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FUCK THE TRUCK
WHO: Optimus Prime and WHOEVER
WHERE: City and BEYOND
WHEN: SEX POLLEN TIME
WHAT: This is what you wanted guys the chance to fuck Optimus Fucking Prime. Non smut is available too.
WARNINGS: SMUT SMUT SMUT TRUCK FUCKIN
[AROUND THE CITY.]
Something felt off, but it's one of those things where you don't really -know- what's off. You wake up one day and suddenly..you're far more energetic and restless than usual. And it's enough for Optimus to go out and about to wander. Not that it's doing much good--the exercise (if you can call it that) and the change of visual stimuli doesn't do a thing to calm his behavior.
What was this feeling?
It's arousal, Optimus. You know, that thing you absolutely NEVER FEEL because you legit forgot what it's like to do the do.
[WILDCARD]
[I legit forgot all my prompts so if you have something you want to do I'm totally okay with this.]
WHERE: City and BEYOND
WHEN: SEX POLLEN TIME
WHAT: This is what you wanted guys the chance to fuck Optimus Fucking Prime. Non smut is available too.
WARNINGS: SMUT SMUT SMUT TRUCK FUCKIN
[AROUND THE CITY.]
Something felt off, but it's one of those things where you don't really -know- what's off. You wake up one day and suddenly..you're far more energetic and restless than usual. And it's enough for Optimus to go out and about to wander. Not that it's doing much good--the exercise (if you can call it that) and the change of visual stimuli doesn't do a thing to calm his behavior.
What was this feeling?
It's arousal, Optimus. You know, that thing you absolutely NEVER FEEL because you legit forgot what it's like to do the do.
[WILDCARD]
[I legit forgot all my prompts so if you have something you want to do I'm totally okay with this.]
no subject
There an internal part of him that's quietly screaming at what was happening but it was a distant and mildly annoying noise that was lost under the heavy scrape of armor. He just knows he wants Optimus under him him, around him or in him, whatever way and any way he could have the mech as long as it was right fucking now.
The Sixer's pelvic armor snaps apart then, drawing a shocked gasp from the mech as his hard, hot cord slides against Optimus's cooler abdominal plates.