Unapologetic Rodimus Fucker

Just a 21yr old dude here to try and not get caught by mutuals [18+ PAGE BTW]

[tanderhasthoughts]

--HELLO AND WELCOME--

To where all my smut will go :D There's really nothing else to it- ya boi wanted to put it all somewhere without having to worry about mutuals wondering wtf is wrong with me LOL

On here will be what is essentially one-shots of different characters getting it sloppy style. I post whenever I get motivation.

I am in the middle of taking a bachelor, so I am either gonna pop out 5 a day or none at all for a week straight there's no inbetween - I plan on posting every other to every third day tho!

Current fixation: TRANSFORMERS Tag for these specific smut one-shots will be: #valveplug All readers are mech!reader and have no clear gender. The perks of everyone having both a valve and a spike lol. For things like "chubby!reader" it becomes "Chubby!Mech!reader" as I still will not write with gendered-specific readers. They can be read w a human reader in mind no problem tho as I avoid any explicitly "mech" vocabulary as much as possible!

Requests are CLOSED for the time being! Reason :)

Rules and information:

I am purely only doing x reader stuff. I am down for doing, like, a ship x reader (threesomes/foursomes) but not a ship alone. For now.

I never write with genders. If you request a gendered-reader I will change it to a neutral one.

Kinks I will not do: Scat/piss kink, feet fetishes, arm pit kinks, vore, very heavy bdsm, cheating, pedophilia/pokephilia/zoophilia, incest, oviposition, lactation, and nothing involving pregnancy as I am NOT qualified for that (That DOES NOT include breeding kinks).

I will also not do any non-con/rape stuff. I am not comfortable with that in any sense. Dubious consent is accepted most of the time.

I am ALSO down for doing SFW stuff.

If you don't get your ask answered it is either bc I forgot about it (and will get to it) or I do not know the character you requested so I am postponing doing it till I feel like I can do the character justice.

Anyways, wrap it before you tap it. I am not responsible for any minors seeing my posts as THAT is your own problem - I am putting mature warnings on all of them so. You have been warned.

Tag for other stuff I post is #chattingwithtander

TRANSFORMERS MASTERLIST 1.0

TRANSFORMERS MASTERLIST 2.0

Oh yeah, one more thing: I will not do Pharma. I have a PROFOUND hate for that guy - it is genuinely impressive how badly he makes my blood boil. Anyways :)

[tanderhasthoughts]

Just came to say that I am so glad you write about the reader taking control, not just the other mechs 🫡 Gen you're the only person who I've seen write these and I THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE (especially Swerve I fucking LOVE him aKAJSHEHWHBS)

HEHEEEE Thank youu! Its very much appreciated :D - I did notice a lack of dominent reader while on Ao3, but who doesn't want to hold these bots down and plow them into next december? I do, at least, so here I am delivering

[tanderhasthoughts]

Can I humbly request Minimus Ambus giving Minibot Reader a polish after a mission that messes up their coat and it bugs him to see the scratches and dents? Ty (^-^)

My first genuinely SFW request :O I will do you proud.

IDW Minimus Ambus x Mech Reader

You tried to avoid him, you really did. That went as well as anyone would have predicted. Scratching at your neck cables and doing all you can to avoid the glare directed at you by that giant blue hunk of metal.

You weren’t even supposed to have been on that mission, but hey, who doesn’t run headfirst into the first fun presented to them after literal vorns without anything happening? But yeah, It had been stupid and you’re more than aware of it.

It was as awkward as it was embarrassing to walk past the whole command deck, one reprimanded after the other. You couldn’t hide the limp a rather nasty collision with a tree had caused, but you bit it in you. Didn’t have to bring any more attention on yourself than there already was as you stood beside the others for all to see.

Though, you were quickly dismissed from the medbay as your injuries were concluded to be nonthreatening, so focus went on others who needed it more. You couldn’t argue there. Yours were mostly artificial, a few loses of paint and some dents that ached like crazy, but nothing too bad. Nothing you couldn’t walk off after a repaint.

Seeing Minimus at the end of the hall, however, was the last thing on your list of wishes right now. Why did the time you finally get out of any immediate attention, it’s the same hour he isn’t needed to be professional anymore for the cycle? Primus must be laughing at you and your predicament.

He angles a thumb to the direction of your quarters. “Go sit.”

If it wasn’t because you’re certain you’re in the same weight group as him, he would have thrown you over his shoulder and moved you himself. But alas, he gives you the chance to prove to him just how injured you are.

You’re still unused to seeing him like this. So concerned without ever showing it, keeping any expression of worry or doubt to himself and leaving you with nothing but a raised brow and a frown. All because he turned out to be the hardest commander to bother and you took it as a challenge. Sigh.

“How did you gain this one?” Minimus asks as he gestures to a thick gash by your knee. You hold in your laugh, remembering fully how stupid the entire situation had been.

“Tailgate rammed headfirst into a stone wall and sent a few rocks loose,” you explain with a gesture of your servo, as if it helps in any way for the story. “No one was crushed luckily but the slower of us got caught up in it, you know?”

Humming, he starts working the buffer over the rough edge. Working it soft enough to not snag on anything and getting rid of the worst of the energon that had spilled.

He gestures to the exposed protoform on your side. “How about this one?”

“Rodimus.”

“Understood.”

You chuckle. It hadn’t completely been Rodimus’ fault, but hey, who was going to ask for the specifics. Not Minimus. He’s a warning in himself most often and if anyone knows that personally, its Ultra Magnus.

Before you could even ask why he put your leg onto the berth to stand up, he had already returned with paint. Your coat is a mess, Primus knows. But you hadn’t expected it to bother him enough to get his hands dirty to fix it.

“Be still.”

“Or what?” you challenge his instruction, already following it as he settles back with a very wet paint brush between his digits. “You’re going to tie me to the berth?”

He snorts at that.

“I just might.”

[tanderhasthoughts]

First of all, I'm always amazed by your writing. You do smut SO WELL, and that's coming from an aroace person!! You have no idea how excited I get when I see that you've posted! Also, I seriously admire your dedication to consistently uploading while also pursuing a degree, you have an insane amount of patience.

Second of all, NAUTICAAAAA!!! I love her, you love her, she's the best. Nautica seems like the type to be super handsy during sex (she's excited and curious!!!), and because of that she would be a menace as a top. So, with that in mind, what do you think of Nautica tying her partner up and letting her curious servos run wild?

Remember to take care of yourself!!

YOU ARE SO SWEET!! That is SUCH a compliment you have no ideaaa

I honestly don’t know how I am doing it dude 🥲 but ppl being patient and knowing before even sending in requests that they might take a hot minute is such a relief!! Ya'll are a blessing TO ME

IDW Nautica x Mech Reader (Handsy)

The moment she knows you can’t do anything back? That your wrists are tied as tightly as she can get them behind your back, yet comfortable enough to wiggle and stretch and struggle? Hers are all over you.

Running up your broader thigh plates to the segments of your waist, digging thumbs into edges and pressing down to make you hiss. Up to the glass on your chassis and finally landing against your cheeks. Cupping your face as she grins at the way you squirm and try to keep your vents offline.

You don’t fully understand her fascination with having you all to herself. To take her time to truly trace every line of armour and run her digits through every sensitive seam at her own pace. Knowing you can’t hurry her up or slow her down – can’t distract her from her obsession with every cable that makes you, well, you.

She’d use her own legs to keep yours at bay, use her weight to force them still rather than tie them up. It makes it easier to manoeuvre you. To open your legs and brush purposefully exploring fingertips over your array.

Enjoying all you have to your designation, drawing little patterns as her processor settles on what to start with. Taking those same fingers and moving them to rub against the protoform that peaks through your hip joints to make you wriggle and shake in her grasp.

You catch on to her fascination with locating your manual release quick enough, trying to buck away from her fingertips edging closer and closer. And then missing it because suddenly circling it to tease your building heat. Continuing so until your vents can’t keep the air in any longer, and you release them with a shaking whine. It can only be a long night whenever Nautica has her hands on you, and you have no reason to stop her from doing just that anytime.

[tanderhasthoughts]

Hey so yknow how Rodimus draws on his desk? Yeah well forgive me but can we get a spoonful of him doing that while interfacing if he's topping?

I got a little distracted

IDW Rodimus x Mech Reader (Interrupted)

His hot breaths are starting to create condensation on the cold metal desk you have him bent over. Working your hand tirelessly up and down his spike, squeezing the head on every other and making your grip that little bit firmer to drag along every node those pretty segments hide.

Your free hand moves up to steady yourself by his side, planting little soft kisses up his spinal strut as his legs lift to chase the hand on his spike. Arching into your hips against his, pressing back with a little whimper.

His servos have stilled against the desk, pen held in a fist as he tries to plant his forearms better. The half-finished doodle right by his helm a reminder of just what had overtaken his mind before you decided to bless him with your presence.

And oh, a blessing you are being. Pumping him that little bit faster to have him shaking in your hold as he stays right on that edge. Scream growing somewhere in his throat, though vocalizer purposefully silenced to not allowed him to make a sound.

Your housing is burning against his aft, but you don’t mind it. Bringing your hand up higher on the desk – but he grabs it before whatever you had planned to do could happen. Digits digging into every joint as he tries to grind into your hand, hips bucking and vents stuttering with the excess heat and begging silently. He overloads with a shaking whimper. Crushing your hand and breaking the pen in his other while doing so. You, again, lean down to now press quick pecks to the back of his shoulder. Once it passes and he’s panting, Rodimus turns to grin at you and you can’t be sure if there’s anything in the world that’s more of a warning than that.

[tanderhasthoughts]

I have to ask, i’ve seen your master list of the things you wrote, and the fact you haven’t considered skyfire is CRIMINAL, i want him BENEATH ME YOU HEAR ME? I DONT CARE IF THAT MECH IS TOO BIG FOR ME, I FUCKING HAVE A SIZE DIFFERENCE KINK WHATEVER ITS CALLED AUGHHHH.

I AM SORRYY let me make it up to you-

Skyfire x Mech Reader (Size Difference)

Skyfire meets your grin with a wary one of his own. Doing all he can to seem confident in the situation he’s finding himself in and failing miserably as you grind down on his housing and he fights to suppress a moan.

He knows he doesn’t have to – this isn’t the first time you’ve done this and hopefully not the last one either, by Primus, he doesn’t hope it is – but parts of him still struggles to let it fully settle in his processor that you’re going nowhere.

It doesn’t take much more before his array slides back to allow your valve to slide over the length of him. Pressing it to his plating with a thumb by the head so it’s nothing but you and those delicious segments. Catching on your anterior node and sending a shiver up your frame as Skyfire bites his lip.

Oh, you’re well aware this is far more than you’re able to take, but that was never going to stop you. This gentle giant of a mech, scraping the ceilings of most conference rooms you both have to stand in, was never going to not be fucked. Somewhere along his hesitance and general politeness lays your reasoning, but you’re in no position to think anything logically like that right now.

Your systems know of the pressure they’re under; to keep up with a frame three times its own size. Hands dwarfed by his as he can’t help but aid your efforts with servos engulfing your hips. So much strength in such tiny motions has you light-headed.

[tanderhasthoughts]

Have you done Deadlock before? Asking for a friend who REALLY loves him <3

I have been waiting SO patiently for anyone to request him and MMMMMMMMMMMM lord have mercy

IDW Deadlock x Mech Reader (Dub-con)

You scramble for grip as your hips are angled higher, leaving your back uncomfortably arched to try and compensate. Chassis shoved against the rough ground, scratching your paint and denting edges. All for Deadlock’s servos to grab the already damaged plating and draw a genuine whine from your vocalizer from how rough his hold is.

He’s rutting into you, thrusts hard and quick and far deeper than they should be. Hitting right against your spine before curving, each one sending shutters through your frame and leaving your legs nothing but wastes of metal shifting against him with everyone.

Even if you had the energy to buck to meet him, you don’t even believe you could. You’re about to puke at how tight your systems feel, at how hard he’s hitting your ceiling node and abusing it like nothing.

Your overload sneaks up on you through the haze of stimulation, washing over you before you can understand why your vision is going white. Deadlock gives you no time to figure it out either, grinning at your attempts to wiggle out of his grip as your frame takes a life of it own.

Fucking you the entire time your processor is elsewhere, mocking laughter being the thing that makes you come back to this planet again as that thick and perfect spike fills your clenching valve to the very brim. Using you to get off and drawing it out as long as he possibly can, getting off more than he should of you struggling and aching on his spike.   

[tanderhasthoughts]

Good Day to you! My brains been occupied with the gigantic mech that is Ultra Magnus recently and I was wondering what your take on him with a chubby reader would be? (Not in a weird way, purely just admiration type stuff) can be SFW and NSFW whatever you're willing to write, thankyou!! :]

This is written in a way that can be read as both human! and mech!reader - mainly I just avoid any actually, like, "robot" language if that makes any sense. Chubby is the sexiest anyone can be and I am putting a FLAG on that hill

Ultra Magnus x Chubby!Mech!Reader

He grew to like you quickly.

That surprised him most of all, catching himself watching you leave and wishing you’d turn back around to stay somewhere he could see you. Stay where he can watch you do what you do best and simply admire your figure that does much more to him than assure him, you’re protected from harm.

His hands press down hard on his housing with every ounce of strength used to keep his spike where it’s supposed to be as you present your newest idea. Strolling around his office and accentuating your gestures. The sway of your hips grabbing more of his attention than your words and he’s internally berating himself for getting distracted.

It truly doesn’t help that you know of his infatuation with you. He may be the most stoic mech you have ever had to bother dealing with, but he is not a very good liar.

The datapads are thrown aside, knocking into some of his own yet he doesn’t seem to notice or care. Focused on you standing right there and he immediately notices how easily he could push you down against his desk and-

Your servos land on top of his own as you sit on the very edge of his knees. Helping his efforts, though even he knows you aren’t doing that. The light pressure as your thumbs digs into the seams and he twitches in the hold you have on him.

He doesn’t trust himself, be that his words or his hands. Simply doing as he’s told as you gently take his wrists and brings them to your thighs and Magnus is certain he is dreaming.

Yeah, a wet dream, he remembers they’re called. There is no way to otherwise explain this. Oh, but he doesn’t want it to end. To have his hands empty of you, to not have the weight of you against him. He finds himself tracing your edges up to your waist, working his way to your back as you shiver and giggle and he thinks he’s falling even harder for you.

[tanderhasthoughts]

Some mtmte/ll Megatron, please 👉👈 feel he'd be very soft with mech!reader given his direction in both runs. But that's just me, lol. (Love your writing, btw 🫶)

I will continue to spread my soft megatron propaganda because I fully agree with you anon (And thank youu!)

IDW Megatron x Mech reader (Soft sex nr. ??)

He’s being so sweet. Hands soft and gentle as they move up your body. Smoothing over the marks his knees have left on your sides, running a servo up your chassis to rest right over your spark and feel it thrum behind the metal.

You can’t hide how air is struggling to enter your systems, sputtering over every other breath and drool sticking to your chin as you’ve given up wiping it away. And yet, he doesn’t seem to care the slightest. Leaning down to press little kisses to your jaw and smiling as you groan.

The move of him now over you make him nudge that little bit further into your guts its edging on painful. Knees to your audials as they fight to stay over his shoulders, pressed to your chassis.

You’re sore, holy primus, you’re so sore and aching and the paint transfers from his wonderful hands are atrocious. But as he draws out ever so slowly, ever so considerate of your overworked insides, you can’t stop moaning for more. To meet his delicious lips and let him leave the kiss at nothing but that because you can’t handle anymore.

He’s so delicate ever since you became his; ever since you looked at all his filth and erroneous acts and called him yours. Granted, you’d very obviously meant it in passing, to get him to shut up and listen while on one of his poetic rants. But a part of him latched on, and even if the work after then took so much more out of him than he’d ever imagined, he never regretted a thing.

Every moment he spends in your presence is bliss to him. The way your hands are just as rough as his and your voice just as pompous at times as his used to be. No part of him could stop the pursuit of you.

His hands move to your hips to warn you of his intentions to continue. Distracting your thoughts of worry with pecks to your cheek and under your optic as he moves your hips just that little bit further up, so the stretch feels more pleasurable than just an ache and a hope.

Moving his thumb to dig into the joint to force it to relax by cutting off parts of the circulation, yet never once is it uncomfortable. He’s showing more and more of his tricks the longer you go at it, wanting to be just as good for you as it is for him.

[tanderhasthoughts]

Waiter! Breakdown pleasee, i fully believe he’d attend to you at all times since it’s a part of him and he’s used to it, but he feels like he found a 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁 𝓅𝓊𝓇𝓅𝑜𝓈𝑒 once he starts “serving” you 🤭

TFP Breakdown x Mech reader

You should feel worse for waking him. No matter how soft your whispers are against his audials and how you tenderly you kiss his cheek once he started waking, and no matter how gentle your digits are grazing the edges of his wheels and moves to the edge of his optics once they finally lit on again in slants.

But he never needs much explanation. Giving you one sleepy and understandingly disgruntled look before moving to crawl over you. Burying his head in your neck, planting kisses and little nibbles as your hands scratch at his shoulders and you chuckle.

Lazily spreading your legs to fit himself between them, meeting the desperate grind of your hips against his panel and somehow hiding the shiver it causes.

The sloppy kisses turning into his tongue simply dragging against your cables is starting to annoy you a little. This is not what you need. You need him to get that damn spike of his out and ram it home a few times to get your day started.

He’ll get there; you know that. He needs his own payment, though. Needs to love your very being before he could ever do anything else to you. Needs to be allowed to suck your cables and get them wet and sensitive before he can ever think to take retract his housing. You’ll get what you want, just let him have this too.

[tanderhasthoughts]

IM BACK WITH SOME BULLSHITTTTT 🧠

just to leave you with the drop of cock warning Rodimus while he's in his captain's chair because, hey, why not? (Or in the case, spike-warming badumtssss)

I need to be sedated soon if you keep appearing in my inbox dude I wanna strangle you and kiss you at the same time

IDW Rodimus x Mech Reader (Cockwarming)

“You can’t do this to me…” His forehead rests against your nape, arms holding you close to his front as you all but hum at his complaint.

Not even slowing as you continue to sign the various reports and logs, he has refused to do up until now. You’re able to fake his signature accurately enough by now – but even if Magnus noticed the difference, he has never once expressed it. He’s just happy they’re getting done.

Shifting your hips to sit straighter and all you end up doing is drawing a shaking breath from Rodimus behind you. Digits clawing at your sides as you clench down on the spike buried in you to keep his attention away from your conduct.

Rodimus has used every excuse in the universe to get out of doing any actual captain work. You’re certain no one is complaining about your frequent visits to his office even if they originally did, because now stuff is actually getting approved or denied depending on the urgency.

Kisses pressed to your cold back between whines, small and useless prayers for relief. He knows where to place them to have you shiver in his arms; where to place them to rile you up to meet his desperation. They share with you the need of his processor.

You have no way to stop the little bucks and jerks he does. He’s strong enough to move you however you want, but there certainly is a layer of desolation to how compliant he is to you. Being so careful with what you have, appreciating your willingness to keep up with someone like him.

The hands on your chassis start prying at anything they can get at, seeking someplace to anchor him to, and finding nowhere near satisfying enough. Scratching at your paint to make you annoyed enough to wrap it up.

He has been good. You have to give him that. You’d managed to get through more approvals than ever before. This is certainly something that should be repeated if he is this docile through the entire time you do his work.

Calmly clearing the desk of anything important; stacking the datapads at the corners and setting the pen in its holster like Rodimus never does.

Stretching your arms to prepare for the soreness that will surely hit you later before leaning down and pushing back against him. Making the curve of your aft fit perfectly against his housing, giving him a view that makes him lose all focus on the sheer torture of being so hard and so desperate to stare silently.

“You’ve done a lot better than I anticipated, baby,” your helm rests in your hand. The only rest you’ll be getting, you bet. “Such a good boy to have waited so patiently for me to finish.”

Not a single word you’re saying is getting processed in that head of his as you start to roll our hips, grinding down.

“Come on then, Roddy,” you do your best to look smug as you smile over your shoulder. “I know you want to- ”

Your chassis hits the desk hard as you’re pushed forwards with the sheer speed at which he stands, chair discarded.

[tanderhasthoughts]

If your requests are open could you please write RID Grimlock x human reader? Preferably something Nsfw and sweet?

You got it o7 but first, I do not do human readers! It’s my way of not having gendered readers, as it has become fanon that everyone has both a dick and a vag and so its just easier overall! This was written a little less mech-based (ig?) so it can be read as one if you still wish to tho!

RID Grimlock x Mech reader (Soft sex)

You press your lips to his and can barely hold back a grin as he does his best attempt to reciprocate it. Grimlock doesn’t know how to kiss. All denta and glossa with no way of knowing what to do with either. It doesn’t bother you as much as you thought it would.

Its saddening when you have to break it to brace yourself against the floor, leaning back to better wrap your legs around his waist and draw him into you that little bit more that has you keening. Hands wrapped around your waist, dwarfing your body and leaving little marks for you to think about later.

You desperately want him to go faster, to not be so afraid that you’ll break even though that is a fair concern for him to have.

Even with the slow pace he’s started you’re already right on the edge. Arching into every push of his hips as he leans down to run his tongue over your collar to have you moan.

Finally digging your hands into his back plates and letting him hold you, fully engulfing you in all that is him as you can only hope the servos on your back don’t let you fall.

He’s so big, you’re swallowing down so much drool its embarrassing. Feeling his spike hitting right home and making you out of breath with how tight your throat feels.

And all the while, his thumbs are rubbing back and forth as if to comfort you. As if to make you ignore the way he digs his denta into your collar.

[tanderhasthoughts]

Loved your roller X reader smut, could you perhaps do Thunderclash X Reader smut? My thing for Thunderclash is that he is a sucker for comfort sex.

This got lost somewhere between comfort sex and just general soft sex

IDW Thunderclash x Mech Reader (Comfort Sex)

The servo on the back of your helm is all that’s preventing you from hitting it on the floor, back arching as you do all you can to take all of him. He’s so much bigger than you anticipated- hitting much closer to your tank than you’d ever had anyone before and you’re unsure if the strain will turn into enough pleasure to fully drain that from your processor.

And yet, you can’t be mad at him. Doing all he can to go slow, to let your frame stretch and to let you find a position that makes you feel good rather than what he can easily work with.

Your latest attempt got your pede over his shoulder, though you’re quite surprised it hasn’t fallen off yet. Thunderclash follows your lead as if it would happily bring him to the allspark; leaning forwards to meet your hips and slowing to a grind the moment your faceplate twists at even the smallest dismay.

Not once has he stopped smiling at you. Even as you make him take a break so you can catch your breath and get him to not hit your ceiling node so hard you’re certain you’ll pass out while barely rocking his hips into you.

You’re unsure what’s more irritating. His acceptance or his gullibility. How he could ever look at someone like you and believe you deserved this sort of treatment. To look at the battered mech that never once called his paintjob anything but obnoxious and just knew what they needed.

All you want to do is smother that smile of his. With your hands or with kisses, you aren’t sure. He answers that for you as he leans down to peck your cheek. It takes all your power to grab his helm to shove it to your lips; to make him shut up even though he never said a single thing as he smiles into the kiss.

[tanderhasthoughts]

I have a proposition. Skywarp trying to crack us but doing it the way how male birds have to do something for the other party in order to mate with them >:)

IDW Skywarp x Mech Reader (Performance)

Seekers are weird. Its wild it took you this long to come to that conclusion considering the amount of them you interact with daily, but then again, there’s no seeker quite like Skywarp, now is there.

Always ready to make a performance out of himself, and you only have half a spark to complain. That grin constant on his face as his hands roam but never go where you want them; as he takes things slower than you ever knew him capable of being as he turns and straddles your lap.

Leaning down to hold himself up on the ledge to grind his aft against your midsection rather than your housing. Rolling his hip so they just barely scratch it and make you shiver as the motion is repeated.

All you can do is focus on your breathing and run your hands up his back. Feeling up to his neck before moving down to grab the base of his wings ever so subtly so he won’t take it as a hint to stop moving.

He knows what a tease he’s being, but you can’t find it in yourself to even think of a punishment for him. There’s no way he isn’t as riled up as you, biting his lip to keep himself from making any noises whenever your housing catches on a segment of his own so the friction is a little rougher. Maybe you continuing to encourage this is punishment enough.

[tanderhasthoughts]

I GOT A RODIMUS PRIME FIGURE FOR MY BIRTHDAY

I AM SHOVING IT WHERE THE SUN DON'T SHINE BABYY

[tanderhasthoughts]

ADORE your writing, it’s so rare to find a mech reader, let alone one in a generally more top-adjacent position, or using their spike at all it’s such a breath of fresh air !!! This might be a stretch, but would you consider writing Sideswipe? regardless, thank you for the absolutely fantastic food !!! It’s a glass of water out in the desert I s2g

I started this blog mainly to simply have a place to put all the porn I’d written of these characters and now it has turned into a challenge to see how many of these bots can I DICK DOWN – why is it so uncommon?? Idk but writing from experience is always easiest so I will continue to do so lol

Anyhow- YES, I’d write for Sideswipe! Listen, there’s only ONE (1) character that is not allowed so everyone else is on the table. That is a threat.

You gave me no real prompt, but I did a little smth with him anyways as a treat :D

Sideswipe x Mech reader (Quickie)

You hate how quiet you must be; how deliberate your hands have to roam over his bright frame and his confident servos all over yours. But Sideswipe doesn’t seem bothered by the need to rush. Wasting no time to get his spike out, pressurized enough you know for a fact he’d been waiting for an excuse to force you into the nearest maintenance shaft.

Sighing, but you can’t even be mad at him. You’re just as quick to get your own out, giving it a few strokes to get it hard enough to rub against his as you straddle his lap.

And all that bastard does is grin at you. Its mocking if not incredibly endearing. Lining himself up and pushing in – being considerate enough to work his way in slowly, one segment at a time. He kisses the corner of your mouth to distract himself from the sheer need to move, drawing your lip into his mouth and sucking to not start thrusting too quickly.

But the moment you kiss him back; a servo wrapped around your spike the same time as he draws his hips back and you hold on around his neck to deepen it. Immediately setting a pace that make you nearly scream into his mouth.

Moving both hands simultaneously, knowing it takes that little more to get you worked up than him – hell, even looking at you could probably make him overload on a good day. You need more loving, more touching and more sensation before that string starts to tighten.

Oh, and Sideswipe loves that. He could put all attention onto you, put all his coherence into getting you to overload and he’d have his own no matter what. Honestly a deal in his favour, if you ask him.

Your servos hold his helm, pressing his forehelm to yours as you attempt to breathe. It’s too quick- too much stimulation too quickly, your frame feels as though it might burst into a million pieces if it doesn’t end soon. Your sensornet will at least need a reset or two until you’ll be able to stand on your pedes again, that’s for sure.

[tanderhasthoughts]

Totally normal reaction to a Rodimus figure possibly dropping

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