▶ ORIGINAL TEST DRIVE 2 POST IS LOCATED HERE ▶ ALL NEW TOP LEVELS SHOULD NOW BE POSTED ON TAKE 2
▶ ALL CARRIED OVER OLD TOP LEVELS SHOULD BE LINKED, NOT COPY AND PASTED
【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-Star Resort and Casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Due to unprecedented high demand we are temporarily unable to check you in to your reserved room. We apologize for the inconvenience. We have arranged for a temporary room while we work on processing your reservation as quickly as possible. We appreciate your understanding.
As a special wedding gift from us, we have arranged for you and your new spouse to stay in one of our junior penthouses while you wait. Congratulations on your new marriage. We are so pleased you have chosen our resort for your honeymoon.
You will be notified as soon as your official reservation has been processed. Your comfort and happiness are our utmost priority. We hope you enjoy the provided amenities and lose yourself in marital bliss. 】
EVENS
EVENS: NEW CHARACTERS
Music plays. Instrumental, the tune gentle enough not to disturb peaceful rest. The sudden insistent beep of the Watch is a cutting cacophony across an otherwise sweet lullaby. Upon opening their eyes, new arrivals will quickly discover that something is wrong. The quilt snug across their body is weighty. Crystals glint in a weave of embroidery and cotton shimmers with threads of silver. Dozens of decorative pillows surround the bed. The gauzy curtains of the canopied bed are drawn, obscuring the rest of the room.
Extravagant for a kidnapping. Too extravagent. What’s more, these new guests will find something even stranger than this new diamond-studded suite tucked into bed beside them. Someone else. Who are they, what are they wearing? What happened last night?!
Guests are encouraged to explore the resort from here! There are paper maps available for those who would like and staff are happy to recommend locations if they have any preferences. Enjoy your honeymoon, you lovebirds!
ODDS
ODDS: SPECIAL RE-ARRIVAL
Never trust a hallway in the Golden peacock.
Cross the wrong threshold and time begins to slow. A short hallway becomes long, sheds its doors, only leading to turns without end. Guests too eager to explore the resort have gotten lost before. For how long always varies, dependent upon capriciousness of the resort. Hours? Yes. Years? Yes. Every guest caught in the winding hallways has reported the same thing: time is different there and too difficult to discern.
Some wayward guests have been caught in the endless hallways since the FIRST TDM. Weeks pass before a single doorway appears in the distance. It creaks upon opening before everything goes topsy-turvy. These guests have been let out of a trap door in the depths of Crane's Respite.
All water corridors will eventually lead back to the populated areas of Crane's Respite. The waters are warm, the scent of bath salts returns, and staff are wild with joy at finally finding all of you. They have been beside themselves searching ever since you vanished!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Because we love all of the new characters premiering on this TDM, we kindly request that our Evens prompt be top level exclusive for new characters. Current characters are encouraged to tag in to these prompts with the caveat that they’ve been picked up from their assigned suite (or wherever else they were before) and dumped into the new arrival’s bed. We would like for new characters to have this prompt unique to their top level comments!
▶ Players are welcome to have their current character riff off of these prompts in the log community with the exclusion of the new arrival element. This request is just for TDM top levels.
▶ Current characters and new characters are both welcome to freely mess around with the Odds prompt with the exclusion of the arrival element. For new characters, players may participate with the idea that their character is exploring Crane’s Respite after their unique arrival in the Evens prompt. The Odds arrival element may also be utilized by current player characters who may have been on an unofficial hiatus in January and did not tag as much as they would have liked, to explain any long IC absence.
▶ Octopi may be killed. If a character decides to eat one of the octopi they may find themselves taking on some of its traits. Which traits are up to player discretion.
ELEVATORS
ELEVATORS
The house has recently ordered a full changeout of art in all high traffic areas. The elevators in particular have received special attention with many different famous artworks and portraits studded to the walls for guests to admire. These artworks are treasures of the modern world that one would typically see behind glass at a museum. Guests may even find works from their own world hanging in the elevators. Even famous works that maybe have been lost to time. So this is where they ended up. Is that Vermeer's The Concert?
Guests may find their elevator suddenly stopping without warning. The portraits on the wall stir, curiously studying them, but there are three main portraits calling the shots. The portrait that controls that particular elevator will make their demands known with the threat that, if they are not obeyed, you will be trapped forever.
Elevators will function after the portrait's demands are met. Guests that hold out and refuse may find themselves trapped upwards of twelve hours. Guests with the ability to do so may crawl out of the top emergency door, free to go wherever they want from there.
GREAT TIT!
GREAT TIT!
Great Tit! is the Golden Peacock’s popular dessert bar and cafe. With its bright pops of color and whimsical treats, guests simply can’t resist stopping in for a butt shaped cookie and hazelnut coffee. After catching wind that the resort has decided to celebrate a dessert shop's most lucrative holiday, Great Tit! is ready to impress the masses. Advertisements for limited edition drinks and desserts rain the main lobby; one can’t go three steps without slipping on a neon pink coupon for 10 percent off nipple buns. Guests that decide to pass by the cafe will find themselves assaulted with confetti cannons and eager employees ushering them inside.
Guests will find a temporary communal shower room upon exiting Great Tit! where they can wash off after a fun day of rolling around in sugar. All guests will be gifted a tee branded with a, CHOCOLATE IS MY LOVER logo.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ This portraits prompt has been triggered by several characters expressing interest in and investigating the lore of the resort paintings. This is just dipping a beginning toe in, but congrats to all for poking around!
▶ Portraits in the elevator should not be destroyed, purely for continuity’s sake. If a character would go far enough to attack one of the portraits, the portrait will slap them back with ghostly power.
▶ Characters may also figure other ways out of the elevator if they have specific abilities to do so. While the portraits can control the elevators, they cannot control your character(s). Any destruction to the elevator itself is liable to result in a rush of security dragging the culprit(s) away to the Iron Net.
▶ Great Tit! is running a massive sale! Even characters who are on the broke end of the spectrum will be able to afford to join in on the fun and indulge in sugar at these prices.
▶ Players are encouraged to make up any other elements for the Hall of Chocolate. If it’s a dessert and edible, it’s there. Enjoy your sugar coma!
▶ While the chocolate boxes are ICly limited due to Alessandro’s skills as a chocolatier, this is only an IC mechanic. There is no OOC limitation on this prompt as far as chocolate rarity goes.
THE NEST
ALICE AND THE PARROTS
Fashion boutiques are a dime a dozen in the Nest. The shopping hub is massive, lined with stores all trying to aggressively appeal to guests. A challenge in itself — but the guests of the Golden Peacock are no ordinary people. Used to being pampered and fed excitement, if these boutiques don’t bust their bottoms to appeal to the fickle nature of their patrons, they won’t be in business for much longer! One particular boutique, Alice and the Parrots, is riding winds of romantic thrill and churning out a couple of brand new fashion lines sure to draw in loads of chips.
Guests are welcome to try on clothes in Alice and the Parrots' dressing rooms. These dressing rooms are small and can only accommodate two people sharing at a time. Such is the life of a small boutique store. Sharing is no big deal, right? And there’s no way you can buy clothing this expensive without giving it a test first.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players are encouraged to make up whatever cute outfits they would like for this prompt.
▶ Wedding clothes do not have to be cute and frilly; this section accommodates tastes of everyone.
▶ Alice and the Parrots is more expensive than Love Dove. Their clothing quality is excellent but their price tags are high. Staff may watch low ranks extra diligently to cut off any stealing. Thieves will be chased by NPC security! Anyone caught gets a day in the Iron Net.
CASINO CHAPEL
CASINO FLOOR
A Pop up Chapel has appeared in the Phoenix Casino. Guests are delighting in playing out weddings and pretending to get married — and a few guests are even tying the knot for real. They aren't worried about the sanctity of marriage; they can divorce tomorrow if they get bored of each other. And everyone knows that getting married doesn't mean you can't fuck whoever you want!
Since the resort isn't keeping track of how many marriages a guest has, all guests are encouraged to marry as many people as they would like. The more the merrier!
Wild wedding events will continue all throughout the month of February, until the guests find it's gotten stale. A divorce rush will round out the fun at the end of the month.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Weddings are not legally binding. Birdvis is not registered as a real officiant, but he does have an excellent beak and pompadour.
▶ Prizes from easy mode slot machines are automatic and do not require mod thumbs up to claim.
▶ Chip prize from difficult mode slot machines is automatic. The special prize is 5 reward points to add to your bank on rewards. Players who wish to claim the special prize should link the finished thread (the kink in question has been completed) under their rewards header with the header, Wedding Slot Machine. If you do any combination of 6/6 (finger hand lol) we ask you somehow make this sexy or involve a climax in order to claim the points.
BLANKET CW: Aphrodisiac; Compulsion; Costumes; Dubcon; Entrapment; Foodplay; Gambling; Lingerie; Matrimony; Tentacles; NSFW Images and Language; NTR; Nudity; Roleplay; Sacrilegious Themes
▶ All new characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your new character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's February event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Please make sure to review the arrival prompt notes! Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are priority and receive attention!
▶ If you aren't satisfied with the prompts on this TDM please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort.
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread anyway!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
▶ Thank you for spending Valentine's Day with us! You're our sweetheart this year. 💕
[ It's probably no surprise that her heart's rapidly thumping away, and it only gets faster once he makes contact. She was already nervous enough when he moved away, assuming she'd done too much too soon. But gradually, bit by bit, it's slowing down. Not much, but enough that he won't be worrying if she's an anxious mess this time.
Which she is. She's highly, highly anxious. He hasn't let go of her hand! His head is on her chest! But...he looks almost peaceful there. It calms her further to know he could be this comfortable around her already, especially in contrast to how he was when they first met.
There must be something softer there under all that hard metal. She wants to discover more of what lies below. ]
Everything okay?
[ She asks it softly. With his ear pressed in that closely, she's hoping that's enough not to overwhelm his heightened hearing. ]
If you need me to move or anything...
[ Her voice trails off. There's a sudden urge to touch his hair. It might make this better for him. For her, too, since that's what she always pictured happening in a moment like this. But that level of intimacy is...
Instead, she squeezes his hand back to curb the temptation. It's enough. It'll have to be. ]
[It started out similar to when the first time he pressed his head on her chest. However, the beat's slowing down, not as rapid or anxious anymore. Whatever it is, he's glad that she's calming down. As such, he need not worry about his friend and instead can quietly listen to her heartbeat.
He's not any close to feeling sleepy, but... he feels like he could sleep like this, on Monika while as his avatar. Is... that weird? He couldn't remember if he ever rested on someone else's chest before. His smaller friends definitely had, and it had felt great before.
Ah, no... What is he even thinking? He just wanted to listen to her heartbeat, isn't he? The slow thump against his ear. It's loud but also comfortable. It's just... comfort. Comfort he didn't know he needed until now.
Ah, she asked a question, didn't she?]
No, this is fine... Everything is okay.
[He's so comfortable that he doesn't feel like moving. So comfortable that he wanted to be close to Monika. His mind would've hesitated, but not his body. Gingerly, his other arm wraps around her waist, fingers lightly brushing up against her spine. All the while he has a peaceful look on his face.]
So this is how a human's heart sound... [It's nice; he could listen to this and stay for a while. No, he wants to stay, and that's why he's absentmindedly nuzzling against her chest.]
[ He'll definitely hear her gasp quietly once his arm slides in, and sure enough, there goes her heart again, trying to escape her chest. And while she stiffens at the feel of his fingers on her spine, other instincts take over. Her body relaxes into it, and she shivers.
Just one simple little touch and...it feels good.
She swallows hard, almost afraid to look down again, but some unseen force pushes her head down and she does it anyway. The nuzzling is even more overwhelming. This was spiraling out of control so quickly, she's getting dizzy. This time, it is not the alcohol. ]
Y-You must really like it, huh?
[ There's a sad attempt at a giggle, but it barely makes it past her throat. This isn't a time where she can cope with humor. She clutches his hand tighter, struggling to keep herself grounded. The other sits limply at her side, torn between pushing at him or giving in to touching him more in return. ]
Maybe don't use me as the basis for what a human's supposed to sound like, though?
[ Yes, she still can't get over her hang-ups with that. ]
[Ah, her heart rate just shot up. Perhaps it's because of the arm around her and the gentle brushes to her spine. He's tempted to break the admittedly comfortable closeness, assuming he'd done too much or overstepped some boundaries. Monika doesn't seem angry though nor is she pushing him away. Instead, both body and heart relax into the touch, and that's the only reason he's not pushing himself back up. What he does do is stop the brushing and simply letting his arm rest around her, though. Embarrassed, but still not letting go of her.
"Don't use her as the basis?"
That gets his eyes to open and looks up at Monika, still resting on her chest, seemingly not wanting to let go of her. Perhaps he should, but he couldn't find the will to move away, especially when she's clutching his hand.]
What do you mean?
[Isn't she human? Or is there something he's missing.]
[ At least it's a little easier to keep focus now. Every single touch of his was too, too good. She's going nuts trying to convince herself not to like it. He's not the Player. She can't.
Funny how she's now glad to use an uncomfortable topic as a distraction. Vaguely. There's hardly any room to focus with him still so damn close. ]
I mean, I wasn't human before, so...or was I? Am I one now? I don't know. [ Her chest tightens, and she feels an unfamiliar sensation she really doesn't like. ] I'm so confused.
[ Her voice cracks on the next words. ] I hate it.
[That discomfort has returned. The same discomfort he felt from her when she left the parking garage and throughout this visit earlier. She had been avoiding bringing attention to it, and when he did bring it up himself, she deflected. Now he's getting the picture of the cause.
Reluctant as he is to leave the comfort, he forces himself to abandon Monika's chest, so he could properly meet her eyes. Though he still stay close enough for their hands to remain linked.]
I do not know what you thought of yourself before, but.... I can say for certain that you are. Right now, you are human. Alive and human.
[Gently, his hand rests on Monika's chest.]
This right here... is proof of that.
[Not just her beating heart, but also the emotions he felt from her. Otherwise? If he couldn't feel any emotions from her, then she's no different or better than a simple AI or drone. If she was one, he wouldn't be staying here with Monika.]
[ Part of her wants to argue. How can she know who she is when she never knew who she was in the first place? She escaped her game, but she didn't escape every question that haunted her. Almost all of them were more painful than the next, all of them starting with why, why, why--
Her heart pounds under his hand, and she forces herself to stare back into his eyes. After a while, it's not too difficult. This close up, they're mesmerizing. They've got her on a hook, slowly dragging her in. Any arguments she had fade away into them. ]
Thank you...
[ She reaches up and places her hand on his, squeezing it over her chest. With every heartbeat, their connection grows, and the tightness she felt is replaced with yearning. Want. Because someone's validated her. Someone understands her.
Her other hand's unconsciously slid up to his cheek. It takes her an age and a half to realize her gaze had drifted down to his mouth. She bites her lower lip, finding herself fighting another wild urge. It's feeling like a losing battle.
The battle of holding in her words ends much faster. They clumsily tumble out. ]
[Crimson eyes stay on her emerald. His hand on her chest; he could feel her heart thump against the avatar's palm.... So he could also feel her heartbeat, this way? If he had known, he could've avoid the awkwardness of placing his head on her chest. ..... Well, resting on her chest wasn't a bad thing at all. It was.... relaxing. A part of him want to ask her if he could rest back down there. However, that is such a shameful thing to ask of her.
Her chest on his hand feels soft, though. As it's being squeezed down over her chest, he unconsciously gropes her. Nothing more than a gentle grope, but a part of him finds her... wanting? That's a... new feeling. It must be... No, he doesn't believe it's the alcohol anymore.
His gaze remains unbroken, even after Monika already shifted hers, until her other hand is on his cheek. His eyes shift down to it, then back to Monika to see her eyes looking elsewhere. Tempted to ask, but he couldn't word his own question before Monika did, and her question comes out at the same time he realizes where her eyes focused on. At the question, his lips part to answer... Has he?]
I... [A beat] It has been a long time since I have. I've forgotten how it feel...
[So does a number of things that relate to the physical. Intimacy. Pleasure. The questions. Where her eyes are gazing at. He may be socially awkward, but he isn't stupid. He knows where this is going.
He's still not sure if the alcohol is affecting his brave decision, or if spurred by Monika's own emotions. Regardless of which, he leans forward. Slowly. Gradually. He's getting close to her face... But he stops. He doesn't complete it, but his lips are close to hers- just a few inches away -if Monika leans in.]
[ Before she can stop it, a quiet moan leaks out. The grope, unintentional though it was, stirred up even more new sensations. There was something lower, so much lower than she expected. It pulses pleasurably and spreads warmth across her body, making her legs tremble.
She pushes his hand in harder, shifting it completely over her breast. There are more of those pleasurable tingles, and that new sensation returns, stronger. He'll probably sense all of her muddled feelings melding into a deeper want, a hungry desire, something that scares and excites her simultaneously.
He's closer. Closer. Too close. A breath apart, just like the quick, quivery breaths he can easily feel hitting his lips. Just one little push, and they could be as one. ]
Let me help you rememb...
[ The sentence goes unfinished, ended by her lips meeting his. He could remember. She could discover. So many questions could be answered. ]
[He feels her want. Her desire. His own wants and desires are flaring up, as well. He didn't think those sort of desires are still with him, but now there's the sense to share them with her.
The warm quivery breath hitting his lips starts the process of recollection. She's nervous. He's nervous, too. It's been a long time- possibly millions of years ago that everything they might do tonight would be considered his first time.
But he's able to hide his own quiver better, tightening his hold on her hand as neurocircuits start to flare up. The nervousness is short-lived the moment Monika presses her lips onto his. Soundwave squeezes both her breast and hand, but then relaxes them, pressing back.
With a soft, shaky exhale through his nose, he closes his eyes, slowly remembering, cherishing it.
For now, he keeps the kiss chaste. He doesn't hunger for it- right now, he wouldn't, as there's an opportunity for that. The night is long. Instead, he wants to take things slow and seeks to not overwhelm what is likely Monika's first time.
He doesn't know a whole lot about the human body, even with a convenient human avatar to learn from. He would have to ask Monika when the opportunity arises, if she desired more. He does know one thing- something he just learned moments ago. Judging from her reaction shortly before the kiss, her breasts seem like a point of pleasure, coping a feel of her full breast. Then, very carefully and gently, he fondles her breast with his hand, occasionally giving her a squeeze.]
[ Somewhere inside, she appreciates the softness. It's good to keep things slow, because taking up the most room inside her mind? A wild, raging storm of confusion, excitement, fear, lust. This is so much.
Every movement of their lips, every touch of his, it licks against her skin like hot fire. She wants to wince away from the pain, but also craves every burn. Worse yet, what she feels only continues to intensify instead of lulling, as if someone's tossing fuel into what'll soon be a raging inferno. It makes her clutch his cheek harder, whimpering against his lips.
He won't have to ask, at this rate. She already knows she wants more.
And more he gives when his hand encapsulates her breast and squeezes. She trembles harder, pressing up into his grasp, her hardened nipple poking out through all the layers of fabric. That definitely feels good, more than she expected it would, even with clothing in the way. How much deeper into madness would he drive her if it wasn't in the way? Would that alone make her crumble?
Monika turns her head away, breaking the kiss. Nothing's wrong, she just needs to catch her breath. An impossible task. Especially as the hand she had on his cheek trails lower and lower, her head swimming with how bold she's being. ]
Can I...touch you, too? Do you like being touched?
[Her lips are... fiery. Not because of what she ate or drank, or even because of the alcohol he had been downing before. Rather, it's because of her current state of emotions. Her emotions are like sparking hot electrics dancing on his lips. It feels like burning. Passionate. Exciting.
His chest tightens the longer the kiss goes on, yet he can't find the will to remove himself, either. It feels too good. This feeling his body has long since forgotten.
Both the physical and emotional make him crave her lips more. To stay for however long with their lips pressing against one another. Except the kiss ends short (to him) when Monika suddenly turns her head away. Soundwave pulls himself up and looks down at her, eyes slightly widened in surprise. Thankfully, the surprise is short-lived when he sees Monika simply catching her breath. ... Of course. Humans needed air to survive, don't they? He's forgotten such a basic fact about them. For a second, he thought that he's done something wrong.
With a sigh of relieved, Soundwave leans down to her neck instead to press a series of kisses to her there.
Does he like being touched? Outside of this context, he answer would've been a no. But even then, that would answer be a lie. He does yearn for touch... when it comes from someone special. And a friend is who he'd consider special.]
I do. I want to remember. [He speaks in a hushed tone, blowing warm air onto her neck.] I want to learn more.
[About Monika. About her body. About pleasing her. Soundwave lets go of the hand he's been holding. Only for a brief moment, before he comes back to intertwine their fingers together, clutching hard. For his other hand on her breasts, he brushes his thumb over the nub poking the fabric, curiously.
Her hand moving down the contour of his body gives him goosebumps, body visibly shivering when she reaches down to his breast. His own nipples start to erect under the bodysuit- an utterly new feeling -the material not doing much to dull the warm, flush skin of his avatar's body.
Speaking of the avatar's body, there's something he needed to ask before going further. It's embarrassing to even ask, face as red as it can be, because he wasn't expecting to get physical tonight.]
Monika, I... am aware that humans have different genitals. [He never really cared about what his avatar's gender is. Still doesn't, but he gets the feeling there's some sort of expectations down there according to a human's gender.] I am currently using the form of a human female. However, I can... have either one. Or both. Ours... should be somewhat familiar with human males, I think.
[A small hint to what his avatar's defaulted to. It's such a strange thing to bring up, but he doesn't want to surprise Monika.]
[ There's a shuddering gasp at the kisses to her neck. Another new discovery. She can be kissed there? It can feel this good? His answers nearly don't come through, as caught up in the pleasure as she is. If he hadn't brought their hands together, she would've instinctively pushed his head closer to keep him there forever.
She takes another one of those breaks to deal with her human functions very much malfunctioning. ]
Good. [ Breathe in. Breathe out. ] Because I--I want to.
[ She shouldn't. He's a friend. But...she wants to. What she wants always trumps what's right.
After reacting to his curious touch, anyway. Her head tilts back as she bites her lip, thighs pressing together when a throb rocks her. She grips his hand back just as hard, and it dizzies her more, how soft that is, holding hands while doing this. How romantic...
He's speaking again. Her head comes forward, eyes hazy. She does better with listening this time, her eyebrows going up slightly behind her bangs. And unfortunately, she giggles in surprise. ]
Okay?
[ Oh, jeez. That probably makes her seem insensitive! She quickly sobers up enough to explain herself better. ]
S-Sorry! I just mean...I don't care. That's never mattered to me. Even if you couldn't change it? That's fine. All that matters to me... [ Her hand slides to the center of his chest, where a heart like hers would be. ] ...is what's in here.
[ She turns her head to kiss his cheek, giving his hand a squeeze. ] Whoever you are as a human, as a Cybertronian...it's beautiful to me.
[ Another bold move. Temporarily forgetting her own pleasure, she draws her fingers down his abdomen, hesitating for a moment, then they dip lower, slotting between his legs. While there are shrieks of fear in her head, she presses on, rubbing experimentally. He's reacted how she would expect a human to so far. Would he do the same with this? ]
That isn't at all an answer he was expecting. Thankfully, Monika explained herself, otherwise he would've felt silly. Once again, it seems he's overthinking stuff.
There's so many differences between a human and a Cybertronian, yet they are some similarities too, as they continue to explore each other's body. The crotch is a good idea for where the erogenous zone as a start. And as Monika may find, he does indeed react the same way as a human would. Perhaps more sensitive than a human.
Her bold move earns a quiet "ah!" escaping his lips, hips jerking and thighs pressing together before he relaxes and spreads his legs to allow her hand rubbing his sex. It causes him to cease his own work on her, temporarily mind. This is all new; recollecting the feeling, trying to get used to the avatar's sensitivity and the hand rubbing between his legs. Once he does, he starts to roll his hips along.
Eventually, an erection starts to rise under the body suit, poking against the material uncomfortably. Soundwave pulls himself away so their eyes can meet again.]
I... I can do that.
[Frankly, he's touched by her words earlier. Whatever worries and doubts that has been plaguing his addled mind is gone now, thanks to Monika reaffirmation. He's still mindful of his friend's comfort, but this allows him to take a bold approach as well.
He's been squeezing and fondling her breast for a while now. He wonders just how she feels without the fabric being in the way.
Tentatively abandoning her soft breast, his hand moves to unbutton her blouse. Not fully, just a few buttons from the top so he can slip a hand under to cop a feel.]
[ Relief swells in her. She's glad she could ease his worries. What she said would always be the truth, no matter who she ended up with. Even if, apparently, it was...just a friend.
That thought needs to go away for now. Her mind will keep stumbling over it if she doesn't push it away. Soundwave is someone special. That's enough.
With that problem solved, she can focus on what's important--just him, reacting to her. She can't tell he's more sensitive, since she has absolutely zero baseline to go off. She has a similar moment to his earlier one, however, where her hand jerks and she inwardly frets, wondering if she'd done something wrong when he reacts so strongly to her initial touch. Worry quickly shifts to intrigue when she finds she didn't mess up. He must like it, and--oh. That's. Her cheeks light up as he hardens against her hand. What else did you expect, dummy? comes her sardonic thought, but she shoves it aside into the "forget about until later" pile.
Their eyes meet. She wonders what she'd need to do to feel him without the suit in the way. Her fingers press around his length, but-- ]
Wait, I--
[ Too late. Before she can contemplate anything further, it's his turn to be bold. Her hands snap to the couch to dig her fingers into the plush cushions, and her chest heaves as he plucks each button open. Almost, almost, and... ]
A-Ah...!
[ A sharp breath hisses in through her teeth after her loud cry. Talk about sensitive. All she can focus on is his hand reigniting the flames even higher than before. Without thought, she claps a hand between her legs, pressing through her skirt, as if that'll help contain how intense things have gotten down there. She's learning. Her body is responding more than ever, and now she knows exactly where it's happening.
These clothes needed to go. Already, she's not sure how much longer she can take them being in the way. ]
Can we, ah. Can we g-get, um, undressed?
[ Nice. She didn't manage to completely make a fool of herself when stammering that out. ]
[Her reaction is.... Exciting? It certainly is exciting. With each button open, his own excitement grow, eyes shifting back and forth between her cleavage and the reaction she's making. The flame within his burns brighter. His chest overheating.
Then, the softness in his hand, under her bra. He exhales a breath he didn't know he's been holding in until now. Worry initially rises up at her cry, but he immediately quiets that down when he can tell she's just as excited and intense inside.
At her request, Soundwave breaks his attention away from her cleavage and looks back up at her in the eyes, before giving her a nod.]
Ah... Yes.
[The bodysuit was getting uncomfortably hot.
Hesitant as he is to do so, he needs to let go so they both can undress, and so he slips his hand out but not before giving her another teasing squeeze. Soundwave has a faster way of undressing- his clothes dematerializes in pixels, much like his visor disappear earlier. Now there's nothing to hide; no mask to cover his face (not that he's been wearing it since entering room), no ridiculously huge hoodie jacket. The avatar's body is curvaceous, perky breasts, and a half-erected penis.
He's really tempted to bring his hand down to hide the embarrassing bits. Except, he'd look silly doing so, which is why he's not hiding anything.
Soundwave folds his arms together and shifts his red gaze away from her, cheeks flushing red, fingers squeezing his own arms to hide how much he's shaking. Excitement? Nervousness? Both... These aren't feelings he typically felt before. He's not even sure why he's embarrassed too, as this naked body isn't technically his. But he eventually glances at Monika, bashfully, waiting for her to get undressed herself.]
[ Despite her request, once it's out there and accepted, she has a tiny stab of fear and an impulse to take it back. That was way too bold. Maybe they could just keep touching each other with their clothes on! And...
Ah. Too late. As she recovers from the last touch of his hand, she's thrown into yet another whirlwind of overwhelming emotions and sensations when he's suddenly naked. There's no stopping it--she openly stares, and stares, and stares. What a feast for the eyes, one she wants to keep gorging herself on, but...she needs to get on with it. ]
Ahaha, wow. [ She pulls her hand from between her legs, reaching out for a touch, but she shyly retracts it before making contact. ] I never thought I'd miss being able to change clothes like that...
[ Which means having to do it the manual way is going to make this harder. She licks her dry lips, struggling for something to seize as a distraction, to at least make things bearable.
...When in doubt, be a pain. She stands, peering back at him with a sneaky little smile, though it's weakened by her obvious nervousness. ]
You're not doing a great job of convincing me you're not adorable and sweet, you know. Look at you, so shy...
[ She's one to talk. Halfway through removing her blouse, she turns away, forcing him to stare at her back while she pulls it off and lets it fall. Hopefully he won't call her out on that after her teasing. And, really, she can say it was to build the anticipation! It's totally a striptease!
With shaking hands, next is her skirt, floating down her hips and piling on the floor around her feet. Just two more bits. She takes a breath, reaching behind her back to unhook her lacy bra. One strap down her arm, then another, and that joins her other clothes. Just one more...
Her hands are shaking harder when they pull at the top of the dainty, equally-lacy wisp of fabric that's meant to be underwear (thanks a lot, staff, really subtle with what you were doing there). She doesn't mean to be seductive with it, but it takes her quite some time to bend over and slide them down her legs. With it being the last piece, and the one that's going to expose her more than ever, the nervousness attacked ruthlessly.
And look, even funnier--she's got one arm pressed over her chest, thighs clenching together tightly while her other hand's trapped between them. She's barely able to meet his eyes as she turns herself back to face him, her pace achingly slow. Once again, what a damn hypocrite.
Which, speaking of...more jokes! ]
I have no idea why you're like this. Weren't you basically naked in the parking garage? This is...no different...
[There's that tsundere response. However, he doesn't tease her for being a hypocrite there. No, he's... A little distracted when Monika starts undressing.
Ah, what's this exciting feeling in his chest? It's so different than when they were kissing and touching each other through clothes. Nervousness? Excitement? Fear? It's a concoction of emotions swirling like a typhoon in his chest. He doesn't know what a striptease is-- after all, his kind doesn't wear clothes. There's no such thing or an equivalent. However, very quickly he understands. Both anticipation and trepidation rise in him.
With Monika's back turned to him, he can't hide how foolish he may be looking right now, staring openly at Monika, just as she did to him. His eyes follow her hands, watching her remove her shirt, then the skirt... She looks so... soft with the clothes no longer being in the way. His breath hitches when she begins taking off her bra and panties.
He's still staring at Monika with a dumbfounded look in his eyes, jumping in place when he hears her talk, then awkwardly shuffling in place.]
Yes, it is. I wasn't showing off my... Privates.
[Look at him, too dignified to say cock. Or 'spike,' rather, as the slang is called. Speaking of, his erection rises a little after Monika's striptease. The show was a little more tantalizing than he would ever expect. Mentally, he takes notes of this, if he ever want to try out a striptease himself next time. Thanks, Monika!
With a slow inhale and exhale, Soundwave forces himself to step forward. He stops in front of Monika, forcing himself to stare at her, even when they aren't meeting their eyes. For a good moment, he doesn't say anything, not knowing what to say or do.
He knows he's being awkward right now. He should say something, anything!]
.... I can't hold your hands.
[Perfect. Though he says that, with his arms still folded and hands gripped onto his own arms to hide the shaking. At least he has an amazing poker face.... If you ignore how burning red his cheeks are.]
[ Weirdly enough, all that tsundere leaking out of him is making this easier to handle. After all, she's at her best(?) when she can enjoy herself at someone else's expense. She lets out a giggle, gaining more confidence, and maybe a bit of a dirty mouth to go with it. ]
Did you like it? When I was in your lap? So close to your...privates~?
[ The last word's said teasingly, but she's no better. Trying to get anything like "cock" out of her mouth was going to take some time and effort. Either that, or way more alcohol.
He comes closer. It's a struggle at first, making herself stare back, but she manages it. What a sight to behold, someone who'd been so intent to hide behind their mask, laid bare for her. Someone who was willing to share this moment with her--and as her possessive side hopes, stirring from its slumber--only her.
One of her hands moves, then the other, then they slide against each of his and take hold, gently tugging. If she can't hide, neither can he. She just hopes he doesn't mind the slight dampness that transferred to some of her fingers from pressing against her folds so hard. Oof, probably should've tried to subtly wipe them off before going for a romantic handhold.
Oh well. It's a minor thing. It doesn't take away from this moment. ]
Ahaha. You really are adorable...
[ Monika comes in closer, trying to interlock their fingers. Another inch, then another, and their bodies begin to meet. She glances down briefly as his cock begins to brush up against her. Did he like watching her undress that much? Maybe she's overthinking it.
Back to looking at his eyes. Their bodies are soon nearly flush together as she continues coaxing him to open up to her further. ]
But you can't hold anything if you don't let go, Soundwave.
[He can't even answer her question from sheer embarrassment. He does like it. He loves it! And that's why he has a difficult time saying it. Whereas Monika is gaining confidence, Soundwave is dying from embarrassment. Though he can't say that he dislikes the tease (or even as annoyed by it) and the dirty talk, or the confidence she's showing.
It doesn't take much to coax Soundwave to open his hands to her, fortunately. There's some hesitance at first, before he makes himself interlock fingers with her, giving her hands a squeeze. The dampness on her fingers aren't worth mentioning, but that means she must've felt good earlier, right. That is a good thing, right?
His gaze drift down to her bare breasts and further down to her pussy. Then, his breathing hitches again when their bodies are pressed together. Ah ... She's so soft. Soundwave tries to calm himself down, though. Inhales and exhales. Ugh.... He must look lame and embarrassing right now.
Calling him adorable still gets a little tsundere grumble but he also dip his head down, trying to hide how flushed his face is, looking a little submissive to her. Which isn't a role he dislikes, either....]
You're right.
[It's a little difficult for him to open up immediately. It's a slow process with him, but some coaxing will be enough to get to act.
Tentatively, he presses his flush body against Monika, cock sandwiched between them. Hopefully Monika doesn't mind the precum leaking on her stomach.]
I... Ashamed as I am to admit it, I hope you do not mind my inexperience. My... Body might eventually remember, but this is my first with a human. So, if it's possible for you to guide me...
[He knows it's Monika's first time, too, but... Maybe she knows more about a human body than he does.]
[ This is a real treat. She couldn't get a straight answer! He's so embarrassed! What a fascinating, haha, transformation she's witnessing. The contrast between who she met and who she's skin-to-skin with now is nearly unbelievable. God, the tsundere jokes keep practically writing themselves. But! She knows how it goes with these soft but prickly types. Poke the beast in them too hard, and all the sweetness disappears, unlikely to return. She'll have to keep being gentle with every prod she gives him.
What? There's no way she's going to stop. ]
Isn't that something? [ She releases one of his hands, brushing her fingers under his chin and turning his face back so he can't look away. ] You could crush me if you wanted to, but now I'm not so sure you ever could~
[ His avatar's got an inch on her, but she feels much taller now, towering over him like his true form does for her. Her grip on his chin tightens slightly, and she moves in for a kiss, something more fervent than anything they've done up to this point. Being one of his firsts makes her feel incredibly superior when combined with his increasing submissiveness. Who needs anything like an aphrodisiac when the heady rush of that much power worked just as well?
As they kiss, the hand under his chin drops down and is soon pushing at his lower back, bringing them closer. She doesn't seem bothered by the slick way his cock slides around against her. Maybe she's even trying to encourage it to keep happening. ]
Don't be ashamed. [ Her voice is a little lower, deeper. Far more sensual than she knew she was capable of. ] I don't know anything, either. We can learn together.
[ Her heart pounds with excitement, then as she squeezes the hand still linked with hers, the one on his back slides down to his ass, squeezing there, too. Pushing him closer, closer, until it seems like she's trying to meld them together permanently. Then, with a shift of one leg, it helps to slot his cock between her thighs. She bites her lip, moaning quietly at the soft, wet noise of him gliding through her folds. If he had any worries about how good she's been feeling, that should make them disappear. ]
Come to my bed...?
[ She'd still like for things to be romantic, okay. ]
[Right now, her prodding still gets a huffy and prickly response from him. How could he just let her talk to him like that?]
I still coul--
[His soft but indignant response melts immediately in the kiss. His eyes wide at her taking the initiative without any prompting from his side. It's not a bad thing of course, nor is the hand on his chin or how she tightened her grip there, forcing his head to stay fixed in place. A low moan slips out of his throat in the kiss, pressing back deeply as can be. His free hand rests on Monika's waist, rubbing up and down over her curvature. When it ends, Soundwave sucks back the trail of saliva that bridged between them, staring at her with furrowed brows. A mix of indignance and infatuation to the girl before him.
It may be the alcohol also helping to ease him up a little, but it does say something about the level of trust he's allowed for Monika to essentially act superior to him, even if he may not admit it out loud.
The squeeze to his ass not only get a twitch of his hips and a trembling body pressing on her, but also a rather loud moan. He's letting out such an embarrassing sound... It's undignified! He'll have to mess around with the avatar's sensitivity settings later. But as of right now, it probably doesn't help- in fact, might even strengthens the image of how submissive he's being.
Ignoring the undignified sound he just made himself, Soundwave pushes himself closer to Monika, throbbing cock squeezing between. It doesn't hurt despite the heightened sensitivity, thankfully, but it definitely feels good. He moves his hips and rubs his cock on her, smearing pre on both their abdomens. Only for Monika to then shift his member between her thighs. Surprise, but he quickly goes back to humping his hips on her. It's so much softer; her thighs pressing together with his cock wedged in between, and there's also her wet, wanting warmth smearing on his cock. That's way too good. Another moan threatens to his lips, but he quickly stifles it by biting down his lower lips, channeling a whine instead.
The worries certainly has disappear now, but it's still astounding that he's able to make her feel good when he's been awkward most of the time.
He rests his head on her shoulder, to hide the embarrassment and shamefulness written all over on his face, while his hips are unable to stop from humping against Monika. He does slow down at the question, though.]
Ah... Yes. [Romantic is good. He lifts his head up, lips pressing against her ear, whispering with a breathy tone.] Of course, Monika.
[His tone makes himself sound subservient to Monika, more than he intended to.
Wouldn't that mean he'll have the leave the softness of her thighs, though? Ah, he can deal with that temporarily. The bed is just over there. So, he'll pull himself out. With their hands still linked together, Soundwave brings her over to the bed while occasionally casts a glance at her breasts, before sitting himself on the edge of the bed, catching himself staring at her wet pussy for a second before forcing himself to meet her face.]
[ Shockingly, she says nothing to all that. No jokes about his indignation. No giggling about his extreme sensitivity. Nothing about how increasingly meek he's been acting, how desperately he kept pumping his cock in and out. Every single intoxicating noise, each shiver, all the subservience she's forever seeking in others. Nothing.
Only when he pulls away from her ear does she seem to respond, mainly because she's missing out on pleasure, too. She glances down at herself while he guides her to her bed, taking a moment to touch her stomach with intense fascination. There it was, a swirl of their desire smeared all over her. Her tongue darts across her lips, craving a taste. The thought of that makes her throb, draws out more of an ache in her clit that had swelled further from his attention.
There's no consideration necessary. Once he's sitting, she eases him further back into the luxurious bed, just so he's not completely on the edge, and then she's in his lap, thighs straddling his, her wet heat crashing against his needy erection. A corner of her mouth rises before she pulls up their hands and kisses the back of his. ]
How's this? Just as nice as earlier in the garage?
[ Monika shoves at him, wanting him on his back. As she sinks deeper into her land of fantasy, she muses on how many times she imagined doing something like this to the Player once the time was right. A small favor to pay them back for being so perfect and sweet, showing them just how much she could take care of them while taking care of herself.
Her ponytail slithers across her shoulders as she smiles down at him, eyes alight with mischievous glee. Maybe he can't keep staring between her legs as much, but her chest remains on full display. As observant as she is, she knows he was staring at both. She also knows she wants to use it to her advantage. ]
[It's not until their bodies met that realization hits him how touch starved he truly is. Sure, he's with a human rather than a Cybertronian, but the desires remain regardless of who or what. The sensation of... Flesh, not metal. Flushed bodies pressing, grinding, being close to one another. Hips pressing against hips. Those were sensations he didn't realize he's been missing.
Shameful as he is to admit, he desires Monika, as does his body. And thus, when her pussy returns to pressing against his cock, it doesn't take long for his hips to begin to rock back and forth, grinding against Monika's wet desires needily.]
It is..... Just as n-nice, yes. For entirely different reason.
[So difficult to admit that he's enjoying this. However, he's managed it even if he may have stumbled a little in the end.
Soundwave is easily shoved down to his back, bouncing a little on the soft bed, eyes looking up at her. Ah... This position isn't bad, either.
As much as he tries to keep his gaze on Monika's mischievous face, his eyes are still drawn to her chest. It's... Getting increasingly difficult for him to not look at them. Perhaps if he hadn't felt them earlier, his head rested in between, he wouldn't be yearning for the soft mounds as much.
And he isn't sure how long he can keep his hands to himself.]
.... I think I will. Your breasts.
[Not long evidently.
His hands press against her breasts, squeezing more than before, kneading and fondling with excitement he's not shown before. A little at how his fingers sink so easily into the softness. Not harsh, he reminds himself.
Even with the indignant look staying on his face, he doesn't seek to cause pain to her. Maybe a little bit of pain can enchance the pleasurable experience, but before he could try something like that, he'll have to find out her tolerance first. She may not be like him who can endure a lot.
So, he experiments with his forefingers and thumbs pinching her nipples first, figuring that may be a sensitive spot for humans. Some tweaking. Then some gentle pulling. He seeks to get a reaction out of her and subtly watches her face if she's feeling good from this.]
[ He's missed these sensations. She's learning just how damn good they are, since she hasn't had the opportunity to miss them. That makes it as special as it is intense. However, it can also make unexpected things hit harder, so once he pulls his swerve on her-- ]
A-Ah! Hnngh! That's not what I meant--!
[ Congrats, this sudden battle to get one over on each other (that she's created in her head) is going in his favor now. Monika's chest jerks forward into his hands, allowing him more access to crush to his heart's content. Because, oh, does it feel good. It's as sensitive as he surmised. And once he starts pinching, tweaking, pulling...
Her back arches, and her hips begin moving of their own accord, drawing out more pleasure from her clit grinding along his length. And already, her cheeks are flush with ecstasy, and he's barely given her a preview of what more he can do. Already, she can tell that, greedy little thing she is, she wants more.
But, as always, she doesn't like to be tipping towards being the loser, so once the initial shock's worn off, her head drops back down to give him an even more mischievous look. Maybe even a touch demented. ]
You think you're so subtle, don't you?
[ With a quiet snicker, a few huffs of pleasure mixed in with it, she leans down and pays him back in turn. She can crush his chest just as easily. He can get the same treatment to his breasts, though she's not doing as good of a job at holding back. ]
Maybe I'll come see you down there now. [ She pushes further into his hands while giving his nipples sharp pinches. ] Wouldn't you love to touch me like this with your real hands~?
[ Future!Monika's going to be a little horrified at herself when she thinks back on this moment, to put it lightly. ]
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Which she is. She's highly, highly anxious. He hasn't let go of her hand! His head is on her chest! But...he looks almost peaceful there. It calms her further to know he could be this comfortable around her already, especially in contrast to how he was when they first met.
There must be something softer there under all that hard metal. She wants to discover more of what lies below. ]
Everything okay?
[ She asks it softly. With his ear pressed in that closely, she's hoping that's enough not to overwhelm his heightened hearing. ]
If you need me to move or anything...
[ Her voice trails off. There's a sudden urge to touch his hair. It might make this better for him. For her, too, since that's what she always pictured happening in a moment like this. But that level of intimacy is...
Instead, she squeezes his hand back to curb the temptation. It's enough. It'll have to be. ]
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He's not any close to feeling sleepy, but... he feels like he could sleep like this, on Monika while as his avatar. Is... that weird? He couldn't remember if he ever rested on someone else's chest before. His smaller friends definitely had, and it had felt great before.
Ah, no... What is he even thinking? He just wanted to listen to her heartbeat, isn't he? The slow thump against his ear. It's loud but also comfortable. It's just... comfort. Comfort he didn't know he needed until now.
Ah, she asked a question, didn't she?]
No, this is fine... Everything is okay.
[He's so comfortable that he doesn't feel like moving. So comfortable that he wanted to be close to Monika. His mind would've hesitated, but not his body. Gingerly, his other arm wraps around her waist, fingers lightly brushing up against her spine. All the while he has a peaceful look on his face.]
So this is how a human's heart sound... [It's nice; he could listen to this and stay for a while. No, he wants to stay, and that's why he's absentmindedly nuzzling against her chest.]
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Just one simple little touch and...it feels good.
She swallows hard, almost afraid to look down again, but some unseen force pushes her head down and she does it anyway. The nuzzling is even more overwhelming. This was spiraling out of control so quickly, she's getting dizzy. This time, it is not the alcohol. ]
Y-You must really like it, huh?
[ There's a sad attempt at a giggle, but it barely makes it past her throat. This isn't a time where she can cope with humor. She clutches his hand tighter, struggling to keep herself grounded. The other sits limply at her side, torn between pushing at him or giving in to touching him more in return. ]
Maybe don't use me as the basis for what a human's supposed to sound like, though?
[ Yes, she still can't get over her hang-ups with that. ]
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"Don't use her as the basis?"
That gets his eyes to open and looks up at Monika, still resting on her chest, seemingly not wanting to let go of her. Perhaps he should, but he couldn't find the will to move away, especially when she's clutching his hand.]
What do you mean?
[Isn't she human? Or is there something he's missing.]
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[ At least it's a little easier to keep focus now. Every single touch of his was too, too good. She's going nuts trying to convince herself not to like it. He's not the Player. She can't.
Funny how she's now glad to use an uncomfortable topic as a distraction. Vaguely. There's hardly any room to focus with him still so damn close. ]
I mean, I wasn't human before, so...or was I? Am I one now? I don't know. [ Her chest tightens, and she feels an unfamiliar sensation she really doesn't like. ] I'm so confused.
[ Her voice cracks on the next words. ] I hate it.
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Reluctant as he is to leave the comfort, he forces himself to abandon Monika's chest, so he could properly meet her eyes. Though he still stay close enough for their hands to remain linked.]
I do not know what you thought of yourself before, but.... I can say for certain that you are. Right now, you are human. Alive and human.
[Gently, his hand rests on Monika's chest.]
This right here... is proof of that.
[Not just her beating heart, but also the emotions he felt from her. Otherwise? If he couldn't feel any emotions from her, then she's no different or better than a simple AI or drone. If she was one, he wouldn't be staying here with Monika.]
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Her heart pounds under his hand, and she forces herself to stare back into his eyes. After a while, it's not too difficult. This close up, they're mesmerizing. They've got her on a hook, slowly dragging her in. Any arguments she had fade away into them. ]
Thank you...
[ She reaches up and places her hand on his, squeezing it over her chest. With every heartbeat, their connection grows, and the tightness she felt is replaced with yearning. Want. Because someone's validated her. Someone understands her.
Her other hand's unconsciously slid up to his cheek. It takes her an age and a half to realize her gaze had drifted down to his mouth. She bites her lower lip, finding herself fighting another wild urge. It's feeling like a losing battle.
The battle of holding in her words ends much faster. They clumsily tumble out. ]
Have you ever kissed someone?
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Her chest on his hand feels soft, though. As it's being squeezed down over her chest, he unconsciously gropes her. Nothing more than a gentle grope, but a part of him finds her... wanting? That's a... new feeling. It must be... No, he doesn't believe it's the alcohol anymore.
His gaze remains unbroken, even after Monika already shifted hers, until her other hand is on his cheek. His eyes shift down to it, then back to Monika to see her eyes looking elsewhere. Tempted to ask, but he couldn't word his own question before Monika did, and her question comes out at the same time he realizes where her eyes focused on. At the question, his lips part to answer... Has he?]
I... [A beat] It has been a long time since I have. I've forgotten how it feel...
[So does a number of things that relate to the physical. Intimacy. Pleasure. The questions. Where her eyes are gazing at. He may be socially awkward, but he isn't stupid. He knows where this is going.
He's still not sure if the alcohol is affecting his brave decision, or if spurred by Monika's own emotions. Regardless of which, he leans forward. Slowly. Gradually. He's getting close to her face... But he stops. He doesn't complete it, but his lips are close to hers- just a few inches away -if Monika leans in.]
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She pushes his hand in harder, shifting it completely over her breast. There are more of those pleasurable tingles, and that new sensation returns, stronger. He'll probably sense all of her muddled feelings melding into a deeper want, a hungry desire, something that scares and excites her simultaneously.
He's closer. Closer. Too close. A breath apart, just like the quick, quivery breaths he can easily feel hitting his lips. Just one little push, and they could be as one. ]
Let me help you rememb...
[ The sentence goes unfinished, ended by her lips meeting his. He could remember. She could discover. So many questions could be answered. ]
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The warm quivery breath hitting his lips starts the process of recollection. She's nervous. He's nervous, too. It's been a long time- possibly millions of years ago that everything they might do tonight would be considered his first time.
But he's able to hide his own quiver better, tightening his hold on her hand as neurocircuits start to flare up. The nervousness is short-lived the moment Monika presses her lips onto his. Soundwave squeezes both her breast and hand, but then relaxes them, pressing back.
With a soft, shaky exhale through his nose, he closes his eyes, slowly remembering, cherishing it.
For now, he keeps the kiss chaste. He doesn't hunger for it- right now, he wouldn't, as there's an opportunity for that. The night is long. Instead, he wants to take things slow and seeks to not overwhelm what is likely Monika's first time.
He doesn't know a whole lot about the human body, even with a convenient human avatar to learn from. He would have to ask Monika when the opportunity arises, if she desired more. He does know one thing- something he just learned moments ago. Judging from her reaction shortly before the kiss, her breasts seem like a point of pleasure, coping a feel of her full breast. Then, very carefully and gently, he fondles her breast with his hand, occasionally giving her a squeeze.]
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Every movement of their lips, every touch of his, it licks against her skin like hot fire. She wants to wince away from the pain, but also craves every burn. Worse yet, what she feels only continues to intensify instead of lulling, as if someone's tossing fuel into what'll soon be a raging inferno. It makes her clutch his cheek harder, whimpering against his lips.
He won't have to ask, at this rate. She already knows she wants more.
And more he gives when his hand encapsulates her breast and squeezes. She trembles harder, pressing up into his grasp, her hardened nipple poking out through all the layers of fabric. That definitely feels good, more than she expected it would, even with clothing in the way. How much deeper into madness would he drive her if it wasn't in the way? Would that alone make her crumble?
Monika turns her head away, breaking the kiss. Nothing's wrong, she just needs to catch her breath. An impossible task. Especially as the hand she had on his cheek trails lower and lower, her head swimming with how bold she's being. ]
Can I...touch you, too? Do you like being touched?
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His chest tightens the longer the kiss goes on, yet he can't find the will to remove himself, either. It feels too good. This feeling his body has long since forgotten.
Both the physical and emotional make him crave her lips more. To stay for however long with their lips pressing against one another. Except the kiss ends short (to him) when Monika suddenly turns her head away. Soundwave pulls himself up and looks down at her, eyes slightly widened in surprise. Thankfully, the surprise is short-lived when he sees Monika simply catching her breath. ... Of course. Humans needed air to survive, don't they? He's forgotten such a basic fact about them. For a second, he thought that he's done something wrong.
With a sigh of relieved, Soundwave leans down to her neck instead to press a series of kisses to her there.
Does he like being touched? Outside of this context, he answer would've been a no. But even then, that would answer be a lie. He does yearn for touch... when it comes from someone special. And a friend is who he'd consider special.]
I do. I want to remember. [He speaks in a hushed tone, blowing warm air onto her neck.] I want to learn more.
[About Monika. About her body. About pleasing her. Soundwave lets go of the hand he's been holding. Only for a brief moment, before he comes back to intertwine their fingers together, clutching hard. For his other hand on her breasts, he brushes his thumb over the nub poking the fabric, curiously.
Her hand moving down the contour of his body gives him goosebumps, body visibly shivering when she reaches down to his breast. His own nipples start to erect under the bodysuit- an utterly new feeling -the material not doing much to dull the warm, flush skin of his avatar's body.
Speaking of the avatar's body, there's something he needed to ask before going further. It's embarrassing to even ask, face as red as it can be, because he wasn't expecting to get physical tonight.]
Monika, I... am aware that humans have different genitals. [He never really cared about what his avatar's gender is. Still doesn't, but he gets the feeling there's some sort of expectations down there according to a human's gender.] I am currently using the form of a human female. However, I can... have either one. Or both. Ours... should be somewhat familiar with human males, I think.
[A small hint to what his avatar's defaulted to. It's such a strange thing to bring up, but he doesn't want to surprise Monika.]
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She takes another one of those breaks to deal with her human functions very much malfunctioning. ]
Good. [ Breathe in. Breathe out. ] Because I--I want to.
[ She shouldn't. He's a friend. But...she wants to. What she wants always trumps what's right.
After reacting to his curious touch, anyway. Her head tilts back as she bites her lip, thighs pressing together when a throb rocks her. She grips his hand back just as hard, and it dizzies her more, how soft that is, holding hands while doing this. How romantic...
He's speaking again. Her head comes forward, eyes hazy. She does better with listening this time, her eyebrows going up slightly behind her bangs. And unfortunately, she giggles in surprise. ]
Okay?
[ Oh, jeez. That probably makes her seem insensitive! She quickly sobers up enough to explain herself better. ]
S-Sorry! I just mean...I don't care. That's never mattered to me. Even if you couldn't change it? That's fine. All that matters to me... [ Her hand slides to the center of his chest, where a heart like hers would be. ] ...is what's in here.
[ She turns her head to kiss his cheek, giving his hand a squeeze. ] Whoever you are as a human, as a Cybertronian...it's beautiful to me.
[ Another bold move. Temporarily forgetting her own pleasure, she draws her fingers down his abdomen, hesitating for a moment, then they dip lower, slotting between his legs. While there are shrieks of fear in her head, she presses on, rubbing experimentally. He's reacted how she would expect a human to so far. Would he do the same with this? ]
Just be you. For me.
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That isn't at all an answer he was expecting. Thankfully, Monika explained herself, otherwise he would've felt silly. Once again, it seems he's overthinking stuff.
There's so many differences between a human and a Cybertronian, yet they are some similarities too, as they continue to explore each other's body. The crotch is a good idea for where the erogenous zone as a start. And as Monika may find, he does indeed react the same way as a human would. Perhaps more sensitive than a human.
Her bold move earns a quiet "ah!" escaping his lips, hips jerking and thighs pressing together before he relaxes and spreads his legs to allow her hand rubbing his sex. It causes him to cease his own work on her, temporarily mind. This is all new; recollecting the feeling, trying to get used to the avatar's sensitivity and the hand rubbing between his legs. Once he does, he starts to roll his hips along.
Eventually, an erection starts to rise under the body suit, poking against the material uncomfortably. Soundwave pulls himself away so their eyes can meet again.]
I... I can do that.
[Frankly, he's touched by her words earlier. Whatever worries and doubts that has been plaguing his addled mind is gone now, thanks to Monika reaffirmation. He's still mindful of his friend's comfort, but this allows him to take a bold approach as well.
He's been squeezing and fondling her breast for a while now. He wonders just how she feels without the fabric being in the way.
Tentatively abandoning her soft breast, his hand moves to unbutton her blouse. Not fully, just a few buttons from the top so he can slip a hand under to cop a feel.]
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That thought needs to go away for now. Her mind will keep stumbling over it if she doesn't push it away. Soundwave is someone special. That's enough.
With that problem solved, she can focus on what's important--just him, reacting to her. She can't tell he's more sensitive, since she has absolutely zero baseline to go off. She has a similar moment to his earlier one, however, where her hand jerks and she inwardly frets, wondering if she'd done something wrong when he reacts so strongly to her initial touch. Worry quickly shifts to intrigue when she finds she didn't mess up. He must like it, and--oh. That's. Her cheeks light up as he hardens against her hand. What else did you expect, dummy? comes her sardonic thought, but she shoves it aside into the "forget about until later" pile.
Their eyes meet. She wonders what she'd need to do to feel him without the suit in the way. Her fingers press around his length, but-- ]
Wait, I--
[ Too late. Before she can contemplate anything further, it's his turn to be bold. Her hands snap to the couch to dig her fingers into the plush cushions, and her chest heaves as he plucks each button open. Almost, almost, and... ]
A-Ah...!
[ A sharp breath hisses in through her teeth after her loud cry. Talk about sensitive. All she can focus on is his hand reigniting the flames even higher than before. Without thought, she claps a hand between her legs, pressing through her skirt, as if that'll help contain how intense things have gotten down there. She's learning. Her body is responding more than ever, and now she knows exactly where it's happening.
These clothes needed to go. Already, she's not sure how much longer she can take them being in the way. ]
Can we, ah. Can we g-get, um, undressed?
[ Nice. She didn't manage to completely make a fool of herself when stammering that out. ]
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Then, the softness in his hand, under her bra. He exhales a breath he didn't know he's been holding in until now. Worry initially rises up at her cry, but he immediately quiets that down when he can tell she's just as excited and intense inside.
At her request, Soundwave breaks his attention away from her cleavage and looks back up at her in the eyes, before giving her a nod.]
Ah... Yes.
[The bodysuit was getting uncomfortably hot.
Hesitant as he is to do so, he needs to let go so they both can undress, and so he slips his hand out but not before giving her another teasing squeeze. Soundwave has a faster way of undressing- his clothes dematerializes in pixels, much like his visor disappear earlier. Now there's nothing to hide; no mask to cover his face (not that he's been wearing it since entering room), no ridiculously huge hoodie jacket. The avatar's body is curvaceous, perky breasts, and a half-erected penis.
He's really tempted to bring his hand down to hide the embarrassing bits. Except, he'd look silly doing so, which is why he's not hiding anything.
Soundwave folds his arms together and shifts his red gaze away from her, cheeks flushing red, fingers squeezing his own arms to hide how much he's shaking. Excitement? Nervousness? Both... These aren't feelings he typically felt before. He's not even sure why he's embarrassed too, as this naked body isn't technically his. But he eventually glances at Monika, bashfully, waiting for her to get undressed herself.]
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Ah. Too late. As she recovers from the last touch of his hand, she's thrown into yet another whirlwind of overwhelming emotions and sensations when he's suddenly naked. There's no stopping it--she openly stares, and stares, and stares. What a feast for the eyes, one she wants to keep gorging herself on, but...she needs to get on with it. ]
Ahaha, wow. [ She pulls her hand from between her legs, reaching out for a touch, but she shyly retracts it before making contact. ] I never thought I'd miss being able to change clothes like that...
[ Which means having to do it the manual way is going to make this harder. She licks her dry lips, struggling for something to seize as a distraction, to at least make things bearable.
...When in doubt, be a pain. She stands, peering back at him with a sneaky little smile, though it's weakened by her obvious nervousness. ]
You're not doing a great job of convincing me you're not adorable and sweet, you know. Look at you, so shy...
[ She's one to talk. Halfway through removing her blouse, she turns away, forcing him to stare at her back while she pulls it off and lets it fall. Hopefully he won't call her out on that after her teasing. And, really, she can say it was to build the anticipation! It's totally a striptease!
With shaking hands, next is her skirt, floating down her hips and piling on the floor around her feet. Just two more bits. She takes a breath, reaching behind her back to unhook her lacy bra. One strap down her arm, then another, and that joins her other clothes. Just one more...
Her hands are shaking harder when they pull at the top of the dainty, equally-lacy wisp of fabric that's meant to be underwear (thanks a lot, staff, really subtle with what you were doing there). She doesn't mean to be seductive with it, but it takes her quite some time to bend over and slide them down her legs. With it being the last piece, and the one that's going to expose her more than ever, the nervousness attacked ruthlessly.
And look, even funnier--she's got one arm pressed over her chest, thighs clenching together tightly while her other hand's trapped between them. She's barely able to meet his eyes as she turns herself back to face him, her pace achingly slow. Once again, what a damn hypocrite.
Which, speaking of...more jokes! ]
I have no idea why you're like this. Weren't you basically naked in the parking garage? This is...no different...
[ Projection much? ]
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[There's that tsundere response. However, he doesn't tease her for being a hypocrite there. No, he's... A little distracted when Monika starts undressing.
Ah, what's this exciting feeling in his chest? It's so different than when they were kissing and touching each other through clothes. Nervousness? Excitement? Fear? It's a concoction of emotions swirling like a typhoon in his chest. He doesn't know what a striptease is-- after all, his kind doesn't wear clothes. There's no such thing or an equivalent. However, very quickly he understands. Both anticipation and trepidation rise in him.
With Monika's back turned to him, he can't hide how foolish he may be looking right now, staring openly at Monika, just as she did to him. His eyes follow her hands, watching her remove her shirt, then the skirt... She looks so... soft with the clothes no longer being in the way. His breath hitches when she begins taking off her bra and panties.
He's still staring at Monika with a dumbfounded look in his eyes, jumping in place when he hears her talk, then awkwardly shuffling in place.]
Yes, it is. I wasn't showing off my... Privates.
[Look at him, too dignified to say cock. Or 'spike,' rather, as the slang is called. Speaking of, his erection rises a little after Monika's striptease. The show was a little more tantalizing than he would ever expect. Mentally, he takes notes of this, if he ever want to try out a striptease himself next time. Thanks, Monika!
With a slow inhale and exhale, Soundwave forces himself to step forward. He stops in front of Monika, forcing himself to stare at her, even when they aren't meeting their eyes. For a good moment, he doesn't say anything, not knowing what to say or do.
He knows he's being awkward right now. He should say something, anything!]
.... I can't hold your hands.
[Perfect. Though he says that, with his arms still folded and hands gripped onto his own arms to hide the shaking. At least he has an amazing poker face.... If you ignore how burning red his cheeks are.]
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Did you like it? When I was in your lap? So close to your...privates~?
[ The last word's said teasingly, but she's no better. Trying to get anything like "cock" out of her mouth was going to take some time and effort. Either that, or way more alcohol.
He comes closer. It's a struggle at first, making herself stare back, but she manages it. What a sight to behold, someone who'd been so intent to hide behind their mask, laid bare for her. Someone who was willing to share this moment with her--and as her possessive side hopes, stirring from its slumber--only her.
One of her hands moves, then the other, then they slide against each of his and take hold, gently tugging. If she can't hide, neither can he. She just hopes he doesn't mind the slight dampness that transferred to some of her fingers from pressing against her folds so hard. Oof, probably should've tried to subtly wipe them off before going for a romantic handhold.
Oh well. It's a minor thing. It doesn't take away from this moment. ]
Ahaha. You really are adorable...
[ Monika comes in closer, trying to interlock their fingers. Another inch, then another, and their bodies begin to meet. She glances down briefly as his cock begins to brush up against her. Did he like watching her undress that much? Maybe she's overthinking it.
Back to looking at his eyes. Their bodies are soon nearly flush together as she continues coaxing him to open up to her further. ]
But you can't hold anything if you don't let go, Soundwave.
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[He can't even answer her question from sheer embarrassment. He does like it. He loves it! And that's why he has a difficult time saying it. Whereas Monika is gaining confidence, Soundwave is dying from embarrassment. Though he can't say that he dislikes the tease (or even as annoyed by it) and the dirty talk, or the confidence she's showing.
It doesn't take much to coax Soundwave to open his hands to her, fortunately. There's some hesitance at first, before he makes himself interlock fingers with her, giving her hands a squeeze. The dampness on her fingers aren't worth mentioning, but that means she must've felt good earlier, right. That is a good thing, right?
His gaze drift down to her bare breasts and further down to her pussy. Then, his breathing hitches again when their bodies are pressed together. Ah ... She's so soft. Soundwave tries to calm himself down, though. Inhales and exhales. Ugh.... He must look lame and embarrassing right now.
Calling him adorable still gets a little tsundere grumble but he also dip his head down, trying to hide how flushed his face is, looking a little submissive to her. Which isn't a role he dislikes, either....]
You're right.
[It's a little difficult for him to open up immediately. It's a slow process with him, but some coaxing will be enough to get to act.
Tentatively, he presses his flush body against Monika, cock sandwiched between them. Hopefully Monika doesn't mind the precum leaking on her stomach.]
I... Ashamed as I am to admit it, I hope you do not mind my inexperience. My... Body might eventually remember, but this is my first with a human. So, if it's possible for you to guide me...
[He knows it's Monika's first time, too, but... Maybe she knows more about a human body than he does.]
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What? There's no way she's going to stop. ]
Isn't that something? [ She releases one of his hands, brushing her fingers under his chin and turning his face back so he can't look away. ] You could crush me if you wanted to, but now I'm not so sure you ever could~
[ His avatar's got an inch on her, but she feels much taller now, towering over him like his true form does for her. Her grip on his chin tightens slightly, and she moves in for a kiss, something more fervent than anything they've done up to this point. Being one of his firsts makes her feel incredibly superior when combined with his increasing submissiveness. Who needs anything like an aphrodisiac when the heady rush of that much power worked just as well?
As they kiss, the hand under his chin drops down and is soon pushing at his lower back, bringing them closer. She doesn't seem bothered by the slick way his cock slides around against her. Maybe she's even trying to encourage it to keep happening. ]
Don't be ashamed. [ Her voice is a little lower, deeper. Far more sensual than she knew she was capable of. ] I don't know anything, either. We can learn together.
[ Her heart pounds with excitement, then as she squeezes the hand still linked with hers, the one on his back slides down to his ass, squeezing there, too. Pushing him closer, closer, until it seems like she's trying to meld them together permanently. Then, with a shift of one leg, it helps to slot his cock between her thighs. She bites her lip, moaning quietly at the soft, wet noise of him gliding through her folds. If he had any worries about how good she's been feeling, that should make them disappear. ]
Come to my bed...?
[ She'd still like for things to be romantic, okay. ]
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I still coul--
[His soft but indignant response melts immediately in the kiss. His eyes wide at her taking the initiative without any prompting from his side. It's not a bad thing of course, nor is the hand on his chin or how she tightened her grip there, forcing his head to stay fixed in place. A low moan slips out of his throat in the kiss, pressing back deeply as can be. His free hand rests on Monika's waist, rubbing up and down over her curvature. When it ends, Soundwave sucks back the trail of saliva that bridged between them, staring at her with furrowed brows. A mix of indignance and infatuation to the girl before him.
It may be the alcohol also helping to ease him up a little, but it does say something about the level of trust he's allowed for Monika to essentially act superior to him, even if he may not admit it out loud.
The squeeze to his ass not only get a twitch of his hips and a trembling body pressing on her, but also a rather loud moan. He's letting out such an embarrassing sound... It's undignified! He'll have to mess around with the avatar's sensitivity settings later. But as of right now, it probably doesn't help- in fact, might even strengthens the image of how submissive he's being.
Ignoring the undignified sound he just made himself, Soundwave pushes himself closer to Monika, throbbing cock squeezing between. It doesn't hurt despite the heightened sensitivity, thankfully, but it definitely feels good. He moves his hips and rubs his cock on her, smearing pre on both their abdomens. Only for Monika to then shift his member between her thighs. Surprise, but he quickly goes back to humping his hips on her. It's so much softer; her thighs pressing together with his cock wedged in between, and there's also her wet, wanting warmth smearing on his cock. That's way too good. Another moan threatens to his lips, but he quickly stifles it by biting down his lower lips, channeling a whine instead.
The worries certainly has disappear now, but it's still astounding that he's able to make her feel good when he's been awkward most of the time.
He rests his head on her shoulder, to hide the embarrassment and shamefulness written all over on his face, while his hips are unable to stop from humping against Monika. He does slow down at the question, though.]
Ah... Yes. [Romantic is good. He lifts his head up, lips pressing against her ear, whispering with a breathy tone.] Of course, Monika.
[His tone makes himself sound subservient to Monika, more than he intended to.
Wouldn't that mean he'll have the leave the softness of her thighs, though? Ah, he can deal with that temporarily. The bed is just over there. So, he'll pull himself out. With their hands still linked together, Soundwave brings her over to the bed while occasionally casts a glance at her breasts, before sitting himself on the edge of the bed, catching himself staring at her wet pussy for a second before forcing himself to meet her face.]
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Only when he pulls away from her ear does she seem to respond, mainly because she's missing out on pleasure, too. She glances down at herself while he guides her to her bed, taking a moment to touch her stomach with intense fascination. There it was, a swirl of their desire smeared all over her. Her tongue darts across her lips, craving a taste. The thought of that makes her throb, draws out more of an ache in her clit that had swelled further from his attention.
There's no consideration necessary. Once he's sitting, she eases him further back into the luxurious bed, just so he's not completely on the edge, and then she's in his lap, thighs straddling his, her wet heat crashing against his needy erection. A corner of her mouth rises before she pulls up their hands and kisses the back of his. ]
How's this? Just as nice as earlier in the garage?
[ Monika shoves at him, wanting him on his back. As she sinks deeper into her land of fantasy, she muses on how many times she imagined doing something like this to the Player once the time was right. A small favor to pay them back for being so perfect and sweet, showing them just how much she could take care of them while taking care of herself.
Her ponytail slithers across her shoulders as she smiles down at him, eyes alight with mischievous glee. Maybe he can't keep staring between her legs as much, but her chest remains on full display. As observant as she is, she knows he was staring at both. She also knows she wants to use it to her advantage. ]
Gonna crush me now~?
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Shameful as he is to admit, he desires Monika, as does his body. And thus, when her pussy returns to pressing against his cock, it doesn't take long for his hips to begin to rock back and forth, grinding against Monika's wet desires needily.]
It is..... Just as n-nice, yes. For entirely different reason.
[So difficult to admit that he's enjoying this. However, he's managed it even if he may have stumbled a little in the end.
Soundwave is easily shoved down to his back, bouncing a little on the soft bed, eyes looking up at her. Ah... This position isn't bad, either.
As much as he tries to keep his gaze on Monika's mischievous face, his eyes are still drawn to her chest. It's... Getting increasingly difficult for him to not look at them. Perhaps if he hadn't felt them earlier, his head rested in between, he wouldn't be yearning for the soft mounds as much.
And he isn't sure how long he can keep his hands to himself.]
.... I think I will. Your breasts.
[Not long evidently.
His hands press against her breasts, squeezing more than before, kneading and fondling with excitement he's not shown before. A little at how his fingers sink so easily into the softness. Not harsh, he reminds himself.
Even with the indignant look staying on his face, he doesn't seek to cause pain to her. Maybe a little bit of pain can enchance the pleasurable experience, but before he could try something like that, he'll have to find out her tolerance first. She may not be like him who can endure a lot.
So, he experiments with his forefingers and thumbs pinching her nipples first, figuring that may be a sensitive spot for humans. Some tweaking. Then some gentle pulling. He seeks to get a reaction out of her and subtly watches her face if she's feeling good from this.]
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A-Ah! Hnngh! That's not what I meant--!
[ Congrats, this sudden battle to get one over on each other (that she's created in her head) is going in his favor now. Monika's chest jerks forward into his hands, allowing him more access to crush to his heart's content. Because, oh, does it feel good. It's as sensitive as he surmised. And once he starts pinching, tweaking, pulling...
Her back arches, and her hips begin moving of their own accord, drawing out more pleasure from her clit grinding along his length. And already, her cheeks are flush with ecstasy, and he's barely given her a preview of what more he can do. Already, she can tell that, greedy little thing she is, she wants more.
But, as always, she doesn't like to be tipping towards being the loser, so once the initial shock's worn off, her head drops back down to give him an even more mischievous look. Maybe even a touch demented. ]
You think you're so subtle, don't you?
[ With a quiet snicker, a few huffs of pleasure mixed in with it, she leans down and pays him back in turn. She can crush his chest just as easily. He can get the same treatment to his breasts, though she's not doing as good of a job at holding back. ]
Maybe I'll come see you down there now. [ She pushes further into his hands while giving his nipples sharp pinches. ] Wouldn't you love to touch me like this with your real hands~?
[ Future!Monika's going to be a little horrified at herself when she thinks back on this moment, to put it lightly. ]
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cw for knifeplay/violence jic
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disaster duo lmao
can't spell disaster without some letters of their names 😎
true im dying laughing at this
same, because it takes real skill to make the afterglow more disastrous than the sex
omg it just gets worse and worse monika pls
monika logic™ at its finest!
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