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Transformers Prime (Furry_DiEnd/Razerwing1987 1x1)

Without much thought Arcee released her the parts of her codpiece that would keep her 'private bits' safe. She knew what was coming next, though to be honest she relished it and at the same time didn't. She loved it because well, she had to admit the pay off of being taken to the edge of overload over and over again before getting any sort of release was enough to damned near fry her CPU. Arcee 'felt' a bit chilled as she exposed her heated interface equipment to Airrchnid and shivered, though she shivered not only because of the cold, but because she knew what was coming and was looking forward to it.​
 
"Good girl," Airrachnid purred deeply continuing to molest Arcee's chest and mouth with her free hand and glossa respectively. Her other hand teased around her port, the sharp claw oh so careful not to nick the depreciate and sensitive valve as she pushed it in, joined by a companion and then another, slowly pressing her three fingers in and around the port. Lubricant and electricity danced around her fingertips, as she pressed for sensors before sliding them back out.
 
"Primus..." Arcee moaned as she felt Airrachnid's fingers dance their dance inside her port, and her remaining hand and glossa toyed and teased her now hypersensitive chest plating. Airrachnid knew exactly where, and how, to tease the combat oriented femme when they interfaced and was not shy about teasing her to the edge of CPU corruption, and she damned near did it every time. It was an amazing wonder that Arcee wasn't in need of a full system re-calibration every four or five cycles. "Heh, really? Si-since...hgn, when did I stop b-being...ah-ha...a 'naughty little femme'?" Arcee asked saucily as Airrachnid continued to tease and play with the sensors inside of her valve.​
 
"Never, but i always like rewarding cooperative captives," she purred reaching again for the node of sensors deep within Arcee's port, biting at the armor covering her spark chamber gently, enough to cause sensation perhaps a little pain, but not enough to cause any permanent damage. "You going to sing tonight my little canary?" she purred chuckling and pumping her fingers in and out, at an erratic pace, enough to drive the femme insane.
 
Arcee grunted and gasped as Airrachnid's long slender fingers went after a particularly sensitive clusters of nodes and sensors. She arched her back-strut as she felt Airrachnid bite at the plating that housed her spark, enjoying the semi-painful yet pleasurable sensation the sensor nodes there picked up. "Y-you and yuh-your...agh...organic references." Arcee gasped clinching her thighs down on Airrachnid's hand, forcing it deeper into her now freely lubricating valve. "Buh-but...yeah, I'll sing for ya. Ngh...don't I always?" she asked enjoying the feeling of Airrachnid's fingers on her inner sensors.​
 
"Of course," Airrachnid purred and smiled, slipping her fingers even deeper into her valve. She spread her fingers, putting pressure upon the entire unit as a claw gently teased the node of sensors, putting just enough pressure on it to send sparks up her companions back.

((sorry about the late reply, ^^;; )
 
The blue femme arched her backstrut when she felt her companion tease a highly sensitive sensor node. Arcee moaned and struggled against her bonds, which she remembered she didn't want to break just yet since that would ruin all the fun they were having right now. "Primus..." she muttered as she arched her hips trying to get more pressure on the sensor node even though she knew she probably wouldn't be able to do so.​
 
Airrachnid grinned as Arcee danced before her on the bed. She continued to tease, rolling her own hips down into one of Arcee's legs growling, or perhaps purring, lowly in her chest. The driller moved down and bit at Arcee's lips her purple eyes shuttered as she continued to please her partner.
 
Arcee pouted her lips as Airrachnid bit down on her lips. She moaned deep in her vocal processor housing as she felt the other Femme grind her codpiece against her leg and tug lightly yet forcefully on her lips. She quite enjoyed this feeling of helplessness, at least she enjoyed it when she was around Airrachnid, when she wasn't around her, she hated being helpless or thought of as helpless.​
 
The taller femme growled contentedly as she continued to molest Arcee in the best ways. Her fingers teased and prodded, the sharp claw like tips teasing nodes and sensors as she continued to plunder the blue femme's mouth. her chest plating opened slightly with the arousal and energy seeping through her frame, and she picked at Arcee's chest armor as well to coax her open.
 
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