4 - A Whopping Adventure 🍋🍋

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Okay so I have writers block and I'm lazy so ima not continue the last chapter
Also the stupid title has nothing to do with this scrappy chapter because I'm gonna try to write smut /j nah I'm gonna write it later /j I'm actually gonna try tho— sorry about the stupid /js

Edit: Okay but fr I'm wrote the smut you can skip to it

3rd Person's POV

It's been a few human weeks since Soundwave had come back, and the Metroplex went back to normal, Auto-bots and Decepticons were all learning to live together in peace again.

Optimus was no longer Optimus, just known as Orion, who already knew Soundwave had come back a little later when he did.

It was a regular day on Cybertron, every-bot doing what they did, hang out, have races, doing random things like they did before the war on Cybertron.

Hot Rod and Soundwave though.. they were doing something else..

(IM GONNA HATE MYSELF FROM DOING THIS FRAGGING SCRAP— 😭 Wait, actually, does lime count as lemon? My mind is debating whether I should do lime or lemon. majorsimp72 I heard you're a smut lover so like uh yeah)

"Soundwaveee~" Hot Rod hummed, walking into Soundwave's berthroom.

The dark blue mech's face plate became very blue, his battle mask already removed.

(So uh, just some AU shi—I mean scrap, but uh anyways. Soundwave's visor is red like the Cyberverse show, but I don't like that he literally doesn't have an intake, so I'll just say that he wears a battle mask almost all the time so no-bot usually most of the time doesn't see his intake besides our buddy Hot Rod)

"What?" Soundwave responded coldly, getting off of his berth and looking at Hot Rod in the optics.

Soundwave knew exactly what Hot Rod was going through. That stupid mech is drunk!

Hot Rod walked a little closer, smirking. "You've got to stop drinking so much energetic-energon, Hot Rod.." Soundwave sighed as he face-palmed.

(More AU scrap. So energetic-energon is basically how Cybertronians get drunk. Also, energetic-energon is something I came up with instead of using Syn-thn from TFP bc why not)

"What's so bad about it??" Hot Rod said as he pouted, the drunk mech crossing his arms. "Everything you're doing right now, dumbaft."
Soundwave said, sitting down on his berth.

Hot Rod being the drunk afthole then pinned Soundwave to his berth, smirking again. "HOT RO—" "Shut up, we've never done this before~" Hot Rod purred as he pressed the button on Soundwave's belt-like thingy which revealed a large spike.

(IM SHIVERING RN IDK WHY IM WRITING THIS SCRAP)

The red mech then did the same thing to him his spike looking not much different from Soundwave's.

Soundwave was now completely flushed, unable to do anything. Hot Rod then kissed Soundwave, his glossa basically forcing it's way through his intake and exploring everywhere.

Soundwave moaned, his body shivering underneath Hot Rod. "You're cute like this, y'know that?~" Hot Rod cooed as he played with Soundwave's spike.

The dark blue mech moaned again, pleasure running through him.

"H-Hot Ro—AH~!" Soundwave screamed as Hot Rod then flipped him over, making Soundwave feel like he would overload already.

Hot Rod then put his spike into Soundwave's aft, moving up and down, happy hearing Soundwave's moans.

"I didn't know you'd ever be so desperate, love~" Hot Rod said as he flipped Soundwave back over and kissed him.

Then, Soundwave felt a knot in his spike. He overloaded.

Soundwave and Hot Rod laid together, Soundwave guessing Hot Rod finally passed out.


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