#dratchrod nation RISE

[mychlapci]

Rodimus being horny and unable to move because he has Ratchet and Drift on either side of him sleeping. Unable to take it he humps Drifts leg trying to be quiet as his panels open and he presses his bare valve against Drifts leg getting it covered in lubricant.

Drift wakes up and sticks his fingers into Rodimus who almost yelps. Both of them trying to be quiet as first Drift fucks him with his fingers and then slides his spike in and fucks his tight valve.

Both of them try to be quiet but Ratchet wakes up and gets mad. He punishes them both by forcing them to suck his spike.

oh that’s adorable. Rodimus waking up in the middle of recharge with his panels hot, sweating coolant because the bodies spooning him are just so warm. Drift and Ratchet are still asleep, judging by the soft, steady purr of their engines and the fact that they both appear to be unaware of his plight. Whenever Rodimus attempts to wiggle out of the bed, they both squeeze him tighter, not letting him escape, and it just so happens that Drift’s leg slipped between his thighs at some point, so who was he to deny himself? Rodimus stealthily starts rubbing his panel against Drift’s thigh, but soon enough he finds that it isn’t enough, and if he goes any faster the sound of scraping metal is bound to wake them up. So he just… pops his panel open, hissing when his bare valve touches upon Drift’s warm plating. He rocks into Drift, the rolling of his hips growing more and more frantic as he gets close to his overload. 

A hand slipping down between his legs and touching his node makes him freeze, and he looks up to see Drift, optics still hazy with sleep, chuckling. He whispers something about Rodimus being a needy little thing, but doesn’t stop fingering his valve. With both of them still lying face to face, Drift struggles a little to angle his spike up with Rodimus’ valve-port, but he manages in time, and would have managed even without Rodimus’s constant, impatient wiggling. Roddy gasps. When Drift enters him, Ratchet hugs him tighter from behind. 

Drift shushes him, tells him to stay quiet, to not wake him up. The pace is slow and torturous, since they don’t want to rock the bed too hard, and whenever Drift’s spike drags across every little cluster of nodes within his valve, Rodimus has to bite his tongue to keep in a whine. It’s the quietest overload Rodimus has ever gone through, gasping breathlessly against Drift’s mouth the entire time.

Ratchet wakes up to the smell of sex in the room, burning oil and lubricant, and he quickly notices that Rodimus and Drift are currently tangled in each other’s limbs, shaking with aftershocks. He wastes no time smacking Rodimus’ spoiler and calling them both disgusting, turning his back on them… but they decide that, really he’s just jealous, and they bother him until he caves and tells them both to get down and start sucking sucking his spike <33