Rodimus, Holding a DatPad: Who the fuck is “RodimusFan902″ and Why is Writing fanfictions about me and Fucking Thunderclash?!?!?
Thunderclash, in his dark room, typing quickly in front of his computer: “Rodimus moan under Thunderclash, his servos were firmly holding the shoulders of his sparkmate while Thunderclash looks at his perfect partner melt under his touch "Thun-Thunderclash! Please! More!" he cries loudly, looking at his beloved mate with hungry optics and a wet mouth spilling fluids over his chin”














