#plasticsinned - bumblebee

[pollenspread]

   @plasticsinned​ cooed :  “ I’m getting close —” // Bee for Hornet

   sexual sentences  /  no longer accepting !

         What was he saying ?  it was so hard to tell, between having to divide her attention between Bumblebee & watching the monitors.  as exhilarating as it is to interface in a room with no doors, the knowledge that Optimus had informed the duo sometime earlier of their imminent arrival added a kind of risk Hornet wasn’t keen on taking at first.  one that would surely end in a lengthy lecture on professionalism & appropriate work-related relationships from Ratchet.

         ... Again.

         Although.. with the way that Bumblebee has that massive monitor chair rocking, amplifying his erratic thrusts, Hornet can forgive herself later if they do get caught.  she can give that little bot credit, he was right that turning the chair around & messing with the tilting mechanism did make the event more thrilling !

         With a chair big enough to hold someone of Optimus’ size, there’s ample room for her to lean her knees on the cushion while servos grip at the back.  keeping her stabilizers spread wide, there’s a mild drizzle of that young desire dripping down her thighs with every plunge of his over-eager spike into her greedy valve.  

         The vermillion bot struggles not to cry out with every other thrust as Bumblebee grips at her waist, his own grunts & moans winding that warm pit in her pelvis tighter & tighter--  why won’t she just overload already ?!  & why does that denial feel so terribly fantastic ?!

   ❝ c-come on, come ooon ! ❞  Hornet begs, her inner walls tightening as the horned bot continued to ram his aching spike into her needy port.  ❝ please !  please- fuck, just come already ?!  they’ll be here any s-second !  PLEASE !! ❞