destroy! destroy!

/yes perfect. he keeps clawing your helm, leaving little white gouges in the paint. he keeps kissing you, and nips at your lips/

-he's going to wear those with pride you know. moans for you again, heatedly against your lips as he picks up the pace, closer, closer-- hands sliding across to splay on your wings as he starts to tremble, engines working overtime until he just cant contain himself any more. snarls and jerks into you, sinking deep as his one hand curls, scratching paint, the other balling into a fist which slams down right smack in the center of your wing, making a nice dent as he twitches, hips jerking, and overloads hard with a sharp groan-

/drags his claws over your helm, and kisses you hungrily. his mod flexes, squeezing you cord juuuuuust right/

-ohh mercy that is good. moans into your lips as he tilts his helm and kisses you the same. slides his hands roughly up your sides, pace continuing, though not as steady, and a little more wild, as his engines rough noises rattle through the both of you. vents hard, nearing his peak-

/oh you like that? scratches harder and tightens his mod around you/ Dent me…

Ghnn--  -growls and grips the edge of your wings enough to crunch the metal. vents hard and slides his hands off your wings to grip your hips tightly as he sits up more and starts a hammering hard pace into you, pulling you down to meet each punching, deep thrust. there will be dents alright-

Mmmmm, you are so good, Blitzwing~ /scratches a little harder/

Heh... -sits up a little and huffs hotly- Just wanna make sure I-- mhn... do ya right, b-boss.. -small wince, and it's followed by a shudder and a groan because damn those claws feel good-

/tilts his head to the side, his claws scrape down your chestplates/ Nnnh…h-harder!

-grunts and grins into your neck- Mhn...! -revs as he starts thrusting into you harder, nearly drawing all the way out before slamming into you again, fingers curling into your wings-

Mmmm… /wraps his legs around your waist, and lays back in his desk/

-oh that's good. slides his hands up to grip the top edges of your wings as he starts a rough, heated pace into you. engines growling, he vents hard. dips helm down away from your sweet mouth only so he can run his glossa up one of your neck cables-

/grunting and wriggling his hips, leaking worse than he was to begin with/

-vents. alright, alright enough teasing. click goes his panel and out come his fingers. braces hand on the desk as his other grabs your hip. lines himself up and starts sinking himself in there with a rev of his engines-

/grips your helm and pulls you in for a hard kiss/

Mhn--  -kisses back just as hard. starts working his fingers in nice and deep as he bites at your lower lip with a grunt-

................Uh. I'll uh, punch your face in later!

Oh yes, it needs immediate attention. /caresses your helm/

-rumbles engines. smirks and trails his fingers lower- Think I got just the thing for it, boss~ -down they go and runs his fingers around the rim of your port before slipping them inside-

/grinning/ The leak is getting worse. /props a leg up on the back of his chair, giving you an unobstructed view/

Uhh... -wow baby there go his fans, and that grin is back on his face- Heh, yeah I see that... -just going to make his way over here between your legs don't mind me. leans over, one hand propped on the desk you're on, the other trailing down your cockpit- Guess we uh, are gonna need to deal with it, huh boss?

/just gonna sit on his desk and drink some high grade, panel open, leaking everywhere, no fucks given/

-makes his way up, here we go. walks on in, grinning- Hey boss I'm... Uhhhh... -oh shit uh, look at you. hello engines settle down now-

Then I think you should come to my quarters. I think you might be able to assist me with this leak.

Uhh,  alright then sir, I'll be right there. -was lounging around down in storage but now he's up and on his way-

Monitor duty is almost over, and I would not mind some company…

Heh, sounds good sir. I'm here when ya need me.