Transformers headcannons/bloopers/oneshots (CLOSED)

Optimus x Prowl

Prompt/s: Neck fetishization
Handcuffs/ Restraints
Alpha/Omega
Alpha (Optimus) is in rut and hiding away but Omega (Prowl) wont let them and offers to help Alpha with his rut
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Optimus had always been drawn to Prowl's neck. The curve of it, the way it felt under his lips, the way Prowl would moan and gasp when he kissed it. So when Optimus found himself in the midst of a rut, his first instinct was to seek out Prowl.
But he didn't want to burden his omega with his needs. He knew how overwhelming a rut could be, and he didn't want to force Prowl into anything he wasn't ready for. So he locked himself away in his quarters, trying to ride out the rut on his own.
But Prowl wouldn't let him hide away. He knew something was wrong with Optimus, and he was determined to find out what it was. So he tracked down the Prime's quarters and used his security clearance to enter. "What's going on, Optimus?" Prowl asked, his voice laced with concern. "You're hiding away, and it's not like you to do that." Optimus sighed, feeling defeated. "I'm in rut, Prowl," he admitted, his voice strained. "I didn't want to burden you with it." Prowl raised an optic ridge, his optics glowing with understanding. "Optimus, you know I'm here for you," he said, his voice gentle. "Let me help you through this." Optimus narrowed his optics and growled softly backing up, he was hidden in the shadows to hide his clawed up frame, he had resorted to self harm to ease the discomfort in his fangs and claws. Prowl took a step forward, sensing Optimus' distress. "Optimus, please let me help you," he said, concern coloring his voice. "You don't have to go through this alone." Optimus hesitated for a moment, but then he slowly stepped forward, revealing his clawed and battered frame. Prowl's optics widened in shock, but he quickly regained his composure. "Let me help you," Prowl said firmly, his voice leaving no room for argument. "I won't let you hurt yourself anymore." With that, Prowl reached out and gently took Optimus' hands, pulling them away from his body. He then guided Optimus over to the berth, helping him to sit down before kneeling in front of him. Prowl took out a pair of restraints and gently cuffed Optimus' wrists, securing them to the headboard. He then leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to Optimus' neck, making the alpha shudder. "I'm going to take care of you," Prowl said, his voice low and soothing. "Just let me take control." Optimus growled softly and struggled against the restraints baring his fangs not liking the idea of loosing control in his rut. Prowl quickly realized that Optimus was not comfortable with giving up control, especially during his rut. So he leaned back and looked at the alpha, his optics filled with understanding. "Optimus, I understand that you don't want to give up control," Prowl said softly, his voice gentle. "But I want you to know that I'm here for you, no matter what." Optimus looked at Prowl, his optics filled with confusion and doubt. He didn't want to burden his omega with his needs, but he also didn't want to suffer through his rut alone. Prowl sensed Optimus' hesitation and leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to the alpha's lips. "Trust me," he whispered. "Let me take care of you." Optimus hissed and turned his helm clawing at the headboard feeling the need to bite and mark the omega but unable to, Prowl noticed and chuckled softly. He positioned himself and offered his neck for the alpha making Optimus calm slightly and start nibbling on Prowl's neck. Prowl moaned softly as Optimus nibbled on his neck, feeling a surge of arousal wash over him. He knew that Optimus was in rut, but he also knew that the alpha would never hurt him. But he still didnt want Optimus to turn to hurting himself again so he kept the alpha restrained despite how the scent of the alpha in rut was making him want to be pinned and taken roughly. Optimus growled and tugged on the restraints biting down and nipping at Prowl's neck before the omega pushed him back gently. "Easy there, big guy," Prowl said with a soft chuckle. "I know you're in rut, but we need to take things slow." Optimus huffed in frustration, but he knew that Prowl was right. He needed to be patient if he wanted to get through this rut without hurting anyone. So he leaned back and let Prowl take control, watching as the omega moved down his body, kissing and licking his way along his chest and stomach. Prowl reached Optimus' panel and paused having to push his own desire back but Optimus wasn't having it, he needed to claim the omega and make sure others knew who Prowl belonged to. He knew his rut made him more violent and aggressive but he trusted himself to not hurt Prowl. Optimus tugged on the restraints and snarled lowly, Prowl's optics dilated at the sound and he whined doorwings perking and raising sitting up and looking down at the alpha."Optimus," Prowl said softly, his voice filled with concern. "Are you okay?" Optimus didn't respond, instead he continued to tug on the restraints, his optics locked on Prowl's. Prowl knew that Optimus needed to claim him, but he also knew that he needed to be careful. So he slowly reached out and stroked Optimus' cheek, his touch gentle and soothing. "It's okay, Optimus," he said softly. "You can claim me. But you need to wait just a little ok?" He said, feigning innocence even though he was only making the alpha wait so that he could railed by the Prime. Optimus growled and narrowed his optics more even though he turned his helm into Prowl's touch before biting the omega's palm making Prowl yelp and moan. Prowl didn't expect the sudden bite, but the pain mixed with pleasure only made him more aroused. He couldn't deny that he wanted Optimus to claim him, to be his mate. But he also knew that he needed to be careful, especially with Optimus in rut. So he slowly moved his hand away from Optimus' mouth and leaned back, looking at the alpha with a mixture of desire and caution. Optimus huffed and stared at Prowl , his eyes filled with need and desire. "Please, Prowl," he said, his voice low and urgent. "Let me claim you. Let me show everyone that you belong to me." Prowl nodded, his own desire and need for the alpha overwhelming him. He knew that Optimus needed to mark him, to show the other alphas that he belonged to him. So he leaned forward, offering his neck to the alpha. Optimus didn't waste any time, his teeth sinking into Prowl's neck cabling as he marked him with his scent. Prowl moaned and arched his back, his own desire and need for the alpha overwhelming him. Prowl managed to undo the restraints and was instantly flipped and pinned, Optimus snarled loudly and set one clawed servo on Prowl's hip. Prowl gasped as he was flipped and pinned by Optimus, feeling the alpha's weight on top of him. Prowl let his panel snap back and whined, his doorwings twitching in want as Optimus was torn between prepping the omega or taking him raw. Prowl whined and bared his neck again wanting Optimus to claim him fully. Optimus growled lowly, his own desire and need overwhelming him as he leaned down and pressed a possessive kiss to Prowl's lips. He then slowly and carefully began to prep the omega, making sure to take his time and be gentle with him. Prowl whimpered and moaned, his body shaking with pleasure as Optimus prepared him. Optimus finally let his panel snap back and entered the omega who arched and cried out. They moved together, their bodies intertwined as they both reached their peak, their cries of pleasure filling the room. As they collapsed onto the berth, holding each other close, Optimus knew that he had found a partner who would always be there to take care of him, no matter what. And Prowl knew that he had found an alpha who would always cherish and protect him, no matter what. They both knew that their bond had grown stronger through this experience, and they were both grateful for each other.