Aerial Interfacing

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.

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"...Based on political leanings, pass on the Prime. Based on looks? ... 50/50."

"And you? You are cute, but I do not know you."

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He sighs softly.

"There are ... a few. Rung. Arcee. Airazor. Ghostspire."

A soft sound.

"How that would happen is for us to decide."

He’s out of options. Everything is too hot and too much, and he knows how to make it all stop.

::Idk who this is but free sex. I’m offering. Just. I’m gonna explode. Interface. Now.::

And lo, it has happened. The weirdest comm. call Dreadwing has ever gotten.

It takes him several seconds to even come up with a response, given he's not doing especially well either.

:: ... Excuse me? ::

dubious consent

Definitely not | No | Not Really | Its Okay | Kinda |Yes | Fuck yes |There goes my pants | HOLY SHIT GIVE IT TO ME NOW Bonus: Giving | Receiving | Both

"No. My partners have to know they want it, and so do I."

He locks his ship down and hides in 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...?"