"Slagger~" Warp purred darkly as he arrived in the suite in a flare of purple light. He stalked towards his mate, wings high and hips moving sensually, emphasizing the way his heels made his walk more a glide. He licked his upper lip and his left hand digits came up to trail sensually down his right blaster. "It's Thursday~ You know my... idea~"
Sky’s optics onlined, he stretched slowly from where he was sprawled on the couch. Was he recharging? No, but he had been resting of a sort waiting for his mate to return to him. A shiver ran through his frame at the dark purr, his optics darkening as he watched that darker form move towards him with predatory grace a hunger and need pinging through the bond as he slid from the couch to his knees the floor, wings flicking out behind him, smirk curving one side of his mouth higher as his optics glittered.
“I-I’ve been looking f-forward to Thursday, Slagger.” A touch of ventlessness was in his voice because Warp affected him and stole his vents from him. Honey gold optics locked into the hedonistic movement of sharp-tipped digits trailing down gunmetal. Sky’s vents hitched and his faceplates heated the movement from Warp had an obscenity as if Sky had caught him in a private moment but it was one that he could not rip his gaze away from. Darkened optics burning with lust returned to Warp’s Crimson set. “W-whatever you want.”