Transformers Lemon

Ratchet x Cybertronian!Reader

Image: Deviantart: TheMinttu

Rewritten 20.02.2020

You fell on your berth in one of the side rooms at the Autobot base. Your form weary and exhausted after nearly a whole day of patrolling outside.

The tiny flying organic at the ceiling above you was unexpectedly interesting at the moment. In little circles, it flew around your room.

A soft knock drew your attention back to the present and to your door. „Come in," you called out and sat up, watching as the door opened and Ratchet looked through the opening. „Welcome back (Y/N)! You haven't had energon for quite some time and thought I would bring you some." Coming closer to you he presented you with a cube of the delicious blue liquid.

„Thank you Ratchet. It is just what I needed after today." You smiled at him and drank a little. „Did you have any success with the synth-en?" And just after asking you regretted it. Ratchet was working himself to a slow offlining trying to find a way to complete the formula. You pulled him towards you so that he could sit beside you on your berth.

„Ratchet, please. You need a break! When was the last time you had a proper recharge?" His pained gaze met yours and you could see the tiredness in his optics. „You always want the best for the team and everyone knows and appreciates that. But what if someone gets hurt and you are just not able to react correctly because of your need for a good recharge?" It was a low blow, you knew. But he needed to hear it.

„I can't think about recharge! Our energon supply is lower than ever and the Decepticons are always two steps ahead. We are only scraping by and need desperately need this!" The words were spoken in such a desperate way, you could feel his worry in every single syllable. It was hard to see him like this and your spark aches at the sight of him. This strong and wise warrior that once captured your spark and never let it go.

„Ratchet. Sweetspark, please! We need you! I need you more than some synth-en. We have survived much more without it and we will survive for a few more cycles. We will find a solution but you are finished for this cycle." You looked him in the optics and slowly reached up to cup his helm with one of your servos.

Trying to make light of the situation you crept closer to him. „Besides, you haven't spend any time with me at all. Let me take care of you for now and you relax." A small grin formed on your faceplate and you pressed your body closer to him. Pushing him back so his back was on the berth you knelt over him, one of your servos slowly over his chest plate up his neck.

Leaning down, you pushed your lips lightly against his. Under you, you could feel a soft smile forming against you and one of his servos came up to cup your helm and pulling you closer, deepening your kiss.

Enjoying the closeness you have missed so much in the last deca-cycle, you leaned more over him straddling his hips to give you more stability. Still kissing his servos ran up and down your back. One caressing the sensitive wiring at your sides while the other slipped down to your hip.

You weren't still aswell. Your servos stroking up and down his chest plate until you found the small hatch to remove it. Leaning back to give you the space you need you looked down into his slightly dimmed optics, detaching the plate you gently laid it to the side. His servos coming up to yours and with a quick practiced move he unfastened yours aswell.

Smiling you leaned forward again, catching his lips in a kiss while your sensitive chests pushed against each other, causing you both to moan at the feeling. There were no words needed between you both, enjoying the closeness you both had missed.

Pushing you slightly up, he turned you both so he lay above you. His glossa pressed and slid against yours, making you feel hotter and wanting more. Slowly he left your mouth to press openmouthed kisses down your chin and neck making sure to please every crevice. Your servos came up to his helm, holding him to you while also stroking his sensitive audio receptors.

With experienced hands, he unclasped your lower armor and detached it from your protoform. After helping him with his, your hands wandered slowly over his chest going deeper until you reached the panel that hid his spike. Caressing the sensitive wiring there he gave a slight growl and opened the last barrier between you. Leaning back above you, your glossas pressed back together in a passionate open-mouthed kiss.

His large spike rubbed deliciously between you and only the thought of it in you made you moan. You spread your legs wider for him and he rubbed himself against your port in slow, languid movements. „Ratchet please, I don't want to wait anymore." Your voice was husky and your optics full of love and lust. „He smirked down at you and slid back just enough for the tip to cath at your opening. Steadily he entered you pushing in and out until he hilted, causing both of you to moan. Grabbing his shoulders you pulled him down towards you, slotting your mouth back over his you grabbed his shoulders and lower back.

His thrust grew rougher, going deeper and hitting just the right spots inside you. Arching your back up, your inner walls clenched tighter around him. You felt a slight shiver going through him and reached between yourselves to rub at your clit. Little by little his thrust grew rougher and harder

pushing you closer and closer to climax. Rubbing your clit just a bit harder he hit that spot inside you repeatedly pushing you over the edge. Moaning his name you clenched down on him, feeling his thrust quicken, even more, his rhythm going awry and with only a few more deep pushes he came.

His whole form tensing above you he slowly came back from the high and looked down at you with a satisfied smile.

Pulling out of you he fell to your side, tugging your form to his and purring softly. A soft kiss was pressed on your forehead and lovingly looked down at you. „You were right sweetspark. I needed a break. And you."