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[imatruck]

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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[imatruck]

[For doing this kissing stuff for the first time, he finds he has a good handle on it. His mouth tides over Sideswipe's, treating the red bot to a proper kiss.

He stops to make a satisfied grunt when he unlocks Sideswipe's panel. There he goes. Now Grim has to get his panel off. It doesn't take too long, just a minute of shuffling off before he gets his hands back on Sideswipe's hips. His own hips nudges against the other, finally getting the freedom he needed.]

[redshitlord]

[He has to twist himself in a weird arc for this -- to keep his hands pressed to the wall, for fear of his knees going too weak to stand, to keep his mouth pressed to Grimlock's and his hips grinding back. Good thing he's flexible.]

[Because all this feels incredible.]

[Whatever it is Grimlock is doing back there, he has no idea. He can't exactly turn fully around to look, but it makes heat pump harder through his systems, and he whines, more urgently. Squirming in the big bot's grip.]

[imatruck]

[Grimlock can appreciate how much work Sideswipe puts into kissing him in the same turn as he's grinding back into his hips.

All of it gives Grim a thrill that rips through his engines and cooling systems. It's not long when his spike pops out from its containing spot. He groans with relief, it nudging against Sideswipe.]

[redshitlord]

[He yelps a bit, shivering against the kiss, when he feels that odd sensation pressing against him. It's not bad. Not by any means. Just. Strange. Very strange. He squirms back against it again, testing.]

[As much as he likes it, he has no idea what's going on here.]

[imatruck]

[It's all experimenting for the both of them. Grimlock is going on principle of what feels good.

The mech lets his mouth linger before he comes up to grunt and rub against Sideswipe. This is supposed to do something, he knows that for sure...]

[redshitlord]

[At some point, the rubbing hits the spot. It's just a quick brush, a slight feeling of pressure, but it's there, and it has Sideswipe bucking in Grimlock's hold all the same.]

[Before he can process what's happened, he's trying to find it again, wriggling and pressing backward.]

[imatruck]

[For Grimlock he can sense he's doing something to the bot in his grip. He responds to Sideswipe in kind, rubbing against him, letting his mouth nuzzle into the other's neck.

It's a game of finding just what to do to make Sideswipe feel better, of getting into the right spot. Soon he connects again, winning a shuddering grunt from the big dinobot.]

[redshitlord]

[His head turns, inviting more of Grimlock's mouth. Gasping quietly when he finds cabling in his neck. It feels good. Very good.]

[And then he gasps again, more loudly, when Grimlock hits that spot again. This time, he freezes, trying to hold onto it, to make the sensation last longer.]

[imatruck]

[Grim happily takes that invitation, trailing his mouth over the cabling, nuzzling into it.

The bot grunts and rumbles when Sideswipe gets him to hold that spot. It's agonizingly pleasurable, like time has stopped. He grits his teeth with optics wide shut. He wishes this moment could never end.]

[redshitlord]

[Now, he knows for a fact he likes that. He likes that a lot. Arching his neck and back a little. All but groaning.]

[And then there's sudden, bizarre pressure in equipment he had no idea even existed. He jerks against Grimlock with a yelp, pulling his head away enough to stare up at him, wide-eyed.]

Wh...

[What's going on here.]

[imatruck]

[Grimlock's definitely into it. There's a moment of connection, a satisfying link for him.

But then he feels the jerk in Sideswipe, while it makes him groan out with pleasure before he looks at the other bot concerned.]

...you ok there?

[redshitlord]

I... I dunno. What's going. What're you doing...?

[But he really doesn't sound upset about it. He doesn't look like it, either. Arching his back, and pressing against Grimlock. He can feel that pressure still -- but it's not enough.]

[His body wants more of it. Immediately.]

[imatruck]

Somethin'...I think uh....are we fraggin'?

[Whatever it is, it feels great. He presses back, grabbing Sideswipe by the hips.

Course he nuzzles against the bot just to make sure he's doing it right.]

[redshitlord]

I... I dunno. You're -- don't stop.

[He really has no idea what's going on here. He just knows the pressure against him is moving in. And it feels even better. Huge, but good.]

[He squirms again, shuddering. Trying to urge him on.]

[imatruck]

Yeah....I can do that...

[Grimlock has a vague idea, but he doesn't care. He can just feel himself interlocking with Sideswipe.

He presses on, finding that pushing himself comes easily with each groan.]

[redshitlord]

Ok-- okay--!

[Except his voice rises sharply the more Grimlock pushes forward. He squirms, panting more harshly, his fingers digging into the wall a little. Honestly, he didn't think it was possible for something to go in there. Let alone for it to feel like this.]

[His hips twitch, legs shifting to splay out a bit more, in an attempt to compensate for what's working up into his internal parts.]

[imatruck]

[He has no worded response, just a hard grunt as he pushes himself into Sideswipe again. It's so fulfilling, filling the mech with himself.

He's holding onto Sideswipe like his life depended on it. He huffs and groans as he adds variation to his thrusts, making sure Sideswipe gets the best experience.]

[redshitlord]

[He yelps as Grimlock moves. A yelp that turns into a drawn-out cry, hopefully one that's more encouraging than anything. Because as much as it feels like his internals are getting parted to the limit... it feels good, too. Even if his parts have to shift around in order to accommodate all of Grimlock.]

[Tightening down around him even more as he works.]

[imatruck]

[He stalls only for a second until spurned on by Sideswipe's pleasured cry. It's so tight, he can barely get his own girth in there.

He shoves it in again, testing the limits of how much he can take in and out.]

[redshitlord]

[His body isn't sure if it can take more of it in -- he feels stretched and spread to the limit, the pressure inside bearing down on every single sensor he has. So it's no wonder when Grimlock starts moving that he can't hold onto his senses anymore -- there's a few sharp cries, his body bucking...]

[And then the energy rush pushes him into rigidity, gasping, shuddering, and pressed limply between the huge bot and the wall.]

[What the heck was that...]

[imatruck]

[A shockwave ripples from Sideswipe to Grimlock, making the bot buckle down and shove hisd length against the bot.

The bot's haunches tighten up along with his insides as he hits a peak unfelt in his life before. His pleasure reaches a crescendo, ending with a flare of electricity released from around his spike. The bot shoves hard again before crumpling against the very same wall.

Wow....]

[redshitlord]

[He cries out again as that last push hits something deep and sensitive. His whole body jerks one more time, before his legs practically give out. He's left holding onto the wall for support, braced between it and Grimlock.]

[And nothing more.]

[imatruck]

[Grimlock buckles over as he rides out that shockwave of pleasure. But he doesn't fall over. He's Grimlock, he's strong.

His big arms gently scoops Sideswipe by his waist, letting his faceplate hit the back of his neck cables, struggling to get his sense back to normal.]