Transformers headcannons/bloopers/oneshots (CLOSED)

Optimus x Ratchet (Optimus x Wheeljack, Optimus x Magnus)

Prompt/s: Ratchet is tired and needy put Optimus is working so he resorts to toys
Ratchet is normally very tough and closed off, that is until he's in heat wanting his alpha Optimus
"We're you touching yourself without my permission?"
Optimus is Ratchet's dominate and Alpha who doesn't like when Ratchet does things without permission
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Ratchet had been feeling needy and tired all day. He had been trying to focus on his work, but his mind kept wandering to thoughts of his Alpha, Optimus. He knew that Optimus was busy with work, but he couldn't help the ache in his core, the need to be taken by his Alpha. He tried to push the thoughts aside, but they only grew stronger as the day went on. Finally, Ratchet couldn't take it anymore. He needed release, he needed to feel something. He knew that Optimus was still working, so he decided to take matters into his own hands. He rummaged through his drawer and pulled out a box of toys, things he had gotten for when he was feeling particularly needy. He grabbed a vibrator and turned it on, feeling a jolt of pleasure run through his body as he pressed it against his hole. He moaned softly, his body trembling with pleasure as he moved the vibrator in and out of his slick entrance. He closed his optics, imagining that it was Optimus who was doing this to him, taking him completely. Suddenly, he heard the door to his quarters open and he quickly turned off the vibrator and hid it under his pillow. Optimus walked in, looking tired but still handsome as ever. "Ratchet, are you okay?" he asked, walking over to him and placing a hand on his shoulder.
Ratchet nodded, feeling a blush rise to his cheeks as he realized what he had been doing. "Yeah, I'm fine," he said, trying to compose himself. "Just tired, I guess." Optimus could sense that something was off with Ratchet, but he didn't push it. Instead, he sat down next to him and started rubbing his shoulders. Ratchet leaned into the touch, feeling his body relax at the feeling of his Alpha's hands on him. But then, Optimus noticed something off. "Ratchet, were you touching yourself without my permission?" he asked, his voice low. Ratchet froze, feeling a sense of shame wash over him. He knew that Optimus didn't like it when he did things without permission, especially when it came to their intimate moments. "I-I'm sorry," Ratchet stuttered, feeling his body heat up with embarrassment. "I just couldn't help myself. I needed release." Optimus narrowed his eyes, he was on the stricter side when he dealt with his submissive and he disliked when his omegas played with themselves. "I understand that you needed release, Ratchet, but that doesn't excuse your behavior," Optimus said sternly. "You know that I don't like it when you touch yourself without permission." Ratchet hung his head, feeling guilty for disobeying his Alpha. He knew that Optimus was right, but he couldn't help his desires. "I'm sorry, Optimus," he said softly. "I just couldn't hold back any longer." Optimus sighed, his expression softening. He knew that Ratchet was struggling, but he needed to reinforce the rules. "I understand that you are in heat, Ratchet, but that doesn't mean that you can ignore the rules," he said, his voice firm but gentle. "You need to ask for permission before you touch yourself." Ratchet nodded, he felt bad and so very needy. He didn't know what Optimus would do to punish him but he prayed it wouldn't be to bad. "Just for that I think I'll leave you in heat without release for the next week." Optimus said sternly. Ratchet's eyes widened at the thought of being denied release for a week. He had never gone that long without release before, and the thought of it was almost unbearable. He knew that he had brought this upon himself, but he couldn't help feeling a sense of desperation wash over him. "Please, Optimus," he said, his voice pleading. "I can't go a week without release. I'll do anything, just please don't leave me like this." Optimus raised an eyebrow, looking at Ratchet with a mix of amusement and concern. "Anything?" he asked, his voice low. Ratchet nodded, feeling a sense of desperation wash over him. "Yes, anything," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. Optimus shook his head slightly "you did this to yourself omega. Let's see if you can behave now." Optimus said with a hint of a growl in his voice. Ratchet felt a sense of disappointment wash over him at Optimus's response. He had hoped that his Alpha would show him some mercy, but it seemed that he was determined to stick to his punishment. Ratchet knew that he had to accept it, he had broken the rules and had to face the consequences. He nodded, feeling a sense of resignation wash over him. "Yes, Optimus," he said softly. "I understand." Optimus nodded, standing up from the bed. "Good," he said, walking over to his work desk. "I have some work to do, Ratchet. You can rest here, but I don't want you touching yourself or causing any trouble." Ratchet nodded, feeling a sense of emptiness wash over him as Optimus left the room. He knew that he had brought this upon himself, but he couldn't help feeling frustrated and needy. He lay on the bed, trying to distract himself with other thoughts, but his mind kept wandering back to his Alpha. He missed him, missed the feeling of being taken by him completely. He wished that he could do something, but he knew that he couldn't. He had to wait, to be patient. Half of him wanted to rebel, he'd seen Wheeljack do it and it normally got him fucked harshly but it also ticked Optimus off when one of his omegas disobeyed. He whined and sat up, his heat was starting to hurt but he knew he was still only on the beginning stages of his heat and it would only get worse. His clothes felt suffocating and he knew his pheromones were affecting Optimus which is why the alpha left. Magnus came in and hummed softly, the beta wouldn't be affected like an alpha or even another omega would be and the commander looked over Ratchet. "He's ticked Ratchet, your lucky he doesn't keep you like this for the rest of your heat or even give you an aphrodisiac and leave you like that." Ratchet nodded, feeling a sense of shame wash over him. He knew that he had messed up, and he couldn't help feeling guilty for disobeying his Alpha. But he also couldn't help feeling so needy, so desperate for release. He looked up at Magnus, hoping that he would have some kind of solution. "Is there anything I can do, Magnus?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Magnus looked at him for a moment before nodding. "There might be something that can help, Ratchet," he said, walking over to him and sitting down next to him. "But it's risky, and you have to be willing to accept the consequences." Ratchet nodded, feeling a sense of hope wash over him. He was willing to do anything at this point, even if it meant risking his position as Optimus's submissive. "What is it, Magnus?" he asked, his voice eager. Magnus looked at him, his expression serious. "There's a drug that can help alleviate the symptoms of heat, Ratchet," he said, his voice low. "It's not without risks, of course. The drug can have some side effects, and it's also illegal." Ratchet felt a sense of fear wash over him at the thought of taking an illegal drug, but he also couldn't help feeling desperate. "What kind of side effects?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Magnus sighed, looking at him with a mix of concern and sympathy. "The drug can cause hallucinations, mood swings, and in some cases, it can even cause permanent damage to your heat cycle," he said, his voice low. "But it can also help alleviate your symptoms, and make it easier for you to control yourself." Ratchet nodded, feeling a sense of desperation wash over him. He knew that it was risky, but he also knew that he couldn't go another week without release. "I'll do it," he said, his voice determined. "I'll take the drug, Magnus. I can't take this anymore." Magnus nodded, looking at him with a mix of concern and admiration. "Okay, Ratchet," he said, standing up from the bed. "I'll get you the drug, but you have to promise me that you'll be careful." Ratchet nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. He knew that he was taking a risk, but he also knew that he couldn't keep living like this. He waited for Magnus to leave before lying back on the bed, his mind racing with thoughts of what was to come. He knew that he was taking a risk, but he also knew that he needed release. He just hoped that the drug would work, and that he wouldn't suffer any permanent damage. Ratchet knew that Optimus would be very pissed when he found out but if it meant that he could go through with the punishment he would do it, he knew Magnus dealt with all the omegas in the base and was also Optimus' fuck partner at times. Ratchet waited anxiously for Magnus to return with the drug. He couldn't help feeling nervous, knowing the risks that came with taking an illegal drug. But he also couldn't ignore the desperate need in his body. Finally, Magnus returned with a small vial of liquid. "This is it," he said, handing it to Ratchet. "Just be careful, okay?" Ratchet nodded, feeling his heart race as he took the vial from Magnus. He knew that he was taking a risk, but he also knew that he needed release. He opened the vial and drank the liquid, feeling a sense of warmth spread through his body. He lay back on the bed, waiting for the drug to take effect. Suddenly, he felt a rush of pleasure run through his body, and he moaned softly. The drug was working, and he could feel his heat symptoms starting to fade away. He closed his optics, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. He could finally relax, could finally breathe. But then, he heard the door to his quarters open again, and he quickly tried to hide the fact that he had taken the drug. Optimus walked in, looking at him with a mix of concern and suspicion. "Ratchet, are you okay?" he asked, walking over to him. Ratchet nodded, trying to hide the fact that he was feeling a little lightheaded from the drug. "Yes, I'm fine, Optimus," he said, his voice a little unsteady. Optimus raised an eyebrow, looking at him suspiciously. "Are you sure?" he asked, walking over to the bed and sitting down next to him. Ratchet nodded, feeling a sense of nervousness wash over him. He knew that Optimus could sense when something was off, and he didn't want to get caught. "Yes, I'm sure," he said, trying to sound confident. Optimus looked at him for a moment before nodding. "Okay," he said, standing up from the bed. "Just make sure you rest, Ratchet. I don't want you overexerting yourself." Ratchet nodded, feeling relieved that he had gotten away with it. He lay back on the bed, feeling a sense of guilt wash over him. He knew that he had disobeyed his Alpha, but he also couldn't help feeling grateful for the relief that the drug had given him. But he also knew that there would be consequences, and he would have to face them eventually. For now, he just wanted to rest, to forget about everything and just relax. He drifted off and curled up, Optimus came back later and noticed the lack of slick that Ratchet was producing and knew instantly that the medic had done something. He snarled lowly clearly fed up with Ratchet disobeying and grabbing the omega by the shoulder and shaking him awake. "What did you do, Ratchet?" Optimus growled, his voice low and dangerous. Ratchet woke up, feeling a sense of fear wash over him as he realized that Optimus had found out about the drug. He tried to push himself away, but Optimus held him firmly in place. "I-I took a drug," Ratchet stuttered, feeling his heart race with fear. "It was to help with my heat, I couldn't take it anymore." Optimus narrowed his eyes, looking at Ratchet with a mix of anger and disappointment. "You know the rules, Ratchet," he growled. "You can't just take illegal drugs!" Ratchet whined, he had never seen the Alpha this angry and that was saying something considering Wheeljack often ticked Optimus off and Magnus on occasion would mess with Optimus just to get fucked. "I'm sorry, Optimus," he said, feeling tears prick at the corners of his optics. "I just couldn't take it anymore. I needed release." Optimus sighed, feeling a sense of frustration wash over him. He knew that Ratchet was struggling, but he also couldn't ignore the fact that he had broken the rules. "I don't even know what to do with you anymore, what has gotten into you omega?!" Optimus growled, he never used tilted like that unless he was actually pissed off and ready to beat something. Ratchet whimpered and backed up, then Magnus came in dragging Wheeljack and the commander looked ticked off. "Prime I promised to never hurt your omegas but please for the love of Primus control your omegas!" Magnus hissed tossing Wheeljack into bed by Ratchet, the wrecker squeaked and stumbled forward half landing on Ratchet when Optimus raised an eyebrow to see what was wrong. "Wheeljack was running around trying to steal your pain meds and sex toys." Optimus looked at them for a moment before sighing, feeling a sense of exhaustion wash over him. He knew that he needed to deal with this, but he also knew that he was too tired to do it right now. "Just...just stay there for now," he said, his voice low. "I need to think about what to do with you two." Ratchet and Wheeljack nodded, feeling a sense of shame wash over them. They had both messed up, and they knew that they had to face the consequences. They lay there, watching as Optimus left the room, feeling a sense of fear and uncertainty wash over them. They didn't know what was going to happen to them, but they knew that it wasn't going to be good.