Transformers Oneshots & Lemons [Requests Open]

Requested by: The incredibly wonderful @00SquishySquiddy00 who is a fabulous, beautiful friend and an amazing writer, so, be sure to check her out and give her a follow!

Info: The reader (who is a Cybertronian Femme), is friends with TFP Smokescreen and is part of Team Prime. After the kids go home, they play a game. The reader and Smokescreen are friends and like each other but haven't told each other yet. Whilst in the middle of a game session that turns into more of a taunt to Smokescreen, he gets tired of all the teasing and can't take it anymore. He drags Y/D to his berthroom and well. . . Let the real games begin.

Warning(s): Cybertronian swearing, descriptive lemon scene, you get the idea.

Other information: Since this is my first thing here, I shall list some terms.

Y/D(your designation/name), berthroom(bedroom), spark(heart), chassis(chest; pronounced kass-ee), optics(eyes), femme(female), mech(male), Y/N/N(Your nickname), helm(head), faceplates(face, when I say their faceplates flush blue I mean they're blushing), servo(hand), audio receptors(ears), vent(breathing), dermas(lips), aft(ass), glossa(tongue), berth(bed), digit(finger), interface(sexual intercourse), sweetspark(literally sweetheart; a Cybertronian term of endearment), frag(fuck; or frick), valve(vagina), spike(penis), recharge(sleep), and clik(a Cybertronian unit of time that I believe is kind of like seconds?)

I tried my best with the truth or dare, also, this is my first ever lemon so bare with me😂

Seating arrangements for the game: Wheeljack, then to his right his Arcee, then Bee, then you, then Smokescreen, the Optimus, then Bulkhead, then Ratchet. Ultra Magnus isn't here because I don't like him 😆 uh no well also I was halfway through and realized I forgot him 🤷🏻‍♀️

Let the Games Begin

Your POV (1st Person)

My spark pounds in my chassis as I watch him. So ambitious and full of potential. Not to mention, incredibly handsome.

Miko, Raf, and Jack were gone for the night, it was just the 'Bots.

"Hey Y/D," Smokescreen gives me a hot grin, winking.

"Hey Smokey." The red, blue, and white 'Bot and I are good friends, and I don't want to ruin that. I mean, he might never see me the same way if I told him I liked him like that.

"It's game night!" Smokescreen declares with a wild grin, looking around as the others avert their optics. "Aw come on guys! You're with me, right Y/N/N?"

I can't help but nod. "Sure. . . It'll be fun."

"That's the spirit! What about you Arcee, Bee?"

"Eh, what the heck. We've got nothing else to do." Arcee shrugs. Bee nods, beeping in agreement.

"Well. . . Could be fun." Bulkhead nods.

"Ratchet, how aboー"

"No."

"Aww come on doc! Loosen up, just this once." Wheeljack grins. "Even Optimus is playing!"

"IーWhat am I doing?" The pure BossBot blinks in confusion, at the same time Sir Grumps-A-Lot snaps, "Don't call me that!"

"Let's do a game on earth called 'truth or dare'. Miko taught me it." The green ex-wrecker suggests innocently, not knowing how out of hand that game could get.

"Now we're talking." Smokescreen grins.

"We can do it in a spin the bottle style, that way we can shake it up a little." Wheeljack grins, grabbing a tool off of Ratchet's table to use as a replacement for the bottle.