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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.]

Comments

[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.]