Dreadwing is happy to let the mech indulge, and reciprocates. Reaching around, he trails the tips of his claws tantalizingly lightly down Ghostspire's back plating, exploring. He's always thought it odd that he could never quite tell what the bounty hunter transforms into, and playing with the seams and gaps of metal at his back still doesn't give much clue. Not that that is at the front of the Seeker's mind at the moment.
"We will get to that," he assures, stealing another kiss. "just be mindful of my scars, hm?"
Pressing his helm back with a soft purr, golden optics squinting up in amusing.
"It would please me if I got more than a kiss," He purred, helm dipping down a little more to give the mech a gentle, but firm kiss. "I don't mind biting, and I would enjoy it if you got rough." Leaning a little closer to run his claws down Dreadwings wings. He just wanted to touch a little, sensitive or not. It had been awhile since he had been able to touch another's wings.
He was indulging slightly.
For a moment, he looks at those biolights, marveling at their momentary beauty, before they are gone in a blink.
But still, there is a mech left behind, someone so lovely, in his lap. Or, almost, anyway. Dreadwing shakes his helm a bit, and gently bunts against Ghostspire affectionately.
"I want a kiss," he murmurs gently, big jet engine purring, "If that please you?"
He settles quiet happily into Dreadwing's grip, actually shifting to settle on the mechs lap. Cool frame and plating filled with little holes and pockmarks, stary biolights flashing for the briefest moment.
"I do consent Dreadwing. I'm perfectly fine with vanilla, just happy to be spiked or do the spiking. Though at the moment Id prefer to be spiked." Sharp claws slowly trail down the thicker seekers arms as he purred.
"Is there anything in particular you'd like?"
There's a long, long pause. Then, Dreadwing turns to regard the Wrecker.
Thirty-three feet and more than fifteen tons of Seeker suddenly, slowly, advance on Wheeljack.
"I mince my words for no one. Least of all the likes of you."
Hmph. He is horny and annoyed by this.
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...?"
“I really would like to suck your spike— oh, hell, why did I say that out loud. Oh my goodness. Dreadwing, I’m sorry!”
Blurt out the first sexual fantasy or desire your muse has towards mine, no matter what it is. No consequences! SEIZE THE MOMENT! (Anons welcome!)
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."
[ @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.