a short rodrod for @alyonian‘s b-day! didn’t know if you had any specific b-day requests! hope this isn’t late!
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“Gorgeous,” his counterpart purrs into his audial.
It makes Rodimus shiver, not the sensual tone, but sheer force and honesty in his voice. He says it like it the only truth in the world, like it is the only thing he believes.
His servos move upward, from Rodimus’ waist to his chest and Rodimus can feel the optics on him. They follow the servos with something like desire, searing in their intensity. The touches are a show of possessiveness for his counterpart and a threat to the Autobots who think they can take him.
Carefully, one of the servos on his chest moves to pinch his spoiler. Rodimus’ whole body shakes, hard to ignore and even harder not to acknowledge. The red, red optics around the room brighten with lust, but none of them make a move. They had all seen what happened to the last mech to try to steal Rodimus.
“Look at them,” his counterpart continues to purr. “Look, Rodi. They want you. But they can’t have you can they?”
Rodimus knows he expects an answer and he is all too happy to give it. His voice is breathy and low and almost shot, “No.”
His counterpart laughs, “Louder, Rodi. They can’t hear you.”
“No,” Rodimus says again, voice breaking in a high-pitched moan as his counterpart plays with his spoiler.
