[Rather than shout the repeat action drew a moan from Breakdown as he tried to shift his hips forward to encourage more. His lack of orientation made the shift unsettling and he had to focus on feeling stable again, and by the time he did that he was being nuzzled. He returned the action with his own affectionate nuzzle, making a humming sound to convey his enjoyment.
The nip earned Predaking a gasp, though it was hardly a negative sound as Breakdown's head shifted to the side, rolling to expose as much of his neck to the other as he could. The sensations at his neck are counterpointed by sensations along his panel, the flexible tail of the impressive beast stroking across it, the friction just enough to make him try to spread his thighs.
Breakdown can feel the vibration of Predaking's growl against his neck, the sensation adding a small moan in with the soft whines he had been giving off at the dual assault on his neck and his panel.
Then the nips are moving, Predakind going down his body, the sensations throwing charges through his systems and making the large mech fairly tremble with reaction.
He had been trying to hold on but he couldn't do so any longer, not with the way he could feel the tongue at the wires in his hip or the delicious scrape of the tail across his panel, every little nick or chip making small, almost minute vibrations, but all so obvious to the blinded and deafened mech. His panel cover slid back with a click, his half rigid spike showing itself, and gave testament to the speed of his arousal as it grew even as it was looked at, his valve open, warm and already becoming slick with lubricants, in anticipation of activity there.]
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The nip earned Predaking a gasp, though it was hardly a negative sound as Breakdown's head shifted to the side, rolling to expose as much of his neck to the other as he could. The sensations at his neck are counterpointed by sensations along his panel, the flexible tail of the impressive beast stroking across it, the friction just enough to make him try to spread his thighs.
Breakdown can feel the vibration of Predaking's growl against his neck, the sensation adding a small moan in with the soft whines he had been giving off at the dual assault on his neck and his panel.
Then the nips are moving, Predakind going down his body, the sensations throwing charges through his systems and making the large mech fairly tremble with reaction.
He had been trying to hold on but he couldn't do so any longer, not with the way he could feel the tongue at the wires in his hip or the delicious scrape of the tail across his panel, every little nick or chip making small, almost minute vibrations, but all so obvious to the blinded and deafened mech. His panel cover slid back with a click, his half rigid spike showing itself, and gave testament to the speed of his arousal as it grew even as it was looked at, his valve open, warm and already becoming slick with lubricants, in anticipation of activity there.]