Please Miniformer Optimus Need To Cockwarm The Biggest Strap In The Collection That Everyone Shares.

Here it is. The Wave I promised. And it won’t be the last.

I tried to put something different on each picture, I hope you people like it!

When Noah gets drunk, he really sweet-talks his adorable alien boyfriend.

Commission for @eat-your-spark-out who asked for Knock Out and Starscream! Ahh this commission had everything I love in the prompt - eating out, praising,  finger biting -, thank you so much, I had tons of fun with it! I really hope you like it!!

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…. (;; ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) I blame herzspalter for this..

https://www.tumblr.com/yayasvalveplay/778573040520937472/sorry-to-bring-up-something-completely-unrelated?source=share

they get a rare day off and instead of resting or doing something productive dee ties orion up and reeeaaaaaally takes his time making orion fall apart for him

there's some edging, absolutely some overstimulation, dee fingers orion through enough overloads to make him cry before spiking him into a few more, and orion can only sit there and take it

after the fact, orion discovers he does in fact have a Thing for bondage. something about being restrained and helpless, at the whims and mercy of dee... he doesn't know what about it is doing it, but it's really revving him up

He wants to be restrained. He wants to be held down, restricted in his movements.

It gets him so reved up and wet for Dee. Dee can't help put take him. Again and again. Sometimes almost missing shifts because of the lovely moans he pulls from Orions mouth as he finger fucks him.

Or spikes him. Spilling his transfluid inside his forge. And locking his pannel to see it sometimes slipping free.

Elita is so done with them because she can see the pink of transfluid running down orions thigh. With you two stop fragging before work!?

We need to talk about Orion Pax’s fat birthing hips in tfone. I bet D-16 was giving him that D in secret because it’s just so damn big and then it only got bigger when he got the matrix of leadership!

Megatron was definitely hate fucking him on the battlefield when everyone is looking, he can’t help it😔

Ooh and I bet you Orion loved it!

Orion waddling around with those fat birthing hips like it’s nobody’s business should be a crime!

D-16 isn’t really listening to what he says, man he doesn’t even care, all he wants is to shove his fat spike into his valve and make him a carrier, maybe they’ll even hive them time off to take care of their young.

Orion can only gasp into his hand as D rocks hard into him, slowly thrusting more roughly and faster, mixing their transfluid like cream. Poor Orion’s nods have never been massaged like this before and it doesn’t help that D’s fat spike just somehow keeps getting bigger!

Orion can’t help but squirt on his best friend, why should he not? He feels so good and full.

D is grabbing his hips, thrusting up into him as he practically shoves the head of his fat spike into Orion’s womb!

Orion snaps out of his overstimulated state and immediately begs his best friend not to overload in him. D is rocking his hips with a glare because how can he pull out now when he’s already there?!

His tip is leaking so much it might as well be an overload and Orion is begging and squirming for D to pull out, he feels so good full and doesn’t want to carry yet! D only pulls out because he heard one of the guards coming, just great now he’ll need to jack off in a room later to finish himself😒

Of course when they ho on that whole trip and everything changes, neither was happy, especially Megatron.

And when they do meet again, they’re fighting and hurting and while Optimus Prime is sad and whiny about fighting his best friend, meanwhile Megatron is trying so hard not to shoot a load into his panel because Optimus’s whiny and even fatter birthing hips have been swaying the entire time!, ‘stupid Prime knows that I’m getting hard and is doing it on purpose!’

Then one day Megatron just has enough and shoves him down mid battle, Prime is on his hands and knees, ready to kick Megatron in the stomach but instead his memory back up kicks in and his panel pops open.

Megatron with the biggest smirk you’ll ever see, shoves into his valve like it was any other Thursday and starts thrusting into him like a wild mech in heat! Everyone has either stopped to watch or is looking away in shame.

Ohhh but it only makes it better because it wasn’t only Megatron’s frame that grew bigger and Optimus can feel that! Megatron’s spike is right in his womb, he hasn’t even pushed in all the way! It feels so good, too good to notice the stares and the gasps. He’s whining for Megatron to pull out but he just keeps thrusting, massaging all his neglected nods.

Megatron is gasping out that he’s won! Declaring that they’re precious Prime doesn’t stand a chance against him!

Optimus is overstimulated and pumped to the brim with transfluid by the time Megatron is done.

Poor OP is so full and thinks it’s finally finished when Meg just holds him up and open for everyone to see and thrusts back into him, rubbing his belly and kissing his neck while massaging his hips because Meg has been waiting for the day he would finally full him up.

Who knows, the war stops entirely because OP ended up pregnant and now has to take care of him!

Maybe OP is asking Megatron to put in another one😏

Ultra Magnus and Predaking.... fighting being like a mating and claiming ritual for predacons. Predaking managing to overpower Magnus in a fight, roaring and pinning him to the ground on his front

When Magnus feels those long sharp talons dig between the armour plates on his back, he's sure that's it for him. He has lost. He's incapacitated. He knows backup isn't coming soon enough

He's expecting deactivation, or at least pain- He's not expecting to feel his legs kicked apart and claws on his modesty panels. Those panels are easily pried off with sharp claws

Magnus doesn't quite have the time to process what's happening- he kicks on instinct, attempting to struggle, only to hear Predaking growl and dig those claws further into his plating. But what makes him freeze is when he feels the press against his now exposed array. It's not even the pressure of the dragons spike that freaks him out, it's the fact that it makes him aware that he's already wet

Was it the fight?? The grappling?? The hot fuel pumping through his lines?

He feels the thick shaft rub against the entrance to his embarrassingly slick valve. The angry growl softens into a pleased purr. But the purr is closer, faceplate now close enough to the back of Magnus' helm that he can feel the hot air escaping the others intake

He has just enough time to realise the other is nuzzling against his neck cables before he screams, his valve suddenly split open by the massive spike. Reflexively, he tenses, his valve clenching, drawing another purr from Predaking. In his horror, he realises the other is still pushing in further. Magnus can only cry out and attempt to kick again as his already full valve is stretched impossibly wide

The spike slides further and further into him, forcing his callipers to click and strain. It burns and yet Magnus embarrassingly just leaks more lubricant. He tries his best to struggle and yell, but when that spike sinks all the way in and bumps against the seal to his gestation tank, his cries are clearly no longer of pain

He's so full. If he could put a servo on his torso he would probably feel Predaking's spike through his plating. Magnus doesn't want to think about it. It's not sending a hot shower down his spinal struts

When the spike begins to slide out of him, Magnus almost lets out a sigh of relief- before it slams back into him. He gasps, his whole frame jerking foward with the force. The thick shaft slides in and pushes against all his internals. Another thrust in and Magnus is suddenly acutely aware that it brushes past his waste tank

His audials are filled with the pleased growls and pants from Predaking as he's roughly pounded into. Every stroke makes Magnus' valve attempt to clench, as impossible as that is, and drool even more slick all over Predaking's spike and onto the ground. He's definitely not gasping and shuddering in pleasure as the spike slams into all his sensitive nodes, pushing against his waste tank, making his waste port twitch and clench

When Predaking suddenly roars, he thrusts in with even more force, slamming into Magnus' ceiling node. Magnus just knows he's screaming. He's yelling in pleasure and feeling fuller than he's ever been. Is- is the spike getting even bigger? Predaking's spike pulses inside him and starts to swell at the base. The pressure is too much. Magnus is screaming again as his overload crashes over him, his valve calipers cycling and attempting to clench around the spike

He's so full. He's so so full and all the clenching and tensing and he's vaguely aware there's so much pressure on his waste tank that his waste port finally fails. He's moaning and twitching on Predaking's spike, waste fluids squirting and spraying all over. He can feel another pleased rumble through his back plates as Predaking ruts his knotted spike further into Magnus' sopping wet valve

As the overload finally begins to fade and Magnus flops onto the ground, he's acutely aware that he's still stupidly full. He can only groan as he feels the knot shift inside him

But then the knot pulses again and Magnus moans. It swells again. Magnus is already such a mess it just pushes more piss out of him, leaking out onto the ground as he feels the spike stretch him further

But it doesn't just swell. The mass moves. It seems to shift further into him. Magnus only realises too late what it is when he feels even more force against the seal of his gestation tank. There's nothing he can do. He can't pull away. He's locked in place. He can only keen as the egg slips out the tip of Predaking's spike and forces its way past the seal to his forge

And they keep coming. More eggs push their way into his frame, each one making him shudder and leak more fluids all over. By the time the knot goes down and the spike is finally withdrawn from his frame, Magnus is a shaking and whimpering mess, his valve loose and gaping, laying in a pool of his own lubricant, transfluid, and waste fluid

Oh and Predaking is pleased. He leans down and trails his long tongue over the ruined valve, licking up the messy fluids, running it over Magnus' swollen and oversensitive node. That tongue dives into the valve, helping clean him up a little, and Magnus can only cry out as he overloads again, spurting even more fluids out of his leaky holes

god yes that's so fucking hot. knot and piss into that prim and proper bot Predaking!! go on... egg him

Im imagining Megatron casually sitting back and reading a datapad, with one arm around Rodimus to keep him from squirming too much. He doesn't really need to though... Roddys sitting in his lap, legs wrapped around him and face buried in his shoulder

Grinding his valve down where it's impaled on Megatrons spike

Every little movement he can't stop himself from doing makes him whine and tear up, because Megs just spent a few hours overloading him into oblivion

Every part of his valve is ridiculously oversensitive, every single node and sensor is being overstimulated by the massive spike, and he's completely helpless and too fucked out to do anything except grind mindlessly.

Them spending the night like that, and every so often Megs will put down his datapad, grab Roddy by the hips, and slam him down on his spike until Megs gets his own overload. Then he picks up the datapad, with Rodimus still sobbing and trembling from the aftershocks of his own overloads, and starts reading again. Casual as can be

So a while back I got some TFOne thoughts. Specifically considering that in TFOne Meg’s is the baby, and Star, Sound and Shock are all older. And with age, comes lots of experience…

So maybe one way or another - maybe it’s a comment Megs makes, or Megs going through his first ever heat - they find out that their new leader, is an innocent, bright opticed, blushing virgin. And Star brings the idea to Sound and Shock, that they should teach him. They can’t have a leader so inexperienced, so it’s their responsibility to prepare, and teach him…

So they drag him off, and they begin to gently work him, slowly convince him, after all, they’re just trying to help him, teach him, give him some experience, that’s their responsibility. And eventually they get him to let them start.

Star momentarily departs, tells Sound and Shock to keep going, and he’ll go prepare (make a little nest for them to be more comfortable doing it on), and handle the others to prevent any interruptions (make a polite, flowery announcement to tell the others to leave them alone for a while).

The pair work him, get him all flushed, and leaning against them, practically begging to go farther, and just then Star comes back, having decided he made an adequate nest for them to ‘teach’ their little leader.

They take him off to the nest, and settle down, quickly prepping him, and before long they’re already into the interfacing.

Soundwave and Shockwave have him sandwiched between them, spiking him, and Starscream is sat back, watching the show before him, somewhat servicing himself.

Megatron, despite being the largest, seems so tiny, when he’s on the pair’s spikes, which is so very interesting to Shockwave, he’s definitely going to need to test this again, and their newspark leader makes such pretty sounds, music to Sound and Star’s audials to hear.

They get to end, and as Megatron is drifting - because it was rather intense for such a sweet little thing, who’s never had any experience like that before - the three start to conspire between themselves a little.

One lesson definitely won’t do it. He’s gonna need some more experience to be ready to lead them. And they’re happy to teach.

my head has been filled with nothing but possessive Dee.

Dee setting a big hand on Orion's shoulder, narrowing his eyes as he shoots a look at any mech trying to sweet talk his Pax. Dee casually looping an arm around Orion and pulling him closer when mecha's gazes linger for too long, tracing out the outline of his shoulder armor as he listens to Orion ramble on without a care in the world.

Dee leaving marks and dents on Orion after interfacing, an intimate sign that Orion is his. Bite marks in sensitive neck cabling and along the inside of his thighs, silver scuff marks on the inside of blue legs, black scrapes from where he wrapped his hands around Orion's thighs and tugged him onto his face. Every time Orion walks with a visible limp, Dee is preening like the cat that got the cream because it's marking Orion as taken by him.

One time, Jazz tried to get close, talk into Orion's panels. Dee didn't buy the excuse that it was on a bet. That night, he pins Orion chest down and hikes his hips up into the air and drills his spike into the ceiling node in his lover's valve, hissing that Orion is his, no one else's, just Dee's-! and all Orion can do is sob and writhe, gasping that- he's his, he's Dee's, please, Dee-!

Orion can barely walk the day after. Jazz laughs, gives Orion a high five, and passes 5 shanix to a smirking Prowl. Dee can't even be mad that he was apparently played by Jazz- he's staked a claim, and everyone can see it

Possessive Dee pounding Orions tight valve. Kissing, and biting at him to make sure everyone knows that ge belongs to Dee.

And it doesn't help that their friends keeps making Dee go feral on Orion. Because its funny, and really the only semblance of entertainment in the mines.