Transformers Lemons 1

TF5! Bumblebee x Human Female Reader Part 2

Thanksgiving themed.

Will be set in the early 1920's as well.

Warnings: Vaginal sex, bondage kink, war gore, Robot PTSD, Human holoforms, bumblebee is somewhat innocent, bee can talk in this, thanksgiving clap backs, and masturbation.

Red fluid spilled out from underneath his wheels. The sickening crunch of the weight of his alt resting on a Nazi soldier filled his audio receptors. During combat he could be a whole different person. With loved ones and allies he seemed to mellow down and become soft-sparked. After driving over the deceased enemy he transformed and looked at the carnage he had done. Excessive piles of human carcasses and their weapons were scattered about.

Looking down at his servos and the rest of his frame he noticed he had changed color through the mission. He started the mission bright yellow and ended it in a dark red. For a moment he almost thought the lights of his optics were red, but he felt no longer alarmed when he realised it was just the blood splattered on his faceplate.

"Bee..."

He heard your voice so clear that it frightened him. What would you be doing all the way here in Germany. He was going to angrily search the area for you before his optics onlined to your smiling face.

"Bumblebee?"

His optics brightened in acknowledgment.

"Are you alright? You were recharging pretty hard there."

He nodded his helm and sat up in the bed. You had your father put deadweights underneath the bed's box spring to support Bumblebee's mass displaced weight.

"I'm fine."

You gave him an unsure look and pulled the covers up to cover yourself when your heard your father knock on the door.

Your dad immediately turned his head when he opened the door.

"Don't forget we have guests coming over later."

"Alright Dad."

You rolled your eyes as he shut the door. You totally forgot today was thanksgiving. You really didn't want to see any of your relatives.

You looked over at Bumblebee and you noticed he looked confused.

"Today's a holiday it's like a family reunion celebrating a day of previous Americans committing genocide against a different race and taking their land."

You seen Bumblebee twitch when you said genocide. 

"Sorry...I forgot things like that 'trigger' you."

He heard the sadness in your voice and shook it off and playfully yanked the covers off you.

"What? Stop!"

You giggled before yanking them back. His audio receptor made a chuckling noise before pulling you by your hair into his form of kiss.

"I need you to be my ride today."

The lights in his optics brightened.

"...Not like that. I have to go pick up things for dinner later and my dad has to go pick up the rest of my relatives."

You cringed deeply when you said 'relatives'.

He nodded and then proceeded to pick up and carry your almost nude body to the shower. Without asking he removed the only thing you had been wearing which was a bralette before setting you down in the shower and getting in with you. He gave you the ivory bar of soap before picking up the car cleaning fluid to put on himself.