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

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

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.

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.

"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.

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.

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?"

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.

"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.

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?"

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!

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.

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.

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

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.

Well, she hasn't said anything so he's just assuming he's doing the right thing. The sigh is a good thing, right, as is her doing her own thing. Right??

He huffs at the movement, shifting slightly to allow her more room. His hands move too, sliding down to rest on the outside of her thighs.

OH GOD, he huffed and even though he shifted and moved his hands it's the huff that makes her stop. Oh god is she doing something wrong? Is he hurting? She's new to this don't scare her.

"A-ah .... Are you alright?" She asks, not moving again. ALL BECAUSE OF A HUFF.

"No, no! I'm fine. I just wanted to give you more space to do..." whatever the hell she's doing. "...your thing."

Your thing.

"... Sex," she mutters the one word, correcting Pipes while moving her hands back on his chestplate. And, well, she's going to start moving her hips again because damn the heat came back even in that brief pause.

"Uh huh."

Yep. That's what's happening. She's moving again, so. Glad to have that solved.

After a moment, Pipes finally seems to figure out her pattern and moves his hips with hers. Fuck yeah. LEARNING.

Thank goodness, while it's arousing as fuck her having to do all the work? Pipes finally making his own moves helps.

A lot, considering she's letting out a pleased moan. And Pipes will start to feel that she's certainly tight around him with each hip movement.

He has literally no basis for tightness levels, so he doesn't really think anything of it. The important thing is they are both enjoying it.

She made the noise again! He's totally got this down. He tries another thrust, this time making a bit more of an effort.

Hell yeah, effort. Effort will get Pipes far with Miria in this situation because she has just as much basis for this as he does.

And hey, the longer this goes the louder she gets. So Pipes must be doing something right.

Good, good.

He does it a few more times, seeing as it seems to be the Correct Thing To Do. That and it feels pretty good, too. Is this what the pollen wants? Better this than sacrifices to Unicron, he supposes.

Look at that, he can't help letting a little moan out himself! Gosh, this is so educational.

Sexducational, everybody learns. Via boners.

Oh boy, Pipes' moan seems to just set something off in Miria too. Because she's now gonna just, kiss his face plate once more while riding him like her life depends on it.

Oh, my.

He's still not sure why people keep trying to kiss his faceplate, but whatever. His hands move up to cup her head gently.

That works, right.

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