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tinydefector · 2 months

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Prowl over

Prowl x human

Word count:2.5k

Warnings: classic paying for fines with sex, (man in uniform) sex, smut, fingering, oral, G/T, sex on car/ sex with car(XD) valveplug.

Take on the classic paying a fien with fucking a police officer, haven't seen anything like this for Prowl so thought why not.

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If anyone makes art of this please tag me cause I'd love to see it.

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The sound of an engine roars through the long desert road, the stars above flicker and sparkle under in the cloudless sky. The car races down the old highway, over the speed limit more than the driver cared to check. They hum along to music, as their arm hangs out the window tapping against the side of the door. The driver's carefree demeanour abruptly shatters when the flashing red and blue lights catch their attention, in the rear vision mirror. A muttered curse escapes their lips, a frustrated exclamation at the unfortunate timing of encountering law enforcement in such remote areas. "Oh fuck me, why is it only on roads like this pigs fly, never out here any other time" they mumble.

The presence of the police car ruins their mood in an instant.

They finally find a decent enough area to pull over and slam their head back into their seat and groan out loud at their stupidity, taking a deep breath as they try to read themself for dealing with law enforcement this late at night. It's only when they catch the number plate that they realise it isn't a real cop, the smaller little insignia on the bonnet also reflects the red and blue lights. A mix of relief and curiosity washes over them as they watch Prowl's holoform emerge from the police car and approach them. They can't help but wonder what he was doing out here this late, normally he would be back at the Ark at this time of night.

Prowl maintains a professional demeanour as he approaches the driver door. "Good evening, licence and registration please" he greets them in a firm yet polite tone, his eyes focused on a note pad but in truth it was his way of masking as he ran scans on their number plate. Prowl's attention moves to the driver. Their eyes flicker to him as they shoot him a nerve smile. "On the Prowl I see" they state with a slight laugh.

Prowl's optics narrow slightly as the driver's words reach his audials, a flicker of recognition crossing his face. He lets out a groan of annoyance as a stern and annoyed expression crosses his face, His voice takes on a colder tone as he addresses them, his words laced with a hint of passive-aggression.

"What are you doing out here?" Prowl says, his voice dripping with a mix of familiarity and disdain. "Speeding like that on these roads, you're lucky I happened to be on patrol today. " Prowl's optics scan the surroundings once more, ensuring that no other potential law enforcement were around. He then focuses his attention back on the driver, his gaze unwavering. “Sorry I was just trying to get home Prowl” they try to defend.

"You know the rules. Speeding is a dangerous and reckless act that puts not only yourself but others at risk." He reaches into his pocket and retrieves a ticket book, flipping it open with a practised motion. "I'm afraid you'll be receiving a fine." Prowl's tone remains stern as he proceeds to document their information. "Oh come on Prowl! Don't be a hard ass!. No one ever comes out on these roads other than Autobots or you know Human allies and no one this late, I'm sorry I am but I'm just trying to get home!" They hiss out in annoyance. Prowl's brow narrowed further, his patience wearing thin. He takes a step closer, leaning against the window. "Let me remind you that it is my duty to enforce the law and maintain order on these roads, regardless of who you think should or shouldn't be here."

Prowl's holoforms eyes bore into the,, his voice growing colder. "Speeding is a violation, plain and simple. It endangers everyone.". They lean out their window meeting him almost face to face. "Prowl please I can't get this fine I need my licence, i can't afford a fine" they state desperately. "You should have thought about the consequences before you decided to break the law," Prowl responds, his tone less harsh than before.

"Prowl I flat broke, I don't get paid to come out to autobot headquarters, I'm there as a volunteer, please I can't afford a ticket, anything else please" They beg. Prowl's optics narrow, as they continue to plead for leniency. "Step out of the vehicle,” Prowl commands, his voice commanding obedience. They are led to the boot of the car where they are handcuffed and Prowl does a quick search of them, then lets out a small grumble of words at him but he pays them no mind. Just as quickly as his holoform was there it disappears into thin air; the sound of gears, metal and scrapping is the only warning they have before two large servos grab their hips. They gasp slightly as Prowl sits them up on the roof of their car moving back around the side. "You're an ass you know " they mumble as he makes them look up at him.

Prowl's optics flicker with a mix of annoyance and amusement as they mutter their discontent. "You should have thought about the consequences before breaking the law," he states, his grip on their hips tightening ever so slightly as he moves closer standing between their spread legs. "Consider this a lesson in accountability," he adds, his voice carrying a note of satisfaction. He leans in closer, his voice low and husky as he responds to their plea. "You enjoy being a pest, don't you?" he murmurs, a hint of amusement lacing his words. Prowl's grinding against them slowly, servos gripping their thighs harder holding them in place against the roof of the car. His name falls from their lips as they look up at his optics.

A faint smirk tugs at the corners of his lips. "Say it again," he commands. they bite their lip and lean back against the roof of the car, Another moan leaves them before an idea crosses their mind, a twinkle of mischief in their eyes. "Oh officer Prowl, I'm so sorry for speeding, please I don't have the money can I pay this fine Another way?" They ask in fake desperation only to moan as he nips at their neck. "Fuck prowl" they yelp as they squirm under him.

Prowl's continue to nip and suck marks into their throat. teasing them as punishment, his voice laced with a hint of amusement. "Oh, how convenient. Suddenly you're sorry for speeding," he hums against their throat, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Prowl's grip tightens on their thighs, hiking them higher up his hip plating. "You think a few moans and pleas will get you out of this?" he questions, He leans in closer, his voice low and seductive as he whispers in their ear. "You just want me to fuck you, is that it?" he whispers, his words sending shivers down their spine as a loud whine leaves them making Prowl chuckle at their desperation.

"Yes, Please Prowl" they call out breathlessly and sincerely. Their eyes focus on his faceplate "God you're hot when you get all Cop" they state under their breath, Prowl's audios catch the driver's breathless plea, he lets out a soft chuckle at their desperation.

"Flattery won't get you out of the fine," he responds smugly as he watches how flustered they get under his touch. "Prowl I don't even care about the fine anymore, please you're killing me here" they whine as they grind back against his interface panel. "Fuck Prowl please" They whimper pathetically. A smirk tugs at the corners of Prowl's lips. "You want it so badly, don't you?" he murmurs, his voice low and husky in their ear, the static filtering over the top of it has them whining as they try to grind back against him.

The sound of ripping fabric has them gasping as Prowl servos tear through their pants. throwing the ruined fabric onto the ground. "Prowl! That my only set!" They cry out in a panic as they wiggle and struggle in the hand cuffs. his voice tinged with a hint of annoyance . "How unfortunate," he retorts. His servos continue their slow descent, tracing over the newly exposed skin as be indulged in how soft it is in his grasp. "You should have thought about that before," he remarks, a smug satisfaction crosses his face.

They don't get a chance to try and argue more before Prowl's digits are moving against their sex stroking and teasing before he dips one into their tight heat. They gasp, Moan and quiver against the car roof from each touch. "You owe me a new set" they manage to stutter out, as they rock against his servo, adjusting to the size of his digits as they relax against the car roof. Prowl raises an optic as he shakes his head before leaning down to press his glossa into them, working them open with both his mouth and digits. His voice drips with a passive-aggressive remark, "You think you can make demands now? How amusing" . Prowl's response. They cry out as he presses his glossa deeper into them, his other servo dragging them back as they try to squirm away.

As the cuffs dig into their back, the driver arches and whines, their arms partially numb from the restraints. Prowl watches his digits disappear into their tightness. Spreading their thighs wider. Prowl's spike throbs mercilessly within his panel, aching to be released . "You want my spike?" Prowl taunts, his voice dripping with amusement at their despair. "You'll have to beg a little harder than that," A small sob leaves them as Prowl digits sink back into them, he enjoys each little sound and movement of their body against his. "Prowl please fuck me, please need you, please" they call out breathlessly, only to gasp as he captures their lips in a hungry kiss. he pulls his digits out.. "You want me? You want me to frag you?" he murmurs, desire in his voice as he continues to press little kisses to their lips.

"Yes, yes please " They whimper sweetly against his lips. Prowl feels a surge of satisfaction, their plea for him growing more desperate. With a deliberate motion, Prowl's interface panel snaps back, freeing his spike from its confines. A low growl of pleasure escapes his vocalizer in a static filled buzz, his spike throbs and pulsating with anticipation between their thighs.

They bite their lip as Prowl teases the tip Against their sex, pressing in enough only to pull away and repeat again. Whimpers and whines leave them as they watch. "Please mister police officer, I promise I won't speed again, I really don't have the money to pay this fine, could I pay with my body?" They coo in a playful tone, still biting their lip. Prowl's optics narrow slightly as he continues to tease the tip of his spike against them.

A hint of amusement flickers across Prowl's face as they plead with him in a playful manner, offering their body as payment for the fine. His tone is laced with a fake mix of restraint and curiosity as he holds back an eye roll at their dramatics. "Is that so?" he replies, his voice low and measured. "You're willing to offer your body in exchange for the fine? Quite a proposition," Prowl's optics lock onto theirs, his gaze intense as he considers their request, taking the time to mull it over in his processor with a hum.

They gasp loudly as Prowl slowly presses his spike into them, sweet little moans leave them as he rolls his hips pressing his spike deeper into them with each thrust. "Mmmm you don't seem to mind my offer, somebody likes to play favourites with autobot allies " they call back teasingly only to gasp at a rough thrust from Prowl. “behave” he mumbles, With each thrust, Prowl rolls his hips, driving his spike deeper into the driver's tight opening, eliciting more moans from them. "Don't mistake this for favouritism," he growls, his tone filled with a touch of aggression. He knew it was true he was playing favourites but he didn't want to be called out on it.

Their eyes flicker down to watch as Prowl's length disappears and reappears with each thrust, he hikes Their legs up more before picking up pace grinding his spike into them. "Mmmm whatever you say handsome, I'm your favourite little criminal, " they tease playfully as another moan falls from them. A low growl escapes Prowl's vocalizer as he continues to move with increasing intensity, "Oh, you think you're my favourite little criminal, do you?" he grunts, his voice laced with a hint of dominance . "Well, let's just say you've certainly caught my attention" . Prowl's movements become more urgent, his thrusts growing harder and faster .

As he continues his forceful thrusts, pleasure courses through both their bodies, causing them to gasp and cry out in ecstasy when he presses into them just the right way. Prowl relishes in the tight clench of their walls around his spike, each little response to his actions bringing him immense satisfaction as he shuts them up. He watches with delight as their words are replaced by babble pleasure. Leaning closer, his voice dripping with a mix of authority and desire, Prowl whispers in their ear. "You wanted to tease, my little criminal? I hope you're ready for the consequences of your actions," he growls, his voice low and seductive . Prowl's thrusts become even more forceful, his movements calculated the car under them rocks with each thrust and the sound of his gears grinding and creaking echoes into the desert air.

They clench as if trying to milk him of transfluid and cry out as their orgasm hits, tears run down their cheek. With a snarl of raw desire, Prowl continues to rut into them, his movements becoming more urgent with each time they arches and grind back against Prowl. One of his servos brushes tears away from their cheeks as he captures them in another kiss.

With each powerful thrust, Prowl is closer to the peak of pleasure, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm. Prowl's own overload follows, his transfluid spilling into them, as a static snarl leaves his vocalivers as he slumps over their panting form. He holds them close as he resets his systems taking time to let everything reset before his optics focus In on them. They both stay still, taking time to recover as Prowl's expression softens as he traces their faces. Their pants go into lazy breaths as they lay against the car roof just watching him before they finally speak. "Do I still have to pay the fine?" They inquire softly as they clench around him again. Prowl's optics flicker with a mix of annoyance and amusement as them. “You're a pain in my aft” he grumbles with another kiss.

“can you please take these cuffs off, they are digging into my back too much” they call out as he hums in contemplation again. “Prowl don't be a dick, please”

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tinydefector · 2 months

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Could I at all request something about the car wash / power wash idea you mentioned. I just: my brain is thinking over all the adorable conversations that could happen. The fluff brings me joy. ;0;

Bubbles

Prowl x human reader platonic or romantic

Warnings: none

Word count 1.1k

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A huff leaves the human as they stand there tapping their foot while watching Prowl. They had finally swindled him into accepting getting an actual wash done instead of the quick decontamination spray he would normally get. "Are you going to transform or are you just expecting me to scale your frame?" They playful snip at him.

Prowl turned his attention to the human glaring up at him while they tapped their foot, his optics narrowing slightly at their playful jab. "I fail to see the necessity for such frivolous activities," he remarked, his tone sharp and snappy. "My current state of cleanliness is within acceptable parameters."

"Uh huh tell that to all the bugs you have wedged in your grill" they quip back at him as they begin filling a bucket of water as they add in the scented car wash mix.

He remained still, making no move to transform or comply with their request, "If you wish to proceed with this endeavour, you will have to do so without my cooperation," Prowl stated bluntly. He was not one to easily bend to the whims of others, especially when he saw no logical reason to do so. Once finished filling the bucket they flick the water towards Prowl as it splattered across his bonnet. "God you're such a sour puss. I can feel you frown burning into my skin, just transform please"

Prowl's optics flashed with a hint of annoyance at their persistence, The splatter of water across his bonnet elicited a faint twitch in his facial plates, his doorwings fluttering in a subtle display of his growing impatience.

"I do not appreciate being treated in such a manner," Prowl retorted, his voice clipped and cool. "I will not be swayed by your childish antics," Prowl stated firmly. "Don't make me get the powerwasher out" They threaten, standing there still pointing the hose at him waiting for him to transform so they can clean him. Prowl's optics narrowed slightly at the threat, the mention of a power washer eliciting a flicker of concern in his expression. Despite his stoic exterior, the prospect of such a forceful cleaning method gave him pause, the practicality of the situation beginning to weigh on his processor.

With a sighed vent, realising he wasn't going to win this argument, Prowl finally relented, his frame shifting as he transformed into his alternate mode. The sleek and formidable police car now sat before them, ready to undergo the cleaning process they had so adamantly insisted upon.

"This is very unnecessary and wasteful of both our time" Prowl grumbled in annoyance, had any of the other Autobots had been present he would have put up more of a fuss or simply walked off. As the water from the hose sprayed over his newly transformed vehicle mode, Prowl couldn't help but feel a sense of begrudging acceptance for the situation. The human was determined and persistent and had won out in the end, and he found himself secretly admiring their spirit and snark.

"Thank you coppa" they tease before giving his back end a slight slap before they hit him with more water. Prowl's engine hitched as his horn blew from the contact with his rear end. He goes deadly silent and they chuckle at his reaction. Once he had been hosed down enough they turn off the water and grab the bucket of soapy water. They start with his bonnet squeezing the sponge out before lathering Prowl up in a glorified bubble bath.

Despite his initial reluctance, he found himself relaxing into the sensation, the rhythmic movements of their hands soothing in a way that surprised him. hummed softly as the human began to lather him up with soapy water, the gentle touch of the sponge gliding over his bonnet slowly lures a low purr from him. The warm water and soapy suds mingling with the gentle caress of the sponge created a sense of comfort and contentment that he hadn't expected.

"Oh do I hear you purring! And you put up such a fuss over me trying to get you out here for a wash" they shoot back at him, they move further down his frame slowly working the soap into the mudflaps and rims of his tires. "I am not purring," Prowl retorted,had he not been in his alt mode he would have been glaring daggers into them. Though he denied it, the subtle vibrations from his engine betrayed him, a mix of relaxation and satisfaction at the thorough cleaning he was receiving.

"You're a terrible liar you know" they shoot back while continuing to work, dipping the sponge into the water before working at his plating again. Prowl scoffs slightly in response to the playful accusation. "Perhaps you need your hearing checked," Prowl replied, it's a bizarre tease, one he normally wouldn't state but they had him relaxing and were trying to tease him.

They laugh softly as they move down towards his rear, they snicker softly. "You're an Ass, and speaking of that, Nice ass for a cop" they state as if trying to make his processor crash. "Are you done manhandling me and removing my plating with your eye's? " Prowl managed to reply, his voice slightly stilted as he tried to regain his composure. It goes quiet between them while they continue to wash him down.

"So once I'm done with the wash down do you want me to give your Upholstery a vacuum and clean?" They hum as they wipe the bubbles off their arms.

Prowl's engine gave a curious hum. "Only if you can be professional about it," Prowl replied, his voice calm and composed. Despite his former dislike of the idea he was rather intrigued by the offer. The prospect of having his interior upholstery cleaned and vacuumed sounded delightful.

They lean down at his revision mirror as they clean off some webs. "Would you also like one of hanging air fresheners, air vent ones or one which is in a tin that just gets put in the cup holder. And if so what scent would you like? " They inquired with a smile, knowing they had him hook line and sinker at the offer. Prowl does his best to not seem overly eager when he agrees. "Both sound…acceptable," Prowl replied.

"I think I have an Ocean breeze, one or black pine" they state while moving back to hose him down and wash off all the soap of his frame. It makes a difference to his frame taking the dirt and dust off. "I've also got polish, if you want a shine up!" They tease knowing full well he was invested now. "I don't appreciate that there is a 73% chance you are doing this to avoid consequences for something” Prowl relays, but at that point he would deal with it later. “What, I can't just give you a wash without wanting something in return!” They state In fake hurt. “Prowler, I thought we were closer than that!”

“You're not making your case any better for yourself, you are aware” he quirps but allows them to continue.

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