Mating Season

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Darksteel x OC
TFP
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(Yes I'm kinda relating this to animals in real life, don't come at me—)
••Shadowraker has gone into heat. Instead of forcing the Predacons into a controlled environment, Shockwave allows them to roam freely so that he can study their behavior. Meanwhile, Skylynx, Darksteel, and Predaking all compete for Shadowraker's affection. However, she already has eyes for one in particular.

After days of constant conflict and little to no alone time, Shadowraker was aggravated, to say the least. She had already chosen Darksteel as her mate, but Skylynx and Predaking were making it impossible to get him alone. It appeared that they hadn't quite gotten the message yet, though she would make it clear soon enough.

Currently, she waited for him in a secluded stretch of pine trees. Her scent was strong and would surely lead him to her, but it could also possibly attract the others.

A screech overhead made her tense. However, her frame relaxed once she realized it was Darksteel. She had feared that it was Predaking, the rudest and bossiest of all three of them. Since he was bigger than both Skylynx and Darksteel, he thought that he was entitled to her. She didn't like his temperament, though, and constantly made it clear that she wasn't interested.

Darksteel released a soft trill as he approached to let her know he wasn't a threat. She greeted him by nuzzling his head with hers. Not wanting to chat in their bot forms and risk losing precious time, they got straight to business.

Shadowraker laid down and allowed Darksteel to mount her, grunting softly under his weight. She felt his jaws nipping at the nape of her neck before he thrusted into her with a low groan.

The act of mating was quick, rough, and not nearly as pleasurable as fragging in bot mode. Over the course of a few hours, he fragged her several times to ensure they had a good chance at producing offspring until finally, all of his pent up lust and arousal overflowed.

Shadowraker was only mildly surprised when Darksteel transformed out of his beast mode and pinned her to the ground. She too was overwhelmed with lust and the need to have the heat burning in her core satisfied. Their duties had already been fulfilled—this was just for fun.

"I wonder what that brute Predaking will say when he discovers that I've claimed you~." Darksteel purred against Shadowraker's neck, his sharp denta nipping at her neckcables.

"What he will say does not matter. I chose you because I wanted to, not because I was forced to." Shadowraker replied as she tilted her head back further to give him more space.

While he made his mark on her neck, Darksteel's servos wandered down her curvaceous frame. He rubbed her hips and stroked along her thighs until she gave a low growl—a warning not to carry on any further with such teasing actions. Not wanting to invoke her wrath, he happily obliged.

Once he'd steadied himself with his arms on either side of her, his interface panel slid back to reveal his already stiff spike. He wasted no time thrusting into her and picking up a rough pace that yielded a mind-numbing amount of pleasure for both predacons involved.

Shadowraker's frame jolted each time he slammed into her. Her claws dug into his shoulder plating and her back arched as she moaned with pleasure. Everything felt so much better in bot form. She was grateful that Shockwave had allowed them to do as they pleased outside of the cramped walls of the Nemesis.

Eventually, Darksteel ran out of steam as exhaustion finally caught up to him. He jerked his hips one final time to thrust as deep as he could before he overloaded with a loud, animalistic growl. Shadowraker hit her peak as well, feeling her frame tremble uncontrollably with pleasure until she finished, panting heavily from the exertion.

Darksteel slowly pulled out, though he still remained on top of Shadowraker as he affectionately nuzzled her helm.

"Do you think we will be blessed with offspring?" He asked her, his yellow optics glowing bright against his dark frame.

Shadowraker kissed his cheek. "I hope so. They will be the first hatchlings of a new era."

Darksteel sounded very pleased with that.

(I may write a sequel where they get the babies—)

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