Pairing: Cyberverse Windblade/Tarn, Windblade/Multiple

Rating: Explicit

Details/Themes: Tentacles, orgy

Requested by Windcee25

Windblade winced slightly as the tentacles that had emerged from her forced lovers' bodies curled inside her. She couldn't hide her shameful pleasure at such a disgusting breach of her privacy though. She hated it, there was no doubt about that.

One soldier caressed her helm while another mapped her body like it was the most delicate treasure in the cosmos. Alongside the tentacles, two of the soldiers had their spikes aligned inside her, pumping in unison with the invasive appendages. Then a clawed digit lifted her chin.

"Are you enjoying yourself? I certainly am. Now, now, my dear, don't fret. I will join you soon. I can sense the anticipation in you," Tarn chuckled.

She clutched one of the soldier's wrists tightly as his servo urged her valve to open wider to accommodate more of them as Tarn began walking around the spectacle. More soldiers brought their spikes out and brought them close to her faceplates. She moaned again.

"Music to my audio receptors. Just think, you and I as co-rulers of Cybertron. You could be my queen and have all this fun every night if you wanted. Personally, I find the sight of you entangled among my perfect clones quite arousing."

A soldier lifted her legs apart as he took over for another that had released his load already into her. The tentacles sprouting from their bodies did their jobs by tightening around her limbs, now focused on solely restraining her more so that fucking her but that didn't stop a few from re-entering her swollen entrance alongside a few new spikes.

Tarn watched her being taken, stared hungrily at the valve exposed as it was stretched beyond its normal capacity. He did want a taste of the action and Windblade knew it. Would she reject perfection? It was time to find out.

He approached the clone soldier facing her while taking her and alerted him to move aside. He did without question and the others readjusted her so he could take her much more easily. "Let's have some fun, shall we?"

One swift thrust and he was inside her, relishing her movements against him and the lovely noises she made. His spike certainly agreed with that as it was harder than steel. He didn't want to admit how good it felt to have his spike rubbing against one of his soldier's as well as the tentacles but it helped the experience. It was better than he thought it could be, and he already had high expectations by just looking at it.

His soldier thrusting alongside him grunted in pleasure and Tarn gave a moan at the stimulation provided. The others were getting off on his rut, some overloading directly on Windblade before moving back so another soldier could take their place.

"It's a lovely cycle, dear Windblade, of supply and demand to meet the needs of an entire army, something I'm sure you can provide with me. I'm not above sharing but there will be times you and I will have our personal fun, just the two of us. Would you like that?"

Windblade seemed so far gone, he doubted she knew exactly what she was agreeing with when she gave a hoarse "yes" to his question. But he could accept it. Seeing her begging for more with a twinkle in her optics made his lust soar.

Then he released his own tentacles out of his chassis and they curled around his body before he pulled out of her and let them snake around his spike.

"Let me know if this is the best thing you feel today."

With his spike covered by said tentacles, he shivered at the odd tickling sensation they provided but he realigned himself with her used and transfluid-coated body, eager to test just what would happen when two tentacles and a spike penetrated at the same time. He went in and everything melted into pure bliss, not just for himself it seemed.

His soldiers, two now pressing inside her, and Windblade cried out needing more. Watching her lean towards him for comfort was exactly what he desired and the sensations grew to a tighter, more delectible sense of pleasure he had never thought of before but was certainly glad he did now. His display of ingenuity seemed to get his army off quite well too.

He chased his own overload first as Windblade's walls strangled him. By the time she was gone, almost all his soldiers were right behind her. Out of everyone, Tarn lasted the longest which he was surprised by given the abnormal circumstances but it was nevertheless a great win for a perfect Decepticon like himself.

Even though, he was coated in transfluid by the end of it, he was just as happy as Windblade seemed to be. She clung to him as the tentacles tried to revitalize her pleasure. He could tell she was slowly getting back into the groove by the next few minutes. The entire time that was happening, he was caressing her.

"You are my perfect darling, aren't you?"

"Y-yes," she softly said, arching as his tentacles breached her again.

His half his army may have been spent but he still had the other half to satisfy and Windblade seemed just as eager as he was. Now that was indeed perfection.

AN: Someone wanted this so someone got it. I knew it was only a matter of time too for Tarn to pop up here.