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It was a silly thing to keep quiet about, but it wasn't as if any of the others would understand in the least.
Sunstreaker was sick and tired of having no interface life to speak of. If they hadn't been stranded on this silly little organic world, he would have had his pick of dozens of mechs and femmes to suit his... tastes. As it was, however, there was no real means to maintain long-term contact with Cybertron and only two mechs amongst the crew that technically would serve his needs ( ... )
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Original Anon Author here with the only slightly anticipated sequel to “Trapped in Amber”. I had the idea for a sequel floating in my head for a long time now, and by Primus, it shall be written!
Here is the original fic: http://community.livejournal.com/tfanonkink/603.html?thread=2272859#t2272859
Original Request: http://community.livejournal.com/tfanonkink/491.html?thread=1466603#t1466603
Warnings/Kinks: more bondage, prolonged immobilization, toy-use, dubcon, and a lot of Sunstreaker being incredibly creepy and completely dissolving any trust that was there. There’s lots of kinky stuff, which may or may not include oral, fisting, masturbation and denied overload (still in the process of writing, but I have plans...), and there’s totally a botched lap dance in there, too.
SO much thanks to my wonderful anon-beta! You know who you are!
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Sunstreaker’s vents whirred to life. His spike had earlier extended and rubbed on the hollow of Mirage’s inner thighs as he inclined forward, further pressing himself into that just slightly smaller body, making Mirage have to grip the table behind him to keep from falling backwards on his work.
Sunstreaker pulled back for a moment, breaking the lip lock, “Oh, yes. Much more fun. I’m surprised you did this all alone before now… But I’m starting to see this is much more appealing. “
“Haha, well-“ Mirage was stopped by an impatient kiss, “We’ve still got a-” He spoke in between the imposing kisses. “-lot more work to do before-“ another kiss. “-we can really begin to fool around.”
The gold mech growled low, dejected at not be able to go farther right now. But now he had a new goal- finish with their work so ( ... )
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Soundwave held up his hands, placating Megatron and speaking for Laserbeak. “Footage: inevitable. Autobot mentality: fundamentally flawed.”
“- and he just stuck his fingers in!” shouted Starscream. All optics snapped to him, and the Seeker jumped. “You saw it! Does the yellow one even know where that hand has been ( ... )
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(EEEEEEEE!!! someone picked up my very first post!)
ahem.
I particularly enjoyed Breakdown's line about the Autobots being sluts.
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Title: In the Optics of The Gladiator
Rating: NC-17
Warnings/Kinks: Sticky Smut, Violence, Bondage, Self-stimulation (These are for now *totally not finished yet* warnings shall be posted before each bit xD)
Verse: IDW, Megatron Origins
Pairing:Megatron/Thundercracker (Little bit of Megs/Skywarp and Megs/Starscream)
Disclaimer:Transformers are Hasbro and Takara’s, Dialogue in the first part is taken from Megatron Origins #3
Original prompt be here: http://community.livejournal.com/tfanonkink/3587.html?thread=3332355#t3332355
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“Hnnnn…What do you want?”
“Your request-for a flight-capable combatant,” Soundwave intoned and at the corner of his vision he could see Starscream preen a little; Seekers were valuable soldiers if they were used correctly and it was no secret that their trine was the best of them. He and Thundercracker had been at the top of their respective classes in the Academy and Skywarp… well he was useful at least and could keep up; to them that was enough.
He saw the mech shift, nonchalant but with just a tinge of interest, “Hrm. You have one?”
“Negative. I present three,” the telepath stepped aside then and allowed Megatron full view. He didn’t miss the way those optics trailed over their frames, lingered on the sleek angles and flickered briefly over their wings. There was a ( ... )
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Chapter 2 Warnings: Sticky, Rough interfacing ( ... )
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