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Transformers, Thread 7/9? I guess? Anonymous
>> Anonymous
I am sadly not a drawfag, and have not the skills necessary to make awesome pictures.
However, to show my gratitude to all the transfags at /cm/, I did this: http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg131/Kaisers_minion/Starscream.jpg

(4chan keeps eating the pictures I try to upload directly, wtf)

oh, and this is actually the ninth thread, there were two before they started the numbering.
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becouse there is never enough of seekers >.<"
>> Lazy writefag finally reports! Anonymous
Prowl/Jazz phonesex HERE:

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4171260/1/So_Far_So_Close
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>>782355

KEE-RIST XD That was tasty. Thank you, writefag!
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>>782328
Err, I'm an idiot. Here's the finished image.
http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg131/Kaisers_minion/Starscream-1.jpg
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need moar of this pairing
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>>782405

If my friend will let me I will one day compile all the stuff we're doing in an RP because it's entirely centric on exactly that.
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There can never be enough G1 Prime
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Good god it never ends! yes yes YES!! MORE!
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>> Yakitori
Another thread? Jeez guys, you're really milking me here. Anyway, how about some Screamer/Prime, Screamer's POV:


How Megatron can hate him, I really do not know. I approach him slowly, and I can't help but feel that I do not deserve his attention, his kindness... His compassion.

Though large and powerful, he takes me into his arms, and at this moment, I could care less that he is an Autobot, and he could care less that I am a Decepticon.

For a moment, I am disgusted with myself. I don't deserve him. I don't deserve this, though he tells me that I do.

I try to argue, but I can't.

Not against those optics. Those Primus-damned optics.
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MOAR PRIME
>> Yakitori
>>782608

Those blue optics of his do not demand anything from me. They do not demand submission. They do not demand obedience. They do not demand respect. They do not demand subordination...

They observe me, they soothe me, they bore into me, to my very spark... I should hate him for it, and perhaps I do, for making me feel comfortable and vulnerable at the same time.

I can feel him smiling at me from behind that facemask of his, but not a condescending smile, or a deceptive smile... Genuine, warm, and kind...

He says nothing as he pulls me down to his lap; he lets out a slight chuckle as I whimper in indignation...

Primus, he's got me whimpering already, and I've yet to even touch him... Already, those hands of his are busying themselves across my wings... Primus I can't stand it; not with that pressure, with that tenderness... I could bite my lip in two, I'm straining so hard not to make a noise... And then he stops.

And he stares at me, into my optics... I'm confused for a moment, but then I understand, as he gives me a slight nod and lowers his hands. He's giving me control. He is mine to torture, to tease... It's finally my turn to show him the delicious agony he's inflicted upon me countless times.
>> Yakitori
>>782620

My own optics flare, my glossa running across my lips in anticipation.

THIS is certainly an interesting turn of events. The great Optimus Prime, bearer of the Matrix, leader of the Autobots... Surrendering his body to me...

That glorious body... Primus...

He practically lays himself beneath me, resting on his forearms and staring up at me with burning blue optics... Waiting...

This does more for my curiosity than it does for my pride. True, engaging in such an amorous escapade with Prime could be seen as a conquest... But from the way he's treated me up to this point, I don't see it as such. Not anymore...
>> Yakitori
>>782633

I'm almost frightened to begin; I've never fully been in control before, not like this... Not with someone like him... His hand comes forth and takes mine, and he reassures me with that typical kind gaze of his...

He does not make any indication of where his erogenous zones are. Good. I'll find them myself.

I slowly reach forward. Primus, the vision of him laying before me is too breath-taking for words.

My fingers lightly brush across the grill along his torso, and I'm almost startled to hear something rumble inside of him... I lean closer, and conduct the same motion against his grill with more pressure...

I nearly overload on the spot.

He moaned.

Optimus Prime moaned, to my touch no less... Well, not really a moan... More like a purr... Primus, what a beautiful noise it was...
>> Yakitori
>>782654

I smirk down at him; I can feel his plating begin to warm beneath my touch.

I want more. So does he.

He watches with burning, glowing optics as I lower my face down, slowly, tortuously slowly, toward his grill...

As I drag my glossa across his grill, I'm treated to an almost sinful symphony of noises... He purrs again, loudly, but far more than that, his engine revs beneath my fingertips...

Delicious.

Again and again, my glossa elicits cries from him. Primus, he squirms and thrusts beneath me with such strength and need, I begin to wonder if he's ever been touched like this before...
>> Yakitori
>>782667

His engine purrs stronger and stronger with each touch, and my hand travels lower, down to the blue strip along his pelvis....

Oh Primus, the noise he made could have sent every mech within earshot into overload.

He pants my name.

Twice.

Thrice.

His fingers have long since dug themselves into the ground, and his head flails from side to side amidst his gasps and moans... I press two digits firmly against the blue metal and drag them upward, and he goes ballistic beneath me.

His hips thrust into my touch; he's in so much ecstasy at this point that it is influencing my own body.

My optics flare as he moans my name with each thrust, each movement stronger and more needy than the last... Primus, I can't hold out much longer with him going on like this...