Dreadwing is more than welcoming when Rung makes moves to climb into his lap. He opens his arms and gets comfortable, prepared to stay for an extended period of time if the antique needs him to, only setting his big, heavy hands on Rung's back when the other settles down.
He seems upset. The Seeker doesn't like that, but holds his tongue and listens as Rung speaks his piece. The words do nothing to soothe the worried furrow of Dreadwing's brows.
"When, what?" He draws the finely knitted blanket that rests on the back of the couch down around the little orange mech's petite frame.
"Rung, that is absolute nonsense. Do you have any idea how much solace, comfort, peace, and safety you bring to so many of us? All of us vagabonds who come here can find something that we have not encountered in eons -- home. You have made something so precious to so many, in that. A home? Out here? For anyone and everyone?
"Nevermind its master. This place is safe and you make it so. How could you ever say you are not doing a good job?"
Dreadwing whuffles softly through his vents.
"But you give too much, sometimes. No one, no one, deserves anything if it comes at your own cost. If no one else can do what you do, but you do not want to do what you do, then that is your answer. Nothing you could give, absolutely nothing, will ever mitigate your right to your own autonomy and no one has any right to make you feel guilty for that. Not even yourself."
He smiles softly and runs the softer pad of his clawed thumb along Rung's cheek, under his optic.
"Everything is going to be okay, my dear friend. I will do everything in my power to make it so."
Oh, the bitter irony in his insistence. If Rung wasn’t here to be devoured, that specter of the thing that called itself Unicron would not linger so often, telling him so—
He sniffles and unfolds from his squished up position against the arm of the sofa to instead gingerly start nudging his way into Dreadwing’s lap. The flightframe is warm, and his spark is steady, and Rung really does trust him with his life, with Elegy’s life. Dreadwing is dear company.
“I honestly don’t know,” Rung admits after a moment, half-hidden against the bulk of Dreadwing’s chassis. “I came back to the Temple because I had nowhere else I knew how to be. I treasure everyone who comes to visit, who stays, who just passes through. I mean it. I just have this feeling like I’m not… like I’m missing something and I’m not doing a good job and I don’t know why. Reverting back to how things were with the Council would be wrong— as you say, the easy way is not always the right way— but at the same time, I don’t think anyone else can- can do what I do. What is my responsibility in this regard? What are the boundaries of ethics and duty of care when— when—”
Dreadwing instantly closes the space between them, but doesn't crowd the Ornament. Instead, he sits on the other side of the couch, watching him with a worried expression.
"You are needed," he gently asserts. "You are coveted, also, as a friend, a mate, a parent. But you are not only here to be devoured. You are not here for the benefit of others to the detriment of yourself."
The Seeker takes in a vent. "The easy way is not always ... the right way. What do you want? From this place, from us, from me? What can I do?"
{ @sin-cxde }
"Which do you want to be?"
Curled up in the corner of the sofa, Rung peers out at Dreadwing from under the arm over his face. His oculars sit abandoned on the nearby low table.
“I don’t know if I have a preference. I need others, but I also want to be needed. I am usually something to be… consumed, coveted. I let others put what they want on me like a mirror. It’s easier, that way.”
How do you want to frag? Would you prefer to top or bottom? Rough and fast or soft and gentle?
"That depends on my mood. I can do either. In all ways."
Wanted to create some more unique questions for y'all. Feel free to reblog and ask :3
What are the ideal nudes that someone could send you?
Have you ever humped a pillow until you came? Would you?
Hottest food someone can eat?
Genie granted you three NSFW wishes. What are you wishing for?
Something you did in bed and would NEVER do again?
Something you did in bed and would LOVE to do again?
Something you never did in bed and would rather never do?
Something you never did in bed and would love to do?
Look around yourself. You are EXTREMELY horny. What unusual object are you using to get off?
What slasher killer would you love to get railed by and why?
What kink/fantasy of yours are you the most embarrassed about? Why?
What’s the weirdest thing that turned you on? Did you masturbate to it? Would you do it again?
What is your darkest kink?
What body part would you worship on other people to the end of time because NGHHHH?
Are you happy with the type of genital you have? If not, would you want the opposite? Why?
You masterbated yourself to starvation. What’s the top number 1 food you crave RN?
What’s the best term that describes you sexually?
You can do only ONE thing to your partner sex-wise for an entire month. What is your pick?
Would you be able to go full month just pleasing your partner daily, without getting anything back?
What hairstyle you find attractive?
What video of you would you love to take sometimes? Why haven’t you yet?
What’s a toy you’d love to use? Why?
What’s your favourite thing about a quickie?
Have you or would you ever masturbate with toothpaste/tiger balm/numbing balm etc.?
Have you ever kissed someone of the same gender? What’s the best part on it?
What’s the most flattering thing someone’s said about your naked body?
What’s a part of clothing you would love to see your crush/partner in?
What does your ideal one night stand look like?
Do you have a favourite CNC scenario? Which is it?
Favourite position to give oral? And to receive?
What’s your fantasy celebrity threesome?
What is your most unusual turn on?
Do you have some songs you wanna get railed to?
What’s your opinion on anal?
Do you like to have rough sex? What you love the most?
Do you like to have sensual sex? What you love the most?
What’s your opinion on sexting?
Do you like getting teased in public? Why or why not?
What’s your biggest sexual pet peeve?
What are you favourite pet names to be called during sex?
What’s the best orgasm you had in past months?
Do you like going commando?
What language is the sexiest?
Is FreeUse hot? Why?
What would you love to roleplay as in bed?
What scent you find arousing?
Favourite way of being degraded?
Favourite way of being praised?
Favourite thing to do when dominating?
Favourite thing to do when being dominated?
Have you ever tried something only for it to become a hard limit of yours? How so?
Would you be willing to try something off limits? If yes, what would the circumstances have to be?
Do you like to be intoxicated during sex? How? Why?
Would you like to expose yourself/get exposed? If yes, are there some limits?
Best romantic evening setting, go!
Best sexual evening setting, go!
Would you watch porn with your partner? What would be your pick?
Would you ever participate in a goon day/weekend?
Would you ever participate in Locktober?
Would you ever participate in NoNutNovember?
Do you like tattoos or piercings on your partner? What would be the best places for them to have them?
What is a sex-challenge you would create? Would you do it with your partner or solo?
What is something you always wanted to ask your partner but didn’t had the courage to?
What is something you would love your partner to forget about you?
Is there a kink/fetish you would like your partner to have? Why?
Is there a kink/fetish you would like your partner NOT to have? Why?
Considering you ABSOLUTELY WOULD HAVE to do the next thing your partner will ask you to. What do YOU wish that would be?
Do you trust your partner enough to be their no-limit sex slave for 24 hours? Why not? What would be the limits?
Would you let your partner pimp you out?
Ropes or Cuffs?
Furries or Robots?
Fully naked or Fully clothed?
Take Erotic photos of someone or Let someone take erotic photos of you?
What’s a better gag? Panties or Socks?
Creampie or Throatpie?
Cuck someone or Get cucked?
Blunt pain or Sharp pain?
Obedient sub or Bratty sub?
Forever watch porn or Forever read porn
Proffesional or Amateur porn?
Feet or Hands?
Lights on or lights off?
Have a harem of men or Have a harem of women?
Truth or dare or FapRoulette?
Multiple orgasms vs Orgasm denial?
Nylons or Fishnets?
Pet or Slave?
Worship ass or Worship feet?
Mommy/Daddy or Master/Mistress?
Bites vs Slaps?
Bruises vs Cuts?
Latex or Leather?
Do you like your clit touched? How is it best?
Favourite way to jerk off?
Best thing about having a vagina?
What’s the nicest compliment you ever got about your vagina? What you think should be complimented on it?
Favorite blowjob technique?
Favorite way to jerk off?
Best thing about having a penis?
What’s the nicest compliment you ever got about your penis? What you think should be complimented on it?
Are you satisfied with your sex life? If not, what would you change? If yes, is there something you would still like to improve to make it even better?
Are you satisfied with yourself in bed? What you think you lack? What you think you excel at?
Did you found out something new about yourself?
Considering you and your sex life, is there something you are so PROUD OF you would brag about it on reddit? (Or tumblr lol, Stole this from reddit)
Considering you are going to have sex today, what are some things you would love to experience?
"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."
Smash or Pass Optimus big mech? Smash or Pass Me~ for that matter
"...Based on political leanings, pass on the Prime. Based on looks? ... 50/50."
"And you? You are cute, but I do not know you."
"Dreadwing? Hello? I brought the Rumikub set! Oh, and some tea that Ratchet recommended. We still on for today?"
At first, there is no answer. The Sky Claw II looms ominously, all dark plating, sharp curves and knifelike spires. Primus only knew where Dreadwing had gotten his beloved starship -- he's usually rather moot on the subject.
But then, among the distant din of the nearby busy spaceport, one particular engine sound gets louder and closer.
Dreadwing banks overhead, spiraling down to bleed off speed before transforming and landing to the aft of his ship.
"Sky Claw, cargo bay ramp, please."
"Of course."
"Thank you." And finally, the Seeker actually notices the scout. Wait. What day is it? Ah, slag.
"I dislike admitting forgetting appointments, but here we are." Silver claws gesture to the now lowered ramp up into the lower parts of the vessel. "I hope I did not keep you waiting long."
Ugh, Primus.
"In this moment? If I am compelled to share, then... I wish for someone else to do the work. Most importantly, I want someone to want to do the work. Oral, a ride, ... there. Does that please you?"
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.