#origin-protocol

[captainseamech]

             Humph. Tease.

[viciousbite]

[ @origin-protocol | Reign ] -> Azurite 👉👈

XXX

Send in "XXX" and I'll generate an NSFT prompt for our muses! // @origin-protocol / @honeyedrequiem

Shower sex - hotter in concept than in execution. Can you make it work for Reign and Azurite? I dare you to try.

Pedes long abandoned in the confines of the washracks. The slick floors made it harder to wear them, and water equals safety for the large mer. Azurite's frame took over most of the room, laid upon his back with servos pressed against the floor to lift up his chassis.

A mere shower, to clean of the dirt between his seams from rolling in dirt and to soak up his plating and internals. An original plan, that evolved from awkwardness to embracing it. Reign's smaller digits did a wonderful work on the underside of his hefty tail, rubbing at scales and seams with skillful precision. Too skillful even, that caused something slim and wriggling to tangle itself around the smaller mech's digits.

A small tendril, that tugged the digits to it's base, a small gap in the plating, that snapped open to reveal the parts within. The Mer squirmed and lowly growled, not uttering a word, as he listened to his frame's desires. The freshly separated plating revealed more than one small tendril, with his spike slithered out from it's sheath along side four small tendrils.

The tendrils clung onto Reign's servo and wrist, exploring each corner and scar upon them, while the hefty one, his spike. A tentacle shaped spike, with a slim tip and a thick shaft twitched with interest. The Mer huffed and squirmed, pelvic fins flared and flapped against the floor, clearly frustrated, and allowing his frame to speak for him. He wanted Reign to touch him, so much more.

Azurite's bold, unashamed in his actions, as his tail rolls, spike sliding along Reign's servo, and the small tendrils traps it against it. Coiled snug around the hefty spike, as Azurite began a slow grind of hips to gain the delightful stimulant. "Mmhrr, Hahh, Reign.~"

[symphonicdemise]

@origin-protocol replied to your post “"Far be it from me to stand between true love...”:

"Damus—! Be nice." // Reign

​"I am being nice, my love. It's a genuine question." Except he has that shit eating grin on his stupid handsome face.

[circuitry-and-chaos]

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Ghostspire leaned back, considering with a soft hum.

"I suppose I could indulge..." he stretches out, joints popping before he settles. "Though I warn it may be terribly boring."

"A slow night with Springer. Just us and a movie or something. Gentle pleasure, no rush. Simply enjoying eachothers company, taking our time exploring eachothers frames and taking time for quiet conversation. Simply... enjoying ourselves however we please for a night." He purrs as he lights a cyg.

"Naja... beautiful Naja. I want to treat her gently. A quiet night as well, something soothing. Give her the gentle love she deserves, take my time on her frame. Take my time with her pleasure. Tell her all the ways she's beautiful..."

The last one he considers saying out loud a moment, of for no other reason than her privacy.

"...Soundwave. My goddess. She knows we'll how much I enjoy spending the evening worshiping her. Taking my time with her frame and showing her how much I love her. Giving her everything she asks and more..." Golden optics squint up with a pleased purr. "Any night or day to take my time with her frame, I will happily take it. Whatever my divine wishes to give me."

[suckmybearings]

WHISKEY ► @origin-protocol / @multiversalechoes liked for a starter.

He was not dumb. A bit reckless and impulsive, certainly. But not dumb.

Waterlily's Conjunx Endura was sneakin' looks at him.

Even with seven too many shots of premium-grade sloshing inside his tank, saturating his systems and slowing his cognitive functions to the point that it felt like they were dredging through a tarpit.. he knew that he wasn't imagining it, damnit.

It seemed that any time he looked up from scrolling his private datapad—because of the persistent feeling that he was being watched—he would catch the massive Triple Changer's gaze on him, to which the mech would then turn his attention back to the Twins who were sitting at his table.

'Ignore it. C'mon. Don't get yourself in trouble.'

Spark sinking, he lowered his gaze back to his datapad, absently touching and toying with the screen, sliding the page up and down.

Waterlily's unit was his last opportunity to straighten himself—and his worrisome list of personal issues—out. If she, at any point during his probationary period, filed a report to the upper military officials, especially Ultra Magnus, documenting any misconduct or difficulties, it would be the end of his miliary career.

He would be discharged as Other Than Honorable.

And disrespecting his captain by flirting with her lifemate was not exactly something he wanted her to address in her upcoming report.

So, it was real unfortunate that he was as intoxicated as he was, sitting here with a charge simmering low in his systems. And an itch to act up a lil'.

With some effort, focusing his attention and allowing the noise of the tavern to fade into the background, he leveled Whiskey with a half-lidded stare, waiting. The second that the mech snuck a look at him, their optics locked.

With a smirk sitting across his scarred derma, he issued a heavy, prolonged wink.

[symphonicdemise]

"Delicious..."

[circuitry-and-chaos]

[@origin-protocol]

"I can hear that screeching from across the base, what the frag happened—?" Outbreak's poking her helm out from a vent, features set firmly in a scowl.

A very femmine Sideswipe looked up at her, chassis armor off and holding up a pair of.. very nice wells. Grinning at her with a sharp denta'd smile and letting the pair of wells drop.

"Outbreak! Ona them gray thingies made us into femmes! I gotta say the wells on this frame? Nice! Sunstreakers just mad cause he spent time and shannix changing his frame to not be femme." Sideswipe offers his(her?) arm to Outbreak, offering to let her down.

"What're you doin here?"

[symphonicdemise]

@origin-protocol replied to your post “Your most beautiful feature?”:

"You're hips are quite nice," Reign chuckles. "But, I think you're optics steal the show."

​"My hips are nothing compared to yours, my love." His servo grazes over Reign's in a show of appreciation. "Really, my optics?"