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TFA Jet Twins/Reader longpost!
I have SO MANY thoughts about the reader and the Jet Twins, and many many magnificent treats that my dear friend @archie-sunshine has drawn at my behest (begging). These are all pertaining to the Liason Reader in my fic Washrack Academy.
THIS IS NOT ART/FIC SHIPPING THE JET TWINS TOGETHER.
I can't make that more clear. They just both like the same reader and sometimes a gal just wants to be in a big bot sandwich, okay? If you've got some sort of grievance to air about that do it in MY ASKBOX instead of Archie's. He drew all these at my behest so don't go pitching a fit at him for sating my dark passenger.
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ANYWAY NSFW ART AND WRITING BELOW THE CUT!
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OKAY SO In my head both the twins are turbo-virgins. Neither of them got much chance to interface when they were construction drones and now even though they have a lot of fan-bots Sentinel keeps them on too tight a leash to go around slammin' and jammin'. So there's multiple levels of curiosity the more they learn about humans vis-à-vis the human reader.
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Jetfire is a lot more infatuated with the reader than his brother is. Jetstorm is just curious about humans, but Jetfire has a burgeoning crush. It's hell for him because either him or Jetstorm have to accompany the liason to the washracks to make sure no bots on base are putting them in danger when they're at their most vulnerable.
He's... handling it. Sort of.
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No worries, Jetfire. You'll get there.~
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Jetstorm on the other hand is really curious about interfacing with a human, not because he has any feelings for the reader (at first), but because he wants to be the first Cybertronian to interface with a human for clout. Jokes on him though because human pussy hits stupendously different and he gets infatuated about it.
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Also sidebar but I have an HC that skinny bots like the twins and Jazz who don't have any plating around their torsos/waists have metal mesh bodies for flexibility. Downside is if your wires get crossed your internal interface panel will retract without retracting the external metal mesh and you get a little jumpsuit boner. For my amusement.
Last but not least here's a few delicious pieces of all of them together. Jetfire is a bit more shy, Jetstorm is way more bold, but humans are tight and wet and crazy soft and they both get pussy drunk REALLY easily. Once they get a taste they can't get enough, skulking around the base like a pair of un-neutered cats looking for their liason beau.
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That's all for now! A NSFW sequel to Washrack Academy is on the horzion, I promise you. So my fellow Jet Twins enjoyers, keep an eye out! (Also LMK if you need captions for any of these pics, the lettering got compressed a bit so it may be harder to read.)
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I have a question
Bottom blitzwing top bee?
OUHB MY TINY TOP BIAS-
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the size difference between autobots and decepticons in tfa is SO yummy tbh. i'll draw something more schnasty later but yeah. absolutely. let bee top. he would suck at it probably <3
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N-n-not in loove baby it's just luuuust~
( everybody needs this kind of hookup with prowl 😵‍💫❤️ )
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oops forgot to post this here- a bday gift for @cartoonsinthemorning
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Whore
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TFA megop please 👀
I need someone to railed Optimus and make him got bump from that huge ass spi-
im sorry you had to wait so long. I felt like this deserved a small animation!
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Optimus Prime with a breeding kink (obviously). But. Different from the usual depictions.
Forget him telling his S/O the classic dominant things about what he's going do to them (without so much as a stutter, despite being in the middle of fragging them).
I want to see him bent over his S/O, fragging with the intent to breed, with him being the one who's losing his mind - not his partner.
Let him choke and whimper or growl and groan. Let him be beyond coherent speech. This whole breeding thing is his kink, after all. Let him be overwhelmed by it <3
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I have endless headaches, that means it's time for more fun writing to keep me sane, and there's nothing I love more than humans aiding the endangered Cybertronian species by having their babies. So, whose baby would you have, if you had the choice? The show is so loaded down with dads you can't really go wrong! For those new to my blog; I headcanon bots and humans can have babies that grow into full Cybertronians. My vague justification for this is the Allspark loves creation so it gave them the ability to use alien DNA as a blueprint, but honestly, I just like robot babies more than people babies.
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Gimme more Gunmax, I beg of you
Beg no more, I have chapter two of this!
Synopsis for those who missed the first: Gunmax invites reader to "spend the night" with obvious intent, not knowing reader is fully aware that he's a virgin. Shenanigans will ensue.
NSFW Gunmax x Reader
Chapter Two
(NSFW, Robot Human Relations, Reader uses gender neutral pronouns, Sauciness to Increase with Additional Chapters)
Please like and reblog, and let me know what you think!
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"Excellent!" he replied in a much higher pitch than usual, which he corrected with a hurried cough. Trying to pretend he was accustomed to having someone between his thighs, he sat back and dipped a hand to his panel, sliding his digits along the edges of his codpiece to emphasize the size. It was a solid recovery, and you were impressed by how in control he sounded when he spoke next. "I'll give you a hand with this-"
"Isn't that my job?" you interrupted before he could unlatch himself, refusing to give the mech a chance to take the lead as you slid your hand further up his thighs. Gunmax gasped when you brushed his panel for the first time, a shudder passing up the length of his lanky frame as he grabbed hold of the sheets for support. It wasn't the reaction of a bot that had experienced such a thing "countless times" as he'd bragged in the past, and he knew that just as well as you did. Once more his efforts to recover and resume his facade were swift but thoroughly unconvincing.
"O-obviously, baby." he said without a trace of confidence, so flustered by your boldness he sat in a daze for several seconds before remembering the next step. Clearing his throat again and betraying his nerves with every hesitant movement, he stiffened as if bracing for a physical blow when he retracted his panel, half erect spike bobbing upwards as it was freed before settling right in front of you. Able to feel the heat of his nervous arousal, you let your approval be known with an appreciative grin to give him some reassurance. The gesture was fully genuine, as you were quite pleased with what you'd have to play with. Looking forward to all the fun you could have from the white base to the teal ridges and head, your hungry gaze helped the mech feel reassured enough to get back to making a spectacle of himself. Gunmax settled more comfortably into the bed and arched his hips in a very showy bid for attention. "Like what you see?"
"Very much, yes. How do you like to be pleased?" you asked, subtly giving him a chance to take the lead. It seemed fair to allow him one more opportunity to admit he hadn't actually done this before, even if you were confident he wouldn't take it. True to your prediction, he continued his charade, either too clueless to realize you'd figured it out or too smug to believe he could be caught.
"I'm not picky, just go to town." he purred, voice subdued thanks to his nerves. You were almost frustrated by his stubborn refusal to just admit he hadn't the slightest idea what he was doing, but were having too much fun to really care. Did he not know how easy it was to call his bluff? Or how much easier it was going to get once his lack of experience actually caught up with him?
"Come on, there has to be something you like more..." you said with expertly faked innocence, pretending you hadn't a clue he was struggling. It was actually adorable how easily you could see through his act; from the subtle nervous quiver along his frame to the hesitation in his every move, he couldn't have been a more obvious virgin. Your affection didn't prevent you from playing unfairly though, so for a merciless start you wrapped your hands around the base of his erection, fingers overlapping as you squeezed and dragged them over the smooth mesh to stimulate his sensory nodes on the way up to the tip. Optics widening behind his visor, he stiffened and gasped so loudly your voice was barely audible. "Are you more into manual, like this?"
Large hips arched obediently up into your grasp as you pumped him without a response, your smirk broadening as he entered a daze after only seconds of stimulation. Continuing your assault, you opened your mouth wide to drag your tongue showily up the head of his cock, savoring the smoothness and thinking idly of how nice it'd feel to ride as he let out the skakiest cry you'd ever heard. Pretending not to notice how he trembled, you pulled back to lick your lips as if you'd done nothing unchaste. "Or do you prefer tongue?"
It was a good thing Gunmax was lying down, as the wave of dizziness that crashed over him would have had the Biker collapsing to the ground. Catching his breath and releasing a subtle cloud of steam, he pulled himself back into a halfway upright position and sputtered into a comeback, grin wavering despite obvious enjoyment.
"Both are... very nice." he gasped, trying to pretend you hadn't rocked his entire world. Far from done, you secured one hand at the back of his cock and the other over the front, finding the sweet spots by observing how much his composure crumbled when you massaged particular portions of his length. A full body quiver guided your thumbs beneath the tip, where they rubbed firm circles into the heated mesh, which swelled into your grasp as if asking for more. You were fairly certain his optics were crossed behind his visor based on how his voice trembled. "Very, very nice... ahhh..."
As delightful as it would be to watch him paint his finish after a few simple minutes of attention, you were too stubborn to let him off that easily. Rolling your eyes, you chuckled and ceased the handjob, keeping him in your grasp but refusing to move. He managed to bite down a whimper of betrayal as he snapped his helm down to meet your gaze.
"You've never done this before, have you?" you asked pointedly, smile turning to more of a smug smirk. The panic in his expression was simply too adorable to be mad at, especially when he cleared his vents and continued his tireless efforts to play dumb.
"What do you mean?" he asked, voice cracking as he slipped back into his persona.
"I said you're a virgin."
"Hah! I'd be offended if that wasn't hilarious." he retorted, able to properly banter now that you'd paused your massage. Antenna flicking in amusement, he returned your smirk, pitting his willpower against your own despite having been putty in your hands mere moments before. "Don't flatter yourself too much, baby. I've had countless lovers before you."
If he was so determined to lie, you felt it only fair that you matched his commitment, and your expression shifted to sickeningly sweet. It was almost remarkable how much mouth he had, considering you were still holding his erection. Not that you'd ever do anything to make him regret that...
"Really? Is that why you're so sensitive when I do this?"
A hard lick in the sensitive spot you'd identified sent a shiver through his entire frame, and still you doubled down, circling your tongue over the heated ridges as your hands pumped along the sides. An enthusiastic throb into your mouth told you it was working, and a strangled keen he couldn't suppress urged you to continue, your lips leaving a trail of sloppy kisses that each drew a barely audible whimper past his lips. You knew he was having a good time and wanted to make it better, but you wanted honesty first.
"Ahhh... hah... been a bit too busy to take care of myself lately." he murmured, hand covering his face. Failure to muffle a moan into his palm, he also couldn't keep from blushing across his cheeks or emitting hot puffs of steam from his vents, making such a spectacle of himself there was no way he didn't notice.
"Obviously. That's why you can't keep your mouth shut. More than usually, anyway." you teased, getting close to giving him a true ultimatum. With every inch of him quivering and the cock under your tongue throbbing as if begging, you could tell he was getting close, and as evil as it may have been you weren't above stopping at the last second. Playfully sliding your tongue along the tip, you watched pre-fluid bead on the pulsing tip as you met his steamed visor. "Just level with me, biker boy."
"D-don't... don't know what you... mean..." he faded off, helm rolling back as his hips began bouncing into your touch. Digits digging in to the makeshift bed, he started to twitch at the overwhelming pleasure, ventilations growing haggard and helpless. As delightful as he looked on the edge, you were fully committed to your stance, and only allowed him to teeter until he was just shy of completion. Removing your mouth from the tip, you released your hold and left him thrusting into the air. The sudden absence of stimulation right before completion hit the mech almost like a wound. Crying out and looking down to your smirk with betrayal, he could only snap a single word. The stammer as he did so told you everything you needed to know. "H-Hey!"
Though he towered over you, the biker felt quite small as he met your smirk, optics betraying his awareness that he'd been caught.
"Be honest, and I'll keep going."
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Let's keep the ES Headcanons train moving- how about Starscream?
Choo choo, all aboard for some Screamer headcanons! This mech has no right being so incredibly handsome...
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1. He's not a small bot, but he still loves towering over you, both in public and in the bedroom. There's just something about how itty bitty you are that he likes to have fun with, though he'll initially deny that it's because he finds you adorable. Eventually he does have to admit there are few things cuter than you snoozing on his chest. It's so cute, in fact, he makes a habit of putting you there during and after sex for the best possible view. He might also keep some blankets in his subspace to keep you cozy while you bask in the afterglow on his cockpit, though he's never in a hurry for you to get dressed.
2. Seekers are often big fans of having fun while airborne, and he's no exception. He can pressurize his interior to keep you safe at any altitude or speed, and when it's just the two of you up there he loves to make "requests" of you. Removing clothes, touching yourself, using toys he stored for the occasion... It might take some getting used to, but once you experience an orgasm while accelerating at several hundred miles per hour over a beautiful landscape of his choosing, you're most likely up for a flight whenever he is. Introducing him to the concept of the "Mile High Club" will thoroughly amuse him.
3. As you might expect, he's very good with his mouth, and he wants you to know that from the very beginning. Even though you're the first human he's been interested in, he goes down on you without hesitation the first time you're open to it, and that glossa gets in there. He wants to please you until you're as loud as possible, and screaming his name will make it all the better. If you get heated enough to grab the sensitive portions of his helm he might not need your help finishing himself off.
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Hi :)
I'm pretty new to your blog but I LOVE your writing!! So, I wanted to ask if you could make a saucy reader x Earthspark! Optimus? I couldn't find one so I thought you haven't made one yet? Sorry if I bothered you in any way 😅
Have a nice day/night!🍀<3
Thank you so much!! I actually couldn't remember if I'd written anything for him but I have these!!
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Heat Fic -> Here!
Saucy Headcanons -> Here!
If you'd like more, feel free to leave another ask with details on what he and reader should get up to, this big mech needs love but my writer's block needs help with inspiration.
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Hello! I hope you’re having a wonderful morning/afternoon/evening! 💖
I was hoping to request something relating to your ES Megs head canons? Because YES I would LOVE to save your species 🫡 My body is ready (fem human reader please)
Indeed I am! Thank you anon!
I wholeheartedly agree! I think the most unrealistic thing about my bot x human breeding is not the concept of alien robot hybrids, it's the idea that there would be any difficulty repopulating. The bots would have a line of people ready to help!
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He'd never wanted anything more.
The first time the thought had occurred to him, during a pleasant afternoon at the Malto house of all places, he'd needed to excuse himself for a long walk through the forest. While watching the children play, Dorothy had offhandedly asked you if you'd thought of having your own, and his processor had taken off at your openness to the idea. Thoughts of you carrying had taken hold almost instantly, and fantasies of you bearing his own progeny had followed shortly afterwards. It had taken all of his willpower to extricate himself from the conversation to head off into the woods before he said something foolish.
The thoughts had refused to stop from that moment on. His species had the remarkable ability to reproduce with alien life, including organics, but he'd never considered utilizing it until the thought of you carrying his sparkling was branded into his mind. With Cybertronians on the edge of extinction, he was ashamed to admit the idea tempted him all the more. A little one borne to the two of you would be a desperately needed addition to his species.
Before you'd managed to entice him into confessing, the fantasy had stirred just as much guilt as excitement, which had inevitably been what drove you to pry until he revealed what had been troubling him. His anxiety over it all had been enough for you to tell something was off despite his efforts to dismiss your concerns. Every time he looked at you his processor had betrayed him, summoning fantasies of your middle swelling with child only to punish him with thoughts of how utterly exhausting it would be for you, as organics faced many challenges bearing Cybertronian offspring. Just the thought of asking you to endure such a burden filled him with monumental shame... until his fantasies returned, and the cycle continued for yet another round.
Then, miracle of miracles, you hadn't rebuked him when he'd told you the truth. In fact, you'd laughed, and only because you couldn't fathom why he'd been so nervous to broach the subject with you.
As it turned out, carrying his sparkling and helping an endangered species was something you were quite open to, and now that you knew it was possible you wanted to hear all about it...
Having just given you an in depth discussion on the capacity for Cybertronian genetics to work around alien biology, he was more or less out of words, but thankfully they were no longer needed. With you naked in his grasp, he had little trouble working his spike between your thighs, the smooth ridges rubbing along your clit with every calculated thrust. In the back of his processor he hoped the items he'd shoved against his locked door would muffle the noise from the both of you, especially himself. It was impossible not to roar like a predacon as he came and pressed himself against your eager entrance.
Though he filled you nearly to the brim, your request for more was happily heeded. The odds were against you in regards to conception, so you'd made it quite clear failure would not be for a lack of trying, even if the two of you had to do this over and over again. He wasn't sure he'd ever been happier to comply. Lavishing you with praise, he made sure to tend to your every need in between bouts of pleasure, toweling you off and whispering about how beautiful your offspring would be. He couldn't wait to make your dreams a reality, even as he joined you in utterly exhausted slumber after countless orgasms left you little more than a stuffed puddle of bliss that slept peacefully over his spark.
Neither one of you could have known it then, but you'd already done all you needed to do.
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adding onto the pile, hcs for ES tarantulas? something tells me he’d be into bondage teehee
Yes indeed, anon! I have a feeling he'd be very, very into it...
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1. Yes, he's into bondage, and his webs have given him ample practice. He can easily bind you however he pleases, and is skilled enough to ensure your comfort in any position. It helps that he uses strong but especially soft webbing when tying you up, which he spins with the utmost care around your body, taking his time both to ensure perfection and to get you as riled up as possible. You'll be quite surprised by how elaborate he gets with his bonds, as well as how much he enjoys the process of binding you, claws and mandibles caressing every inch of skin as he whispers endless praises. Suspending you is something he loves to do, especially if there's enough space for him to be up there with you, moving about your helpless frame like a spider surveying a catch... though what follows is always more than pleasant.
2. As a scientist on an alien world, he can't help but want to study everything, and your anatomy is no exception. If you'll indulge him, he loves to turn you over in his hands and explore, ideally when you're naked. It's quite a turn on for him to know every detail of your body and how all your parts interact. He wants to know where you're most sensitive, what kind of touches elicit what responses, and how to drive you wild. Those careful claws are remarkably adept at gently handling your tiny form.
3. His love of bondage is matched only by his dedication to aftercare. When the two of you finish your fun, he'll turn the web into a proper, elevated nest to care for you in, pulling in pillows and blankets to keep you warm as he cleans you off.
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Warnings: male(bot) pregnancy, explicit, breeding
I’ve been reading snippets from @mychlapci and was inspired to doodle pregnant OP
Idk how long this post will survive but I’ll just leave it out here
View at your own risks😘
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Yes I used pink on purpose isn’t that cute :3
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if we're putting in ES requests, how about some Optimus hcs too? would love that!
You're 100% right, the big bot needs some love!
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1. Help him, he's so busy he never has time to burn off steam, and under that dorky exterior he has needs. When you finally convince him to bang for the first time, he's incredibly careful every step of the way to keep you safe, but he also kind of explodes. The big bot literally buries you with the load of transfluid he's been neglecting, and is as mortified as he is effusive with his apologies. It takes a lot to convince him to try again, and he responds best if you frame it as something you're happy to risk for his sake, as he doesn't get taken care of very often. There's still an air of desperation almost every time you convince him to let you help him out.
2. Because his needs are often pushed aside for the greater good, he'll absolutely melt if you do any kind of "pampering", which can be as simple as helping him clean up afterwards with a warm towel. He's so accustomed to doing everything that doing even the smallest thing for him means a lot, and he has a much broader definition of indulgence than most. Giving the tense cables in his neck a massage will result in thirty feet of Prime practically purring beneath you. Get him off without expecting anything in return and he might just ask you to bond with him, though he'll be quite content just to cuddle in his berth until sunrise. Afterglow snuggles with his tiny human lover might be his favorite activity.
3. As much as he loves being taken care of, he also thoroughly enjoys putting in the work to do a good job himself. Whatever you like, he's willing to try, and he'll give his all to please you. That mouth doesn't just deliver inspirational speeches.
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Hello, I love your writing! If you're still taking requests, would you consider doing something for ES Shockwave?
Yes indeed, he was quite fun to ponder! Thank so much anon, here's some spicy headcanons for Shockwave x Reader!
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1. He's the silent type, and that includes most of his bedroom activities as well, but that doesn't mean there's a lack of communication for the two of you. At first he can seem rather detached during interface, but once you get to know him a little better, you start to learn all the subtle signs he's enjoying himself. The quiver in his optic, the strained growls, and the faintest of tremors along his frame are your cues to continue whatever you're doing to him. If you really learn how to work him, you'll be able to earn a low growl when he overloads. He quite likes it when you make noise, despite his own quiet, so feel free to get loud when he's giving you attention. Your noises help him more effectively learn how to please you, and he thoroughly enjoys some good research.
2. He likes to be fully in charge, but isn't necessarily aggressive about it, unless that's what you want. Though he'll never admit it, the fact that you're so small and cute does compel him to be gentle, especially when he's on top and his sizable frame is towering over you. While up there he calls all the shots, turning you over in his servos as if you weigh nothing at all. The dexterity he's developed in the lab gets out to good use.
3. Scientific endeavors are quite appropriate for the bedroom, in his opinion, so expect him to occasionally experiment with some new technology. It's all mostly safe, of course, and he has studied the human body thoroughly to ensure as much. You yourself are his favorite source of data.
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Oh my god those Bee and Elita-1 hcs were perfection! *Kisses fingertips* may I request some saucy hcs of Earthspark Megatron? What do you think he enjoys most?
Ahhhh thank you!! I was already working on some for him, so you read my mind!! Enjoy some saucy Reader x Megatron!
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(Note: I've got a headcanon bots can knock up aliens, including organics.)
1. His horniness exists on a a broad spectrum that stretches from "happy to be here" all the way to "feral rutting to save the species", and a wide array of behaviours can be enjoyed between. When more relaxed, he'll take his time to undress you, and his flirting will lean towards being almost poetic. The more desperate he is, however, the more you can expect to lose an article of clothing to his overly eager servos. Privacy matters very little once he's truly desperate, and it's also quite difficult to get all of his mass out of sight, so he's become a master of stealth. A small back hallway at GHOST is more than sufficient for him.
2. He's too ashamed to admit it to most anyone, but he has a colossal breeding kink, and the fact he can impregnate you fills him with so many conflicting feelings. There's some part of him that wants it more than anything; to spark you up, watch you swell with his sparkling, and bring new life to his incredibly endangered species. At the same time, he feels terribly guilty just for having these thoughts, and he's certain the guilt is warranted for too many reasons to count. One in particular is how selfish he feels to ask such a thing of you. Still, the desire is there, and should you discover it and convince him you want to try... Clear your schedule for the next week or so.
3. He thinks it's silly, but one of his favorite places to make love is the forest. Cybertron had some, but he was rarely able to explore them, and those on earth have given him a second chance to enjoy the tranquility. When he's (reasonably) certain the two of you are alone, he'll always be down for a quickie in the woods.
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