[A weak moan leaves his mouth as his cock prematurely spurts out cum inside her. For a second, he loses all control of his body when she fully envelopes his cock in her and her hands tightening around his neck. It's only for a second, and Soundwave regains some amount of consciousness to hold himself back from cumming more into. He can hold for much longer...
It's purely instinctual when she begins to choke him, one hand grabbing her arm while the remain on her asscheek, griping hard. Hard enough for his nails to pierce her soft flesh, blood trickling down. She's riding him fast. Good. Slow and gentle may have its moment, but this moment isn't suitable for that. He wanted it to be rough, just as rough as she roughed him up.
The wet sound of her hips rapidly slamming down against him, the incredible sound of sex they're making is music to his ears, and.... he hopes that the choking noises he's making is music to hers, as well.
His teeth clench as the squeeze around his neck tightens, eyes roll back behind lid as he struggles to maintain consiousness in his avatar. Tears roll down his cheek with the gradual increase of intensity, drool and blood leaks out of the corner of his mouth, and his mouth hangs open, struggling to get any words out. Yet, he doesn't struggle much, like everything else before. So, perhaps it may not come as a surprise as to what his answer to her question will be.]
Y... Y-yeessh~
[His answer would've been immediate, if not for it being difficult to get his voice out that isn't just him choking or struggling to get a moan out. It's... an oddly pleasant feeling that he shouldn't be having. It should be uncomfortable and it is uncomfortable, but having these once thought to be gentle hands squeezing his neck tight. It's getting him off. As did the beating she gave to him earlier, as well.
As for his answer to her question, it isn't strange. Soundwave would die for his friend. He had suffered having both his arms destroyed once before just to protect them from a point blank explosion once. Although grave injuries is different from death, especially if it is by a friend's hand. And, Monika.... She's a friend but at the same time, she isn't just simply a friend. She feels as if she's more. That's why he's willing to do so much-- anything for her, even having her use him as a punching bag.... or die for her. Because the look she's giving him in her current state is lovely. A different kind of lovely than the look she gave him during their soft moments.]
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[A weak moan leaves his mouth as his cock prematurely spurts out cum inside her. For a second, he loses all control of his body when she fully envelopes his cock in her and her hands tightening around his neck. It's only for a second, and Soundwave regains some amount of consciousness to hold himself back from cumming more into. He can hold for much longer...
It's purely instinctual when she begins to choke him, one hand grabbing her arm while the remain on her asscheek, griping hard. Hard enough for his nails to pierce her soft flesh, blood trickling down. She's riding him fast. Good. Slow and gentle may have its moment, but this moment isn't suitable for that. He wanted it to be rough, just as rough as she roughed him up.
The wet sound of her hips rapidly slamming down against him, the incredible sound of sex they're making is music to his ears, and.... he hopes that the choking noises he's making is music to hers, as well.
His teeth clench as the squeeze around his neck tightens, eyes roll back behind lid as he struggles to maintain consiousness in his avatar. Tears roll down his cheek with the gradual increase of intensity, drool and blood leaks out of the corner of his mouth, and his mouth hangs open, struggling to get any words out. Yet, he doesn't struggle much, like everything else before. So, perhaps it may not come as a surprise as to what his answer to her question will be.]
Y... Y-yeessh~
[His answer would've been immediate, if not for it being difficult to get his voice out that isn't just him choking or struggling to get a moan out. It's... an oddly pleasant feeling that he shouldn't be having. It should be uncomfortable and it is uncomfortable, but having these once thought to be gentle hands squeezing his neck tight. It's getting him off. As did the beating she gave to him earlier, as well.
As for his answer to her question, it isn't strange. Soundwave would die for his friend. He had suffered having both his arms destroyed once before just to protect them from a point blank explosion once. Although grave injuries is different from death, especially if it is by a friend's hand. And, Monika.... She's a friend but at the same time, she isn't just simply a friend. She feels as if she's more. That's why he's willing to do so much-- anything for her, even having her use him as a punching bag.... or die for her. Because the look she's giving him in her current state is lovely. A different kind of lovely than the look she gave him during their soft moments.]