Piper's present for Woozi
https://personne-us.tumblr.com/post/672271528458616832
LMAO FUCK HE'D LOVE THIS SO MUCH
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Maggy anon
The last post made me think about Magnus having to put a hand below his heavy belly, to ease the ache of it a bit - he's too stubborn to admit it's gotten too big by now. Kinda hot.
And Predaking "loafing about" ? Love that as well. Mf was dozing off while his breeder was being tortured with unending pleasure.. Magnus only forgives him because the sex that followed was amazing. But he better not do that again ! (Spoilers: it will happen again).
This time around Magnus is the only one sparked, so he doesn't want to be alone in bed all day, even when he starts getting too big. So he asks to be taken along with Predaking during the day. Which means that Predaking can flaunt his pretty, gravid breeder in front of everyone.
Still toys with the remote, because he does need to keep Magnus busy/entertained even if they're out. He loves showing off Magnus.. but if people stare too hard he gets jealous. So he pulls Magnus closer - his breeder is always on his lap these days - and tells him to keep quiet as he fills that greedy valve. Maybe he's nice and helps hold his big belly once in a while.
Now Magnus is stuck on his stud's large spike, too big to move enough to ride him on his own - forced to keep it warm, while Predaking goes on with his own work. Uselessly clenching around it, desperately needing more but not getting it.
Bonus points if his titties are way too big for his chestplates, so Predaking got him something made out of fiber instead - his titties covered and hidden by cloth, but easily accessed by his stud's large claws. Kneaded and pinched, milked by the pumps or Predaking's claws, depending on his stud's mood.
mhmmmm Magnus sneaking his hands under his belly, so heavy he would usually be in his bed at this point, but he protests, saying he has too much work to do- the truth is he feels a little lonely without an equally sparked Optimus in bed with him, but since the Prime is now taking a break, that's not very feasible... so he struggles through his days with a baby bump so big he can't close his legs anymore, barely fitting into his office chair...⬇️
When he's at the point where work is too taxing and he's having trouble focusing, Predaking takes him along as he fulfills his own duties (i wonder what kind of duties the king of predacons has...) Perhaps at first Magnus takes more direct interest in what Predaking does, but that quickly passes as the carrying cycle progresses and his focus switches to keeping his valve satisfied, his titties milked and his belly cradled.
But it's not enough, the overload is shallow and unsatisfying, he tries to rock against Predaking's lap, and eventually Predaking takes pity on him (how could he not when his poor breeder is moaning so much) and he holds Magnus' belly up to ease the weight, letting him ride his spike until his water breaks...
By the time he's ready to pop, Predaking has him sitting in his lap almost constantly, one clawed hand holding the underside of Magnus' full belly while the other teases the sensitive mesh of his tits, covered up so that no one who strays in gets to see them, per Magnus' wishes, but they're leaking so much through the fiber anyone would immediately get an idea of how good Predaking has it. Magnus sits on his spike, too tired and worn and heavy to start bouncing on it like he'd like to, valve dripping lubricant down Predaking's throne, while Predaking leans back and yet again dozes off... a big beast like him requires a lot of sleep, and Magnus hates it.
Sometimes it's too much and despite himself, Magnus starts whining, struggling and failing to reach around his full belly and touch his node... Predaking just shushes him, kisses his flushed face, the feeling of sharp teeth brushing against Magnus' finials making his valve convulse. Predaking's arm reaches around the underside of Magnus' belly, cold claws rubbing his clit until the commander is squirting himself silly all over the throne...
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