybe top him once more, only to give in and just cling to him instead, wrapping your arms around him lazily as you lavish in the feeling of being so close. You've fallen far too deep into this to stop it now, all you can do is pray he keeps going and doesn't tease you too much. He chuckles at you, feeling your trembling arms wrap loosely around his neck as he fucking wrecks you is just too cute. You reach down and give his ass a hardy smack in retaliation.

What the fuck? Giving you attitude and shit.. You were fucking him earlier, just wait until next time. Next time you won't even give him the chance!

"Hah ha haha! I'm sor-ry sweetheart, I d-didn't mean- it like tha-t."

He replies breathlessly in a shushed tone, hardly able to get it out between his stifled moans and the few that slipped out anyway despite his hardest efforts.

You snicker at him, which only makes him roll his eyes and hit a particularly tender spot within you as punishment, you arch your back and groan, only to tighten around him and nearly bring him to the edge with you. Looks like his plan backfired, huh? He moans alongside you as he lowers his head next to yours, resting it on the barely able to be called so anymore, pillow. Really, he just wants to be closer to you.

Ah yes! The perfect spot for you to hear his shivering breaths.

"Y..Y/N.."

He practically whimpers out as he waveringly continues his pace, you gently rub his glistening with sweat back as support and give him a small peck on the cheek.

"I know b-baby.. you're so clo-se. I can feel y-you pulsing too, yo-u know."

You mumble into his ear, he smirks at your shaky voice before he nuzzles his nose into the crook of your neck, stifling his shameful sounds, yet also giving you a better view. He lowers himself onto you, practically settling flush against you as he really begins to drill into your fucking hole.

F-Fuck! That's all I needed? Really?

You feel that knot inside you wind tighter and tighter upon him getting closer until you finally begin to hit your edge, you throw your head back and scream out his name in ecstasy, just like he wanted, this is just what he's strived for.

"C/N! A-AhH!"

He stiffens upon hearing you call him and as you arch your back one final time, he pushes himself flat against you and sobs out a groan into the nonexistent pillow as he too hits his end. His movements become even more unsteady, erratic, and desperate as he thrusts so deep into you that you begin to believe that his cock's simply a part of you now. You feel his warm tears drip onto your shoulder as he comes undone against you, and you ruffle his hair despite your own pulsing hot clenches to comfort him.

It makes him giggle quietly to himself, you're so caring. Don't you know it's of pleasure, not pain? ..Not to say too much pleasure isn't a type of pain at a certain point, in a way.

Fuck! The feeling of him filling me-

His hot seed spews into you, coating everything. Coating inside you, spilling out onto your thighs, onto his thighs, onto the practically soaking wet, crumpled sheets below you... In fact, there's so much, you bet he could bore a fucking army with it. He laughs wildly, yet sweetly at you as you wiggle and squirm under him, biting your lip as you fight to take every drop of sweet slick he offers you. It genuinely flusters the shit out of him, how kind you are and how wonderfully you treat him. He can only hope that you feel the same about him.

"...I'm s-o lucky to have you.."

He whispers as he finally settles his shivering self against you, struggling to catch his breath alongside you. He nestles his dick inside you to really keep all his hard work in there to stew for a bit. You nervously snicker at his kind words before you press a small, tender kiss against his ear and lean your head against his.

"..I'm the lucky one... babe."

You reply, your voice is so hoarse from all the caterwauling you've been doing for the past hour or so. At least he had enough sense to whisper afterward. Nonetheless, your words and actions make him crack a little smile.

"No.."

He retorts as he shuffles about, the sound of the mattress squeaking and the sheets ruffling alerts you more than him raising up.. You were just getting comfy! He thrusts once more, nice and hard, and promptly bites his lip and squints his eyes as he gazes down at you before he hums dangerously, a moan just barely stifled. You laugh.. the lovely sound of your laughter always manages to bring a big smile to his face and he can't seem to help but let it grace his lips as he enjoys listening to you laugh at him.. albeit lovingly, but still at him... Much like how he was at you earlier. The turns have tabled. He slowly slips out of you and collapses beside you, making you bounce from the impact on the mattress. The feeling of his oozing seed leaking from you makes you writhe a bit, which makes him laugh at you once again. You pop his pec spitefully before you scoot a bit closer to him, he makes you mad sometimes.

Seriously..? That's not nearly close enough at all...

He reaches over and snatches you up, pressing you right against his chest, his arms wrapped snuggly around you.

"Now that's a cuddle! ....I.. I love you, Y/N.."

He admits somewhat sheepishly.. at least this time you could hear how hoarse his voice is. You almost feel bad, but he did about as much damage to yours too, so it's fair, in your mind.

"I love you too, baby."

You reply accidentally just as shyly as him, and he giggles at you again, OF COURSE. You lightly smack his pec once more with the back of your hand before you nuzzle into him..

He's so warm and cozy... he's making you a tad bit sleepy. But to be completely fair, you did just have an incredible orgasm.. so it's not all him.... Even though he's the one that made it happen.

As you begin to nod off a bit, he rests his chin on the top of your head, then sighs deeply, throughly enjoying your presence. He too is a bit sleepy because of the spectacular orgasm you gave him and by you being by his side, easing any troubles he may have wrestling around his mind. He gently rubs circles into you to lull you further as he slowly begins to drift off with you.

Imagine oldhead husband Ratchet, grumpy, always frustrated but imagine if he's totally whipped by you?

I mean he's a conjunx pleaser, devoted, completely devoted to loving you.

If you give him that glare when he's acting a fool he'll immidiately apologize, pat your hand and do his best to act cheery. Bumblebee thinks it's hilarious.

But you worry, he's always working and barely resting, if ever. When's the last time you two did anything really? Your memory chip can't really recall because it's been so long!

And look at him..just so determined, with that cute grumpy aged expression on his face..it gets your wires hot.

So one day while he's working, you come in, knowing full well what you're gonna do, and you make your move.

"Hello sweetspark.." Ratchet barley glanced up as you with a grumble as you kissed at his cheek. You two are lovey dovey! It's normal! Except..

You kept going. He froze as you nipped at his faceplate before continuing to his cable wires as he shut his eyes and leaned back in his chair

What am I ever going to do with you..." And that's how you two are how you are.

You're on Ratchet's lap as he's tiredly lounging in the chair, his old thick spike throbbing as he bucked up into you in time with your tender bounces. Leaning down you capture his intake in another kiss, as he rubs your back with his servo, sighing against your lips as he mumbled.

"I could stand to take breaks more often with you when you aren't busy..." Ratchet groaned