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TDM 03
【 Hello, dearest guests. We hope you have been enjoying your time in the Golden Peacock and utilizing our many amenities.
Reception would like all guests to be aware that some new arrivals have been misplaced. Due to the nature of the resort, new arrivals may have been misplaced in unexpected locations. This includes your personal suites. We are very sorry for this inconvenience.
Please do not be alarmed if you come across a misplaced new arrival. We kindly request that any guests that find a misplaced new arrival escort them to the main hub, where we have arranged a central meetup where all new arrivals can claim their complimentary robes and welcome baskets.
All guests are invited to come mingle at the main hub and meet new arrivals. As always, we hope you have a pleasant day! 】
DEALER'S CHOICE
STEVE, WHERE DID YOU PUT THE NEW ARRIVALS?
The Golden Peacock has swept away the hues of winter and welcomed vibrant pops of color for a change of pace. Gone are the snow whites and cool golds. Vases of bright florals have been staged all throughout the general hubs and hallways. Statues have been cheekily decorated with bright clothes, such as charming hats and billowing dresses with cheerful prints. This peacock has cleaned up nicely, its brilliant feathers shaking with a warm palette to please the senses.
Staff are bustling during the decor turnover. While some diligent employees are steadfastly decorating the hallways with sprawling vines and spectacular blooms, others are darting back and forth in search of something. Or rather — someone. Several someones. Front reception is in an outright panic while flying over the phones and furiously slamming their hands on keyboards.
"Steve, I know you're new, but you can't just press any button that pops up on the computer screen! The new arrivals are supposed to go into temporary suites." Deborah, the head receptionist, sighs, "Now who knows where they are. I hope they're okay... I'm sure they're quite confused, wherever they wound up. Steve, stop crying. The house won't fire you for this. Probably. How's your resume looking?"
In the end, Steve didn't get fired. But he did get reassigned to trash duty.
FLORAL RIOT
A STRIKE OF COLOR
【 🌸🌸🌸 Come experience new floral delights! Prepare to be ravished by a symphony of color and aroma. Romance, love, and pleasure all await within corridors of beauty. 🌸 🌸 🌸 】
Days before the grand unveiling, the gardeners of the Cloud Dwelling Garden distribute flyers announcing that their special floral exhibition is now ready for guests to enjoy. Long-standing guests vibrate in anticipation, eagerly stomping around the gardens until the ribbon is cut and the newest resort amenity has been revealed. The gardeners make a point to approach new guests and encourage them to join in on the fun, explaining that the house likes to create a new floral experience for guests every few years or so.
Exhibition opening is set for mid-month. On the 15th precisely, the gardeners line up in front of the white sheet hiding the project, each taking a turn to bow and say a few short words about how grand and generous the house is for giving them such rewarding jobs.
The curtains fall away to a wall of shockingly bright florals. Guests ooh and aahh at not only the array of shades but at the luxurious meld of so many different kinds of flowers. Wisteria and roses, lilies and carnations. Lilacs, peonies, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers. More and more and more and more. The staff explain that this flower maze is perhaps their most intricate piece of work yet and that there is grand surprise waiting at the heart. Additionally, as part of the festivities, several prizes have been hidden around the maze at dead-ends. Long-standing guests clap and cheer before charging inside.
The flower maze will only last as long as the most fleeting flowers do. The flower maze will remain open to the public for several weeks, after which it will close for further remodeling.
"We'll be open again with another complex arrangement," one of the gardeners explains cheerfully. "A maze isn't fun once you've learned the layout. We'll open again after creating a whole new design for guests to enjoy. Maybe even some new flowers, too. A lot of the ones on the lawn got funky after guests came all over them..."
Days before the grand unveiling, the gardeners of the Cloud Dwelling Garden distribute flyers announcing that their special floral exhibition is now ready for guests to enjoy. Long-standing guests vibrate in anticipation, eagerly stomping around the gardens until the ribbon is cut and the newest resort amenity has been revealed. The gardeners make a point to approach new guests and encourage them to join in on the fun, explaining that the house likes to create a new floral experience for guests every few years or so.
Exhibition opening is set for mid-month. On the 15th precisely, the gardeners line up in front of the white sheet hiding the project, each taking a turn to bow and say a few short words about how grand and generous the house is for giving them such rewarding jobs.
The curtains fall away to a wall of shockingly bright florals. Guests ooh and aahh at not only the array of shades but at the luxurious meld of so many different kinds of flowers. Wisteria and roses, lilies and carnations. Lilacs, peonies, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers. More and more and more and more. The staff explain that this flower maze is perhaps their most intricate piece of work yet and that there is grand surprise waiting at the heart. Additionally, as part of the festivities, several prizes have been hidden around the maze at dead-ends. Long-standing guests clap and cheer before charging inside.
The flower maze will only last as long as the most fleeting flowers do. The flower maze will remain open to the public for several weeks, after which it will close for further remodeling.
"We'll be open again with another complex arrangement," one of the gardeners explains cheerfully. "A maze isn't fun once you've learned the layout. We'll open again after creating a whole new design for guests to enjoy. Maybe even some new flowers, too. A lot of the ones on the lawn got funky after guests came all over them..."
SMOKY NECTAR
DRIBBLE OF SWEETNESS
The conservatory is even busier than the gardens. Unlike the easygoing staff in the garden, employees in the conservatory are busy zooming to and fro with brooms while trying to get a handle on the unexpectedly huge amount of pollen. From flowers, from trees — so much pollen. The ground is coated and the air is thick. Several long-standing guests visiting the area have fallen into sneezing fits. Even with cleaning efforts to mitigate the build-up, the pollen becomes thicker as the weeks go on. Staff eventually give up on trying to sweep it away.
This pollen is not standard. Guests that inhale this pollen will begin to feel feverish and strange. Continued exposure to this pollen will heighten a desire for sex to the point of all-encompassing need. Orgasms become much more intense. Nipples are constantly hard. Guests may also be overwhelmed with the urge to "fertilize or become fertilized" — to aggressively deliver or receive cumshots. Gardeners soon realize that normal pollen has been tainted by the cross-breeding of their new spectacular fruits, resulting in an extremely potent sex pollen that affects people and animals. This sex pollen is stronger than any of the current aphrodisiacs in the resort, baffling the gardeners. They weren't even trying to make horny fruit!
The effects of the sex pollen will ease after a few days unless exposure is continued. Guests with too much exposure to the sex pollen may find themselves passing out from violently intense successive orgasms. Any guests found unconscious post-orgasm will be delivered to the Broken Wing clinic for recovery.
The sex pollen will fade out within a few weeks, when the new breeds of fruit have all been harvested and delivered to restaurants. The gardeners collectively agree to be more careful when engineering new breeds in the future. "I do think," reports one worker in the conservatory, "the house will be impressed that we've managed to engineer an even stronger aphrodisiac. Great things happen on accident!"
This pollen is not standard. Guests that inhale this pollen will begin to feel feverish and strange. Continued exposure to this pollen will heighten a desire for sex to the point of all-encompassing need. Orgasms become much more intense. Nipples are constantly hard. Guests may also be overwhelmed with the urge to "fertilize or become fertilized" — to aggressively deliver or receive cumshots. Gardeners soon realize that normal pollen has been tainted by the cross-breeding of their new spectacular fruits, resulting in an extremely potent sex pollen that affects people and animals. This sex pollen is stronger than any of the current aphrodisiacs in the resort, baffling the gardeners. They weren't even trying to make horny fruit!
The effects of the sex pollen will ease after a few days unless exposure is continued. Guests with too much exposure to the sex pollen may find themselves passing out from violently intense successive orgasms. Any guests found unconscious post-orgasm will be delivered to the Broken Wing clinic for recovery.
The sex pollen will fade out within a few weeks, when the new breeds of fruit have all been harvested and delivered to restaurants. The gardeners collectively agree to be more careful when engineering new breeds in the future. "I do think," reports one worker in the conservatory, "the house will be impressed that we've managed to engineer an even stronger aphrodisiac. Great things happen on accident!"
PETAL-STAINED LIPS
A BLOOMING DISEASE
👩🦰 "Hack hack, hack hack... what do you mean, 'please cover my mouth when I cough'? I'm a rank nine. Nine! You can't tell me what to do. Now, clean up this mess. I've been coughing up flower petals all day." 👩🦰
Wet, smudged petals scatter across the floors of the Peacock. The source is initially unclear, since the perfectly groomed flowers in their decorative vases are in perfect condition. Soon the number of guests coughing into their fists begins to rise and more soggy plants plague the hallways.
After the garden and conservatory unveil their Spring additions the clinic will begin to over-run with guests complaining of various symptoms. There aren't enough beds and there certainly aren't enough doctors and nurses to meet rising demand. Guests continue to visit the clinic complaining of some sort of flower cold while spitting up petals and leaves. Advanced cases involve a deeper spread of vines through the patient's body.
Though this illness manifests in many different ways, the head doctor in charge is quick to clock that it's the Blooming Disease working its way through the resort's population. Not an especially dangerous disease. More troublesome than anything and a mess to clean up. Luckily, there are extensive notes in their files about this particular disease and how to treat it.
The height of the disease will hit toward the end of the month. Thanks to the hard work of the doctors and nurses in the clinic, cases will begin to decrease as the days pile on, with the majority of the affected guests treated and sent on their way by the beginning of May. Activity in the clinic will begin to decline as patients fuck it out and cure the disease, with only a handful of scattered cases heading past the first week of May.
Wet, smudged petals scatter across the floors of the Peacock. The source is initially unclear, since the perfectly groomed flowers in their decorative vases are in perfect condition. Soon the number of guests coughing into their fists begins to rise and more soggy plants plague the hallways.
After the garden and conservatory unveil their Spring additions the clinic will begin to over-run with guests complaining of various symptoms. There aren't enough beds and there certainly aren't enough doctors and nurses to meet rising demand. Guests continue to visit the clinic complaining of some sort of flower cold while spitting up petals and leaves. Advanced cases involve a deeper spread of vines through the patient's body.
Though this illness manifests in many different ways, the head doctor in charge is quick to clock that it's the Blooming Disease working its way through the resort's population. Not an especially dangerous disease. More troublesome than anything and a mess to clean up. Luckily, there are extensive notes in their files about this particular disease and how to treat it.
The height of the disease will hit toward the end of the month. Thanks to the hard work of the doctors and nurses in the clinic, cases will begin to decrease as the days pile on, with the majority of the affected guests treated and sent on their way by the beginning of May. Activity in the clinic will begin to decline as patients fuck it out and cure the disease, with only a handful of scattered cases heading past the first week of May.
PROMPT NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Arrival, The Bathroom Button: Multiple versions of arrival are possible. Characters may be flushed down the toilet or tub to wake up in several different locations across the resort.
▶ Gardens, The Flower Maze: While players are welcome to imagine whatever they like in these chests, we do ask there be some limits. Characters should not find their special awesome sword or other personal items that were taken away by the resort upon arrival, for example. Items that would generally be available within resort stores or without regains are fine.
▶ Conservatory, General: While this location is currently being influenced by sex pollen, players that do not enjoy this kink may have their character immune to its effects. This will not affect engaging in the hanahaki prompt.
▶ Conservatory, The Orchard: Players are encouraged to get creative with effects from these fruits. While we've offered a couple suggestions, any of the affiliated suit's effects are available to tap into. For example, consumption of Orangeberry, aka the Diamonds fruit, can cause any Diamond-adjacent physical effects.
▶ Broken Wing Clinic: Players are allowed to get as delicate or grotesque with the presentation of the Blooming Disease as they’d like; you can even use this as an opportunity to engage in some vine-y bondage play. From the medical perspective, feel free to envision access to any sort of equipment you’d like, so long as it makes sense within a (sexy) clinical setting.
▶ Gardens, The Flower Maze: While players are welcome to imagine whatever they like in these chests, we do ask there be some limits. Characters should not find their special awesome sword or other personal items that were taken away by the resort upon arrival, for example. Items that would generally be available within resort stores or without regains are fine.
▶ Conservatory, General: While this location is currently being influenced by sex pollen, players that do not enjoy this kink may have their character immune to its effects. This will not affect engaging in the hanahaki prompt.
▶ Conservatory, The Orchard: Players are encouraged to get creative with effects from these fruits. While we've offered a couple suggestions, any of the affiliated suit's effects are available to tap into. For example, consumption of Orangeberry, aka the Diamonds fruit, can cause any Diamond-adjacent physical effects.
▶ Broken Wing Clinic: Players are allowed to get as delicate or grotesque with the presentation of the Blooming Disease as they’d like; you can even use this as an opportunity to engage in some vine-y bondage play. From the medical perspective, feel free to envision access to any sort of equipment you’d like, so long as it makes sense within a (sexy) clinical setting.
OOC NOTES
BLANKET CW: Altered States; Aphrodisiacs; Body Horror (potential); Dubcon; Illnesses; Medical Play; NSFW Language; Paranormal; Somnophilia; Sex Pollen; Sex Toys
▶ All new characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. 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 April event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Current characters posting to the TDM should note they are currently in-game in the subject line.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only.
▶ 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.
▶ 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.
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...Not as strong as these lips are gonna be on deez--HOLY SHIT THEY'RE IN THE AIR!!!
It's some small blessing that she isn't screaming her lungs off at this extremely unexpected turn of events. And hell if she can focus on shoving her mouth on him anymore. She's too preoccupied with clinging in for dear life. His sensitive spike doesn't mind having her hands slip-sliding around on it while she uses that as her main anchor point to him, right? Right.
This is fiiiine. No need to be super dramatic. She opens her mouth to respond, only to release a brief shriek. Not what she wanted! So, she'll try again.
...Nope, another shriek. Also, she's vaguely regretting how much sugar is in her stomach at the moment. Perhaps, just a bit, there are a few regrets in general. ]
Why are you like this?!
[ Finally, words! But yes, why ever would he have to do something so drastic? Who could possibly make him this way? ]
All I wanted was to get spiked, and you-- [ She gulps. They're getting so high... ] Why can't you let me have what I want when I want it, you dummybot?! You'd spare yourself so much trouble if you'd just do what I say!
[ This brat... ]
And why are we going to the conservatory?! I gave you better choices!
[ Did she though...? ]
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That shriek does make his pause in the air from the sheer pain his audial receptors are receiving, staying afloat in the to glare down at her. Why... Oh, why is he like this? Well, if it weren't for you know who they wouldn't be in this dumb mess.
His vents huff and he continues with his flight before he answers her question, earnest.]
Because I want to spend time you, read books together, and.... talk. I wish to know my closest friend more. [Much like Monika earlier, she upgraded, but he can't use the stronger words, either] Before we do those things.
[He's never been opposed to doing it. Never ever and never will with her. Monika will get what she wanted eventually. As for the matter of when... well, they wouldn't be bickering like so if they both agreed to the when.
His wants are currently less sexually charged than Monika. That isn't to say that he doesn't want the same thing as Monika, because that is also something he wanted to do with her... Just worried that they can't spend the time together when she's passed out for hours after the fun and waste the day away waiting for her to wake up like last time.
As for why they are going to the conservatory? He doesn't answer, because he's being absurdly petty when he made that choice.]
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On the bright side, it gives her time to readjust in his arms and end the resort's worst (and probably its only aerial) handjob. Shockingly, clinging to a dick doesn't make one feel very secure when they're on a surprise flight. Also good? It keeps her from being distracted when she gets scolded, as she so rightfully deserves.
She gulps down another round of shrieks while digesting what he's said. Way to make her feel bad...as she so rightfully deserves. ]
I see.
[ The last of her bratty pouting fades, and she's left looking ashamed. She'd facepalm and mutter to herself about how stupid she's been, but she doesn't want lubricant all over her face. ]
Sorry... [ She squirms, then turns her body to thunk her forehead against his chest as a satisfactory substitute for smacking lubricant on herself. ] I think I'm starting to realize how much this place is affecting me...
[ As if she has any idea of who she normally is in the first place! But, at the very least, she knows she shouldn't be throwing herself at her closest friend like she has been. To do all this, especially after she bemoaned the worry of knowing people only in the sheets! She slumps, bonking her forehead on him a little more. ]
Is there some way I can make it up to you?
[ Like by touching his spi--shut up, brain! That's how they got into this mess in the first place! ]
Maybe we could pet a lot of bunnies? Instead of, you know...
[ Instead of fucking like them, she means. Consider it a peace offering, even if she's really fighting the urge to hound him for the answer he hasn't given. ]
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[He'll forgive her. That said, she's a different person now than the Monika he met on the first day here. She's still bratty, and though she didn't exactly hide the fact that she likes to be with the real him and wanted his spike before.... She's never been this aggressive before.
Is she always like this? Or has the resort worsened her while he wasn't by her side? What has this place done to her? Now that she's mellowed out, it allows Soundwave to let out a small sigh out of his vents in this small respite.
Slowly, Soundwave descends down until his boots are touching the floor again. Honestly? At this point, it doesn't matter. Whether he flies or walks, people are still able to see his glowy and shiny metal spike regardless. Still carrying her in his arms, he brings her closer while he continues to march towards the conservatory, ignoring all the voices around them and focusing purely on Monika. He won't even fuss her about bonking her own forehead against the reinforced glass on his chest.
He knows it's a bad idea, because it is something he wanted to avoid doing in the morning. But... His spike throbs.]
I still need to calm my... spike down, Monika.
[The button press shoots his arousal. Maybe with time, it'll calm down on its own, but it may take a while. Maybe a handjob or two would be enough. Just a quick one. Just enough for him to climax once and soften the metal enough to slick back into him and the crotch plating can close his vulnerable body.]
Then, we can pet... bunnies. Perhaps go to the library, and then... continue with that.
[If she wants it still, he's willing to take the offer to fuck her. Sex. Make love. Whatever. All he wants to do now is to spend the time together with Monika, learn about her likes and dislikes, know more about her instead of learning more about her in the bed. He's already learned plenty enough about her in that manner.
His visor turns away from Monika, awkwardness lingering in the air around them.]
We can find a place elsewhere first... before visiting the conservatory.
[Somewhere private where she can help him. He turns back to her to- hopefully -point him to a place.]
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Well, on the bright side, she can't spiral too much into her irrational fears. Not when they're getting stared at, thanks to his giant metal spike attracting so much attention. She makes a face at all the hushed whispers and impressed noises she hears as they move. Her grip tightens on him possessively. Her bot! No touching!
Wait. Her head jerks back his way. Does she actually get to touch him? Like, sexily touch him?! ]
Calm it? Ohhh. Ehehehe. Yeah...
[ Don't show excitement about that! Be normal! Don't make him feel like she's become a total hussy! ]
I wanted you to choose what we did, so. After the...calming, you're fully in charge, no matter what. I can't try to make changes to the plans anymore. [ Oof, that's going to be hard. She'll manage somehow. Hopefully. ] But, er...
[ After hissing at some brave soul trying to get closer, she looks around. This part of the resort, she's not so familiar with, but she remembers some things from around the time she checked in permanently. ]
If I remember right, there's a place around here called the Vale? It's not perfect, but it's forest-y. Somewhere in that direction, I think. [ She points. ] So we can probably find a quiet spot there, especially up in the trees. To, ah. [ She clears her throat. She's not excited, not excited, not excited. ] Calm you.
[ She gives his chest a few kisses as a continued attempt to apologize. She's sorry! Let her keep showing it! ]
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While Monika thinks she's hiding her excitement really well, he can see it through her face. Guess it's still up to him to rein in Monika. But if she's so willing and wanting his spike, then he's willing to give her his spike. Just for a little bit...
While he's not certain Monika is able to hold herself from making changes to the plans, he at least would appreciate if she manages to stick to the plan as much as possible. Or at least until they get to the bunnies. Hopefully this will be their last detour, though.
Monika wouldn't be the only person scaring away any brave souls approaching him. He even shoots an intimidating glare down at them, if they take another step closer. It's amazing how intimidating he can look without a 'face'.]
Unless there is branch strong enough to hold my weight, I highly doubt we can be up in the trees. [Unless she wants him to hover up there and help him? What a silly thought...
As for what she could do to help, it's a bit embarrassing to say even if it's not their first time! But he does know what specifically how she should help him. He lowers his voice as he answers. Just for Monika's ears alone, and nobody else pesky enough to think of joining them.]
You can... use your hands or your mouth. I do not wish to make a mess of your clothes, however... I will try to aim away. [He's being thoughtful at least! After all, he is serious about not wanting to delay this
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Ahem! Not thinking thoughts like that. She's a very good girl. Nothing naughty is going on here! ]
Not a branch, maybe, but they have other places to hide out in there. Nets and hammocks and tree houses...stuff like that. From what I've heard, anyway.
[ Really! She didn't do anything there! She wasn't brave enough to venture there on her own, and hasn't bothered to try since learning about it. If the resort hadn't forced her to participate in some of their welcoming festivities, she probably would've stayed holed up in her room. It's amazing she even knows of the Vale, to be honest. ]
And...okay, then. Hands or mouth. Or both?
[ Her gaze shifts elsewhere with a cough. She has to cross her legs while trying to contain all the horny in her body. It's not the spiking she craves so dearly, but she can't be picky. She promised she'd be good. Ugh, being nice kind of sucks...
Actually...he didn't say she couldn't start before they got somewhere private. The perfect loophole! So, there she goes again, rolling in his arms to face his spike, leaning down for another attempt at an awkward handjob. From this angle, she can't touch much more than the upper end. How lucky for him! ]
Better start aiming, hot stuff~
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[Coming from the bot who eavesdropped on people and know a lot of the places here before he even step foot in any of the places. He lets out an amused huff out of his vents, but he knows she's being truthful about it. It's just a little bit of tease.
But, if there's a place up in the trees that could hold his weight, then... maybe he'll fly up to one. A private spot in somewhere vaguely public. Doing dirty stuffs surrounded by nature, especially with a dear friend. Ah, that's the dream.
Before he could even give an answer, she's back to giving him the worst and awkward handjob of his life. His spike throbs and his body shivers, stifling a sound that was was dangerously close to leaving his vocalizer. At least the biolight isn't glowing much, otherwise she'd know that he's getting close to climax. He looks down at her, and once again, just imagine a hard lineface on that blank face of his.
Come on, he was perfectly fine with the kisses to his chest!]
Monika, I am going to fly again.
[What a.... Threat? Actually, that method will get them to the Vale faster, honestly.]
If I... release right here and now, I will go straight to the conservatory. [She won't get any in her mouth!]
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I like listening in on conversations! Er, I mean. People...talk a lot, or sometimes I see things on the network. [ She huffs. ] It's not a crime to know things!
[ Way to make herself look even more like a loner, and a creep on top of that. He can't help hearing things; she does it on purpose. How normal she is!
Surprisingly, that "threat" does a great job of stopping her in her horny tracks. She's so not looking to deal with more nausea, especially after it just faded. It's almost magic how she flips back to facing his chest, completely ignoring his spike. She did nothing! He imagined all that groping! ]
You jerk.
[ She knows he could hear that. She doesn't care. ]
H-Hurry up, then! We don't have all day!
[ Well, well! Someone's suddenly in a rush! Feel free to call her out even more. ]
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[He shrugs his shoulders. Also, he heard that, yeah. Soundwave doesn't point that out. However, he does let out a satisfied huff over that single victory. After everything she's put him through, he's going to bask in it, no matter how small it seems.
But he does have something to say something about her hurrying him up.]
Someone's in a hurry. Losing patience?
[So desperate for his spike, isn't she? Well, that's something that's already been established ever since she groped his crotch plate earlier. But alright, he'll hurry up. He'll jog towards their designated location in mind.
And sooner rather than later, they finally reach the Vale. His spike still fully erect, and visibly throbbing with want since she last touched him. Ugh, he should really find a place quick, otherwise he'd look as desperate as Monika outwardly! Soundwave is about to put Monika back down on the ground, but he pauses mid-crouch, then gingerly tilts his head down to her.]
Do you still want to be in my arms? ... While we look for a.... Secluded spot?
[He snugs her closer to his chest.]
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[ She's embarrassed, okay! Stop being so meeeeean! And, more importantly, no basking in victories! Only she can bask in victories!
He's not helping with her annoyance when he does more basking at her expense. For that, he's getting the super bratty side of her, as a treat. ]
Maybe you're getting slow in your old age, you ancient asshole!
[ Oooh, such a burn. She shuts up once he finally gets a move on, though. While he's not flying, all the bouncing, plus a level of speed she's not used to, isn't any better. Something something "be careful what you wish for"...
He's tamed the brat fully when they enter the Vale. She's excited to finally be there, sure, but also it's fascinating on its own. Another taste of nature, even if it's mostly artificial like it had been before. With enough imagination...she can pretend she's on Earth with her best friend.
For now, it's easy to continue ignoring the elephant-sized spike in the room, especially when he offers to keep holding her. That gets him a tiny smile, then she leans up to give his faceplate a quick peck. ]
I...like being in your arms. A lot.
[ Almost used the bad L-word there. Oops. She covers it up with another kiss, then gives him a fond look as she rests her cheek against him. That, and smudges a bit more leftover lube over his chest, but that's not a big deal. ]
It makes this kind of romantic.
[ Doesn't use the L-word. Throws out one just as bad. How logical. ]
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The sight is certainly pretty. He's not sure if he could say the sight is breathtaking, knowing this was all artificial, but... It doesn't matter. No matter where he is, so long as he's with his close friend, it's bound to be a pleasant time.
Soundwave is doing an incredible job ignoring the stares, whispers, and awe from all the people around him. So long as neither is pointing out his throbbing spike, he can pretend as if everything is normal.
Instead, Monika hits him with the soft admittance there, hearing her say she likes being in his arms and that it makes this romantic. On top of that, the sweet, little pecks she gives and the fond look on her face. Somehow, his flushed faceplate appears bluer than before.]
Ah... Right. It does make it romantic.
[What he is even saying... Primus, that fluttering in his tank. It's back. If he wasn't holding Monika, he'd hold a hand over his churning stomach.
No, no. Focus. He needs to calm down, and calm his spike down, as well.
With an awkward cough in his vocalizer, Soundwave marches further into the Vale and looks for a spot where they can be off in their own little world. Eventually, he finds an empty treehouse. That looks sturdy enough to hold him. Maybe. Hopefully. With a warning that he's going to fly again, he activates his boosters and slowly floats up to the treehouse, being thoughtful as to not give Monika nausea.
Gently, he sets Monika down first, before he joins her, needing to once again duck his head to enter through the doorway. Primus, this dumb place and its small doorways. As expected with this resort, the place looks luxurious and extravagant. There's furniture and even a large bed for people to sleep on or to be used for certain activities. Really, it looks like a place someone could live, here.
His vents huff, and looks down to his still hardened spike.]
You should remove your clothes, Monika... [No, he's not asking that because he's a big perv or anything like it. He doesn't want to ruin her clothes! It's for practical reason she should be naked, and they could continue on their.... friend date without needing to go back to her suite for a change of clothes.]
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Once they've landed, she can finally breathe normally again. She's vaguely getting used to the sensation of flying, but she's firmly decided it's nothing whimsical like her poem. She...may need to make a few edits. On the bright side, his attempts to keep her from getting sick are successful and highly appreciated.
After she's set down, she takes some time to remember how to stand, stumbling over to a wall to hold it while that happens. It gives her time to get a look at their temporary hideaway. It's better than she imagined, really. Is it the environment, though, or is it who she's with? Again, she finds herself smiling as he ducks in and walks around the room. ]
Ahaha, you perv~
[ He opened himself up for that joke! He should've explained his reasoning! She gets what he's saying, though. How thoughtful of him!
With a wink, she turns her back to him and pulls off her clothes, eventually leaving nothing but her bra and panties. Just as she's about to remove them too, however, she pauses to think, then only removes her bra. If she's going to be good, she has to remove temptation and keep the panties on. There'll be no attempts to put anything inside if the forbidden zone remains covered!
She smooths her ponytail and turns back his way, stepping closer to him. ]
It's interesting how you can stay at attention for so long... [ His spike gets a tiny poke. ] I bet all those people we walked past are so jealous~
[ Good. That spike is hers. ]
Well? Gonna get yourself comfortable~?
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Instead of getting himself comfortable, Soundwave watches Monika as she undresses. He's not sure why he feels so... captivated watching her simply removing her own clothes. It wasn't like she's giving him a slow strip tease or anything.
He's... slightly surprise that Monika is wearing a bra and panties today. Unless he's imagining thing, she wasn't wearing a bra yesterday, and given how, er.... thirsty she was for his spike, he figures she'd skipped on wearing any underwear today. Soundwave doesn't want to point that out loud, otherwise he might be unfairly labelled a perv by her! He's not the type to wonder if his friend is wearing underwear or not today!
Ignoring that embarrassing thought, it's a good idea on Monika's part to keep the panties on. While he may be able to resist better than Monika, that doesn't mean he's entirely immune to temptation. He'll give the spiking she deserves later.]
And I wonder who was responsible for that? [If not for her sloppy and terrible attempt at a handjob and blowjob and how beautiful and pretty and hot and sexy she looks--] I am willing to believe there were people who are jealous of your position. I am.... surprised others may be interested though, but... you are the only one who matters to me who gets to touch it.
[That's as close he'll ever get to admitting his true feelings. She does matter a lot to him. That aside, who knew they were others who may be crazy enough to try and approach him, likely for a touch or a spiking. At least now Monika could be at ease knowing she isn't the only one with the crazy label on! .... If he ever said that out loud.
Anyway, he'll get himself comfortable. Soundwave finds a good spot to sit down and lean his back against a wall, before beckoning her to come nearer with a single finger. When she's close, his hand daintily holds her hand while the other reaches for her bare breasts, giving them the lightest of squeeze.]
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...It's fine if he keeps wondering. Sensing him staring was its own jolt of excitement, plus one heck of an ego boost. (As if she needs more of those.) He has her almost wishing she'd taken more time to undress. Working him up is a hobby she never knew she needed in her life. ]
It's not my fault~ [ It's her fault. ] Most people I know don't stay turned on for ages without aphro involved...
[ Most people she knows also aren't giant alien mechs, so maybe she can't comment on his spike behavior. But then comes another spike-centered ego boost: being told she's superior to others. Her smirk as she takes his hand has a hint of her hidden crazy, but it's only a brief flash. By the time he's touching her, it's shifted into something softer. ]
You always find the best ways to make me feel so special, Soundwave.
[ And ways to immediately test her resolve, because no matter how light his squeezes are, they're intoxicating. She's one to talk about things being at attention, considering how hard her nipples are. Her eyes flutter shut for a moment as her knees go weak and she ends up leaning into him enough that she has to catch herself before she can fall. Oops.
She giggles at herself, placing her free hand on his and encouraging more squeezes. There's more to it than stealing some pleasure. It's keeping her from leaping forward and truly living up to her crazy label. Spike her spike her SPIKE HER!
Soon. Soon. She can be patient. Hopefully. ]
Maybe that's why I can't get enough of you.
[ Much like that sp--NO. Well, yes. She gets the spike, but only in the not unconsciousness-inducing way. So sad! How will she ever overcome this struggle? By seeing if it's possible to unhinge her jaw, that's how!
Her eyes meet his visor, then he gets another flash of that unhinged smile while she makes the usual awkward attempt to interlock their fingers. Then, eager as ever, she pushes past his hand on her chest, attaching her lips to the tip of his spike, moaning against the metal. He's denied her this long. It's time to take what she wants.
She'll claim what no one else can. ]
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[Well, even for a mechanical lifeform, the spike will soften on its own during his jog to the Vale. Just that, despite all his words, his mind is filled with Monika and the things they could do... Which he'll still blame her for instilling all that on him by being desperate for his spike! She got him worked up! But Monika doesn't need to know any of what's floating in his mind earlier.
With his large hand, he's able to grope both her breasts and gives them light massages and squeezes as per her encouragement. It may not have been a long while since he . Seeing her become weak on the knees at the mere press of his hand on her urges him to tease her more. His thumb finds one of her hardened nipple and gives her a few harsh flicks, before rapidly flicking it over and over. Good thing his hand on is there to help prevent a fall.]
I could say the same... I can't get enough of you. Because you made me feel the same way.
[Both have the same desire towards each other. Both couldn't get enough of each other. It's a perfect combination for perhaps a day long of nothing but lovemaking... BUT--- He must be the responsible one of the two. They have a plan for today. While he trusts her to be able to control herself, allowing Monika to have her ways too much may have his spike be inside her.
There's something in her smile.. Unhinged as it may be, but he also finds it... Captivating. Beautiful. It lacks any of the softness she's shown during her gentle self, or the dumb grin when being bratty. If anything, it sort of reminds him of that deranged smile she made back at the flower field yesterday and when she's straddling on top of him, dominating him..... The look of someone who's claiming what is entirely hers.
His body trembles whole and his spike throbs when her lips meet the tip, leaking a bead of pre on the tip as a little treat for Monika. Such a light touch, yet it brings out a visible bodily reaction from him. Is his spike truly that spike after millions of years unused, or maybe because it's Monika?
Once she successfully interlocks their fingers, as best they could with their size difference, he gives her hand another light squeeze. Then, he leans his head down and raises said hand up to plant a "kiss" on her backhand.
The narrow tip may be easy enough to wrap her lips around, but if her mouth descends further, she may find it increasingly challenging. No matter how one may cut it, his spike is clearly huge, and any attempt she may made to get pass his tip would be difficult. After all, it is like trying to swallow something that's nearly as big as her own fist inside her mouth.
Concern would fill Soundwave, but he also doesn't want to ruin the moment. So, as his hand moves away from her breasts, he pats the top of her head then moves down to back and gently coaxes her head down, encouraging her to try and... fit as much of him as she could. However, he highly doubts that she's able to go past his head.]
Claim me with your mouth, Monika.
[That's all he'll say. He won't stop her from doing what she wants, within reasons-- he's already barred Monika from getting his spike in her. But he's here to remind her to not hurt herself.]
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There's nothing quite like watching and feeling him react to her. No doubt about it, she loves to do this to people, to watch them squirm and shiver at the things she does, regardless of if her actions were good or bad. With him? His size makes it all the more obvious. She can feel everything rock her to the core, no matter how small his reactions. Her hand twitches in his holding hers, so tempted to yank it away and reach into her panties to join him in being pleasured. If only she didn't need her other hand for his spike! What a jerk, forcing her to focus on making him feel good!
She makes a whimpery noise when his hand shifts to her head, mostly because it means one avenue of pleasure is cut off. Another pleasure replaces it quickly, however. The press of his hand is more insistent than she's used to from him. Outside of that cursed elevator ride, he's generally been so gentle, mostly because she figures he fears hurting her. This change? Exciting. As she's learned during his absence, she loves that eagerness and insistence. It's a sign someone needs her, wants her, can't get enough. How many ego boosts is she going to get in the span of a few minutes?
At last, her free hand joins her mouth on his spike. Her small fingers dance teasingly across his slicked metal, up and down. A few more noises escape her, mainly from the struggle of fitting him in her mouth and her determination to keep shoving him further in. Some of the precum that'd leaked out slips out past her lips, but she quickly turns her head to assure she gets every drop. Then, it's back to trying to claim him as deeply as possible, her tongue pulsing against him with every attempt to bring him closer to her throat. Maybe this'll be the time she at least fits his entire tip inside!
...Probably not, but nothing's going to stop her from trying. If she's fully taken a human dick, a Cybertronian one will be no sweat! ]
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Don't... Push yourself too hard.
[That's really the only fussy reminder she'll get. Otherwise? His hand on the back of her head gently pats and rubs her for every little centimeters she managed to get his tip into her mouth, no matter how little it may seem, encouraging her to take him deeper as much as she's able. As a small reward. she'll get a taste of his precum squirting onto her tongue.
Soon enough, he'll abandon her head to go back to teasing her nipples. His hand gently grasping her hand abandons it too for her nipple, allowing her to do whatever she so wishes with that freed hand.
His metallic fingers gives her nipple some light flicking. Then they press against her hardened nub, pressing up and deeper until he can feel his fingertip engulfed and swallowed in the softness of her mounds. His vents sigh, then he moves his digits in a circular motion around her nipples before engulfing her entire chest with his hands, giving her a stronger but not so harsh squeeze. Only fair she's getting some form of pleasure to her own body too, especially when he'll likely to deny attention to what's behind her panties.
Plus, though they've only experienced each other this way once, he's gotten a little confident with his touches to at least allow some stronger squeezes. But for the most part, he'll try the gentle approach and anything more than gentle is simply a small piece of reward for Monika.
And there's nothing more fun than to watch his partner's reaction to his own teasing.]
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Except...human anatomy, probably. She's not so lucky this time to have her body magically contour itself to him, something she still can't wrap her mind around. Will it happen again when they do what she really wants? Maybe she should insist on the virtual reality pods...?
Later worry! For now, she has to do--what was that thing again?--oh right, breathe. Once he starts focusing on her breasts again, she has to pull her mouth back to gulp down air, exhaling hot, heavy breaths over the tip of his spike. Whimpers soon slip into her panting, blending in with all the bird calls outside. Ahh, to be one with nature. ]
Harder...
[ She manages to mutter that before moving back in and dragging her tongue along his spike, licking up what bits of soft glow remained. She returns to drawing her hand up and down his shaft too, and now that her other hand's free? It's time to grant herself a little pleasure of her own. Her fingers push aside the seat of her panties and stroke her clit almost immediately. It'll help warm her up for his spiiiiicy touches! Yes, those!
There's another whimper, but it's because of her internal struggle. At least she feels great, giving pleasure, getting pleasure. Her lower body begins to rub against his spike from her knees going weak again as he lavishes her chest in so much overwhelming attention. Now, he just needs to pick her up, as she's mentally given him permission, then slowly lower her onto his spiiiiiritual leg! It's a very holy leg!
Sigh. Resisting temptation is so hard. She'll go back to attempting to swallow up his spike's tip, making more noise this time around. There's a lot going on, and it feels amazing. Oh, and for all that teasing he's been trying to do? She'll do it back by flicking her tongue around, hoping to find some very sensitive spots. Squirm, you sexy bot! ]
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No no NO! He better not be thinking about her pussy at this moment! Out of the two, he should be better at resisting the temptation. The soothing sound of nature outside should calm him, as well as the noises she makes while attempting to deepthroat his large tip. Though that mostly raises the arousal.
Having a larger body is proving itself to be quite the difficult task. Not just for Monika, but him as well. Mainly in the form of how to touch her breasts without potentially harming her. How much harder could he get away with without injuring her, how to better grasp her breasts, should he try to just stay gentle....? There's also the wound she just freshly patched up earlier to worry about, not wanting to worsen the injury while it heals.
Her other breast will be getting much more attention, and so he gives that mound some hard squeezing, using her breast as if it's a stress ball. In the end, he grants her request for harder.
But don't worry! While he won't be giving the same groping treatment to her wounded breast, he can give attention to her nipple instead. Back to it, it seems. He'll be just as hard with her erect nub as he is being with her breast. He pinches her nipple between his metal index and thumb. Again, considerate to not be harsh but still enough to make her feel a bit of sting, as he grinds the nub between his fingers and then gives it a firm pulls.
Another tremble, another gulp of air through the vents and a sputter as she works on his throbbing spike. It's so clear he's struggling to not show a big reaction, but failing to do so with these trembling he can't stop. Primus, using her lower body to rub against him. Cheater......
Despite it all, Soundwave continues with his own struggle until...]
N-ngh....
[Monika is lucky enough on her first to flick of her tongue to hit one of his most sensitive spot, on the underside. A strong shiver rises up and down his exospine, arches his body, and his shoulders tense before he relaxes with a long sigh of his vents. He squirms!
And that's the first proper noise she's gotten out of him. Not much is coming out of his vocalizer until that point. That part he's trying his damn best to go back to not let anything escape, but other than that, he's squirming from Monika's touches.]
More... [And he wants her to make him squirm for her.]
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Complaining can't happen just yet. He is getting rougher with the uninjured breast, and the pinches to the nipple on her injured one are satisfying her request perfectly. She shivers and squirms plenty enough for the both of them as the pain melts into pleasurable stinging. If only she could convince him to move one of his hands lower and take over with stroking her clit. Even better, he could use his fingers as mini spikes, fucking into her good and deep without worries.
Oh.
She's, ah. She's not rubbing her clit anymore. Not directly. She's instead grinding against the lower half of his spike now. Oops? Pay it no mind! He's feeling good, isn't he? And she's found a great spot to focus on! He can't complain if the spike isn't inside of her!
Besides, with that hand unhindered again, she can stroke all sides of him, pulling out more of his squirms. It's also no surprise that she keeps attacking the sensitive part of his spike with rapid flicks of her tongue, shifting to close her mouth entirely over that, managing a few snickers as she does so. More, he asks, so more he gets. In fact...
Another snicker, then she wraps a leg around the lower half of his spike, something that allows her to grind more of her soft skin against him. Again, he's not inside of her, and she's making no attempts to change that! He can't complain, not even about whatever mess she gets on her. After all, she took off her clothes as requested. He can't say a single solitary thing about what she's doing!
But he can squirm. He can make more noises. He can show her the things no one else gets to see. She won't be happy until she gets everything. ]
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She already has him squirming with her tongue on his sensitive spot, the bio-light of his spike gradually glowing brighter, and nearly gets his noise to escape. It's enough to make him pause on his own work on her breasts, though he knows he's doing a disservice to Monika. Soundwave wants to take it the small sensation of her tongue lapping over his sensitive spot and her lower body grinding against him...
Wait
Her entire lower body--!!!]
Monika, you-- Aa-ngh--
[A moan nearly escape and he almost immediately clamps his vocalizer shut into a whimper. This cheeky brat! To think she'd go as far as grinding her soft skin on him.... He's said nothing against doing that, and it's little infuriating! And how incredibly good it feels against his sensitive spike, also. Combined with her mouth and tongue insistent attack on his sensitive spot, it's expected she'll get Soundwave squirming in place easily, struggling to contain his mouth and leaving whimpers. Oh, and those electronic-like popping noises he made back then? It's back. But hey that does mean he's giving her a harsher squeeze to her breast and nipple during his struggle. Though his grope does soften up and he instead bounces the uninjured breast on his palm.
Fine. He'll let her grind herself on him, if she wants. He's said nothing about her not being able to do that, even if she's going to make a mess smearing herself with all that thick, sticky lubricant on her. Gosh, she'll have to take a shower later if they're going to continue with their friend date.
His hand abandons her uninjured breast while the other continues to pull and twist on her nipple. Said hand slides down her curve to her backside, and then presses her hips more against his spike. Guess he's encouraging her to grind more?
But then his fingers sneaks right under between her legs and presses two large fingers against her pussy. There, they've said nothing about using his fingers on her, right? So long as there's no spiking happening, they should be good. And maybe she wouldn't have sore legs if he plunges his fingers inside her.]
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No. Of course not. She knows he likes it. Like-loves it, even! This knowledge only worsens her behavior. Someday, it'll fully sink in for him that she sincerely enjoys being a jerk more than he ever does. Also, her jerkishness? Quite intentional. So, she has to make this worse, right? ]
Haha. What? Did you say something...?
[ He's obviously trying to keep quiet. What a dummy! Who's around to hear them? Who's going to judge, the birds? If anything, she's owed noises from him for how much he's made her suffer by denying some spiking. Her pleasure's becoming almost an afterthought, her determination to tease him into oblivion taking over. That is, until he moves one of his hands.
Monika freezes, then more sounds than she was already making crawl up and out of her throat, and she wraps both arms around his spike as if that'll keep her from tipping backwards. Who knows--it might, as big as it is. Really, though, is he a mind reader? Are they that in sync? This must be a sign of how well he knows her...
Caught up in fresh new pleasure, she looks up at his visor, imagining she's staring into the two "eyes" she saw before. The metal against her folds feels hotter than ever, and she's finding it difficult to choose which to press herself against more. His spike? His fingers? She moans, again and again, making a bigger mess of herself when more of her body falls against him. Did he think she was going to come out of this without making a mess? How optimistic of him.
She needs to work on breathing again, so she shifts focus to using her hands while her mouth and jaw get a short respite. His sensitive spot gets plenty of attention, of course, but now she can try to find others with her deft fingers, poking and prodding, swirling and tapping. And once she's vaguely got the brain power again, her grinding gets harder and faster, warring with his metal fingers while they're toying with her cunt. He is not staying quiet. She refuses to let it happen, especially when those popping noises have returned. She knows what those mean. ]
Does this mean you want to make love to me now~?
[ The respite means she can fully talk again. (With a tiny lisp from how numb her lips have gotten, but that's nothing to worry about.) He won't mind it if it means she can tease him in her favorite way. If it makes him retaliate with harder squeezing? Bonus! ]
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Basking over the sound she made ends up being short-lived, as Monika hugging his spike gets another powerful, tingling shiver running down his body and yet again more stifling of his own noises. With a long huff of his vents, he looks down at her eyes. His spike throbs against her, and his fingers rub against her folds before he digs his hand under her panties, huffing a satisfied sound at her warm, wet pussy.
He wonders how much easily her pussy may slide on his spi--- Nope, no. Not thinking that!
Of course her words get to him easily. The tease earns a firmer pull of her nipple and then a harsh squeeze on her injured breast. There, she liked that, doesn't she? But soon, her nipple and breast gets a break, as his hand goes to tilt Monika's chin up with his finger, thumb brushing over her bottom lips, coaxing her eyes to stay on his visor. Then, he answers a question she asked earlier.]
You... are the most beautiful human I've met. That is what I wanted to say.
[Because calling someone bratty isn't the most romantic thing, right? No matter how much that label should rightfully be used on her! As for wanting to make love..... Alright, he'll admit that it's actually difficult to resist the temptation to make love with Monika. But! He'll find a compromise.]
Yes, but not in our...typical way.
[And what does he mean with that? Well, he's prodding her with his fingers, of course. That should be enough to tell how they are going to make love right at this moment, in this treehouse. No spiking! Only fingering!]
Two, or... three? [Fingers, he means. He presses two digit against her wet pussy first, then three fingers before going back to two, deliberately teasing her with a bigger option. Hmmm, he can't decide himself.]
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But, as always, whenever they battle, neither of them can ever seem to keep the advantage for long, trading it back and forth. The tide turns in favor of him when his fingers hit her wetness completely. Further still when he draws out more pain than ever with the harsh treatment of her breast, damaging some of the work the clinic had done to mend it. Then, the final blow...
Romance. ]
A-Ah...
[ Her face had already been flushed from their battle, but it seems to become a deeper red after he strikes her with some of the sweetest words she's ever heard. For others, it might seem like an awkward, clunky compliment, but to her? She's utterly touched on top of being left speechless. Well played, Soundwave. Power's back in your hands.
There are no protests to his insistence on an alternative to spiking. Instead, she kisses his thumb, then gently nuzzles against his palm. A silent thank you, since she can't voice it yet. She will soon enough, just not now.
She's forgetting to give his spike attention, too focused on his fingers and the wet sounds below, so different than the usual due to his metal. It's not long before she slips backward, supported only by his hand as two--no, three--fingers tease her. What a jerk! He knows what answer she'd give! The stifled cry she let out when he taunted her with a third finger was enough of a hint. It wasn't his spike, but it was scratching the itch just as well.
Her eyes shut. She gasps and whimpers, hips twitching from how much she craves more. Then, she holds up three fingers. He'd better not bully her for being unable to actually say it. He said she's beautiful! He can't be mean to her now! ]
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