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Boom Boom Ackla Lacka Boom

WHO: Grimlock and WHOMEVER
WHERE: The City!
WHEN: Sex pollen!
WHAT: Open the door, get on the floor, everybody fuck the dinosaur
WARNINGS: Coming up on your mudflaps at 67, the truck fuck, the horizontal monster mash, the sex

[A. The City]

[When these plants started springing up, what was the dinobot's first instinct? Collect them, of course! Since when does Cybertron get metal flowers? It almost made up for the influx of little creepy animals appearing on this planet.

He gathers them up by the bunches, not bothering to notice the spores flying out everywhere with each bounce. Things had been a little awkward with him and Sideswipe and this would sure make things between them less tense!

But after a few minutes of directly sticking his face into these flowers, he started to feel...weird. It was like a combination of giddy, overheating, and sluggishness.

Grimlock staggers over to the nearest rock, refusing to let go of his quarry.]

Ugh...think I took some bad energon...

[B. Wherever--this is your Wildcard]

[Later on, the dinobot looks more...delirious, like he caught the whiff of some bad sulfuric acid. Grimlock totters back and forth, looking a bit preoccupied with urgent business, if not a little hot in the face. By which he means it feels like he's on fire.]

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[Grim wheezes, like he's melting with each word.]

Yeah...I need to get somethin' out, you know?

Lemme guess: gotta get your rocks off?

(No subtlety ever from this man, nope.

This ain't about rocks!

I got...needs.

[Grim that isn't what he meant.]

It's an expression, big guy. An expression about those kinds of needs.

You know. Those kinds.

(Hint hant.)

Ohhhhh...

So...I don't ask a lot of people this...specially humans but...

[It's past the I can't believe I'm doing this point and into no boundaries point.]

You wanna help me with my "rocks"?

(....

Did Dante want to spend his day jerking off a giant robot?

......)

...You know what? Sure. Let's go for it.

[Who wouldn't want to jerk off a dinobot? He spreads his legs for ease of access.]

You mean it?

Why not? Not everyday a robot asks you to help him bust a nut.

(The phrase...may mean something else to robots, given hardware knowledge, but he doesn't consider the possibility. Instead, he approaches the crotch plate and...isn't entirely sure what to do with it. He decides to cover the basics and feel him up as best he can. Note to self: consider turtle wax or Armor All.)

...please don't bust my nuts and bolts.

[The bot trusted Dante not to do so. Grimlock shimmies and shudders when the human feels him up. It made him hotter yes, but it helped to relieve that feeling.]

That's good...keep going...

(Well at least he figured out the first step. The encouragement is all Dante needs to keep himself going, a firmer touch meeting the dinobot's plating. He had to wonder if this was basically like groping someone with their clothes on. If he can worm his arm around that protective plate, then maybe he can get a bigger reaction out of the big guy. Dante keeps a lookout for such a spot while he gets more frisky.)

[Congrats on learning the ins and outs of robot sex Dante. The human in his lap sure figured his way around a crotch plate. He groaned, lying back and squirming. It felt so good, something had to give...and something finally did. With enough pressure, the plate retracted with a whirr before his spike popped out like a missile touching down unharmed. Now he was really keyed up.]

There it is...

There it is.

(And there it is. In fairness, Dante was expecting something big to match Grimlock's size, but that uhh....that's a lot to work with, simply put.

Consider him somewhat impressed.

Impressed enough that Dante may do the same to himself once he's wrapped things up here. It's easier said than done, considering he can barely wrap an arm around that spike. He makes the effort and treats it like his own...sort of. His hand gropes up the dinobot's length, getting a more firm grip near the tip.)

[Grimlock gives an embarrassed giggle, showing off his junk in an exhibitionist roll of his hips.

But that goes away once Dante starts to work him up. He goes along with it, idly humping Dante with a stream of grunts and moans.]

...you want some relief too little guy?

(Dante worked himself into a steady rhythm of groping and jerking, the dinobot's noises confirmation of the demon hunter's handiwork. He's very good with his hands.

The offer has him briefly pausing with consideration. It's a lot easier for the smaller one to work up the bigger one (so he thinks). The other way around? Possible, but Dante caught a glimpse of those claws.)

Wouldn't hurt. Unless you want it to.

(He teases with a coy smirk. Dante could handle the possible injuries, for sure. He'd simply rather not have to.)

[Grimlock's getting spoiled here, having this human jerking him off as he rolls against the movements.

Made sense to pay it back somehow, right? And this is coming from the too horny to no attempt portion of his mind.]

Don't worry...I'll make sure I treat you right...

(Those are strong words, Grimlock. Words that often lead to clothes being undone and someone being pinned against a wall. Part of that is true, with Dante shrugging and undoing his pants as if they weren't secured the whole time.)

Gotta be honest: I wanna see what you can do, big guy.

(As if jerking him off right then and there didn't reveal enough about him. Though...Dante certainly can't handle this thing without injury, but that doesn't mean he can't ride it in another way, right? Cue the half demon straddling that spike and riding bare back, his legs holding him steady. There are many, many jokes to be made here.)

[Well now he can say he's seen a human gone nude. He can't argue against it. Whatever gets the both of them off, right?

And now said human is riding his spike rodeo-style. There's something so laughably sexy about it, Grimlock can't stop himself from giggling when he gets into position. Ok, cowboy.]

You asked for it.

[His claws delicately form a barrier to keep Dante from falling off as he starts to jerk himself off, bringing Dante along for the ride. Oh boy.]

(There's something to be said about getting caught in the middle here. For once, Dante's wit has nothing to offer, leaving him to continue in silence. There's a surprising amount of gentleness he didn't expect from the robot; it doesn't pull him out of the mood, but it briefly catches his attention. It's quickly pulled away once Grimlock gets more involved and his own motions overtake Dante's.

If he weren't trying to jerk himself and Grimlock off at the same time, he'd probably be laughing at this. Hell, they'll probably laugh at this together when they're done. Until then, he's bouncing on the big guy's spike and groping when he's not holding on too tightly. Gotta be honest: if the premise wasn't keeping him hard already, the roughness would.)

[He may be rough and tumble, but there's something to be said about not squishing a little human. Then again, there's not much thought than making sure the sex partner isn't squished in the exchange.

Grim just likes back as he helps with their mutual masturbation. It felt good from the start but now that he's used to it, it makes a world a difference. His hands fiddle with Dante as a whole every which way he can without harming him.]

(Even with Dante's healing abilities as strong as they are, it's not impossible for risks of injury to make the hair on the back of his neck stand up. His body stiffens and lets itself be used by the dinobot, leaning back a bit as that claw brushes against his chest.

Thankfully, the smaller of the two is also getting used to this setup and leans back, groping the base of the spike. Even the bigger ones have weakspots, he's learned in his career; it's just a matter of finding them.)

[So tiny and soft, that's why Grimlock knows to exercise just a bit of caution. He can imagine Bee admonishing him but it doesn't bother him.

The bot handles him like a little stretch armstrong. He ruts against the human's touch, grunting. Looks like he would find a weak spot soon.]

(It's admittedly tricky, reaching back to fiddle with the dinobot's length and wiring while keeping himself seated, but if there's one thing Dante lives for, it's making the tricky stuff look easy.

Not that it's any easier on him, however, with his own cock throbbing and ready to go. He only needs a little more time to make Grimlock finish first, he tells himself. The rest will come naturally.)

[The guy's got skills, that much he can say. He rolls into it, his fans getting jittery while he picks up the pace.

He watches Dante, making sure he's enjoying it just as much. Maybe he should compliment him.]

Hey, good job there...

(Oh, he's definitely enjoying it. Through the occasional grunt and bated breath, he's having a gay ol' time. He shakes his head.)

Job's not done yet.

(He still has a robot to jerk off, after all. Dante's hips clench and his body heats up in its own way while he's reaching for one of the wires within arm's reach.)

[He'll say. Grimlock pumps against Dante faster with this human bunching against him. But what really sets him over the edge is Dante touching that wire.

Something's building up, the fact he's jerking up hard in the human's touch while his spike lights up is a good sign of that.]

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