[It's almost a pleading sort of tone that's used when he says it, Smokescreen's engine revving as the other's fingers wrap around his spike and he can't help but thrust his hips a bit--as much as he can that is--enjoying that friction he's finally getting.
He doesn't grace the other with an answer, instead just lets his engine purr and his hips jerk as best they can again, the Autobot squirming as the need to touch rises.]
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[It's almost a pleading sort of tone that's used when he says it, Smokescreen's engine revving as the other's fingers wrap around his spike and he can't help but thrust his hips a bit--as much as he can that is--enjoying that friction he's finally getting.
He doesn't grace the other with an answer, instead just lets his engine purr and his hips jerk as best they can again, the Autobot squirming as the need to touch rises.]