No matter how hard he presses his hands over his faceshield, they're incapable of smothering his overexcited giggles as he watches Wing pleasure himself with wide optics. He actually lets out a squeaky little moan as Wing presses fingers into himself, his own port clenching with sympathetic desire.

Sweet absent Allspark, but watching someone do this in person is way hotter than just reading about it in a raunchy novel.

He's venting heavily, face glowing red as Wing comes back to himself, and he gives a small wordless squeak as that warm gaze focuses on him. He almost overloads again right there when Wing moans his name.