"Kiss me...?~"

NO MINORS ALLOWED! NSFW Transformers OC/RP blog for Mourningstar @dollofiacon (SFW version) Warning for mild to major robot body horror/robo gore! Non-Selective Canon/Crossover/OC/Multiship and Multiverse-friendly RP! Magic!Anon: Accepting Mun is currently 29. Pacific Daylight Timezone.

[lovedollofiacon]

Welcome!

This is the NSFW blog for @dollofiacon

((Just call me Critter. I follow from @dollofiacon. I'm the mun, I'm currently 29. Whether it's RPing, or I'm just posting utter filth, it's gonna be in here.))

((The setting that this blog takes place in isn't limited to just Mourningstar being in Iaconian captivity, she could be wherever the plot sees fit.))

Warning: Aside from the usual stuff, certain kinks/themes will be present here (mostly alien/tentacle/pheromone/sex pollen/heat cycle shit). If you're not into that, I totally understand. I'm not sure what I'm into either.

Brothel!AU [Optional RP continuity]

Rules:

Canon characters, OCs, crossovers- I'm open! I'm mostly familiar with Transformers Animated, and G1 Transformers (to a beginner's degree), but I'm open to expanding more on other universes.

If you're a minor (under 18), I'm going to have to ask you to get outta here, or you risk getting blocked. If you follow, and don’t have your age listed, I might have to block too. But, my other SFW blog is fine!

Multi-shipping/poly-shipping is fine by me, I'm open to plotting it or just shenanigans.

Best not get too deep into "Dead dove" territory, but eh. Idk, I just want rp partners to be comfortable. If you aren't sure of something or want to call something off, don't hesitate to let me know!

Let's all just have fun!

[lovedollofiacon]

Mourningstar drank down every drop of Redstrike's overload once he finally gushed, humming in approval as the sweet fluids topped off her fuel tanks and gave her a stronger charge that had her legs shaking. Mercifully, she didn't fight it when she was lightly pushed back, simply letting her glossae fall limp while she heavily ex-vented clouds of the pink-colored miasma. Her dermas plastered in a drunken smile while sucking the tentacle-like tongues back up into her drooling intake.

"Delicious...~" She crooned, licking her dermas once her glossa was made whole again. "Hmmm...? I could help you fuel, Redstrike. It's odd, but if you'd prefer..." Mourningstar suggested, laying back against the floor while spreading her soaked thighs, presenting her valve that was leaking generous amounts of glowing pink lubricant. "This should help replenish your tanks, and give you a bit more of a boost for breeding me.~"

Oh, it would give Redstrike a boost. Not just in filling his fuel tanks should he accept her offer, but it would also mean he'd get even more riled up and revving than he already was.

[red-in-revolt]

~💝🐍💝~

Redstrike tilted his head curiously at Mourningstar's comment, watching her with interest as she laid herself out in front of him and implied that drinking her lubricant would be enough to fuel his tanks. He hummed thoughtfully and smiled indulgently at her. "Alright. Well, I'm never one to turn down an opportunity to reciprocate." he mused.

Then he held up a finger as if to tell her to wait. "But, just in case, I'm going to down a quick cube as well. I do trust you, but I want to be safe. The last thing I want is to pass out halfway through." he told her. He drew out one of his stashed away cubes and downed the entire thing in a quick few gulps, tucking away the empty glass before he slid elegantly down to his knees over her. He licked over his lips and grinned down at her.

"Now... let's have a taste of you hm?" he purred, sliding his hands over her waist and taking hold of her hips to keep her still as he dipped his head down and began to expertly lap over her anterior node. He drew various letters over the pulsing bud before he sucked at it lightly and then turned his attention to her drooling port. He ducked his head down further, laying out on his stomach to get a better angle as he shifted his arms to reach under her thighs and lift them onto his shoulders, tugging her close by her hips.

His forked glossa dived inside of her and Redstrike's optics snapped wide open in surprise as his fuel supplies ticked upward even further and a notable rise to his libido hit before burning away. The constant lapping however kept that nice burn lingering at the top of his systems and he gave a pleased purr, pushing in further to wrap his mouth around her valve entirely, upper lip rubbing against her node while he suckled at her opening. His glossa thrust in deep, forked tip rubbing and twisting to brush and rub against multiple interior nodes while he happily writhed between her legs, moaning with pleasure as her lubricant suffused his systems.

[lovedollofiacon]

Despite how needy she was, Mourningstar didn't dare argue with Redstrike's logic. Especially since that patience could be maintained with the help of using her own tentacles to keep her engine revving while he refueled. Those black, slick tendrils swept over her own plating as her chassis cover unfurled to release her refineries to the open. Coiling around the luscious pumps to grope and squeeze the pliant mesh, it kept her from whining for the Prime's attention until he was ready to reciprocate.

Letting her helm fall back against the floor, Mourningstar gasped a sharp in-vent before it melted into a euphoric moan. Having the forked glossa wriggling inside of her calipers, long legs comfortably propped up over his shoulders, plastered an intoxicated smile on her dermas as she laid back and let her frame feed Redstrike. She hadn't been serviced by such a skilled intake before, and from the way her servos sank their talons into the ground, she was loving it.

"AaaaaAAaahhh...!~ Oooh, yes!~" She mewled wantonly, arching her back strut high while she tried not to let her hips squirm too much at the overwhelming sensation.

Hot, fluorescent pink lubricant flowed like a stream of the sweetest Energon syrup into Redstrike's suckling mouth, rewarding him for lavishing her valve with such expertise. All while the aphrodisiac coursed through him, cranking up the heat, hitting him with the buzz of a potent High Grade, and feeding the flames of lust that both mechas were burning in.

"Aa-Aaaahhhn--! Alm-oo-st--!" Mourningstar babbled, moans intercut between words as she felt the knotting sensation within her core get tighter from the build-up, causing her to writhe and buck her hips desperately.

[goateeofgood]

He easily pulls her up to a standing position and smiles as she turns around to lean over the desk and spread her legs. He can smell how aroused she is as her panel opens to expose her valve.

"Very well then." Robustus says as he gets up and gently pushes her down into the desk with just his hands. His spike teases against her valve all the way up to her node, the slow slide of it coating it with her slick as well as rubbing against her node.

He'll drab it out for a couple minutes just to listen to her react. Then with a slow drag back he draws his spike head to her entrance then gradually presses into her.

[lovedollofiacon]

As those skillful servos pinned her down, Mourningstar felt so relaxed, as if getting ready for a sensual massage. Her spinal strut arched from the teasing, mewling wantonly between letting her wet valve lips lubricate Robustus' massive spike. A soft squeak escaped her dermas, followed by more needy whimpers once her anterior node was given some attention, fleeting, but enough to make her wriggle her hips and try to follow the friction.

"AaaaaaaAAAaahhhh...!~" A long, drawled groan fell from her intake as her jaw dropped from the slow stretch of her calipers, reveling in how every inch of Robustus massaged the nodes lining her valve as the warm lining undulated to suck him in deeper greedily.

[goateeofgood]

An approving rumble rolls out of the medics' chest as she squirms and arches. Her little sounds of pleasure pure music to his audios.

"Such a good femme." he remarks lowly as he continues the slow purposeful press into her spike hungry valve.

He knows the texturing of his spike is doing most of the work for him, rubbing her internal sensory nodes. His girth certainly didn't hurt matters either.

"Going to make sure you are well satisfied with a slow pace my dear. How's that sound hm?" he asks.

[lovedollofiacon]

Mourningstar's intake was left agape, unable to speak but the choking whine that left her lips while she nodded her helm was as good of a response as she could give him. Had it not been for her upper half resting on top of the desk, she would have collapsed from how much her long legs trembled, unable to stay steady from the ecstasy of being filled by such a big mech.

"Ye-Yess...!~" She mewled, rolling her hips back in an attempt to get synchronization of the medic's thrusts. "I want to feel it all inside me!" Mourningstar entreated wantonly, ventilations quaking as her calipers wrung his spike in wet, tight heat. "Want to be a good femme for you.~"

[goateeofgood]

Robustus shivers to the lick against his spike then watches her as she moves to take his spike. His hands come to rest against her hips as she moves over his lap.

"Just like that Mournie. You control the pace, the angle, everything. Make use of me as if I am nothing more than your personal toy." the medic instructs.

Her being able to still look at him thanks to her unique physiology is interesting to say the least. "Show me how much you want this." he says.

[lovedollofiacon]

Dominance was never her strong suit, and being told she was in charge of how their romp would go this time was an intimidating thought at first. However, having just one instruction was perfect for the pieces to come together and click within her processor: "Show me how much you want this."

Bracing her servos on Robustus' chestplate, Mourningstar didn't just show him the view of her valve enveloping his spike when she lowered down. A couple tentacles that sprouted from her backplating spread her valve lips wide apart, stretching the opening as the anterior node glowed brighter from the hot energon coursing through her lines.

"Y-You don't know how much I want it!~ Want you...!" Mourningstar gasped, throwing her helm back as a loud cry fell from her dermas and her slender waist bulged from taking his whole spike inside of her fluttering calipers in one go.

Mourningstar already started bouncing vigorously on Robustus' spike, optics rolled back in bliss while she desperately tried to get it deeper inside of her valve; keening each time she felt it press against her ceiling node as her lubricant drenched the tops of his thighs.

[lovedollofiacon]

Mourningstar's unblinking optics dilated within their sockets as she gazed up at Redstrike, savoring both his taste and the wonderful reactions from the Prime. She leaned her helm into the servo that rested upon her helm, purring and letting herself hum in order to create vibrations to further stimulate Redstrike's array while grinding enthusiastically against the tail tip playing with her valve.

The initial penetration of his tail entering her made the hybrid jump, momentarily swallowing hard around his hemi-spikes before she relaxed and shuddered in delight. Not needing any instruction on what to do, Mourningstar began to bounce slowly up and down in tandem with his tail's movements, still rolling her hips to keep her anterior node rubbing against the scaly plating while trying to get more of Redstrike's tail inside of her valve to massage her nodes.

Practically spoiling him with overstimulation, Mourningstar didn't let up when she was warned of his incoming overload. Instead, she intensified her efforts; concentrating on fragging herself on his tail, her intake vibrating all around his array that muffled her whimpers and moans. The smell of something intoxicatingly sweet perfumed the room, miasma tinted pink floated in whisps off of her hot plating from the pearlescent condensation sizzling. Suckling harder on the two spikes, anterior node and valve; the calipers within her own array clenched, undulated and gushed heavily with fluorescent pink lubricant as she overloaded with a keening whine.

[red-in-revolt]

~💝🐍💝~

Redstrike was seriously wondering how the hell no one had scouted Mourningstar for courtesan work. He supposed it was because of her odd appearance but she wouldn't have been the first to turn that in her favor and start a trend. Particularly if she had this sort of thing up her sleeve to wow clients with. More than that Redstrike was down right losing it over how good this all felt. How good she was at this. Even if he wasn't extremely sensitive this would be enough to get a mech off in a couple of minutes at the longest.

He felt her throat and glossas begin to vibrate, her moans and noises muffled against his array as she refused to pull off of him. He could feel her valve fluttering around his tail as she ground down on it and rocked forward onto the curve of the long limb. All for the best as Redstrike was quickly losing his coordination and couldn't concentrate long enough to thrust the limb up into her properly.

He overloaded with a shuddering groan, biting his lowerlip and whimpering quietly as he thrust into her mouth and spilled down her throat, his spikes throbbing and twitching as his valve spasmed and clutched at the glossa buried deep inside of him. When it all came to be too much he gasped and hissed, gently pushing at her to pull her off of him.

"Mourn... holy hell. That was.... what the frag-?" he gasped, limbs shaking a little as he held onto her by the shoulders, his legs quivering for a moment before he managed to breathe through it and recollect himself. He stared down at her with heated optics and gave her a feral grin, licking over his lips.

"I'm gonna down a cube and then I'm gonna pin you to the god damn floor and repay you for that. You liked riding my spikes before right? What say we try a little breeding session?" he growled, his plates practically vibrating with aftershocks and excitement.

[lovedollofiacon]

Mourningstar drank down every drop of Redstrike's overload once he finally gushed, humming in approval as the sweet fluids topped off her fuel tanks and gave her a stronger charge that had her legs shaking. Mercifully, she didn't fight it when she was lightly pushed back, simply letting her glossae fall limp while she heavily ex-vented clouds of the pink-colored miasma. Her dermas plastered in a drunken smile while sucking the tentacle-like tongues back up into her drooling intake.

"Delicious...~" She crooned, licking her dermas once her glossa was made whole again. "Hmmm...? I could help you fuel, Redstrike. It's odd, but if you'd prefer..." Mourningstar suggested, laying back against the floor while spreading her soaked thighs, presenting her valve that was leaking generous amounts of glowing pink lubricant. "This should help replenish your tanks, and give you a bit more of a boost for breeding me.~"

Oh, it would give Redstrike a boost. Not just in filling his fuel tanks should he accept her offer, but it would also mean he'd get even more riled up and revving than he already was.

[resourcesofaqueen]

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[goateeofgood]

He easily pulls her up to a standing position and smiles as she turns around to lean over the desk and spread her legs. He can smell how aroused she is as her panel opens to expose her valve.

"Very well then." Robustus says as he gets up and gently pushes her down into the desk with just his hands. His spike teases against her valve all the way up to her node, the slow slide of it coating it with her slick as well as rubbing against her node.

He'll drab it out for a couple minutes just to listen to her react. Then with a slow drag back he draws his spike head to her entrance then gradually presses into her.

[lovedollofiacon]

As those skillful servos pinned her down, Mourningstar felt so relaxed, as if getting ready for a sensual massage. Her spinal strut arched from the teasing, mewling wantonly between letting her wet valve lips lubricate Robustus' massive spike. A soft squeak escaped her dermas, followed by more needy whimpers once her anterior node was given some attention, fleeting, but enough to make her wriggle her hips and try to follow the friction.

"AaaaaaaAAAaahhhh...!~" A long, drawled groan fell from her intake as her jaw dropped from the slow stretch of her calipers, reveling in how every inch of Robustus massaged the nodes lining her valve as the warm lining undulated to suck him in deeper greedily.

[lovedollofiacon]

Her optics watched in awe at seeing the unique array in front of her, highly enthused to let her glossa wrap around the hemi-spikes in order to coat them in her rose-tinted salivary coolant. She used her intake to practicallly worship Redstrike's spikes and even encased her dermas around the lips of his valve to give it some particularly special attention until she pulled away, drooling while her engine revved from the sudden little spank against her inner thigh.

"Mmm...!~ So much I want... So much I want you to do to me," Mourningstar whimpered, slender hips rolling into the teasing his tail provided by grinding against her valve's panel until she ex-vented a relieved sigh once the cover was disengaged.

Her servos found purchase on Redstrike's curvaceous hips, the tentacles around his shapely thighs tightening while she opened her intake even wider. Her lower jaw split down the middle, expanding the black, rubbery mesh before she descended down onto the Prime's entire interface array with gusto. Multiple wet glossae coiled around the hemi-spikes, wriggling deep inside of his valve and rubbing the anterior node vigorously; warm, tight esophageal calipers swallowed and suctioned, almost working similar to a milking machine.

[red-in-revolt]

~💝🐍💝~

Redstrike gasped and groaned as Mourning-star immediately went for his spikes, throwing his helm back as her mouth worshiped over them both. He barely kept himself from bucking his hips and tried his best to vent, the hand on her shoulder squeezing slightly as the other trembled upon her helm. He was able to calm down a little and sighed with pleasure as she paid attention to his valve, the pleasure there less intense and more akin to a dipping into a warm bath.

He gave a breathless laugh at her response, staring down at her fondly as he heard the tell-tale click of her valve panel opening. "I'm glad to hear it... I should hardly think letting you do all the work would make for much of a impression." he mused, tilting his tail to rub against her wet folds, angling just right to grind against her anterior node before he pushed it forward some more and angled the tip to slip inside of her, rocking in and out of her with gentle precision.

He cycled his optics and looked at her curiously as she grabbed his waist and clung to his thighs tighter, hardly surprised when her jaw split open. She wouldn't be the first mech he'd met who could do that, and considering he was also capable of the feet he was only mildly surprised to find she could as well. That said his vents caught and he found himself nearly choking on air as he felt multiple glossas teasing over his entire array.

He let out a broken moan, hips giving a thrust forward that went nowhere considering her hold on him. The sensation of his entire array being treated to pleasure at the same time hit him like a freight train and he doubled over, holding on to her tightly as he gasped and mewled, legs shaking as his valve and spikes began to drool vigorously almost immediately. She'd pushed him from a nice simmering start to close to finishing in less than a second and he was unsure how to cope.

Femmes. They always gave him one hell of a run for his money. "Mo-Mourn. If you keep that up I'm- I'm going to cum too soon." he warned her, voice more pleading than he would've liked.

[lovedollofiacon]

Mourningstar's unblinking optics dilated within their sockets as she gazed up at Redstrike, savoring both his taste and the wonderful reactions from the Prime. She leaned her helm into the servo that rested upon her helm, purring and letting herself hum in order to create vibrations to further stimulate Redstrike's array while grinding enthusiastically against the tail tip playing with her valve.

The initial penetration of his tail entering her made the hybrid jump, momentarily swallowing hard around his hemi-spikes before she relaxed and shuddered in delight. Not needing any instruction on what to do, Mourningstar began to bounce slowly up and down in tandem with his tail's movements, still rolling her hips to keep her anterior node rubbing against the scaly plating while trying to get more of Redstrike's tail inside of her valve to massage her nodes.

Practically spoiling him with overstimulation, Mourningstar didn't let up when she was warned of his incoming overload. Instead, she intensified her efforts; concentrating on fragging herself on his tail, her intake vibrating all around his array that muffled her whimpers and moans. The smell of something intoxicatingly sweet perfumed the room, miasma tinted pink floated in whisps off of her hot plating from the pearlescent condensation sizzling. Suckling harder on the two spikes, anterior node and valve; the calipers within her own array clenched, undulated and gushed heavily with fluorescent pink lubricant as she overloaded with a keening whine.

[goateeofgood]

Robustus relaxes his arms to either side and watches her intently. It fascinates him how much she could take and how her body adapted to what was within her.

He openly groans in pleasure as she sucks his spike while bobbing along the length. She was very good at it. He had taken himself pretty close to the edge before she made her appearance. It doesn't take much more stimulation for him to overload with a moan of "Frag yes." He unloads transfluid deep into her throat. "Good femme." he rumbles in approval.

[lovedollofiacon]

Silken calipers undulated and constricted as Robustus overloaded into her suckling intake, swallowing every drop she could get until the heavy stream of transfluid stopped. Venting short and shallow puffs once she released his spike from her intake, her engine purring audibly as she hummed in satisfaction to have her fuel tank topped off.

"Thank yooou...~" Mourningstar just about slurred once she stabilized her venting, planting a kiss atop of the tip of Robustus' spike in gratitude.

[goateeofgood]

Robustus smiles down at her, his spike still erect after that overload. "Do you believe you are done with me then my dear?" he asks curiously. He reaches down to stroke his hands against her helm down to her face before he tips her face up just a hint more so he can look into her optics. "I can overload a few more times easily if you needed more." he points out.

[lovedollofiacon]

"Want more..." Mourningstar murmured, giving the fully pressurized spike a long lick up the underside of the shaft.

Her slender limbs move at a slothful pace as she climbed on top of Robustus, mounting him with her thighs spread and her puffy valve lips encasing his length as she canted her hips back and forth.

"Is this how you'd like me, Robustus?" She inquired, gazing down at him through her lustful haze, still wiggling her hips and suppressing a whimper at how her swollen anterior node started to grind against his spike's tip.

[lovedollofiacon]

" how do you want me — spread out on the bed or up against the wall? take your pick. i don't mind. " -Redstrike

Even more smut sentence starters

"Maybe we should mix things up a bit...? Standing, I'll help keep you up," Mourningstar drawled, visibly salivating a string of rose-tinted coolant from the corner of her grinning dermas as she dropped to her knees in front of Redstrike.

Already, her optics took on the same hot pink hue as the blush tinting her pale faceplate as she gazed up at the serpentine Prime. Her glossa lulled out of her intake, eagerly lapping at the seams of Redstrike's modesty panel in a silent plea to expose his array to her between her soft dermas planting kisses against both his spikes and valve's housing. All the while, multiple inky black tentacles sprouted from her back plating, sensually coiling up his legs and stroking along the plating.

[red-in-revolt]

💝🐍💝

Redstrike had honestly been surprised when Mouringstar went to her knees in front of him. He was more or less expecting to provide a bit of repayment for their last little inadvertent rendezvous. Still, he wasn't one to complain. He smiled with pleased surprise and gave a delighted purr as he backed up against the wall and spread his legs, bracing with his tail while giving the unique femme plenty of room to work with.

He breathed out a quiet and delighted sigh of pleasure as she lapped at his panel, letting it slide away to reveal his hemi-spikes and dripping valve. He sank into her tentacles, reaching out with his own tail with a smirk as he raised it and slid it forward to rub over her own paneling in return. He smirked down at her, one hand gently rubbing over her helm while the other steadied himself on her shoulder.

"I should hardly live up to my reputation if I left you wanting now, would I?" He commented with a purr as his tail flicked and lightly spanked her thigh with the tip before it curled and rubbed more fervently against her panel in recompense.

[lovedollofiacon]

Her optics watched in awe at seeing the unique array in front of her, highly enthused to let her glossa wrap around the hemi-spikes in order to coat them in her rose-tinted salivary coolant. She used her intake to practicallly worship Redstrike's spikes and even encased her dermas around the lips of his valve to give it some particularly special attention until she pulled away, drooling while her engine revved from the sudden little spank against her inner thigh.

"Mmm...!~ So much I want... So much I want you to do to me," Mourningstar whimpered, slender hips rolling into the teasing his tail provided by grinding against her valve's panel until she ex-vented a relieved sigh once the cover was disengaged.

Her servos found purchase on Redstrike's curvaceous hips, the tentacles around his shapely thighs tightening while she opened her intake even wider. Her lower jaw split down the middle, expanding the black, rubbery mesh before she descended down onto the Prime's entire interface array with gusto. Multiple wet glossae coiled around the hemi-spikes, wriggling deep inside of his valve and rubbing the anterior node vigorously; warm, tight esophageal calipers swallowed and suctioned, almost working similar to a milking machine.

[goateeofgood]

Robustus rumbles again deep in his chest as she continues to rub at his lower body while laving his spike with attentive kisses then taking it into her intake again to swallow it down.

"Mmm you could but that would leave you wanting would it not Mournie." he moans out. "Surely you would like more than to suck spike hm?"

[lovedollofiacon]

Mourningstar's intake rumbled around the length of Robustus' spike when she let out a whimper, her frame shuddering with anticipation at the further coaxing from the medic. Slowly, the femme pulled back to let the spike fall from her wet dermas, venting short and shallow puffs of pink steam between words.

"I would... Please...! I want to feel you pin me down, bent over this desk-- I need you to fill me just like before," She entreated, blushing harder yet she kept pushing herself to keep using her words. "I'd even sit on your lap and try not to interrupt anything if it means I can just have you in my valve."

[goateeofgood]

He smiles at her as she whimpers yet again and visibly shivers. A soft groan as her intake slides his spike free, allowing the air in the room and her exvents to tickle against the wetness of it.

"Mmm you leave me in a dilemma of two wonderful choices." Robustus points out in a near bass rumble.

Robustus locks gaze with her optics a few moments, "But a good femme gets what she wants so first a ride, facing your back toward me, then you get bent over the desk."

His leans over just a bit and offers his hands to assist her up from her knelt position between his legs.

[lovedollofiacon]

Every tendril wriggling out of her frame started wagging with palpable glee from being referred to as a "good femme", and with a somewhat quaking servo, accepted his assistance to get out from under Robustus' desk.

"Please... Don't hold back, Robustus," She breathily requested as she steadied her servos flat atop of the desk, bending over it with her long legs spread wide apart, modesty panel disengaged to present her dampened valve.

"Hold me down as much as you want, I just want you all the way in me.~" The hybrid purred, cooling fans whirring in anticipation.

[lovedollofiacon]

" how do you want me — spread out on the bed or up against the wall? take your pick. i don't mind. " -Redstrike

Even more smut sentence starters

"Maybe we should mix things up a bit...? Standing, I'll help keep you up," Mourningstar drawled, visibly salivating a string of rose-tinted coolant from the corner of her grinning dermas as she dropped to her knees in front of Redstrike.

Already, her optics took on the same hot pink hue as the blush tinting her pale faceplate as she gazed up at the serpentine Prime. Her glossa lulled out of her intake, eagerly lapping at the seams of Redstrike's modesty panel in a silent plea to expose his array to her between her soft dermas planting kisses against both his spikes and valve's housing. All the while, multiple inky black tentacles sprouted from her back plating, sensually coiling up his legs and stroking along the plating.

[goateeofgood]

Robustus relaxes his arms to either side and watches her intently. It fascinates him how much she could take and how her body adapted to what was within her.

He openly groans in pleasure as she sucks his spike while bobbing along the length. She was very good at it. He had taken himself pretty close to the edge before she made her appearance. It doesn't take much more stimulation for him to overload with a moan of "Frag yes." He unloads transfluid deep into her throat. "Good femme." he rumbles in approval.

[lovedollofiacon]

Silken calipers undulated and constricted as Robustus overloaded into her suckling intake, swallowing every drop she could get until the heavy stream of transfluid stopped. Venting short and shallow puffs once she released his spike from her intake, her engine purring audibly as she hummed in satisfaction to have her fuel tank topped off.

"Thank yooou...~" Mourningstar just about slurred once she stabilized her venting, planting a kiss atop of the tip of Robustus' spike in gratitude.

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  another collection of smutty dialogue for you heathens (affectionate). please do not interact if you are under eighteen. feel free to edit and change how you seem fit. )

❛ i know my worth. and if you want me, you'll do as i say. ❜

❛ you don't want me here? then why does your body say otherwise? ❜

❛ oh? does that turn you on? ❜

❛ you look good on your knees like this. ❜

❛ i'm not jealous. you're just mine. ❜

❛ i need you. please. i'll be quick. ❜

❛ you used to hate me, and now you can't take your eyes off me. ❜

❛ you want me quiet? make me. ❜

❛ i know you have one more for me. come on, i'm not done yet. ❜

❛ fuck, that was so hot. ❜

❛ such a good boy/girl. making me feel this good. ❜

❛ go on. fuck yourself on my cock. ❜

❛ you have no idea how long i've thought about having you like this. ❜

❛ keep the noise down, baby. you're too loud. ❜

❛ you taste so fucking good. ❜

❛ they can't fuck you like i can. ❜

❛ fuck, i've missed you. ❜

❛ keep going. just like that. ❜

❛ they don't get to have you like this, but i do. ❜

❛ pretty good, huh? i told you i'd make you feel good. ❜

❛ you're mine. and don't you forget it. ❜

❛ i'm not gonna last long if you tighten up like that, sweetheart. ❜

❛ what, got nothing to say? no matter, i'll have you screaming in no time. ❜

❛ just a little more. you can take a little more, can't you? ❜

❛ getting close? don't worry, i'll take care of you. ❜

❛ what would they think if they could see you now, huh? ❜

❛ maybe i should put my dick in your mouth so you'll shut up. ❜

❛ maybe if i sit on your face, that'll shut you up. ❜

❛ look at how well you take me. even though it's been so long. ❜

❛ it's apparent in your eyes — you desire me. ❜

❛ don't stop. please, don't stop. ❜

❛ fucking doesn't involve this much talking normally. ❜

❛ you want this, don't you? want me all over you? inside you? ❜

❛ don't forget who you belong to. ❜

❛ if you want something, then you ask for it. ❜

❛ when was the last time someone fucked you? ❜

❛ i'll make us feel good. you'll love this. ❜

❛ how was that? satisfying enough for you? ❜

❛ oh no, i'm not finished with you yet. ❜

❛ what, afraid i might break you? ❜

❛ what, afraid you'll break me? ❜

❛ stop teasing and just put it in already. ❜

❛ fuck me harder. don't you want to make me feel good? ❜

❛ that's it, babygirl. ❜

❛ you want me to sit on your face? ❜

❛ i want this. let me have you like this. ❜

❛ now that you've given me what i want, i can give you what you need. ❜

❛ don't just stand there, you tease. come here and let me taste. ❜

❛ i want you like you used to have me. like we had nothing else to live for. ❜

❛ how do you want me — spread out on the bed or up against the wall? take your pick. i don't mind. ❜

[goateeofgood]

Robustus rumbles again deep in his chest as she continues to rub at his lower body while laving his spike with attentive kisses then taking it into her intake again to swallow it down.

"Mmm you could but that would leave you wanting would it not Mournie." he moans out. "Surely you would like more than to suck spike hm?"

[lovedollofiacon]

Mourningstar's intake rumbled around the length of Robustus' spike when she let out a whimper, her frame shuddering with anticipation at the further coaxing from the medic. Slowly, the femme pulled back to let the spike fall from her wet dermas, venting short and shallow puffs of pink steam between words.

"I would... Please...! I want to feel you pin me down, bent over this desk-- I need you to fill me just like before," She entreated, blushing harder yet she kept pushing herself to keep using her words. "I'd even sit on your lap and try not to interrupt anything if it means I can just have you in my valve."

[citrinebunny]

being fucked so hard from behind that you collapse forward and then they lean over you and use their weight to keep you completely pinned so you can’t do anything but whine and take it

[saccharine-prince]

soft doms>>>>

Doms that take their time with you, who need to please you. Doms who notice a position isn't working for you so they move you into a new one so they can hit your sweet spot better. Doms who want and need you to cum for them. Doms who want you crying from pleasure not pain. Doms who get pleasure just from watching you get off. Doms who gently kiss your shoulders and back while they fuck you from behind. Doms who hold you and let you grind against them. Soft doms>>>>