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The Autobots' B*tch

One Shot/2544 words

Optimus Prime x Fem human x Autobots

⚠️ NSFW

The text includes interspecies relationships, s. innuendos, submission and domination. Infidelity.

Note 1: This chapter was originally written in spanish, if there is a mistake, don't forget to tell me. Thanks.

Note 2: The Autobots use their normal-sized bipedal mode and mass displacement.

The rumor had begun to spread.

From ear to ear, from mouth to mouth, and from receiver to receiver in the NEST hangar.

Humans and Cybertronians were stunned when they heard your name linked to that rumor that, until that moment, seemed impossible.

When they heard that secret, they could not believe it. It never occurred to them that you would be capable of committing such acts, especially in the company of another species. No one would have ever imagined that of you, not with your cheerful and reserved behavior.

You were the human representative assigned to work closely with Optimus Prime, someone who imposed intelligence and tranquility, which made the content of the rumors even more shocking due to your relationship with him. Some denied it, claiming that it was false and improbable; others, however, spoke with pride of having been with you above the sheets of the bed where you shared the nights with the Autobots, as proof of your escapades.

You were unaware that the rumor had reached Optimus's receivers, who had just returned from a mission on Cybertron. You had trusted in your lovers' discretion, asking that nothing of what had happened be mentioned. But, you underestimated the power of gossip in such a closed environment.

Terrible mistake.

Bumblebee, still without his fully functional voice, was the first to try to warn Optimus. He had the rumor hot in the voice box. Using a mix of gestures and recorded audio snippets, he tried to explain to him what had happened three days ago between you and Sideswipe. Although his attempts were not entirely clear, Optimus understood the point: something was wrong. Something that involved betrayal.

The Autobot leader, known for his patience and kindness, felt overcome with anger. The idea that someone he deeply trusted had violated not only his trust, but also his respect, was unbearable.

You had betrayed the affection Optimus had for you and the relationship they had built.

He decided not to act excessively and sought to confront Sideswipe.

"Sideswipe," Optimus called, his voice deep and firm. "There's a rumor going around the hangar... about something that happened between you and her. I want to hear the truth."

Sideswipe, normally relaxed, tensed upon hearing his leader's tone. And he chose to evade the truth.

"I don't know who could have said something, but it was nothing more than a misunderstanding, Prime," he replied, avoiding his gaze.

But Crosshairs, who had been listening to the conversation, could not contain himself and decided to intervene.

"A misunderstanding? Drift told me something else... Is it true that we have a human prostitute among us?"

Optimus became so angry with that nickname that Crosshairs had given you, his hands turned into fists contained in anger.

"Don't ever use that word to refer to her again" he growled.

Crosshairs stepped back, aware that he had crossed a very dangerous line. Optimus gave the Autobot a murderous look and quickly went in search of Drift. Both were stunned by the Prime's behavior. But Sideswipe hit him on the back of the head, interrupting his fearful trance.

"Well done, Cross. He almost found us out." Sideswipe shook his head, he was scared too.

They knew that Optimus would not stop until he found the answers.

•••

In one of the inner rooms, Drift and Dino were talking quietly, but enough so that Optimus, hidden behind a wall, could hear them.

"And how was it?" Drift asked, with a mix of curiosity and discomfort.

"It was... different" Dino answered with a nervous laugh "I never thought that humans could... teach us so much. But believe me, in the missionary position it was... surprising. "

Drift shook his head, trying to remain impassive.

“I don’t know how you can take this so lightly. Sensei will find out sooner or later, and when he does, we’ll all burn.”

Dino stopped laughing. He knew Drift was right. Optimus was not someone who would tolerate such acts, much less from someone in whom he had placed his personal trust and affection.

Hidden behind the wall, Optimus was in a total rage. Every word he heard was like a dagger digging deeper into his spark. Betrayal was something he could never forgive, and the fury he felt was beginning to overwhelm any intention of control.

He had to confront you, but also all those who had contributed to destroying what he believed was a relationship beyond what he ever had.

Finally, he decided it was time to confront them. He stepped forward, and his imposing figure emerged from the shadows. Drift and Dino froze at the sight.

"So it's true?" he asked, his voice deadly.

Drift bowed quickly.

"Sensei..."

"Silence!" Optimus roared, making both Autobots tense "This is not only a betrayal of me, but of everything we stand for. "

Dino tried to speak, but a simple gesture from Optimus' hand silenced him.

"This won't end here. I'll gather everyone. No one will leave this base until I confront the one responsible for all this."

His gaze darkened, and without further ado, he turned around, leaving the two Autobots with guilt in their processor.

•••

That night, Optimus called a meeting in the main hall with you. Everyone knew why they were there and they were scared to death at the sight of Optimus' presence about to lead the talk, his optics revealing his terrible anger and disappointment.

You could feel his piercing gaze on you as he looked at you with those deep blue tinted optics. They were like watching a contained fire, a bomb that was about to explode.

“Is this what you do in my absence?” His voice roared like thunder and echoed throughout the room. The tension intensified.

Both you and he are aware that you had sought comfort in the arms of others when he was gone and that made you feel terribly guilty.

He looked at Dino, at Sideswipe. Those involved couldn’t maintain eye contact with his authority.

“Dino, Sideswipe… Is this how you respect me? Is this how you repay me for the countless times I put your lives above mine?”

Optimus looked at everyone with accusatory optics. Dino tried to apologize but he interrupted him in a sharp tone.

“There are no excuses or enough apologies to justify everyone’s actions. You have dishonored the trust I placed in you" The leader's face denoted hatred and resentment "I thought I could trust... all of you. Not only as my soldiers, but also as my comrades. My absence was not an invitation for you to sully what is mine" He raised his voice. " You knew what she meant to me. "

Finally, he walked towards you. His figure and presence made you step back and bow your head in sorrow. Optimus was filled with heartbreaking pain.

"And you... How could you? You swore loyalty, trust... and love to me. Am I worth so little to you that you sought comfort in the arms of my soldiers?" His voice lowered, becoming deeper and full of anger. " Did you think I wouldn't come back? That I had abandoned what I treasured most in life?"

He took a step towards you, bending down to your height to look directly at you, he put a finger on your chin so you would face him.

"Look at me. You are mine. From the first moment you were. Not because of some kind of obligation, but because our destinies were intertwined in a way that the universe cannot even separate" he exhaled loudly " But it seems that I will have to remind you and... all of you."

He straightened up, observing the Autobots sternly.

"You are no longer worthy of my trust. From this moment on, everyone involved is out of the main team. I do not want to see you near her, I do not even want to see you near this base until you have learned the true meaning of loyalty. "

That night, Optimus expelled the Autobots involved out of the base temporarily, sending them on missions away from the main group. He did not do it out of cruelty, he did it to process the rage that flooded his entire being. The others bowed their heads, visibly defeated and humiliated. No one dared to question his decision.

As everyone began to leave the room, Optimus held onto your arm.

“You, stay.”

Your heart stopped for a moment. You couldn’t move a muscle. His grip wasn’t enough to hurt you, but enough to let you know you couldn’t escape.

And he began,

“You knew what you meant to me… what we had built.” His tone was firm, sharp, and laden with repressed pain. “You knew my absence wasn’t an abandonment, but a sacrifice to protect you. To protect everyone. But you still betrayed me.”

You tried to formulate a response, but your voice barely came out.

“You were never there for me, Optimus.” You finally managed to say, your voice cracking. “You always put your duties above me. I felt alone… forgotten.”

He stared at you, his optics intense, but something in them changed. A mix of confusion and pain joined his anger.

“Are you justifying your betrayal with my responsibilities?” he said, his tone lower, but just as intimidating. “Was it my absence? My inability to prove to you that you were the most important thing to me? Or was it something else?”

He leaned toward you again, letting the gravity of his words fall like a sentence.

“Tell me. Be brave and face me.”

You bit your lip, tears threatening to spill out, there was no escape now.

“I needed you, Optimus. I needed to feel you. I needed you to prove to me that I wasn’t alone.” Your voice came out cracked and broken. “I know there is no excuse for what I did, and I know my apologies will never be enough.”

Optimus closed his eyes for a moment, as if your words were a direct blow to his spark. When he opened them again, a flash of something else shone in them: disappointment, but also a love that was torn between giving in or holding on to you and forgiving you.

Suddenly, he grabbed you by the neck, not to hurt you, but to make you feel his dominance and submit to him.

“You don’t understand what you’ve done.” His voice was a whisper filled with suppressed rage. “But I will remind you. You and everyone else who thought they could mock me like this.”

He advanced on you, his size pushing you back until your back hit the living room table and he locked you in with his arms without the possibility of escape as the strength of his hand on your neck increased its pressure.

You had never seen him like this, but it was clear that it was something you deserved.

"To me you no longer have any value, your dignity and honor were trampled, and I will treat you as you deserve" His voice was threatening and also full of desire "You are mine, you always have been. I can forgive you many things, but not this. You have humiliated me and you You thought I would be stupid. I cannot allow the bond between us to be questioned by you, or by anyone else. And if I must remind you who I am to you... I will."

You accepted his terms without objection. His gaze was not only furious; there was a mix of pain, love and a completely instinctive desire to reaffirm his dominance and place in your life. You knew what was going to happen.

That night you were going to be his in a way you will never forget.

"I'm sorry" It came out of your lips in a weak and vulnerable whisper.

"You are sorry..." His voice was low and disappointed " Do you know how much you meant to me? Do you know how many times I've put my life on the line for what I love and what I swore to protect? And you were the one thing I never thought I could lose."

He brought a hand up to your face. His servo touched your skin, his touch firm but careful. He slowly moved closer to your face and his gaze softened slightly.

You could feel a slight tremor in the hand holding your neck, he struggled between the need to claim you, let you go or hurt you. With a gentleness, his fingers brushed your lips, as if he was protecting what he had feared losing forever.

"This time there are no barriers, no more words or empty promises."

Optimus needed you, he needed your body, your moans. He wanted to claim your soul, your essence, everything you were and what you were.

He slammed you on the table, you sighed as your back hit the cold surface hard. He began to kiss your mouth with ferocity and vigor. You accepted each of his caresses without fighting for the little dignity you had left.

His movements were possessive and full of hunger; he tore your shirt with his strength and ripped your pants in less time than you expected. He did the same with your underwear until you were naked.

"Tonight you will remember who you are and what you are from now on until it is enough for me to be able to bear your lack of respect."

He subdued you. He turned your body and pulled your hair. Without wasting time, you heard how his panel opened and he entered you roughly.

You moaned.

"I'm sorry..." came out of your mouth in a murmur.

He rammed you against the table over and over again without mercy or rest. He used the hand that was in your hair to manipulate you as if you were a doll.

The sound of his pelvis hitting yours caused a constant echo in the room.

With all the fury he held, he took you.

But you could feel the doubt between his movements. It was as if his use of common sense and forgiveness were affected by you despite your actions.

Even though you had betrayed him, you were everything to him. You were.

And it hurt him terribly to know the truth.

He overstimulated your union and your genitals to show you his pain.

Your legs trembled, cascades of fluids from both of them dripped from them and reached the floor.

There were countless positions that he forced you into that night while he subjected you in his hands. You lamented. You asked for his forgiveness between moans. You cried and sobbed with pleasure. He stole your right to orgasm several times.

After several thrusts, you gave in.

" I-I can't anymore... please" You begged. You had tears in your eyes, your cheeks were tinted a soft reddish color, with your forehead and body full of sweat; you were an exquisite mess in his sight. You were overstimulated and any movement Optimus made affected you more than it should.

He forced you to look at him, squeezing your cheeks with one hand.

"I hope this is enough for you to understand the limits of my patience. It won't be the only time" he threatened you.

And he finally let you go. Your body ached and burned.

You saw him walk out of there through the door without expressing any emotion and without looking back. Your entrance throbbed and expelled Optimus' transfluid. Only he had the right to leave his evidence, since no other Autobot did.

But one thing was clear, you were no longer the Autobots' bitch, you were now Optimus Prime's bitch.

And that was just the beginning, you would be paying for what you had caused.

Can you really earn Optimus' forgiveness?

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