Transformers Prime X Reader Oneshots/Lemons [REQUESTS CLOSED]

Revealed (Hardshell x Femme Reader) Lemon

A/N: This is a sequal to 'An Offering'. I TOTALLY forgot about this draft because it was sort of hidden in the list from when I made it after my first story on Hardshell instead of having it at the bottom. I knew I had to work on it because let's be real here, there's not many Hardshell stories out there. Ya'll should read the first story before continuing.

Description: You were sent on a mission accompanied by the brute Insecticon Hardshell. He found something intriguing about you. This takes place a couple of months after the timeline of the last story.

⚠️ Warning!: Contains hard smut ⚠️

Reader's POV

it was very uncommon for a fellow Decepticon such as myself to be paired up with an Insecticon of all partners. I was chosen to be a superior towards this said Insecticon brute. The main reason was due to their nature, and a lot of the times the vehicons were bias towards their allies of a different species. Not to mention the behaviour of mechs when they were undergoing cycles. I learned that from experience, believe me.

I was very reluctant on going on this mission to begin with, mainly because I was still weary on the experience I had the last time I had encountered one of these brute Insecticons. Something lingered inside me preventing me from going against the idea. It was pure curiosity.

I came to a conclusion that whoever interfaced with me had to of been one of them. It made sense because I was on the floor where they initially stationed at. Their mouth was weird and contained an extendable appendage at the sides of some kind which I assumed were the mandibles that they possessed. Not to mention the claws that were grasped onto me. They were far too large and foreign to of belonged to a Decepticon.

As much as I was violated by one of those animalistic creatures, I knew that deep down I had gained a certain thrill aside from the pleasure I received out of it. What was digging through my processor even more was that I had no insight of the Insecticon who performed that certain deed on me during the day where I lost all my dignity. I try not to think about it too much, but it still wages on my mind.

Thankfully I was able to redeem my pride through the hardships of being a Decepticon, y'know, aside from the other vehicons who pretty much serve no purpose whatsoever and are nothing but heaps of metal waiting to cause mayhem by sheer incompetence. I hate to admit that the Insecticon army poses more of a success rate than our own fellow colleagues, so let's not get into the details.