[Nobody's ever called him beautiful before. Perhaps he's not the type to fish for such compliments from others, but hearing Monika says that combined with the heart she traced on his chest, it brings him warmth and appreciation into his spark. And also a rough fingering.
She deserves it. She wanted this, and though it may not be the spike she wanted, he'll try to match the pace he had given to Monika with his spike before-- no, be rougher than he had been with his spike, trusting purely in faith that she's able to handle the increasing roughness. His fingers don't match the length, but the width. If she could handle this roughness, then....
Another popping noises come out of his vocalizer.
Having her lips away for a little while and coming back to latched onto the same sensitive spot, that has his sensitive spike throbbing with desire, spurting more sweet pre into her mouth. His body shivers whole, and if he wasn't sitting, he'd be doubling over. Instead, she makes him slams his fingers hard into Monika but also has him pausing his work to drink in the sensation. But... Ah, he's doing a disservice to Monika. His fingers reignite, pulls back, and slams them up her pussy, thrusting in and out, a little harder than before.
Along with the wet noises and moans, Soundwave softly repeats her name, almost lovingly and affectionate. It's becoming more and more of a struggle to hold his moan down, not even a whimper could stop the moans from wanting to escape. His spike is twitching madly. He's getting close. No matter how uneven or sloppy Monika's work is, it still does the job of pushing him closer to the edge.]
I am... close, but--
[A gulp of air and an exhale, and his own popping moan escapes out of his vocalizer, body trembling, spike's biolight glowing brigther. A proper moan for Monika to hear. But what he wanted to say before cutting himself off, he'll hold off from cumming, because....
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[Nobody's ever called him beautiful before. Perhaps he's not the type to fish for such compliments from others, but hearing Monika says that combined with the heart she traced on his chest, it brings him warmth and appreciation into his spark. And also a rough fingering.
She deserves it. She wanted this, and though it may not be the spike she wanted, he'll try to match the pace he had given to Monika with his spike before-- no, be rougher than he had been with his spike, trusting purely in faith that she's able to handle the increasing roughness. His fingers don't match the length, but the width. If she could handle this roughness, then....
Another popping noises come out of his vocalizer.
Having her lips away for a little while and coming back to latched onto the same sensitive spot, that has his sensitive spike throbbing with desire, spurting more sweet pre into her mouth. His body shivers whole, and if he wasn't sitting, he'd be doubling over. Instead, she makes him slams his fingers hard into Monika but also has him pausing his work to drink in the sensation. But... Ah, he's doing a disservice to Monika. His fingers reignite, pulls back, and slams them up her pussy, thrusting in and out, a little harder than before.
Along with the wet noises and moans, Soundwave softly repeats her name, almost lovingly and affectionate. It's becoming more and more of a struggle to hold his moan down, not even a whimper could stop the moans from wanting to escape. His spike is twitching madly. He's getting close. No matter how uneven or sloppy Monika's work is, it still does the job of pushing him closer to the edge.]
I am... close, but--
[A gulp of air and an exhale, and his own popping moan escapes out of his vocalizer, body trembling, spike's biolight glowing brigther. A proper moan for Monika to hear. But what he wanted to say before cutting himself off, he'll hold off from cumming, because....
As lovers, they should cum together, right?]