when the lights go off

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[priimetime]

optimus.

He stared. Of course he stared. Starscream was pleasuring himself right before his optics. Those claws carefully plunging between wet walls and out of sight. Optimus swallowed thickly, his spark racing and arousal only growing. He closed his mouth- which he didn’t realize had been hanging partially open in awe- with a bashful expression when Starscream looked back up at him. 

His gaze flicked away but returned quickly when he felt those fingers on his spike again. A shudder was audible and his fingers curled tighter around Starscream’s waist as he tensed. Oh- Wow.

“Y-Yeah,” He nodded, blue optics staring down into red. His spark was burning in his chest plate. Excitement, nervous, joy, fear… But he was not about to back out now. He wanted this. He wanted Starscream. “It’s perfect.”

The confirmation brings a relieved smile to Starscream; and for a moment he bites at his lower lip, as if nervous. It’s a different story when there’s love involved. He knows he can do this; and he slowly starts to lower himself down onto Optimus’ spike. 

It’s a different feeling than everything he’d been through before this. Knowing who it was, and how he felt, it fed two deep seated things inside of him. The desire for this type of contact, but also the desire to have it with someone who loved him, to share a bond during the act. This was so much more, and Starscream finds a pleasured shudder go through him when he’s taken all of Optimus inside of him. A shaky vent leaves him, his wings gently fluttering. 

He stays where he is for a moment, letting everything sink in as reality. He doesn’t give warning when he moves; bringing himself up and back down. It’s an exhilaration that flies through him, and in a moment, he’s connecting their lips again, gently biting at Optimus’ lower lip; asking for entry. He’s already setting his pace - he knows it gives away how needy he is, but he doesn’t care. He needs to have this; to feel Optimus inside him, to show Optimus everything Starscream’s kept under a close lock and key until now.

[priimetime]

lockdown.​ 

Lockdown frowned. For a casual hookup, this one sure was a lot of work. But Lockdown had a thing for bots with attitudes - and the pretty ones. So of course he was gonna put up with it for now. Nothin got him going like taking a smug little thing and turning them into putty in his servos.

“Not in the mood for foreplay, huh? Fine by me, sweetheart,” He shrugged, leaning over the cherry red bot. The curved side of his hook harmlessly trailed down Knock Out’s chassis before pulling away, “I’ll try not to scratch that pretty paintjob of yer’s..”

With no warning, he scooped up the doctor’s legs and pushed them back before he drove his hips forward, fitting himself into that waiting valve in one swift motion. The sound he made was nearly a growl at how tight he was. Fuck.. This was why he loved the pretty ones. They always felt this good.

His hips were still for a few seconds to let Knock Out adjust before he began to piston in and out of that wet heat. Pushing the smaller’s knees to his chestplate as Lockdown set a quick pace. Planning to keep going even if Knock Out overloaded. He’d been pent up for too long. 

Maybe if I just didn’t want to get spiked down so bad, I would have asked for foreplay. It’s kept as a thought though, Knock Out not exactly keen on ruining something before it starts. Though he almost made a remark toward his paint job - instead of an indignant complaint, a moan slips out as he feels Lockdown enter him. 

His helm tilts back, optics closing as a few vents pass him. It’s been enough time since someone really took him. It feels big; and that’s a favorite for him. There’s those few seconds to take it in before movement started. A pace that was more than welcome for Knock Out, sharp vents starting to pass him along with short vocalizations. His arms go up over his head, holding his wrists close enough to grab. There’s a mischievous look in his optics, as if trying to dare the bounty hunter into holding him down and taking him with no mercy while he could do nothing about it.

“ You’re good. ” The words come out, Knock Out again easing his helm back, keeping a decent hold of himself. It’s a familiar practice, he’s had enough experience to know how to curb himself to talk. To praise. A pleasured hum passes him in place of a moan as he moves his helm back to affix his gaze to Lockdown. “ Take it all out on me. I want you. ” There’s a delighted sounding purr behind his words before he lets out another short pleasured noise. “ Go harder - I’m not fragile. ” His only demand, once again locking his gaze to Lockdown. “ I don’t want to walk after this. ”

[priimetime]

optimus.​ 

Optimus may not have done this in a while, but he knew the reactions he was getting  had to be good ones. Those little needy movements and sounds were breathtaking. He could have listened just to those all night. Especially how Starscream tried to cover them up.

The moment those servos land on his shoulders, everything stopped. His optics were on Starscream’s as his touch stilled, thinking for a moment he was being told to stop. He would have in a nanoclick if Starscream decided he didn’t want to do this after all. He was pleased- and a little flustered- to be wrong.

“O-Oh- Alright.”

Carefully, Prime shuffled back. He settled himself down on the grass with his legs bent at a slight, comfortable angle. His focus, however, was not on himself. He took hold of those servos that held his shoulders and used them to pull Starscream up and back to him, arms embracing him tightly as he pulled him in for another kiss. Groaning softly with need against him as a palm dragged down one of those emotive wings of Starscream’s.

Yeah. He liked this position better.

He wasn’t expecting his wings to be touched, and his grip on Optimus’ shoulders tightens as a shudder runs through him, a whimper pulled from him in response. A heavy vent follows, and a slight narrow of his optics is directed at Optimus, though it’s almost playful in nature. 

“ Drawing noise from me already ? I’ve yet to start with you. ” It comes out with a short huff, before he moves one of his servos down. He slips a few digits inside of his valve, a careful prep being done to himself. Muffled noise passes him, a heavy vent when he removes his claws. Slick with transfluid - of course he was that needy. 

I’ve waited so long for this. Let me show you how I feel about you. Let me treat you. I want you. 

It all goes through his processor as he reaches for Optimus’ spike, gently running his claws along it. Tender touches, before he keeps his servo still. It’s only to help him position himself properly, getting his valve properly over the tip. A vent catches as he takes his servo away, pausing in that moment. His optics meet Optimus’; and Starscream speaks. 

“ This is alright ? ” He’s uncertain, if only for a moment, looking for that go ahead. That confirmation.

[priimetime]

optimus.​ 

Optimus trembled despite himself at the touch. He couldn’t help glancing down briefly and feeling a swell of eat and excitement at the sight of those long fingers on his spike. He trusted Starscream to be careful with his claws like he always was. Or, at least, he HOPED he would be. If only to avoid awkward explanations with Ratchet later. They were supposed to be ‘scouting’.

The prime sat up slightly as Starscream’s paneling moves away. He couldn’t help the way he stared. In awe, desire and adoration. Wow… He was beautiful. How lucky was Optimus?

Then he laughed. Not because Starscream had said anything FUNNY. At least not on purpose.

“You’re one to talk,” He chuckled, leaning back over the seeker to place a kiss in the center of his chest plate as his fingers gently stroked the smaller’s valve opening. His words come out nearly as a purr of his own, combined with the faint, excited rumblings of his engine, “You’re gorgeous… Brightest star out tonight.”

Optimus took a moment to readjust them, placing himself between Starscream’s legs. One servo cradling those pretty hips of his as he went back to touching him… And shivering at the way it rushed right to his spike.

It’s a compliment that flusters Starscream to the Pits and back again, an odd noise passing him. a free servo moves up to cover his mouth, a sharp vent passing him, glancing away. Primus, why was he like this ? He moves his servo away from Optimus’ spike when he’s repositioned; a short huff passing him. 

There’s a pleasant shiver that goes through his entire body as he feels Optimus touching him for the first time. His servos move to cover his face, a soft flustered noise akin to a whine passing him - only to get worse for him when he bucks his hips into the touch. Of course he would be needy - when was he not ?

Slowly he pulls his servos from his face to put his gaze back to Optimus. There’s a moment where his expression softens into adoration; though it is quickly interrupted by a soft whine, Starscream again moving his hips into that touch. There’s a moment he lays there, letting himself go through a few vent cycles. 

“ Let me - ” He barely gets his words out, reaching for Optimus’ shoulders. “ Show you. ” Desire aches in him, his mind pushing him to do what he wants. He’s flustered as he’s trying to get himself a little more upright. “ I want to be on you - ” He’s flustered as he admits it, though he holds the Prime’s gaze.

[priimetime]

optimus. 

Thank the allspark they hadn’t decided to have this conversation back home. All of this would be very hard to explain to the other bots who would have definitely noticed Optimus laughing  then dropping to the ground in another room. Thankfully for them, this scenic night was just for them.

Optimus Prime allowed his servo to be moved and his spark lept with surprise and nerves as it settled between Starscream’s lovely thighs. He swallowed thickly as his palm seemed to cover nearly the entire area available. And that was before he was faced with the other seeking out his own modesty plating. 

He had no idea which Starscream was wanting so he went with his personal default. His interface panel slid away to free his spike. It rose eagerly to Starscream’s touch and Optimus shuddered as sensitive plating was exposed to the cool night air. He felt a rush go through him of excitement and anxiety- This was actually happening.

He doesn’t hold back the purr that comes from him as his servo touches Optimus’ spike. His touch is careful, ghosting against it at first. His gaze flicks down to look and he ends up smiling. He flicks his gaze back up to Optimus, affixing him with an adoring smile. 

It’s in that moment his own paneling clicks back, exposing his valve for Optimus. A soft vent passes him feeling the cold night air. The anticipation has a soft whine pass him, before he moves his hips slightly. Embarrassment floods through him, but he manages to keep a smile. 

“ You’re stunning. ” The words pass him, soft in nature. He feels his spark flutter again, a soft purr escaping him.

[priimetime]

optimus. 

In his academy days, Optimus thought he knew what love was. Thought he had it. But he realized quickly that it was a love of convenience. And the moment he became inconvenient, the love stopped. He no longer had their trust, their support, their compassion… It made him realize maybe he had never really been loved at all. Their love was cold, distant… It stung to remember.

But this was different. This was bright and warm. This was love he could hold in his servos and see with his optics. He didn’t need to barter for it. It had come unconditionally… It made his spark ache in the best way. 

“I guess… We’ll get to find out what it’s like together,” He mused, one servo coming to rest on the back of Starscream’s. His face turned and he pressed a tender kiss to the first bit of plating he could reach on the other’s wrist. He just needed to touch him. Needed to know this was real. “I love you too.”

The words left his lips and the moment they were in the air it was like they took an enormous weight with them. He’d said it. It was out in the universe now and there was no taking it back. And he didn’t want to! He was in LOVE!

As if he was realizing it all over again, his face broke into a bright, beaming grin. His arms wrap around Starscream’s thin body and hold him tightly- Were they standing he might have lifted him up in his joy. Instead, with delighted laughter, Optimus dropped himself back into the grass, dragging Starscream with him. The trees around them trembled, showering leaves down over them- but he didn’t even seem to notice.

He let out a dreamy sigh, a servo smoothing over the outside edge of one of Starscream’s wings. This had helped him forget some of the warmth accumulated in his pelvis from before their confessions. Mostly. 

Hearing the sentiment returned brings a joy unlike any other to him. In a moment he’s down on the ground, with Optimus on top of him. There’s delight across Starscream’s face, and he leans himself up to steal another kiss.

When he breaks it off, he takes one of Optimus’ servos, bringing it down toward Starscream’s modesty plating. There’s a slight heavy vent, Starscream casting his gaze off to the side, biting at his lower lip.

Why is he nervous ? He’s never had this problem. He takes a steadying vent, before running his own servos down Optimus’ chassis. He pauses as his touch ghosts across the pelvic plating. His gaze flicks up toward Optimus’, as if asking for permission.

[priimetime]

optimus. 

Tease? If he thought that was teasing, Optimus was curious how Starscream would react to him intentionally teasing. But that was for a later time.

Optimus sighed against the smaller, his servos pressed to Starscream’s back, smoothing over his plating as he held him close to his own beating spark. His mouth trailed, nipping and kissing over the seeker’s neck cables, trailing up toward that sharp jaw. Acting mostly on memory from the last time- 1000 stellar cycles prior- he was in a position like this. 

Then he was stopped when those words came. His head lifted and blue optics gaped in awe. It may have been obvious to Starscream… But it hadn’t been to Prime. At least, not obvious enough to put a name to what he thought the other felt for him. Optimus knew of his own feelings but the other’s? ‘Love’? …. How long had Optimus waited to be loved again? To be IN love again?

“You’re full of surprises tonight,” he fondly chuckled, lifting a hand to cradle Starscream’s cheek, pressing tender kisses to the opposite side of his face and jaw, “This isn’t how I was planning to tell you.. Kind of disappointed that you beat me to it..”

A soft smile comes from Starscream in response, a soft vent passing him. Exasperation; but in a fond manner. Maybe it hadn’t been that obvious to Optimus. It’s out there now - and that look he’d gotten would be burned into his memory. That was the first time anyone had been in awe when he confessed. He expected to be pushed away, brushed off, laughed at. Though he shouldn’t have expected that here. Not with Optimus.

“ Nothing ever goes as planned. ” Starscream remarks, the threat of laughter lingering in his tone. He’s doing his best not to. “ But sometimes the surprises are much better. ” He leans in, going for a proper kiss, pulling his frame right against Optimus’. His spark flutters; he knows he’s got it bad. But it’s something that is reciprocated for once - and it makes this moment all the more intense. He pulls away, optics locked with Optimus’. For once, Starscream feels love. That warmth that spreads through his entire body that threatens to burst out his chassis - it surrounds him and holds him, melting the world and all of the bad away. 

He moves one of his servos up to gently hold Optimus’ face, a single claw gently tracing along Optimus’ lower lip. A soft vent is exhaled, shifting his legs with a soft huff. It’s hard to ignore that part of him. 

“ I want to know what it’s like when you’re in love. ” He murmurs it out, looking away for a second in embarrassment. “ Never... Never really had the proper chance to do this when it was reciprocated love. ” He flicks his gaze back, a slight embarrassed smile on his face. “ I love you. ” He reaffirms it, almost more for himself. To be able to say that and mean it made a world of difference to him; he doesn’t even notice the flutter in his wings as he says it, nor the adoring gaze he’s giving Optimus.

[priimetime]

optimus.​ 

They were far outside the city limits. Travelling out through the forest in search of any sign of Decepticon activity. When they found none, and the sun began to set over this region of earth, the pair opted to watch the light fade and the deep, rich blue of the night sky take its place. There were a million stars in the night sky looking down at them between the trees, but the only one Optimus cared about was right beside him. 

it had started out so innocent. A gentle kiss like every other they’d shared- But as the night grew cooler, neither seemed keen on stopping. Which led them where they were now. Servos clutching each other tightly as they laid out in the grass. No one for miles to hear their heavy breaths between hot presses of lips, teeth and tongue. No one to hear those airy words as Starscream said them.

“R-really?… Here? Now?” Optimus blinked, pulling back just enough to stare down at the other with flushed faceplates and a pounding spark. He scanned Starscreams features- almost hypnotized by how he seemed to shine under the moonlight- as he sat up slightly. He was serious… This was a development. 

His fingers lifted to his audial to turn on his comm link, “Ratchet. Starscream and I are going to keep patrolling this area a while longer. Maybe we’ll find something after sunset. … Don’t wait up.”

He barely gave Ratchet time to confirm that he’d heard before his comm link was closed and he was pulling the lovely seeker up into his arms again.

“ You can’t tease me like this and not expect me to want. ” 

A low huff passes Starscream, staring up at Optimus. How long had he been waiting for this ? Too long. He’d been too nervous; until it finally boiled over on him. He watches Optimus comm Ratchet, and a smile curves across his face. Don’t wait up - tonight is the night it finally happens for them both. 

In mere moments he’s in Optimus’ arms, and he eases his own around the others frame, though servos do not stay idle. Tracing over the frame before him, touches ghosting but meant to last, to commit to memory what he’s now being given. A purr pulls from Starscream and for a moment there’s embarrassment across his face, before he gives a small smile. 

“ I’m in love with you. ” He mumbles it out. Perhaps not the best way to say it, but it’s not as if it wasn’t blatantly obvious already. 

[priimetime]

do this to starscream. thanks.

[priimetime]

optimus​ //

A light noise left when when he felt the other’s claws leave him, missing the feeling almost instantly until he felt the spike tease at his entry. When their lips parted away, the Prime let out a soft whine ; though feeling embarrassed that he’s showing needyness for Megatron to go inside.

Optimus squirmed slightly at the low growl, his audial antennas flicking a few times. “ Please, frag me. ” 

“ You still know just how to sway me. ” Megatron lets a low growl out, before he eases his spike into Optimus. He’s slow for once, letting himself get reacquainted with the feeling of Optimus’ valve around his spike. One of his servos moves to grip around Optimus’ waist. Getting a proper purchase, letting a slow vent out. He’s holding himself together, though instinct pushes at the corners of his mind. A feral, burning desire unlike anything he’s experienced before.

He caves into it in mere moments, sinking his dentae into the Prime’s neck as his hips move. He’s never been so rough before - but it feels right. It’s what he wants - what he needs. The pace is set quickly; rough and unrelenting. Again and again Megatron all but slams into Optimus, keeping the Prime pinned to the wall. Short growls escape him as he moves, biting into Optimus’ neck and running his glossa along the puncture marks he’s left.

[priimetime]

optimus​ //

He could feel himself melt in the pleasure, and it’s only the beginning to what’s in store. Something that he knew, and still looks forward to after all this time. It’s a strange feeling ; but Optimus didn’t think about it. There’s only one thing to focus on, and it’s the treat he’s receiving. Arms went around Megatron’s shoulders, wanting to savor the kiss.

His vent hitched for a moment when he felt the other’s third digit enter his valve, his hold around Megatron tightening a bit. It’s been a while since he’s experienced this ― in general, and with the warlord. He felt his hips move, almost like a silent demand for more.

Those hips move, and Megatron feels that burning inside of him. That desire to give Optimus what he wants. He eases his claws out, before positioning his spike at the entrance to Optimus’ valve. He teases entry, pulling away from the heated kiss to give a wide smirk, showing off those sharp dentae of his. 

“ What’s the magic word, Optimus ? ” He taunts with a low growl, amusement dancing in his optics.

[priimetime]

OPTIMUS​ //

It was almost embarrassing, but it certainly feels like time threw itself backwards to… a bit better times.

A soft noise left Optimus, feeling familiar digits inside him. It was a pleasing feeling ; the sense of familiarity made his spark swell with an emotion he missed so dearly. He granted access, his lips parting for Megatron.

It’s as if time had never moved forward; Optimus still so willing. To still captivate him, even now, was something to be savored. No one else can handle Optimus quite like Megatron - and the warlord was going to make a point of it.

His glossa slips inside Optimus’ mouth, Megatron taking a rough approach. Domineering, as he moves his arm to press their frames together. A third digit slips inside of Optimus, a pace being established by Megatron. Not so gentle anymore; a preparation for what was to come. It’s impossible to keep his own plating in place, a rumbling growl passing through him as he lets it move back with a click, letting his spike pressurize. He’ll take his old flame - right against this wall. Remind Optimus that there really is only one out there who knows him well.

[priimetime]

OPTIMUS //

There was a heavy vent from Optimus, allowing the other’s servo access to his valve and spike. A light noise left the Prime, feeling his hips move a bit.

“ Please… ” A simple plead, something Optimus didn’t expect to leave his lips.

“ Please ? ” Megatron echoes. “ Been a long time since I heard that. ” 

Two digits slide into the valve he’s been presented with - still familiar territory even after all this time. He’s gentle to start with, taking his time. He leans in to start a kiss with Optimus, biting at the Prime’s lower lip for entry to his mouth.

[priimetime]

OPTIMUS​ //

There was a low grunt that left the Prime as his servos held onto the other’s arm as to keep some sort of balance. They both knew this is Optimus’ weakness ; and he hates being reminded that he takes a special interest in it. It was a solid moment before his blue optics locked with the other’s red ones.

“ … Hm. ” He… suppose there’s a point. Primus, help him.

The sword is retracted, though his arm stays pinning Optimus. His intentions clear, he allows one of his servos to slowly trail down to Optimus’ modesty plating, trailing a surprisingly gentle touch over it. He leans forward, bringing himself inches from Optimus’ face. 

“ Come now, Optimus. Like old times, hm ? ”

[priimetime]

There’s a lot more to him than just fangs.

Ask him nicely and maybe he’ll consider you.

[lannasroleplaymemes]

Suggestive Sentence Starters

[fateswitch]

lannasroleplaymemes:

Collected from all over the net, other memes, etc. Some are subtle, some are fluffy, some don’t have to be taken sexually, some are so straightforward you could practically jump into a smut scene in a few posts. Enjoy!

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[angstmemes]

rough sex starter sentences

“Come here and get on your knees. Show me how much of me you can swallow.” “I want you to fuck me as hard as you can and I don’t want you to stop, even if I tell you to.” “We don’t need a safe word. You should handle everything I want to give you…” ”That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard. We DO need a safe word.” “What was that? You don’t think you can cum again? I’m going to show you that you can.” “You wanted me to be rough, so I’m being rough, darling. Can’t you handle it?” “Look at you lying there all used… Do you think you’re ready for more?” “I don’t care whether you can take it. I will do it anyway and you’ll love it.” “Open up wide.” “Don’t you dare move. Did I tell you you could?” “Oh good, does that hurt?” “You will listen to every single word I say. If you don’t… then I’ll tie you up and I’ll leave you here desperate.” “Harder! Harder!” “Don’t stop now!” “I don’t care whether it will hurt. I just want it.” “I can’t wait to see you covered in the bruises I’ll mark you with.” “Not a sound, do you understand? You have to be absolutely quiet, or I will make you want to scream even louder.” “I would’ve prepared you for this if you’d not been begging for me to fuck you.” “You should see your face right now…” “I told you I was going to make you regret saying yes to this.” “Is that all you’ve got? That hardly hurt. Well, I guess it’s my turn now.” “You’re here for my pleasure, not the other way round. Do you understand, slave?!” “Tell me how much you want me and I’ll give you more than you can handle. That’s the game we’re playing now, honey.” “Don’t complain. I could’ve tied you up in even less comfortable positions.” “Oh, look at you. All tied up and ready to be fucked.” “What’s that? I can’t hear what you’re saying with that gag in your mouth.” “I’m not done yet! Spread your legs and lie the fuck still until I tell you to move!” “Oh this hurts, does it? I want you to beg for even more.” “Just count down with me and if you make it to zero without squirming, I’ll stop hurting you.” “This is about control and you’re definitely not going to have any.” “Show me you can follow orders and I’ll be a lot nicer, love.”