When Monika pulls up, she'll be able to see the mess she's created of him. His flushed face is entirely wet with sweat and her own juices, hair is a chaotic mess and strands of blue and white hair sticking to his forehead and cheeks, his tongue dangles out of his mouth, and eyes rolled behind his lids. Despite the messy state, she'll also find that his shaft is still as hard and lively as ever.
If he was sober, he would be wishing he has his mask on right now. Hide the embarrassing, blissful look on his face. But his current state doesn't allow him to think that far, or if he's even thinking at all in there, aside from how stimulating and good this was.
While yes, he doesn't think that they'll be done with just eating out each other, he'll at least take the moment to "take a breather", as the human saying goes. To take some respite after that incredibly stimulating last minute. Respite of which Monika does not seem intent to give.
His eyes are wide, seemingly being woken up by her pressing her thighs on his face. His gaze shifts up to see Monika straddling above him, seemingly embracing her role as a dominant and grabbing the prize she so rightfully deserved.
Soundwave does have the endurance and stamina to boast about going all night or even 24 hours of nothing but this. His body doesn't need much time to recover, but mentally, though? Still, if that is what she desired, demanded, then so be it.]
Sorry...
[He meekly murmurs an apology out, trailing off as his lips meet with her wet folds once more, moaning lowly into her sweetness. He gets back to it with some quick licks between the folds as a start, before digging his tongue into her entrance, relishing the return of her inner walls around his muscle. Finding the strength to lifts his arm back up, he wraps them around her plush thighs and gently coaxes to press her thighs together on both sides of his head while his tongue works on thrusting in and out of her core.
At least his face isn't being smushed down anymore, as much as he enjoyed that. Her plush thighs around his head feels great, though! Part of his meekness now is because he recalls the condition he made to her, but mostly because he's still coming down from his high.
He maintains eye contact with Monika, but she'll find that they are notably different now. Instead of the gruff and piercing sharp gaze, they are more... gentle now. Soft, easily imposed on, and submissive.
Congratulation, she's earned a completely subservient Soundwave.]
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When Monika pulls up, she'll be able to see the mess she's created of him. His flushed face is entirely wet with sweat and her own juices, hair is a chaotic mess and strands of blue and white hair sticking to his forehead and cheeks, his tongue dangles out of his mouth, and eyes rolled behind his lids. Despite the messy state, she'll also find that his shaft is still as hard and lively as ever.
If he was sober, he would be wishing he has his mask on right now. Hide the embarrassing, blissful look on his face. But his current state doesn't allow him to think that far, or if he's even thinking at all in there, aside from how stimulating and good this was.
While yes, he doesn't think that they'll be done with just eating out each other, he'll at least take the moment to "take a breather", as the human saying goes. To take some respite after that incredibly stimulating last minute. Respite of which Monika does not seem intent to give.
His eyes are wide, seemingly being woken up by her pressing her thighs on his face. His gaze shifts up to see Monika straddling above him, seemingly embracing her role as a dominant and grabbing the prize she so rightfully deserved.
Soundwave does have the endurance and stamina to boast about going all night or even 24 hours of nothing but this. His body doesn't need much time to recover, but mentally, though? Still, if that is what she desired, demanded, then so be it.]
Sorry...
[He meekly murmurs an apology out, trailing off as his lips meet with her wet folds once more, moaning lowly into her sweetness. He gets back to it with some quick licks between the folds as a start, before digging his tongue into her entrance, relishing the return of her inner walls around his muscle. Finding the strength to lifts his arm back up, he wraps them around her plush thighs and gently coaxes to press her thighs together on both sides of his head while his tongue works on thrusting in and out of her core.
At least his face isn't being smushed down anymore, as much as he enjoyed that. Her plush thighs around his head feels great, though! Part of his meekness now is because he recalls the condition he made to her, but mostly because he's still coming down from his high.
He maintains eye contact with Monika, but she'll find that they are notably different now. Instead of the gruff and piercing sharp gaze, they are more... gentle now. Soft, easily imposed on, and submissive.
Congratulation, she's earned a completely subservient Soundwave.]