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?"
hunting / ambushing
Definitely not | No | Not Really | Its Okay | Kinda | Yes | Fuck yes |There goes my pants | Bonus: Giving | Receiving | Both
Now this? Consentually, this he can get behind. Whether he is the predator or the prey, he can, and will, play this game if his partner wants it.
@gladiatorsteamroom
Steamtrack wasn't much of a fan of the festival herself, but had been curious enough to come and see what it was about. Sure, there had been a few things that she enjoyed, but the crowds weren't one of them, and she hadn't expected to catch someone staring at her. She wasn't exactly sure what had given her the confidence to walk up to the seeker as she did, but she wasn't complaining either - especially with the way she had noticed him staring. He wasn't too bad of a looker himself... and he seemed familiar... Surely they had met before, right? He definitely had a build she wouldn't have forgotten easily - hadn't she run into him before? "Hey, it's alright! If it helps, I didn't mind you staring - I liked it, actually." She slipped her servo into his after trailing it down his arm, "But I am curious now if you are interested." There was a small pause before she added, "I'm Steamtrack, by the way."
Nothing about the festival is really holding his attention. Tentatively, his own claws curl around her hand, massive paw enveloping hers effortlessly. Is Dreadwing interested? Of course he is. He is neither too old for a shake nor is he dead. He just has to remind himself to be a little wary about sudden one-night stands.
Still. He has needs and it has been a while.
"Yes," he replies after a beat. "I think I would be interested. My name is Dreadwing. It is a pleasure to meet you."
I can’t let motherfuckers know I got desires or they’ll think I suck
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?"
Hey guys! I thought I’d so something fun this weekend, so I did my best to sexualize the alphabet and turn it into a headcanon game!
So here’s how it works. You send me a character (or a few), and the corresponding letters that you want me to answer for them!
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex) B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person) D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual) G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon) K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) L = Location (Favourite places to do the do) M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
I’ll have this running all weekend, so feel free to drop by!
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."
Oh, but why fight it? You seem to be suffering...
Hard, heavy panting.
"I am fine."
“Are you lonely, Dreadwing?”
"Lonely?"
The Seeker turns to look at the little antique, his friend. In truth, Dreadwing is always lonely, but not in a way that Rung can help, so there is little point in making him feel fussy about it.
"I find great solace here in your Temple," is what he settles for saying, and it is true. "Why do you ask, my friend?"