I am Wing, mate to Drift (driftsetadrift), carrier to Windsong (asongonthewinds) and sire to Fast Track (also driftsetadrift). I have only recently returned to the multiverse from a universe which has no established connection to the multiverse yet. Although my other mates are still there, I know we will be reunited again. I have faith in my family. [Independent IDW Wing RP blog. MTMTE AU. Will RP with anyone and everyone. Accepts M!As that won't affect others without their permission and with timelimits.] Note: Unless stated otherwise, Wing is onboard the Lost Light and staying with his family. If your character is also on the Lost Light, feel free to bug him. Otherwise all communications with him is through comms.
I haven’t really been very good at RP lately here, have I? I’m going through a very stressful time right now. All of my RP blogs are on hiatus until further notice. This includes the following:
//My beautiful mate...// He murmured through their bond while holding the swordsmech close. He moved one servo over Drift's finial slowly and lovingly with a sated purr.
Within the merge, the Knight was able to channel the love from Shade, Dai Atlas and Axe to Drift. Each of them were there. Each of them were faint, but they were there for the racer. Crystal wanted his mate t feel them as well, to increase the value of the moment.
Then the thrusting began again and he could feel the calipers in his valve massage and the nodes fire off in pleasure. Cooling fans kicked in and he moved to kiss his bonded again. Desire, need, lust and arousal flowed through the bond while he felt shivers running through his frame.
::I agree and I can’t wait to meet you.:: Crystal said cheerfully. He genuinely enjoyed helping others but wasn’t adverse to being helped if he needed it. ::Has Ratchet been around in the medibay? I haven’t seen him lately.::
::No, he’s been pretty busy lately. Did you need to see him?:: To be honest, Ratchet was much more experienced with sparklings than First Aid was. But he was still trained for this. However, he wouldn’t blame him for wanting the more experienced medic.
::No, that's okay! I would be very grateful to see you. You seem so energetic and friendly. To be honest there have been times when Ratchet intimidates me. I'd love the chance to see you.:: Crystal said cheerfully.
My character is dead and yours is playing with a ouija board. Send me a "↝" for the short phrase my character would guide your character’s hands to spell.
::Doesn’t the Lost Light have a space bridge?:: Crystal asked curiously. ::I think I remember one of my counterparts’ mates, Perceptor, explaining quantum physics with all of that and that it was possible to go to another universe with the right coordinates.::
::Yes! It does. I can go figure that out and we can meet up, whether we’re in the same universe or not. Because it would be a lot better for your health if you were getting regular visits to check the progress on both your sparkling’s health and your health.::
::I agree and I can't wait to meet you.:: Crystal said cheerfully. He genuinely enjoyed helping others but wasn't adverse to being helped if he needed it. ::Has Ratchet been around in the medibay? I haven't seen him lately.::
The Knight sent memories through the merged sparks, letting Drift see their mates and know that they were safe. Windsong's training and initiation into the Circle came and went along with the recovery of Too Pure for This World. Nightgale was vaguely aware of what was happening but wasn't mature enough to understand it.
Then the sensations of his mate's spike moving inside his valve came and his optics shuttered. He had wanted to feel that sensation with Drift for so long and to feel it now was bliss. His hips bucked to meet with the swordsmech's every thrust, adding into the sensations while his frame heated up further.
"Driiiiiift~" He trilled quietly, his end of the bond fully opened wide and expressing how good it felt to be filled. Crystal didn't mind that his bondmate was impatient. The flyer let his chestplates and spark chamber open, baring himself to his mate again. "My beautiful mate."
Drift was growing tired of the paint and the teasing, too long had he gone without his mate to have the patience for this any longer. Somehow, though fumbling a bit, he managed to recap the paint while still kissing Crystal, then tossing the closed container over his shoulder and behind him. fingrs free of brush, though still somewhat covered in paint, Drift just raked them up his mates sides, nibbling the lipplates of the white and blue knight while his did.
Relaxing his back, panels clicking together then followed by a press and a slight slide across it. It should be clear, the painting was finished. Now it was time for something really special.
The fingers raking up his sides with paint still on them made him arch his back into the sensations. His panel opened after Drift pressed his panel against the Knight's. Crystal's valve cover opened with that movement and he shivered at feeling the temperature change in his valve.
"Frag me... hard..." The flyer managed to husk into his mate's audial. "Please."