[He leans into that touch and the purr that bubbles up in his vocalizer is the most content purr that ever existed, thank you very much.
Predaking wastes no time in slinking around Dreadwing, trapping the other in the circle of his body and tail, purposefully rubbing his head and neck along the seeker's wings as he does. His tail flicks up and brushes against Dreadwing's abdominal plating then lower, the predacon nipping at the hip he comes to as he completely circles around the other now.]
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Predaking wastes no time in slinking around Dreadwing, trapping the other in the circle of his body and tail, purposefully rubbing his head and neck along the seeker's wings as he does. His tail flicks up and brushes against Dreadwing's abdominal plating then lower, the predacon nipping at the hip he comes to as he completely circles around the other now.]