Transformers headcannons/bloopers/oneshots (CLOSED)

Dreadwing x Optimus (Omegaverse)

Prompt/s: Dreadwing: As punishment, when we go run errands today, you have to wear a vibrating bullet on low/ high and you better not cum without permission.
Dreadwing: You feel so tight on my fingers. You have to relax, baby.
Tw: Rape
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Optimus was on his knees in front of Dreadwing, his spark racing with anticipation. He had disobeyed his alpha and he knew that he was going to be punished. Dreadwing had a dark look in his optics as he looked down at Optimus, his fingers tracing the lines of the omega's helm. "As punishment," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "When we go run errands today, you have to wear a vibrating bullet on high and you better not overload without permission." Optimus's face flushed with embarrassment and arousal, his spike growing hard in his interface panel. "Yes, alpha," he whispered, his voice low and submissive. "I understand." Dreadwing smirked, his fingers trailing down Optimus's chest and over his interface panel. "Good," he purred. "Now, let's get you prepared." He knelt behind Optimus, his fingers tracing the rim of the omega's valve. "You feel so tight on my digits," he murmured. "You have to relax, baby." Optimus moaned softly, his frame responding eagerly to Dreadwing's touch. He could feel his valve spiraling wider, his frame preparing itself for his alpha's touch. Dreadwing worked his fingers in and out of Optimus's valve, stretching him and preparing him for the vibrating bullet. Finally, when he was satisfied that Optimus was ready, he pulled away and slipped the bullet inside him. "Remember," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "You better not cum without permission." Optimus nodded eagerly, his body already trembling with the pleasure of the vibrating bullet. Dreadwing chuckled, his fingers tracing the lines of Optimus's helm. "You're such a good omega," he murmured. "So eager to please your alpha." And with that Dreadwing stood up and cleaned his servo turning the vibrator up to max making Optimus arch and scream, the seeker had made it so the bullet rubbed against his omegas sweet spot. Dreadwing circled Optimus a few times with a low growl. "Come on now sweet thing, we have to run some errands around the ship." He growled making Optimus whine but shakily stand up leaning against the wall to keep from falling back over, biting his lower derma harshly and arching as standing shifted the bullet. Dreadwing walked out of the hab with Optimus following behind, the omega couldnt control the arousal in his scent and got a lot of lustful looks and stares while Dreadwing ignored him. As they walked through the ship, Dreadwing kept a firm grip on Optimus's arm, leading him through the corridors with a sense of purpose. Optimus could feel the vibrating bullet humming inside him, sending waves of pleasure through his body with every step he took. He tried to keep his composure, but it was difficult with the constant reminder of the bullet inside him. He could feel the eyes of other mechs on him, their lustful gazes sending shivers down his frame. Dreadwing seemed to take pleasure in his discomfort, smirking as he led him through the ship. Optimus could tell that his alpha was enjoying the control he had over him, relishing in the power of making him wear the vibrating bullet in public. Despite the embarrassment, Optimus couldn't deny the arousal that was building within him. He knew that he couldn't overload without Dreadwing's permission, but the constant stimulation was almost too much to bear. Dreadwing leaned in close to his audial, his hot vents sending shivers down Optimus's frame. "You're doing well," he purred. "But don't forget, you're mine to control." And with that, he turned a corner and disappeared from sight, leaving Optimus alone to contend with the vibrating bullet and the stares of the other mechs. Optimus whined suddenly feeling alone when he could no longer smell or sense Dreadwing, he pressed against the wall and tried to ignore the stares of the mechs and the whispers surrounding him. He wanted relief but more than that he wnated his alpha again, he didnt feel safe without Dreadwing around especially not in his current state, but he sucked it up and started to wander around doing a few things around the ship before a much larger mech who smelled of a alpha in rut came up and pinned him to the wall in an empty area of the ship. Optimus's spark raced with fear and arousal as the larger mech loomed over him, his optics dark with lust. He struggled against the mech's grip, but he was no match for the alpha's strength. "Please," he whimpered, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'm taken." But the alpha only growled, his fingers tracing the lines of Optimus's frame. "I don't care," he snarled. "I need to claim an omega and you're the closest one." Optimus's optics widened in terror as the alpha leaned in closer, the scent of his arousal overwhelming. He could feel the vibrating bullet still humming inside him, adding to the pleasure and the pain. He knew that he couldn't overload without Dreadwing's permission, but with the alpha's hands on him, it was becoming harder and harder to resist. "Please," he begged again, his voice shaking with fear. "I can't do this without permission." The alpha only growled, his fingers moving down to Optimus's interface panel. "I don't care," he repeated. "You're going to be mine." And with that, he roughly rubbed at Optimus' panel making the onega yelp and whimper arching slightly and begging for Dreadwing to come, he didnt want to be taken by another alpha but the alpha behind him manually overrode his panel locks and forced his large spike into the to tight valve. Optimus cried out and sobbed but the alpha forced a gag into his mouth. Optimus's world went white with pain as the alpha forced his spike into his valve, overriding his panel locks and taking him without his consent. He could feel the tears streaming down his face, the gag muffling his cries of protest. The vibrating bullet inside him only added to the pain and pleasure, making it hard for him to distinguish between the two sensations. He could feel himself spiraling out of control, his body responding to the alpha's touch despite his mind screaming for him to resist. And as he gave in to his pleasure, he felt a surge of guilt and shame wash over him. He had disobeyed his alpha and now he was paying the price. But even as he struggled with the aftermath of his overload, he knew that he couldn't deny the pleasure that came with being dominated by his alpha. He was Dreadwing's and he knew that he would do anything to please him, even if it meant enduring the humiliation of wearing a vibrating bullet in public and being taken by another alpha without his consent. Once the alpha was done Optimus ran back to the hab and locked himself in the washracks sobbing from the pain and shame of being raped, he knew that the alpha who raped him wasnt out of rut and would probably be looking for him. Dreadwing found Optimus in the wash racks, curled up in a ball and sobbing. His spark ached at the sight of his omega in such pain, and he quickly went to his side, wrapping his arms around him and holding him close. "Shh, it's okay," he murmured. "You're safe now." Optimus clung to Dreadwing, his frame trembling with fear and pain. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "I disobeyed you and I paid the price." Dreadwing pulled back, cupping Optimus's face in his servo and looking into his optics. "No," he growled. "You did nothing wrong, what happened that made you say that?" Optimus trembled harder "n-no he- i o-overloaded without your p-permission..." the omega whimpered pulling back and curling up again as his whole frame shook violently as he sobbed from the pure agony ripping through his frame, he was sure his valve was damaged if the energon staining his thighs was anything to go by. Dreadwing's optics narrowed as he saw the energon staining Optimus's thighs. He gently lifted the omega up, cradling him in his arms and carrying him to the berth. "Who did this to you?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous. Optimus sobbed harder, his frame shaking with pain and shame. "An alpha," he whispered. "He overrode my panel locks and forced himself on me." Dreadwing's anger boiled over, his hands clenching into fists. "I will find him," he growled. "And I will make him pay for what he did to you." But for now, he focused on comforting his omega, holding him close and whispering soft words of love and reassurance. "You're safe now," he murmured. "I won't let anything happen to you." And as Optimus clung to him, his body wracked with pain and shame, Dreadwing vowed to protect him at all costs, to make sure that no one ever hurt his precious omega again. Optimus eventually slipped into recharge tears staining his face and still shaking harshly, Dreadwing carefully picked him up and took him to the washracks to clean his omega. Dreadwing was gentle as he cleaned Optimus, his hands moving over the omega's frame with care and tenderness. He could feel the tension in Optimus's frame, the trauma of what had happened still fresh in his mind. "Shh," he murmured, his voice low and soothing. "I'm here, I won't let anyone hurt you again." Optimus whimpered softly, his frame still shaking with the aftermath of the assault. Dreadwing could feel his own anger burning within him, his desire to protect his omega overwhelming. He knew that he had to find the alpha who had done this to Optimus, to make sure that he paid for what he had done. But for now, he focused on comforting his omega, holding him close and whispering soft words of love and reassurance. "I won't leave you," he murmured. "I'm here for you, always." And as he finished cleaning Optimus, he carefully carried him back to the berth, holding him close and cradling him in his arms. Optimus clung to him, his frame still shaking with the trauma of what had happened. But with Dreadwing by his side, he knew that he was safe, that he was loved, and that he would never have to face such horrors alone again.