Him/He [Read pinned first I'm begging you] Adult π I WRITE DARK FIC DNI if you can not respect that. I work full time but I'm haunted by fictional character love, I dump self ship/ character x reader type stuff here. Multi fandom but in my robot Fucker phase currently [Transformers]. if you see spelling mistakes in my work no the fuck you don't I'm tired and doing this for free. Minors gtfo of here I'm writing smut.
HI HELLO I bit the bullet and decided to make a self ship/ X Reader blog.
You can call me Rabot! I'm HE/HIM queer. I'm an adult, FYI! I'm from the internet age when giving your info out is bad, so I'll be vague outta habit, but I am an adult. Minors DNI, please. I'll be posting smut occasionally. Also, DNI if you can't handle Dark content (noncon, yandere, other mature/problematic written topics). I write them.
This is a sideblog for me, so if you follow me as another imagine blog, we might be mutuals you just can't see it <3 also I have the social skills of stray ant after covid lockdown so please be aware I'm a bit fucking strange and unusual. It's not usually done maliciously. Please be patient with me to a degree I'm sorry I was born stupid.
1] so I have a place to reblog others x reader content
2] so I can post the little bit of x reader stuff I write for myself.
My blogs specifically for scenarios/Headcanons of the short. The type with bullet points and such from fictional characters. Or the longer run ons, it all depends on how I feel.
I write for Gender neutral Readers and Masc or Male readers! I'll do Fem or girl stuff only when I think a character would specifically act differently in that regard compared to a masc or male reader and It's also done when I want to.
I Sorta do requests! I'm mostly just planning on writing for myself, so to speak. You're more than welcome to send ideas or ramblings about characters in my inbox, but I don't wanna promise I'd be able to fill in any requests. If an idea or thing interests me, I might make a drabble or hcs in response to your ask.
If I don't respond to an ask, it either doesn't strike any inspiration in me, or I'm just saving it for later. (Or I deadass do not know what to say and deleted it.). I'm here for fun and a good time this isn't gonna be a job for me especially when I don't get paid to do it.
β’ Transformers! <- my thing rn! I'm newer! I watched TFONE and got weird about robots. Talk to me about the G1 cartoon all three seasons, TFO, Beastwars. And Prime
β’ ONE PIECE <- I like pirates. I tend to get obsessed with one piece in small bursts that come and go. I'm currently up to date on the manga.
Any other fandoms I may write for are more spontaneous things. Since I do not control the inspo and I have no clue what my brain will choose next. You can still talk to me about those fandoms/characters too!
βAny type of Mess play is a hard no for me (Vomit, Watersports, Scat.)
βKnife or blade play is a no.
βAlso absolutely no forced pregnancy please thanks. (I don't mind noncon by itself or even preg talk/content just don't mix the two please)
β No Forcefem.
β I do not consent to AI of my works or my works being trained for AI.
I block people liberally who post in the general "x reader" tag and don't tag properly or warn for she/her and assumed women reader. I'm tired and just not dealing with it at this point. TAG YOUR SHIT CORRECTLY PEOPLE! Do not tag it as "x gn reader" When the character calls reader "pretty girl" be serious right now.
Something that's driving me a bit mad, so sharing it for your consideration Cassette player/carrier frame reader and obsessive/Yandere Soundwave, like ohh he's mmm when has he seen another cassette/carrier frame like himself (other than that annoying autobot Blaster)? Like kindred spirits, maybe reader is a neutral that got dragged up along the way or a decepticon who was sorta left stranded found again brought back, oh but they're there and here and now. While obviously reader doesn't share his outlier ability they had so much overlapping code, tenderness completely sacred and hidden shown to his cassettes when they're seen in passing, feeding Laserbeak an energon goodie as he's perched on their work station petting on his beak soft and over his head em field soft and like a warm towel wrapping around Laserbeak so safe and soft as digits tenderly pet with a whispered 'don't tell your carrier' like an inside joke because Soundwave will know about the treats Laserbeak is pilfering the moment he docks there's no way you can't know like a secret language just you two share from your overlapping understanding of how the other works more intimately than knowledge on how the other decepticons work.
Even if readers forced to be a decepticon from a neutral, that pulling care in their chassis can't be resisted hand offered low to a prowling approaching Ravage from the work bench they're cuffed to, "who send you hm? Your boss or just visiting me yourself?" looking at the cassettes and seeing them, not just as extensions of Soundwave but their own beings, they could be acting on his order or their own curiosity, either way Ravages muzzle in readers palm, thumb petting against the side, holding petting whole working.
If reader has cassettes/mini frames not only must Soundwave win reader over but the cassettes they carry, but also being allowed to see the cassettes playing with others socialising learning bonding, hoping they say good things about him and his cassettes over the bond, knowing he can't force them to dock to replay the data they have even if he so desperately wants to know and experience being you or with you, or around you by some proxy step.
And if reader is a cassetteless carrier frame? Soundwave needs to fix that, can't stand feeling that aching lonely feeling in reapers chassis as they lie on bed at night missing a part inside themselves that'd make them feel whole, complete. How can a carrier frame who cares so much treats his cassettes well have none themselves? The genetics are on his favourite if he fills reaper full of overload they could produce wonderful healthy cassettes together, maybe even another cassette carrier frame.
While the bond is to Soundwave, imagining the cassettes worrying fussing over reader following them around and asking to dock either with words or actions, because they can help soothe that empty feeling and it'd feel good right being whole? Soundwave could make you feel this complete. They use the time docked to reader to send you should get railed by Soundwave subliminal messages, sharing memories of Soundwave being a good carer of them all protecting them praising them, simply like a recall of memory telling sharing how good Soundwave treats them and he'd treat reader just as good too he'd love reader, ultimate wingmen, selling how good he'd be. And reader should shy away from this not trust it know this is a decepticon ploy but maybe the coding related to cassettes overrides the logic component they don't flinch away from sheltering the cassettes protectively and Soundwave needs that needs all of you needs to put new cassettes in your frame
Soundwave growling vibrating going feral he needs to quite literally press readers buttons
Ooh carrier reader is fun. Especially so for the yearning yandere thoughts. Yapping with carrier reader x Yandere Soundwave and a little bit of Blaster. Some mild horny talk about breeding and other things. Mature not really explicit π
Neutral reader or even "former" Decepticon reader who wanted out so they faked a little "Oh, they're more than likely fucking dead" battle situation before disappearing. Before reader has to awkwardly go "oh shit yayyy you found me/I found you guys out here in the middle of bum fuck nowhere of the galaxy..." very strained because fuckkkkk now they're gonna have to be a con again!!!! While simultaneously/casually looking for the perfect out to probably fake their death again.
Or even Autobot carrier reader would be delicious too if you wanna play with the cross faction longing/unhealthy behavior being amplified because you're not Soundwaves ally but his enemy. And that's gonna make him way way more likely to lean into the ownership and possessive wants that he smothered down if you were a Decepticon or neutral. It's almost the only way he can realistically have you with the war on going. And it is by keeping you as a slave. Something viewed cruel and sadistic enough- (it is cruel and sadistic, Sounders be quiet.) That Megatron would be alright with it. Instead of it being what it actually is and a selfish desire to have you be his utterly.
If it's Autobot reader with him failing to own/capture reader than you can have some potential fun with the crazy style jealousy/new found scorn he would absolutely have of Blaster. If you wanted to do a fucked up yandere carrier love triangle with yandere Blaster that could be fun too. Cause Blaster knows what a gross creep Soundwave is and he's about as happy as he is over the idea of the others mitts all over you. Their rivalry is burning so much harsher now.
Soundwave jealous: Blaster does not treat them nearly as well as they (reader) deserves.
Blaster without skipping a beat: Yeah, well at least they smile at me, you stalking creep.
Soundwave: ...
Soundwave now literally nauseous with jealously: I'm going to kill you.
But affectionate carrier reader same faction would be soft. Nice and more open about the affection since they've got it literally programed into them that it's not a big deal to be doting on another bot a Lil casually anyway. Nor having to worry about the cassettes + his bond since you know. what it is truly. And if reader did have cassettes of their own as a con. You could think of the scenario where reader doesn't mind being friendly but readers cassettes can sense Soundwave's perversions towards their carrier/boss and they hate his aft. All collectively decided his vibes are rancid and now Soundwaves trying so- so hard to get them to like him. Because he knows there's absolutely no way you'd get with him romantically if your cassettes did not accept him.
Though the idea that Soundwaves (Or Blaster technically) got a higher chance to either spark reader or get sparked by reader since they're both coded as carriers is a fun idea. He'd probably be way quicker to realizing he wants to make a sparkling with reader + way more desperate about it if Carrier reader had no cassettes of their own. I also think it's kinda hysterical how hard the Yandere Soundwave breeding kink is being pushed. I'm not saying it's wrong I just think it's funny how collective the agreement is for Soundwave. Like you guys are right, but I just think it's funny too lolololol.
AND not the subliminal messages about fucking Soundwave just-
Carrier reader with Frenzy in their chassis: Huh this does feel kinda right though?
Frenzy internally via bond wave with zero subtly: You should frag Soundwave.
Reader who heard that as bluntly and clearly as possible: what.
Frenzy: what-?
Or it just not clicking cause Readers all "Why the frag am I thinking 'Frag Soundwave' in bold letters in my helm? I mean we aren't exactly close friends but he's not bad enough I need to tell him 'frag you' and be a jerk to him." Before shrugging it off. Cassettes playing on "I'm a little guy. You wanna pick me up sooo bad C'mon do it." Even though they're all grown ass bots. But if reader was a carrier they'd probably be more hesitant on that one since they do in fact see them as their own bots. Even when they are as affectionate as they already are. Soundwaves cassettes that aren't Readers, so picking up to coddle them feels like it might be crossing some type of carrier rule for Cassettes that already have their own carrier. And it would be in any other context or any other carrier bot. But it's you and they want you to violate every social norm between what is supposed to be just allies right fragging now.
And button play would be on Soundwaves forefront of his processor all the damn time talking to reader. Especially so if Readers buttons are as prominent as they are on Soundwave and Blaster. They're practically begging to be pushed and he knows sparkdamn well the boundaries he'd be crossing doing that. Especially when he's got the same buttons. He knows what that feels like- which only makes his digits twitch more while he's holding himself back from getting in there and just going nuts.
It's almost three in the morning and I just spent the past 6 hours reworking the ugliest fucking waterfall tattoo I've ever seen, but my brain is sooooo stuck on Prowl rn.
Like I'm not a fan of fluids, both real and fictional, so im imagining reader always being particular about him never finishing inside when he's topping. It's just instinct at this point for him to pull back and hump desperately at their aftplating till he locks up and shivers through his overload.
But once, just once, they manage to time things just right to where they're both on the brink at the same time, desperate and feral. Right as their overload starts and Prowl moves to pull out because- holy shit that first calliper squeeze just about sent him over the edge right that second, they lock their pedes behind his hips and pull him flush.
He tries to hold on, panicked at the thought of their instinct getting the best of them mid overload and not wanting to take advantage. Those pulsing callipers give him no choice though and within seconds he's buckling forward, aggressively humping into their heat and whimpering like a kicked hound as he comes undone. The rippling grip of callipers in contrast to the cold air and hard metal he's used to is almost to much, dragging out his overload and making the the sound of his clattering armour panels almost louder than his relieved moaning. He can't help but to keep moving, overstimulation and ecstasy blending together and keeping his uncoordinated grinding going, unwilling to part with the heavenly grip.
He's sure to be mortified when he snaps out of it, but for now they enjoy the five-star meal in front of them.
(previous anon who wanted more Dom content, and also, YES ID LIKE TO SEE READER TOPPING G1 S3 BOTS)
Hellll yeah we're doing Starscream whenever I can edit that thang
Okay, good that it would actually be read. I always feel like I'm shouting to a wall when I'm thinking about G1 season 3 anything. Like why the fuck are Galvatrons thighs so fucking fat on G1. Did the space meant for his mental stability go all into his thighs instead? Good God.
I'm also frankly fuckin shocked there's like net zero fics with G1 Arcee- (or even tfp Arcee) smut wise. I'd top them both and get topped, both versions of her are so attractive too. A crime.
β¦Warnings ββ₯ β¦ Some mild sexual tension but nothing crazy,
β¦Pronouns β β¦ You, Your, Yours,
β¦Notes β β¦ Cybertronian reader, Shockwave: you're staring like a whore, Reader biting back a howl: What-?, Reader is Shockwave's assistant
When your work had been stopped yet again for the fourth consecutive time, is when Shockwave decided to intervene to rectify the proverbial road block in the project.
"You're distracted." He stated causing you to jolt. So seemingly distracted you hadn't even noticed he'd come over behind you. You turned around and gripped the edge of your own metal work desk now behind you.
"Um- just a tad." You scratched your cheek with a digit.
"Explain what is so intriguing itβs hampering your ability to focus on the project in progress." Distraction to this degree wasn't typically in your work ethic. He wouldnβt have made you his assistant otherwise.
"Um-" your optics darted downwards as if unsure. "Sorry... just got distracted by a pretty frame, my bad. I'll try to stop gawking like a pervert." You rubbed the back of your neck. A nervous action.
A pretty frame-?
The only bot that would even qualify for that description would be Knock Out. And he didn't frequent the lab space enough to be properly distracting you to such a degree.
Not Megatron. He could be described as physically attractive, but he was what most would consider rougher than a socially standard "pretty". Frame marked with strikes in his paint and the left over evidence of battle somewhere streaked across his metal.
Soundwave isn't exactly the social standard for "pretty" as well. A more leaning lanky frame and a duller paint scheme to avoid glare in flight. Neither of which marked for the definition "conventionally attractive". He also didn't come around as frequently as your distraction either.
It certainly wasn't Starscream. More than lanky, even easily described as gangly. Thinner than Soundwave. And though his paint was in better condition he was nowhere near in as good of a shape or shine as Knock Out.
There was no chance it was the predacon you were referring to. A four planted leg beastly frame. Though, yes the potential admiration to the successful project could perhaps be admired as "pretty". Though not the beasts frame itself. Rough and jagged edges.
The only other bots commonly in the room with you two were Decepticon troops.
Other than himself.
β¦
It was only you two in the lab at that moment in time.
Process of elimination ran through his helm again as he looked through the options for fact.
And every single thing pointed to himself being the most likely correct bot in question. The other answers simply making less sense than more. Leaving only the truth as the most likely option.
Which... perturbing to say the least if it was true. He wasn't exactly conventionally attractive. He did not have the traditional face plate as most bots did.
Though you had said "pretty frame" not "pretty face plate"...
His finials flicked to a fro twice before they stilled again. His focus returned back to you only for his finials to perk upwards. Finding you were quite blatantly running your optics over his frame. Gaze clearly running down his hips and then his thighs.
β¦ You were in fact using the words "pretty frame" to describe Shockwave.
Which logically did not line up with common reality.
Something he could not accept since the facts did not line up correctly.
"Explain." The demand was short and simple. No need for much else he'd imagined.
You jerked and your helm shot back up to meet his gaze properly again. "Huh?" Clearly you were distracted again.
"Explain what you find attractive... on a frame such as mine."
You cycled your optics before huffing what may have been a laugh. "Well-" You glanced back downwards at Shockwaveβs frame. "I like how you're shaped for one."
"My... shape?" He didn't quite fit the mold there. Shockwave was built bulkier than most as a tank.
"Yup." you only affirmed your previous statement. Your servo raised and you brought one digit up to tap against his front glass. His gaze glanced down towards it. "I like your glass and how that's shaped". You dragged your digit to the bottom edge of his glass before you'd dipped lower. Digit coming off his frame but hovering directly over it instead. "I like your hips and pelvis." Your digits fanned apart over one of his hips. Something that made him still. Not used to such a... gentle approach when he had physical contact with another mech.
Much more accustomed to heavy and violent servos on his frame.
You treated him like a glass beaker- not the tank he was and was clearly built as. Yet your servos dipped lower, gliding slowly and testing till you reached the outside of his thigh. "I like your thighs." Your helm leaned forward just a touch at the admittance, as if it was ill advised to say as freely and openly as you had.
Your frame just leaned a touch closer as well. "I like your pedes."
He could not allow that one a by without further explanation. "How so?" His pedes were thicker to support his heavier frame weight. Not exactly thin and simple as most would use the word "pretty" for as a descriptor.
You just looked back up once more, your optics meeting his gaze. Your derma curled and amusement bled into your expression. As if he'd said something humorous. Your servo came back up and your pointer and middle digits "walked" up his glass. You allowing your servo to travel further each time you scissored your two digit tips up his chassis. "I like how they're shaped." Another discrepancy.
Your servo raised and Shockwaveβs helm turned to follow it. Your servo reaching forward. He hadn't moved given you'd not expressed an ounce of ill will towards him. No expressions of scheming on your expression. More importantly no reason for it. He also believed he could easily subdue you if you'd attempted to actually harm him at this distance. So he stayed where he was. Finding no need to move.
Though the quick rush down his spinal strut you'd caused made him instinctively tense up.
His finals flicked when one was rather casually touched by your digit. Digit pad actually gliding up the edge of it towards the finials tip. Your frame leaning forwards just a touch more to follow through with the glide.
If you'd gotten any closer then you currently were, your chassis would touch his own. "I like your finals. They're cute."
Cute.
Surprisingly it was the least preposterous statement out of you so far. Finials could rather widely be described as "cute" kibble. Though it was rare to describe a mech such as himself with the moniker. Shockwave had been bluntly told more than once he seemed "intimidating" as a mech. Which was logical. He was a large mech. He was heavier set. One of his arms was quite literally a weapon, one that could cause heavy damage through the power output it could fire off with. He did not have a traditional face plate, and he only had a singular optic as opposed to two.
Your servo pulled away before it came to rest right against said exact weaponry. Palm flat and your em field ghosted across his front. He focused in on it. Eager to find any other clues to a satisfactory conclusion. Your em field was inquiring, amused to a degree, delighted to another. Softly warm and rather inviting. No ounce or inkling of fear or apprehension to it. It was not something he could quite frankly ever recall being on the receiving end of.
Ergo he did not know the correct response to your actions. Your servo brushed against the edge of his gun attachment. Gentle yet again. Your slow touch sending some prickles underneath his plating.
Other servo raising and dragging over his visible bio-luminescent lights. The ones on his front upper chassis. Circling a digit pad over one, following the circumference of the curricular shape. "I like your bio highlights..." another subdued point of contact that seemed to have rather noticeable effects on his plating sensors.
How odd.
Your face plate like your frame was rather close to his optic. Smile still on your derma. "Shall I go on, Shockwave?"
It was rather enlightening when he comprehended that you were being truthful. You were genuine with your attraction towards his frame. Shockwaveβs frame of all things.
You were an oddity.
The only explanation left meaning you simply had... unconventional tastes in mechs.
A logical explanation.
"No need. I understand you do in fact find my frame attractive." You continued to stare at him to the degree he had begun to debate if he should be the first to speak again.
"Thank you for satisfying my curiosity." With that he took a step backwards. Giving you one last look before he'd turned to continue on with his former task.
"Anytime, babe." His finals flicked at the verbiage and he paused at the unfamiliar word. He found himself wanting to turn back around to ask the meaning of the name.
But he'd ignored it to instead focus back on his work.
Ignoring the lingering humming traces that felt as if they were left on his frame. From your digits and servo.
Which made no logical sense. There was nothing for you to leave against his frame after you'd stopped touching him. Your touch was also much too light to be registering so strongly in himself as it had in actuality.
β¦
You were an oddity in more ways than one.
Ending RB/comment Divider support made by: @/cursed-carmine
I need more bottom content for the bots to be honest, because unfortunately I just CANNOT get on when seeing reader being the one to get spiked or sum (unless the bots ride readers spike or sum, power bottom bots ig?)
ARGHH AND ALL OF THE BLOGS WHO DOES DOM READER FOR THE BOTS DOESNT POST ANYMORE πππ
As a verse, I'm so sorry, lolololol. There does need to be more bottom bots though! Feel free to shove something in my inbox to yap with me or maybe strike an inspo on the off chance. Again, I am a verse, so I'm happy to write these mechs being railed.
For you nonnie I will try to get my next smut post to be one of my dom/top reader works that's done I just need to edit actually any of them. I've got like [*counts off the top of my head.*] five dom/top reader works done right now? ACTUALLY POLL for it below since it's smut descriptions! Y'all decide next smut fic post! π
"Bad Influence" [G1] Skyfire getting topped by reader
"Vexing" [TFP] Two separate pieces with Long time lover reader accidentally calling them "Orion" and "Megatronous" respectively during
"Woof!" [G1] Multiple separate piece fic! Optimus, Hound, Mirage, Rumble + Frenzy. Petplay, but reader is the master.
"Uno reverse" [G1] With my flirty older Reader x Starscream. Starscream trying to take advantage of the reader, but Reader flips the script, and they spike him instead.
β¦Summary β₯ β¦ Knock Out decides to be oh so generous when he learns you donβt have a common interface array installed.
β¦Genre/theme π₯ β¦ Smut scenario
β¦Warnings ββ₯ β¦ Dubcon (technically? Kinda gray one that one considering the circumstances. Reader does verbally consent but like- the situation), Knock Out takes advantage of reader, hand jobs, fingering, Canon Knock Out being Canon Knock Out (a bit fucked up), medical malpractice/inappropriate abuse of medical status, over stimulation
β¦Pronouns β β¦ You, Your, Yours,
β¦Notes β β¦ BOT reader, Readers not good at picking up flirting, Reader is pretty brazen regarding sexual stuff/casual about it, The pinning is mutual actually Knock Out just doesn't know that, I need more people to not ignore the fact Knock Out is kinda fucked up personality wise.
Knock Out was beginning to believe you may have been put on this miserable planet by Primus for the sole purpose of punishing him.
Really, how else was he supposed to assume otherwise when you have somehow still failed to understand that he was trying to court you!?
You weren't dimwitted enough you were completely daft. It simply just seemed to be flirtation that you didn't quite comprehend. Clearly otherwise you'd have accepted his advances at this point! You haven't even properly rejected him either, due again to your aforementioned blindness to romantic intent. (If he has to hear Breakdown badly fail to stifle a laugh watching your exchanges one more time, Knock Out was going to put credit into his own Designation- so help him.)
Oh, well. If suave subtly didn't quite make the cut on making you swoon then he'd simply have to take the opposite approach. One he'd started but slowly and rather devastatingly begun to understand you still misinterpreted his attempts at courting. It's beginning to reach the point that he's just short of bluntly shouting "go out on a date with me!". But it lacks class- and class was anything Knock Out lacked. So he continues with your confounded little game you had between one another.
He'd decided to attempt propositioning you as straight forward as he can. He'd said something along the lines of "Let me know if you'd like me to use my expertise to recalibrate your interface array. To give you max usage out of every ounce of charge you can manage." Frankly he doesn't remember it exactly because of how shocking your reply was.
You simply comprehended what he'd said before responding with a very blunt "Sorry, I don't got one."
And surely he must have misheard you- but no. You'd confirmed you actually did not have a traditional interface array installed.
He'd asked why (of course he had. Well, he'd be a touch disappointed if it wasn't exactly your style to overload like so. But Knock Out was versatile in more ways than one. He knew there were more than a few methods to get a bot to overload than just the common interface arrays.) But you'd brushed his shock off and said you'd just couldn't find the time or the shanix back on Cybertron. So you'd had to keep putting it off until the war kick started and you had much bigger things to worry about.
Knock Out had seen a golden opportunity.
And what kind of Decepticon would he be if he didn't take something sitting blatantly out in the open? Practically begging to be taken advantage of.
So he'd casually offered to install one for you.
Youβd seemed surprised but just asked if he actually knew how to do that. Assuring you he'd done it more times he could count even before the war. Which was true.
Low and behold you'd accepted his oh so gracious offer.
Now you were here in his medbay online again, after he'd brought you back into the realm of consciousness with the initial installation complete. Now given war times Knock Out did have to settle for a simple and standard pair of equipment for you. Though he did his due diligence to make sure they were an exquisite standard spike and valve. Even making sure to add accents of your frame colors on your spike. And making your anterior node your primary color for just a touch of flare.
Your array was simply out and you'd sat up peering curiously down between your own thighs at the top of your new valve. Your spike in resting position and not out of your spike chamber just yet.
And now was the time for Knock Out to reap the sweet sweet benefits of his rewards for being oh, so charitable.
He'd moved the monitor he'd had on wheels closer before locking it in place. Now by your side and watching as you continued to examine what you could of his work. A small ghost of a smile found your derma and the sight made Knock Out reaffirm his own desires in his processor.
Primus, he was going to ruin you.
A promise not a lamination to be perfectly clear.
"Your array has been installed. Now, we move onto the fun part. We get to calibrate your array properly so it functions as it should and at the levels it should be. A..." Knockout tapped his claws against his own palm in quick thought "Test run so to say. Very standard for interface array installations." Which was not a lie. It was an important part of interface array installation. To test and make sure everything was functioning properly. Nothing more concerning than your valve not lubricating and not realizing till you're in the moment. Or your spike not pressuring correctly and being stuck with a rather painful malfunction.
He'd smiled at you "So we're going to make you overload."
You glanced from him to your valve. "Oh- Okay. I guess that makes sense." Wonderful.
"Yes, to make sure I don't send you off with a miscalibrated pleasure setting." Knock Out leaned forward a touch, his smile turning slightly sly and his optics glinting in what he was sure showed peeks of his own satisfaction. Before he'd let one of his digits point directly at your faceplate. Only a fraction of the space away from actually making contact. "We don't want you accidentally knocking yourself out and into stasis just from a little bit of self service." Accidentally is the key there. Knock Out thinks he could already see himself overstimulating you till you were incoherent when he had the proper chance.
Knock Out pulled his digit away when he'd seen you weren't very perturbed by the idea. Merely meeting his gaze again with no bashfulness. "I've had no problems overloading without an interface array. Is it that difficult to get right?" Oh, a bit of a shame admittedly. He'd half fantasized about giving you your first ever overload when youβd said you'd forgone the frame addition completely for so long. He'll have to settle for breaking your interface array in for you and giving you your first overload that way at the very least.
Though It did also supply him with the rather pretty image of you with your wires splayed out. Digits on your internals and arching into your own touch.
"Yes, it's a rather- delicate task. What with the sensitive equipment that's being installed and the settings it will be set to. As long as you know what you're doing when troubleshooting then it should be nothing to worry about. We just need to make sure everything works and to calibrate your pleasure feedback."
The confusion was clear on your faceplate. "What does that mean exactly?"
Knock Out placed a servo on his own chassis. "Well, I'll be checking to make sure your array is functional and up to par. And we'll be- experimenting to find the correct settings."
"Experimenting?"
"Yes yes, There's a- sweet spot so to speak. Not too sensitive and not too dull. Our job is to find it. And make sure it's the correct fit for charge feedback." Knockout gestured to the monitor by his side. "This will display your feedback levels in deph to show me how your frames registering the charge and pleasure. And I'll know how to adjust from there. We go till we find a... satisfactory calibration." He smiled knowing you didn't know any better to correct him so to say. He then tapped the side of his temple with a claw tip. "The controls are connected to my HUD for the time being so I won't have to pull away to manually adjust it."
Yes, the calibration was also actually a necessary step for interface installation.
Though in practice it's usually done with the patient self servicing. While the one installing watches the monitor with some type of privacy barrier between the two. It keeps an air of professionalism despite the activity.
Though Knockout would be very sure to be through when he did his personal examination.
Only the best for his future courted after all.
You simply looked down between your legs at your spike chamber for a moment. Knock Out took the opportunity to cozy on even closer to you. Dragging his chair the rest of the way over and sitting down. Servo rising to hover over your new array. You followed with your optics but didn't move. "May I?" Knock-out asked.
"Yeah. It's fine." You consented, optics finding his own as you did.
Oh, Knock Out was going to make sure you were perfectly functional.
He wiggled his digits lightly to get your attention back there instead "Now I have some... manufactured charge humming in my digits. To see how your array responds to it. Your frame will still register it as real charge, so don't panic." He waited until you gave a small nod before he'd finally closed the gap between you two. To slowly and softly dragged two digit pads down the curve of your valve. Sliding past your anterior node and against the part of your valve mesh. Making sure to use his digit pads and minding his claws. There was frankly nothing more unpleasant to Knock Out than a mech who didn't know how to manage their claws when they were using your valve.
Your hips jerked just a touch at the contact. No doubt from the charge hankering across his digits. Wound up from how many thoughts he's had rushing through his helm. He's gotten more than a touch frustrated with you. And he's rather lately begun fantasizing of more sultry means of getting his intentions across. Rather ironic he's going to be making a point to revisit them in his processor while he works on you. He was rather eager to see just how closely his assumptions lined up with reality.
How would you overload-? Are you loud when faced with charge? Do you whimper? Or are you the quieter type? Details, details.
He wasn't exactly shy when he'd slipped his digit pads between your valve mesh to press along the sides where your mesh became your actual entrance. Your calipers twitched at the contact but responded properly to the bit of charge gracing across his touch. He slowly dragged his touch upwards till he met your anterior node. His two digits parted and he pressed them on either side of your anterior node before gently pressing back. Making the small hood of it shift back along with, like it should. The charge feedback he received for his actions were minimal at best. Not exactly giving him a concise reading on how functional your array was.
(Though he sincerely doubted his own work was anything less than perhaps just slightly off. Nothing a slight fine tuning wouldnβt fix. Every frame was just slightly different on array installation. But he had a good enough optic to get things close to after doing it so many times over.)
Your noises were also rather chaste. Though he unfortunately couldn't tell if that was how you just were while interfacing. Or rather if you were holding yourself back as to not- embarrass yourself in front of your medic. Perhaps youβd do better with a touch of... encouragement. "You know it would help if you begun fantasizing on what usually helps you build charge." He offered the blatantly leading suggestion.
You just huffed a laugh. "You telling me you're prescribing me 'think dirty thoughts', doc?"
βPrecisely" Knock Out pressed a digit pad down on the top of your anterior node. Before dragging a simple slide from the top and to the tip. He didn't miss how you'd twitched again, his smirk hiking into another sly smile when your optics met "Doctors orders."
You huffed again, seeming more so a touch exasperated. Mulling over the thought before quickly deciding on your next course of action. "...Fine. I'll think dirty thoughts then."
"Wonderful. Perhaps together with our powers combined we can achieve at least one proper overload." The light humor in his tone rewarded him with twitch of your derma. Yet another reward for his actions he gladly basked in before moving on. Little did you know the true humor of the sentiment...
Knock Out let his two digits fan apart and drag back down the sides of your entrance. Pressing were he knew the hidden pathway of the anterior node was essentially wired through. Your metal on your thighs clenched, hips even arching just a touch. Progress.
He'd wondered how much quicker he could get charge humming through your own array if he we're using his glossia instead of his digits. Though he knew he would get a much better reward, if he'd waited until your array properly synced with your frame and systems.
There were plenty of benefits to being a medic (Even along the obvious downsides in a war.). One of them was the fact a medic's frame was so compatible with so many higher sense based modifications. Better scanners, better dexterity in servos, and easy ways to register minerals to name a few. And something only medics seemed to be privy too, was that there was a touch of a flavor difference in a bots array. Their lubricant and transfluid that should be universal when absent of flavor based modifications. Though some of it is dictated by minerals in your system. A baseline flavor is always something that's ever so slightly different depending on the bot in question.
Knock Out was positively dying to know what you ended up tasting like.
Small charge begun humming across his digits in response to his chaste petting. From you this time not all him. His digit pads passing over your entrance before traveling back upwards to meet your anterior node again. Finding everything as malleable as it should be he slide his digits back down on your mesh. "Testing insertion capabilities." Was his warning before he slide his two digits halfway inside of your valve.
You jolted a touch- actually squeezing down on him until you relaxed a moment afterwards. "Internal temperature is normal" Another muse aloud more so for you than him. His other servo found the curve of your hip plating to grab before he'd pushed his two digits the rest of the way inside down to his knuckle dividends. Your walls flexed on him again instinctively- at least presumably instinctively. He did wait a moment to see if it repeated but you relaxed once more. Not a glitch then, Wonderful. Working as should be.
He curled his digits- feeling the texture of your walls minding the claws again- and noting what he knew was the edge of a pleasure node just barely in place for him to bother with his digit pads. Your hip jolted against his servo when he did just that. An airy vent hissing out of your mouth. Your optics beginning to hum a brighter setting than they should be regularly. "Pleasure nodes functional." After he droned it aloud Knock Out pulled his digits back to thrust them back inside of you. He glanced at the readings on the monitor when charge hummed against his palm. "Hm. It seems I may have actually set you a touch lower than it should have on sensitivity."
Well, he should rectify that immediately now shouldnβt he?
"Adjusting sensitivity feedback just a touch higher." He bumped the setting a level higher then they would be normally in a mech. The result was near instantaneous.
Your frame arched just a touch before your aft landed back on the medical slab. A stuttering noise escaping out of your throat. Before you'd grit your denta and swallowed down the start of another one. Gasping and venting after the sound went back down. "Better." Knockout smirked and moved to start languidly thrusting his digits in and out of your valve. You flexing and squeezing down on him every time he'd bottomed them back out again.
He watched your spike tip quickly start to pressurize under the charge now building between the both of you. Pressurizing fully in a klicks time and twitching now every time his digits thrust back inside you. "Ah, Spike pressurized successful." With that he let his other servo leave your hip to fan over the length of your spike. Your plating tensing before shivering on his savoring drag upwards. Your spike begun beading pre lubricant before he'd even grabbed you properly. He smothered a chuckle knowing it wouldn't quite be appreciated. Especially considering the position he'd had you in.
Instead he'd properly let himself grab your spike- enjoying the grit of your denta and the clenching of your jaw the act brought.
And maybe he timed it so your pleasure sensitivity bumped up another level higher when he did just so.
The next noise out of you was almost what he'd qualify as a whine. Tapering off and replaced by more huffing and gasping. Your optics brighter noticeably so at this point. He pumped your spike, enjoying the tense of your frame each time it happened. His digit pads rubbing along the sections of your spike each pump back up. The charge brushing up along his servos and slipping between his own plating there. Threatening to travel up his struts in his arm and find his chassis with a vengeance. His optics darting back downwards at your lubricating array before he both sped up a touch and begun jerking your spike off in time with the tempo. Already pressing down the urge to lean downwards to drag his glossia flat from your spike chamber to your tip.
"Lubrication has activated as should." His tone was tinted at the edges with his own arousal shining through just a touch. Something he knew you wouldn't know how to place when you'd hadn't heard it yourself till just now. The obvious distinction on his own audials clear as day to himself. Especially when he had to put considerable effort not to allow his tone to become fully husky for the duration of this rather delightful medical malpractice. His own engine threatening to revv when another delicious sound slipped out of you before you could stop it.
You're so very sweet for him. Knock Out was feeling charge hunker down in his own array. Zipping along the edges of his pelvic plating the longer you'd steadily become more and more undone in front of him. Having to restrain himself from leaving his seat to stand and cozy himself up against your frame as well as he could. To get an even closer look at the still admittedly controlled changes in your frame and faceplate. A part of him wanting to even lock derma with you to see what else he could work out of you with his glossia.
But he knew he should look and not touch where he couldn't quite fabricate a believable lie for.
So he settled for speeding up again and reveling in the sultry sound echoing out of your chassis- a moan.
Every meager reaction of yours only emboldened him to pull every ounce of charge out of you. Every slight shift in expression or slight audible sound. There was an insistence in his own chassis that only propelled him further. There was a very real urge to pull you apart and expose every little delicate internal of your make up. Having himself consider using his circular saw to open you up right down the middle. Simply so he'd have a smoother time burying his servo right through your metal to grab your spark and physically claim it for himself. With a precision that left no room for apprehension or unease.
Don't fret or worry that pretty helm of yours.
He'd be gentle.
...If he genuinely gave the the urge any serious thought anyway. But like many things it was quite the riveting fantasy.
The charge bouncing along his servos was steadily becoming unruly. His appetite and subsequential craving for you draped across his plates like a new coat of paint. Sinking between the gaps and promising to devour him whole lest he ignore them. The urge to pull apart your plating reappearing, but he'll settle for pulling you apart a different way.
Knock Out bumped the pleasure setting up much higher than was necessary. Skipping levels entirely just to cut the line and find the levels of over stimulation he was craving to push onto you.
You arched off the medical slab in a clean curve. Your fist shoved against your own mouth quickly before you'd bitten into your own knuckles. A bitten off half muffled cry jutting sharply out of you. Frame dropping down again, while your other servo gripped the edge of the medical slab harshly enough you'd immediately begun denting your imprint into it. Quick gasping and desperate fits of vents slipping out of your mouth and denta between the continued trial he set your frame to endure.
"Sweet spot." Knock-out droned aloud, not bothering to hide the delight in his words. Watching you practically lock up on the medical slab so you wouldn't writhe. Plating taunt and jittering just slightly when the charge output edged higher than you quite literally knew what to do with.
"My my, So pent up over a little bit of attention." He leaned a touch closer, unable to resist the urge to at least tease you just a touch when you were already so thoroughly put out of it. Each shift of his servos now causing a slightly sticky sound. Array lubricating as you twitched and throbbed against his digits. Charge pulsing and jumping with your em field in a short act. The telltale sign of an overload rapidly approaching.
"Oh dear, Going to overload from a standard medical procedure-?" A quick sound of what could be read as objection came from you- your optics snapping from his servos to him. Your optics bright enough they were tinting your faceplate a touch. Denta still latched onto your own servo- quick sounds still slipping out of your mouth regardless. What he could grasp as disbelief peeked through the utterly delectable show of your struggling state.
"Of course you should, that's our goal here- But you're soaking wet here" Knock Out shoved his digits further into your valve for emphasis. "And leaking like a broken pipe all over your own chassis-" he Jerked your spike faster and watched more of your pre lubricant spill out onto your plating. "Maybe the sensitivity is set too high." Knock Out tutted audibly "We'll more than likely need to perform more than one test run."
He than wordlessly set your sensitivity even higher than before.
A whine did actually sound out of you this time. Em field jumping and you ripping your own fist out of your mouth when your helm slammed backwards against the medical slab. Exposing the gaps of your throat were he could physically see parts clenching up through the dividends. "Knock Out-!"
The sound of you calling out for him when you'd sounded as luscious as you did made him have to bite back an engine growl. The sound instead materializing as a low engine purr from the back of his throat. Something you wouldnβt hear unless the room was quiet. And right now it was anything but. With you now cursing rapidly and repeatedly when your array throbbed against his servos and you begun overloading right in front of him.
Valve squeezing down on his digits and spike throbbing- shooting a thick helping of transfluid out onto the front of your chassis. The particular shade it was cutting strips in the color of your paint. Your plating was clenched and Knock Out could feel the charge zap up his own arms from how heady it was. A couple volts even hitting his chassis while the activity in his own array pulsed back to try and fail to meet it. He bit down on his bottom derma watching you fall apart for him.
When your frame finally slacked did Knock Out stop moving his servos. Your frame and hips twitching periodically as left over charge still jumped across your frame post overload. He pulled away and pulled his digits out of your valve to bring the servo that was on your spike up closer to his faceplate. He touched his pointer and middle digit pads together before separating again. Your transfluid clung to both- stringing along both digits before breaking apart once more. "Transfluid Is the texture it should be." He glanced back at your spent frame slack and splayed out on his medical slab.
Spike half pressurized still and twitching while he could only assume your valve was clenching down on nothing from the left over charge feedback.
His smile curled.
Quite the exquisite sight now isn't it?
Knock Out could get away with another overload as playing it as more trouble shooting. Maybe even a third. Though no more than that. With how he's tampering with your levels and sensitivity he might crash your new system. And he'd have to reinstall it all over again.
...
And that would just be a travesty.... Now wouldn't it?
Speaking of Tease pt 3. Would you guys be upset a good portion of Skywarp's part of "Tease" Is him eating reader out like his life depends on it? ( Β΄ο½₯Οο½₯)
i just wanted to start of with telling you how much i absolutely adore your writing! whenever you post it is automatically the highlight of my day. you must be some sort of mantra.
i was wondering.. would you ever consider writing another part to βteaseβ but itβs the g1 seekers? like starscream, skywarp, thundercracker, thrust, ramjet, and dirge? theyβre my precious boys and the coneheads are my absolute favourite trine lols.
thanks so much!
Star and Skywarp are on the Decepticon part of tease! their parts are actually done to. And i was going to add thunercracker as well but oh my god... The decepticon part of tease is so long already I got so carried away. Like each part so far is anywhere from 2.5 k to 4k and i'm not even done with all five parts yet-! BUT I do have a solid idea for Thundercracker I did wanna do. So I may do another part of "Tease" (Maybe after another part of Thief? Just a thought anyway). And I shall keep the fact the cone heads are wanted in mind whenever I get around to said tease pt 4 after pt 3! If anything and it does come I shall probably group them together and have it be a foursome with the cone heads + reader for that potential tease part. I do have one other little thing I was gonna do with ramjet in my inbox for when the mood hits. But besides that I genuinely never see anyone thirst post over the cone heads here like ever. So I can help with some snacks at the very least lololol
And tysm for enjoying my stuff!! βΎ(γ βΟβ)γβΎ
God going insane over cliffhanger, because now the tensions between the cassettes is going to get even worse with the animal adjacent ones being the only ones getting readers attention or affections after what they just learned and witnessed Lazerbeak, Buzzsaw and Ravage can at least be semi normal and can't speak or blab what they know, but the twins? Frenzy and Rumble are basically high risk cassettes now because you think they're gonna be able to keep their vocalisers switched off? Which makes the jealousy even worse to be outright banned from seeing their interest for fear they'll suggest something too knowing that'll give away the camera and ruin all grown relationship, and if they did make reader suspicious it'd probably force Soundwaves hand on using it as blackmail for fear of losing them and any control but that'd completely jeopardise his want to conjunx them the twins would be SO grounded in that circumstance and Soundwave would probably be downright miserable having to use the blackmail and just staring at reader longingly behind his visor while they just look at him with fear disgust anger hands clenched as fists but unable to act because they don't want others to know, face starting to burn in embarrassment shame horror as the realisation of what he has over them sinks in and Soundwaves just, helpless to watch the unfolding of their emotions before him having to act like he wants to keep the metaphorically leash tight so they don't try anything but he can just feel all those emotions those thoughts all hating him his cassettes practically stabbing him over and over.
And once you use your blackmail trump card there's no going back, because if he'd done nothing and reader became suspicious found the camera it'd all implode like he feared, maybe a little part of him wants the reader to storm up to him hunt him through the Nemesis get vicious and aggressive with him try to square up challenge him shove him into a wall because it'd mean their hands on him, like the rush of someone losing their temper and acting out in ways you'd have never foreseen and then watching that anger crack and slip from their face as they realise they're pinning Soundwave to a wall having just been snarling threats at him and they're in deep fucking trouble now, wanting to cup their terror stricken face and smash their mouths together because that was hot in a way he knows he shouldn't enjoy but yes give me your everything your anger hate I want all parts of you.
I'm sure Soundwave is going to be pretty normal going forwards (he won't be everytime he looks at them he's going to be thinking about that pretty little interface array, those exposed components of their frame, and he has the suffering task of not reacting to it at all) but the twins are going to get angsty being kept away from reader. Maybe he can let reader be captured by the enemy stage a rescue surely that will win their affections and if not they'd at least owe him, it'd give an excuse to be near them touch them if they're locked in a stasis to carry them out of there or maybe he just insists they're too weak to move themselves so he can touch hold their frame. Just anything to get closer a scrap of touch a look any kind of affectionate gaze rather than that cautious guarded look they must carry the whole time.
Yeah Im really normal about the Soundwave from there stories giving me big thoughts your writing is genuinely brilliant and making me insane /positive, genuinely no pressure but I cannot wait to see what happens from cliffhanger onwards
hOLY shit you went ham in my inbox. I'm glad you sent it though cause I usually never get yapping like this for x reader stuff. Yandere Soundwave + His cassettes x reader rambling under read more. some mature talk but nothing explicit, π Plus short reference to Soundwave wanting reader to hurt him. If you see a spelling mistake no you don't.
Frankly I think Ravage is also gonna be on a tight leash besides Rumble+Frenzy because he's also strong enough to knock mechs as big as Optimus down so he might snap and just pin you down in the hallway. And then Soundwaves gonna have WAY more problems if that happens. But it's also much lower of a chance than Rumble and Frenzy blowing it all up since I think Ravage absolutely has better self control than the twins. Lazerbeak and Buzzsaw are more affectionate afterwards but playing triple on their animal tendencies to make it more acceptable. Yeah they're just falconssssss, don't think too much about the fact that they're your sapient coworkers that have full thoughts, feelings and opinions. The twins can probably manage it since Soundwave is both double time telling them how important it is to stay calm through the bond + Also physically smothering his own thoughts over theirs with his telepathy "IF YOU DO NOT BEHAVE-". Annnnd Yeah the thought of you actually smiling at them or wanting to kiss them back does make them more willing to try and keep it together.
But instead of being like before now the two are at risk of flirting with reader. While internally keeping every little want and perversion under their helms. And their both putting an insane amount of effort into not just snapping, seeing if they can get you alone before bluntly asking how much of a slut you really are if you're walking around like that. They're being "good-" they're so so good not blowing then entire fragging mission just like that! Definitely make comments that slip out that aren't immediately pause worthy but do make you tilt your helm slightly in sudden huh-? if you actually gave it more than half a thought. But something you could also chalk up to them being themselves personality wise anyway. They may say too much and it does become rather obvious as a flirt and then Soundwave will know. Because as soon as they dock in him, he gets everything they have seen then and there. He will chassis jail them as a punishment. You can't keep your mouth shut? Okay- no deploying. Yeah theyre pissed if it happens.
Frenzy surprisingly gets out first by promising to play nice and he manages but I think Rumble would be super upset about it for longer. They both would have the initial "WHY THE FRAG NO!?!?!? THEY'RE RIGHT THEREEEEE" just a longer frustration. And the thought of the camera being spilled by them is very in his fears and he's smothering that directly into their sorry processors too. Because you cannot look at them with disgust- you need to look at them with affection and LOVE. And that will never happen if they ruin everything NOW. But they can lie and say the reason they (and soundwave) know if because of his telepathy. They totally didn't do anything as disgusting and violating as sneaking a camera into your room to watch you jerk off noooooooooo just unfortunate telepathyyyyy. If it does come to that anyway. He would let you choke him out in a fit of rage if it does get to that point of ironically now unwanted blackmail based ownership of reader. Need your hatred when there's nothing left-! He gets almost nauseously horny over the idea and would 100% let you hate fuck his hole sore in The Victory hallway if you weren't disgusted by him :(
But I think they could (barely) manage to not ruin everything especially if the other cassettes are on each others cases too. Que Ravage full frame tackling Frenzy in The victory and forcibly drag him out of your sight before he can finish asking what he's about to ask. Soudwave and co. do get super moody over it though. Like he snaps easier- he sasses more. Slightly more cruel in general. Because the sexual want is at 1000% and it's actually starting to make them angry to a degree.
And fight circumstances could make everything so much worse or better. Just being secluded with you in whatever buffoonery the episode for that day is. Having to work together- You injured and pretty decently so but Soundwave can read your mind and you're tense and going to pull away if he ignored your wants and picks you up anyway. SO just trying not to lose his fucking mind while offering a pauldron/one arm to help you stay up. Because youre hurt, and injured, and he wants to end who did this- but your soooo close to him physically and your chassis is brushing against his own-!!!!! And he wants you scoop you up and never let you go ever again. But if he doesn't fumble it like every other interaction with you maybe you'll stop looking at him like he's a sorry creep (The one he actually is who puts cameras in your room to jerk off to footage of you jerking off. and the one that stalks you regularly. but you don't need to knowww thatttt. Everythings fineeeeeeeeee)
I might do 1 more part for the leverage story line if I get the inspo anyway. Otherwise the climax will be Soundwaves part in Tease where he finally snaps and acts on his obsessions. I'm proud of that smut anyway so that'll be fun whenever I finish that slag + edit it.
Can't believe I read through all of your transformers fanfictions in one sitting ππ
Brain rot going crazyyy rn, I never though I'd be very interested in alien robots again..
"ALL OF THEM?!"(Reference)
But actually that's a lot of robot sucking and fucking for one sitting good god nonnie. But welcome to my twisted mind space that makes you wanna kiss fictional characters so bad.
Bratty reader misbehaving and teasing then immediately getting put in their place and being pathetic and whiny getting bent over and get overloaded.. let that sink in
(Can be with anyone lol)
God who would be into brat taming- Megatron. Most versions He wants to break you in.
Prowl? He likes the figuring out how to get you to break completely angle.
Kup feels like an obvious choice to be completely frank. Older mech to put you in your place.
Springer? Yeah Springer. He'd be through about it too. Mouthy too while making you shut up.
Motormaster likes to bully already, if he gets to break you doing it than he's very into it.
Might sound out of left field but Rhinox. I'm just thinking about the time he grabbed Dinobot by the throat and told him very controlled and firm that if he didn't sit down and behave he was gonna do something they both regret.
Rubbing my hands at the metroplex smut- HEβD BE SO SWEET AND GENTLE
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ohhhh he would be. It's a bit hard because Metroplex wants you so so badly. But he's always aware of his strength and what he's doing at his size. And you may be a bot to but you're still so small compared to himself. You could be a triple changer even and you'd still not even compare to your titan S/o. I feel like Tactile and em field play would be the most common because Metroplex doesn't want to make you do anything you don't want you- You're gonna have to be direct when you wanna do some interfacing and you need to be on it. But even you just asking is enough for the literal city built defense system to fold like a house of cards. Because Metroplex would and always does have a lot of yearning, sexual or not, in regards to you. He can't casually hold you like other bots- or kiss you or- So Metroplex is usually always ready to drown you in his affections if you ask or allspark forbid urge him on.
I also feel like interfacing or fooling around with Slammer, Six-gun, or Scamper would also be very frequent. Because again Metroplex is over wound by what he wants so badly to do with you sometimes with no proper outlet. And it would manifest in all three of them being insatiable and needy when Metroplex's yearning is unbearably strong. Metroplex can't get the full satisfaction when one of them fools around with you but he does get partial through the connection. He also gets to see you either panting underneath him and valve stuffed full with one of their spikes. Or above him praising one of them with your spike buried in one of their valves. Which might only rebound and make the three of them even more needy because Metroplex is stuck in the fragging cuck chair. And yes, he's enjoying himself but he needs to have some direct contact with you right now.
You could pose the idea of frotting/grinding on/against one of Metroplex's digits till you overload and he's clearing his schedule so quickly to help guide you into overloading in his servos.
Also I did get a few comments and asks assuring that Metroplex smut would be appreciated so I will be putting it on my list. Thank you for the feedback (γ₯ｑββΏβΏβｑ)γ₯
Ok but imagine finding some type of large cushion or something, just big enough to fit the length of or at least most of his spike, and just covering it in the cybertronian equivalent of lube- Maybe even his own valve juices- and just frothing on his spike, trying to hold on for dear life while he bucks against the soaked cushion.
OR OR OR
Trying to ride his node like a spike, just doing your damnedest to get it inside you while he either pumps his own spike or holds you up with the same servo that's currently three digits deep in his own valve. Or you could even try using his node hood as a makeshift valve.
Honestly, just suctioncup a false spike to that mans nose ridge and give him a close up show-
But yeahhhhhh. Frotting directly on/Across his spike length with your valve while he holds you. Anterior node might probably be too big to ride- At least since I usually imagine bots anterior nodes as more like t dick, so fatter. Or maybe you're a champ and can get the whole girth of it in and you'll at least feel him throbbing inside you lol. You could Frot there too though with your spike even. You could also dirty talk him/ talk him through touching himself while you're quite literally inside his helm saying all sorts of filthy slag about what you'd want to do to him/ what you think about him doing to you. You could also get the help of Slammer, Sixgun or Scamper to make a recording from their optics while you both pretend they're Metroplex directly. Saying his designation while your array is out and you're swapping charge, as good wank material. You could also suction cup a false spike on one of his digits so he has some semblance of control on the speed you're going at.
I also think G1 Wheeljack would be totally down to make some frankly convoluted sex toy for you both. Like the biggest spike sleeve ever or something more mundane like a proper adapter so you can actually plug into him without knocking you tf out immeaditly due to the energy difference. He could fuck with stuff and make a false spike that can blue tooth to Metroplex so he can feel everything like it was his actual spike. (But the spike should also still be big and thick but one that'll at least fit in your hole with some effort anyway.)
Many options for super size difference. ( α΅ α΅ α΅ β)
Prowl and Decepticon Tactician reader toxic would be situationship with the unresolved sexual tension so high that it has evolved to the point that the battlefield tactics is essentially foreplay.
