Ah hears ya..

Scarred was just after pushing a mech off of himself when he spotted Jazz approaching him. He recognized the mech but in his drunken state, the smooth mech filled his list of standards perfectly. His intoxicated mind hoped that Jazz would suggest something fun but the sober part of his processor assumed that Jazz was coming to tell him that he owed him something, or that he was being too rowdy and ask for him to head home. Either way, Scarred watched him with lust full optics as he licked his lips.

“Mmmm….I’d love to.” He purred deeply, offering a servo to Jazz. “Lead the way handsome.” He said and admired Jazz’s frame, his internal temperature rising more and more as he thought about what pleasures he could pump into him.

Jazz caught his servo and placed it in the crook of his elbow. “Ah ‘aven’t seen us ahround before. Ah’m Jazz. An ya are?”

“I’m Knockout. In name and in looks.” He boasted, wrapping his servo around Jazz’s arm. “It is truly a pleasure to meet you. I decided to try out this bar, see if it’s better then my usual bar. It most certainly is better.”

“Why thank ya fer ya business. Do ah needs ta start ah tab with ya? And yar reallah a knockout in all terms. Yer da medic dat used ta beh wit da ‘cons, right?”

“I’d love to have a tab here. So long as I get to see you here.” He gave a seductive wink. “That’s right, gorgeous. I’ve been told that I’m still a ‘con in the berth.” He said flirtatiously.

Jazz bumped hips against Knockouts, trying to be flirtatious. “V ah P status get ya. An key ta mah private lounge. An ah do mean private.” He said with a wink.

Scarred gave a soft giggle and a deep purr. “Mmm…. I love the sound of that. I can’t wait to see what fun activities we can get up to in there.” He purred and caressed Jazz’s bicep. “Mmmm…I can tell you are a very strong mech.”

"Heh, dats cause ah dance." He couldn't tell him about his other job as a SP Oops. "Not just any act of activities." He giggled as he flashed the mech his famous smile. Then led him into the glass elevator.

Scarred was just after pushing a mech off of himself when he spotted Jazz approaching him. He recognized the mech but in his drunken state, the smooth mech filled his list of standards perfectly. His intoxicated mind hoped that Jazz would suggest something fun but the sober part of his processor assumed that Jazz was coming to tell him that he owed him something, or that he was being too rowdy and ask for him to head home. Either way, Scarred watched him with lust full optics as he licked his lips.

“Mmmm….I’d love to.” He purred deeply, offering a servo to Jazz. “Lead the way handsome.” He said and admired Jazz’s frame, his internal temperature rising more and more as he thought about what pleasures he could pump into him.

Jazz caught his servo and placed it in the crook of his elbow. “Ah ‘aven’t seen us ahround before. Ah’m Jazz. An ya are?”

“I’m Knockout. In name and in looks.” He boasted, wrapping his servo around Jazz’s arm. “It is truly a pleasure to meet you. I decided to try out this bar, see if it’s better then my usual bar. It most certainly is better.”

“Why thank ya fer ya business. Do ah needs ta start ah tab with ya? And yar reallah a knockout in all terms. Yer da medic dat used ta beh wit da ‘cons, right?”

“I’d love to have a tab here. So long as I get to see you here.” He gave a seductive wink. “That’s right, gorgeous. I’ve been told that I’m still a ‘con in the berth.” He said flirtatiously.

Jazz bumped hips against Knockouts, trying to be flirtatious. "V ah P status get ya. An key ta mah private lounge. An ah do mean private." He said with a wink.

Scarred was just after pushing a mech off of himself when he spotted Jazz approaching him. He recognized the mech but in his drunken state, the smooth mech filled his list of standards perfectly. His intoxicated mind hoped that Jazz would suggest something fun but the sober part of his processor assumed that Jazz was coming to tell him that he owed him something, or that he was being too rowdy and ask for him to head home. Either way, Scarred watched him with lust full optics as he licked his lips.

“Mmmm….I’d love to.” He purred deeply, offering a servo to Jazz. “Lead the way handsome.” He said and admired Jazz’s frame, his internal temperature rising more and more as he thought about what pleasures he could pump into him.

Jazz caught his servo and placed it in the crook of his elbow. “Ah ‘aven’t seen us ahround before. Ah’m Jazz. An ya are?”

“I’m Knockout. In name and in looks.” He boasted, wrapping his servo around Jazz’s arm. “It is truly a pleasure to meet you. I decided to try out this bar, see if it’s better then my usual bar. It most certainly is better.”

"Why thank ya fer ya business. Do ah needs ta start ah tab with ya? And yar reallah a knockout in all terms. Yer da medic dat used ta beh wit da 'cons, right?"

“Tryin ta wha- oh…” he let out a gruff sigh, “Ahm no good that this but hey- can’t blame me for tryin- what’s been goin on wit’ ya since you disappeared on us-”

He did a double take on what Kup said about him. "What ya mean, ah disappeared on ya?"

“Yeah, what?”

“whats…. ‘shaking’” he snapped his fingers doing the best trying to be 'hip’

Jazz laughed at the older mech tried his best to be cool and hip. "Ok, ok. Kup,.. " He chuckled "... try ta swing yar hips instead of trying ta."

"Yeah, what?"

Scarred was just after pushing a mech off of himself when he spotted Jazz approaching him. He recognized the mech but in his drunken state, the smooth mech filled his list of standards perfectly. His intoxicated mind hoped that Jazz would suggest something fun but the sober part of his processor assumed that Jazz was coming to tell him that he owed him something, or that he was being too rowdy and ask for him to head home. Either way, Scarred watched him with lust full optics as he licked his lips.

“Mmmm….I’d love to.” He purred deeply, offering a servo to Jazz. “Lead the way handsome.” He said and admired Jazz’s frame, his internal temperature rising more and more as he thought about what pleasures he could pump into him.

Jazz caught his servo and placed it in the crook of his elbow. "Ah 'aven't seen us ahround before. Ah'm Jazz. An ya are?"

Scarred looked at Runner with a bit of a cringe on his face. He thought over his options quickly before starting to open his chest paneling. “I’ll…I’ll bond with you, but only a weak bond. Enough to mend your spark.”

Scarred was just after pushing a mech off of himself when he spotted Jazz approaching him. He recognized the mech but in his drunken state, the smooth mech filled his list of standards perfectly. His intoxicated mind hoped that Jazz would suggest something fun but the sober part of his processor assumed that Jazz was coming to tell him that he owed him something, or that he was being too rowdy and ask for him to head home. Either way, Scarred watched him with lust full optics as he licked his lips.

A chuckle, a smile and a hug around her waist, Jazz leaned into her back as he places his helm on her shoulder, then kisses her cheek. "Da one an only"

Jazz opened his optics as he fell of his aft. “Sorrah mech. Are ya ok?”

hhhh i think??????? idk???????

Jazz stood up and brushed to dirt off his frame. He looked the mech over as he gives him his world famous grin. “Yar quite da looker. Care ta gets ta know each other?” He purred

im married dont be weird pls

“Yar taken already?!” He pouted with a mock frown. “Man, an heres ah thought dat ah could gets y into May berth.”

pls no D: i don’t even know you

“Den it’s mutual, but it nevah stopped Da Jazz mech from findin’ out about ya.” He smirked.

*curls up* :(((

Jazz paused as he looked at the mech. He then knelt and stroked his back. "What's wrong mech?"

Jazz opened his optics as he fell of his aft. “Sorrah mech. Are ya ok?”

hhhh i think??????? idk???????

Jazz stood up and brushed to dirt off his frame. He looked the mech over as he gives him his world famous grin. “Yar quite da looker. Care ta gets ta know each other?” He purred

im married dont be weird pls

“Yar taken already?!” He pouted with a mock frown. “Man, an heres ah thought dat ah could gets y into May berth.”

pls no D: i don’t even know you

"Den it's mutual, but it nevah stopped Da Jazz mech from findin' out about ya." He smirked.

Jazz opened his optics as he fell of his aft. “Sorrah mech. Are ya ok?”

hhhh i think??????? idk???????

Jazz stood up and brushed to dirt off his frame. He looked the mech over as he gives him his world famous grin. “Yar quite da looker. Care ta gets ta know each other?” He purred

im married dont be weird pls

"Yar taken already?!" He pouted with a mock frown. "Man, an heres ah thought dat ah could gets y into May berth."

Jazz opened his optics as he fell of his aft. “Sorrah mech. Are ya ok?”

hhhh i think??????? idk???????

Jazz stood up and brushed to dirt off his frame. He looked the mech over as he gives him his world famous grin. "Yar quite da looker. Care ta gets ta know each other?" He purred