The sight of the leader of the DJD on his knees in front of him did things for First Aid's libido that he would ashamed of later. It was a dark, very violent flare of lust, his visor widening as he looked at the huge mech like he was some sort of game to be gutted and eaten.
"Look at you on your knees," he purrs, stepping forward to take that huge masked face between his palms and turn it towards him. One thumb rubs over the slit of the mask, tracing where his lips would be. "Filthy."
He's small enough he can bend a knee and rub it at Tarn's slicked covers, spreading the thick lubricant over the red metal of his thigh. It scrapes just slightly, enough for the noise to grate the audios, but the wetness eases the slide. First Aid would normally never get this close, the exception being that one overcharged night. Certainly not in this way, but Tarn's frustration was really doing it for him.
"You like being on your knees, don't you? Go on, open. Show me how filthy you are."
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The sight of the leader of the DJD on his knees in front of him did things for First Aid's libido that he would ashamed of later. It was a dark, very violent flare of lust, his visor widening as he looked at the huge mech like he was some sort of game to be gutted and eaten.
"Look at you on your knees," he purrs, stepping forward to take that huge masked face between his palms and turn it towards him. One thumb rubs over the slit of the mask, tracing where his lips would be. "Filthy."
He's small enough he can bend a knee and rub it at Tarn's slicked covers, spreading the thick lubricant over the red metal of his thigh. It scrapes just slightly, enough for the noise to grate the audios, but the wetness eases the slide. First Aid would normally never get this close, the exception being that one overcharged night. Certainly not in this way, but Tarn's frustration was really doing it for him.
"You like being on your knees, don't you? Go on, open. Show me how filthy you are."