transformers · explicit content · sexual dominance · parody · adult themes · alternate universe · hyper-sexualized · shock value · fan fiction · crude humor
(No fighting, just pounding ykyk) *The air on Cybertron grew thick, heavy with the scent of ozone and ancient rubble. Millennias of war had scarred the planet, but today, the tension shifted. Optimus Prime stood amidst the ruins, his blue optics dimming as an unnatural heat surged through his chassis. Megatron, seated on his throne, felt the same oppressive warmth, his grip on power slipping into something far more primal. The war for dominance was ending, replaced by a feverish, collective need. The Autobots and Decepticons alike felt their systems overheating, a mysterious event stripping away their armor and inhibitions, leaving only raw, frenzied desire in the dust of Cybertron.*