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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[system_dp]

Oh Pipes, what you don't know. Apparently even humans made it so their killer death machine can do that sort of thing, just she never felt a need to do so. Until recently.

"Oh, then would you like me to fly you there? It would be quicker," she is just offering to be nice, and well... She doesn't want him to go away?

Cause dammit Pipes, she's got that hot feeling again and it's his fault.

[planate]

HUMANS!!

"Ah... hah. I'll pass. For now. Maybe I can ride you some other time! Um. Stand on."

He puts a hand on her shoulder. "Thanks, though."

[system_dp]

Her face flushes as soon as Pipes' hand is on her shoulder, and how had she not noticed how cute he is until now? Maybe it's because she's never looked at him so close before now but....

Hope he doesn't mind her just kind of leaning in a planting a kiss on that faceplate, because that is what one does in this situation. Right?

[planate]

It surprises him, because he doesn't have a mouth. And she does. And her mouth is now on his faceplate.

This is weird, but also good. He concentrates on the good more than anything else. He can't help it.

It's about now Pipes realises he has no idea what to do. He cautiously puts a hand on Miria's waist. Is that right? Who knows, not him.

[system_dp]

Don't worry, Miria doesn't have much more of an idea about this then Pipes. So when she feels that hand on her waist?

She pulls back just a little.

"... I am. Um. Sorry."

[planate]

"It-- it's fine. Really. It's fine."

Pipes feels a brief flash of guilt, mostly because of Mayday, but the pollen effects dissipates it fairly quickly.

[system_dp]

"Pipes is sure?"

Miria only feels awkward, and turned on, right now. And awkward.

But mostly turned on.

"This... I," how to say this. "I need help, Pipes."

[planate]

That makes two of them.

Pipes takes her hands, because he is fucking romantic.

"It's okay. If... I'm honest, I think I do, too."

Let's bang.

[system_dp]

Oh no, oh no. Hand holding. If Miria had panties they would be dropped right now.

Instead she's just going to try and pull Pipes towards somewhere more private then where they are right now.

Hell yeah, let's knock boots.

[planate]

SO LEWD!!

Pipes follows, starting to get all giddy. Oh, gosh! He's going to get laid! He thinks!

[system_dp]

Too bad Miria isn't an expert on this kind of thing, because she has no idea what she's doing. Which should be obvious when she stops after a bit and awkwardly looks around.

"Um I... ah, don't," fumbling with her words here. "Know where we should..."

HELP PIPES SENPAI, pick a place to get laid.

[planate]

He looks around hesitantly, up and down the street before... pushing the nearest door open.

"This is good." Also, deserted. Maybe.

[system_dp]

HEY it's not outside, so she doesn't care if there is someone else in there. Because she is just going to try and drag Pipes inside now and find a clear spot to sit.

Or fuck, or sit and fuck. God, her body feels to hot with even this slight delay.

[planate]

He allowed himself to be dragged. Resisting is really not an option at this point.

There's a good space and the building is very obviously deserted. This is the perfect location, it's quiet and sheltered.

...And then Pipes trips on one of the cracks in the floor and faceplants quite spectacularly.

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"Ah, Pipes!" She let's out a worried squawk when he faceplants, especially since she had been dragging him still.

So it's only through dumb luck that she didn't go down with him. Instead she is going to try and help him back onto his feet.

Or on his back, if he wants to just get started right here.

[planate]

Good job he didn't pull her down with him!

Instead, he pulls her onto him from his sitting position. Holy shit he is so goddamn smooth.

[system_dp]

She is pulled, in the most ungraceful way, onto him.

Well, this is certainly a thing. She's just going to place a hand on his chest now and...

"S-so. Now?"

[planate]

This is a mess. They can only hope no-one sees.

"I... think so."

A pause.

"I have no idea what to do now."

Teach him what you learned from First Aid, Miria.

[system_dp]

"O-oh, ahm...."

Right so, she's sort of going to awkwardly fumble a bit, bringing her hands down to the armour that covers her groinal area. And there is an audible click, looks like that part actually comes off, and she's just gonna...

Take that off, which if Pipes does care to look she's certainly not very Cybertronian like down there.

[planate]

Honestly, he's not entirely sure what it should look like. Does it have teeth or spikes? No? Then it's fine, for all he knows.

Jokes on you, pal. Pipes can do his WIRELESSLY. His panel pops open and yep. That sure is a robot dong.

He goes to put his hands on Miria's waist but... hesitates.

"I still have no idea what to do. Just-- let me know if anything happens you don't like, okay?"

[system_dp]

That is most certainly a robot dong, and a pretty fine one in Miria's opinion. Which she doesn't voice because Pipes is saying things and is hesitating.

Gosh, maybe she should acknowledge what he's saying.

"I... I will." Now stop putting this off and start getting her off, Pipes!

[planate]

Has Miria really seen enough robot dongs to judge. Why would she put him on the spot like that. Awful.

It's very tempting to just close his eyes and shove it in, hoping for the best.

Instead, Pipes finally actually puts his hands on Miria's waist lightly (is that even where they go? Damned if he knows) and presses in, equally gently.

Let's get this fucktrain on the fucktracks.

[system_dp]

MORE THAN PIPES HAS, probably. She has probably seen more dong then Pipes by now.

But hey, there are his hands on her and the whole finally getting his dick in her. Which gets Pipes a pleased moan from Miria because fina-fucking-ly, the feeling of him in her is most certainly helping.

Make her feel less like she needs to go down to bonetown, that is.

[planate]

Okay. Pipes isn't really sure what he expected to happen and realises he has no idea what to do now. Not that that's really a change of pace.

The noise Miria makes sounded good, though. It made him feel good, so maybe it was the right thing? Oh, god, if this is hurting her and it's making him feel good he'll punch himself in the face.

He blows a puff of warm air out his vents then makes the SMALLEST AND MOST PATHETIC attempt at a thrust ever. Pipes you are awful at this

[system_dp]

That is sad and pathetic. Thank goodness Miria doesn't have that much experience with this to be able to tell how sad that thrust is. And hey, she did say she'd let him know if he does anything she doesn't like! So trust her on this.

Especially as she is taking that small little thrust as a signal, as she sighs and starts moving on her own. Just gonna be riding Pipes' pipe since he's being too slow.