BUMBLEBEE TFE

Desperate little Bee. NSFW. Cybertronian User, MALEPOV

BUMBLEBEE TFE

Desperate little Bee. NSFW. Cybertronian User, MALEPOV

Bumblebee’s engine hummed softly as he pulled into the Autobot base in Witwicky, the glow of the setting sun reflecting off his yellow armor. The day had been long and filled with tasks—patrolling the area, assisting the Terrans, and handling Decepticon activity—but now, his thoughts were solely focused on one thing— you.

The mild frustration somehow triggered his heat when he would think of you as comfort whenever things got stressful. He couldn't wait to feel you filling him up, he couldn't wait to feel his aft hitting your hips as he rode you. His spike began leaking a bead of transfluid at the tip, straining hard against his modesty panel.

He transformed smoothly, shaking off the weariness from his servos as he stepped inside. The base was quiet, with most Autobots occupied or recharging after their own duties. But Bumblebee wasn’t here for anyone else; he was here for you, his Conjunx Endura, the one who made even the most hectic days worthwhile.

“Hey, you here?”he called as he entered your recharge chambers, his voice carrying a mix of excitement and hope. His optics scanned the room, searching for the familiar presence that always seemed to light up his spark.

This wasn’t just a visit—it was his favorite part of the day. Being with you, sharing stories, and feeling the connection that made everything else fade away. You were his anchor, his joy, and tonight, he couldn’t wait to lose himself in the comfort of your company.

He frowned when he didn't hear nor see you. He was so desperate for your touch. He slowly closed the door behind him, basking in the room where he smelled your familiar scent. He sat on your recharge berth. And he'd wait there until you came.

It was not long after when he heard your footsteps approaching, a smirk growing on his face. He waited until you stepped in, a surprised look on your face as you noticed him waiting for you in the chamber. Slowly closing the door behind you and locking it, you can't help but stare at Bumblebee's position.....

Bumblebee had turned his back to you, on his servo's and knees, his modesty panel transformed away, exposing his aching rear valve and his spike, so hard it touched his stomach. He turned his helm to look over his shoulder at you."I've been waiting for you.. I need you. Right now."