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[ @suckmybearings ] O V E R L O A D

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Dreadwing enjoys receiving oral more than giving it, but it isn't like he doesn't like it at all. It's one of the things he's actually very good at.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He is a very tacit mech in berth, so if you can make him loud, power to you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

In terms of what he knows, Dreadwing is very experienced. Tactile, fingering, mouth, general penetrative interfacing in common positions -- he's been doing that for ages and has worked hard to be good at it (like everything he tries to do). But kink and heading farther south than french vanilla territory and his knowledge quickly becomes very limited.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

With the right partner, yes, Dreadwing is willing to experiment, but he prefers his risks to be limited. Risks belong on the battlefield, not in bed.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He risks being boring if he says a BERTH, but he also does like washrack sex if he can get it. Couches are also fine. Dreadwing has also been known to fuck a partner on a countertop or against a wall when the mood strikes them both.

O -- answered

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

This is where he really shines. Dreadwing does not like to skimp on aftercare, as he is, when it comes down to it, a very affectionate person. Expect cuddles, cleanup, probably tea. He isn't the sort to cause harm, but accidents happen, and he's happy to tend to the results of his claws if he accidentally draws blood. If his partner doesn't want aftercare, though, very well. He isn't overbearing about it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He isn't sure he really has any secrets that could be considered dirty.

"You keep looking at me like that, and I might start thinking you're interested." + Slowly sliding a hand down their arm, interlacing fingers.

It is some sort of festival. Dreadwing isn't sure exactly what it is for, but the particular section of the sky being closed off, and the bright explosions of color from the fireworks, attracts his attention.

He knows he'd be just as happy staying in, but ... in some self-aware way, he also knows that he should not completely sequester himself from society. The Seeker decides he will go down, have a drink or two, and see what there is to see.

Evidently, Dreadwing had been staring. He starts a bit despite himself, heat flushing his faceplates a little in embarrassment. But... he does not pull away. Where does he know her from?

"Ah," he finally manages through a tight throat. "I apologize. I should not have been staring."

In the spirit of Sexual Sunday, feel free to send 💞 + any dirty questions you may have for them on anon, and they HAVE to answer honestly!

// like this post if you're interested in doing a short and likely droppable nsfw thread with dreadwing for sinday!

MORE SPIKES AND VALVES HELL YEAH

The knots continue on. I assume the knot inflates through energon being pumped straight into it through the fuel lines. I'll maybe draw it in its regular form at some point. Whenever that will be I blame bad dragon for the knot idea, but also thanking them for pushing my spike and valve designs. Alien genitals gotta look weird

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."

Anyone up for a shag, no strings attached?

Tell my muse in vivid detail how you would fuck them.

Make it as dirty as possible, really make them blush! 

[M!A]Was it a virus? A corrupted data packet triggering a glitch? A public software update / upgrade that'd been maliciously coded with petro-rabbit protocols? You've already heard about it across the datanet that something is spreading through the community; something that is causing your colleagues, your brethren, and even your enemies to become… vigorously amorous. You think that you got your firewalls up in time, but… what is this warmth building in your seams? [Heat Cycle M!A] [You must seek out a minimum three (3) partners to alleviate your symptoms to a manageable level.] M!A: Muse has started a week-long heat cycle! If already afflicted with a heat cycle, muse will ALSO orgasm every time someone says their name during the heat cycle.

A warning pops up on his HUD, telling of a viral strain he's not been given coding for.

Oh well. That isn't unusual. Every time he enters a new universe, he inevitably ends up in the hospital because he catches every single horrid flu they ever had. It's just ...

This isn't a new universe. Dreadwing has been coming and going for a while.

Meh.

It's probably just a cold.

// do not perceive me and my sins