And I drown in you again~

“T-there’s no one else I wanna put my hands on.” Sky’s voice was low, golden optics earnest as he rocked his frame forward trapping his hand on Warp’s aft between the front of his own frame. His right hand came up and firmly followed the upper curve of Warp’s wing while he lowered his helm to bringing his face to Warp’s neckcables to inhale the scent of his mate.

Warp’s engines purr as he leans back into his mate’s frame, optics half-shuttering in pleasure at the sensation. A shiver runs through his wing at the caress and he tilts his helm to give more access to his neck, while his own hands reach back behind him to pull Sky’s hips closer. “Mine,” he purrs, demand and meaning in the word weighing heavier than the obvious meaning. “And I’m yours to put your hands on wherever you like~”

Are we having fun yet?

Ya know, I /always/ have fun with you, Slagger~

And you’re the best part of my function, beloved. Mine.

You’re the best part of mine, love. I function for you. Yours~

Are we having fun yet?

Ya know, I /always/ have fun with you, Slagger~

Warp raises one optic ridge at the flash of ideas in golden optics, wondering what his mate was thinking of and UP for anything. However, that’s quickly put on the backburner as he eagerly leans up into the kiss, hands latching onto Sky’s cannons for leverage. He moans into the kiss, rolling his hips to increase the sensation and spread his lubricant along Sky’s length. As the Defender slides home, Warp keens in pleasure, sinking his denta into Sky’s lip while simultaneously arching his back, wings trembling against the couch as his mate fills him. Tightening his legs around Sky’s waist, Warp rolls his hips to urge him on, talons digging into cannons for leverage.

Sky doesn't even care the datapad is gone instead his arms wrap around Warp's frame and he hugs him as tightly as he can. His optics glow as a smile curves his lips upwards drinking in the weight and scent of his Striker. "Warp. H-hey. I-I missed you."

Warp's purr moves into his chassis and he snuggles closer into Sky's arms, savoring the contact and closeness as he nuzzles under his mate's chin to invent his scent. His hands move down to their customary place on the rims of Sky's cannons and he drops a kiss on neckcables before lifting his helm to meet those beloved golden optics. "I'm here, love. Always." Warp's hands tighten on cannons and he grins. "Too late to run~" he teases, optics glinting.

Sky's smile broadens savoring Warp's hands on him his own hands spread wide and feeling along Warp's back up to the wingbases to play with the sensors there. "R-run?" Sky chuckles the thought never occurring to him as his vents catch at the glint in crimson optics. "Hellcat, y-you'd be shrieking and clawing, I-I believe."

Warp arches his back into the hand teasing it's way up his backstruts to the base of his wings. His optics half-shutter and black wings shiver at the sensations his mate's talented hands give him. He chuckles at Sky's words and leans forward to brush his lips across his mate's. "True, you do usually make me shriek and claw~" he breathed, letting their exvents mingle together before slowly licking his upper lip, not bothering to pull back from his mate's mouth, smug crimson optics meeting golden.

Sky shifts under Warp optics darkening from the movement of his mate that makes his internal temperature rise. He knows he's being provoked by all of Warp's actions but Warp knows his target and its working. Sky's hand goes along Warp's wing as his vent comes out shaky. "N-not by running I don't," his words huskier as he went for the kiss Warp teased him with, lips demanding against Warp's.

Warp's gaze fixed in those darkening optics and he caught his vent as Sky shifted under him, relishing every vent and movement that said his mate was here and affected by him. A low noise crawled from his throat as Sky's hand stroked along his wing. "No, not by running~" he agreed with a low purr in his voice before leaning forward that bare inch to meet Sky's lips, optics shuttering closed as he parted his lips under his mate's demand, talons digging into Sky's cannons.

Sky growls into the kiss, moving to rolling his shoulders and the cannons on top of them encouragingly at the harsh bite of Warp's talons craving the pain his mate could offer. Moving to shove Warp's backstruts into the couch with him on top, wings flaring above them one knee angling between Warp's legs. He greedily drinks down the taste of Warp kissing roughly as he if he could devour his mate from the mouth down needing the wintry burn then numbness of his mate's flavor. His hands roam every plane of Warp they could touch, sliding along plating and transformation seams teasing sensors and snagging wiring hidden beneath.

Warp moves willingly with Sky's handling, the demonstration of his mate's strength causing his internal temperature to rise. Wings rattle against the couch as he arches into Sky's roaming hands, and he shifts to spread his legs to give his mate room to move, one leg coming up to hook over Sky's hip. Warp moans into the kiss, the dance of their glossas together, as he drinks down the unique spicy-sweet taste that only Sky had. His right hand leaves Sky's cannon to reach toward those flaring wings above him, to drag his talons down the broad face of Sky's wing, scratching paint and snagging in seams and hidden wiring.

Sky's cooling fans kick on a groan escaping from deep in his chassis as pain and pleasure dance through sensornet. His wings shiver from the sensation but unmistakably they press into Warp's hand. He rolls his hips downward grating his scorching closed interface panel against Warp's frustration bubbling at the close but not close enough. He breaks the kiss, his vents ragged and honey gold optics blazing.

Warp gives a low growl as Sky breaks the kiss, even though his own vents are heaving and cooling fans whirring, crimson optics dark from beneath half-shuttered lids. "Slagger... " He disengages one hand from his mate's frame to slide it down and between Sky's legs, cupping his scorching hot panel. "I need you. Open for me~" the distinctive click of his own panel open echos from between them and he rolls his hips, showing clearly he was slicking up the inside of his panel, even as he strokes along Sky's, talons just lightly skirting over the hot metal.

Sky doesn't even care the datapad is gone instead his arms wrap around Warp's frame and he hugs him as tightly as he can. His optics glow as a smile curves his lips upwards drinking in the weight and scent of his Striker. "Warp. H-hey. I-I missed you."

Warp's purr moves into his chassis and he snuggles closer into Sky's arms, savoring the contact and closeness as he nuzzles under his mate's chin to invent his scent. His hands move down to their customary place on the rims of Sky's cannons and he drops a kiss on neckcables before lifting his helm to meet those beloved golden optics. "I'm here, love. Always." Warp's hands tighten on cannons and he grins. "Too late to run~" he teases, optics glinting.

Sky's smile broadens savoring Warp's hands on him his own hands spread wide and feeling along Warp's back up to the wingbases to play with the sensors there. "R-run?" Sky chuckles the thought never occurring to him as his vents catch at the glint in crimson optics. "Hellcat, y-you'd be shrieking and clawing, I-I believe."

Warp arches his back into the hand teasing it's way up his backstruts to the base of his wings. His optics half-shutter and black wings shiver at the sensations his mate's talented hands give him. He chuckles at Sky's words and leans forward to brush his lips across his mate's. "True, you do usually make me shriek and claw~" he breathed, letting their exvents mingle together before slowly licking his upper lip, not bothering to pull back from his mate's mouth, smug crimson optics meeting golden.

Sky shifts under Warp optics darkening from the movement of his mate that makes his internal temperature rise. He knows he's being provoked by all of Warp's actions but Warp knows his target and its working. Sky's hand goes along Warp's wing as his vent comes out shaky. "N-not by running I don't," his words huskier as he went for the kiss Warp teased him with, lips demanding against Warp's.

Warp's gaze fixed in those darkening optics and he caught his vent as Sky shifted under him, relishing every vent and movement that said his mate was here and affected by him. A low noise crawled from his throat as Sky's hand stroked along his wing. "No, not by running~" he agreed with a low purr in his voice before leaning forward that bare inch to meet Sky's lips, optics shuttering closed as he parted his lips under his mate's demand, talons digging into Sky's cannons.

Sky growls into the kiss, moving to rolling his shoulders and the cannons on top of them encouragingly at the harsh bite of Warp's talons craving the pain his mate could offer. Moving to shove Warp's backstruts into the couch with him on top, wings flaring above them one knee angling between Warp's legs. He greedily drinks down the taste of Warp kissing roughly as he if he could devour his mate from the mouth down needing the wintry burn then numbness of his mate's flavor. His hands roam every plane of Warp they could touch, sliding along plating and transformation seams teasing sensors and snagging wiring hidden beneath.

Warp moves willingly with Sky's handling, the demonstration of his mate's strength causing his internal temperature to rise. Wings rattle against the couch as he arches into Sky's roaming hands, and he shifts to spread his legs to give his mate room to move, one leg coming up to hook over Sky's hip. Warp moans into the kiss, the dance of their glossas together, as he drinks down the unique spicy-sweet taste that only Sky had. His right hand leaves Sky's cannon to reach toward those flaring wings above him, to drag his talons down the broad face of Sky's wing, scratching paint and snagging in seams and hidden wiring.

Sky doesn't even care the datapad is gone instead his arms wrap around Warp's frame and he hugs him as tightly as he can. His optics glow as a smile curves his lips upwards drinking in the weight and scent of his Striker. "Warp. H-hey. I-I missed you."

Warp's purr moves into his chassis and he snuggles closer into Sky's arms, savoring the contact and closeness as he nuzzles under his mate's chin to invent his scent. His hands move down to their customary place on the rims of Sky's cannons and he drops a kiss on neckcables before lifting his helm to meet those beloved golden optics. "I'm here, love. Always." Warp's hands tighten on cannons and he grins. "Too late to run~" he teases, optics glinting.

Sky's smile broadens savoring Warp's hands on him his own hands spread wide and feeling along Warp's back up to the wingbases to play with the sensors there. "R-run?" Sky chuckles the thought never occurring to him as his vents catch at the glint in crimson optics. "Hellcat, y-you'd be shrieking and clawing, I-I believe."

Warp arches his back into the hand teasing it's way up his backstruts to the base of his wings. His optics half-shutter and black wings shiver at the sensations his mate's talented hands give him. He chuckles at Sky's words and leans forward to brush his lips across his mate's. "True, you do usually make me shriek and claw~" he breathed, letting their exvents mingle together before slowly licking his upper lip, not bothering to pull back from his mate's mouth, smug crimson optics meeting golden.

Sky shifts under Warp optics darkening from the movement of his mate that makes his internal temperature rise. He knows he's being provoked by all of Warp's actions but Warp knows his target and its working. Sky's hand goes along Warp's wing as his vent comes out shaky. "N-not by running I don't," his words huskier as he went for the kiss Warp teased him with, lips demanding against Warp's.

Warp's gaze fixed in those darkening optics and he caught his vent as Sky shifted under him, relishing every vent and movement that said his mate was here and affected by him. A low noise crawled from his throat as Sky's hand stroked along his wing. "No, not by running~" he agreed with a low purr in his voice before leaning forward that bare inch to meet Sky's lips, optics shuttering closed as he parted his lips under his mate's demand, talons digging into Sky's cannons.

Sky doesn't even care the datapad is gone instead his arms wrap around Warp's frame and he hugs him as tightly as he can. His optics glow as a smile curves his lips upwards drinking in the weight and scent of his Striker. "Warp. H-hey. I-I missed you."

Warp's purr moves into his chassis and he snuggles closer into Sky's arms, savoring the contact and closeness as he nuzzles under his mate's chin to invent his scent. His hands move down to their customary place on the rims of Sky's cannons and he drops a kiss on neckcables before lifting his helm to meet those beloved golden optics. "I'm here, love. Always." Warp's hands tighten on cannons and he grins. "Too late to run~" he teases, optics glinting.

Sky's smile broadens savoring Warp's hands on him his own hands spread wide and feeling along Warp's back up to the wingbases to play with the sensors there. "R-run?" Sky chuckles the thought never occurring to him as his vents catch at the glint in crimson optics. "Hellcat, y-you'd be shrieking and clawing, I-I believe."

Warp arches his back into the hand teasing it's way up his backstruts to the base of his wings. His optics half-shutter and black wings shiver at the sensations his mate's talented hands give him. He chuckles at Sky's words and leans forward to brush his lips across his mate's. "True, you do usually make me shriek and claw~" he breathed, letting their exvents mingle together before slowly licking his upper lip, not bothering to pull back from his mate's mouth, smug crimson optics meeting golden.

Sky doesn't even care the datapad is gone instead his arms wrap around Warp's frame and he hugs him as tightly as he can. His optics glow as a smile curves his lips upwards drinking in the weight and scent of his Striker. "Warp. H-hey. I-I missed you."

Warp's purr moves into his chassis and he snuggles closer into Sky's arms, savoring the contact and closeness as he nuzzles under his mate's chin to invent his scent. His hands move down to their customary place on the rims of Sky's cannons and he drops a kiss on neckcables before lifting his helm to meet those beloved golden optics. "I'm here, love. Always." Warp's hands tighten on cannons and he grins. "Too late to run~" he teases, optics glinting.

Warp made a startled noise that definately wasn't protest as he was pinned to the wall and wiggled wantonly against his mate, testing his grip. He made a low noise of pleasure at the nip to his lip and his wings shivered at the sensation of digit tips dragging along them. "Slagger~ sure the wall is... UP to our... Inspection~?" Crimson optics gleamed with humor and lust as he tipped his helm upward, parting his lips greedily for that kiss, digits digging into Sky's waist in petition for more.