* In Deeper Waters

+18 only / private ns4w sideblog to captainseamech / minors and personals will be BLOCKED

[sinnedseamech-a]

This is a dash-only sinblog of my main so if you happen to have accidentally found this blog just go follow my main first of all, please! If you happen to follow just this one, I will have to block you.

Have in mind that despite me being here, doesn’t mean I’ll actually write smut aside from a headcanon here and there. And also, my activity here is very sporadic as I will focus more on my main blog obviously and threads here will progress depending on my muse’s mood. You’re more than welcome to gently nudge me about it though! I tend to forget about things a lot ajdndkmf

Things for you to check:

visage. or the lack of it || headcanons. || memes.

Rules here are the same as from my main blog, but with a few additions:

Minors are NOT allowed here! If you happen to be a minor, I’m sorry, but I’ll immediately block you for your own safety!

All the interactions will happen in their respective verses unless said otherwise

Ships will take main priority in my replies, but I wouldn’t mind to just casually go with the flow! Most of my ships were formed in here, as a fyi

I will not be using readmores in general for my threads, unless my partners uses them as well or someone asks me to do so

Despite this being a ns4w sideblog, things will be tagged for the sake of protecting my mutuals who can’t see some posts while they’re at work or just can’t see in that specific moment. In that case, please block ‘suggestive tw’ and ‘not safe for whales’ in your tag filters!

And one last but not least important point here: I do not condone nor approve non-con, heavily fetishizing, r4pe and sexualization of minors in this blog. If you ever come near me with those, I will block you immediately.

[sinnedseamech-a]

//AIGHT YOU ROBOFUCKERS I HAVE MOVED HERE NOW!!! SCRAM /aff

[chcrrybabyy]

just saying if someone pressed their hand into my lower stomach while fucking me and asked me "you feel me right there?" I'd probably spontaneously combust.

[sinnedseamech-a]

I am so sorry when tide feels sad.... maybe i can stroke the diamond in his vagina so he feels better? can I? 🥺🥺🥺🥺

//Tina when I get you Tina

[sinnedseamech-a]

Well since he's been banned from watching Captain Seasalt from eating a Popsicle, Mauga is going to take up the mantle himself. Aviator sunglasses shielding those topaz hues as he lounged back casually beneath the shade of an umbrella, shirt open to show off the heavy muscle of his chest without care. In his right was a freshly opened frozen treat that would sooner melt in the heat if he didn't pop it into his mouth and start sucking on it. He took his sweet little time pulling it and pushing it, wrapping his lips around the cold surface before slipping it out with a pop.

A low chortle jiggled at his girth torso, lightly wagging the frozen treat in the air with an added comment of getting more while summer was still around cause he knows this company from overseas stops making them once summer ends. A shame really but it just means he has to stock up well and especially get the melons as those were the sweetest and man oh man .. do they make him break his own diet just to have one more as heartbreaking as that is considering his routine tends to be strict.

Guffawing out, he flashed those pearly chompers before he pursed his lips and suckled at the tip just to prolong his enjoyment of the frozen delicacy. The flavor was soft and creamy throughout the length, temptation to bite through and eat but the option to savor kept his eye on the prize. As the popsicle grew thinner, his tactics changed to licking along the sides in long strokes with a rumbling hum signaling his delight. Each minute brought the end closer, the pale green treat washing away with every stroke of his cocky tongue until the raven haired slid what was left into his mouth and slowly pulled out nothing more than the tan wood from between his teeth.

             High Tide may have a lot of regrets in his life... but stepping out of his ship to witness Mauga just... ‘casually’ eating his popsicle? It’s about to enter the list as he couldn’t help but... stare. Stare as he slowly, painfully, went through all the treat.

             It didn’t help that the damned thing had the same shades of green like his optics, too.

[putridcigarette-deactivated2025]

me n who (I can be both)

[sinnedseamech-a]

//..... I may have given High Tide the ability to. Shapeshift his glossa. For no lore reason-

[sinnedseamech-a]

"T-Tide.." Oh, he was in bad shape. His voice was weak and interrupted by whimpers as he stumbled towards the sailor before leaning heavily against him. His vents burst open to let out a cloud of steam, laden with heavy pheromones as the Prime's frame was so hot to the touch.

             Upon hearing his own designation, High Tide turned fast enough to catch Rodimus by his hips, quick to realized how hot it was under his touch. Was that kid overheating? He was about to ask it aloud... when something caught his attention. Oh... Are those pheromones? Primus above, was that kid in his heat cycle??

             “Ye don’t seem that great, bud...” Now that he was thinking better about it, maybe hold the Prime by his hips wasn’t a smart move. “Ye are overheating, we need to find something to cool ye off right now.”

[gladiatorsteamroom]

Steamtrack's engine purred as she felt his servos on her thighs, giggling as she slid her one servo up his chassis and onto his shoulder, before leaning closer with her forearms resting on his shoulders while she pressed a few kisses to his jaw and cheek, leading up to his audial.

"It's a good think we were on the same page. You seemed a little stressed, and I wanted to give you a little... relief." She smiled as she continued her kisses, pressing her frame closer to his while letting her engine rev lightly.

"If you know what I mean."

[sinnedseamech-a]

             High Tide couldn’t help but let his engine purr with her affection, his frame relaxing under her touching and kissing while smiling. He did catch her getting closer to his frame, both servos tracing their way to her hips.

             “That sounds like the perfect idea, Sweets.” Chuckling, he leaned closer to meet his lipplates with Steamtrack’s as his servos idly massaged at some hip seams. “Do ye have anything planned for the... occasion?”

[naughtywave]

“Well… I’m considering a few things….”

He let his lipplates graze warm panels.

“I could easily take your spike down my intake, I do love the way you taste~”

“Or… we could take advantage of the fact that our berthroom is just a few steps away and you could lay back, relax, and enjoy the view while I climb up and ride your spike until we’re both screaming in overload…”

Heatwave looked up at his sparkmate with soft lidded optics. “I just love watching you let go and come undone because of me~”

[sinnedseamech-a]

“Both options sound amazing, Sweetspark.”

High Tide reached a servo to gently cup at Heatwave’s chin, dark thumb pad slowly tracing at silver lipplates. “I do miss feelin’ your pretty intake around me and makin’ ye take it all...”

His helm tilted to the side as his servo let go of him, teasingly resting at his own hip with his digits tapping close enough to his warm panel. “But ye do have to ask nicely if ye want my spike that badly~”

[makeitfoxy]

men used to go to war and now they whine and squirm pathetically when you call them a good boy

[dragvnsovl]

His legs spread wider with a soft groan when he felt the teasing touch to his valve, but refrained from whining when it trailed to his spike instead. The length twitched as he tried to angle his hips and push it towards that curious servo for more.

"Oh, there's a lot more I'm good with." His gaze glanced down to see what the sailor was doing, shivering at the sight of him using his own lubricant to slick up the Prime's spike. Primus, that moan had his valve cycling around emptiness.

"What, you want more already? I thought you were just gonna let me touch you a little~" He turned his helm to trail searing kisses over High Tide's cheek and neck. "But I'd love to frag you, too."

[sinnedseamech-a]

Taking note of that little push, his servo fully wrapped around the length to spread the slick more efficiently, a thumb pad lightly pressing at the tip.

“I don’t mind gettin’ touched some more...” High Tide angled his hips to give Rodimus a better view of his own valve, a shiver being sent down his backstrut as he leaned in closer to his audial. “But I highly doubt ye don’t want to frag me strutless, do ya?~”

[sinnedseamech-a]

//am I late for Sinday? Yes. Will I reply to threads anyway? Absolutely

[muttcvnt]

forehead press during missionary tn?? cupping your face in my hands and ragged breathing and pressing our foreheads together for a moment during a pause in missionary and you’re still inside me and everything in the world feels so so far away except for you tonight?????????

[naughtywave]

Heatwave nuzzled into High Tide’s neck cables, biting down as he began to scissor his digits apart and stretch his sparkmate’s valve.

“Glad you approve… and you’re already so wet for me~”

Sliding his digits from the sea mech’s valve, he slipped them into his own intake and sucked the lubricant off.

“Primus, you taste so good…” He allowed his panel to retract and began rubbing his spike teasingly between plush valve lips and over an anterior node. “Next time we do this, I may just eat you out until you feel like you can’t overload anymore~”

[sinnedseamech-a]

High Tide groaned when his valve was stretched, his legs temporarily clamping around Heatwave’s waist and hips swaying once again to chase after more.

Seeing his sparkmate savoring his lubricant off of his digits made his valve flutter. That was so hot.

“I would love to... feel ye eatin’ my valve until my legs shake...” He couldn’t help the little moans that escaped him, his valve clamping around nothing and getting wetter around his spike. “But I want to know just how deep ye can get inside me now~”

[plasticsinned]

Eyes narrowed a pinch as High Tide stepped further inside the room, letting the door slide itself shut behind him. Now he really believed he wanted him to stay -- because why else would he walk further in? Why else would he walk right up to where he was sitting back?

High Tide was letting his curiosity guide him, & Kaazar wanted to see how far he could push him.

"Love?" Echoing voice repeated, before he laughed -- low, deep. "I am fascinated by you, sea mech." He purposefully let out a groan, thumb swiping over his weeping tip to spread the precum over his shaft, all the while keeping his gaze locked with the mech's. "I can tell you are fascinated by me, too."

"Why else would you have walked closer, & let me stay?" His head tilted to the side, slightly, voice rumbling when he spoke next. "Are you going to do something about your own ... fascination?"

[sinnedseamech-a]

             Part of High Tide wanted him to stop this madness at once even thought he was practically standing there, right in front of Kaazar, steam billowing from his lips. But another part, seemingly more vocal, wanted to press on and go much further than that.

             After all, what would be a better distraction than have a pretty Deity right in his berthroom? Maybe it would be a one time thing, he believed.

             “Perhaps I could.” Slowly placing himself on his knees, the mech’s darker servos now rested on the other’s knees, half lidded gaze locking with the god’s as those warm palms traced his thighs. “It would be too... cruel of me to leave someone needy in my ship.”

[sinnedseamech-a]

//hi chat guess what