#naughtywave || heatwave

[coetusmachina]

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"Heatwave... Primus..!"

Chase groaned as he laid back on the berth, vents coming heavily as he braced his pedes against it and tightened his grip on Heatwave's hips as he bucked up into him lightly. The idea had been to give as much of the control to Heatwave as possible, but, Primus, it was getting harder and harder for the policebot to think clearly with how good the other felt wrapped around his spike.

[coetusmachina]

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎( ✧ ― @naughtywave || no intro required ― ✧ ) ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎‎🔥[Heatwave and Steamtrack]‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

"Frag.."

She panted softly as she looked down at Heatwave laid out on the berth beneath her, vents coming heavily as she pushed into him. Since the twins, they had decided that she'd give her valve a break for a bit. And, honestly, there were no complaints from her. Looking down at him, she couldn't help but grin and lean over to start peppering his jaw and neck with kisses as she started to start a steady pace, one servo holding his hip while the other held onto his thigh at her waist.

"Primus, almost forgot how pretty you looked taking my spike, Heats.~"

[gladiatorsteamroom]

( ✧ ― @naughtywave || xxx ― ✧ )

XXX Heatwave/Chase

Chase writes erotica as a private hobby. Heatwave discovers it, and reading Chase's works reveals the unplumbed depths of Chase's sexual imagination. The idea that Chase even thought of some of this stuff is incredibly shocking and exciting to Heatwave - who now has to get up the nerve to approach Chase and ask if they can re-enact a certain scene from Chase's work.

Chase... wasn't entirely sure how he had started on the path of this type of writing when he had been so much more tame before. However, if he were to be completely honest, he couldn't say that he regretted anything he wrote — in fact, it was one of the best ways that he had found that really let his thoughts out in a way that didn't embarrass himself or leave him pent up and feeling like he couldn't tell anyone.

Especially with some of the scenes he wrote... he was relatively certain that no one would be interested in those with him

[gladiatorsteamroom]

( ✧ ― @naughtywave || xxx ― ✧ )

XXX Heatwave/Steamtrack

Steamtrack rides Heatwave hard, skin slapping, thighs straining, and all Heatwave can do is hang on for the ride, encouraging Steamtrack to make themselves cum.

Steamtrack vented heavily as she continued to slam herself down on Heatwave's spike, her servos clutching his shoulders as her optics were shut tight. Primus, having him inside her again like this after the twins felt like heaven, and she was beyond thankful that they were away and taken care of for a time while the two of them got... reacquainted.

Plating clanking against one another, paint transferring red and blue on their thighs and the way that each time she pushed down on him felt like sending sparks of pleasure up her frame.

"Oh frag —— Heatwave..!"

[gladiatorsteamroom]

( ✧ ― @naughtywave || wall-fragged ― ✧ )

“Wall Fucked” Heatwave/Chase

Chase had been wondering where Heatwave had gone to, having looked all over the place for the firefighter when he found him stuck in the middle of the wall of one of the old tunnels. His optics blinked for a moment before he went over to rest his servos on the other's hips.

He couldn't lie.. seeing him like this made him feel... criminal. He shook his helm, trying to clear thoughts that wouldn't leave - not noticing how he pressed up against the other and gently rolled his hips against his as he leaned forward to call through the wall.

"Heatwave - are you alright?"

[gladiatorsteamroom]

( ✧ ― @naughtywave || mind reader ― ✧ )

MIND READER Heatwave for Steamtrack Heatwave for Chase

"Since the bitties were sparked, all I can think about is him pinning me down and absolutely filling me to the brim and then some."

"One thought that has occurred has been having him beneath me, cuffed to the berth as I hold his legs up toward his helm while filling him."

[gladiatorsteamroom]

( ✧ ― @naughtywave || fantasies ― ✧ )

“I’d like to give up control for once… just be spread open on the berth for you. My valve and spike reserved for your pleasure. Take me however you want~ HW - Steam or Chase (verse dependent)

Chase's optics widened a little at the admission, though there was no hiding his interest as warmth spread over his cheekplates and he could feel his array already beginning to react - his valve tightening around nothing with lubricant beginning to form while his spike became half pressurized under his modesty panel.

He cleared his intake, spark pulsing just a little harder as images began to flit through his processor, "I... certainly wouldn't be opposed to that."

[gladiatorsteamroom]

( ✧ ― @naughtywave || call out your name ― ✧ )

“moan~” Chase/Heatwave

Soft huffs of steam puffed from Chase's mouth as he sat on the edge of his berth, one arm behind him to keep him propped up as the other stroked over his spike, thumbing over the prefluid that beaded at the tip as his valve leaking beneath and onto the berth. He wasn't sure why or when exactly the arousal had hit him, but he was at least grateful that he had been in the privacy of his own hab when it did.

"H-Heatwave..." He moaned and closed his optics as he moved his servo a little faster, tightening his grip and twisting slightly as it went up and down. His other servo ended up coming forward and started circling around his anterior node, causing him to fall back against the berth as his back arched.

The firetruck was the only one on his processor - how much he wanted to sink his spike into him and have him ravage his valve.. Primus, this was bad...