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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[imatruck]

Oh shoot! Falling over, not good. Grimlock reaches out to catch her with his hand. Whew, that could've been worse.

But she looked like she liked it. There's one burning question, though.

"...so is the armor part of you?"

[system_dp]

That is most certainly being caught before she can end up on the ground, which is good. And she totally likes it, even enough for her to not quite hear that Grimlock has asked her a question.

"Ah?" One moment, she shakes her head 'no'. She can take it off if that's what he wants.

[imatruck]

Grim stops grinding for a moment, just to study her armor. Now he's wondering just what exactly is in that armor.

"So...you can just...take it off?" his finger nudges at one of those seams, seeing if he can jimmy it off.

[system_dp]

Before she can reply he's nudging at her armour, which gets a small moan out of her since she's still keyed up. So instead of saying anything she just nods as she brings her hands down to do two things.

First get Grimlock to move his finger away so she can do the second which is take off the codpiece armour, which comes off with a click.

[imatruck]

Grim feels a thrilling shiver when he touches her with that reaction. He lets go to allow her to do what she needs to.

Once the codpiece comes off Grimlock tilts his head. "...huh. Guess we ain't that different."

[system_dp]

"Y-yeah I know..." She replies, and when she realizes she just said that she's just going to.

Hide her face in her hands, embarrassed. But hey, she's wet and ready for Grimlock if he wants to take this to the next step.

[imatruck]

"It's a good thing..." he assures, now getting flustered and heated all over again.

He nudges his spike against her wet spot, more than willing to get back into action. As if the engines purring and his hot face wasn't clue enough.

[system_dp]

She's still got her face in her hands, but that doesn't stop her from making a aroused sound at his spike pressing against her crotch. While she is wet, Grimlock is still a bit... Big.

But hey she's good with just him pressing against her, if the sounds she's starting to make are a good indication.

[imatruck]

It's ok, Grimlock's got this. He knows they got a big size difference going. Rather than hurt her, the mech just rubs his length against that area.

And so far it's good. Good enough to rock his hips in a gentle rhythm, his engines getting a good hum.

[system_dp]

Good thing he's got it, because Miria is just going to be making small 'ah's and moans. Still keeping her hands over her face because oh right.

They're outside while doing this and it's making this so much more arousing. And making her wetter with each movement of Grimlock's spike.

[imatruck]

He's glad to be doing something right. Her body against his spike just gives him a high comparable to punching.

Each thrust of his body makes his spike rub against her, her wetness allowing for an slicker bump and grind. He keeps groaning and shuddering each time, like a car ready to go.

[system_dp]

"M-more," she moans out that one word, finally moving her hands from her face to try and reach out to Grimlock.

She's so so close now, this is much better than the touching from earlier but she feels like something more is needed.

[imatruck]

He slows down when he hears that plea, seeing her reach out to him.

"More?" Let him think on that. Which is hard to do when you're enjoying yourself. "You...wanna hang...upside down...while we do it?"

[system_dp]

Okay that is... Miria has no idea how being upside down would do anything in this situation, so the slightly confused noise she makes at the question shouldn't be to surprising. That and she's made it between her pleasured sounds.


"I... ah...!" Whelp, and response she was going to give is lost because that slowing down has just sent her over her peak once more. Her whole frame stiffens as she's wracked by a pretty intense orgasm.

[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."

[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.

[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.