Brainstorm realizes, just maybe, the heli can't help himself and that's not really comforting at all so he keeps his own chest closed. Spinister's spark was swollen with enough charge for both of them, rubbing against the armor where his wings meet and making spiderwebs of static dance over his frame. He vents heavily, his own spark pulsing hard in it's casing, gathering with sympathetic energy from Spinister's bared one.
"F-Fraag," he whines, letting his head drop again as the rocking speeds up. Brainstorm adjusts his arms on their elbows to brace himself better, rocking forward slightly when the heavier mech slides to the base within him.
His own spike bobs with the movement, leaking a few small drops of fluid onto the ground, joining the puddle of water and lubricant between his legs. As the charge swells, his valve becomes more relaxed and open to Spinister's thrusts, squeezing as he drags out and relaxing as he pushes back in. It makes a few involuntary sounds escape the jet as his aft gets a pounding.
Slaaag, he already ached. In a good way.
"Spin." It was hard to concentrate on talking when each thrust against his ceiling node made his vocalizer short and click into cute sputtering static. "Gonna cum inside?"
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Brainstorm realizes, just maybe, the heli can't help himself and that's not really comforting at all so he keeps his own chest closed. Spinister's spark was swollen with enough charge for both of them, rubbing against the armor where his wings meet and making spiderwebs of static dance over his frame. He vents heavily, his own spark pulsing hard in it's casing, gathering with sympathetic energy from Spinister's bared one.
"F-Fraag," he whines, letting his head drop again as the rocking speeds up. Brainstorm adjusts his arms on their elbows to brace himself better, rocking forward slightly when the heavier mech slides to the base within him.
His own spike bobs with the movement, leaking a few small drops of fluid onto the ground, joining the puddle of water and lubricant between his legs. As the charge swells, his valve becomes more relaxed and open to Spinister's thrusts, squeezing as he drags out and relaxing as he pushes back in. It makes a few involuntary sounds escape the jet as his aft gets a pounding.
Slaaag, he already ached. In a good way.
"Spin." It was hard to concentrate on talking when each thrust against his ceiling node made his vocalizer short and click into cute sputtering static. "Gonna cum inside?"