Transformers headcannons/bloopers/oneshots (CLOSED)

Octavius (Oc) x Magnus (Idw)

Prompt/s: After an intense situation of your choosing, Octavius comforts Magnus. This turns into sex. Octavius tries to be gentle, but Magnus doesn't want it gentle. Magnus wants Octavius to be rough and demanding and fuck the intensity out of them. Bonus points for Magnus being equally rough and demanding.
Morning sex. Octavius and Magnus wake up in bed together. Hands wander. Lips meet. The sheets twist around them as Magnus rolls on top of Octavius, sleep-warm and turned on. What happens next?
Magnus: P-please, Octavius, please, can I cum?
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Octavius and Magnus had just been through an intense situation, and Octavius knew that Magnus needed comfort. As they lay in bed together, Octavius wrapped his arms around Magnus, holding him close. Magnus buried his face in Octavius' neck, seeking solace in his embrace. But as Octavius ran his hands over Magnus' back, he felt the tension in his body begin to ease. Magnus' breathing grew heavier, and Octavius could feel his arousal growing. He knew what Magnus wanted, and he was more than willing to oblige. Magnus rolled on top of Octavius, straddling him. Their lips met in a fierce kiss, tongues dueling for control. Magnus' hands roamed over Octavius' body, tracing the contours of his muscles. Octavius groaned, arching into Magnus' touch. But Magnus wasn't content to be gentle. He wanted Octavius to be rough, to take control and fuck the intensity out of him. He grabbed Octavius' hands and pinned them above his head, his hips grinding against Octavius' erection. Octavius growled, his own desire spiking. The dragon could easily flip Magnus if he wanted but the way the normally submissive man was grinding against his dick turned him on more. He decided to let Magnus take the lead, submitting to his desires. Magnus leaned down, biting Octavius' neck hard enough to leave a mark. Octavius hissed in pleasure, feeling his own arousal grow even stronger. Magnus sat back up, his hips still grinding against Octavius. "Come on, Octavius," he panted. "I want you to fuck me hard. I want to feel you inside me, claiming me as yours." Octavius didn't need any more encouragement. He flipped Magnus over, pinning him to the bed. Magnus grinned up at him, his eyes dark with lust. "Show me what you've got," Magnus said, his voice low and sultry. Octavius growls and tugs Magnus' shirt and has the smaller man strip before quickly slipping four fingers into the others tight entrance. Magnus gasped, his body arching off the bed. Octavius scissored his fingers, stretching Magnus open. He could feel the smaller man's body trembling with anticipation. "Please," Magnus moaned, his voice thick with need. Octavius purred roughly and bite at Magnus' neck and shoulder, "not yet." He growled. Octavius pulled his fingers out of Magnus and positioned himself at his entrance. He pushed in slowly, savoring the feeling of Magnus' tight heat surrounding him. But instead of immediately thrusting, he remained still, savoring the moment. Magnus squirmed beneath him, his body begging for release. "Please, Octavius," he begged. "I need you." Octavius leaned down, biting Magnus' earlobe. "You'll get what you need," he whispered, before pulling out and thrusting back in hard. Magnus cried out, his body arching off the bed. Octavius began to thrust harder and faster, each stroke more forceful than the last. Magnus met each thrust with equal force, his hips bucking up to meet Octavius' with each stroke. Their movements were rough and urgent, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the air. Octavius could feel his orgasm building deep inside him, ready to explode. He reached around and grabbed Magnus' cock, stroking him roughly. Magnus screamed, his body convulsing as he came, his hot seed spilling over Octavius' hand. The sight of Magnus coming was enough to send Octavius over the edge. He came with a roar, his own release spilling deep inside Magnus. Magnus whimpered and arched clawing Octavius' back with his nails, the pain only adding to his pleasure. Octavius growled, his own body still trembling from his orgasm. He collapsed on top of Magnus, panting heavily. Magnus wrapped his arms around Octavius, holding him close. "That was amazing," he whispered, his voice still hoarse with pleasure. Octavius smiled, kissing the top of Magnus' head. "You're amazing," he replied. They lay there for a few more minutes, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow. But soon, their bodies were stirring again, their arousal building once more. Magnus rolled on top of Octavius, his eyes dark with desire. "Round two?" he asked, his voice low and sultry. Octavius growls lowly, his own desire spiking at the thought. "I thought you'd never ask," he replied, before flipping Magnus over and getting ready for round two of intense pleasure. As they moved together, Magnus' body writhing beneath him, Octavius couldn't help but feel grateful for the intensity of their connection. No matter what challenges they faced, they always found their way back to each other, and the passion between them only grew stronger with each passing day. And as Magnus moaned and begged for more, Octavius knew that there was no one else in the world he'd rather be with. As they reached the peak of pleasure once again, Magnus cried out, his body trembling with ecstasy. "P-please, Octavius, please, can I cum?" he begged, his voice thick with need. Octavius grinned, his own release building inside him. "Cum for me, Magnus," he growled, before thrusting hard and deep, sending them both over the edge in a wave of intense pleasure. Exhausted but satisfied, they collapsed onto the bed, their bodies entwined. As they drifted off to sleep, they knew that whatever challenges the future held, they would always have each other to turn to for comfort, passion, and intense pleasure.