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🧱 for Whiskey :) //@sinnedseamech
Send 🧱 to find my muse stuck in a wall.
"Ughhhh...me 'n ma damn temper..." He grumbled, thick digits rubbing at his helm, the telltale signs of a helmache already developing; he really didn't want to have to call his sister again.
This was...not the first time he's let his anger get the better of him; he had actually been pretty proud of himself for his ability to redirect his aggression, the wall taking the full force of his fist—unfortunately, it couldn't withstand the force either, sending him clean through to the other side while the rest of the structure collapsed on top of him, effectively trapping him. He was unable to free himself without assistance, unless he was willing to take down the rest of the building along with him; tail swaying behind him in agitation.
Was the embarrassment of someone else finding him worth it, though?
...Yeah.
Large hands slowly moved through Eerie's curves, slowly grazing over a few curves as a pair of green, old eyes absorbed their form. "Why do you say you're unattractive? I personally think it's the opposite..." a low, rugged voice whispered just for them to hear, the large man pulling them a bit closer to himself. "I would like to see more of you... All of you." //one hot gilf barista for u ( @sinnedseamech )
Eerie stiffened to the touch, their body involuntarily moved into his touch like a spine of a touch-starved cat.
They blushed darkly at his words, they looked away momentarily from a mixture of shame and confusion.
❝ I-I'm not sure about that... People always found me repulsive. I look ghastly, and too skinny. Neither feminine, nor masculine… nor pretty enough… ❞ They muttered the last word quietly. All of those words were things they heard from people directly.
They pressed their lips into a thin line, their own sharp jade green eyes glanced back at him. Their hands found themselves absently mapping out his arms.
❝ Are you… sure about that? ❞
@sinnedseamech
So what if I sent XXX for Musclehyde? what then? :) //@sinnedseamech
⠀ send in * XXX and i'll generate an NSFT prompt for our muses .ᐟ
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⠀ A desperately-needed back massage leads to oiled-up backdoor exploration. high tide circles musclehyde's hole, breeches it, makes musclehyde cum fingering it. (That's all part of a massage, right?)
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( ✧ ― @sinnedseamech || no intro required ― ✧ )
🔥 How about some good ol' times between Steamtrack and Anchora? :}
"Oh, frag..!"
@sinnedseamech : [ grind ] sender straddles receiver’s lap and starts grinding against them, slow and intentional + reverse fooor Blades :}
it was a gamble, but the high grade energon really helped in the courage department. Blades had always thought the sailor was handsome, though he'd always been intimidated by his size and rank. but right now? he found his bravery at the bottom of his glass.
biting at his lip plate, Blades makes a show of grinding down on High Tide's lap, though his servos shook a little against the bigger bot's shoulders. this was so out of character for him, he was usually too shy for this kind of thing, but again, the high grade do be hittin.
little fangs show as Blades grits his teeth as he moves, movements slow and deliberate, concentrating on trying to get High Tide flustered for once. orange optics look up at the sailor, dim and unfocused before he smiles up at him,
" Is... Is this good? " he asks softly, words a little slurred but still plenty coherent.
meme || always accepting!
{ DANCE } --- Receiver does a sexy strip tease or dance for Sender. //shamefully sending this to Carmilla (@sinnedseamech)
Not for the weak hearted
"Just it back and relax, cariño~"
She cooed, placing a soft kiss on his cheek to hopefully ease any nerves her might have. Truthfully though, she was feeling a bit nervous herself. Carmilla had never done anything like this for a partner before. Dancing for someone was a very personal and intimate thing for her.
Carmilla walked back to the pole situated in the middle of the room. She had only recently started pole-dancing as another form of exercise and to keep in shape. At least now she could use these new skills for something else.
( ✧ ― @sinnedseamech || mind reader ― ✧ )
Mind Reader for Steamtrack aaaaand maybe deep bite?
"A call back to the Pit days - a nice, rough fight, no holding back. However, I would want him to win so that the 'winner can get his spoils' and frag me raw and stupid."
" 'Aven't gotten to know 'im very well yet, but I'd like to see who could come out on top inna fight - winner gets to do what they want with the other... though I've always had a likin' for gettin' both spikes wet and my tail tugged."