He pressed a bit hard, a bit more insistent, at the plating under his fingers. Coaxing but not really, demanding, but again not really. He was having fun wringing reactions out of the other seeker, and this was just part of it. Though he really couldn’t ignore the echoing feelings from memory, his own frame reacting to his touches on the other from sheer remembrance. He had to bite down pretty hard on a comment that wanted to slip out of so badly, but instead of letting himself talk he busied his mouth with the seams near the other’s neck.
Skywarp arches into his twin; he can tell the other is having fun with all the noises that are being pulled out of Skywarp. He decides to do nothing with the bottom half of his frame, teasing the other, you can say.
His talons slip into the seams of his counterpart, fiddling with the wires beneath the plating. He can see something was up with the other but decides to not ask; most likely be better if he didn’t. After a bit of time, he moves his claws up to the other’s wings and shoulder vents, rubbing them.
Personally, he didn’t mind the scratches at all, though he was sure he’d find a way to get rid of them before returning to his trinemate. He wasn’t going to go displaying any spare time activities on his plating.
He took full advantage of the bared neck, curiously nibbling along the plating and any peaking cables just to see what kind of reaction he’d get. A moment later he was sliding a hand down to the plating on the other seeker’s lower body, testing the sensors and following the path of the strongest reactions to the space between his legs.
“Ngh—” He feels the other at his neck, making his head roll back a tad more just to give him more access. A shiver running down his frame as he feels the movements wandering down his lower torso and down to his spread legs. His frame moving side to side a bit and noises coming from the purple seeker as his counterpart continues. Definently getting different reactions from him yet all in a good way; pleased, very pleased.
Sorry but his claws dig into the plating more, he just can’t help it. If the other wanted he could assist getting them out since he usually does that to his own trinemates. As the other pursues in-between his legs, it makes them spread just a tad wider and a low groan escaping from him.
He was debating it quietly to himself for a moment before the claws were on the move again and it completely derailed his train of thought. He pressed into the touches, letting him have his fun for a moment before returning the attention, not even hiding his intentions as he explored and debated the best course of action.
He grins in response, continuing with his claws. As soon as he feels the exploring of his frame once again, Skywarp writhes underneath the purple seeker; trying to move into the other’s touches. He rolls his head back and arches his back in response to him as his talons dig into the plating more causing a bit of scratching in the process. Hopefully he won’t be mad…. His wings flare out in display once again.
“Well you’re from a different universe how am I supposed to know if you have the same equipment or not…” he frowned, but it was hardly a mood killer. He was just trying to figure out how to go about this since the charge was not going to just get up and walk away. He might as well do something with it.
“For all I know maybe your universe only has one method…”
“….yeah. Anyways, I can see your point but no we are the same…” Skywarp shifts slightly under his counterpart not quite sure what to do now. He wants to go on, just not sure if he should make the first move or not and plus still trying to figure out his counterpart.
Yeah they were the same but things were always different. Instead he goes about fiddling with the other’s plating with his clawed digits, getting into certain areas to caress and play with wiring.
He jolted at the claws in his plating. It didn’t hurt but it was an interesting prickle across his sensor net and he deiced he rather liked that. He was all ready to proceed on with his curious explorations, especially since the other seemed more than willing, but of course a random thought came to mind. He pulled back to break off most of the contact between their mouths, and tried to figure out just how he was going to ask this….
“So…. how… exactly do you interface exactly?”
Skywarp grins, seems like his counterpart likes claws, well he will keep that in mind. He allows him to pull away but keeps his claws in his counterpart’s plating. He stumbles at the other’s words; sputtering, “Wha— what? If you’re talking about ..well cause I’m different…there really isn’t a difference at all. You just do what you normally do…? Uh…” How to explain this…how.. hooooowwww… “Just pretty much get worked up til both partners are ready and you know the rest.” Well, he never though he would ever have to explain this to anyone…
He panted, vents worked up just from the little display they were putting on for each other. He allowed the other to stay up on his elbows for long enough to make it seem like he was completely going to get away with it. That is, until he surged down to catch him in a sudden kiss that was leaving little room to question any intentions anymore.
He continues watching the other, noticing the other’s vents clicking on, feeling the heat rolling off as he tries to cool himself down also. Completely caught off guard by the sudden kiss and being pushed onto his back, almost brings a sudden gasp from him at first. His wings flare out in display and out of instinct, he grabs at his counterpart’s frame; gripping with his claws, yet not damaging the other. He does not break away from the kiss… to his surprise, he seems to go along. Skywarp goes upon kissing his twin back, knowing that there is no turning back now.
Oh like he wasn’t going to notice that.
“I can be even more thoughtful too.” And he reached for him again, hand skimming plating and exploring again, but still being far from innocent in their adventuring. He paid special attentions to anything that got a good rise out of the other, before suddenly pulling his hands away. “When I want to anyway.”
“Oh really? Try me…” He moans as certain parts on his frame are touched. Every part had it’s own ‘special’ noise. Skywarp hisses as the other pulls his hands away, hissing at him. He wants to say something but doesn’t… if you want to? Then stop teasing and working him up so much, jeez. “Nn—” He sinks his claws into whatever he is near just not his counterpart.
He somewhat pushes himself to his elbows, not liking the completely submissive layout. Somewhat knowing that maybe, he might get pushed back down yet again.
After a moment he sits back, letting up the weight on his shoulders but pinning him by sitting high on his legs. “Considerate? Maybe soft.” he flared his wings up, clearly displaying. It was all part of the game, and he was treading carefully so he didn’t go too far. “I’m not going to complain over the loss of some paint.” ofcourse that just made it seem like he hadn’t heard the bit about offlining but whatever.
He grunts as the weight is moved yet again but now…on his legs. At least, he was sitting high, otherwise his knee-cap spikes would poke him right in the aft. Youch! “Hmmf…” Acting like two siblings, trying to backstab each other with words and actions. Two can play at this game for sure. He is intrigued by the other’s wings flaring out yet again as the soft glow to those…purple vents? Placed on his shoulders. “Mm, I rather not hurt my counterpart, especially one who is being so thoughtful.” He continues trying to get some of the weight off his legs, accidently spreading them out….Woops~
“Oh you know what I mean.” He doesn’t flinch at the power display, or what he could only assume was one. It was okay. Two could play at that game; and he was well versed in it. His hands crept to his counterpart’s shoulders and he put all of his upper weight against his arms as he leaned down. “Tickling? Really?”
He kept his weight even placed, so not to through himself off balance, but still pin the other without causing stress on his frame either. He wasn’t aiming to hurt the other seeker, just…well… whatever this was.
“Heh heh…” Scrap…really? He figures that the other was ‘fooling’ around yet not too sure. Oh….what has Skywarp gotten himself into now. He knows other universes act differently in forms of per-say….dominance. Not trying to give the other a bad idea, he merely hisses as he is pinned down more.
“Nnck— It was not tickling fool, it’s ghosting. And I rather not make deep gashes in you since I have offlined other’s with these claws of mine, consider me….considerate.” Just another stupid come back, unnecessary. Skywarp tries to make the other ease up a bit, way too strong for this ‘smaller’ frame of his.
The tickling made him squirm, and eventually he reached and grabbed the hands. Pushing forward to force the other back and onto his back, pinning him down. They were similar in general size, sure, but he had more bulk. And he used that to his advantage, purring as he leaned down over his twin. “Now what did you hope to achieve with that?”
He is semi-surprised…yet not as his hands are grabbed. And furthermore to be pushed down onto his back, happening all to quick to flare his wings out of the way so he doesn’t end up damaging them. As he pushed, Skywarp tries not to stab his three pronged helm crest. Yeah, that might hurt… He tries to get the other off a bit but he is way stronger than him— hence being more stockier than him. A low-like growl emits from his vocalizer, curling his lips to it in the process, jumping around the other’s words, “Whatever do you mean?” A snerk forms on his face.