Pairing: Cyberverse Thunderhowl/Cheetor

Rating: Explicit

Details/Themes: Mating, alt mode interfacing, switching doms

He had battled the horrors of Crystal City, the darkness in the underground, and many other noble tasks given to him by Primes and leaders alike. Surely, this had to be easy. Not so.

Ever since he laid optics on the cheetah, he fell in love. Cheetor was a bit more carefree and go-lucky in personality than he was but that's one of the many reasons he found himself attracted to the sporty, spotted mech. He held his glossa, not daring to overstep his boundaries. It became unbearable to him, almost to the brink of insanity not being able to tell Cheetor how he felt. He was embarrassed when Cheetor eventually found out through Bumblebee of his crush. Thankfully, Cheetor accepted.

Now, it was the time to propose...

Thunderhowl let out a startled yelp when Cheetor tackled him. Normally, bots would answer the question of proposals to become mates first before anything drastic. This wasn't the case. He barely finished the sentence when in a flash, he was on the ground. If Cheetor wanted to play rough, then so be it.

The wolf mech immediately forced Cheetor off of him before turning into his alt mode and howling. The other bot immediately did the same and Thunderhowl used the brief pause to tackle Cheetor. He bit the scruff of the cheetah's neck to hold the bot in place. Unleashing his spike, he didn't hesitate to take what he wanted.

Cheetor yowled but these sounds were not of anger. Thunderhowl learned to recognize the difference quite fast when he hit hard inside his new mate and was then met with a brief hiss. It didn't stop him from continuing his rut.

The wolf in him was madly in love and enjoying every second of it. His tail wagged happily as he gave out a howl to assert his dominance. Cheetor's tail was whipping before curling among his leg. He didn't mind the gesture and licked Cheetor's helm in return. The big cat nipped under his chin to claim him as well.

The pressure rocketed and it took less than a minute for his form to cave, ejaculating deep within the cheetah. Thunderhowl smirked when Cheetor moaned, pushing back against him to chase his own overload. Despite the quick finish, neither of them were done yet.

Cheetor flipped them and repositioned Thunderhowl on his back much to the latter's surprise. It seemed his mate wanted more but this time, he wanted Thunderhowl to be the submissive. Normally, the wolf would have argued but upon seeing Cheetor's spike, there was a bout of curiosity and slowly, he revealed his valve. He could practically hear the cheetah's purrs through his own body with how close Cheetor was leaning to lie on top of him. He gave a small lick to the snout to assure the other beastformer he was ready. He felt Cheetor position himself then thrust.

A loud howl echoed through the crystalline forests of Cybertron, one that resonated the beauty of their copulation. Cheetor kept him pinned with paws draped across his chest and over his shoulders. Looking up at the cheetah, Thunderhowl could only see his beautiful mate purring which made his spark hum.

This was exactly as he envisioned their union, nothing but passion at its highest compliance. He wouldn't dream of anything different. Feeling his walls cave and shed any uncertainty he may have had prior, he whined as Cheetor filled him.

Both were exhausted by the end. They cuddled together and cleaned each other. Thunderhowl made sure to lick behind Cheetor's ears as the cat seemed to have a pleasurably sensitive spot there. There was nothing he would change in this situation, nothing he would alter to make better because he saw it as perfect and he knew his mate did too.

So what if they were animalistic? It worked quite well for them.

AN: Animals being animals. What more can you ask for?