Sticky Response Pt 3
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Stories that were started here continue here.
FIC: Continuity - Title (optional) - Characters - brief Kink (please include the entire thing on every part you post and for every comment!) and put Ch# or Pt# at the end. Note any major squicks or kinks in the header as a courtesy to the ( Read more... )
Stories that were started here continue here.
FIC: Continuity - Title (optional) - Characters - brief Kink (please include the entire thing on every part you post and for every comment!) and put Ch# or Pt# at the end. Note any major squicks or kinks in the header as a courtesy to the ( Read more... )
Continuity: AU to just about everything, but most closely resembling TFP
Warnings: Voyeurism, light bondage, orgy, m/m, sticky, religious themes, virginity/defloration, slight flavor of dub-con in a couple of instances.
Pairings: Optimus/Autobots. Quite a lot of Ultra Magnus/Optimus snuck in here. Not sure how that happened, but there ya go.
Open CircleHard, cold and slippery was the stone beneath his hands, beneath his feet, against his body. The fastness did not invite intrusion. Handhold, foothold, shift of weight. A crumbling hold would not be the mode of betrayal; by whatever artifice this throat of rock had been forged (of necessity by hands; this planet had no volcanic process to create such forms), the stone could not be cut by any but the hardest and fastest of blades. Black it seemed now in the twilight that served Cybertron as night, but in daylight it had gleamed violet and crimson and sapphire, colors shifting with the angle of view. He had begun the climb at dawn ( ... )
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Naughty Ratchet! Naughty Perceptor! Naughty Hot Rod and his accomplices admiring those shiny hot Seekers! Poor, poor Magnus... *wink wink*
Porny bits will be coming your way soon! ;)
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The first trial was Inanna and Ereshkigal, right down to being pinned to the wall. Once that idea cropped up I really liked it and the details built themselves around that.
Second trial...not so fancy, but again, the prompt suggested things.
I toyed around initially with having Silverbolt be the Anchor, but Skyfire, as you say, made so much sense I kept him there.
Naming robot bits after real components of medieval armor is so much fun! *cackles madly* Oh, la, sir knight, mayest I help thee with thy faulds? Truly it would take but a moment...
Unless RL trips me up, next section should go up in a few days. :)
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*not bothering to anon*
I COMPLETELY LOVE IT!!!!!!
And you once again prove that smut comes upon moments when it's needed the most.
There is so much about this prompt that makes me squee and giggle and grin and be excited in genaral.
I most defffinitely love the OP who posted this prompt and you for fill ing it!
THANK YOU!
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It's a contemplation maze - and the idea is you get out of it what you put into it. What he did once he was down there, if he had just gone down and said, screw this noise, and hopped back up again, what kind of things he was thinking, even how he handled the solitude. That was the test. For Optimus, there was this unintended aspect that got all physical on him, but he handled it as kindly as he could, and that was fully taken into consideration by Ultra Magnus and the others.
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“Good morning,” Optimus replied, joining Prowl, Jazz, Ultra Magnus and Ratchet on the platform. Jazz growled, ignoring the look this garnered him from Ultra Magnus.
“You are well rested and refueled?” Ultra Magnus inquired, his tone rather stiffly neutral. More and more nuns gathered around them, gradually filling the hall.
“I am,” Optimus said.
“Then let us begin the trial of the Cord.” The Magnus led Optimus to the center of the platform and bade him kneel. “You are to remain sensually aroused and responsive, but you are not to overload, while each of us in turn attempts to induce you to do so ( ... )
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With a quiet snik he opened his interface panel, letting his spike extend fully, internally roiling with pressurized transfluid, his valve engorged and moist. He could arch forward, stroke Ultra Magnus’ ventrum and inner thighs with the tip of his spike. They could only touch him with their hands, but nothing had been said of the reverse ( ... )
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*whimpers and mewls*
You just broke me in the best sort of way, AA. I just spontaneously combusted, and then reformed like a phoenix, and then did it again. I was barely hanging in there, and then there was that description of Bumblebee looking in his valve and the pretty sensor lights (My God, it's full of stars!) and I just al;fdjal;sdfjla;jflkajfka
Gonna go and join this convent now, kay?
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