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TFP Theory: the Vents

I personally find the face vents of Transformers pretty fascinating. Like the ones Optimus and Starscream have.

Which doesn’t really look like part of their disguises really.

So does these face vents have any actual functions to their biology? Why are they there?

And why only a few of them have it and not everyone? I think these two are the only ones in the show who have them. And we see in Arcee’s Tailgate flashbacks, she used to have one, too.

(“Predatory”, Season One Episode Twelve)

But not anymore

(“Predatory”, Season One Episode Twelve) And we know that Transformers don’t need oxygens according to Bulkhead in “Rock Bottom”, Season one Episode 19, so why do some even have a vent in the first place?

Now, hear me out. Because I have an idea.

So, the grills on actual cars are there to be used to cool down its internal engines, so I think maybe, for the Transformers, it works the same. Ratchet and Bulkhead also got belly grills so those probably act the same too, and not just part of their disguise.

Maybe some Transformers, not all, would experience overheating when stressed out. So they need bigger vents, closer to their face so it can bring the cool air to their brain faster, help them calm down when they overheat. It could be that they overheat when under stress, and thus become uncomfortable, distraction, and more stressed out. And when they got a vent to keep away those heat, it can make them more comfortable and calm.

So it is like a soothing mechanism for some transformers I think. Beside I bet the hearing the blowing of wind by their face constantly can also feel comfortable sometimes.

That would explain a lot because Optimus got the biggest vents of all, and he totally needs them for all the stress he’s been through, and maybe this is even one of the main reason why he’s still relatively calm despite everything.

Starscream’s is obviously not big enough.

Maybe Ratchet and Bulkhead’s belly grills also works the same. But it surly didn’t help Ratchet much. Or those could just be disguises.

And as for Arcee, I can totally imagine that she had her mood swings and grumpiness even before Tailgate’s death, and got a vent to help herself be kind of nicer and calmer. But After Tailgate’s death she sealed her vent off with that diamond shape shield on her horn, because she wanted to use her anger to revenge and didn’t want to be calm anymore.

MY GRANDMA SAID HE LOOKED CUTE😭😭😭 LIKE LOOKING AT THE EASTER BUNNY

What I think Team Prime's favorite music is, which may or may not be guilty pleasure for some

He listens to country while alone

Optimus Prime:

Oppi feels a little younger secretly turning on his radio and letting whatever country song play as background music when he wants to decompress.

Beatles. I saw this in another post, and I very much agree that every time the others are on a mission, he puts the Beatles on blast. But only on weekdays, he can't have the kids knowing.

He feels guilty listening to country music because some songs have səxual undertones or swears in the lyrics, but also, he's a Prime. And as Arcee once said, "Primes don't party." But this Prime likes country. And he'll be damned if he can't milk every second of country soundtrack drives.

Ratchet

He wouldn't be caught dead listening to music because he knows that at least one will never let him live it down

Ultra Magnus

Brittany Spears. He'd listen to her music when he's alone and at a low volume because "he's a commander and he shouldn't be listening to music", but he does.

He may listen to a few country songs or sea shanties every now and then, but he mainly listens to Brittany Spears.

If there's a remix he seems interested in, he'll listen to it. Half the time he likes them, and the other half he wishes it never disgraced his audials.

He would never listen to Scream-o or Thrash Metal. He does not like how it makes his audials ring, and Miko blasts that shit.

He only let a Brittany Spears song play in front of others once, and it was when Miko blasted her Metal

Wheeljack

He likes a variety of rock and metal, and he also listens to some old Japanese songs mainly for the melody.

His favorite metal genre is Industrial Metal. An example is a German band called Rammstein, though they do mix a few elements of other genres.

He also likes the hot mess /pos of bands like Queen. The mixing of various genres, especially Opera. The best example of this is Bohemian Rhapsody.

If it's a hot mess and sounds good for what sounds like ten different tunes with just slightly off lyrics (I'm just rambling), there's a good chance he'll like it

Bulkhead

He likes Scream-o and Metal genres like Thrash, Heavy, and Death. It's all account on Miko.

Thanks to her, if Bulkhead decides to play music, it's gonna be loud, it's gonna sound raspy like a smoker of 40 years, and he's gonna jam out while everyone else has to suffer.

He doesn't play it as loud as Miko does, but it's still loud enough for Ratchet to fail to focus and for Ultra Magnus to have a ringing in his audials.

Arcee

She doesn't listen to much. She lacks a radio, so all music she hears is either from June, Jack, Miko's guitar, Raf, or literally anyone else who puts on music via a radio.

She doesn't have strong feelings for songs or one particular music genre. If she likes it, she likes it.

Though if she has to pick someone to blast their favorite music, she'd pick Bumblebee over everyone else. His choice isn't loud or disruptive.

Smokescreen

Soft rock, pop, and hip hop. While he still prefers some old Cybertronian songs over Earth music, he loves to sing along to music he puts on his radio.

He tends to keep it low so he doesn't disappoint Optimus or get scolded by Ultra Magnus. Technically, he never got caught by either of them, he still is scared.

Bumblebee

He likes creators like Lady Gaga and Kesha. Throw in some rap songs here and there, and he's jumping with choreography with purr good vibes.

He would put on literally any song that is nothing but good beats and vibes to him. Prime examples are Cake By The Ocean, Moves Like Jagger, Party Rock Anthem, etc.

He tends to prioritize songs that feel good over meanings, He does know the meanings of some songs, he just ignores them.

I'm drawing all of TFP Team Prime in ✨️Linguini✨️ starting with Ultra Magnus :3 the sketch pictures are below the cut and what I mean by linguini if you didn't guess already!

Linguini is lingerie in Weird language.

Here's height comparison

I might go with something different, but I would like to hear others opinions to help

@manhattan-gamestop couldn't find the post so I screenshoted it. Uh anyways

Completed artwork

I might go with something different, but I would like to hear others opinions to help

I might go with something different, but I would like to hear others opinions to help

This is my OC, I am making a re-draw of her. I'll do little drops of her lore later :3

If there's someone out there who likes TFP Mags as much as I do, can you write a silly crack thing about Ultra Magnus?

Its about how Ultra Magnus is starting to aroused by everything around him and he decides to go to the washracks in hopes that a cold shower can help him but it backfires and he yells (bc he thinks he's alone, but he's kinda not) "PRIMUS DAMNIT WHY IS EVERYTHING MAKING ME HORNY!?" I'd think it's be funny. Bonus if someone helps him. All because he's been alone for too damn long in space fighting a war

Colors!!

WHOOOO! Draw pad's fixed :3

Got more progress!!

Doing the pin-up trend with Ultra Magnus

What if Ultra Magnus' big ass shoulders are removable or retractable. Cuz ain't that shit uncomfortable???? Cuz I would find it so

Just drawing clothes, what u doin?

Bee felt unsure about this,but he was the one to suggest it. Luckily, Grim would not go through this unless he gave his consent through words. They also have a safe word, so if Bee or Grim wanted to stop at any point in time, they just have to say it and they'll stop.

Bee was lying down, aft up, face down on his sheeted berth. His valve exposed to the hungry dinobot behind. Grimlock has done this many times before, licking his valve and eating him out. But this time, it's different. Bee knows what's coming next, and he is kind of ner- " O-oohhh frag.. nnng!" Grimlock's glossa swirled inside of his valve. Bee wants to look back, see what's happening but he doesn't like the look of himself looking so weak and vulnerable to ANYONE, it's doesn't matter, he always feels some slight uncomfortability. But he loves the feeling of being eaten out by Grim. Bee may not be into big bots, but he does love big, protective softies, like Grim.

"Aaahh... Primus" as Grim keeps swirling his glossa in and out as far as it can go, he teases Bee's anterior node. Just slightly putting pressure on it and moving two clawed digets around it. Be wants more of that feeling. Feeling of being eaten out and his node being rubbed sore. He craved more of it. Bee tries to buck his hips into the touch but, instead, gets none. Grim moves his head away from his dripping valve and his servo moves to his aft, cupping it slightly. Bee glares daggers at him, wondering why he withdrew from his entrance. "Why'd you stop?" Bee asked breathlessly, panting. "I mean, you are kinda needy for an overload. Why do you want it now, when you can have it later? While on my spike." Bee doesn't like it when Grim denys him an overload. "If you want it, you gotta beg for it." Grim moves his servo right above his valve but moves his other one to hold Bee in place. If Bee wanted this, he's gonna have to beg for it. "Nng! Please Grim... please" Grim knows what he wants, but he wants to hear him say it. "Please what? " Please... frag me Grim.. nn!" That's all he needed to hear. Grim slowly eases a diget into his valve, careful not to hurt him. As Grim reached his knuckle, he pulled out until his diget tip remained and thrust it back in. He kept this up at a fast pace, and he was rewarded with a variety of moans and whimpers from his sparkmate.

"Enjoying yourself Bee?" He was answered by a loud moan that escaped his throat. "Aah! Unn... Hah!" Such sinful sounds. Bee felt like he was close and as he was about to go over the edge Grim moves away. Now Bee is left panting, wondering why he left. But before he could ask, he could hear a slightly hiss. "You ready Bee?" Bee looked over and saw Grim's spike. Oh... that's why. Bee nodded a little too eagerly. Grim slowly breeched passed the swollen lips of his valve. "Aaahh... G-grim..! Nnnggh!" Grim kept slowly entering in until he was fully inside.

"O-ohh..." The two were still. No matter how many times they do this, Grimlock will always give Bee a few minutes to get used to it. When Bee had accomodated to Grimlock's girth, he gave the go ahead and the dinobot slowly started to thrust in and out of the yellow mech's valve. "Aah ah- o-ohh.. Primus Grim..." Once the larger mech had found a rhythm he sped up s little bit. "Aaahh! Frag.. Nngh..!" Bee moaned and whimpered and panted more and more and louder and louder as Grimlock picked up the pace. "Ah..! N-nngh! Hah.. hah.. mmn G-grim.. AH! m-more..." He pleaded. The smaller mech heared a deep, low almost predatorial growl from the bigger mech. The vibrations went through every bit of his frame and he picked up the pace more and more till they were hard and rough. Bee's moans grew louder and louder, if they haven't sound-proofed Bee's quarters the entire scrapyard could hear how Grimlock could reduce the lieutenant to a moaning, begging mess. When Grimlock's growls sounded deeper and more possessive, Bee knew he was close and so was he.

"A-AAH! G-GRIM! I-I'MAAH!! C-CLOOAAAH!" He couldn't finish his sentence because of how rough the taller mech was. Pounding him into the berth, fragging him silly. What would happen if he was in alt-mode? Could Bee survive that? He would be sore as slag though, he knew that much. Grim growled in response, agreeing that he is too close to his overload. "AAAHH! AH! U-UGH G-GAAAHH!!" Bee couldn't hold back any sounds. It's just too much. The rough, hard and fast thrusts of his sparkmate, the vibrations from above and the feeling of an overload. Bee's came first, when he climaxed, his inner walls clenched down, spasming and twitching. Grim soon followed after, thrusting a few more times before he overloaded inside his leader.

When they both came down from their high, the green mech transformed into his dino-mode. Bee looked behind him, just for a moment to see that his glossa is already hovering over his valve. His face dove into his pillow when that insanely large appendage licked over the surface of his swollen valve. He lapped at his entrance until Bee was begging for more. Bee doesn't like to beg, it's just not quite what he's into but when he's being fucked silly, he'll beg for more. "G-grim... Ah-! Please... p-please..." He said between breathless pants. The dinobot obliged and his thick glossa breached passed the wet lips of his hole and started to swirl inside until he was at his ceiling node and then some, the rest was stuffed inside of his gestation chamber. The fact that his glossa was able to reach that far was impressive, or was it amazing? Bee can't describe they feeling in his gut from the fact.

As bphis next overload started to build up, his thick glossa retreated back to it's owner. The smaller mech let out a whine of disappointment from the loss, but... this is it... this is what Bee wanted to try. No turning back now. He thought to himself as he looked up to see Grim trying to look down. Before he started to frag him, waited to see if he still wanted to do this. "It's okay, Grim.. you can go." Though the green dino mech would still stop if Bee said the safe word, he won't go gentle.

Grim's large spike was released from it's casing and pressurized in an instant. The green bot moved to insert his tip into the smaller's stretched out valve. He went in slow. At first, this felt amazing to Bee, the sheer girth of it felt good, almost overwhelming, until it did. When it got about half way in, it became too much for him. "AAAHH- W-WAIT!! AH-!" He stopped and waited for the go ahead or to be told to get out, he was ready for either one. Once Bee had accomodated to the much bigger shaft, he gave the green light. "Y-you can go..." Grim continued to enter Bee and stop when it had gotten too much, but as he went further in, lighting up all of his nodes, stops became less frequent.

It wasn't until his spike reached his gestation chamber when he realized just how big he was, he thought it was just a little bigger, only size difference was that it had more girth, and he didn't realize that the texture was different too, it's much more rough, and the bio-lights bulged out more. Guess he was too lost in pleasure to notice. Bee was knocked out of his thoughts when the large appendage entered his gestation tank and filled him up to the brim. He didn't stop till he was full sheathed inside of his warm, tight valve. He gave Bee a few more minutes to accommodate to his size.

When Bee was writhing underneath him, he started to move. Slowly at first, careful not to hurt him but when rhythm was found and care was lost, he started to pick up the pace rapidly. "AAAHH!! AH AH HAH A-AAH!! F-FUCK GRIM AH!" All Bee could make were loud moans and needy whimpers and curses while Grim started to frag him senseless. Grim's thrusts became rough and hard and fast and rapid and too much for Bee to handle. The pleasure was overwhelming, so much so that when Grim's spike twitches even just a little against his g-spot or ceiling node, he starts to see stars. And Bee underestimated how long his mate could go, and the yellow mech could feel his overload build up at an alarming rate, but Grim isn't fazed at all when it came crashing down on Bee. Bee's overload was one hadn't felt before, his valve gushed out more transfluid than usual. Well, it wasn't all transfluid, lubricant was leaking out too.

Bee feels limp and so overstimulated that he can't even make a coherent sound any more. Bee is way past his limits and he can't do anything as his whole frame is sore, but in a good way. But soon Grim had to overload, he hold it back forever. And as if his thrusts couldn't get any more rough, they did, and faster and harder and much, much more rapid. Bee's moans went up a notch to the point where his throat hurts. It was sore. Very sore and he was about to overload again but more powerful. Grim was also close, his growls were deep and needy. Grim thrusted a couple of times before he was fully set inside of the warm and tight cavern that was his lieutenant's valve. When his mate's climax hit, he was filled up to what his body will allow.

Bee wondered why his overload lasts longer in dino mode that bipedal? Oh... He thought, Grim's spike inflated, actually, a part inflated. His knot. And more transfluid came out and tried to make room in his already full valve and chamber. Bee's pants and whimpers went from pure pleasure and need to panic. His abdominal plating started to swell. He thought he might get knocked up after this. What will his team think? What will Optimus think? Will they hate him? Will Bee's worst nightmare come to life? What would happen? When the swelling stopped and the started to deflate, so did Bee's panic. Well... not all of it but down to a manageable level and where he can feel the pleasure start to take place again.

"You okay Bee?" Grim asked, wanting to know if he hurt him or not. "I'm... I'm okay, Grim just... tired." Grim nuzzled his helm onto the smaller mech's in a way to try and comfort him. Grim then started to move, slowly moving out of his mate's warm, and not-so-tight cavern. His spike came out with a slick pop and transfluid started to gush out, having no room left. Bee started to push down on the uncomfortable bulge is his stomach. Trying to get rid of as much fluid as possible. Grim helped by using his maw to push from different angles.

When it nothing would come out, Grim transformed back into root mode and nuzzled close to his lover. Bee returned the gesture and started to cuddle with him. I'll clean up later...

A fanfic I made on ao3

Everyone was sitting in a circle. Well, almost everyone. Ultra Magnus, Miko, Jack, Raf and Ratchet weren't there. Ratchet had work to do in medbay, Magnus simply didn't want to participate and the kids had to go home for the night. But other than that everybody was sitting in a circle playing truth or dare.

"Bee, T or D?" It was Arcee's turn to ask

*TRUTH!!*

"Why do you like that video game so much?"

...

*It's just fun idk why*

"Ok, Bee. Your turn now"

*... AC-12, Truth or Dare?*

"Dare"

*Next time we see Knock Out, insult him to see his reaction*

"Alright, alright good one Bee, my turn.. uuuhhhh.... Optimus! Truth or Dare?" AC said in a somewhat sing-song tone, having something up her non-existent sleeve. Optimus took some time to choose. Took a minute but he made up his mind

"I choose dare," Optimus, with a innocent, kind expression turned to confusion when she took a little but more time just so she can catch him off guard with her dare.

"I dare you to put on an outfit of my choosing while in a closet with another bot" AC had a devilish, sinister look. A little worried and curious, Optimus followed into her room and waited by the door. Meanwhile, Athena convinced Smokescreen to follow her. "Come on~" she almost sang her words.

Smokescreen was locked in a storage closet that is ever so conveniently connected to AC-12's quarters.

"WHAT THE- " shoved into a closet by himself is one thing but being in a closet with Optimus is another.

"Smokescreen?! Are you alright..." his words trailed off to nothing realizing what he was in.

He was in an explicit bunny suit.

Both Smokescreen and Optimus were silent, both for the same reason. Optimus was in an explicit outfit inside of a closet with a younger member of the team.

"Uhmm... is this apart of the dare or..." Smokescreen tried break the silence but it ended in even more silence from Optimus.

...

The silence felt kind of suffocating. Smokescreen wanted to scream 'what the fuck-'. Seems human swear words are sticking to him. Optimus decides to break the awkward silence between them.

"Smokescreen, are you alright? You seem embarrassed." *WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT OPTIMUS?!* He mentally cursed at himself for asking a DUMB question. Smokescreen didn't realize there was a light energon blush across his faceplates

"Y-yea I'm fine... just- uuhmmm..." Optimus must have been thinking the same thing, "The outfit of Centarus' choosing, yes... but we are here for just around 20 Earth minutes." As if that's gonna help.

...

Here is the awkward silence again! But with a hint of arousal as Smokescreen's optics traveled around Optimus' frame all around until he met his modesty panel just barely even covered with the fabric. 'Scrap' internally cursing and scolding himself for thinking about it. He thought his modesty panel and his hips and chest looked slightly provocative and hot in the bunny suit. Optimus might have noticed as his cheeks started to turn neon as well.

"Uh... Smokescreen... what are you doing?" Shit- "OH- uhh... uhm... I- um- don't- knoww...?" OH MY FRAGGING PRIMUS!! I AM SUCH A GLITCH Smokescreen cursed at him mentally.

Optimus took a little time to think about his next words because he didn't want to make things worse than they already are. "Well... umm... your- uhmm- I saw your optics, uhmm, eye at- my.... uhm- body" Well now I've made it worse! Way to go Optimus!! Way to fraging go. It seems both were internally cursing at themselves as there was more awkward silence with a hint of arousal and a strong tinge of embarrassment.

The embarrassment in the room was strong you almost smell it. Both Optimus and Smokescreen were far too embarrassed to even make a click because of the slightly aroused air sitting between them. But what's even worse is that Smokescreen could feel his spike up against his modesty panel and his valve aching for some form of friction.

Meanwhile Optimus is cursing himself silently because his valve also craves for friction. Both want to frag but both know that it is kinda wrong and they don't know if the other is fine with fraging just this once. Smokescreen, not liking the silence, speaks up.

"Soo... uhmm what are you gonna do after this??" Damn it me!! "I do not know."

Meanwhile, in AC's room, her and Athena are silently giggling and just waiting for action, they planned this just ever so perfectly for them to be awkward dorks who don't wanna do it. "Hah! They think they're gonna stay there for 20 minutes?? Pfft hilarious" Athena nodded in agreement to AC-12's statement. Both giggled slightly in excitement, waiting for one to pull the trigger.

In the closet, however, Smokescreen is now muttering curses to himself and did not realize till Optimus spoke up, "What did you say, Smokescreen? I couldn't hear you." Smokescreen didn't respond as his arousal is getting strong and starting to cloud his senses.

"Smokescreen? Are you okay? I think you're overheating!!" Smokescreen, unintentionally, makes a needy whimper.

When Smokescreen realized, his entire face went a deep, energon blue along with Optimus'.

"Uuhhh... umm... I- did not mean to doo... that.." his faceplates a neon energon color, become even deeper, if that's possible, along with Optimus.

"I- uhm- S-smokescreen, um- w-wha..? Uhm-" Optimus, struggling to find the right words to say, constantly opens and closes his mouth a few times just to settle on being silent in trying to not make things more awkward, failing.

While these two are horny, embarrassed messes AC and Athena are giggling and waiting for things to happen. "When will they FUCK?!" Athena asks impatiently. "Soon, girly, soon." ... "Wanna shove them on top of each other?" "YES!" While AC and Athena whisper and wait and plan something Smokescreen is trying not to whimper AGAIN. "Smokescreen, are you okay? You are awfully quiet." Optimus asks with concern laced into his voice, 'cause he has been very quiet after he made a very embarrassing, high-pitched sound. "HUH?! Oh, yea I-I'm fine." Then Optimus got shoved from the door connecting the closet and AC-12's room.

Optimus lands on top of Smokescreen, right on his array. Both Optimus and Smokescreen are as blue and neon as can be with their interface panels touching and hot from arousal.

Optimus, array touching Smokescreen's can't hide his humiliation. Smokescreen looks up to see a very neon Optimus. Both wanna get off but they can't find the will to do so. "U-uhh.. Op...ti...mus..?" Optimus, snaps back to reality and looks down, unintentionally slightly grinds his array against Smokescreen's. Both end up making a high-pitched sound, almost like a squeak of arousal. Smokescreen's louder than Optimus'. Optimus opens and closes his mouth several times, trying to find words but can't get them out.

Smokescreen looks around, doesn't know why but he does. Just to look at anything other than his idol. Meanwhile, AC and Athena are just sitting by the door, waiting. And it seems luck is on their side as Smokescreen gathers up whatever courage he has to speak of the heat between them.

"Um, Optimus, your, uh, panels is kinda warm, you ok?" He tries his best to looks just even a little smug, but behind it just nothing but embarrassment. Optimus, gets even more neon so much so, that his shoulders start to have a tinge of blue to them. "U-uhh.. p-pardon?" "Yeah, your, uh, array feels hot, are you alright?" Smokescreen, now have even more confidence, waits for his response, having his own up is non-existent sleeves.

... Silence takes over once more but the arousal is stronger and the embarrassment starts to fade away just ever so slightly. Optimus, feel so embarrassed yet so horny and turned on by this, he can't quite say anything. All he does is stare back at Smokescreen and see his expression of confidence and some slight embarrassment. He tries to say something but fails, as if though his words are caught in his voice box, his throat and he can't force them out.

Smokey, seeing this continues, "Would you like some help with your problem, Sir?" Now that almost made him rev his engine, he called him Sir, and not so innocently. There was lust intertwined in his words, and kinda likes it. Optimus is now fantasizing at what he can do to him, filthy fantasies. "Optimus? Your getting hotter. Your fans are on." He didn't know when his fans clicked on but they did, and he wants, needs relief of the uncomfortable, wet feeling in his valve. "S-smokescreen.." he wants to say he wants it, but doesn't want to sound so needy, like sparkling for energon. Smokescreen, looking for an answer, doesn't quite do anything, yet. "U-uhm.. p-please..." His attempt at sounding not as needy for friction, ultimately fails as he's very, very turned on and needy and wanting some form of friction.

"You seem like you can use some help down there Optimus." Scrap, his voice sounded hot, but also yet a little cocky but just ever so slightly. He very slightly grinds his hips into Optimus' and is rewarded by a very soft, yet needy moan, "Ngh!" Optimus wants to say something but Smokescreen is still lightly grinding his panels into his and he can't think straight. "O-ohh..." Optimus bites his bottom lip plates to try and muffle the sounds he keeps on making, but when he does, Smokescreen stops.

Optimus wants more, he tries to satisfy himself by moving his hips but Smokescreen stops him, he grabs his hip plates, ultimately leaving his idol horny and upset that he can't get release. "S-smokescreen... nng... please... let- u-Ah!" Smokescreen move both his and Optimus' hips into each other just a little. "EEEEEEEEEEE! ATHENA! LOOK LOOK LOOK LOOK LOOK!!" AC whisper-yells. "Yesss!!" Both of the girls are happy SOMETHING is happening and they get to watch.

"Sir, I can't help you if you can't tell me what you want~? Okay, noe Smokey has fuckin gone cocky as fuck but yet, Optimus can't quite find the energy to say anything about it. But he does have the energy to do is show him what he wants. Optimus raises himself up a little just ever so slightly, it could be barley noticeable, and he retracts his modesty panel to expose his dripping wet mess of a valve, his valve started lubricating a little bit ago but when you are turned on to the max, you get really wet.

Smokescreen notices and looks down, seeing all of the lubricant coming out of his valve. Hoping that he'll retract his panels Optimus tries to grind his hips into Smokescreen's but fails as Smokescreen catches him. Instead, he moves Optimus off of him and places a diget right on the outer folds of his valve. Waiting for consent, Optimus nods saying he can, he shoved his diget in just slightly to work his way in and stretch him out a little. Although he isn't quite big, both know it's been awhile since the last time Optimus has done this and there with still be some slight tinge of pain to it.

"O-ohh.. hah" when Smokescreen's diget is halfway in, he pulls is out and thrusts it back and repeats this over and over again. "Oh... Ah" panting, Optimus slowly starts to grind his hips into Smokescreen's diget, "N-nnggh! Ahh!" Smokescreen adds another diget and slowly starts to scissor him open. This rewards him with more moans and sounds of pleasure while also getting louder. "A-aahh! Oh...nn" Smokescreen then shoves his digets in deeper, and hits one of many nodes in his valves. "GAH-AHH!" He focuses on that one spot and assaults it. Optimus throws his helm back. Oral lubricant starts to drip down the corner of his mouth, and to Optimus' surprise, Smokescreen, taking a risk, puts his mouth on Optimus'. Optimus returns the gesture and kisses him back. Smokescreen then withdrawals his digets and breaks the kiss.

"Ahh... Smokescreen? Why'd you stop?" It's a small break of silence till Smokescreen opens up his panel. "Oh..." Again, Smokey isn't what some would call impressive, he's about average for someone his age, but Optimus isn't a size queen and really care. Optimus then slowly goes down, wanting to see it up close and maybe even have a little taste but he doesn't do it unless it's okay with Smokescreen. He looks up silently asking for permission. Smokescreen doesn't quite want to just yet, instead he asks Optimus if he can open his panel. A little confused he does and his spike pressurizes right in front of him.

Smokescreen, just stares at it. A few moments go by and Smokescreen snaps out of the trance he's been in. He looks up at Optimus, "U-uhm, can I..?' Optimus understood what he wanted, so he laid back and spread his legs a little for Smokescreen to start sucking him off. Smokescreen then gets down and grabs it in the middle, he takes a quick breath and starts to slowly suck on the tip. "Mmmhh" he slowly works his way down before he reaches the back of his throat, he doesn't want to gag on it. As he continues to suck his spike, he starts to bob his head up and down into a rhythm. All while this happens, the sounds Optimus makes gains in numbers, and they get even louder.

"Oh.. ah ah... Hah.. S-smokescreen... Ngh!" Smokescreen took this as an invitation to go harder, and he does. He sucks harder, and bobs his helm faster. "S-SMOKESCREEN!!" Optimus is nearing his overlord and right when he is about to go over the edge, Smokescreen stops and moves away, leaving Optimus' spike to the colder air around them. "Smokescreen? Why did you stop?" "We don't want you to overload so quickly, do we? Don't worry Sir, you'll get what you want." Optimus is confused until he sees Smokescreen lean back. "Oh..." He gets the hint and moves over, just above his spike. He waits for a form of consent. And he gets it in the form of Smokescreen slowly lowering him down. Optimus helps by taking control of his own movements and lowers himself till he's seated completely down. "Oh.. hah" it's been awhile since Optimus has been fragged. They both wait a minute till both are ready.

Optimus slowly starts to ride Smokescreen's spike. Smokescreen grabs onto his hips and spreads his leg slightly for some form of support. Optimus holds onto Smokey's shoulder struts for some support and assistance of pleasureing both himself and Smokescreen. When Optimus found a rhythm, he speeds up. A few minutes pass and Optimus is starting to lose his balance, but Smokescreen takes control and not only does he speed it up s little more he also grinds his hips into the other and this elicts a loud moan from Optimus, "A-AAAHHH~". This continues on for a little while longer and Optimus starts to grind his hips to meet up with Smokescreen's. "Aah.. ooh... Primus.." Optimus moves a servo down to his valve's neglected anterior node. A few more minutes go by and both are starting to reach their climax. "Ah S-smokescreen! I-I'm.. hah.. cl-close- AH!!"

Smokescreen overloads before Optimus and grabs his torso as he fills up Optimus with his transfluid. That was just enough to push I'm over the edge. His own transfluid gushing out as they both hold onto each other and come down from their high. Both reduced to a sticky, panting mess. When they came down from their high, Optimus moves off Smokescreen's spike and transfluids come gushing out of his valve.

"Hah.. that was.." "Amazing? Yea... It was" Smokescreen took the words right out of his mouth. They kiss one more time before they have to clean up. It seems as though the only thing in here is cleaning supplies for them. "Wait... Did AC plan this?" Smokescreen looks up, "What do you mean?"

"I believe she planned this." Optimus realizes why she had a devilish look on her face plates. "She did!" "Well are you gonna confront her in that? And while your sticky??" Both agree that it would be better to take off the bunny suit and clean up their mess before they confront AC-12.

Hi! I rlly don't know what to do😃 I might post some art I made on my phone on here to share sooo yea

I'll probably start with my smutty pics I made and THEN I'll show the rest I wanna share.