@Solus_Prime_Jr Slipstream x mincon reader lol sorry for not posting in forever... got kinda bored with writing and got lazy. So my apologies.

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You were a drone bot. Nothing more than a spy tool. That's what you has originally thought anyway.

That was until a chance meeting had to reevaluating your whole existence.

You had met Slipstream after some stupid human had shot you down with a proclaim of some sort. you were alone for awhile tending to your wounds until to your surprise, you encountered another minicon.

The interaction was less hostile than you originally thought it would be. Much less. And you managed to hold a nice conversation with the other minicon. And you agreed to meet again.

And again.

And again.

Until it just became a regular happening between the both of you.

And so did the occasional frag.

Didn't happen often.

But pits it was great when it did.

You gasped sharply as another digit slid into your valve. Slipstream chuckled quietly below you. You hissed quietly through your denta and placed a soft nip on the side of his spike.

"I thought we agreed intakes?" You huffed hips bucking a little

"yes but you also seem more than eager either way." He ran a thumb over your node causing you to shudder, "See?"

You rolled your optics and drug your glossa against the tip of his spike. He bucked a little at the feeling  and you chuckled lowly at him.

You earned a sharp surprised grunt as you wrapped your whole intake around him taking his whole length. you grinned internally as you started to bob your helm.

Slipstream huffed softly at you and slid his glossa out against your node and then along the side of your valve. You groaned breathily and bucked back at the delicious feeling.

He chuckled softly and pulled his digits out only to replace them with his glossa. You shivered with delight and began to bob your helm faster. His body kept twitching below you and you knew enough what that meant.

Your own overload was fast approaching your thighs trembling from where the were clamped around Slipstreams helm. He purred against your valve and that's what undid you.

Your whole frame shuddered in relief as you released against his glossa. His overload wasn't slow to follow. So you got little relief before your intake was flooded with transfulids.

You swallowed with a little struggle and rolled of the other minicon.

"Heh.." you started, "Why don't we do that more?"

"Because it doesn't." Slipstream said softly

"Huh."