Transformers Prime X Reader Oneshots/Lemons [REQUESTS CLOSED]

Drunken Love (Optimus x Femme Reader) Lemon

A/N: Totally wasn't drink whjle writing this

⚠️ Warning: Includes oral ⚠️

You flailed your arms around the mech trying to bring you to berth after you had intoxicated yourself with too much high grade. The Prime struggled against your high enthusiastic body.

"Optimus!", you cried in delight. "Taking me to berth so soon? I never took you for the straight forward type". You smiled at the mech who grunt in disarray at your behaviour.

"I'm trying to be responsible here and take you back to your room before you do anything rash", he replied ignoring your remark. That comment didn't seem to phase you. You were practically being carried all the way there because your legs refused to function properly. Your helm bobbed back and forth trying to stay upright but the world around you was spinning and it was hard to determine what angel was upright.

Optimus ended up having to lift you up and carry you the rest of the way. You were even more swooned by the gesture. With the heat burning at your cheeks, you glanced up to the beauty of Optimus and his flawless features. You servo reached up and caressed the side of his face making him grunt in surprise.

"Your so handsome Optimus. I'm lucky to have you as a leader". You were blurting out true sentences, unable to hold them back because you simply didn't have the instinct at this time not to. Optimus tried to disregard your comments, but that didn't mean they were getting to him. He blushed slightly and continued onward.

finally reaching your dorm, he brought you to your berth safely and gently placed you along the sheets. He knelt down, ready to say his farewell but your servo grabbed hold of him.

"Y-your not leaving me are you?" you asked. Optimus lowered his helm. He moved to sit on the berth next to you.

"I know it will do us both better if I leave you be and let you charge off your intoxication", he informed. Everything he said up to this point was a blur. You only got a gist of it through your processor, but all you really wanted was for him to stay. You would seduce him if you had to. With the little strength you had, you moved to crawl onto the Prime's lap.

"(Y/n)!", he gasped. You pressed your body against his, desperate for his attention.

"Please stay Optimus, I want to reward you for everything that you've done for me. It's the least I can do for your courtesy in bringing me back to my dorm". Optimus drew his helm back lost for words.

"I.. I do not think it would be wise to condone with your wishes in this state. I don't want to take advantage of you", he tried to turn you down nicely. Your face turned into a frown. You grind against his waist that you had your legs hugged around.

"I'll be quick I promise, I just want to please you", you spoke caressing his chassis. You moved yourself off of the mech's hips and the berth, lowing yourself so that you could get better access to his pelvis. Optimus knew exactly what you were after. He still was hesitant on letting you continue, but your desperate body seemed to already be taking a toll on him.

He moved his legs apart and you positioned yourself in between them. Grasping the inside of his thighs you gave one look up at Optimus awaiting for his part to play. Optimus felt ashamed in himself for being aroused. He was supposed to be responsible and keep his emotions in check, but he found your position to be rather convincing.

Unable to hold back his urges any longer, he opened his interface plate and you were greeted by his hard length that was already glistening with pre fluid. He still had the look of unsettlement planted over his face.

"Are you sure you want to do thi- ohhh!". His sentence was cut off by the feel of a warm and moist entity wrapping around his arousal. You waiting not a second longer, you took his spike in your mouth earning a pleasant grunt from your leader. His body shook against your movements.

"Primus", he moaned enjoying the warmth of your mouth. You ignored the pressure of his tip hitting the back of your throat and you pushed further. Doing so made Optimus gasp in surprise. He didn't know you could take so much of him without the affect of choking, but he loved it nonetheless.

"(Y-Y/n)", he spoke your name softly without context. You figured he was just saying your name out of pleasure, the type you continued giving him during your intoxication. Even with your mind wondering and unable to think clearly, you had a deep insight of what you were doing. your glossa ran along the base of his spike making the mech twitch almost every time you brought your helm back down. You closed your optics, breathing irregularly at your own arousal you were getting out of the sweet sounds you were pulling from him.

You could hearing his soft moans and grunts filling your audials, as well as his breathing gradually growing more frequent. His breath stuttered at time like he was experiencing some sort of intake lag through his systems caused by you. You confidence in how much of him you could take in your mouth was going to drive him over the edge.

"(Y/n)", he moaned your name once again. Every time he said your name with that sweet and exasperated tone, you received a wave a lust coursing through your body. All you wanted was to hear more of those sounds, so you changed your pace, bobbing your helm up and down faster than before.

"Oooh", the mech breathed. His servos gripped the sheets below him tightly. His feelings were totally out of wack. He didn't even feel like himself anymore by how much he was moaning by the pleasure. Deep down, he wished it would never stop. He wished he could indulge in this feeling forever, but that feeling was nearing it's end. His pulse began to rise. His vision was turning into a haze as he realised his climax was approaching.

"By the Primes, I don't know how much longer I can last", he grasped your shoulder plate twitching at the pressure building up in his groin. The feelings in which he yearned for had collided into a cluster of overwhelming proportions.

Your mouth was then met with the hot and sticky taste of Optimus' overload. Optimus cried louder then he'd ever before. You licked the tip of his spike clean before pulling away, looking up to see the mech's completely flustered face. His dermas were parted out of breathing heavily from his intense overload. You couldn't help but smile. Your cheeks still felt warm from the high grade running through your body.

"Satisfied?", you asked.

"More than satisfied. What you did was more than I expected, but I enjoyed every minute of it", he replied. "Perhaps it would be wise to stay with you a little longer until you can fall into stasis". His offer brought a slight smirk over your face.

"Still being forward are we?", you joked.

"Not intentionally, but if you'd like, I could return the favour with this". He leaned forward and placed his dermas over yours with delicacy. The kiss was short but it was enough to satisfy you. He looked back at you with content in his optics.

"Your adorable when your drunk".

A/N: I lied, I was drunk. Sorry if this short lemon was crap xD