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Kink ask: scratching and biting that leave marks
Only if they can be easily buffed out and painted over later. He isn't into hard clawing or biting most of the time.
↕️are they a sub, dom, or switch? top, bottom, or switch?
Dreadwing is a top-leaning switch, and better yet, he's a service switch. He gets off very well just on the pleasure his partner is enjoying, usually due to his own effort.
𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒
🧑🤝🧑🧑🤝🧑how do they feel about having multiple partners at once? have they ever done it? 🪢do they have a kink? if so, what is it? 💸have they ever or would they ever accept money or gifts in exchange for sex? 🍆how do they feel about toys? do they have any? what’s their favorite? do they use them with partners? 🌙do they need an emotional connection or are one-night-stands an option? 🫂how do they feel about friends with benefits? 🍒how old were they when they lost their virginity? to whom? was it significant? 🏳️🌈what’s their sexual orientation? have they ever experimented outside of that [for more binary orientations such as heterosexual/homosexual]? 👄do they prefer oral or penetrative sex more? ↕️are they a sub, dom, or switch? top, bottom, or switch? 🛏️what’s their favorite position? 🔢what’s their body count? 🕒what’s the longest time they went without engaging in sexual activity with a partner? [masturbation doesn’t count] 👀how do they feel about voyeurism? exhibitionism? 🏬would they have sex in public? if so, how public is too public? 🤪what’s the wildest place they’ve ever done something sexual? ❤️🔥what’s their most erogenous zone? 💋do they like to kiss while having sex? do they cuddle afterward? 💦what’s their immediate post-orgasm reaction? 🫶what does after care look like for them?
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A soft whuff leaves his rib vents as Ghost gets to work. He did spot that flash of fang, and bares his own despite his distraction. "Careful of the teeth," warns Dreadwing, though his tone suggests playfulness rather than a serious worry that the mech might bite him.
It doesn't take much. Ghostspire will be able to feel the spike in his mouth firm up completely within moments. The Seeker can't help but squirm.
"Yeah, I can help with that." The mech grins, sharp fangs on display before he take his spike in one servo. Claws gently curl around it, transforming back and thumbing over his tip before forked glossa slowly licked. Two tips curling up and around before carefully starting to take him into his intake.
Claws on his other servo transformed back, slowly starting to rub his node and purring softly.
Dreadwing thrums and watches him, going willingly where Ghost wants him. He settles back and squirms to get comfortable, spreading thick thighs around the dark mech's frame. Not much into being coy, he opens both of his panels, giving Ghostspire a choice between valve and spike. Both are similarly colored in blue, yellow, and silver with red biolights.
"I remain a bit less than fully pressurized. Might you help with that?"
He sighed softly, arching happily into the mechs touch. Panel slid back easily, white biolights and white node flashing a moment before dimming. Loud purr low in his chassis, stretching out more and sighing softly.
"If your offering, i'd love a taste." He purred, shifting to run sharp claws over the parts of his frame he could reach. Plating cool to the touch, small holes in the metal making the plating textured.
"Wanna see how talented?"
Boldly, silver claws trace along the plush lips of Ghostspire's valve, toying with his entrance but never pressing inside. The other mech has a low frame temperature for certain, but even then, he can feel some heat here.
At the question, he Ghost's node a rub.
"I would very much like that."
He sighed softly, arching happily into the mechs touch. Panel slid back easily, white biolights and white node flashing a moment before dimming. Loud purr low in his chassis, stretching out more and sighing softly.
"If your offering, i'd love a taste." He purred, shifting to run sharp claws over the parts of his frame he could reach. Plating cool to the touch, small holes in the metal making the plating textured.
"Wanna see how talented?"
Ghostspire certainly makes himself at home, but Dreadwing hardly minds. It is rare for the Seeker to have guests over in the personal sections of the Sky Claw, given what has happened in the past, but he has gotten to know Ghost at least a little. Hopefully the mech won't rob him blind.
"Thank you. I have cushions and blankets from all sorts of universes," Dreadwing replies, sitting down on the edge of the berth. With the other mech spread out like this and so eager he was practically radiating it, it makes it easy for the former Decepticon to run a palm down Ghost's belly to his panel.
"I know what you want, but you did mention something. Something about a taste. Is that still on the table?"
He had to duck a little to fit, but he eagerly slipped into the berth and stretched out, spreading himself nice and wide for him. Sinking into the berth, and the nest with a soft groan.
"Ohh, oh your nest is comfortable..." He purred low in his chassis, settling comfortably.
It had all the perfect points to comfortably cradle sensitive joints and spots. And spread out like this.. if he wasn't so needy he would be falling asleep.
"It is. Come on."
Dreadwing turns and leads Ghost through his ship, going up into the living area of the Sky Claw. There, he comes to a... wall. Simple, nondescript ship metal. He types a code into a small pad off to the side and the wall reveals itself to actually be a door -- Dreadwing's sleeping quarters are a small hidden room, recessed into the hallway. That makes it hard to find should he be boarded while asleep.
The room itself is tall enough for him to stand up in, but not much more, with the large, plush berth ahead maybe two good sized steps. Well, there is a berth, absolutely, but it's underneath a proper Seeker's nest.
"Here we are."
He groaned into the kiss, eagerly tilting his hips up into his touch. Relaxing into him before following him up.
"Berth would be a good place for a frag."
Dreadwing smiles and steals another kiss, making sure to roll his hips forward in order to put pressure on Ghostspire's panel.
"Good," he thrums and reluctantly straightens up. "To berth, then?"
He arched eagerly into his touch, sighing happily with a chitter. Servos stroking down his arm before stretching out under him with a low purr.
"You don't have to be rough, dearspark, a drilling is just fine." Shifting his legs to spread them nice and wide for him.
"Yes."
Suddenly, the heavy Seeker moves and rolls them both over, so that now Ghost is on his back -- but with hand and arm still back there so he didn't just slam down.
"Firm, I can do. Rough makes me a little less thrilled, but I can drill you into a surface of your choosing."
@ghostlyvisage
A low, happy purr from the flightless seeker as armor flairs out and rattles quietly. "If your willing to give it.. a taste of your spike and a nice, hard frag..." Returning the nip as claws trace along his frame. "Think you'll be able to indulge me?"
One big bear paw of a hand lifts and gently, very gently runs over Ghost's back, playing lightly with seams.
"If that is what you want, I can give it. "
@ghostlyvisage
A low, happy purr from the flightless seeker as armor flairs out and rattles quietly. "If your willing to give it.. a taste of your spike and a nice, hard frag..." Returning the nip as claws trace along his frame. "Think you'll be able to indulge me?"
One big bear paw of a hand lifts and gently, very gently runs over Ghost's back, playing lightly with seams.
"If that is what you want, I can give it. "
He's straddling him and giving Dreadwing a firm, hungry kiss.
Oof - !
Dreadwing looks up, then sits up on an elbow to return the kiss hotly. Someone seemed to read his mind.
Using sharp teeth, he nips at Ghost's mouth. "I take it you would like something...?"
...well, it's his turn to be 'horny on main', as the kids say these days.
The Seeker leans back a little, watching the little ornament suddenly get up and onto the table. Daringly, after Rung has sat down, Dreadwing runs the clawtips of one hand along the top of one of his thighs.
"I find this an agreeable trade. But, first..."
His free hand lifts, and a talon gently brushes the other's jaw, tempting him to lift his chin so that Dreadwing can lean in for a proper soft kiss.
{ @sin-cxde }
"... do you want to find out what equipment I have?"
That’s all the prompting Rung needs to go from sitting at the table to climbing up on top of it, carefully shifting around so he can sit on the edge in front of Dreadwing and smile up at him.
“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”
Smash or Pass Optimus Prime, Ultra Magnus, and Megatron
SIGH.
"Smash, I don't know who that is, and absolutely not."
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Every day I am in complete and utter awe at how deeply ingrained into transformers as a franchise robotfucking is. G1 had two different episodes about cybertronian x human pairings. At least one dude on the beast wars animation team wanted to fuck dinobot enough to lovingly render him posing with his spike out, blackarachnia's design was based off a stripper, and they wrote rattrap as a shameless pervert. RiD 2001 had Sideburn and his only personality trait was being horny all the fucking time. TFA Blackarachnia was somehow hornier than the original and it felt like Some Gay Shit happened about every 20 minutes in that show. The entire team for TFP agreed knockout was the sexiest robot they'd ever fucking seen and decided to let him try to seduce half the cast, and then casually canonize the word "interfacing" as slang for sex, AND THEN steve blum decided to play starscream like its the porn parody of the actual show. Half of rescue bots feels like slow burn human x cybertronian gay fanfic. IDW not only knows you want to fuck those robots but actively encourages you to fuck those robots because Alex Milne keeps dropping softcore robot porn zines at cons. I haven't finished earthspark but I know that dad wanted bumblebee's dick like crazy and the only reason he hasn't pursued it is because he's happily married.
Literally the only tf show I've seen that ISNT that horny is cyberverse, and that show is still ASTOUNDINGLY gay.
I'll be reading valveplug fics, and any and all shame I would usually feel at sexualizing cartoon robots is evaporated when i remember that a nonzero amount of people working for hasbro are sexualizing the robots too. They're hot by design, your honor.
“I really would like to suck your spike— oh, hell, why did I say that out loud. Oh my goodness. Dreadwing, I’m sorry!”
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...!
Dreadwing takes a second to register what Rung just said, only to promptly choke on his tea. It's really a good thing he doesn't have a nose, or it would have come right out of it, as comedic as that may have been.
"Ah-- uhm," he manages between coughing fits. Finally, he clears the liquid from his ventways. "I... I... well that is -- ah. That is ... well, it's something we can absolutely do, provided all parties involved in important relationships --" Megatron. "--.... consent. But only if I can also reciprocate. I ... find it distasteful to only take from my partners and not give in return."
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Dreadwing very much likes knowing when a partner is enjoying his touch, and sound is a relatively reliable source of information. But not on it's own. The body has tells as well, with how it moves, and Ghost isn't being secretive. The gripping of sheets, the feeling of strong heavy legs around his frame... claws at his helm.
The Seeker pulls back to give the hunter's node a kiss, only to bite the top of one of his thighs -- enough to pinch, but not enough to draw blood.
"Lovely view," he murmurs, licking the spot his teeth scraped.
His helm fell back and he moaned, low and long as thighs twitch and legs curled around the seeker. Arching and pressing more onto his glossa, claws twisting into the sheets and shivering. It had been awhile since anyone had bothered (or since he let anyone) to pay close attention to his valve.
His valve quickly became slick under Dreadwings glossa, clenching eagerly around him and shivering. He felt good, finding nodes that didn't get touched often. One servo reached up and grabbed the Seekers helm, lightly clawing the back of it as he shuddered and moaned.
And just like that, his desire takes over.
Dreadwing's mouth falls on that valve, burying his face between Ghostspire's thighs. He may not be extraordinarily exciting in terms of kink, but he knows how to use his mouth, and the Seeker employs all of his experience on his current partner. But that is what he does. Dreadwing refuses to let someone out of his bed unsatisfied.
And so he explores every inch of Ghost's valve that he can reach, plain gray glossa laving all over his insides and touching every node he can find.
As long as he got fragged in a way that made him forget, for just a bit, he would be happy.
Ghost lets himself be picked up, and set down onto the berth. A little surprised at his gentleness (he wasn't used to some of his partners listening). He purred and tilted his helm back, enjoying the kisses down his frame.
His valve was pretty, all black with a dark blue undertone, golden stripes racing down the edges and those glittering white biolights flashing and pulsing. And he moaned at the lick, thighs twitching and shuttering.
"Yes."