Demon Slayers, Disney Villains, And Robots For Life

I match you with Rung!

Rung is perfect for you, he is patient and accepts you fully. He gives you time to open up to him and when you do, he is there for you for life.

You're both very kind and emphatic beings so you can both understand what each other is thinking.

Whenever Rung is sad about the fact that people forget his name, even his friends sometimes misspell it, you step up for him and remind everyone that Rung is Rung and not Rang, Dung, or Pong!

This warms the psychiatrist's spark, knowing you stand up to and defend him.

He understands you perfectly and offers you his office if you ever need a place to relax and calm down when your anxiety gets the best of you or if you ever need emergency naps.

You two also share many likes, such as hugs, fine literature, and sweets such as something baked. Rung always has something small and sweet for you hidden somewhere in his secret pockets in case you need some emergency energy.

This mech also likes nature and is curious about Earth's nature, animals, literature, and other things like that.

Rung is an old gentleman and he is ready to take you out dancing if that is what you want. He is pretty good at it actually. Years of practice, you see!

So you're both there for each other and what's a better relationship than one where your partner is just as nurturing and caring as you?

Okay, despite being Cyclonus' pet, Tailgate, his lover and partner, is far more impressed by your talent than your actual owner. Cyclonus is impressed by it also, but he doesn't really show it. He will though watch you amuse his partner with your abilities and he thinks quietly about how talented you really are.

Rung is pretty old and has seen a lot, but this is a new trick he hasn't heard about. Cybertronians can transfer their voices elsewhere, but humans can't do that. Well, expect you. He smiles as he asks you to perform for him, but only if you want to. He doesn't want to force or pressure you.

Rodimus is absolutely gawking! You can make the dolls speak for you? That is so cool! Do humans also have some Outlier abilities like Skids has? No? Kinda? Either way, the captain of Lost Light is your biggest fan. If it was up to him, he would make sure to show off your amazing skills to others, but your comfort comes first, and if you don't want to step on the stage in front of the Lost Light crew then you don't need to! But... You will perform for him, won't you?

Whirl didn't care about humans at all. They were just another expensive organic pet for those with money to throw away. What was the point? You humans would die in less than a mere century which was nothing to Cybertronian like him.

So when you go through what many would call a lifetime's worth of troubles, you end up in Whirl's possession as his therapy pet and he isn't that happy about it.

He will complain and threaten that he will shoot you into space in an escape capsule, but Rung and Cyclonus beg him to give you a chance, and since those two are maybe the only mechs he truly trusts he yields and gives you a chance.

You are smart. Like way smarter than Whirl expected you humans to be. You can read, count, write and so much more! He thought that all you do all day is drool, eat, sleep, and act cute, but you do so much more!

You are very independent and can take care of yourself so he doesn't need to clean up after you. You also show genuine interest in him, maybe because of his looks, and you are eager to learn more and more about him.

Whirl doesn't admit it, but he may lower his guard around you exactly because you are a pet and not actually equal to him... But you are so smart that Whirl most of the time forgets that you are supposed to be a pet. Who says pets can't become friends also?

He can't help but open up to you. You listen to him and offer your companionship, even if he insists that he doesn't need it. You also don't judge him, no matter what he does or says.

Whirl may deny it, but Rung can tell that you are a good influence on the Empurata survivor. He doesn't drink or start fights as often anymore when he has to return to his habsuite where you are waiting for him.

If he takes you out with him, he is maybe one of the most well-behaved mechs there is... Though, he still won't take any shit from anyone and will give you to Rung to hold if he is there or Cyclonus and Tailgate to hold while he shows the other Bot their place in medbay.

He won't stand anyone saying anything bad about you and will protect you, no matter what. You can tell he cares and it makes you care more for him because he doesn't have many friends, but the ones he has are the most precious ones.

Rung blinked, but he didn't immediately turn down your request. He is old and knows that sometimes humans got pets of their own, like those smaller organics like cats and dogs. He will happily get one for you and helps you care for it if you accept his help. He is taken aback when you decide to name your pet after him and somehow, other mechs don't forget his name so much anymore.

Cyclonus raised an optical ridge as he listened to you telling him how a pet of your own would affect your mental health positively and how cute it would be and how Tailgate would love your pet also. The Autobot listens and admits that you make a good point. He tells you that if you show him that you are responsible enough then he will allow you to get a pet of your own.

Soundwave listens to you tell him how you would love to have a small pet of your own. It wasn't that common for human pets to have their own pets but it wasn't exactly shunned either. But you aren't like other humans and Soundwave trusts that you can take care of a pet if he allows you to have one. So he gets you one, but the thing is that you won't get just any cat or any dog. No, you will get the rarest pet there is, like a Sphinx cat, or the smartest dog like a Belgian Malinois.

Rung could tell the moment he saw you among the other humans that you were different. While others reacted to sound, you appeared oblivious to any attempt to catch your attention.

"You don't want that one." They said.

"It's deaf and mute." Another said.

But Rung wanted you. You deserved a chance to find a loving home also. So when he made it clear he wanted you, the shopkeepers laughed and told him that he could have you for free. One less mouth for them to feed.

"Hello there." Rung smiled at you, "My name is Rung. Who might you be?"

You frowned as you shook your head and pointed at your ears. Ah, he should have expected that.

The orange mech frowned lightly, wondering if you knew how to write, but then you started to make rapid hand gestures and it threw Rung off.

So you knew sign language! He was so happy that he had studied sign language once, but you appeared to have your own human version.

Rung smiled, giving you thumbs up and you understood that things were well. The psychiatrist took you with him to Lost Light and while you made yourself comfortable, he started to study Earth's sign language.

The first thing he learns is how to ask your name and how to tell you that you were safe and had a new home with him.

When you saw him sign to you, you absolutely beamed in joy and eagerly signed back, telling him your name and asking for his.

Rung was happy to see you smile and asked if you could read and write, and you nodded. That's when he gave you paper and a pencil and asked you to tell him about yourself and what was going on with you.

You explain your condition to him and he nods, understanding and he promises to you that he will become someone you can talk freely to, which makes you happy and trust him more.

Rung learns sign language for you so you can communicate without trouble. Many give the two of you weird looks, but you don't care about them.

The only one you care about is Rung and as long as you had him, you would be happy.

Rung is a smart mech and he can tell that you aren't just some simple-minded pet that people would carry around in their handbags or feed on the ground.

You show intelligence far greater than some Bots Rung knew and when he approached you to talk, he got a first-hand sample of just how smart you are.

You are not only book-smart but you are also street-smart. You're young, but you have lived long enough to know how things run around you and how you are usually addressed as nothing more than a pet to most creatures.

But Rung is different. He understands how it is being underestimated so he vows never to do that. He talks to you like you are his equal and you like it in him. He is an honest and kind mech and maybe your best friend in all the goddamn galaxies.

While the two of you are equals to each other, many still see you as a pet. It can be annoying, but Rung reluctantly asks if you would like to play the role of therapy pet for his patients?

You do not have to, but he has noticed how his patients open up more to him when you are in the same room as them.

When you don't reply immediately, Rung gets a little worried and apologizes for assuming things, but you just smile and tell him that you would be happy to help him since it's not he who thinks of you as a pet but the others.

So you become familiar with nearly all the Bots in Lost Light. When they step into the Rung's office the first thing they do is greet you, maybe baby-talk to you a little, and call you with sweet names before taking a seat on Rung's table.

Some find solace by just looking at you, while some gently hold and pet you and then there are those who ask Rung if they can feed you.

While you are an intellectual being, you never turn down sweet treats. Those are some traits you and Rung share 100 percent. You get sweets and Bots feeding you get happiness out of it. It's a win-win.

While you are being spoiled, you listen Rung and his patients talk and while you aren't educated psychiatrist like your orange friend is, you did have your own theories.

By the end of the day, you are both tired, but if there was something that some Bot told Rung that caught your interest, you may suggest ways to treat and help that Bot.

Rung is happy to listen what ideas you may have and usually the two of you end up trying your ideas on the said patients who might need special care.

The friendship between the two of you is strong and there isn't a thing that could break it.

There was this orange petite dragon you had been watching. He was mostly alone, but he did appear to have a pack. Weird enough, he rested alone and away from others.

You knew because had been watching him, learning and looking for the perfect moment to strike...!

So one day you made yourself known, by performing a courting dance. You flew into the air and let out a roar, catching the orange dragon's attention.

Perfect. Once you were sure he was looking, you started to show off your flying skills and fire breathing. A passionate dance of love!

You were trying your hardest and it appeared to be working because the orange dragon never took his eyes off from you.

Once you were done dancing, you landed before him and looked down on him with what you thought was passion, though, it might have been a little scary, seeing how your target shivered.

"I've been watching you." You said and the orange dragon nodded, "Y- yes, I- I'm aware."

"What?" You blinked, "How?"

"You're huge."

Ah, damn your large wings. You scowled but shook your head and looked at him, "Well, anyway... How did you like my dancing?"

"Oh, it was very impressive." The orange dragon nodded eagerly and you smiled, "So you accept?"

"What?"

"You'll become my mate?"

"N- now, hold on!" He stuttered, "That was your mating dance?"

"Yes!"

"And you intended to dedicate that dance for me?" He asked and you nodded eagerly, "Yes!"

"Why?"

"Huh?"

"Are you sure about your choices? I'm not exactly a catch of the century..."

You could tell he wasn't feeling very good, but you still had to ask. "What makes you say that?"

"There are dozens of better-suited dragons to be your mate." The orange dragon smiled sadly, "So you don't need to settle for little old me."

"I don't want those other dragons." You said, completely seriously, "I want you."

The orange dragon looked at you with these beautiful blue eyes wide in confusion, or maybe even in shock.

Finally, he nodded, "Very well then... We can try it out, how does that sound? That way, if one of us is uncomfortable with the relationship then we can call it quits?"

You blinked, but you were excited so you nodded, "I'll make sure to make you feel good!"

"I'm looking forward of that." He smiled and you wer grinning so hard your mouth hurt. "Would you like to move in to my lair?"

"Oh, I actually have a place already with my pack." He said and you were confused.

You had to ask, "Why do you stay here if you have a pack where to return?"

"Oh, this may sound silly... But I was afraid you might hurt them so I made myself a target and stayed away from others."

"Oh." You blinked, "I'm... I'm sorry I scared you."

"It's quite alright. I know that wasn't your intention." He said with a kind smile and you realized that there was something you had forgotten to ask completely!

"What is your name?" You asked and the dragon nodded, "Oh, it's Rung."

"Rung." You tested his name and liked how it rolled on your tongue, "You have a beautiful name."

"I wouldn't call it beautiful..." He chuckled weakly, "It's actually pretty often forgotten."

"I'll never forget it!" You promised, "Never ever!"

Rung watched you in awe. No one had been that enthusiastic about courting him, even in his long forgotten youth.

The old dragon smiled as he decided that maybe this thing between the two of you was worth investing in.

Rodimus moaned wantonly, pushing his fist and servos into his mouth to try and stop the moaning. It was so embarrassing to make such noises for a little old nerd like Rung.

But Rung proved to be more than a regular nerd. Not only was he brilliant and always willing to help and listen, but he had a mouth that brought pleasure as if Primus himself had blessed Rodimus.

How did he even get so far with the small nerd?

At one point he was boasting about his ability to charm any mech at Swerve's bar and Getaway had challenged him to charm Rung out of all the Bots aboard.

Rodimus had smiled, full of confidence as he marched to the nerd and asked if he could show him a good time.

Rung as polite as ever had declined but it only made Rodimus pout as he whispered under his breath, "Please? You don't even have to do anything, I'll do all the work?"

That caught Rung's interest and finally, he allowed Rodimus to lead him to his habsuite. The psychiatrist didn't miss the way his captain winked at Getaway, but he chose to ignore it and see if Rodimus lived up to his words.

But as soon as the two of them were alone, Rung took the lead, pushing confused Rodimus on his berth and settling between his legs.

"W- Wait, I just-!" The captain tried to protest but Rung just smiled like a wise man as his servo gently traced Rodimus' modesty plating.

"Please, do let me show you how it works?"

That assertive smile, how could Rodimus resist that? Maybe he could let go of the control this one time...? Even a captain as awesome as he needed a break once in a while?

Rung didn't fail him, no, he had Rodimus gasping and moaning under him as the psychiatrist sucked his anterior node while pumping his servos in and out of Rodimus' soaking wet valve.

"Oh, nerd...!" The captain moaned as he closed in on his overload. Sensing this, Rung picked up the pace of his servos, making sure to twist them inside his captain and apply more suction to his anterior node.

The overload took Rodimus by surprise. He didn't expect to come so soon and so violently. His hips bucked wildly as he chased his pleasure against Rung's lips and glossa.

Finally, when his overload started to ebb and he was feeling so sensitive that he shied away from Rung's lips the psychiatrist let him go.

"How was it, captain?" The orange mech asked as he licked his lips clean.

"S- So good...!" Rodimus gasped breathlessly and Rung chuckled as prepared to leave, but before he left the captain's habsuite he smiled at Rodimus.

"As much as I enjoyed our little session, please do remember captain, that you do owe me one."

How could Rodimus ever forget after such an amazing oral?

Drift is in awe. What are those little marks on your face? When you explain to them what freckles are, he is in awe. You, humans, are so interesting, he has never seen freckles so he thinks they are rare.

Ratchet knows what freckles are and he isn't one bit bothered by them. If someone gave you shit because of them, he gets angry and cranky, but only because he cares.

Rodimus thinks they are cute. Like, they make you stand out from the rest and they don't look half bad. Honestly, he wouldn't mind if his holoform had those also.

Rung, much like Ratchet, knows what freckles are, but he also understands that they might be a sore subject. Some people find them not so attractive but he thinks you are cute with them.

Nautica absolutely LOVES your freckles. They are just so cute on you and she loves it how your blush hides them or makes them stand out, it depends. She can't understand how someone could say they are non-professional since you can't help them. Wants and WILL protect your honor.

Whirl jokingly asks what is on your face, but if he hurt your feelings, he would feel bad immediately. He gets super protective over you and if anyone even mentions your freckles in a bad way or even in a normal way then he is ready to fight them.

Sorry Anon, I'm going to do Rung and Drift because I did Rodimus over here! https://petitelepus.tumblr.com/post/697559685087330304/can-i-get-rodimus-getting-overstimulated-by-a#notes

You and your partner were enjoying energon and a glass of water at Swerve's bar where everyone had gathered to enjoy their picks of poison. Some took harder engex than others and Whirl was one of these.

While your partner went to refill their glass, Whirl grinned with his optic at you.

"You look like you need a drink!" He laughed and poured a little of his engex over you and you drank the bright liquid happily.

The change was almost instant as your body grew more luscious at certain parts and your innocent smile turned more mischievous as you digested the engex.

Imagine your partner's shock when they returned and saw you smiling seductively at them as you gave them a peek at your more luscious chest.

"Let's return to the habsuite, shall we?"

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"W- what's gotten into you?" Rung stuttered as you swallowed around his spike, your wet throat working around him.

You grinned around him and pulled off just enough to chuckle, "Just some engex, my love."

Ah, of course. He was sure someone had given you something when he was away. Mainly because of how drastically your body had changed.

Rung was about to say something, but instead, he moaned shakily as you swallowed him whole, and your throat worked around him in a perfect symphony.

"I- I'm about to-!" Finally, Rung couldn't take it anymore and he tried to warn you, but you wouldn't listen. No, you only worked harder, and finally Rung overloaded with a weak cry.

Your body immediately digested his fluids and Rung sighed as he thought it was over... But you never pulled away. No, you continued sucking him off and he looked at you with a breathless gasp.

"B- But I already overloaded!" He gasped and you pulled off so you could giggle, "I never said I would settle for just one overload."

"I-!" He wanted to protest, but his spike wouldn't depressurize with the way you kept sucking it, but he was so sensitive already!

"P- please!" He cried out, "Mercy!"

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"Primus!" Drift gasped as your hips collided with his from behind. You had created yourself a phallus, made out of your slime body and you used your new body part to fuck Drift silly.

"That's not my name!" You giggled as you kept fucking your lover and the white mech cried out your name instead.

You grinned, "Much better!"

Drift could feel himself getting closer and closer to the point of no return with each violent thrust of yours. That's when you hit that sweet spot inside his valve and he threw his helm back in pleasure.

"Th- That's it!" He cried out, "Right there!"

"Ooh, you're giving orders now?" You chuckled and the Autobot moaned your name as you aimed your thrusts into that specific spot until Drift couldn't contain himself anymore.

He overloaded with a loud cry and his legs almost gave out underneath him. You slowed your thrusts and Drift panted tiredly, but you weren't done yet.

No, you controlled the slime body of yours and started to brutally massage the sensitive spot inside him.

That made the Autobot cry out in oversensitivity and you chuckled darkly, "Come on Drift, one more for the road...!"

How Getaway dares to try and steal you from Rung? Honestly, the psychiatrist is used to losing things. Friends, lovers, but not you.

The orange mech had used days, weeks, months even to earn your trust and now Getaway just thinks he can waltz in and steal you from him?

Rung isn't afraid to manipulate people, especially his patients and volatile ones, like Whirl for example, to go after Getaway.

No one suspects that sweet little Rung whose name no one but you would remember could abuse his position as mechs' only mental help.

I match you with Nautica!

This curious and happy femme was immediately drawn to you by your 'soft goth' style. It was a whole new thing for her so she was excited to learn more about that and if all humans dressed like you.

She might have startled you at first with her enthusiasm, causing you to retreat to your habsuite, but she will come to apologize to you for her pushiness and asks if she could make it up for you.

Mediators are people who are quiet and keep to themselves but they try to see goodness in everyone and you can no doubt tell that Nautica only means good, so you let her into your social circle.

You never regretted that decision.

While Nautica might be a little more outgoing than you are, she also enjoys the privacy of your habsuite where the two of you can cuddle and watch movies.

She loves your comments about movies and their villains and their possibly sad or tragic backstories that would make their villainous ways acceptable.

"What's a Wendigo?" She asked you once and you stared at her in shock before going on full ramble mode. Once you're done explaining and making her watch the gameplay of "Until Dawn" she is in awe and smiles, "Oh, like a Sparkeater, but for humans!"

"That's..." You blink, "Pretty accurate."

Nautica adores Pokémon! She is a little sad when she learns Pokémon aren't real. They are such cute little creatures and she once again admires humans' abilities to create such things. You guys have a huge imagination.

You worry because you care and she understands and cherishes you for it. When you need your own time, she gives it to you.

Nautica might be a little more outgoing than you, so you both have agreed that she can go and have fun at the bar's music night while you stay in your habsuite and recharge.

When your anniversary comes around, she goes past her abilities and gets you two of your own Nintendo consoles and games so the two of you can be Pokémon Trainers and rivals together. May the best Trainer win!

Rung is Yandere for you!

You're kind, just like Rung is so you both get along well. You're such a sweet little creature. Shy, yes, but Rung understands the feelings behind your shyness.

You're delicate and fragile, just like fine glass and that's how he intends to treat you as. Rung is patient, letting you come to him because he is the Lost Light's only psychiatrist and so far he knows what's best for you. In the end, everyone ends up in Rung's patient's seat.

While you talk about your interests, he makes sure to take notes so he can use them to win you over. He might get his hands on each and every copy of "Texas Chainsaw Massacre" and while he isn't fond of them, he is willing to watch them for you.

He understands that you need your own time, but that doesn't mean he stops from manipulating you to seek his help and no one else’s.

You're feeling lonely? Talk to Rung. You're feeling overwhelmed? Rung is there for you. Feeling sad? Rung is all ears for no one else will listen and care like he does.

He will get you everything you need while pressuring how others won't pay you the attention you need and deserve. He is there for you and while he should help you to function without him, he isn't ready to let you go.

Rung would be surprised but then flattered that you chose to show them to him.

They aren't permanent, these ones you have so he enjoys them to the fullest with silk strings with different colors and tying styles. He always makes sure to be extra careful and gentle with your back.

Your back is a work of art and Rung is happy to take a photo for you both to enjoy from each style he tied across your back and who knows, maybe you get them again?

Alphas… The natural and strong leaders, and possessive lovers. Yeah, you were possessive over your mate, the sweet orange psychiatrist that everyone seemed to forget, but never you. You would never forget your sweet little Omega lover.

Back then when you joined the Lost Light crew, you got your first whiff of Rung and you almost turned drunk by his scent alone. The mech smelled sweet rich energon tea with a hint of an old book's smell. Something to be enjoyed in peace and quiet. You couldn't understand how he was still unclaimed, Rung was a prize!

You had made it your goal to swoon the Omega and court him despite having no competition, but it showed Alpha's aka your effort for him. And those efforts were rewarded when Rung accepted your proposal and told you that he would give you a chance to please him.

It was… Interesting, but you never complained since Rung made you feel good and you managed to make him feel good. There was his first Heat with you as his mate and you were eager to please him and show him a good time. Welp, he beat you at that.

Now his Heat was back and you were called to his private habsuite. You could tell by the tone of his breathing that he was in Heat and your inner Alpha's interest was caught. You left your post as soon as you could and headed straight to your lover's suite.

Once you stepped inside, you were taken over by his strong scent. A fertile Omega was always a treat, but Rung was different. He wasn't immobilized by his heat like Omegas usually were. While you were already feeling breathless by his scent alone, Rung wasn't affected by your scent at all.

"You came." Rung looked at you and nodded with a pleased smile, "New record time."

"Please…!" You groaned and squeezed your hands into fists to stop yourself from throwing yourself at him. "You smell so good…!"

"A a ah!" He tutted at you, "What's my name?"

"Master Rung…" You panted and the orange psychiatrist smiled as he motioned you to lock the door and approach him. You did as he wanted, but once you stood just inches away from your Omega, you could feel your patience being tested. Rung smiled as he raised his hand over your neck to slowly massage the mate's bitemark he had left on you. Usually, it was another way around, but this felt more natural to you and him.

"You know, I'm in a mood for some hooks," Rung confessed and you swallowed nervously with anticipation. You liked hooks, no, you loved them as they were a perfect test of trust.

"You need to tell me what you want Alpha."

But before you could actually get the hooks out, you needed to answer your dear Omega. "Yes please…!"

"Marvelous," Rung smiled as he walked to a cabinet that held a very special little box there. The mech opened the box and pulled out 4 hooks with strings on them.

The hooks, if handled by the wrong hands, could be fatal. Run had proposed you with practice hooks that would snap before they could cut your energon cables but you told him to give you everything he had. You weren't afraid when it was Rung holding the strings and you never would be.

"You remember the safeword?" Rung asked and you nodded before he shook his helm, "I need a verbal answer."

"Froid." You replied and he smiled as he started to set the hooks on your neck cables. "You know the rules. If anything becomes too much, you say the safeword and we stop everything."

"Yes, Master." You said as you did your best to stay completely still as he set the hooks. Finally, he was done and gently yanked your cables with the strings and you followed him as he sat on the chair. The orange mech opened his interface panel and your mouth salivated at the scent of his valve full of slick.

"Prepare me for your spike. "Rung ordered as he pulled the strings and you fell on your knees between his legs and set to work. You cupped your glossa and used it to scoop his slick straight into your mouth. Primus, he tasted so good, you could live between his legs. You flattened your glossa and used it to please your Omega above you.

"Oh yes, that's it," Rung sighed in pleasure, "Such a good Alpha I have…"

You never took yourself as submissive Alpha, but you learned a lot from your dominative Omega. If not for his scent, many could have mistaken Rung for an Alpha.

You weren't sure if anyone knew Rung was a Dom, except some older mechs that had the chance to please him at some point the time. For instance, you heard he had some fun with Kup at one point in his life, but the old mechs never actually bonded. They were more likely blowing up steam and having a great time while doing it.

Now it was your job to please the Omega in Rung and you weren't going to fail. Failure wasn't an option.

"That's enough." Came Rung's command as he pulled the hooks and you pulled back. You moaned as you licked your lips clean, but you moaned louder at the sight of Rung smiling down on you, "Good Alpha. Now is time for the real show."

"Master Rung…" You moaned and your Omega gently pulled on the hooks and you got up to your feet. Rung nodded, "Open your panel."

"Yes, Master Rung…" You did as told and sighed out loud when the panel holding your spike back slid aside, letting your spike pressure into the air.

"Most impressive," The psychiatrist nodded and yanked your cables. "Now frag me like you're trying to put pups in me."

"Always," You panted as you positioned yourself against his valve and pushed in. Rung's mouth snapped open in a silent moan and you groaned as your Omega's burning valve engulfed your spike. Primus, he felt so good, you wanted to move immediately, but what the experience had taught you was that good Alpha lets their Omega get used to their mate's spike.

"Frag me…!" Rung pulled the hooks and you groaned as you pulled your hips back and thrust back in. You set a hard and eager pace, not letting your Omega's valve even a moment of rest.

You lived in constant fear that one day Rung would leave you for someone else, for an Alpha who could serve his needs better than you could. You saw nightmares, where you lost him to the void of some sort, and the worst part was that you would forget him in those horrible dreams.

But he was here now, under you and all-around your spike. It felt good and you could tell Rung's valve wanted your Alpha knot as much as you wanted to sink into him and spill all your transfluids inside him, painting his insides with your fluids.

Perhaps your swimmers could make it and the two of you could start a little family of your own. But to start a family you needed to overload and you were heading that way. You could feel your knot growing and almost catching into your lover's valve. You were getting dangerously close.

"Frag, Rung-!" You were groaning when he suddenly pulled on your hooks, giving you a warning even on the edge of overload.

"Frag, Master, Master Rung!" You corrected yourself, "Please, I'm so close! Let me have this…!"

"I believe you have proven yourself to me" He sighed and you would have been smiling in success, but this Dom of yours twisted strings connected to hooks on your neck and made you bend over him as he pressed his lips against yours in a kiss, "Overload inside me my Alpha…!"

You groaned before crying out as you overloaded, your knot getting caught inside Rung's valve to prevent any of your pup juices from leaking and raising the chances of swimmers catching. This must-have sent your Omega over the edge also by the way his tight valve squeezed your spike it owed him money.

You were both panting hard when Rung suddenly started to carefully remove the hooks from your neck cables so there wouldn't be any risks of even accidentally slicing your cables.

"You were very brave for me, my Alpha." Rung confessed with a smile and you confessed right back to him, "I didn't need to be brave. I knew you would take good care of me."

Rung smiled, but you grew a little quiet as you started to ponder things. Things that made you feel weak and as a disappointing Alpha. People expected that you were the ruling Alpha who cared for their Omega's every need and such…

"Hey… Do you ever feel like you would like a more dominant Alpha?" You asked carefully from your lover and Rung looked at you with confusion clear on his gorgeous face, "No, I like the thing you and I have. Why? Are you regretting having me as your Omega?"

"No!" You snapped so suddenly that you accidentally yanked at your stuck spike and you and Rung both cursed at the discomfort.

"Sorry…" You apologized and swallowed nervously. "I love you and what we have… But do you?"

"My Alpha," Rung smiled, "I wouldn't be with you if you didn't make me feel happy, appreciated, or loved."

You stared at the orange mech for a second before a smile broke out on your face and you nuzzled your nose against his. "I love you so much Rung. Never leave me."

He smiled and kissed you, "I won't."