[Closed, until Starscream really gets going. But that can wait a little while longer. For now...
The hand resting just above Smokescreen's panel starts to travel back upwards, digging more deeply into those sweet spots he'd found earlier, while the hand on Smokescreen's face starts to travel downward, stroking at the cables in his neck in a comforting, yet vaguely threatening (or at least, that's what he's aiming for), gesture.
And, with a smirk, he ducks his head down to start mouthing at Smokescreen's chassis, occasionally throwing out an exaggerated moan, just to rile the Autobot up.]
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The hand resting just above Smokescreen's panel starts to travel back upwards, digging more deeply into those sweet spots he'd found earlier, while the hand on Smokescreen's face starts to travel downward, stroking at the cables in his neck in a comforting, yet vaguely threatening (or at least, that's what he's aiming for), gesture.
And, with a smirk, he ducks his head down to start mouthing at Smokescreen's chassis, occasionally throwing out an exaggerated moan, just to rile the Autobot up.]