Fandom: Transformers Bayverse
Authors: Aniay and Femme4jack
Pairing: Ironhide/Will Lennox
Rating: NC-17 for mech/male
Codes: Slash, Human/Cannons, Human/Mech, sticky. Can be read as Dub-con. Whether or not it is, Hide IS being a manipulative old glitch. If shades of dub-con, manipulation, energy-vampire bots, and the verse itself trigger you, please don't read.
Summary: Ironhide goes about claiming his socket in typical Ironhide fashion: directly and with big guns.
Notes: Written in the Point of View fanverse and used for the Dathanna de Gray fanverse
"text" translated Cybertronian.

Demolishing Obstacles 2/3

Ironhide nearly overloaded as Will's primal thrill and pleasure hit his spark with nearly the same force as his cannons pulverizing their targets. It took every ounce of control he had to not simply thrust inside of him right then, marking and claiming him. Will's laughter, joy, excitement and pleasure rushed through what humans would call Hide's very soul, making him feel lighter and younger than he had in years. This was having a socket at its finest, giving such joy and pleasure and being given so much life in return. He could feel Will's desire for him in response to that thrill, and he sent a strong pulse of desire through the link in return.

As his cannons wound down, targets reduced to dust, Ironhide gently released Will's mind from his systems and traced a single clawed finger down Will's back in a gentle caress. "Did you enjoy that, soldier?" he asked smugly. "Would you like to feel more?"

Will felt his mind being released and drawn back into his body, with a gasp he came to full consciousness of himself, of the frantic heartbeat, of short breaths, of his fatigues being tighter around the crotch than he remember. He barely registered words spoken by Ironhide because his body craved attention and it hit him like lightning: he was aroused, wanting and needing release. Was it the recent experience that turned him into this... mess? Gasping and trying to keep from touching himself, Will tried to shy away from Ironhide, because this surely wasn't supposed to happen. "It was incredible and really... thrilling but..." The word more registered in his brain and his body suddenly shivered in anticipation. There could be more?
"More?"

Ironhide watched and felt Will become aware of his own arousal, and saw the multitude of emotions cross his features. He could sense Will's discomfort through the connection. He would need to tread carefully here...finding the right balance of dominance and choice. "Yes," he rumbled, "much more." He placed a single finger on the Ranger's abdomen and crotch and let his own desire leak through the connection, followed by an impulse for Will to simply relax and enjoy. "I've noticed your arousal before Will. It is nothing to be embarrassed of. For my kind, bringing one another to overload is completely normal, especially for comrades in arms."

Will arched into the finger with a moan of relief, but then the alarms in his head went off. A dizzy flood of conflicting emotions rushed through him - need, pleasure, comfort and fear, awkwardness and uncertainty - but the finger felt so damn good against him. "Traitor," Will whispered to no one in particular when the scalding hot desire leaked along the connection and his body arched away from the hand that held him and pressed into the pulsing finger. He was overwhelmed by a feeling so strong it simply couldn't be his.

Ironhide had noticed, he wanted to help... he wanted to HELP! Another shiver ran through Will's body igniting his own desire, the dirty side that whispered to him scenarios that until now seemed kinky and wrong, but Ironhide was here, offering. Will groaned in frustration.
"So you say you want to help me wank? Just like that? Out of the blue? We humans don't usually do that and it feels wrong." His words didn't hold much conviction, his body betrayed him even as he spoke, arching into the touch, making his cock grind into warm and hard and deliciously vibrating finger.

Ironhide made every effort to appear calm and smug even as his spark greedily drank up every sensation Will experienced with a thrill that sent him closer and closer to complete loss of control. He sent his amusement over the connection, as well as strong impulse to relax.
"Well, Will; maybe it is time you let go of some of the human ways of doing things. I have never understood why you let your systems feel one thing, but your processors get all tangled up with something else. For us, such conflict leads inevitably to a glitch. I would never allow a member of my cadre to feel such desire and not bring him to relief. It would be unthinkable." Hide smirked and pushed his vibrating finger against Will's grinding cock, sending off the lightest possible EM pulse.

"Aaah" Will had no idea what it was and he didn't give a damn really, but what 'Hide did felt so fucking good, and still not good enough.

The presence, which was Hide, inside his head told him to relax, pushed against his fear and made him wish to be naked under this touch...

"Hide... I... shouldn't... Fuck yes." His body was betraying him, feeling, craving more, begging to be touched even as he fought it, denied he wanted it, he couldn't have wanted it, not with an alien, not with 'Hide, not like... that; But he tingled all over, aroused, excited, flooded by waves of overwhelming pleasure. He couldn't deny the bliss it gave him, the thrill of helplessness, of Ironhide looming over him, of 'Hide being 'Hide, like the kinkiest dream coming true. "Oh fuck it," He groaned in frustration and his hands flew to his fly, fumbling with it.

"Let me do that," Ironhide growled as Will's hands fumbled, and he used his claw to carefully slit Will's khakis from waist to crotch, followed by his shirt. He removed that excess clothing and stroked along Will's body with the barest touch of his clawed finger. He pushed himself into the connection, and enfolded Will once again with his presence, asking him to let go and simply enjoy what he could give.

"Oh god" Will closed his eyes arching into the sharp, knife-like claw - dangerous, probably lethal - Hide could kill him anytime and he was touching him, pleasuring him and then pushing on him through the connection, hugging his mind, stroking what felt like Will's very soul, making Will ache for more of this sinful touch.

"Ironhide I..." but it wasn't I anymore, 'Hide was deep within him, buried in his mind and wanting to take Will, showing images that felt so desirable so good, so enticingly wrong. All this time Will felt the touch, writhing under the caress.

Hide vented, his fans kicking in. He opened the connection completely so Will would feel his desire to pleasure him, and feel how his own control was hanging on by a thread. He sent Will the image of his spike, properly sized, buried deep in Will's ass as he slagged the weapons range with his cannon.

Against his own will, the ranger's ass clenched in what felt like anticipation, the unexpected need shooting straight to his cock. Somehow Ironhide wanted to go there, to pleasure him in the dirtiest way possible and Will found himself wanting it - to be taken, dominated, and owned. The moment Hide connected sex and shooting, sending the images of blowing the range and promise of a sinful ecstasy was Will's undoing, his will breaking, his body loosing control, leaving only wanton slut that begged to be taken.

"Please 'Hide"

Ironhide growled and allowed himself to finally lose control, flipping Will over roughly with one claw. Will now lay face down on Hide' s hand, his legs hanging over his fingers. He used that hand to send EM pulses that flooded the ranger's body. He retracted his claw and it was replaced with a sensuous cable, soft and malleable to the touch. He let it snake into Will's mouth to lubricate it, and then traced the cable down Will's back to the tight ass, and began wiggling it inside the tight ring of muscles. All the while he drank up every sensation, sending it back double-fold through the connection to Will so that he felt both his own pleasure amplified as well as 'Hide's ecstasy. He swiftly sent in a second cable, stretching, preparing the tight ass, while growling with his own desire.

If anything was still telling him to stop, Will killed it off the moment Ironhide flipped him over and pressed a wriggly cable into his mouth. He was crazy, he sucked on it and swirled his tongue around the connector. So wrong, so dirty, so fucking good and then the connector traced his spine and Will arched into it moaning as the shivers spread through his body. When Ironhide started to wriggle it inside his ass, he yelped at the strange feeling before he realized how much pleasure under the strangeness there was. "Ironhide I never... aah, fuck!" It went in and the feeling it caused... burning and stretching and... "FUCK!" If Will had been coherent he would remember that he had read about it and had been curious, but now he could only feel and arch and press against the intrusion wantonly grunting and fucking himself on the cable. "More..."

And he got more and cried out as the stretch increased and there was second slender cable wriggling it and it still wasn't enough.

Hide's growl was deep and made him quiver with fear and anticipation, and his hole clenched around the cables, wanting more, and more, and more "Fuck me, Ironhide! Quit the teasing and fuck me."

Ironhide reveled in Will's complete loss of control, his friend's delicious submission to his own hidden desires. His spark sang with the new power, pulsing inside of him, desperate to touch this vibrant being who was giving it so much life. The sound of his would-be socket begging him, desperate to give himself fully, to be taken and used and pleasured had his systems racing toward a massive overload unlike any he'd had in ages. How could anyone argue that this symbiosis, this connection, this shared pleasure was anything but the way things had always meant to be? Hide opened his panel where his spike was straining for release, and sized it just right to enter Will for his first experience with such penetration. It was already dripping with lubricant.
Primus bless Wheeljack for this particular invention...a spike that could change size to perfectly fit whatever partner one impaled it with, he thought, not for the first time.
~Yes...yes I think I will fuck you now, my friend.~ With a dangerous growl, he arranged Will in front of his spike and in a fluid motion pushed deeply into him, even as his connector cables snaked around the human's rod, vibrating and caressing. He didn't move in Will yet...waiting for him to adjust

"YES! Ironhide.." It felt... strong and right and hurt despite everything and Will loved the pure, primal dominance that Ironhide put into this one movement. Claiming him in some wicked way, loosing control, taking him.

With Ironhide buried so deep inside him, both in mind and body, pain and ecstasy fought in a delicious balancing act. The cables snaked around his cock, vibrating and feeling better than anything he ever experienced. The caress, so alien and so exciting pulled him towards completion, making him buck onto mech-cock or whatever it was called, moving, and feeling the stretch the burn, the fullness inside. "Please" He whimpered helplessly suddenly not sure where his pleasure ended and Hide's began, their minds connected so deep and close that it was beyond intimate.

Hide shuddered openly, flooded with an almost unbearably delicious sensation, he and Will were fast becoming a single entity of desire, lust, and ecstasy. He began moving his perfectly sized, lubed spike in and out of Will's hot little hole, feeling himself through the socket connection as he hit that amazing little spot over and over again, flooding his friend with his own sensation of boring into something so good and tight. His smallest movement would feel like a sharp, hard thrust to the ranger, but that was alright with Hide, that movement was enough, it was exactly what the spike had been invented for. His spark twitched and pulsed wildly, trying to escape its confines and touch the little human who was giving it so much new life.

Hide moved and Will groaned at the weird feeling. "Oh fuck" With his cock wrapped up in wriggly cables and Ironhide thrusting in his ass, Will was spiraling towards orgasm with a speed of the sound. Ironhide caressed him from within, entangling Will's awareness in himself, making him feel as though he was the one thrusting inside the impossibly tight heat that clenched around him and milked him.
The sparks erupted inside him every time Hide hit some spot inside his ass. He was going crazy. The sensation was nearly too much, and his body writhed just as Hide thrust even deeper and sent some pulse towards his cock through the cable that wrapped around it.
"Scream for me. Scream for me NOW," Hide ordered in his rumbling voice that vibrated through his entire body and soul.
Will screamed as the orgasm suddenly ripped through him, strong and hammering, his cock spurting again and again and again, his hole clenching around the spike, his body exploding with sensation.

Ironhide's systems overloaded with a fury that he had not felt in years the instant Will's orgasm slammed through them both. His spark erupted with a cascading pulse of almost unbearable pleasure through every sensor node, spilling over into Will as Ironhide growled and bellowed along with Will's scream. He felt the spurting of Will's cock like it was his own, and his spike overflowed with trans-fluid, spilling into Will's glorious tight hole. The organic orgasm and his energy overload twined together in a blast of pure light that shut down his systems, but not before he lay down and cradled Will to his pelvis so he would not be hurt.

The eruption of white ecstasy from Hide mixed with his own and blinded him with its intensity. For a second his body felt oversensitive and numb in the same time, in the midst of the receding tremors wrecking his body, he was barely aware of being cradled to the strong metal and hot pelvis; the presence, Ironhide disappeared from his mind leaving him empty and suddenly lonely. His breathing was coming in short gasps, muscles twitching and contracting from what was the hardest orgasm of his life. With the presence gone, his mind still wrapped with the post-orgasmic joy , he started to register things that didn't seem so important now.

He could feel his semen drying, and his ass still full of Ironhide. The world suddenly concentrated on that feeling: aching, yet strangely satisfying. He wanted to purr but decided that a simple moan would suffice as he snuggled to the black hot metal that was Ironhide.

As Ironhide's system reset, he immediately double-checked that the nanites had not been transmitted. It had been nearly impossible to hold himself back from marking his friend as his own, but he was old and wise enough to know that much more conversation would need to take place before that happened. He was confident that Will and Sarah with him would ultimately choose to be his, but he knew that many feelings and struggles would happen before Will and his mate ultimately made that choice. It felt utterly right to have pleasured Will, and to have received that vital life energy in return.

After what felt like seconds the presence was back in his mind and Will couldn't help but notice how much brighter, stronger, more content it seemed. Then Ironhide shifted the rod in Will's ass, a warm fluid dripping down his legs as it slid out of him. Will wanted to protest but only sighed and snuggled back into comfortable presence around him, both in his head and body as Ironhide brought him to his chest. For now, he would bask in the afterglow of the most intimate experience he had ever shared. The time to freak out would come later.