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jweekgoji · 5 months ago

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Hi hi, I have a request, it's a TF one nsfw, I thought a Orion x Femme reader x D-16

I came up with maybe they're off the mining shift and Orion is with reader in a storage closet and they fragging and D-16 walks in looking for Orion or idk 😭and Orion offers him to join and they ravage reader

Orion Pax/Reader/D-16

tags: NSF///W (minors, don't read), slight voyeurism, threesome, dirty talk, light teasing, deep penetration, double penetration, m/f/m. additonal: femme!reader, cybertronian!reader, top!Orion Pax, sub!Reader, top!D-16 word count: ~2,9k

How many times have you been in this situation? Hiding in the cramped space of the storage room, nothing but drilling tools in this place...along with you.

Your back hurts so awfully, the lingering sensation down your spine making your circuits whine. After hours of long, hard shifts in the depths of the mines, this is quite the familiar state of every bot you know. Usually, you'd have been lying in the tiny recharge slab that you had a long time ago, but at least you'd get some time off before you'd have to repeat the day's cycle from the beginning in the early morning.

As Orion presses you against the wall, a light, almost barely audible exhale leaves your lips. The bright optics lose their usual light for only a moment. You instinctively arch your back, and the servo wraps itself neatly around your partner's neck.

You definitely need to stop giving in to him. He may not care that he's at the bottom of the promotion list for the umpteenth time, but you definitely don't want to repeat his fate!

That's why you, as an honorable and responsible worker, are definitely not going to give in to your less rational blue-and-red companion, and.... so now you let him get on with it.

Orion's servo rests gently on your waist, slowly sliding down every tiny detail of your back until it finally stops on the smooth surface of the aft.

It is so hard to keep himself away from you all day long, constantly listening to Darkwing's complaints or rude comments. There aren't many things in the life of an ordinary miner that can bring him as much pleasure as being with you. Surely, there were occasional sneaking out into the archives, some arcade game sessions with his best friend, but can all of that really compare to being so close to the one person you cherish so much?

Supporting your weight with his own, strong servos, Orion pressed you only closer to himself, nestling between your thighs, as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

Better, much, much better now.

That cocky little smirk always plastered on his faceplate. Whenever you two are together, there is rarely a moment where he actually tries to act serious around you. It takes a soothing effect on you in some way. Smiling and happy with life, as if you have hope for some bright future in this world.

Noticing your silence, Orion presses his lips lightly against your neck, the contrast of the colder metal against yours, more heated, creating a contrast between the two temperatures. So unfair...! He's barely coaxed you away to finally be alone together, and you're not giving him any attention he wants at all!

You notice those big blue optics looking at you from down below; your lower lip pulled forward, forming that familiar, unsatisfied face. Yes, you've remembered the reason why it's always so hard for you to tell him no. You roll your eyes demonstratively.

“You should cheer up a little,” Orion murmurs against your neck, peppering small kisses down your sensitive throat. “How often do we get to spend time like this?”

You tilt your head to the side only slightly in response, raising your optical ridge as your lips were pressed in a thin line. Is he serious now?

For a brief moment, Orion flaps his optics silently, the awkward pause between you causing him to smile awkwardly. “Okay, often, but my point still stands!”

Quietly tsking your tongue, your servo reaches down to grab his chin and pull him closer, initiating a kiss. In response, your mr-since-the-last-accident only gives a quiet moan. Trying to relieve the uncomfortable, tight knot down below, feeling his spike pressing against the interface panel, Orion squeezes your hips harder, angling you to grind your own interface panel against his.

His breath hitches, forcing you to break the kiss for a moment. Hips involuntarily canting forward into your touch, trying to coax out a response out of you. This was wrong; you knew it was wrong, probably not the best idea, especially doing it here...but it felt too good to stop.

Your hushed sighs, a soft ‘Orion...!’ music to his audials. If only you could see yourself from the other side. To see how sweetly you try not to make a noise, shivering in his tight embrace, maybe you would finally understand the motive behind his actions.

Crammed into the corner of the room where you were hiding, was the perfect place to finally get his way with you. The one servo on your hip neatly goes up, the rough metal pads of his fingers circle around the middle of your interface panel.

Slumped back against the wall, your metal frame shuddering with the pleasurable ripples of arousal coursing through your inner mechanisms. He tries so hard, always making sure you're really ready and genuinely enjoying every second of your time together. Lightly arching your back into his touch, without too much effort, your interface panel opens.

He can feel your chassis squirming against his own, and it takes every ounce of his willpower not to just take you then and there. But he resists the urge, wanting to make sure you're both fully satisfied before he loses himself completely.

Slowly, he slips two digits inside your valve, already dripping wet, making a honey looking mess between your thighs. You can tell how Orion's optics are already glued to the view, tongue licking the inside of his teeth, already anticipating himself, with his glossa cleaning every inch of you.

The quiet gasp escapes you as Orion's digits find that special spot inside you, drawing more of the sweet huffs of the hot air. He slips a single more finger, feeling the inner walls of your valve fluttering around his digits.

You gently squeeze Orion's shoulder, trying to control your own voice. You almost instinctively move your hips forward to his touch, meeting each thrust of his fingers inside you.

After a brief wait, Orion slowly pulls his fingers out. The optics are confined to his own fingertips, rubbing them one against the other before he slides them into his mouth, tasting you.

Another, quiet, but this time more demanding whimper escapes from you, causing Orion to momentarily pull away from his little moment of fantasy. A light, light blue pollen forming blush appears on his face after the brief realization that you are watching him.

“Yes- right, sorry,” Orion smiles awkwardly, wiping his mouth with the back of his wrist. So distracted by touching you, he's barely focused on his own state of being.

Carefully positioning himself between your legs, Orion's interface panel easily pops open, and if anything, just a mere brush against you would have triggered it to let loose, if you tried. Despite the overwhelming urge to just bury his spike to the halt, he restrains himself enough that with a slow, steady push, Orion begins to ease himself into you.

You tense up slightly, holding your breath for only a moment. The barely noticeable whirring of your coolers fills the room. Your state doesn't escape Orion's gaze, and with a gentle stroke on your back, he tries to reassure you.

“Come on, relax,” he flashes you that heartful smirk, trying to reassure you. “We've been doing this here for a long time and still no one caught-”

Orion's words are suddenly interrupted by the slight hiss of a door opening. And at that moment, everything seemed to freeze around you.

Orion immediately turns his head back to look behind him. You feel his servo gently squeezing your frame, pulling you closer, as if trying to hide from view. It seemed like you'd continue to look at each other like this before...

“Are you two crazy?” D-16 takes a few steps further into the storage room, just enough for the door to close behind him. Great, less chance of bringing someone else into this not at all embarrassing situation. “Couldn't you find a room any better?”

Oh, just a D-16. Just him? At least it's better than bumping into one of the guards.

Orion's iron grip on you visibly relaxes, and instead of a brief panic, a playful smile reappears on his face. Orion playfully rolls his optics in response to the lecture from his friend. Not that this is the first time he's been caught like this. Not that this is the first time his best friend has found him like this.

“It was our only best option,” Orion tries to defend himself, his servo gently moving to your hips, holding you tightly. “Can't blame a bot for trying to blow off some steam here.”

A tired sigh comes from D-16 as he drops his work tool to the floor with a dull thud. “Then learn how to close the door first.”

Now, you immediately turn your gaze in your partner's direction, looking at him with obvious frustration.

“Orion!” you say indignantly. “Again?!”

“I thought I did-” he averts his gaze to the side, unable to look into your optics at the moment.

Wonderful, now both of his dearest people in the world want to kick him. Not that he wasn't used to it...at least not all at once!

“Okay, look,” Orion, sensing you slowly moving away from him in an attempt to maintain some decency, only presses your frame closer to his own. “I know you two are mad at me right now, but, I have an idea!”

This seems to catch the attention of both D-16 and you. Orion's blue optics run between the two of you, as if trying to catch your reactions. Seeing that you are silent and willing to listen, he continues.

"How about we slip off today's shift and instead spend some time over something more enjoyable than a 24-hour shift in the mines? Hmm?" a confident smirk on his face, after voicing his most ingenious solution.

And after a short pause, instead of the expected approval, you only start to argue more. Okay, not quite what was expected...

“Did Elita hit you too hard?”

“Of all the things you could say...”

“I don't understand why I even stayed here.”

Orion and his inability to keep his mouth shut. How could you even suggest such a thing! I mean, you're not even...that close to D-16. Sure, you're as familiar with him as any other miner, and certainly as Orion's partner, you're destined to be the ones pulling the bum out of all sorts of dangers. Of course, you'd be lying if you said you didn't find him at least a little attractive, but that still doesn't give Orion the right to suggest such things. Even if even your seemingly outraged speeches sounded less and less convincing by the second.

“Come on, Dee, don't pretend you've never thought about it, I've known you for more than one cycle,” Orion backs up his words by slapping your ass lightly, making you shudder in his servo. "And I'm sure she doesn’t mind either. Right?"

You look away as if out of shame, but to deny the obvious would be pointless. The traitorous silence from D-16 lets you know everything. Hate to admit it, but Orion's right. Hard to believe it has to be even said.

“If we get caught and demoted because of you, it'll be your fault, Pax,” D-16 mutters unhappily, shooting Orion a stern look. And yet, he quickly shortens the distance between the two of you.

D-16's touch seems rougher. His servos are larger, and he has no difficulty easily supporting your weight in his own servos. Despite this, his actions seem more inexperienced, the pads of his fingers gently stroking the inside of your thighs as if afraid to leave the slightest mark on them.

Orion's servos slide higher, stopping at your waist, giving enough room for his friend to join you. Carefully changing position, now with his back pressed against the cold wall behind him, you are presented before D-16 in all your beauty.

D-16's vibrant yellow optics linger on your body. You notice his optics widening briefly and quickly flicker over every contour of your frame. It's endearing, in a way.

You're used to praise and compliments about your looks from Orion, but something in his look full of admiration says a lot more beyond words.

“Don't stare so much, or you'll just stand like that all day,” Orion teases his friend, nudging him lightly by the shoulder.

“Hey, I'm not staring,” D-16 defends himself, quickly raising his gaze towards the other mech, anxiously trying to prove otherwise.

A quiet chuckle escapes Orion, and he only responds by rolling his optics. As if you can't tell the obvious from one look. His friend is so hopeless, unable to even hide his own feelings for the two of you. Good thing. What kind of best friend would Orion be if he didn't agree to...help?

Pressing you back against D-16's chassis, Orion gently rubs the tip of his spike against your inner walls, sending a pleasant shiver along your back. Primus, with all this going on, you hardly notice. He's still inside you, needing relief. Fortunately, there's no possible distraction at this moment. Not when you're sandwiched between them, with barely enough space to move.

You feel D-16 pushes insistently against your tight entrance from behind, barely wasting any time you have for now until your coworkers will find out about your little trip to the storage rooms.

“Just relax, we'll start slow at the beginning, yeah?” Orion rubs your waist in an attempt to get you to relax, glancing in D-16's direction.

It took a good few seconds for a response before the silver mech behind you could quietly mumble a “...y-yeah,” hiding his face against your shoulder, trying so desperately to contain his own neediness.

Reluctantly, Dee thrusts forward, his hips rocking as he begins to move, before halting his movements, giving both of you some time to adjust.

“Aggh...so tight,” you hear from behind, as D-16's hot, heavy breath fanning against the side of your face. The sensation alone makes you sigh softly, your optics closed tight.

You can feel every twitch, every ridge dragging along your sensitive walls as both mechs carefully slow thrust forward. Orion's servo reaches out to cup your cheek, tilting your helm up to meet his own lips. Another muffled moan escapes you, and you instinctively press closer to Orion, trying not to go crazy with all the sensations you're feeling right now.

D-16's spike, already slick with lubricant, hits that one spot inside you, making you cry out into the kiss, arching your back to meet his movements. Orion slowly pulls away from the kiss, a thin stream of coolant running down his chin.

“Still want to leave, Dee?” Orion holds your face gently, rubbing your bottom lip with his thumb, removing some of the coolant.

In response to this jab, D-16 only utters another groan, and through gritted teeth, snarls back at Orion with a stern, “Just shut up already...!”, causing the latter to smile a little. Primus, and not the slightest ‘thank you’ is expected.

Heeding D-16's advice, Orion bucks his hips, pushing his spike deeper, to join D's. You can practically feel them both halted inside you, the tips of their spikes kissing each other against your stretched inner walls.

“Doing so, so well, love,” Orion praises between his heavy breaths, his grip on your chin tightened just a little, only to tilt your head up, exposing your neck to his lips. A soft, wet kisses and nips paint the sensitive metal of your throat, followed with a quiet murmur of words of encouragement from your lover. “You're the best thing to ever happen to us.”

You have no idea how, by some miracle, no one's heard you yet. You could swear that any bot that could walk past the storage room would probably have heard you long ago. The sickening sounds of metal against metal, the wet squelching of lubricant following along with your moans.

Your breathing becomes noticeably quicker, and judging by the slight shaking and twitches beside you, it's probably safe to say that neither of you will last much longer. You can barely keep your optics open, feeling that even if you closed your optics for a moment, you would hardly have the strength to open them again. The mere sensation of your walls tightening around their spikes was enough to trigger their overload.

Orion's grip on you tightened, holding you flush against him as his hips jerked forward one last time, and a moment later, you feel thick, hot ropes of lubricant coating the small of your back.

None of them seem to have any intention of letting you go at all. Orion's servo is still pressing you gently against him, while Dee is gently cradling you from behind. You rest your head on Orion's chassis, finally finding a quiet moment to rest. Slowly, the heat in your body begins to die down, and quite softly, your systems cool your heated frame.

Okay, maybe out of all Orion's ideas, not all of them are that terrible. But just for today.

Completely unnoticed by you, the doors to the storage room abruptly open, causing the three of you to jump up in surprise. To your great relief or regret, all you see in the doorway is the stern face of your squad leader, Elita One, who has just finished her shift in the mine.

Holding her work equipment at her side, you meet her face with nothing but disapproval and obvious irritation at what she has seen. Frag.

“Learn how to lock the doors,” she points at you, after a short pause. “Disgusting.”

Forget what I said.

#transformers x reader #transformers one x reader #orion pax x reader #optimus prime x reader #d 16 x reader #megatron x reader

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apod · 1 month ago

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2025 June 4

A Milky Road to the Rubin Observatory Image Credit: NSF, DOE, Rubin Obs., Paulo AssunÃ§Ã£o Lago (Rubin Obs.)

Explanation: Is the sky the same every night? No -- the night sky changes every night in many ways. To better explore how the night sky changes, the USA's NSF and DOE commissioned the Vera C. Rubin Observatory in Cerro PachÃ³n, Chile. In final testing before routine operations, Rubin will begin to explore these nightly changes -- slight differences that can tell us much about our amazing universe and its surprising zoo of objects. With a mirror over 8 meters across, Rubin will continually reimage the entire visible sky every few nights to discover new supernovas, potentially dangerous asteroids, faint comets, and variable stars -- as well as mapping out the visible universe's large-scale structure. Pictured, the distant central band of our Milky Way Galaxy appears to flow out from the newly operational observatory. Taken last month, the featured picture is a composite of 21 images across the night sky, capturing airglow on the horizon and the Small Magellanic Cloud galaxy on the lower left.

∞ Source: apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap250604.html

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darthannie · 5 months ago

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Raymond Leon NSF/W Alphabet

a/n: written from a “x f!reader” perspective. @lau219 requested this and thank you SO much for doing so. Smut under the cut!

AFTERCARE, what they’re like after sex

He’s quite doting but in a clinical way. He wants to make sure all of your needs are met first before he takes you in his arms and holds you. If you’re in bed he’s inclined to cuddle until one of you has to leave. To calm himself down after particularly intense moments, he likes to talk to you. He never has anything to say, but hearing your voice soothes him more than anything else could.

BODY PART, their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s

His favorite part of his body are his hands. His favorite part of your body is your hips, especially when he’s able to grab onto them. More specifically the part of your body that hinges when you bend over. He likes grabbing there a lot.

CUM, anything to do with cum, basically

He loves cumming inside you. It makes him feel closer to you. He feels deeply satisfied watching it drip out of you. He likes pushing it back in with his fingers and slowly pressing himself back inside you just to do it all over again.

DIRTY SECRET, pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs

He likes snooping around your underwear. Clean. Dirty. He’ll pick out his favorites for you to wear for him on special occasions.

EXPERIENCE, how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?

Oh, he knows what he’s doing. When he was younger he was out a lot more, and more bold. Now, he’s settled down into his life. And with you in it, he feels truly alive again. He's putting all his experience into practice with you. And yet, he still learns new things with you all the time.

FAVORITE POSITION, this goes without saying

Anything that ends with you bending over. Doggy, standing, anything as long as you’re folded over and ready for him. The feeling of him pushing up against you makes him want to never stop. His favorite part is grabbing your wrists and pinning them to your back or your sides as he thrusts into you relentlessly.

GOOFY, are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.

He’s rarely in the mood for a laugh and that is no different when he’s ready to do it with you. It’s a very serious endeavor for him. Especially when he decided to take your relationship seriously. Every time he has sex with you it feels like he’s on a mission to make you (and himself) feel as good as possible.

HAIR, how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.

He keeps himself clean and trimmed. He’s quite particular about it and always has been.

INTIMACY, how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect

He can come off as pretty intense. It’s rarely lighthearted. The first time the two of you had sex was after months of seeing each other. He didn’t want to open himself up to someone until he was sure about him (his time is valuable to him and he didn't do much other than work).

JACK OFF, masturbation headcanon

He rarely does. The only times he finds his hand drifting down, down, down is when you’re away from him for too long. He starts slow and steady before losing himself in the moment. He grunts, moans, and bites his fist. He gasps as he cums all over himself and then gets annoyed that you're not there to help him clean up.

KINK, one or more of their kinks

He loves impact play and leaving marks. He makes you count out the times he spanks you. When you’re on your knees for him, he likes to give you light slaps on your face, enticing you to open up for him. He only gets rough and leaves marks when you let him. You have tiny welts where he lightly broke skin with his teeth. They’re only in places for you and him to see so you have little reminders of what he's done to you. They make both of you blush. He also has a slight breeding kink, mainly just so that you know that your his.

LOCATION, favorite places to do the do

The bathroom. Not elaborating. Next question.

MOTIVATION, what turns them on, gets them going

He loves it when you stroke the nape of his neck. It’s a simple, comforting gesture that reminds him to relax every once in a while. When you’re alone, he often uses it as an excuse to kiss your wrist, which turns into a kiss of your palm, and then a kiss on countless other places on your body.

NO, something they wouldn’t do, turn offs

He does not like it or find it endearing when you feign needy or act cutesy. He usually just rolls his eyes and ignores you. He can tell when you’re using it against him to rile him up. He’ll admit, he likes that part.

ORAL, preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.

He loves feeling your lips around him. It’s his favorite form of stress relief. He’s good at giving head but it makes him nervous. Even after all his years, he still wants to make sure he’s “doing it right”.

PACE, are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.

It depends on his mood. Hard day at work? Feeling unfulfilled? He’s going to use that as an excuse to fuck you relentlessly. However, he’s really good at noticing what your needs are, and sometimes you don’t want hard and fast. He loves taking his time to notice small things about you. He watches how your eyes squeeze shut as he enters you and how you run your fingers through his hair to pull him in...

QUICKIE, their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.

He’s not opposed to them, but due to the nature of his job that’s all he has time for sometimes. He’d much rather lose sleep while fucking you properly at night instead of just finishing for the sake of finishing.

RISK, are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.

He usually likes to stick to what he’s used to, but sometimes you bring new things out of him and push him to his limits. He finds it liberating. He gives into the darker sides of him and it brings the two of you closer together.

STAMINA, how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?

There are days where he feels he can fuck you for hours. The most you two have gone was three rounds but he made you cum five times. You were spent.

TOYS, do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?

He doesn’t own any. He finds them frivolous and would much rather have the real thing.

UNFAIR, how much they like to tease

The only time he teases is when he takes his sweet time with you. He smiles at your reactions and how genuinely you need him. It makes him feel wanted.

VOLUME, how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.

He keeps it quiet for the most part. When he's about to cum he gets louder. His moans are soft and quiet. He saves his sweet nothings for afterwards.

WILD CARD, a random headcanon for the character

More fluffy than anything, but you make him want to quit his job. He’s devoted so much of his life to his work, he wonders what it would be like without it.

X-RAY, let’s see what’s going on under those clothes

He’s not one for showing himself off, but he knows how much you love his body. Lean, toned, and absolutely gorgeous. He's decently sized, more than enough for you to choke on and make you feel full.

YEARNING, how high is their sex drive?

Sex isn't his top priority ever really. However, he adores you and a kiss is enough to get him going. He adores you and you genuinely are the light of his life.

Zzz, how quickly they fall asleep afterwards

It doesn’t take him long to fall asleep afterwards. His days are exhausting, so falling asleep after isn’t an issue. He loves to wrap himself around you. He puts his guard down when he's in bed with you and he feels completely at peace.

#raymond leon x f!reader #raymond leon smut #raymond leon x reader #cillian murphy fic #cillian murphy smut #raymond leon #in time #i proofread this but no one is perfect

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of-stars-and-dust · 9 days ago

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Astronomy Picture of the Day

2005 June 28

The Giant Radio Lobes of Fornax A

Credit: Ed Fomalont (NRAO) et al., VLA, NRAO, AUI, NSF

Explanation: Together, the radio lobes span over one million light years -- what caused them? In the center is a large but peculiar elliptical galaxy dubbed NGC 1316. Detailed inspection of the NGC 1316 system indicates that it began absorbing a small neighboring galaxy about 100 million years ago. Gas from the galactic collision has fallen inward toward the massive central black hole, with friction heating the gas to 10 million degrees. For reasons not yet well understood, two oppositely pointed fast moving jets of particles then developed, eventually smashing into the ambient material on either side of the giant elliptical galaxy. The result is a huge reservoir of hot gas that emits radio waves, observed as the orange (false-color) radio lobes in the above image. The radio image is superposed on an optical survey image of the same part of the sky. Strange patterns in the radio lobes likely indicate slight changes in the directions of the jets.

Authors & editors: Robert Nemiroff (MTU) & Jerry Bonnell (USRA)

NASA Official: Jay Norris.

A service of: EUD at NASA / GSFC

& Michigan Tech. U.

#nasa #backdate nasa apod #elliptical galaxy #2005 june

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rebornologist · 2 years ago

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Fon smut with overstimulation, fem or afab reader.

Thank you 🖤

"sixth time's a charm" ♡ Fon/Reader smut blurb⁎⁺˳✧

698 words ♡ warnings: piv, overstim, orgasm torture, finger sucking/biting, slight dacryphilia, fon has a big dick idk MDNI! nsf/w utc; pet names incl: dear, darling, love, dove

You had been with Fon for a little over a year, and just when you had grown comfortable with being intimate with him and believed that your sex life could not be amped up any more, he developed a terrible habit of overstimulating you nearly every. single. time. And now, just the thought of your morning escapade has you shyly rubbing your thighs together with a quickened heartbeat. The mellow martial artist is no stranger to coyly seducing you into a vulnerable position, his lean and bare body hovering over your prone form and littering your exposed flesh with hot open-mouthed kisses and teeth scraping gently against your skin. He truly treats your body like a sacred temple, never too rough with you, even if you tell him it’s okay to be harder on you (he’s just too much of a sweetheart). It seems that the regular morning stretches and yoga had its ulterior motives perks, as it's allowed him to position you just how he likes you, and he loves the way you bend and curl so obediently for him.

"Easy there, dearest," he coos, voice hushed and barely audible over the whimpers and whines you could not hold back. You whip your head over to attempt to bury it into the pillow and muffle your cries. Lithe fingers brush over your wet swollen lower lips and part them to gently slide over your clit, earning a lewd mewl of his name from your sweet mouth. “Oh!” He exclaims, eyebrows raising and a sly smile of pure hunger and satisfaction graces his delicate features. He couldn’t get enough of your reactions to every little touch. Your chest heaves, how many times has it been? Four? Five? You’re beginning to lose count.

“Now, my love…” he begins, pushing your leg up to hook it over his shoulder. “Would you be so patient,” he positions himself at your poor, soaked, oversensitive entrance, “as to allow me one.. last,” he continues, pushing in so teasingly slowly, feeling you clench and squirm at the sensation, “round?” he finally finishes his question as he bottoms out, and you’re biting your lip as you nod weakly, succumbing to just how good he feels inside of you. With the slightest shift of his hips, your back arches and you fight the urge to push him away from how overwhelming the sensation is. “Ah, ah, don't run.. relax, dove.” He mumbles, brushing away a stray tear and gripping you firmly with one hand on your thigh and one on your hip, leaning over you to rock into you, slowly, initially, but you’re hypersensitive to even the evenly paced drag of his cock in and out of you.

As he picks up the pace, you find yourself scrambling to cup your hand over your face to muffle your cries, but he moves it from your mouth, encouraging you to grip his bicep instead, and he presses his long, slender fingers to your drooling lips, chuckling slightly when you gratefully take them into your mouth, biting down on them softly to not hurt him, and moaning around his fingers. He finds it adorable that you’re trying to be gentle, even when he’s being so devious as to torture you with countless orgasms. His hips move faster, and you cry out as he withdraws his fingers, now thoroughly soaked in your drool, and begins to rub little circles on your clit to bring you to another high to match his. “So sweet for me, darling..” he manages between his panting breaths, rocking into you with a precision of a man desperately chasing your high in conjunction with his own. "Cum for me, again, pretty please..?" He gasps, short nails digging into the flesh of your thigh as he holds it up over his shoulder. As he brushes hard against the deep spot inside of you, he marvels at the sight before him, your hips bucking and back arching as you chant a string of yesyesyesyesyes and breathlessly thank him for making you cum again. This time, you’ve truly unwound into a teary, fucked-out mess... and he looks forward to the next time he can do this to you.

fin.✧

#khr #hitman reborn #katekyo hitman reborn #khr headcanons #fon imagines #khr fon smut #khr imagines #hitman reborn imagines #hitman reborn smut #hitman reborn headcanons #fon x reader

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wingspiked · 1 year ago

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slight NSF/W musing beneath the cut

thinking about giving Su.nday feather pubic hair

#no judgement ok i think it'd be neat #𝐗𝐈𝐈𝐈. [ . . . ] out of character /

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spacetimewithstuartgary · 8 months ago

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Scientists prepare for the most ambitious sky survey yet, anticipating new insight on dark matter and dark energy

On a mountain in northern Chile, scientists are carefully assembling the intricate components of the NSF–DOE Vera C. Rubin Observatory, one of the most advanced astronomical facilities in history. Equipped with an innovative telescope and the world's largest digital camera, the observatory will soon begin the Legacy Survey of Space and Time (LSST).

Over the course of the LSST's 10-year exploration of the cosmos, the Rubin Observatory will take 5.5 million data-rich images of the sky. Wider and deeper in volume than all previous surveys combined, the LSST will provide an unprecedented amount of information to astronomers and cosmologists working to answer some of the most fundamental questions in science.

Heavily involved in the LSST Dark Energy Science Collaboration (DESC), scientists at DOE's Argonne National Laboratory are working to uncover the true nature of dark energy and dark matter. In preparation for the LSST, they're performing advanced cosmological simulations and working with the Rubin Observatory to shape and process its data to maximize the potential for discovery.

Simulating the dark side

Together, dark energy and dark matter make up a staggering 95% of the energy and matter in the universe, but scientists understand very little about them. They see dark matter's effects in the formation and movement of galaxies, but when they look for it, it seems like it's not there. Meanwhile, space itself is expanding faster and faster over time, and scientists don't know why. They refer to this unknown influence as dark energy.

"Right now, we have no clue what their physical origins are, but we have theories," said Katrin Heitmann, deputy director of Argonne's High Energy Physics (HEP) division. "With the LSST and the Rubin Observatory, we really think we can get good constraints on what dark matter and dark energy could be, which will help the community to pursue the most promising directions."

In preparation for the LSST, Argonne scientists are taking theories about particular attributes of dark matter and dark energy and simulating the evolution of the universe under those assumptions.

It's important that the scientists find ways to map their theories to signatures the survey can actually detect. For example, how would the universe look today if dark matter had a slight temperature, or if dark energy was super strong right after the universe began? Maybe some structures would end up fuzzier, or maybe galaxies would clump in a certain way.

Simulations can help researchers predict what features will actually appear in real-world data from the LSST that would indicate a certain theory is true.

Simulations also allow the collaboration to validate the code they will use to process and analyze the data. For example, together with LSST DESC and the collaboration behind NASA's Nancy Grace Roman Space Telescope, Argonne scientists recently simulated images of the night sky as each telescope will actually see it. To ensure their software performs as intended, scientists can test it on this clean, simulated image data before they begin processing the real thing.

To perform their simulations, Argonne scientists leverage the computational resources of the Argonne Leadership Computing Facility (ALCF), a DOE Office of Science user facility. Among its suite of supercomputers, the ALCF houses Aurora, one of the world's first exascale machines, which can perform over one quintillion—or one billion billion—calculations per second.

"Aurora's impressive memory and speed will allow us to simulate larger volumes of the universe and account for more physics in the simulations than ever before, while maintaining high enough resolution to get important details right," said Heitmann, who formerly served as spokesperson for the LSST DESC.

What to expect when you're expecting an astronomical amount of data

During the LSST, light emitted a long time ago from galaxies far away will reach the observatory. Sensors on the observatory's camera will convert the light into data, which will travel from the mountain to several Rubin Project data facilities around the world. These facilities will then prepare the data to be sent to the larger community for analysis.

As part of the LSST DESC, Argonne scientists are currently working with the Rubin Observatory to ensure the data is processed in ways that are most conducive to their scientific goals. For example, Argonne physicist Matthew Becker works closely with the Rubin Project to develop algorithms for data processing that will enable investigation of dark matter and dark energy through a phenomenon called weak gravitational lensing.

"As light from distant galaxies travels to the observatory, its path is influenced by the gravitational pull of the mass in between, including dark matter," said Becker.

"This means that, as the observatory will see them, the shapes and orientations of the galaxies are slightly correlated in the sky. If we can measure this correlation, we can learn about the distribution of matter—including dark matter—in the universe."

Weak gravitational lensing can also reveal how the structure of the universe has changed over time, which could shed light on the nature of dark energy. The challenge is that the signals that indicate weak gravitational lensing in the LSST data will be, well, weak. The strength of the signal the scientists are looking for will be roughly 30 times smaller than the expected level of noise, or unwanted signal disturbance, in the data.

This means the scientists need a whole lot of data to make sure their measurements are accurate, and they're about to get it. Once complete, the LSST will have generated 60 petabytes of image data, or 60 million gigabytes. It would take over 11,000 years of watching Netflix to use that amount of data.

Becker and his colleagues are developing methods to compress the data to make analysis both manageable and fruitful. For example, by combining images of the same parts of the sky taken at different times, the scientists can corroborate features in the images to uncover correlations in the shapes of galaxies that might have otherwise been too faint to detect.

Becker is also focused on determining the level of confidence the community can expect to have in conclusions drawn from the compressed data.

"If we know how certain we can be in our analysis, it enables us to compare our results with other experiments to understand the current state of knowledge across all of cosmology," said Becker. "With the data from the LSST, things are about to get much more interesting."

IMAGE: Simulated images of the cosmos from the DC2 simulated sky survey conducted by the Legacy Survey of Space and Time (LSST) Dark Energy Science Collaboration (DESC). DC2 simulated five years of image data as it will be generated by the Rubin Observatory during the LSST. Credit: LSST DESC

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the-possum-writes · 9 months ago

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[Day 8] Deep throating

Character: Scorcher Tags: NSF/W, Oral sex, Dubious consent (basically suck dick or die), gender neutral pronouns for the reader Word count: 1428 Synopsis: You've made many enemies who have tried to send hitmen after you but they didn't prove to be much of a threat until one of them has you begging for your life, so you're left to make a deal with him.

You've made a lot of enemies throughout your criminal career as a weapons dealer, mostly rival dealers and police enforcement, but it's never been a problem for you, especially since you are constantly armed. With this reassurance, you sit comfortably in a reclining sofa, your favorite drink in hand, admiring the sunset that casts its final glow over the current kingdom you live in. Your living room lights have been dimmed so you can completely enjoy the sunset through the huge windows. Unbeknownst to you, a figure lurks in the shadowy corners of your suite. He gets closer and closer, aiming a knife at your throat, but before he can do so, another hitman attacks him, choking him with a deadly smog that wrecks his lungs from the inside out.

"What the-?" You turn around to see the body of a stranger fall and stain your once pristine carpet. The smoke coming from his mouth is sentient in the way it moves and consistently emits more and more until it takes the shake of a tall lean man covered in bandages and flame, "a hit man" by the looks of it. And yet, you smirk at the sight of him. What kind of weapons dealer would you be if you didn't have any to protect yourself?

"Intruder!" You shout, ducking behind your couch for safety as your voice activates heavy-duty laser blasters aimed specifically at the tall hitman. You cover your ears with your hands as lights flash throughout your living room, but what you fail to realize is that this man is no ordinary hitman. At first, he struggles to remove the lazers' sights from him, but he discovers that the corpse of the previous hitman serves as an effective meat shield that redirected the lazers' direction away from him, making it easier when he tossed fireballs at each blaster, causing them to explode. By the time you removed your hands from your ears and no longer heard the blasters, you assumed they had vaporized him into goo, but to your horror, you turned around to see him looming above you with murderous intent in his glowing eyes. Your first thought is to go for the gun beneath the side table next to your couch, but he caught wind of your attempt and kicked the table away with such force that it shattered apart as it smacked into the wall. The fear finally dawns over you as he uses his foot to easily roll you to your back, you body going limp as shock and terror over took you, but that didn't mean your brain didn't stop thinking of a way out.

"Wait, wait! Whatever your employer paid you, I can double--no, triple it!" You raise your hands in defeat to prove that you are not going to fight back, but this does not persuade the hitman, who already has flames in his palm and purposefully lowers it to your face as you blurt out the first thing that comes to mind. "Come on dude, I will do anything! I've worked too hard to die now; how about I give you a yacht? Or do you want me to embarrass myself? I could do a stupid ass dance if that's more your thing, or I could even suck you off!"

The hitman falters a bit at the mention of that last bit, his eyes briefly looking at your lips before lowering his fire so close to your face you start sweating more than you already were.

"Okay, how about this—? I'll suck you off and make it worth your time; if you're satisfied, I'll make a contract with you that can override the one you previously signed, with money included; if you don't like it, go ahead and kill me." You offer confidently but with a slight tremble in your voice; even with death at your door, you use some salesman methods. "What do you say??"

The hitman stops his hand from burning your face as he considers the deal; with his face obscured, you have no idea if he's convinced or not, but the second he extinguished the fire from his hand, you felt so happy and relieved that you could cheer in celebration- at least that was before realizing you're not out of the woods yet and that there's work to do. Given his strength and stature, the hitman grabbed you and dumped you onto your couch as if you were made of rags. The sudden drop had you a little dazed, and by the time you refocused your vision, you had an erect cock right in front of you. It took you off guard, there's no denying that, with its size being fairly common for his height, but the upside down angle made it appear more intimidating since it belonged to an equally intimidating man.

Scorcher grabbed your jaw with a single hand, slowly and tantalizingly running his thumb over your bottom lip as you parted your lips instinctively, causing your crotch to begin beating alongside your heart as he stuck his thumb in your mouth and played with the base of your tongue- tilting his head slightly and nodding in confirmation before removing it and replacing it with the head of his cock. Unlike the sensual movement with his hand, he's rougher when he puts his cock in your mouth, which makes sense given that this is all for him, so you do your part and open wide, rolling your tongue on the underside of his cock, accurately tracing the vein underneath even if the push of his hips moves you back and forth. He likes the way you use your tongue, based on the sound of his grunts, holding himself on the side of the couch with one hand while the other goes to your hair, tugging it as he dwells deeper to the point where he hits the back of your throat, prompting you to hold onto the couch's cushion to ground yourself. Tears are already pooling in the corners of your eyes, but that doesn't stop the moans that ripple out of your throat as your body twitches pleasantly at this man using your throat as his personal fuck toy, with your mind wondering how it would feel inside of you- one of your hands wanders up between your legs, but Scorcher grabs it and pins it right beside your body and orders you to keep it there.

"Focus solely on me." He speaks for the first and only time, a warning as he continues fucking your mouth.

It's a shame he doesn't speak up more because his voice sounds like pure sex, especially now that it lowers into grunts and groans as he speeds up his thrusts, the movements causing his ballsack to hit the top portion of your face, but it's nothing more than a second thought because there's spit dribbling down the corners of your mouth as you continue to use your tongue to the best of your abilities. Your throat hurts, your jaw aches, and your crotch pleads for attention, but the thought of your life being on the line motivates you to hold on a bit longer. Fortunately, it appears you were doing something right, because Scorcher grows erratic for a few more thrusts before standing still and spilling his cum into your throat without warning. The first spurt caught you off guard, and you choked a little before properly preparing for the rest of him and swallowing without a second thought.

You were finally able to breathe and cough when he yanked his cock out of your mouth with a vulgar pop, rolling to your side as you struggled to control your breathing and wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth. "So, what happens now mister hitman?" you ask between coughs, using your hand to rub your throat.

Scorcher tucks himself away beneath his bandages, silently eyeing you once more with those crimson flames of his and tilting his head in thought. You unconsciously jump when he extends his hand toward you, but your dread fades when he creates a contract in front of you with a pen and a blank space underneath.

"You did good."

"Good?" You scoff, your pride getting the better of you. "Come on, you're willing to spare me my life and all I get is 'good'?" You play around, but the way Scorcher glared at you advised you not to push your luck. "Alright, alright." You take the pen and sign your name at the bottom, ensuring the fate of the person who originally sent Scorcher after you.

#scorcher x reader #scorcher #adventure time x reader #kinktober 2024 #holy shit i never wanted to suck dick so bad in my life

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swpc-bot--unoffical · 22 days ago

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Space Weather Outlook

Official Space Weather Advisory issued by NOAA Space Weather Prediction Center Boulder, Colorado, USA SPACE WEATHER ADVISORY OUTLOOK #25-21 2025 June 22 at 6:52 p.m. MDT (2025 June 23 0052 UTC) **** SPACE WEATHER OUTLOOK **** Summary For June 16-22 -R3 (Strong) radio blackouts were observed on 17 and 19 Jun. -An R2 (Moderate) event was observed on 16 Jun. -R1 (Minor) events were observed on 16-17 and 20 Jun. -No geomagnetic or solar radiation storms were observed this period. Outlook For June 23-29 -There is a chance for R1-R2 (Minor-Moderate) events through 29 Jun. -There is a slight chance for an R3 (Strong) or greater event through 29 Jun. -Periods of G1 (Minor) geomagnetic storms are likely on 25-26 Jun due to +CH HSS influences. -There is a slight chance for S1 (Minor) solar radiation storm conditions through 29 Jun. Data used to provide space weather services are contributed by NOAA, USAF, NASA, NSF, USGS, the International Space Environment Services and other observatories, universities, and institutions. More information is available at SWPC's Web site http://swpc.noaa.gov

#Space Weather Outlook #SWPC #Space Weather Prediction Center #Space Weather #NOAA #Aurora #Aurora Forecast #Northern Lights #Northern Lights Forecast

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Walk-In Freezer Maintenance Tips for Maximum Efficiency

Introduction

A walk in freezer is a critical asset for any food business, but without proper maintenance, it can turn into a costly liability. Regular upkeep not only extends the lifespan of your freezer but also ensures food safety and energy efficiency.

From daily checks to annual servicing, this guide covers essential walk-in freezer maintenance tips to keep your unit running at peak performance.

Daily Maintenance Tasks

1. Temperature Monitoring

✔ Check and log temperatures twice daily✔ Verify accuracy with a secondary thermometer ✔ Ensure doors seal properly (listen for air leaks)

Why it matters: Even slight temperature fluctuations can spoil inventory.

2. Defrost System Check

✔ Look for excessive frost buildup ✔ Ensure defrost cycles run as scheduled ✔ Clear drain lines to prevent clogs

Warning: Never chip ice with sharp tools—use approved defrost methods.

Weekly Maintenance Tasks

3. Coil & Fan Cleaning

✔ Vacuum condenser coils (dirty coils reduce efficiency by 25%) ✔ Wipe fan blades to remove dust buildup ✔ Check for unusual noises (grinding or squeaking)

Pro Tip: Schedule this task during slow periods to minimize disruption.

4. Door Gasket Inspection

✔ Test seal strength with the dollar bill test✔ Clean with mild soap and water ✔ Apply silicone lubricant quarterly

Sign of wear: Brittle or cracked gaskets need replacement.

Monthly Maintenance Tasks

5. Full Interior Cleaning

✔ Remove all products and shelving ✔ Sanitize walls with NSF-approved cleaner ✔ Check for rust or insulation damage

Deep clean bonus: Improves hygiene and prevents odors.

6. Lighting & Electrical Check

✔ Replace flickering bulbs with LED alternatives✔ Tighten loose wiring connections ✔ Test emergency lighting

Safety first: Faulty wiring can lead to costly breakdowns.

Quarterly Maintenance Tasks

7. Refrigerant & Pressure Check

✔ Monitor system pressures (if equipped with gauges) ✔ Look for oil streaks (sign of leaks) ✔ Schedule professional servicing if needed

Critical: Only certified technicians should handle refrigerant.

8. Structural Integrity Check

✔ Inspect wall panels for dents or separation ✔ Ensure floor drains are clear ✔ Verify insulation integrity (no moisture or mold)

Red flag: Water stains indicate insulation failure.

Annual Professional Servicing

9. Comprehensive System Tune-Up

✔ Compressor performance test ✔ Evaporator motor lubrication ✔ Control calibration check

Cost saver: Preventative maintenance is cheaper than emergency repairs.

10. Energy Efficiency Audit

✔ Check door closure speed ✔ Evaluate cold air retention ✔ Assess lighting efficiency

ROI: Proper maintenance can reduce energy costs by 15-20%.

Troubleshooting Common Issues

Problem

Likely Cause

Quick Fix

Warm temps

Dirty condenser coils

Clean coils

Excessive frost

Faulty defrost timer

Reset/replace timer

Water leaks

Clogged drain line

Flush with warm water

Strange noises

Loose fan blade

Tighten mounting bolts

Final Thoughts

Regular maintenance is the key to keeping your walk-in freezer running efficiently for years. By following this checklist, you’ll prevent costly breakdowns, ensure food safety, and optimize energy usage.

For professional-grade walk-in freezers designed for easy maintenance, explore the selection at Greens Coolers

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jweekgoji · 7 months ago

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can you make a 3 part of d-16 of pleasuring him with a spike instead of fingering

Yandere!D-16/Reader

tw: NSF///W (minors don't read), jealousy, possessive behavior, unhealthy attachment, insecurity (D-16's side), yandere themes. word count: additional tags: gender neutral!reader, reader has a spike, D-16 has spike and valve, cybertronian!reader, idol!reader, power bottom!D-16, top!reader a/n: there's so many different continuations of the original posts so that even I can't keep track of it, haha. the previous chapter for this would be >this.

You're so fond of your little devoted fan, it's hard not to find D-16 at least a little cute.

If any of your coworkers heard your thoughts, oh, you would hear their taunts for cycles.

“That's so weird, what do you even see in him?”

“He's half your size, how do you do...well, you know. 'That stuff'.”

“You're definitely a pervert.”

Of course, none of your friends took your interest seriously. It's just a one-night stand; as they say, you will grow tired of that needy little thing and move on. At least, you should.

You're too good for him, too beautiful for everyone's standards, there's plenty of other mechs and femmes showing their desire for you, the ones that can provide you with everything you need.

Chromia, despite your pretend rivalry during the races, seems like paying too much interest in you, and Hot Rod can't stop asking you out on dates, each time you beat him. So many options...and yet, out of all the Iaconians, a miner? Seriously?

Maybe you actually need a little break from everything. If anyone finds out what you two do behind everyone's back, a cogless bot slacking off instead of working tirelessly in search of energon...that information will definitely screw off his chances at getting a better, higher position in the future. With how little respect most Iaconians have for the cogless part of cybertronians, you can only fear of what else the higher-ups can do to him. Not to mention...what will the others tell about you?

And still... Why, why, why were you like this?

D-16 couldn't comprehend in his head why all of a sudden you started to avoid him.

Are you embarrassed of him? He totally understands that; he learned his place in this society for a long time ago; it's not like he will blame you for it.

Maybe he's been too much for you lately? Yes...yes, definitely, isn't it? He's been so demanding the last time, craving your touch and your praise; everything will be good enough for him if only it comes from you.

Every new reason he comes up with for you as an excuse for you to ignore him, leaves a suffocating feeling of fear inside his processor.

'You've lost interest in him, that's all' is constantly ringing in his head. But that can't be true, can it?

You're perfect; you've said you love him and dedicated some of your time to him specifically, even though you could have run away as soon as you had some pleasure.

He must be the reason.

The look of disappointment was etched on D-16's face. Every single time he cheered for you from the crowd, waving his servo in hopeless need for you to spare him at least a single glance.

You pose next to Chromia, your servo on her waist, as one of the photographers approaches you to take a photo together. First and second prize winners, you can't ignore so many questions from the local sports reporters who are trying to get some answers about your relationship with the blue bot.

Playfully, you deny every rumor, but the slight smirk on Chromia's face only encourages the audience more.

“Yes, we're just coworkers,” she gives you a brief glance, winking at you before looking back at the camera again. “Right, partner?”

The sight alone makes D-16 clench his teeth. The large, flat screen projecting the post-race broadcast seems to mock him.

Here on the screen, you seem much closer to him than you have in the last few days of your stubborn silence. He wonders, when you look at the camera, do you think about him?

Are you even aware that he is, once again, focused only on you, rewatching the broadcast over and over again, just because you appear on the screen?

Primus, he feels so pathetic. Hiding behind one of the few quiet corners, he sighs, servo resting over his optics.

How long has this been going on now? A week? Two? He's so tired of waiting.

D-16 is patient; he really tries to give you as much personal space as possible and as much time as he can give you, but it's so damn hard.

Before, it was easier to control. Before, at least, he didn't have hopeless dreams that you would ever know he existed. But no, now you know him. You know how much he's in love with you—that he's dedicated an entire chunk of his poems about you.

It's not hard for Orion to notice how much his best friend has changed recently. From being strong and determined, D-16 completely avoids any contact with him. Any mention of you only fuels the silver bot more, and it's not uncommon for him to push everyone around him away.

But unfortunately or luckily, Orion is too determined to get off his back so easily. The famous troublemaker won't so easily leave D alone. And as his only best friend, Orion offers him a solution.

“Just sneak into their room when they won't see you and ask them whatever is bothering you. They can't escape you when you corner them!”

Such a ridiculous idea. It annoys him that he's even considering doing it.

Where Orion even gets such ideas from...?

Standing in your room, all alone and surrounded in everything that reminds him of every single thing he adores in you. That alone makes his spark beat faster.

Can he touch that? Some framed photos were carefully placed all over the room. Some with your friends, some with your colleagues; he can recognize the names if he tries hard enough, but it isn't necessary for him when it's only your face he's focused on. You have so many statues after cycles of your career...

It's not like he hasn't been there before. If anything, he's been here plenty of times, but it was never just him in there. Something in this feels more intimate, for some reason, yet it is so, so wrong.

The thoughts about guilt still linger in the back of his mind. He shouldn't be here. That stupid idea Orion suggested him...! Oh great, now he feels wrong.

Can you blame him for it? You've been denying him for so long. It is only natural for him to get a little ahead of himself. He just needs a little taste, just to calm this nagging feeling down his waist. His servo hesitantly reaches for your berth, gently gripping the soft material of the sheets. He just wants to bury his face in it, wrap it around himself, maybe to imagine your gentle hold of him—

Until he hears noise from the outside and all his thoughts stop as he tries to quickly step back from it.

The door opens, revealing only your figure standing in the way. It takes a mere seconds for you to notice an intruder inside your quarters, and the look of surprise showed on your face as you finally realized who it is.

For a moment, none of you let out a single word. His optics wide, mouth slightly open, as if he tries to think of something, anything, but nothing will possibly explain it.

‘This is your chance,’ he quickly thinks, before he musters his courage to finally start to speak.

“...Why? Why were you avoiding me all this time?” D-16's voice quivers; his servo tightens on his own chassis.

The heavy gasps of his breathing are the only sound in the room. You still have no idea how to answer that.

You should have seen that coming. Leaving him alone without any explanation broke his mind, and now frustrated, almost on the edge of tears, you have no other choice but to face the consequences of your own negligence.

Gently closing the door of your room, you decide to continue.

“I was afraid that if someone catch us...they will do something to you.”

D-16's optics widened at your explanation. He expected anything but that. He stops, just staring as if a deer caught in headlights. Not only that, but he was so happy to finally hear that. That at least it's nothing he had thought about before. You care for him, and realizing that makes all his worries disappear for a moment.

But seriously...that's it?

Slowly, a confused look morphs into annoyance; he steps closer to you, grabbing on your wrists.

“You really think...that I care about what others will do to me?” his digits tightening on your frame, almost possessively. “Do you have any idea what I've been thinking all this time? When you kept ignoring me?”

D-16 huffs in frustration, shaking his helm in disbelief. He doesn't understand if he should be angry at you or himself at this moment. He's been overthinking every little thing he had done for the past months that could have possibly made you angry with him. Furthermore, he even broke into your own damn quarters to confront you about it, only to find out that you are just like him.

Thinking too much about small things when the most important person is right next to you.

Primus, you're making him so mad right now, but he lets himself forget about everything, just now.

You feel his servos gripping your face, pulling you towards him, only to meet into the harsh kiss. He cuts off whatever feeble attempt you tried to mutter in apology; no, for now, it all can wait.

He's been waiting for this moment as if for ages. Having you so close to him, his frame pressed against your own, the familiar, burning tingling makes his spike twitch in need.

He wants you; he wants you so much right now, that he barely recognizes himself.

Any other day he'd be too embarrassed to look up at you, too shy to let out a moan in fear that someone might hear.

When he presses you against berth, straddling your hips, he looks nothing like the shy bot you met many, many times before. It's only by one look in his optics, full of need and hunger, that you realize how badly you screwed up.

His inexperience is still so apparent. In a desperate attempt to get you to open your interface panel, he's practically bucking his hips against you, like an animal in heat.

You are so tempted to just watch him trying. Maybe after a good half an hour he'd eventually reach what he desires.

Not wanting to act cruel for now, you finally open your interface panel without a protest. Your own spike pressing between his silver thighs, small droplets of transfluid smearing over the smooth metal.

The sight alone makes D-16 shiver, almost from embarrassment at how fast his own panel opens after watching you.

Spike standing tall, already rock hard, and the wet mess from his valve makes him grind his thighs from impatience. You can only imagine what he'd try to do in your room if you were an hour later to find him.

You feel his servos holding a little tighter on your shoulders, his breathing a little shallow, as he guides himself on your spike. A little shudder runs down his spine at the sensation of you feeling him up, and he barely pays attention to others, making it possible to hear him.

He's been so patient and kind to you. It takes him a little less than a minute to get even more hungry, desperate for more.

“D—” you gasp, your own servo reaching for his waist to slow him down a little, only for him to grind himself on you harder.

He'd be lying if he said that it didn't hurt him a little. He tried to stretch himself every single day since the moment you started ignoring him, hoping not to forget that delicious feeling of you inside him.

Tears prickling in his optics as he stared down at you—oh, how much he dreamed for this moment to finally come true.

Another, loud, shameless moan escapes his lips as your spike hits deeper into him, his valve clenching around your length, begging for more. He feels so full right now.

If only this feeling never ended.

“Agh...frag, yes—” he cries out, arching his back to meet your thrusts.

He's so content with just having you underneath him, while his mind is clouded with nothing but lust and need for you. Optics rolling into the back of his helm, practically seeing stars.

You pant softly, only guiding his movements from time to time, not letting the poor little thing to accidentally hurt himself during such an intimate moment of connection between the two of you. You're barely even doing anything at this point, letting him set control over his own pace.

D-16 salivates at the thought. His inner walls clenching around your spike every so often, making him more aware of his building-up overload. He wants to last so, so much longer.

His spike throbs as your servo wraps around it, gently moving up and down over the sensitive length. You hear him whine, pushing his hips harder for more, more of the sweet friction.

He'd beg you to stop, to not push him over the edge so soon, and he almost wants to swat away your servo from him until he grits his teeth, stifling a groan. Hips moving more erratically, and with a heavy breath, he stutters your name as he finally reaches his release.

With a soft, satisfied hum, you pull your cogless miner closer, letting him rest against you. For a quick moment, you glance down, noticing your spike still buried deep inside him, your chassis painted in his transfluid.

D-16 clinges onto you, servos wrapped around you, as if seeking comfort. He still tries to catch his breath, panting next to your audio receptors, optics closed shut.

Well, Orion's dumb idea worked out...somehow.

#yandere x reader #transformers x reader #transformers one x reader #d 16 x reader #yandere megatron x reader #megatron x reader

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