Idw kup is getting fucking POUNDED by s/o
Then the wreckers walk in
"Kup, please! Oh, frag- we'll get caught," Your hips repeatedly meet his with fervor, an involuntary and erratic pace despite your pleading. Your sweetspark ignores your whining, back flush to a dirty and scuffed ship wall while one of his strong legs holds your hips firm to his own. With how rapidly he fucks himself on your spike, it's more like he's fucking himself and using you as little more than a tool.
"If you're not begging to overload in me, I don't wanna hear it," Kup grunts, brow pinched like he's aiming at a rapidly moving target, digits twitching around the scruff of your neck. You don't dare disobey, almost unable to, your spike working in and out of his dripping valve at a pace sure to leave paint transfers all over the both of you. You both must look quite the sight, venting and heaving and touching all over each other.
You know they'll be done soon, back from making one last trip around the Decepticon cruiser. You'd much rather not be caught fragging your commander in a gunfire-singed hallway. In fact, you've been caught more times than you would like. At this rate, the Wreckers may forcibly separate you two just for their own sanity. It's on you at this point, unable to resist just how hot and tight Kup's valve is. The way he always ends up fucking himself on your spike is overwhelming and usually too tempting to object.
"Kup, we've- Oh, Primus!" Springer, frequent victim of your passionate quickies, makes a show of covering his optics and moving back around the corner. Someone whistles and hollers, more for the responding laughter than for the idea of seeing you frag Kup. "At least wait till you're in private!"
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I literally have nowhere else to hype Transformers to-
Just today I thought to myself that Kup should have his part of screentime in new Transformers media, AND WHILE WATCHING CYBERVERSE-
THERE HE IS!! THERE HE IS!! Even for just a few seconds BUT THERE HE IS!! Aaaah I've missed him so much <3
Okay, edit,
THERES A LOT OF KUP <3
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I feel like given the sheer amount of time Kup spends reminiscing, we never really get many actual flashback sequences, which is understandable but still
whenever we do actually get a flashback story, it’s always fun seeing tiny babby just-joined-my-first-crew Young Kup, lmao
he’s just so excited to help out
[Panels from Transformers Timelines Issue 4]
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I want to be railed by that old bastard Kup. Cheers 🥂
Is it punishment for being stupid and headstrong? Is it a reward for being determined and courageous? With how Kup fucks you, it must be the former, but, then again, he’s never punished you in such a maddening and torturous way. The old mech fucks you like he hates you, bearing down with all his weight until you’re sure the paint transfers are atrocious. Your paint mixed with his worn gray-green. Yuck. You rock yourself back onto his spike to ensure he doesn’t stop for a moment.
Maybe he’s just a perverted old bot. So loud and proud about all he’s done and will continue to do, always going on about respecting those who know more than you, but really he’s looking to get his spike wet with any of the young mechs he criticizes daily. You almost voice as much, lean into the teasing lilt you use on just him, but then he might stop and actually punish you. Nothing is worse than doing push-ups with a charged up array.
Maybe… Maybe he actually likes you. The thought makes your spark clench and your node throb with charge. Maybe he likes that you tease him, disrespect him, stick your nose into his business in the way he only lets you do. Kup groans your designation into the back of your neck armor, not once stopping or letting up. Even when he’s fucking your hips right into the berth, knees long buckled under your combined weight, Kup doesn’t relent.
You’re going to take this as a sign to keep doing what you’ve always done, as long as it means Kup drags you back into his berth.
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Hello, I would like to request headcannons for Ratchet, Ultra Magnus and Kup(if its too many then just Ratchet and Kup) where they walkman in on their s/o just ast they were cumming from pleasuring themselves, but instead of stopping they continue, purposefully overstimulating themselves, please. Whether the s/o notices their lover or stops after 3 orgasms is up to you ;)
Warnings: Sex, Sexual Situations, Overstimulation, Mutual Masturbation, Mild Embarrassment, Light Angst (Ultra Magnus), Oral Sex, Light Dom/Sub, Penetrative Sex, Cockwarming
Ratchet:
Ratchet knows that you’ve been pent up lately. The two of you haven’t had time to yourselves recently and he’s watched you get more and more frustrated. He had told you tonight would be the night, he swears, but apparently you were too eager to wait for him. His vents immediately turn on as he sees you in the berth, head thrown back and hips bucking up. The sound that comes from your mouth is loud and unashamed, not realizing he’s there at all.
He’s a little surprised when you keep going, fingers slowing down but never stopping. You’ve never talked about being into overstimulation and he’s eager to see what you do when he’s not here. He slides into the room and pings the door to close silently, spike already pressurizing behind his panel. Ratchet isn’t one to turn a gift down, especially one as pretty as you.
It’s after your second orgasm that you notice Ratchet is there, sitting up to readjust and seeing him leaning against the door. You jump and he smirks, hand wrapped around his spike stroking slowly. You feel a rush of embarrassment but he never says anything, just raising an eyebrow and giving you a ‘well?’ look.
You feel more exposed than before but you move closer to the edge of the berth, opening your legs wider. If Ratchet wanted a show then you would give him one. Your moans are only a little louder than usually but your mech doesn’t seem to mind, the sounds of him jerking off getting louder. Your body is already sensitive and knowing that he’s watching? It brings you to the end that much sooner. You would be self-conscious if Ratchet wasn’t overloading at the same time as you, some of his transfluid landing on your stomach. You whimper and reach for him, your lover walking over to your eagerly. He’s still hard and you want to be covered in him. Neither of you answer coms for the rest of the night and it’s much, much better that way.
Ultra Magnus:
Magnus is torn between being aroused and ashamed. He knows that he hasn’t had time lately to spend as many, ah, intimate moments with you but you never complained, telling him that you knew how important his work was. He knew he was lucky to have you but it makes him guilty, knowing that you’re pleasing yourself and not reaching out to him.
He hesitates in the hallway for a long time; it’s the sound of other mechs coming down the hall that finally drives him inside. You’re cumming as the door closes, riding the pleasure out as long as you can. Magnus thinks that you’re beautiful; he could watch you forever and never grow tired. That seems to be what you’re determined to do tonight, barely coming down from your high before you’re chasing the next one.
He wants to touch himself so bad but doesn’t think that he deserves it, watching you and slowly getting closer. Magnus’ fans go crazy as you cum again, body shivering and relaxing against the berth. His hand wraps around your leg and pulls you close, startling you and making you flinch. Your eyes are wide and it takes you a moment to realize it’s Magnus, going boneless when you see your lover.
He doesn’t say anything, starting at your knees and kissing up your legs. Your fingers haven’t stopped rubbing, trying to get off for a third time and Magnus doesn’t mind. The sound you make as he pushes his glossia into you is glorious and he finally lets his panel snap back with a moan. He has a lot of time to make up for and there’s not better time than the present.
Kup:
This old mech is more than pleased when he sees you getting off. You had been avoiding him all day and he finally got tired of it. Who knew that you were sneaking off to take care of yourself and trying to hide it from him? Kup is going to tease the shit out of you, especially as you orgasm without even noticing he’s there. Oh it’s hot, don’t get him wrong, but he’s never one to pass up messing with you.
He makes sure that you notice the door closing, you giving a flinch before relaxing. You send him an annoyed look, eyes going wide at his smirk. “I didn’t tell you to stop, did I?” His voice is as annoying as it is enticing and you follow his orders without thinking, shivering from sensitivity. He grabs your desk chair, settling it at the end of the berth to watch you.
Kup isn’t going to stay there long, letting his spike pressurize as he gestures for you to continue. He coos at you, teasing about how if you were that desperate you should have called him. Any of your protests are moot as you shiver, trying not to cum too soon. He watches you get closer and just as you’re about to cum his moves, grabbing you and placing you in his lap.
His spike rubs against you perfectly and you moan, grinding against him without thinking. He thrusts against you as you come undone, hips jerking and mouth open in silent sounds. Kup isn’t too gentle as he works his spike into you; you’re wet and overstimulated enough that the slight burn helps to ground you. His fingers are merciless, pinching your chest and bouncing you hard. He’s not going to let you go until you’ve come on his spike; for now you can keep him warm.
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