This is a catch-all post.

[system_dp]

Who: Miria and whoever. [Open-ish]
Where: VARIOUS
When: Over the course of the sex pollen event, duh.
What: A robot learns how to love. via dickings.
Warnings: Smut, awkwardness. Possibly awkward smut.


[Medibay]
The newest, Miria would guess, changes to Cybertron had been interesting, but she didn't consider any of them dangerous. Not even the weird fox-like creatures, or the new flora. Then again she very rarely considered a lot of things here dangerous, so there is that.

But after a while she started to not feel... Right. And while her systems were not giving her any kind of errors or signs she was in need of seeing a medic? The Earth-made robot was heading right to the medical facility to see if one of the medics could fix this.

That and her leg, from her fight with Sentinel that happened a while ago. Why yes, she didn't get that fixed. Shut up.


[Anywhere Else - State when and where please.]
After what happened before? Miria is just going to wander and try to just keep to herself or maybe seek out the few friends she does have here. Either way, she's easy to run into.

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[gimmicky]

[At her affirmation, he slowly bends down, two fingers outstretched as he places them on her chin, tilting her up ever so slightly.

There's a moment of hesitation, as if he might back out.


But he sighs, leaning more in as his lips press to hers. He didn't know why, but he's been holding back that for the past ten minutes.

And that's all he needed. Actually, he wanted more, but that was exactly what the doctor ordered.]

[system_dp]

[Honestly she wasn't sure what she was expecting, as she sharply inhales as soon as his fingers touch her chin. Even him simply doing that sent a charge through her frame.

But then he is leaning in and kissing her, and any tension that she had been holding in just melts away. As she tries to kiss back even a little bit, even if it's awkward as all get out.

And right at this moment everything is great, sex pollen be damned.]

[imatruck]

Grimlock should learn to just shut up and do what feels right. Like feeling Miria orgasm again? That felt pretty right.

The dinobot shudders as her orgasm reverberates against his spike, his pace quickening. He groans, "That feels pretty good..."

[system_dp]

Miria can't really say much, as she's just riding out the feeling of Grimlock rubbing against her as she climaxes. The only sounds she's making are loud pleasured noises, with a bit of static to her voice as well.

The part of her that is a bit more coherent, which is a very tiny part at this moment, is trying to think of a way to help make Grimlock feel as good as she is. It's not working to well at the moment though.

[imatruck]

Good to know that he's giving her the ride of her life. He groans, grinding his hips against her as his excitement builds up.

He feels like there could be some way to feel better, but he's not sure what it is exactly other than just nudging against her unarmored crotch.

[system_dp]

"Ah... I..."

She's panting and trying, trying so hard, to do something for Grimlock. Even as her own high is slowly ending.

"I ah, want to... M-make you feel good."

[gimmicky]

[His lips massage against hers gently, a little too experienced at this to rightfully admit. Although this was the first time he was kissing someone so much smaller than him.

It didn't make a difference. It still made his spark surge in ways he hadn't felt in a long time. Maybe it's his sobriety, or maybe not...but right now...

He just wants this.

The best part? She's kissing back, and his hands wrap around her to keep her there for as long as she'll stay.]

[system_dp]

[Somewhere, somehow, Miria's metal panties would be dropping. Fortunately it's only metaphorical right now. (or maybe unfortunately for both of them.)

She's not sure what to do, other then what she is already doing, and whatever Trailcutter will do.

Which is to wrap his hands around her, which makes her whole body shake with excitement, and she is most certainly not going to leave. Not now.]

[gimmicky]

[Holding her soon turns to picking her up, as his body leans back against the wall the bench is in front of, her practically on his chestplate as he continues.

She's not pulling away, and she's not protesting it either. Maybe it was a sliver of optimism..but.]

I feel better...

[Sort of, now he was just more excited. But he feels like he's found the solution.]

Do you...like this too?

[system_dp]

[Why would she even do any of that, to pull away from him would be so wrong.

In her mind, even without the outside influences, Trailcutter is pretty fucking awesome.]

I... yes, please do not stop.

[Being practically on top of him is not helping at all.]

[imatruck]

"Y-yeah?"

He appreciates that definitely, grinding against her. "You are, you are..." Honestly, he's considered...no. He could hurt her trying to do that.

[system_dp]

"R-really?"

She can't really tell, what with her own pleasure being so overwhelming, and with him still grinding and pressing against her.

"But... more."

Grinding is nice but damn, she wants to feel something inside.

[lifepersists]

Primus, spare him.

First Aid takes a moment to gather his thoughts and resist the urge to turn his visor up at the ceiling. Today was testing him, surely. Ratchet was going to spring out from behind a cabinet with a datapad and pen and tell him his final score any moment now.

"Right... Let's start from the top. Do you have any sort of--" He was floundering for the words to use. Giving sex ed to young soldiers was way earlier because they at least had common words and default interface organs. "I mean, I'd assume you have to, if you're aroused."

He looks at the apex of her legs and cups his chin thoughtful, if just to keep his hands away from anywhere more scandalous on his own body and hers.

"On a Cybertronian, it's common to have pleasure equipment in our pelvic armor. It's generally used for recreation, alone or with others."

[system_dp]

Miria will be so apologetic once this is all over, First Aid. Mostly because once she isn't completely muddle headed from the pollen she will be able to feel rightly embarrassed.

As he talks though she stays quiet, or as quiet as she can what with the whole trying to not over-heat. And while the mention of pleasure equipment and doing things alone or with others gets a slight confused tilt from her, the pelvic armour is a part she understands. Don't mind as she starts to sit up for this.

"My armour can be removed, for repairs," she says, her hands going to her waist. "At least that I am aware of." She adds as there is a quiet click and she's just going to take off said pelvic armour right then and there.

[imatruck]

He digs it too, but damn if that other option looks tempting. Ok you know what? Screw it.

Literally screw it.

"So uh...how much do you think you can take of me, just curious."

[system_dp]

Oh boy what a question, especially since Grimlock is the biggest she's been with thus far.

And Miria isn't quite sure if she can answer him beyond a...

"I ah... do not know how much."

They may have to wing it.

[imatruck]

"Maybe we can try for halfway!"

Grimlock you're not seriously considerin--of course he is.

"And if it hurts you can yell a safety word like OUCH."

[system_dp]

What.

"Ah... pardon?"

Seriously Grimlock, this is something that not even pollen can save the mood from. The mood is quickly being suffocated.

[imatruck]

Groans.

Fuck this. Literally fuck this. Because he's hunching back and nudging his tip against her again to drive home the point.

[system_dp]

Miria inhales sharply as she feels just the tip of Grimlock's spike pressing against, and actually in to, her. Thankfully she's pretty much ready from all the previous... Stimulation, and she's also making a very pleased sound.

So far so good.

[imatruck]

It's...not like anything he's felt. Barring his fist if he squeezed it tight. But even then it didn't compare. He just shudders, adjusting to the feeling of dipping into the inkwell as it were.

She seems ok, Grim tests it by pushing himself further, further.

[system_dp]

Hope he doesn't mind her crying out when he pushes in further, not a sound of pain though. Oh no, she's just making the most pleased noises she's ever made in her life, even as it feels like she's being stretched to the limit with him inside her.

... Which Grimlock will find that there is a limit, and it's not quite half-way, before Miria is squeezing his spike much too tightly.

"Ah... T-too much!"

[gimmicky]

[Miria, you are probably alone in thinking that. Because even without his self-esteem, everyone has been pretty mundane to him. It's just not something he ever considered.

Being desirable that is. Let alone by...her.


But with the pollen in his systems, he's not thinking about that, pulling her back into that kiss as his fingers run up her body, just...studying it .

Noticing what gets a reaction.]

[system_dp]

[Never let her know about that, because Miria would do her darnest to prove that wrong!!

Oh but now there is kissing again, she's good with doing that. Although Trailcutter's wandering fingers earn some surprised and pleased sounds.

And that whole shaking with excitement thing is back too.]

[imatruck]

Alls good, he's getting into his own groove. It's so tight and warm. He's never felt something like it since the last couple seconds since he last thought about it.

But he reaches a point it gets too tight which brings him to stop.

"It's good so far, right?"