That flick against his spike as a shudder going through the smaller mech, a choked off whimper bubbling up in his vocalizer as he grips at the other's scope mount for a level of support. Even though he's been doing this for awhile, always getting some sort of release with his patients, it feels so good--so new every time.
Which is why he keeps going; keeps using them.
As the other takes him in completely, Rung whimpers again and can't help but rock his hips just a bit, pushing his spike further into the other's mouth, using the grip he has on the scope and the opposite shoulder now to pull Perceptor forward. Not that he'd have to encourage the other to take it most likely but he wants to be sure; wants Perceptor to do what he wants him to do.
His internal temperature continues to climb as his body trembles every now and then, his hips moving more, urging the other to take him deeper; to keep going and not stop.
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Which is why he keeps going; keeps using them.
As the other takes him in completely, Rung whimpers again and can't help but rock his hips just a bit, pushing his spike further into the other's mouth, using the grip he has on the scope and the opposite shoulder now to pull Perceptor forward. Not that he'd have to encourage the other to take it most likely but he wants to be sure; wants Perceptor to do what he wants him to do.
His internal temperature continues to climb as his body trembles every now and then, his hips moving more, urging the other to take him deeper; to keep going and not stop.