[Yup, he's a giant stick in the mud. The fun police. But if she wasn't so obviously discomforted from hitting him, he wouldn't be showing concern so much. Stop hurting yourself, Monika! He's still worried about the stupid cut she did to her own breast.
If he's able to stare directly at Monika, he'd give her the most flattest look possible for tapping him with her feet. He knows he's supposed to be her steed, but she doesn't have to literally trat him as if he's a horse!
Anyway, onwards to the kitchenette. While he heads there, Soundwave finally reveals what he and his kind consumes]
I do not wish to eat junk food everyday. [Yes, motor oil is junk food according to him.] Energon, that is what I consume. The clinic is able to provide my needs.
[Thankfully. Otherwise he might have to tolerate refueling with, ugh... Motor oil, or risk starving to death. Though he does wonder where they get Energon from....
Boy, it took a bit for Monika to realize his implication, but no matter it still gets him flustered. With Monika so close, she might see the tinge blue blush starts to form on his faceplate.
He can't deny it, though. It may be small touches, but her fingers running over his neck area gets his entire body to shiver, his large metal hands under her thighs give them a light squuezs. Then, the kisses to his faceplate. He enjoys it, and his mask does a good job of hiding away just how much he's enjoying this... Not that it would fool Monika. She knows he'd like more than a taste.]
It's simply a suggestion. I do not mind it if you need to make... Extra money.
[That's a really roundabout way of saving I like having sex with Monika. Of course, it is Soundwave, and it would take patience for him to out right admit that. It's easier to just be all subtle about it or making implications.]
Perhaps, I wish to not have to duck my head down at all times. But... You do not need to do that, Monika. I am capable of looking for my own room big enough for me... [Read: he's going to stay in the parking garage while in vehicle mode] Assuming if this resort deems me worthy of staying.
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If he's able to stare directly at Monika, he'd give her the most flattest look possible for tapping him with her feet. He knows he's supposed to be her steed, but she doesn't have to literally trat him as if he's a horse!
Anyway, onwards to the kitchenette. While he heads there, Soundwave finally reveals what he and his kind consumes]
I do not wish to eat junk food everyday. [Yes, motor oil is junk food according to him.] Energon, that is what I consume. The clinic is able to provide my needs.
[Thankfully. Otherwise he might have to tolerate refueling with, ugh... Motor oil, or risk starving to death. Though he does wonder where they get Energon from....
Boy, it took a bit for Monika to realize his implication, but no matter it still gets him flustered. With Monika so close, she might see the tinge blue blush starts to form on his faceplate.
He can't deny it, though. It may be small touches, but her fingers running over his neck area gets his entire body to shiver, his large metal hands under her thighs give them a light squuezs. Then, the kisses to his faceplate. He enjoys it, and his mask does a good job of hiding away just how much he's enjoying this... Not that it would fool Monika. She knows he'd like more than a taste.]
It's simply a suggestion. I do not mind it if you need to make... Extra money.
[That's a really roundabout way of saving I like having sex with Monika. Of course, it is Soundwave, and it would take patience for him to out right admit that. It's easier to just be all subtle about it or making implications.]
Perhaps, I wish to not have to duck my head down at all times. But... You do not need to do that, Monika. I am capable of looking for my own room big enough for me... [Read: he's going to stay in the parking garage while in vehicle mode] Assuming if this resort deems me worthy of staying.