[He sees the punch coming and immediately he goes to bite his lower lips, channeling a whine instead, shivering in pain. Primus that hurts.... Still, he won't give her the satisfaction yet. After his show of resistance, he's not going to give her any satisfaction until she forced him to relent and have him bow under her foot---
What. What is she talking about?
Confusion colors his expression first when she insinuates that he's different when no one's listening. But then, she brings up when someone's asleep next to him. No, there's no way. Is she talking about earlier today? No way she heard what he's said his whole spark out to her-- she didn't even react when she woke up!
Surprise flits over his face when realization hits what Monika is referring to. That morning.... What he said to her in the morning-- When they slept together--]
No, you couldn't have--
[Her breasts are up against his chin. So easy to tilt down and feel , but no, he won't give in so easily. He's supposed to be stubbornly resisting her still, even though his abdomen is pressing up to feel the wet core rubbing on him. The wet warmth he's been asking for....
It's difficult to tell how hard he's blushing given how red his cheeks are already, but it's plain to see that he's frazzled by this particular callout. If there's anything Soundwave loathes is being called a coward. Sure, it's embarrassing to admit to what she said to her on that morning, believing her to be asleep, but he'd rather feel embarrassed and humiliated for this than be called a coward.]
What of it?
[He then raises his voice, loud enough so that other people in the flower field can hear his words. He'll show her how he isn't a coward.]
I find you cute! You are the cutest being I've ever met in this resort! What of it?
[He finally admits to one among hundreds of other things he'd rather keep to himself. Call him a coward now after that. He dares her!]
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What. What is she talking about?
Confusion colors his expression first when she insinuates that he's different when no one's listening. But then, she brings up when someone's asleep next to him. No, there's no way. Is she talking about earlier today? No way she heard what he's said his whole spark out to her-- she didn't even react when she woke up!
Surprise flits over his face when realization hits what Monika is referring to. That morning.... What he said to her in the morning-- When they slept together--]
No, you couldn't have--
[Her breasts are up against his chin. So easy to tilt down and feel , but no, he won't give in so easily. He's supposed to be stubbornly resisting her still, even though his abdomen is pressing up to feel the wet core rubbing on him. The wet warmth he's been asking for....
It's difficult to tell how hard he's blushing given how red his cheeks are already, but it's plain to see that he's frazzled by this particular callout. If there's anything Soundwave loathes is being called a coward. Sure, it's embarrassing to admit to what she said to her on that morning, believing her to be asleep, but he'd rather feel embarrassed and humiliated for this than be called a coward.]
What of it?
[He then raises his voice, loud enough so that other people in the flower field can hear his words. He'll show her how he isn't a coward.]
I find you cute! You are the cutest being I've ever met in this resort! What of it?
[He finally admits to one among hundreds of other things he'd rather keep to himself. Call him a coward now after that. He dares her!]