Please, won't you be my neighbor? 77
Title: Please, won't you be my neighbor? 77
Summery: Kup wasn't sure when he first realized something was off where he lived.
Pairing: Kup and his cyberbunnies
Rating: MA
Words: 683
Chapter includes: Kup's mouth and kinky acts
Disclaimer: Only the demented plot, what there is, is mine
Author's Note: This one's for Pheonix. Who, everytime I asked, said I should get kinkier and egged me on at every turn. ^ - ^ You're my porn muse girl.
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The servo on the edge of his lower panel slid between his legs and dipped in his valve, before its owner reclined on the berth; the pillows settling around his turret and barrel comfortably. The hands movied to Kup's hips and gently tugged him up. At the wordless direction he spread his legs to either side of the tank bot's and sank down on his spike.
Kup couldn't hold back a groan.
It felt so good being split open like that, and he knew from what the bot had said earlier that more was coming. Not unfamiliar with the position they wanted him in he leaned back, resting his tires so they didn't pinch their cables but still supported his weight. He let his legs dangle. Kup knew he wouldn't be able to move his hips much like this but it was easy on his knees, and with the two bots pumping into him he would be moved plenty.
Few lovers before his current ones had ever been able to pull off the coordination to move in unison inside him so perfectly. To make it feel like a single massively wide spike stretching open. Left him walking funny the next sol, and sore for a few sols after, but felt so good when they were doing it.
Opening his sparkplates a little wider he used his servos to stay balanced as he let Slickgrip connect one of his cables then pull out one to connect to his own bay. Kup shuttered his optics as more pleasure data started streaming to him. He waited for the sweeper bot to seat himself but he only slid a few of his fingers inside with Hardspark's spike and spread them, pumping his servo a few times. With the spike not moving and those digits playing with the nodes around the opening, he couldn't hold back a snarl at the mech.
"Shush, you know very well he's making sure you're stretched and lubricated enough."
"I know that! But 'm not some prissy trinket of a towers mech! If he can fraggin' get three fingers in me along with ya spike 'm stretched enough."
He just received a kiss to the tire, and the servo kept moving. They knew damn well in his position there wasn't much he could do to force the issue. It wasn't fair. Fraggers.
He growled when Slowsteam came over to his line of sight. He just smirked at him and slid a servo up his abdomen, along the edge of the cloth, to the single delicate clasp. Fiddling with it, before finally sliding it free.
Popping open his plates he drew out a cable and ran it up one of Kup's cables, the one connected to Hardspark. Following it up to Kup's chest plates Slowsteam snicked it in place. Pulling out yet another of the spiked mech's cables he set it to the side, letting it coil on the berth.
Watching the white clad mech's movements, mainly trying to distract himself from the maddening sensations in his valve, meant he was able to brace himself when the maid bot slithered onto the berth and threw a leg over Kup's lap, quickly impaling himself. Kup let out a long litany of swears to the amusement of his lovers.
Picking up the set aside cable Slowsteam clicked it in place and sent a pulse of pleasure and energy to Kup.
"-fraggin' rusty, repainted son of a whore bot!"
An in-vent meant to be another expressing of his displeasure at the treatment of his person (he wanted their slagging spikes now blast it all!) cut off into a toneless sound of loss followed by a sharp cry as Sllickgrip pulled his servo free and managed to spread him open over half his spike in one thrust. A few more had both spikes fully stretching him as Kup undulated helplessly for a moment.
Before he had much time to gather his wits Hardspark and Slickgrip started moving in sharp plunges within him. He felt so slagging full he could swear his valve lining was stretched to it's limit.
Summery: Kup wasn't sure when he first realized something was off where he lived.
Pairing: Kup and his cyberbunnies
Rating: MA
Words: 683
Chapter includes: Kup's mouth and kinky acts
Disclaimer: Only the demented plot, what there is, is mine
Author's Note: This one's for Pheonix. Who, everytime I asked, said I should get kinkier and egged me on at every turn. ^ - ^ You're my porn muse girl.
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The servo on the edge of his lower panel slid between his legs and dipped in his valve, before its owner reclined on the berth; the pillows settling around his turret and barrel comfortably. The hands movied to Kup's hips and gently tugged him up. At the wordless direction he spread his legs to either side of the tank bot's and sank down on his spike.
Kup couldn't hold back a groan.
It felt so good being split open like that, and he knew from what the bot had said earlier that more was coming. Not unfamiliar with the position they wanted him in he leaned back, resting his tires so they didn't pinch their cables but still supported his weight. He let his legs dangle. Kup knew he wouldn't be able to move his hips much like this but it was easy on his knees, and with the two bots pumping into him he would be moved plenty.
Few lovers before his current ones had ever been able to pull off the coordination to move in unison inside him so perfectly. To make it feel like a single massively wide spike stretching open. Left him walking funny the next sol, and sore for a few sols after, but felt so good when they were doing it.
Opening his sparkplates a little wider he used his servos to stay balanced as he let Slickgrip connect one of his cables then pull out one to connect to his own bay. Kup shuttered his optics as more pleasure data started streaming to him. He waited for the sweeper bot to seat himself but he only slid a few of his fingers inside with Hardspark's spike and spread them, pumping his servo a few times. With the spike not moving and those digits playing with the nodes around the opening, he couldn't hold back a snarl at the mech.
"Shush, you know very well he's making sure you're stretched and lubricated enough."
"I know that! But 'm not some prissy trinket of a towers mech! If he can fraggin' get three fingers in me along with ya spike 'm stretched enough."
He just received a kiss to the tire, and the servo kept moving. They knew damn well in his position there wasn't much he could do to force the issue. It wasn't fair. Fraggers.
He growled when Slowsteam came over to his line of sight. He just smirked at him and slid a servo up his abdomen, along the edge of the cloth, to the single delicate clasp. Fiddling with it, before finally sliding it free.
Popping open his plates he drew out a cable and ran it up one of Kup's cables, the one connected to Hardspark. Following it up to Kup's chest plates Slowsteam snicked it in place. Pulling out yet another of the spiked mech's cables he set it to the side, letting it coil on the berth.
Watching the white clad mech's movements, mainly trying to distract himself from the maddening sensations in his valve, meant he was able to brace himself when the maid bot slithered onto the berth and threw a leg over Kup's lap, quickly impaling himself. Kup let out a long litany of swears to the amusement of his lovers.
Picking up the set aside cable Slowsteam clicked it in place and sent a pulse of pleasure and energy to Kup.
"-fraggin' rusty, repainted son of a whore bot!"
An in-vent meant to be another expressing of his displeasure at the treatment of his person (he wanted their slagging spikes now blast it all!) cut off into a toneless sound of loss followed by a sharp cry as Sllickgrip pulled his servo free and managed to spread him open over half his spike in one thrust. A few more had both spikes fully stretching him as Kup undulated helplessly for a moment.
Before he had much time to gather his wits Hardspark and Slickgrip started moving in sharp plunges within him. He felt so slagging full he could swear his valve lining was stretched to it's limit.