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midnight desire

I know its cheesy but I like it

It was a cold and dreary night in the Cybertronian city of Polyhex. The neon lights cast a dim glow on the metal buildings, giving the whole city a sinister feel. Dead End was lounging in their apartment, a moody Decepticon who always seemed to be in a bad mood. But tonight, Dead End was feeling particularly restless. Their boyfriend, Astrotrain, was out on a mission and Dead End couldn't shake the feeling of loneliness that gnawed at them.

As the hours ticked by, Dead End's thoughts began to wander to more carnal desires. They couldn't help but feel a rush of arousal at the thought of Astrotrain's large, powerful hands exploring their body. Dead End shivered at the anticipation of Astrotrain's touch, the way their fingers could bring them to newfound heights of pleasure.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Dead End's spark leaped with excitement as they rushed to the entrance, knowing that only one being could evoke such anticipation within them. As the door slid open, Astrotrain stood there, their intimidating form filling the doorway. Dead End couldn't help but feel a rush of desire flood their circuits, their spark pulsing with hunger.

Without a word, Astrotrain swept Dead End into their arms, the smaller mech practically melting against their larger frame. Dead End felt a surge of need as Astrotrain's mouth captured theirs in a possessive kiss, their glossa exploring every crevice of Dead End's oral cavity.

As they deepened the kiss, Dead End felt their arousal spike, their interface panel sliding open in invitation. Astrotrain wasted no time, their large hands caressing Dead End's sensitive plating, sending shivers of pleasure through their frame. Dead End whimpered with desire, their hips canting forward in an unconscious plea for more.

Astrotrain chuckled lowly, their optics burning with a predatory glint as they lifted Dead End effortlessly, carrying them to the berth. Dead End moaned with abandon, their body humming with need as Astrotrain's skilled digits teased their most sensitive nodes.

As Astrotrain's mouth descended on Dead End's chassis, their glossa tracing patterns on their plating, Dead End couldn't help but arch into the touch, their vents whirring in pleasure. Astrotrain's touch was electrifying, sending shocks of ecstasy through Dead End's systems.

As the intensity of their passion grew, Dead End found themselves lost in a whirlwind of sensation, their world reduced to the feel of Astrotrain's touch, the sound of their own moans echoing in the air. In that moment, nothing else mattered except the overwhelming need for release, for completion in the arms of their lover.

And as the climax washed over them, Dead End cried out in ecstasy, their frame convulsing with pleasure as Astrotrain whispered sweet nothings in their audio receptors. They clung to each other in the aftermath, their sparks entwined in a dance of love and desire.

As they lay tangled in each other's embrace, Dead End felt a sense of peace wash over them. In the warmth of Astrotrain's arms, they found solace and comfort, a reminder that no matter how dark the world may seem, love would always be their guiding light.

And as they drifted off to recharge, Dead End knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, as long as they had Astrotrain by their side, they could face anything that came their way. Love truly was the most powerful force in the universe, a beacon of hope in even the darkest of times.