Chapter 3
Inspiration has struck like Ratchets wrench! (Or like a puck to my forehead, which did happen. On the bright side it looks like a half/half of an Autobot and Decepticon sign!) Thank you Blood Shifter for the idea! I'll use it in this one!And I'm sorry, I'm just gonna cut out the Jazz/Bee love, I just can't really write them. Let's see, I think I'll bring out Prowl and Blue streak for them.
Pairings: Ironhide/Ratchet, Optimus/Megatron, Sideswipe/Jolt
Warnings: Okay, I'm gonna attempt to write sticky slash. Feel free to tell if I fail horribly.
IKIMASHO! (LET'S GO!)
It's night, and Diego Garcia is once again peaceful. But knowing our lovable Autobots, they're gonna do something…
I/R
"Oh, slag…" Ironhide stared in amazement as Ratchet overloaded again for the 6th time. It was a normal day, and everything was going the way it was suppose to until someone (no one knows who) spiked their evening energon. All the bots had drank their rations, said good night, and retreated back to their quarters with mates in tow. Ironhide and Ratchet were both tired, and were just about to collapse into recharge, when the energon kicked in.
All of a sudden, it got overbearingly hot. Ratchet attempted to scan the problem, but all mods minus movement ceased to be of use. He experimentally shifted hid weight onto one ped. He was hit with a huge jolt of pleasure, and moaned quietly. He looked up to see his mate in the same situation.
"Frag this!" He growled.
Not really knowing what to do, Ironhide just stared at his bonded, until said bonded roughly pushed him onto their berth. Ratchet quickly straddled broad black hips, and kissed Ironhide passionately. Ironhide let his yellow mate control the kiss, and opened his mouth when Ratchet asked. Ironhide tasted his medic, and reveled in the taste. Sweet, like energon.
All the while Ratchet was roughly digging his servos into the transformation seams in his cannon toting mechs' side. For some reason he was more affected than Ironhide. He finally grew impatient and suddenly sat up, scooted back, and nearly ripped of Ironhides codpiece. He moaned appreciably when his mates' spike pressurized fully. "'Hung like a horse', like the humans say" thought Ratchet. He quickly mounted the gigantic spike.
"Oh, Primus!" yelled Ironhide. The sweet, slick, tight valve that Ratchet possessed was heaven on Earth. It would clench every time Ratchet would bounce up and down, and would leak copious amounts of sweet smelling lubricant. Feeling slightly useless, Ironhide started to thrust with Ratchets' rhythm of bouncing.
"Ah! Ironhide!" wailed Ratchet, whimpering as his first overload took him.
"Grr, Ratchet!" yelled Ironhide, shooting a huge amount of transfluid into Ratchets' valve.
As the night drew on, so did the overloads. By the sixth one, Ironhide was tired. On the other hand, Ratchet was still bouncing happing on his spike, moaning away. He decided that he was gonna make Ratchet sleep after this one. He suddenly sat up, grabbed Ratchets' hips, and forced them all the way down his spike. Ratchet moaned deeply, and came for the last time that night.
As they were drifting off to recharge, Ratchet rested his helm on Ironhides chassis.
"Thank you…" Ratchet whispered.
Ironhide just smiled, and placed a chaste kiss on his mate's forehead.
M/O
When a bot has a high libido, that's awesome. If that said mech has a high sex drive, is fraggen 30 feet tall, and happens to be named Megatron, you're in for the ride of your life. Optimus was literally picked up, thrown onto the berth, and kissed thoroughly. His mouth was invaded by a huge glossa, and he reveled at the feeling.
Megatron was feeling exceedingly hot that night, and just wanted to frag Optimus. He snapped back his panel, and out popped his gigantic spike. Optimus could only look and whimper. His valve clenched, already dripping lubricant.
"You're already wet for me? So eager…" Megatron said with glee. "Open."
Optimus did what he was commanded. Megatron basically worshipped his valve. They would spend cycles just lying on the berth, Megatron playing with his valve. That night, Megatron was feeling more horny than normal, and just pushed right on in. Optimus wailed out of pleasure, as his mates spike pushed through the wet folds, and hit his sweet spot first thrust. He wrapped his legs around his lover's waist, and silently begged him to move. And knowing Megatron, he never really does anything gently. Optimus reveled in the force of the thrusts. Out of all of Megatrons past lovers, he was the only one that could take the full force of Megatrons sex drive.
Megatron groaned. Optimus was always so tight! He swore to Primus it was always the same. No matter how many times they would 'face in one night, Optimus was always tight! "Primus must love me…" he thought. He looked down to see his lovers beautiful face. Optimus was blushing madly, panting and whimpering with every thrust. That was enough to make him overload.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Optimus screamed, as he hit an enormous overload. Sated. Megatron collapsed onto Optimus, noting even bothering to take his spike out. Optimus just smiled and cradled the ex-Decepticons helm to his chassis.
"I…love…you…so…much" Megatron panted.
"Me too." Said Optimus.
S/J
Jolt whimpered as electricity from his own whips ran through him. As much as he loved Sideswipe, and the electricity, he was an over exceedingly kinky mech. They were both feeling rather charged, so Sides suddenly jumped up, grabbed Jolt and tied him to the wall with his own electro-whips. The whips wrapped around his chassis in a beautiful weave, like Shibari (Japanese art of knot tying. Look up on Google!).
Sideswipe smirked, and looked at his lover. His blue chassis was heaving, making small moans with each shift in weight. Sides touched another transformation seam, and another bolt of electricity shot across Jolts body. Jolt moaned in ecstasy. Sides walked up to Jolt picked up his legs, and wrapped them around his waist. He coaxed his lover to open his cover, and expose his valve. He also took one end of an electro-whip, and pushed inside the leaking valve along with one finger. Jolt moaned and accidentally triggered the electricity to go shooting into his valve. He screamed, and came instantly.
"Well don't leave me hanging." Sideswipe said with a grin. He took out the whip, stuck another finger in, and started scissoring Jolt's tight valve. Once he had loosened up, he withdrew his fingers, and pushed his spike in. Jolt moaned loudly at his lover's size.
"More…" he whimpered. He thrust his hips down at the same time as Sideswipe was pushing in. he screamed as his sweet spot was now constantly hit and overloaded with Sideswipe. Sides pulled out, and kneeled down to lick at his mate's valve. Jolt honestly couldn't take any more stimulation, and overloaded a third time. Sides chuckled. He stood up and gave Jolt a passionate kiss. Jolt could taste himself and Sides transfluid.
"Love ya" Sides said with a smile.
"Mmmhmm…" Jolt said sleepily. "Love you too…"
Hallelujah! I survive! For now. Please, send reviews, comments, criticism and coffee. Definitely coffee…yes I'm only 15 and 5'10, but I drink as much coffee as a dude that works in an office all day.