Transformers headcannons/bloopers/oneshots (CLOSED)

Optimus x Ratchet

Prompts: Optimus and Ratchet are in a Dominant/submissive relationship. Optimus is in the midst of training Ratchet to wait for an overload. Ratchet wants to overload so badly...
"P-please, Optimus, please, can I cum?"
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Optimus lightly smacked Ratchet who had started to whimper again, "Shush now darling. You can wait, i know you can."  He said firmly making the medic in his lap just arch and mewl from where he was riding the Prime, Ratchet panted heavily and was barely able to think coherently not with the spike ring on his spike preventing his overload. Ratchet squirmed in Optimus' lap, his body trembling with need. He had been instructed to wait for an overload, to show his obedience and submission to his dominant partner. But the more he tried to hold back, the more desperate he became. "P-please, Optimus, please, can I obelroad?" he begged, his voice strained with desire. Optimus smiled, his hand running over Ratchet's back soothingly. "Not yet, my love," he replied, his voice firm but gentle. "You still have some training to do."Ratchet whimpered, his hips moving in frantic circles as he tried to find some relief. But the spike ring on his spike prevented him from overloading, leaving him trapped in a state of constant arousal. Optimus held him close, his own body responding to Ratchet's desperate need. He could feel the heat building inside of him, his own desire growing with each passing moment. "You're doing so well, Ratchet," he whispered, his derma brushing against the medic's audial. "I'm so proud of you." Ratchet moaned, his body arching against Optimus' chest. He wanted nothing more than to let go, to give in to his desire and overload. But he knew that he had to wait, that he had to prove himself to his dominant partner. As the minutes ticked by, Ratchet's desperation grew more and more pronounced. He was panting heavily, his body slick with sweat as he rode Optimus with increasing urgency. "Please, Optimus," he begged, his voice barely audible. "Please let me overload." Optimus smiled, his hand moving down to stroke Ratchet's spike gently. "Are you ready?" he asked, his voice low and seductive. Ratchet nodded eagerly, his body trembling with anticipation. And as he finally overloaded, crying out in pleasure, he knew that he had pleased his dominant partner beyond measure. Optimus held Ratchet close as he came down from his overload, his body still trembling with the intensity of his release. He could feel his own arousal growing, his own need for release becoming more urgent with each passing moment."You did so well, my love," Optimus whispered, his voice filled with pride. "You waited so patiently for your reward." Ratchet smiled, his body still buzzing with pleasure. He knew that he had pleased his dominant partner, and that was all that mattered to him. Optimus leaned in for a deep kiss, his servos running over Ratchet's frame as they sat together on the berth. He could feel the heat between them, the desire growing stronger with each passing moment. "Do you want to try again?" he asked, his voice low and seductive. Ratchet nodded eagerly, his body already responding to Optimus' touch. He knew that he could wait again, that he could prove himself to his dominant partner once more. And so, they began again, their bodies entwined in a dance of pleasure and submission. As they continued to pleasure each other, Optimus could feel his own arousal growing stronger by the second. He wanted nothing more than to overload with Ratchet, to feel the intense pleasure that came with it. But he knew that he had to be patient. He had to wait for Ratchet to prove himself, to show that he could wait for his reward. Ratchet, for his part, was determined to please his dominant partner. He rode Optimus with increasing urgency, his frame slick with condensation as he tried to hold back another overload. And then, finally, he couldn't take it any longer. "Please, Optimus," he begged, his voice filled with need. "Let me overload again. Please."Optimus smiled, his hands running over Ratchet's body as he nodded his agreement. "Yes, my love," he whispered. "You've earned it. Overload for me." And as Ratchet cried out in pleasure, his body shaking with the intensity of his release, Optimus couldn't hold back any longer. He overloaded with Ratchet, his body trembling with pleasure as they both collapsed onto the berth together. They lay there for a long moment, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs and wires. Finally, Optimus spoke. "You did so well, Ratchet," he whispered. "I'm so proud of you." Ratchet smiled, his body still buzzing with pleasure. "Thank you, Optimus," he replied. "I couldn't have done it without you."