Hey, I just met you. And this is crazy but here's my comm. line so comm. me maybe~~ *Bluestreak might have had a cube or two with Smokescreen not too long ago. So don't be too surprised that the Praxian is a little flirtier than usual*
-Nope, Sideswipe doesnāt mind at all!- You sure you want me to take this~? Who knows what all Iād comm. you about, babe~Ā -His words came out with a little purr and a little amused grin tugs at his lips.- Say, what drink number you on now?
-He softly moves his lips against Bluestreakās, enjoying the moment far too much. Thereās no doubt in his mind of the rumors circulating amongst the crew mates and then some about his berth habits. He is well aware of the reputation heās made for himself in the past about being a very wild, rough, insatiable lover in the berth. Of course he loves doing it like that, but thereās also a part of him solely reserved for some in particular. Well,Ā twoĀ in particular.Ā
One which heās got right here with him.
He likes being able to show Blue this other side of him. The softer side which is full of tender kisses and passionate touches. He likes being the recipient of the grey gunnerās passion and desire. Frame flush against Blueās, his engine purrs loudly in contentment from the fond petting to the back of his helm.
When the kiss is slowly broken, his blue optics dimly online and he looks down at the cute mech he has laying in his berth. A smile forms automatically at those words and he feels his spark doing happy little flips and flares.
He nuzzles into Blueās neck and his hands slide up the Praxianās sides, fingers lightly dipping into open seams.- Good~ āCause I know Iām fragginā addicted to you too and thereās no cure Iām afraid.
*The young Praxian can't help but laugh as Sideswipe not only nuzzles into his neck but allows his fingers to slip into open seams in the gunner's plating. The feeling causes a tickling sensation to travel up through his frame and he can't help but to arch up into his lover's hands. And at the frontliner's response to his words, his optics brighten as his smile broadens. Even if Bluestreak is known for his happy disposition, the smiles he gives to Sideswipe in these more tender moments are unlike the smiles that usually form on his faceplates. Not that Bluestreak isn't happy with other aspects of his life. It's just...Sideswipe makes him feel an incredible amount of joy he wasn't aware his spark could feel.
Warm blue optics trail over the larger mech's faceplates in silence. A silence that for once brings peace to the gunner's processor. Underneath Sideswipe like this, being touched and loved upon, Blue doesn't feel the need to fill the air with every single thought. Instead he just finds himself cherishing this moment for what it is.
As his optics watch Sides, he can't help but think of how handsome he is. No, that's not the right word he thinks. Lovely would be more fitting. Strong, dedicated, loving, home
Everything about Sideswipe, from how he looks to what he has been and what he has become to Bluestreak is lovely.*
Love you, Sideswipe.











