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I WAS WAITING FOR THIS. OMG FINALLYYY😭😭 again, It was so soooo good with all these emotion roller-coaster and everything, just perfect♡ but this part,

it's going to be one of the most memorable things about this series for me ig, bc i had a conversation so sooo similar to this with my ex girlfriend and i felt those emotions again when i read this so.. i guess again, it just shows how amazing your writing is that makes me feel all these type emotion🥹 anyways, thank you so soooo much for writing and sharing your beautiful work with us. can't wait for the next chapter but pls, take your time for writing. don't feel like you have to rush things, take your time<3 love you so sooo much stay safe��💕💗

Phases

Phase Two: Wildfire

LMH, HJS

Masterlist, Story Masterlist

wc: 7.1k

Story Synopsis: Whoever said patience is a virtue have never met Jisung and Minho.

warnings: smut, explicit sexual content, poly!minsung (minho chapter focus), service top!minho x switchfem!reader, mxm, a bit angsty but its alright, unprotected but clean piv, oral (f receiving), lil bit of ass play/anal, morning sex, marking, cream pie, so sweet my teeth hurt

Phase One

A/N: this site hates me and likes to delete parts of my story, so there will be minor errors but it shouldn’t be too bad. just please bear with me ://

Has Minho ever been affectionate? No, never of his own accord. Did that stop you from expressing your own affection? Never. He’d never admit it, to you or to Jisung, but he secretly loved when you’d persist even after he shrugged you away, it made him feel wanted. That’s all he’s felt since finding you, and Minho’s amazed he even managed to do that.

Until he met Jisung, he’d never had the easiest time making friends, let alone dating. He had almost an instant realization that he’d found some life long companions, but that also came with the territory of having to actively keep the friendship alive knowing full well that talking isn’t one of his strong suits. Jisung was friends with everyone, his introvertedness came unraveled whenever someone of a slightly larger personality came around to bring it out of him, so becoming close with the other boy was rather simple. You, on the other hand, he had no idea where to even begin to approach. Which, when he thinks back on now, seemed so silly. You had taken him in with open arms and he felt right at home, and it scared Minho beyond belief.

Meeting the two of you was the only thing Minho seemed to be able to gage some control on. The only reason he gained the confidence to ask Jisung on their first date was because he’d caught Minho one day by dropping by his place unexpectedly, the younger was never really aware of personal space. He had burst through the closed door of Minho’s bedroom to catch him in the aftermath of cleaning a vibrant purple dildo. Neither of them had spoken for a few minutes, just staring at one another until Minho asked if Jisung wanted to get take out for dinner.

It wasn’t an explicit date, but the both of them knew.

Everything important to him has come to life because of horrible, horrible timing. First with Jisung, then with you, and Minho has never felt his life to be so out of control until now. When you’d caught him and Jisung kissing that night, it was like a little piece of him broke apart seeing the look on your face. He didn’t want things to go the way they did, and he hated himself for reacting so badly. But how was he supposed to tell you that he felt like his life was downward spiraling and you seeing him making out with your best friend was the cherry on top?

The two days he went without seeing you were like hell. Literal hell. He even called out sick at work because he couldn’t leave his house without fighting the urge to go to yours. Minho knew that if the roles were reversed, he wouldn’t want you showing up at his door and prying into his feelings that even he was struggling to understand. No matter how hard he tried to vocalize what his emotions were to Jisung, it only came out as jumbled words and mixed noises that made no sense to either of them.

Given the circumstances, maybe he should’ve tried a little harder to reach out to you. But that little part inside him told him that if he pushed you too far, you'd run away. For that reason, he let Jisung do the talking first, and it seemed to have worked.

When you finally picked up his call, Minho felt tears sting in his eyes when he heard your voice. Then you told him you loved him, and Jisung told him he loved him, and even though it wasn’t the first time you’d said it, through the phone he could feel that you meant it.

Seeing you and knowing that you knew, but unable to get himself to speak about you three’s relationship was suffocating Minho, almost as much as it was you. Jisung encouraged him to no end to talk about it with you and every time you came over he swore to himself that he would. And then he didn’t.

To be fair, it had only been two weeks since the incident at Changbin’s party, but in that time you’d made an effort to come over every day, even if it was just to have dinner. He was well aware of what was happening behind closed doors with you and Jisung, even got off to the thought of it on more than one occasion. Him and Jisung had uncountable shared moments like that, it was easy to picture himself watching the two of you together and the things he might say. But imagining you, he had to get a little creative. Were you subby, like him? Did you whine and whimper at the nasty things Jisung says and get weak in the knees if he so much as looked at you with those eyes? Minho always thought you were the same as him and would do anything to please, so that’s how he’d fantasize about you, on your knees with your eyes big and pleading for something to stuff your mouth, Jisung towering above you and calling you all kinds of names and spewing whatever lewd things he could think of to get you even more wound up.

He’d cum hard when he thought too deeply about it, pushing himself to the verge of calling Jisung over at 2 a.m. because he couldn’t satisfy himself the way he did. The not so recent addition of you in his fantasies made it all the worse, especially now that the things he thought of may be true.

On the verge of sexual and, even moreso, emotional combustion, Minho decided that it was time. He had the entire date plotted in his head down to the very minute. He blames you a little for his sudden eagerness, the last time you and Jisung were over he caught a glimpse of the now faded red streaks that lined down the younger’s chest and immediately knew what it was from.

Jisung had helped him a little bit before he decided to go through with his plan, at least he thought he was helping. If anything, his presence was making Minho all the more nervous because of how badly he didn’t want to fuck anything up.

“Babe, everything will go great. Do you want me to hang around in the shadows in case you need emotional support?” The younger handed Minho his nice white dress shirt and watched as he changed.

“What if she says no?” Minho was concentrating too hard, unable to even button up his shirt with his shaky hands.

Jisung moved to help him, calm him with the gentle skin on skin as he finished the buttons and adjusted the collar, “she won’t say no. She loves you too much.” He planted a quick kiss on Minho’s lips. As much as he enjoys kissing him, it did little to ease the churning in his stomach.

It was late in the afternoon when he came to your place to pick you up. Minho had hesitated to knock on your door, fidgeting with the bouquet of flowers he picked out and recalling all the things in his picnic basket. Just as he raised his fist, the door swung open and he caught a whiff of your sweet, floral perfume. Minho almost folded right then and there, light from the window surrounding your figure like the gates of heaven.

“Do you always wait outside for fifteen minutes before coming in?” You joked so easily and tugged him inside by the arm. He took a second to look you up and down, admire your pretty dress and take in the sight of you getting dolled up just for him. “You’re staring,” you said, taking the basket from his hands and setting it on the floor.

“I am,” he confirmed, still not looking away.

The giggle you let out made his lip curl slightly and stick out the bouquet for you to take. Of course you did with a gracious smile and took them into the kitchen to place in a vase, “let me get my shoes.” You ran through the house to grab what you needed and pondered taking a coverup or not, “will it be cold?”

“If it is, I have my jacket for you,” Minho called back, silently patting himself down to make sure he was actually wearing one. He was, a beige cardigan that would look perfectly oversized on you. Taking another second to spray a little cologne, Minho took a peak at himself in a nearby mirror just as you walked back out, ready to go.

“You look pretty,” you say as you walk up behind him, placing a gentle hand on his arm to get him to face you. Minho felt his ears heat up at the compliment, smiling in acknowledgement. Warmth took over his skin when you reached up to fix the chain adorning his neck, feeling your fingertips grazing the nape to move the clasp to the back. As you finished, you ran your hands down his chest slowly, and Minho would’ve fallen to his knees right then and there. Without moving, you look up at him innocently, “what are we doing today?”

Bravely he took your hands in his and intertwined your fingers. “I was thinking about a late picnic? Take a walk along the river and just… be together?”

“Sounds perfect.” Without a second thought, you stand on your tippy toes and place your lips to his cheek so nonchalantly. It was effortless on your part whereas Minho could feel his heart beating out of his chest. He found himself touching the part of his cheek where you had kissed him, lingering there and blushing just that much more until you called his name and led him outside.

And everything was going perfect, the weather was perfect, found the perfect picnic spot, had a perfect late lunch, Minho was nowhere near as nervous as he was just a few hours ago. Banter between the two of you was normal, commenting about anything and everything, neither of you could stop yourselves from talking about Jisung as well, you both laughed over his need to constantly be touching one of you. Because things were going so well, he couldn’t help but mess it all up by asking one simple question, “are you and Jisung dating?”

He asked it with a smile on his face and laughter in his voice but Minho could see you hesitate to answer despite your kind expression. You observed him backtrack upon saying the words out loud and could practically hear the glass shattering in his head. To ease him as much as possible, you took his hand and played with his fingers. “I think so. I guess it depends on you.”

You felt him tense with just his palm in yours, seeing his shoulders pull back and eyes fall towards your thumb running along his, “what do you mean?” His breathing sped up a little as did his heart rate.

Here was the downward spiral once again, and he doesn’t even know why when he was the one that asked the question. Minho didn’t mean for it to come up so early and suddenly in the date, but he couldn’t help his own curiosity at the expense of his emotional state. His hand trembled in yours, you could feel it no matter how much he tried to hold steady. You took the opportunity to cup your free hand over his to hold tightly, “walk with me.” You didn’t wait for him to respond to lift him off the picnic blanket and lead him towards the river. Minho threw a look over his shoulder at the set up. “We’ll come back for it, don’t worry.”

Minho went with you hand in hand, still shaking in your palm but not as much as the cool breeze soothed his overheating skin. You held his hand tighter, squeezing in reassurance that he didn’t need to say anything, but would be there to listen if he wanted to. There was nowhere in particular you were leading him, leisurely walking as close to the river as possible because he loved to watch the windy waves.

You watched him intently for any signs that he was uncomfortable knowing he wouldn’t say if he truly was. Minho never talked much about his past relationships, the only reason you knew anything was when he’d mention something in passing, but you assumed the worst. He caught the way you were looking at him, “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” you smiled up at him, sympathetic.

“I am. I just… can’t tell you why.” Minho squeezed your hand a little tighter.

You squeezed harder, “you don’t have to.”

“It’s just,” he pulled the two of you over to sit at a bench overlooking the river. It was slightly colder now that the sun was setting, the small shiver that ran through you was enough for Minho to take off his cardigan and drape it over your shoulders, already warm. “I don’t know how to explain it without sounding insane.”

“Have you met Jisung?” The two of you giggled again at the mention of your other partner.

“He’s confidently insane, it’s a big difference.”

Tilting your head, “then what are you?”

Minho pondered for a second, looking at the water then back to you. “Insanely anxious.”

“Really? I pegged you for a chaotic neutral.” When you nudged his shoulder with yours, Minho’s cheeks flushed at the sorely specific term.

A certain bright purple image flashed in his mind, “d– did Jisung tell you?”

You raised an eyebrow, “tell me what?”

“Nothing. Nevermind,” he deflected quickly.

“But really, Min,” you brought his attention back up to your eyes with your finger guiding his chin up. “Your mind doesn’t scare me.”

“It scares me.” It came out as a pleading sob, voice cracking slightly as he opened your hand to lay his cheek into. The action itself felt more rewarding than getting him to speak. The split second where he looked at you with big, round eyes, lips pouting trying to find how to put into words what was happening in his head, no sense of his emotions because they were just so big that no words could do it justice. You knew. “I love you a lot, and it scares me,” he whispered.

The smile that plastered across your face was almost criminal for how deep the conversation was. “If you keep looking at me I might cry,” he admitted but was reluctant to let go of your hand.

“I can look away if you’d like.” Minho nodded and you looked out at the river, “the sunset is pretty.”

“Jisung makes it so easy not to think. He makes me feel stupid in so many ways, it’s humbling and freeing at the same time. I appreciate him and adore him and I forget to show him that sometimes.” You resisted the urge to look at him, catching yourself before you could fully turn your head.

Swallowing the lump in your throat, “I wonder if the water is cold.”

“I forget to show you, too, and I’m sorry. I don’t understand anything going on inside my head or anything I’m feeling, but I love you.” Minho kissed the inside of your palm and snaked it back to thread through his hair. Staring blankly ahead, solely focused on his voice and his words and his hair between your fingers, your lips curled into a gentle smile. “Jisung doesn’t need to understand me– I mean, he does, but in a way where he doesn’t have to understand every miniscule bit, and he still loves me. You understand everything– the good, the ugly, every dark and twisty, scary corner and you still love me. I met Jisung and there was this, like, stupid flame he lit with his annoying smile. Then I met you and it spread like a fucking wildfire and now, I can’t get out. I don’t ever wanna get out. I hate myself for how you found out, it feels fucking criminal that we did that to you and it was so unfair. You and him… my everythings. And I’ll spend however long I need to to show you that you are. Let the fire consume me until there’s nothing left.”

“That sounds painful,” you finally faced him to find his chest heaving up and down, already staring straight at you.

“It is,” Minho whispered back.

“Can I kiss it better?” Your body moved on its own, turning towards him and scooting closer so your knees brushed his.

“Kiss the pain away?”

“Kiss the pain away.”

Minho nodded, with the hand that held yours in his hair, he grazed down your arm to softly pull you in even closer, almost chest to chest but not quite. A slight tug on his roots and Minho came in to press his lips to yours, chaste, supple, so sincere in the way he kissed you. Only closed lip kisses, but still so satisfying. He felt pillowy and warm and you could taste the lingering minty chapstick he applied earlier. There was the clean smell of the river water swirling around to mix with his natural musky, cottony scent to the point that it made you dizzy. Was it only a few seconds, a few minutes, or a few hours the two of you kissed like this? It didn’t matter. You wanted more as soon as he pulled away.

He pecked your cheek and brought you into a bone crushing embrace, tucking himself away into your neck. You were taken aback for a moment, but melted into the hug anyway to feel Minho relaxing just the same. “Can I ask you something personal?”

“Something you don’t already know?” Minho’s chuckle rumbled against your chest.

“Do you like girls?”

Pulling away, the weight on his shoulders seemed to have shrunk based on how he raised his eyebrow at you. “Don’t ask me stupid questions,” and he crashed his lips to yours again.

Entering his apartment hand in hand felt right, it made sense to follow behind him as he kicked off his shoes and throw his keys on the nearby table, watch as he unloaded the picnic basket and leisurely walk around the house to do his mundane chores.

You smiled fondly as you watched him, eventually following him further into the house. The dress you were wearing was growing uncomfortable, having been wearing it all day. “Babe, can I borrow some clothes?” You called out mindlessly.

You couldn’t see it, but Minho shot you a happily surprised look as you entered his bedroom. “Of course.”

His room was always rather neat, everything having its place so it was easy to find a spare shirt and pair of shorts to change into. Then the sound of the toilet flushing and sink running from the ensuite bathroom made you jump, only to reveal a very homey looking Jisung emerging from it. “Oh! You’re back!” He greeted as you slung Minho’s shirt over your head, trotting over and planting a kiss on your lips.

Jisung was oddly normal about seeing you in Minho’s clothes, walking towards the door until he abruptly stopped and turned to do a double take, his eyes following his smile. “It went well?”

“It went great,” Minho appeared behind him, leaning against the doorframe. Jisung peered back at him over his shoulder, having to look up to meet his eyes. The younger one smiled and stood on his tippy toes to give Minho a casual peck.

You felt warm watching them, like your heart was on fire and it was coursing through your veins, a much different reaction to the first time you’d seen them kiss. A part of you wanted to cry with how happy you were, it was almost overwhelming. If it had been anyone else you probably would’ve on the spot. But it wasn’t just anyone. Minho and Jisung are your people. Your people, and they made you theirs as well. So maybe you let the ache in your waterline loose just a little and sniffled back the minor leak in your emotions, which made Jisung skip back over to you.

“Another one for you, too,” he gleamed and kissed you gently. “Did you guys bring back any food?”

“There’s leftovers on the counter,” Minho followed Jisung out of the room, leaving you for the time being.

It felt like the day had gone by all too quickly and you were exhausted. Not in a physical way, moreso emotional and feeling the effects now as you laid back onto the middle of Minho’s bed and stared at the ceiling. Comfortable it was to listen to their idle chatter in the background, so much so that you found yourself closing your eyes still on top of the covers, letting their voices lull you to sleep.

“Listen… She’s snoring,” Jisung held his finger up and hopped onto the counter to sit.

“Let her. I kinda dropped some heavy bombs on her today. And why can neither of you sit on the chairs like normal people? I bought them for a reason.”

The blonde took a bite of the picnic snacks, “like what? That you like it in the ass?”

“No! But… isn’t that implied?” Jisung shrugged, stuffing his mouth again. “It didn’t come out the way I wanted it to, but we got there eventually.”

“Really! So can we all fuck now?” He caught Minho by the neck as he passed by, trapping him between his legs and slinging his arms over his shoulders.

Minho rolled his eyes, “is that all you ever think about?”

“Fucking both of my scrumptious, beautiful, sexy ass partners? Absolutely, I think about it all the time.” He emphasized his point by grabbing his ass, smiling deviously.

Groaning, Minho leaned into Jisung’s arms, “just hug me for now. We can fuck later.” Jisung giggled and held him tighter, whispering an, “okay.”

As much as he wanted to stay, Jisung had to leave just a little before midnight, stranding Minho alone with his thoughts once again. Except he wasn’t upset about it. Actually, he was enjoying having you here, even if you weren’t conscious, he just liked having another body in the house. By now, the chores were done, he washed his face, and changed into his pajamas and still had downtime to just sit and watch you. It was a lot less creepy in his head, but he loved how cute you were when you were asleep, mesmerized. Laying on his side next to you, he refrained from touching so as not to wake you, but failed when you stirred and turned your face towards him. A stray strand of hair fell over your eyes, how uncomfortable that must’ve been, Minho found himself pushing it away and you were fluttering awake beneath his touch.

Groggily you blinked into consciousness, straining a little to look up at him, “what time is it?”

“Thirty past midnight,” Minho whispered back, fully threading his fingers through your hair now.

You didn’t move, just staring into his eyes and enjoying the light skinship. It was a rare thing to get from him, even before. You wonder if he didn’t because of the friendship line, or if he just isn’t keen on initiating it, you have all the time in the world to find out now.

“I’m sleeping here tonight.”

“Mhm.”

Wordlessly, he stood and lifted you just a little off the bed to make room for himself, managing to get you beneath the covers. You could hear his soft breathing and make out the handsome features of his face in the dim moonlight illuminating his room. The two of you faced each other now, heads in the pillows and hands loosely intertwined. “Are you tired?” You asked him quietly, seeing his eyes blinking slowly.

“No.”

“Are you lying?”

“No.”

“What are you thinking about?” Voices hushed, Minho untangled his fingers and brought them up to cup your jaw, thumb just barely grazing over the plush of your lips.

He let out a deep breath, “kissing you.” You lean in to give him another soft smooch, feeling tingly all over as you did.

“Now what are you thinking about?”

The enamored, lazy grin on his face was endearing, “you kissing Ji.”

Giggling, “I think about you kissing Ji, too.”

“We should get a bigger bed.”

“Can I bring my own blanket? You two are blanket hoggers.”

“What?!”

“Why do you think I sit on the end of the couch during movie nights?”

He was silently blinking at you, “...I need some space.” Minho rolled onto his back just to stare upwards, the comforter hooking around his legs to tug and leave your backside exposed. You knew he wasn’t being serious as he blindly reached for your hand to hold but let out an ironic laugh as you pulled the edge to prove your point. He adjusted himself and the blanket came loose again.

His side profile, even in the dull light, was beautiful. You let go of his hand to trace the outline of his nose with the tip of your finger, drawing all the way down to his plump lips then down his chin and neck to splay your hand across his chest. Minho looked like he was deep in thought, or his head could’ve been completely empty, both options were very possible but you hoped for the latter.

Wordlessly you moved under the blanket closer and threw your leg over his torso to straddle him, taking the comforter with you as you sat up. Minho didn’t say anything but rather raise an eyebrow and lay his hands on your thighs, loosely massaging up and down the muscle. With a sigh, you tilted your head down at him, pushing his bangs from his forehead and caressing his cheek. “So curious,” you whispered.

A small hum left his lips as you smoothed the furrow in his brow with your thumb. “Why are you frowning, pretty kitty?”

Immediately his face relaxed just to morph into a surprised state of confusion, eyes widening and twinkling while trying to read your expression. “How did you–”

“Our baby’s mouth isn’t the only thing that’s big.” Slowly you wiggled your hips backwards to sit on his crotch, growing harder by the second. The grip his hands had on your thighs tightened as though he was holding back, which was proving to be more difficult for both of you. “He talks a lot, but you already know that.” Minho accepted your kiss gratefully, sliding his hands up to your ass as you ran your tongue along his bottom lip. He moaned into the kiss when feeling you slip your tongue into his mouth, not fighting or battling but rather looking for a reaction. The lack of one is what made you pull away prematurely. Reattaching to the skin of his neck, “you don’t have to hold back with me, sweetheart.”

His body shivered and nails dug into your ass through the material of the borrowed shorts. Just barely did Minho cant his hips up to grind his erection into you, though almost instantly he let himself fall back to the bed. You followed, sitting onto him with your full weight and languidly moving back and forth while you continued to bite down his neck. “C’mon, pretty kitty. What do you want? Wanna be taken care of?”

Minho shook his head, no. “Wanna stop?” Another no. “Wanna use me?”

Oh, his ears perked up at that. “Y– you’d let me?”

“Only if you keep it our little secret, or we’ll both get punished.” You sat back to tug the shirt over your head, suddenly thankful that you’d changed earlier because the way Minho was staring at your breasts was a sight you’d never forget. He hesitated to let his hands climb higher until you took them and cupped them over your boobs, “use me. Just this once.” You gave him a wink, a signal that tempted him into groping you, tweaking your nipples before the excitement overtook him and flipped you onto your back.

His shirt came off in a split second and he was ravaging your lips again, not giving either of you a moment to breathe. Spit and saliva would’ve been dripping down your face if not for his desire to practically swallow you. Not that you would’ve minded either outcome, you couldn’t get enough. When Jisung said he’d trained Minho, you weren’t sure what that entailed. Seeing the older now you understood, he was on a tight, tight leash.

Hands were everywhere, in his hair, on your ass, scratching down his back, tugging at your shorts. Minho finally pulled away just to leave a trail of wetness down your chest. He handled you on the rougher side as he wrapped his lips around your nipple, teething and bruisingly groping the other like he was touch starved. It was like he didn’t know where he wanted to be, just that he wanted every part of you in his mouth because when he was finished with your boobs, Minho suctioned each inch of the skin of your torso and stomach to leave deepening red spots wherever he could.

Coming to the hem of your (his) shorts, it was all but ripped from your body along with your underwear, you swore you heard the fabric tear. It didn’t deter him, Minho continued his rampage down your legs and inside your thighs. His eyes somehow grew even wider upon seeing your cunt, wet and dripping, but didn’t make a move to touch you there. Even with your hands in his hair guiding him, Minho stopped and looked up at you, “can I?”

“Please,” you were almost whining even if there was no need for you to. He had all the power in the world now, and you didn’t need to beg for a single thing. He was more than excited to give you whatever you wanted.

Forget a man stuck in the desert without water, this was a whole new level of eagerness that words couldn’t do justice. To describe his enthusiasm would’ve required rewriting the entire english dictionary, which would’ve taken a lot more time than you had considering how skillful Minho was with his tongue and plump lips continuously stimulating your clit. He was moaning into your nerves and sending vibrations rippling through you, the addition of his fingers was your written demise, sending you over the edge in record time. Maybe it was because of how emotionally attached you felt towards him that made cumming so easy to accomplish. You’d always heard that sex with someone you love is an entirely different ball game, and whoever said that deserves to come as hard as he made you just now, every day of their life.

You wanted to return the favor, almost immediately trying to sit up as soon as you were able to recover enough, but Minho clambered over your body to keep you down.

“Let me do everything, please. Wanna make you feel good.” He begged, hiking your knees around his hips to keep you close.

“Awe, our Ji must never let you have your fun, hm? You already made me feel so good, kitty. Can’t I help you now?”

“No, no,” you tasted yourself on his tongue as he pressed a deep kiss to your lips, sending a shock of arousal down to your core again. “Can’t wait that long. Can I have you? Please.”

“Okay, sweetheart. How do you want me?”

Only a guttural groan from within his chest resounded through the room when you gave permission. Taking one leg from his side, he flipped you onto your belly with ease and planted more teethy kisses down your spine. He cupped your ass with both hands and bit harder into the flesh there, on the verge of breaking skin but it felt too good, you couldn’t even be mad. But, perhaps Jisung would be, his plaything marking you up like this and claiming you as his own. That was a worry for later.

It was getting harder to focus as Minho’s tongue roamed closer and closer to your core again. With his big hands, he spread your ass cheeks wide, licking your cunt from behind and burying his face between. He took a little extra time to trace the outline of your clit and draw upwards towards your asshole, hardly grazing the rim and making you shudder and a shot of heat pool in your belly again. The goosebumps along your skin made him chuckle and press a bit harder for more of a reaction, and when you moaned, he pulled away.

You’d never been touched like that, let alone licked. It was new and strange but so comfortable with him, knowing exactly how to touch you and just how to get you to melt. You almost stopped his fingers from entering your cunt again just to ask how the hell he did that because fuck, you wanted him to do it again.

But Minho moved on, circling his fingers at your wet hole to simply play with you, listening intently to the way your walls squelched and sucked him in. He seemed to have a fascination with your pussy, like he was entranced by a spell that couldn’t stop him from staring.

“Use your freedom while you have it, pretty kitty,” you snapped his attention back to the throbbing in his lower half and he almost cried at how hard his cock throbbed.

Placing a kiss and a lick to your pussy, Minho sat up and pushed your legs together, fisting his dick slowly to take in the sight of you. Looking over your shoulder as best as you could to see him, but his hand was planted in the middle of your back and pinching your skin lightly whenever you tried to get a better look. You were so easily controlled this way, nowhere to run and no way to see what was coming.

Spreading your ass again, Minho let the tip of his cock only prod at your asshole to see what would happen. You shivered and whimpered at the foreign sensation, but mewled louder when he traversed down to press at your cunt, bluntly pushing forward so slowly that you felt every inch of his cock stretching you so wonderfully. He felt different from Jisung, but just as good. While Jisung had length on his side, Minho had girth, it was hard to keep your cunt from clenching as you took him.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck– oh god,” he muttered, “baby was right. So fucking tight.”

“Ah– easy, sweetheart.” You dug your hands into the mattress and gripped the sheets.

Minho sat up straight and adjusted his posture, knees on either side of your hips and using your ass as leverage to thrust shallowly, experimentally. A high pitched whine left him while a muffled cry came from you. It didn’t take long for him to find a slow but steady pace, knowing he’d blow early if he went too fast. But it only made you want to tease all the more.

“Such a big cock. Don’t know how to use it, do you kitty?”

“I– I do!” He pleaded.

“Show me, then. Please me.”

His hands moved to plant next to your head and his chest pressing against your back, trapping you. Wide spread his legs, full body weight in his hips, Minho pulled out further and slammed back into you. The clap of skin on skin was encouraging, as was the moan you let out. And he’d lost all resolve after that, letting gravity do the work to rock you into the bed with every stroke, both your bodies practically bouncing with how hard he pounded. The slapping sounds bounced off the walls, out the open windows and you had to say, you were proud of how pretty he sounded. You were building another high just listening to him, but could tell he was ready to blow.

You demanded he pick up the pace, “louder, kitty. Cry for me louder.”

He did, no longer holding back any noise that wanted to fall from his lips. As he lost the reins on his self control, Minho started growing sloppy, murmuring about how sweet you felt, how perfect you felt snug around his cock. “Gonna cum, fuck, so close–”

“Hold it. Wanna cum with you,” you called behind you as best as you could, even with the motions making your voice bounce. Minho understood, keeping rhythm as he sat back again on his hunches to use the strength of his thighs to continue moving. He elevated your hips just enough to change the angle, letting him slip somehow deeper and kiss your cervix so deliciously.

He was getting impatient, thrusts growing shallow as he got closer to his high. Despite not truly following orders, his neediness was helping you along to your own, the repeated quick prods to your sensitive spots was teetering you on the edge, crying his name when he hit it exceptionally good and made the bubble in your gut burst to suffocate you in blissful warmth. You knew he was still using you to achieve his orgasm, it only prolonged yours to milk him to completion.

Minho collapsed on top of you not even a minute later and didn’t move, keeping your hole plugged and soiled. It took more than a while for the both of you to regain your breaths, your arms spread across the mattress and Minho tracing mindless patterns along them. “I can hear your heartbeat,” he whispered.

“I can feel yours,” you whispered back.

He rolled over eventually, taking you with him to lay on your sides spooning, sweaty and sticky but fulfilled in more ways than one. His leg thrown over your hip, you held his hands to your chest tightly, feeling enveloped in warmth as Minho planted gentle kisses to the back of your neck and shoulder.

“Can’t wait to do that again in the morning.” Your admittance made him laugh and kiss your cheek.

Minho snuggled in closer, “can’t wait to wake up to you every morning.”

You’d spoken it into existence and went another round as soon as the two of you were coherent enough, though this time it was much slower. He was still somehow inside of you when you’d woken up to the sun beginning to rise. Feeling him grow hard already within your walls was another new experience that felt beyond amazing. Morning haze made your body numb and sensitive at the same time, his warm lips raise goosebumps all over again as he reached his hand around to graze your puffy clit.

It only took a few fond touches to get you wet and ready, though of course neither of you stopped there.

“I’ll never get tired of kissing you,” he muttered into your hair. “Smell so good, fit so perfect around me.”

Minho was even touchier than last night somehow, his hands never stopping finding a new part of your body to love. Your hips, your thighs, belly, love handles, chest, he even found a way to make your ankles feel sexy as he lifted your leg and met the joint half way in the air to place a kiss to.

The morning was spent in bed with him lazily thrusting into you from behind and caressing every bit of your body followed by unfiltered words as he came across it, annotating you like a good book. But a good book should always be accompanied by good music, his fingers strumming your center until you cried out a melody that would play in his head on repeat for ages. And you were filled to the brim once more, held so tightly and so loved that it felt impossible either one of you had ever been broken in the first place. There was just one piece missing.

But not to worry, he had burst through the door with almost comedic timing, seed seeping from your hole as he greeted the two of you.

“Awe, damn it. I missed out on the fun!” Jisung slumped, stripping his shirt and pants off and joining you and Minho in bed completely unphased by what had just happened. “We need a bigger bed,” he gave you a kiss on the forehead and one to Minho as well before taking up the space in front of you.

“She said we’re blanket stealers and wants to sleep on the edge,” Minho threw you under the bus before you’d even gotten to greet the blonde lying next to you.

“We’re what?!”

Their reaction was identical. “Be happy I don’t mind that you both also snore. Can I take a shower before you start attacking my sleeping preferences?”

“No! You sleep in the middle. Just like this,” Jisung copied Minho by tossing a leg over your torso and caging you between their bodies. You felt them interlock hands and rest it on your hip like another lovely hello.

“Why didn’t you stay?” You asked softly.

“Had a few errands to run,” the blonde eased your worries.

You reached your top hand back to run through Minho’s messy hair and the other dragging Jisung in closer by the chin, kissing his lips and humming. It was comfortable, so comfortable that your heart started to race and you wanted to hang your head out the window to scream to the world how in love you were and how you hoped everyone would look at you and feel jealous because of how much they loved you back. Was it petty? Yes. But you couldn’t help it, you were sickeningly happy and wanted everyone in the world to know.

With Jisung right in your face, you spoke, “I know I’m on birth control, but can one of you buy me a plan B? I just got double cum dumped and feel it sticking–”

“Double?!” Jisung yelled and sat up, looking over you at Minho. The older nodded yes to your question and pointed to where your bodies were still joined and held up two fingers, his cock flaccid now and doing very little to keep any fluids in. Looking closer, Jisung noticed the bruises covering your body and suddenly relaxed.

A mischievous grin replaced his jealousy. “Pup, I know I said you could do whatever you wanted to him. But I don’t see a single mark on him.” You looked behind you at Minho who attempted to hide his face in your hair. “Why don’t we go take a shower and change that?”

A/N: took me a sec to post this part...had a lot going on but we here now!!! and the character plot miiiight've gotten a bit lost but I'll make up for it in part 3 I promise!! so pleeeeease stick around for that it'll be worth it ;)

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Ⓣⓡⓐⓝⓢⓕⓞⓡⓜⓔⓡⓢ Ⓞⓝⓔ Ⓣⓘⓒⓚⓛⓔ Ⓗⓔⓐⓓⓒⓐⓝⓞⓝⓢ

(𝔸/ℕ: 𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕦𝕪𝕤 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕥⁉️ 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝟙𝟘𝟙% 𝕊ℍ𝕆𝕌𝕃𝔻 𝕓𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕀 𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕠𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕜𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕋𝕆𝕆𝕆𝕆𝕆𝕋𝔸𝕃𝕃𝕐 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕔𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕙𝕒𝕙𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕠𝕙𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕠𝕠 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕣𝕣….)

𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 ℙ 𝕃 𝔼 𝔸 𝕊 𝔼 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕖 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟’𝕥 𝕚𝕥𝕤 𝕤𝕠 𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝔻 𝔸𝕌ℍ𝔾𝔽𝔾𝔾𝔻ℍ𝕊ℍ 𝕀 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝕄𝕆𝕍𝕀𝔼— 𝔾𝕌𝕐𝕊 𝕀 ℕ𝔼𝔼𝔻 𝔸𝕋 𝕃𝔼𝔸𝕊𝕋 𝟚 𝕄𝕆ℝ𝔼 𝕄𝕆𝕍𝕀𝔼𝕊 𝔽ℝ𝕆𝕄 𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝕀𝕋𝔼ℝ𝔸𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ 𝕆𝔽 𝕋ℝ𝔸ℕ𝕊𝔽𝕆ℝ𝕄𝔼ℝ𝕊 𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝕀 ℂ𝔸ℕ 𝔻𝕀𝔼 𝔸 ℍ𝔸ℙℙ𝕐 𝕎𝕆𝕄𝔸ℕ 𝔾𝔼𝕋𝕋𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝔸 𝕋ℝ𝕀𝕃𝕆𝔾𝕐 𝕆𝔽 𝕋ℍ𝔼𝕊𝔼 𝕊𝕀𝕃𝕃𝔸𝕐 𝕊𝕀𝕃𝕃𝕀𝔼𝕊

‼️‼️‼️𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝔽𝔸𝕀ℝ 𝕎𝔸ℝℕ𝕀ℕ𝔾…𝕄𝔸𝔸𝔸𝔸𝕁𝕆ℝ 𝕊ℙ𝕆𝕀𝕃𝔼ℝ𝕊‼️‼️‼️

💙ᴏʀɪᴏɴ ᴘᴀx💙

☆ I love this big hunk of junk to a V E R Y normal amount…

☆ 🗣️SWIIIIIITCCHHHHH🗣️ (probs 50/50 or something along those lines)‼️‼️‼️

☆ There is so so so SO much freaking Switch energy radiating from this red and blue bot; it’s genuinely crazy.

☆ He just gives off Switch vibes…I have a feeling /ref.

☆ If you really want to drive Orion up the walls, across the floor and around all of Iacon…anticipation and light touches/pokes are most DEFINITELY the way to go.

☆ I feel like he’s more used to roughhousing and firm touch cuz him and D-16 just play fight a WHOOOOLE BUNCH 🤺!!!

☆ Sooooo when someone pokes him- for example if Bee wanted to get his attention and poked him in the side…Orion would just die right then and there.

☆ SUUUUPER JUMPY OML 😭🤚🏾?!

☆ Literally folds like a broken lawn-chair when poked and legit always gets made fun for it (💕lovingly ofc💕).

☆ His laugh is kinda breathy and low I can imagine <3.

☆ But if you get him in a sweet spot his laugh is just literally an energon mine full of wheezes and loud cackles 👏🏾🙂‍↕️.

☆ ALSO GASPS AND HICCUPS AND SQUEAKS AND RAAAAHHHH HE’S SUCH A CUTIE PATOOTIE PIE ☹️💖💘💝💕.

☆ Literally keyboard smashes through laughter when he’s getting tickled— the noises he makes are so freaking random Dee’s had to stop in the middle of tickling him to just laugh along with him (uughgghfh I’m so ill I cannot with these two…) .

☆ Bro’s laugh is the definition of ✨contagious✨.

☆ I feel like Orion’s worst spots are his pedes, underarms and ribs (where are ribs on a transformer idk uhhhmmnhhnm..) for sure.

☆ A pretty mouthy and cheeky Lee tbh; digs his own grave 99.9% of the time 🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️.

☆ His signature catchphrase is: “W-Wahahait cahan’t w-we tahahalk ahabout thihihis fihirst…?”

☆ 👏🏾IS👏🏾SO👏🏾SASSY👏🏾

☆ Tickled into apologizing literally every single solar cycle (idk what that is in Earth years uuhhmmm have mercy on me old Transformer fans 🙇🏾‍♀️).

☆ Being sassy? Tickles. Being reckless?? Tickles. Being a dumbaft in general??? Tickle tickle tickles and more tickles.

☆ HONEST TO PRIMUS HATES AND LOVES THE RIB COUNTING GAME; will literally beg and plead if anybot so much as hints on doing it to him.

☆ 🫢He🫶🏾will⛓️scream🥀and😔shout💔and⛓️‍💥let🎭it🌧️all🌚out🌝

☆ I headcanon Orion is sliiiiiightly older than Dee (like…barely a couple nanoseconds idk) and anytime he has some rat aft awful idea he’s always like “Didn’t Sentinel say to always respect your elders 😌~?”

☆ And Dee will just look at him in genuine confusion like “🤨..Bro he never said anything like that tf is you on—?” (Cuz y’all already KNOW D-16 knows actually EVERYTHING Sentinel has said in his speeches cuz he’s just a fanboy like that eheheh).

☆ And Orion just laughs back like, “Oho, you didn’t hear? Yeah, he just wants sparklings like yourself to listen and take advice from cool beautiful bots such as I 😙~!”

☆ And literally without a thought, D-16 just rolls his optics and goes back to what he’s doing, saying: “I didn’t know older brothers came in small-sized 🤔.”

☆ Is teased about his height every. single. nanoklik.

☆ Once, Dee just randomly picked up Orion, slung him over his shoulders and tickled the living DAYLIGHTS out of him and just yapped about how short he was <3!!

☆ Does little pedes kickies and pedes stomps when he’s getting tickled <33!!

☆ I HC that him and Dee cuddle sometimes (I see them as brothers just fyi 👍🏾) and D-16 is usually the big spoon like…a good 50% of the time and anytime he is he just sneeeeeaaaakily slips his digits near Orion’s chassis and the poor bot loses his freaking mind.

☆ Cannot handle tickles from behind…it will legit leave him in shambles 🫣.

☆ IS SO DAMN ANNOYING WHEN HE’S IN A LEE MOOD OH MY FREAKINGGGGG GOD.

☆ Will pester anything and anyone.

☆ Back to his jumpiness, though…when he’s in a Lee mood..it’s…like, TEN TIMES WORSE.

☆ D-16 could literally touch his sides to move him so he could like idk scoot by to get something and Orion just goes “🐇.”

☆ Is the prime (wink wink nudge nudge) example of “Yeah, I’m gonna say I hate getting tickled or I don’t like it but don’t stop...”

☆ LOVES 🤺TICKLE🤺FIGHTS🤺 AND 🏃🏾‍♀️TICKLE🏃🏾‍♀️CHASES🏃🏾‍♀️ RAUHGHGHD !!!!!

☆ Can’t take what he dishes out but let’s be so fr we all knew that already 😗🫶🏾.

☆ Got a lot of cheer up tickles from Dee I feel like since yk Orion does not like his mining life at all. He hates having to be on protocol and hates being seen like he’s less just because he doesn’t have a cog so at the end of the day he’s just come to the conclusion that maybe mining is all he’s good for…

☆ And D-16 just goes “Nu-uh ☝🏾🙂‍↔️” and w r e c k s his aft (with a bonus spark to spark)

☆ Okay okaY THIS GOT ANGSTY REALLY QUICK UHHHH WOOPS…

☆ Says “IHIHI’M NOHOT TIHICKLISH!!!” literally as your tickling him and he’s laughing his spark out (I hate him sm he’s such a freaking loser I hope he dies a second death).

☆ Hates it when some bots (those some bots mostly being Elita) mention how easy it is to knock him down a peg or how he can’t take what he dishes out…his faceplate will literally BURN AUGH.

☆ Is sososososo giggly after tickles 🫠💘…

☆ LER ORION TIME YAYAYAYAY 🕺🏾💕✨‼️

☆ Yk when you hit a good spot when tickling someone (somebot in this case ig) and they just laugh silently jgjfjjrkd??? Well, when that happens, this dummy says dumb stuff like “Jackpot~!” or “Bullsoptic~!” or “Gotcha~!” or HRHGRGFH YOU GET THE POINTTTTT.

☆ The type to stuff his servos under his victims— uhhh I mean friend’s arms and bitch and complain about how they’ve trapped his hands with their 'mucho muscles and superb strength'.

☆ “I dunno why you keep squirming…you’re literally not going anywhere. I hope you do realize I could keep this up for seeeveral solar cycles, right~?”

☆ Is 'The Word’s' number one fan when being a Ler.

☆ Uses it CONSTANTLY when teasing and tickling somebot and uses it even MORE if he knows said bot can’t handle hearing it (that said bot being Dee…).

☆ Lots of “D'aww’s” and “Aww’s” and “N'aww’s”; literally just a handfull of some of his catchphrases bro.

☆ Loves burying his faceplate into bot’s neck wires 💞EEEEEE💞 just for teases and taunts eheehee.

☆ 👑THE RASPBERRY AND NIBBLING KING👑

☆ He would be able to dish out like millions upon MILLIONS of raspberries and nibbles if he really felt like it…it’s insane…HE’S insane…

☆ Considers himself to be a 101% Ler…buuuut we all know that’s false af 🤝🏾🤝🏾🤝🏾.

☆ Another HC of mine but one of D-16 and Orion’s forms of affection is gentle forehead bumps/bonks 🫶🏾. Just a lil silly thing the two do sometimes and Orion does it ALLLLL the time when tickling Dee.

☆ Legit loooooves tazing. Someone needs to stop this man 😭🤚🏾…he has a genuine problem and doesn’t understand how freaking EVIL tazing is (YES I AM TALKING FROM EXPERIENCE).

☆ Sometimes him and Dee have different mining shifts throughout the day and so when they do, Dee always makes sure to say 'hi' when they’re passing by each other like the sweet bot that he is right???

☆ But Orion, instead of giving a normal response he just gives his bestie the smuggest grin ever and either wiggles his digits at him, feigning a 'wave' or he just straight up pokes him in the back plate and the sides 😭😭😭.

☆ Brought out the 'Tickle Monster’ persona when meeting Bee REAAAAAL quick.

☆ Comes up with the meanest of nicknames such as 'gigglebot' or uhhhh yeah no that’s all I got but you catch my drift.

☆ IS. SO. COCKY. IT’S SICKENINGGGGG.

☆ Yaps on and on and ON about how you could honestly stop him if you really wanted him to.

☆ Gives 🫂hugs and cuddles🥰 as aftercare or if anything he’ll give a small fistbump 🤜🏾💕🤛🏾.

☆ Will play fight to pin his Lee down; whatever it takes.

☆ SOSOSOSOSO PLAYFUL.

☆ Loves just randomly picking tickle games to torture— uhhh I mean…play with with his friends 😉👍🏾! For example he’d be like “Okay…uh, truth or dare: you tell me your favorite spot to get tickled or I tickle you 😇!”

☆ “But I’m not doing anything/I’m barely touching you~!”

☆ Talks about tickling as if it’s the most normal thing in the world.

☆ He’ll be like: “Oh, yeah! That really tickled me pink…” cue him looking over at you to see you a

☆ Will blatantly just ask someone if he could tickle them if he’s in a bad enough Ler mood.

☆ Is the type that could yap for days about how cute a laugh is (he does it with Elita 24/7…pray for him guys he will get a fist to his faceplate one of these days…).

🩶ᴅ-16🩶

♢ 🥹AIUHGGFHKKIUUYGAAAHUYA D-16 MY LOVEEEEE🥹.

♢ S W I T C H (50/50 as well).

♢ 💕MAH💘BOOOooOoOo💖.

♢ That’s my kin you guys don’t EVER mess with me 💪🏾🔥✨ (I say as if it’s a flex…) .

♢ HE HAS A HIGH PITCHED SNORT/SQUEAK LAUGH IDC IDC IDCCCCCCC‼️

♢ D-16 🤝🏾 Peppa Pig.

♢ My sweetheart baby blorbo boo bear forever and ever. He will be redeemed guys trust (<- I’m delulu 😔…).

♢ Is the literal textbook definition of a squirmer.

♢ Will kick, flail…you name it. All you need to know is he won’t sit still while being tickled 🙅🏾‍♀️.

♢ So good luck with not getting a servo in your faceplate when tickling this bot 😂👍🏾.

♢ Can only say 'tickle' when he’s in a Ler mood or when he’s tickling some other bot…but other than that??? Can’t say it to save his LIFE.

♢ His worst spots are his neck, knees and thighs <333.

♢ But tbh he is literally the embodiment of what it means to be ticklish so in all honesty just tickle him anywhere 🤷🏾‍♀️.

♢ Lightly scratch under his chin and he will actually combust into the sweetest most purest giggles ever; it’s Orion’s fave place to tickle him ☺️🩷!!!

♢ IS. TICKLISH. EVERYWHERE (I’m aware I already said this and I’ll say it again 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️).

♢ HATES how ticklish he is and HATES how easy it is for Orion to make him tag along with his dumb missions due to that fact. Orion will literally just tickle Dee to oblivion until he decides to come on a stupid little adventure with him 😭. (#JusticeforD-162024).

♢ Kinda personal headcanon I suppose but I feel like this bot DEFINELTY has a touch of the tism…just a bit 🤏🏾😙.

♢ So when it comes to teasing, he realizes what he finds flustering and then automatically uses it on someone else.

♢ Literally gives out a free handbook on how to tickle him whenever he tickles someone else 😗.

♢ Freaking loathes his laugh…like actually….

♢ Will try to hold it in when being tickled but can only last, like…0.2 seconds before completely giving in. (His record is 1 second…Orion legit counted 💀🤚🏾…).

♢ Tries to act like he’s some big scary Ler because of his height and size but if you literally just tap him on the shoulder or something he will descend into the giggleest (pun very much intended) of giggles.

♢ Has ticklish shoulders, arms and palms as well bc I simply said so 🕺🏾🕺🏾🕺🏾!!!

♢ Actually so scared of accidentally hurting someone when he’s squirming…like that’s legit his biggest fear.

♢ He one time actually kicked Orion so hard his bestie went flying into a whole other room…still apologizes to him for that day constantly 😖…

♢ HATES PLAYFUL NIBBLES WITH A PASSION OH MY GOSH; FINDS THEM THE MOST GOD AWFUL EMBARRASSING THING‼️

♢ He D I E S when Orion does raspberries or nibbles on him. The only thing you’ll hear from the taller bot is snorts and subtle squeals while he’s just silently wheezing bro…

♢ His laugh…gets SO. freaking. loud when someone gives him a raspberry idk how to describe but just know it shakes the BUILDING‼️‼️‼️

♢ Digit wiggling gets to him so bad ohhhhoooo this poor bot is so ticklish I almost feel bad (almost).

♢ He’ll just be all like: “GEHET IHAT OHOVER WIHIHITH!!!” or “JUHUST FRAHAHAGGING DOOHOO IHIT!!!”

♢ And Orion, being the jackaft he is is all like “Get on with whaaaat, buddy 😇~?”

♢ Covers his faceplate when he snorts because again omg this dude hates his laugh to a FAULT. He mainly hates it because he snorts, though.

♢ And it’s not even a subtle snort like when I tell you this man snorts…he SNORTS.

♢ Orion literally thinks D-16’s laugh is legit the most purest thing to ever exist in all of Iacon (they are so brothers coded ur honor I cannthtgththdjd).

♢ If Dee is having a bad day and just mumbling and grumbling self deprecating bullscrap to himself being all like, “My laugh is so loud and annoying and blah blah blah *insert Dee grumble noises…*” Orion will just tickle him into saying nice things about himself (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`).

♢ DOES LIL HAND FLAPPIES IF SOMEBOT GETS HIM IN A GOOD SPOT (projecting?? Pljshsggsh nooo ofc not…).

♢ Has to protect his sides bc Orion tases him DAY and NIGHT.

♢ Is ganged up on by Orion and Bee CONSTANTLY. And Elita is there just usually watching in amusement but she will join if need be 😘.

♢ She tickles D-16 sometimes to get him to loosen up bc my Lord this man is tense. More tense than her and that’s saying a LOT.

♢ Sorry to be that guy but lemme get on the angst train for a quiiiiiiick sec 🚂‼️‼️‼️

♢ Yk how I mentioned Orion’s fave spot to tickle D-16 was his chin right??? I can imagine after Megatron gets banished from Iacon he tickles himself there as like a self-soothing thing.

♢ And the thing is…he can’t even laugh to the feeling anymore. He’s done it so many times he’s gotten numb to it.

♢ To be completely honest he doesn’t even know why he does it anymore since he can’t feel…anything. Megatron just guesses it’s one of his many ways of grieving for what he once had…

♢ 💃🏾MUAHBAHAAHHA OKAY OKAYOKYAOKAYY LER DEE TIMEEEE🕺🏾!!!

♢ Even tho this man his is hella ticklish do NOT be fooled…he has his Ler moments.

♢ AND HIS HEIGHT HONESTLY JUST MAKES IT TEN TIMES WORSE.

♢ “Usually you’re so tough…where’d all that cockiness go, hm~?”

♢ Always tries to make his Lee guess what he’s going to do next (🎶ohooo rhyme time🎶).

♢ Will be like: “What am I gonna tickle tickle tickle~? Your oh-so yummy tummy or your neckie neck? And if you guess correctly I pink promise to stop tickling youuuuu~!”

♢ AND HE WILL NOT STOP YAPPING UNTIL YOU GUESS…

♢ But I know your thinking 'Oh, well he’s just gonna pick the oppisotw of what I out so there’s really no point…'

♢ 😃A b o u t…t h a t…😅.

♢ Once you guess, Dee will actually be like: “Awe, shucks….yeah, that’s the spot I was gonna tickle 😔.” AND STOPS TICKLING. COMPLETLEY AND JUST GOES HIS MERRY WAY.

♢ PLAYFUL GROWLS PLAYFUL GORWLS PLAYFUL GROWLLSSSS 😙💞💖💕💘

♢ FREAKING ADORES PRETENDING TO 'EAT' SOMEONE’S TICKLE SPOT UHGGFHF HE MAKES ME SO HAPPY

♢ Tries to act all scary and teasy but just ends up laughing with whomever he’s tickling ✨‼️

♢ BC LIKE?????? AWE?????

♢ Honestly just a big 'ol teddy bear 🥹…!

♢ But if he’s feeling super mean he’ll nuzzle his face into his victims— uhhh I mean compadres tummy before nibbling.

♢ THE 'OM NOM NOM' KING 🤴🏾!!!

♢ Kills Bee with it on the regular (R.I.P. 🪦).

♢ And when he becomes Megatron⁉️ Those claws⁉️⁉️⁉️

♢ Ugh I cannot with this man throw him in a dumpster already.

🩷ᴇʟɪᴛᴀ-1🩷

♡ I LOVE HERRRRR GUYS THIS IS MY QUEEN RIGHT HERE 🫠💘🫠💗🫠💓🫠💖🫠💞

♡ TALKING ABOUT HER IN A VEEEEERY POSITIVE LIGHT BECAUSE EEEEEEEE I LOVE HER SO MUCHHHH‼️

♡ 💖🫶🏾 A Ler-leaning Switch 🫶🏾💖

♡ Denies liking or Primus forbid loving tickling and she’ll take that until she’s offline (even though her friendgroup knows daaaaaang well she doesn’t like it…she 😏loves😏 it hhfgffhggrgh)

♡ I’m gonna be soooooo honest this girl didn’t even know she was ticklish until she met Orion Pax and D-16.

♡ I can literally imagine one of their first interactions was Orion just yapping about how she needs to loosen up a bit while Dee is just DESPERATELY trying to rear Orion back to their job (poor man does NOT want to get demoted).

♡ And then she just starts to ignore the two bc shoot I would to 😭🤚🏾. And Orion, trying to get her attention again pokes her in the side (more like a jab— he honest to Primus didn’t mean to tickle her) and she just squeals loudly and bats away his arm.

♡ When I tell you Orion’s faceplate brightened with mischief??? When I tell you Elita’s faceplate literally blushed so damn hard???

♡ Poor girl was so confused after that encounter. She was just like “Why am I feeling this way…and why the frag does it feel so good…?”

♡ She laughs like a ✨yassified gremlin✨…idk how to describe it bc that’s LITERALLY how her voice actor laughs.

♡ The embodiment of “EHEHEHEEH 😈‼️”

♡ Will occasionally wheeze, squeak and squeal 🙌🏾💓. But good luck, she’s a preeeeeeetty tough cookie to crack.

♡ Cannot handle massages. AT ALL.

♡ “IHIHIF YOHOU DOHON’T QUIHIHIT IHIT RIHIHIGHT THIHIHIS INSTANT-!!!”

♡ Will NOT admit she’s ticklish…she’s worse than Orion and that’s SAYING something…

♡ Her worst spots are her back, thighs and underarms.

♡ PUNCHES AND KICKS AS A REFLEX!!!

♡ Kneed Bee in the gut (🥳two for two🙌🏾) when he was tickling her and she felt SOOOOO BAD.

♡ If you wanna really get Elita to giggle, though…just do small back scribbles and pokes she’ll go ballistic 😵‍💫.

♡ Once, during a mining shift break Orion and Elita were hanging out and just poking fun of each other, right??? It was all fun and games until Orion made a cringe-worthy joke and Elita was all like “Your probably the only bot on all of Cybertron that Primus regrets creating 😑…”

♡ And Orion, being the drama king he is just GASPS and is all like “RUGGEEHJGFGF YOU’RE SO FRAGGING MEAN TAKE THAT BAAAAACK 😫😣😖😩😔😟🙁‼️”

♡ Then Elita, being as stubborn as the future Prime is all like “Make me.” Cue to the two having a playful wrestle match until Orion accidentally pokes Elita’s back..

♡ Also cue to him pining his friend to the ground and just happily tickling her back…

♡ AND WHEN I TELL YOU ELITA WAS CACKLING‼️‼️‼️

♡ Poor bot didn’t know her back was that ticklish AUGHHHH. She was all like: “PRIHIHIMUHUS STAHOP NOHOHOH PAHAHX GEHEHET AHAHAFF!!!”

♡ Doesn’t get Lee moods often but when she does?? Ohooooo it’s HELL for her 😭.

♡ She just gets really restless and tingly and shes just like: AUGHHHHH WHAT THE FRAG DO I DO???

♡ And the thing that I’ve noticed about the main male bots in TF1 is they talk with their hands…a LOT. So she could just randomly be talking with Dee and the entire time she’s just like: “Primus fraggit…”

♡ I can imagine D-16 tickling her quite often actually. Likeeee does he know what he’s in for when she gets him back??? Oh yes 100%. But I feel like he will just risk it for the biscuit when it comes to tickling Elita 🥹💞.

♡ Covers her mouth when getting tickled and HAAAAAAATES it when other bots mention it. FoOoOor example:

♡ Orion: “D'aww…Lita, why’re you covering your faceplate, hm~?”

♡ Elita: “SHUHUPF. UHUPF!!!”

♡ Orion (removing her hand): “Sorry…what was that~?”

♡ ALSO HAS REEEEEEEALLY TICKLISH PALMS AAAAA⁉️

♡ If you tickle her she will N E V E R say 'please' or anything like that tho bc she freaking refuses to 'beg to anyone.'

♡ So when the tickling happens she just accepts her fate (with the occasional kick and punch ofc).

♡ “If you fragging tell anyone I’m ticklish you will permanently get a dent in your faceplate by my fist, got it?!”

♡ 💘LOVES💘 TICKLE FIGHTS— she’ll always try and make it a competition.

♡ Won’t look her Ler in the face….she’d rather freaking deactivate.

♡ Before she received a cog, her atenta thingies were VEEEERY sensitive.

♡ IT WAS HER M E L T SPOT, BRO. One poke or nibble there and she would be GOOOONEEE.

♡ She’s really sad she doesn’t have them anymore, though cuz they were lowkey her fave tickle spot uhhhH I MEAN WHO SAID THAT⁉️⁉️⁉️

♡ Hate’s being tickled (🧢‼️).

♡ Kindaaaaa reacts when someone uses the dreaded t-word. Like she’ll stiffen and her optics will go wide and stuff and she’ll just stare going like “O-O…”

♡ AHHHHHH OKAY BUT LER ELITA HAS BEEN ON MY M I N D.

♡ Pining is quite literally her middle name. She knows waaaay too many ways on how to pin a bot so if you’re tickled by her…?

♡ Good luck, soldier 🫡. Cuz you most def will be tickled to tears.

♡ Points out the obvious ✨buuuuut✨ also adds some teases here and there….yk for ✨✨✨dramatic✨✨✨ effect.

♡ “Hm….this seems like a really bad spot…would you like it better if I moved to this spot instead?”

♡ “I genuinely cannot understand you…see, if you were less fragging ticklish then you wouldn’t be in this position.”

♡ HGFDHEJSJFJ SHE WOULD BE SO DAMN EVIL‼️

♡ Like she wouldn’t even need to threat who she’s tickling…she literally just has this look that’s quite enough to send somebot giggling.

♡ Tickle chases??? Yeah no that’s not a thing when it comes to Elita-1 ☝🏾🙂‍↔️…

♡ You’ll probably get two steps in before she playfully pins you to the ground.

♡ VERY COCKY since she knows the other three are like…hella ticklish.

♡ Like yeah she has a ticklish backplate…big deal 🙄🤚🏾. Dee has ticklish knees for Primus sake; how the frag does that work???

♡ IS ALSO SO MEAN DURING CLEANING DAY OH MY WORD…

♡ Since they’re miners (HAH) I can imagine there’s like a ton of dirt and scrap that gets stuck on/in their joints.

♡ And so, they have clean up days where the bots are washed by machines that help remove all that gunk :D!!!

♡ But yk what two bots try to skip that day constantly?

♡ D-16 and Orion Pax (mostly Dee let’s be so fr; the ONLY time this man will break protocol).

♡ And Elita has to legit hunt these two down with the little cleaning machines and she is always so. mean. about. it.

♡ Cuz Dee is hiding cuz he’s deadly ticklish and the 🪶feathers🪶 and 🧽scrubs🧽 are just….frag to the no.

♡ And Orion is just going with him for the heck of it 🤷🏾‍♀️.

♡ She’ll just stroll down the halls with her hands behind her back like some evil villain saying, “Just come out you two…the quicker we get this over with the quicker you can go back to whatever weird mission you two were doing.”

♡ “I’m not sure why you thought you could hide from me…does my title mean nothing to you~?”

♡ Knows eeeeevery tickle tick in the book; rib counting, hand wiggling, you name it.

♡ So in short? When it comes to Elita…just know what you’re getting yourself into 😵‍💫...

💛ʙ-127💛

⭔ KFHDHHEJSJS MY BABYYYYYY 😭💖🫶🏾‼️

⭔ You are my suuuunshiineeee…my only sunshine *cue LeBron James photo*

⭔ A Lee-leaning Switch ☺️👍🏾.

⭔ I bet the poor thing didn’t even know what tickling WAS until he met the squad.

⭔ I MEAN THINK ABOUT IT. HE WAS AT SUB LEVEL 50…IN BETWEEN A LONG TIME AND FOREVER…WATCHING TRASH FREAKING MELT‼️‼️‼️

⭔ WHEN WOULD HE HAVE DISCOVERED THE WONDERS AND WHIMSY OF TICKLING⁉️⁉️⁉️

⭔ Oh yeah!! That’s right…NEVER. Cuz he was alone for soooo lonnggg rruahgdggdh ☹️…

⭔ It’s giiiiiivinggggg…touch-starved tbh.

⭔ Genuinely got so confused when Orion and Dee were having a tickle fight one time (yes this happened after the movie because they all stopped Sentinel together and lived happily ever after idk what Transformers One movie YOU GUYS watched but thats the one I watched).

⭔ He was like: “Why is Dee laughing so much…is he okay 😅?!” Like out of curiosity and concern but also out of amusement because Dee’s snort laugh is legit pure serotonin 🫶🏾💕.

⭔ Elita then had to explain that he was tickling him, right? And Bee just blinked in confusion and was all like: “…The frag is a 'tickling…?'”

⭔ After that it literally got soooooo silent and even Orion and Dee stopped their tickle fight to just look at Bee like “😦” and MDNDHSJJ BASICALLY EVERYONE WAS JUST APPALLED.

⭔ Tickle hugs and tickle cuddles are his fave thing e v e r.

⭔ MAKES SO MANY NOISES WHEN HE GETS TICKLED OMGGGGG!?!?

⭔ Will literally squawk like 🦅dying bird🦅 if someone so much as pokes him to get his attention or something.

⭔ His worst spots are his hips, stomach and sides.

⭔ When getting tickled, he just hugs himself and kicks his lil pedes ☹️💘💗 💓💞!!!

⭔ Legit the baby brother of the group so y'all already K N O W he’s wrecked the most out of all four of them.

⭔ Let me tell you— when this sunshine gets tickled he barely does anything to stop it besides the actions I listed before. As I said…he LOVES getting tickled.

⭔ He kinda literally let’s it happen except letting out panicked “nohohonono’s” or “plehehease’s” with his occasional squeals, squeaks and hiccups.

⭔ Sososososo giddy when he’s about to get tickled 💞💕💖!

⭔ Closes his optics and covers his faceplate a ton.

⭔ Has a code word (idk what it is yet uh,mmm use your imagination that I came up with a show-stopping word) when he’s had enough.

⭔ 🫣B🤗L🫥U😵‍💫S🥴H🫠Y🤭!!!

⭔ SO SO SOOOOOO BLUSHY!!!

⭔ Anybot could wiggle their digits at him and he’s a giggling, blushing mess ugh I love him.

⭔ I can imagine him being SUPER shy to ask for tickles or to even talk about it since he’s been alone for quite some time (biggest understatement of 2024…) and the sudden switch between being alone and now having friends you consider family is really…overwhelming yk????

⭔ Like I can just see him wanting to ask D-16 for tickles or something but like he doesn’t know how to and he has a small blue tint on his faceplate while he’s rocking his pedes back and forth thinking of how to phrase the question.

⭔ And Dee just looks at him with the most understanding and soft smile and is all like: “You want tickles, buddy?” and Bee just shyly nods UUUGGGHHHFHHDJDJS,,,,!,!

⭔ Closes his optics or looks away this man can not and will not ever look his Ler in the face 😂.

⭔ Kinda worried and paranoid that he’s too much sometimes and he fears that the others will eventually get tired and annoyed with him so he masks. Which, Orion, D-16 and Elita do not like ONEEEE BIIIIT.

⭔ The other three gang up on him CONSTANTLY.

⭔ Is tickled awake by Elita 24/7.

⭔ Kinda tickly on his lower backplate and if you scribble there juuuuuust right he’ll descend in the most sweetest of cackles RAUGHHHH 💃🏾💕🕺🏾!!!

⭔ While being tickled, he has to be corrected on like how to say it…if that makes sense 😅; since he’s unfamailar with it and the word as a whole…he has a hard time structuring it. For example:

⭔ Bee: “IHIHIHIT TIHIHICKLED SOHOH BAHAD!!!”

⭔ Orion: “I think you mean it 'tickles', bud. It tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle tickles, buddy boo~!”

⭔ Bee (blushing SO freaking hard): “NONOHOHOH!!!”

⭔ Counts the egg crack knee thingie thing as illegal and he will actually deactivate faster than you can say 'Badassatron' if you do it to him 😭👍🏾.

⭔ After he gets somewhat comfortable around his friends as the months go by, he will just straight up just ask to get wrecked….which the others have no problem doing at all 🫶🏾!!!

⭔ “Nohoh wahahait dohohon’t ahactuahally stohop I didn’t mehehean it…”

⭔ Two words: 👏🏾Baby👏🏾. 👏🏾Teases👏🏾.

⭔ LITERALLY MAKES HIM MALFUNCTION SO BAD BRO. Like…getting tickled as a stand-alone he barely knows how to react but sprinkle some baby teases in there⁉️⁉️⁉️ Just deactivate the poor bot at that point…

⭔ I love him so much he makes me so fucking sick 🫨💞‼️

⭔ BUT HIM AS A LER THO⁉️⁉️⁉️

⭔ A FREAKING MENACE. Well…uh,,,,,kinda.

⭔ He’s awkward at first. Like…so so so awkward. Like…cringe-worthy awkward.

⭔ Poor dude did NOT KNOW how to tickle somebot…he was just kind like, “Huh…this is weird but your reactions are cute so imma keep doing it :).”

⭔ AND GOT SO UPSET WITH HIMSELF THAT HE DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO TICKLE PEOPLE.

⭔ SINCE HIS FRIENDS MAKE HIM GIGGLY AND HAPPY HE WANTS TO REGIVE THE FAVOR BUT HE DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO.

⭔ So yk what he does??? He takes 📝notes📝 on how others tickle him and how his friends tickle each other (pretty smart strategy tbh 😌👍🏾).

⭔ One day, D-16 and Bee were tag-teaming Orion and Bee used one of Dee’s teases and Orion completely LOST it while Dee just looked at Bee proudly 💕✨.

⭔ Big brother little brother bonding right there! Hopefully nothing bad happens to them, right? RIGHT??? Right.

⭔ Loves tazing and poking eheh.

⭔ “Boop boop boop boop boopity boop ☺️!!!”

⭔ And he says it in the most genuine purest way e v e r ^

⭔ But once he’s learned to be teasy and mean??? It’s over for freaking everyone.

⭔ Loves pointing out how much the bot he’s tickling is having fun.

⭔ Yaps to no end about how they could 101% get away or how they’re just holding his wrists and not ACTUALLY preventing him from tickling them (as I said…menace).

⭔ “Looks like SOMEBOT is enjoying themselves~!”

⭔ Since Bee is…yk…really really short, after the rebuild (basically a couple months after the movie) of Iacon he often climbs Elita’s and Optimus' backplate and just forces them to give him a piggyback ride 😗.

⭔ BUuUuUuT this lil yellow bot is a legit demon (he has horns in other iterations for a reason ☝🏾😈) and he likes to just ever so slooowly trace the bot who’s carrying him’s neck or just full on blows a raspberry on the crook of their neck cables.

⭔ Like…99.9% always tries to make his Lee admit something.

⭔ Either that they’re cute, that they like being tickled or something along those lines.

⭔ We all know his knife hands tho yes yes mhm mhm we’re all familiar???

⭔ Okay hear me out but what if they were like…interchangeable?

⭔ Like he has daggers for slicing and dicing but then he ALSO has daggers that aren’t sharp enough to kill or scratch a man but sharp enough to…well, I know you catch my drift 😚🫶🏾.

⭔ “I gotchu~! I’m gonna getchu getchu getchu~!”

⭔ In short, love this dork and I cannot flipping wait to see more of him 🐝.

⭔ Although, if his voicebox gets ripped out you guys will not hear from me. At all.

#Transformers tickle #Transformers One tickle #Sfw tickle #Sfw tickle blog #Sfw tickle community #Tickle headcanons #The noob terminology is probably so ass yes I’m aware……#I’M NEW TO THE FANDOM SO HAVE MERCY ON MEEEE 😭🫶🏾#✨Also shoutout to legs-like-jelly✨#Bro’s been dealing with my rambles for abt a MONTH now 😞🤚🏾#AAAaAAAAaaAAnD helped with some of the terminology stuff…tysm solider hfhhrehene #But anyways can you tell I’m just…SOOOOO normal about each and every one of them right??????? Right.#Getting obsessed with robots was NOT on my 2024 bingo card…buuuuut I’m not complaining #Ugghhhfhgfgfh and the amount of edits I have is HUMBLINGGGGGGG #I need to sleep they’re taking up my brain power and UGHHH WTFFFF #🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️MANIFESTING TRILOGY🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️#Also do NOOOOOOT be afraid to hit me up in the asks to talk about TF1…(aka: I need to talk to people about this movie 😌💖)#TF1 fandom take this ☺️🫴🏾💕#Lee!Orion Pax #Lee!Optimus Prime #Ler!Orion Pax #Ler!Optimus Prime #Lee!D-16 #Ler!D-16 #Lee!Megatron #Ler!Megatron #Lee!B-127 #Ler!B-127 #Ler!Elita-1 #Lee!Elita-1

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