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.

Comments

[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.

[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!"

[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?"

[system_dp]

All she does is nod, as she's biting her lower lip. Just a bit worried that if she opens her mouth to speak well...

The only sound she'll make is gasps and moans of pleasure. So, Grimlock is just getting a nod in reply.

[imatruck]

He's gonna take that as a right. Grimlock pulls more of himself out there, enjoying every inch he can get in his robot partner.

He pants and groans as he brings himself back into that same point, getting into a good rhythm to make sure Miria enjoys it as much as he does.

[system_dp]

Oh no, he started to move. Miria can't stop herself from moaning even louder now as she reaches out to just. Grab at whatever part of Grimlock she can get a hold of.

As really that is the most of what she can do, aside from the loud pleasures noises she's making.

[imatruck]

Woah there getting handsy are you? Ok just hold on tight. Grim likes the extra friction as he moves inside her a little more, toeing the line between wrong and just right.

His own noises are just sort of low grunts as he sits and bobs his own spike into the eager bot.