Unintentionally

Next Go Round

After a few scattered meetups at their now usual meeting place, Dreadwing came to their cave to place a few things at the back. More accurately a few thermal blankets so they wouldn't keep getting absolutely filthy on the cave floor when they went at it as hard as they tended to do, a signal blocker to prevent being found and finally a noise blocking bubble that anything outside the radius wouldn't be able to hear what was going on within the device's field.

He ducked inside after making sure he wasn't followed and was startled to find Carbine already there. She was curled into a ball in a corner holding her helm in the throes of a major panic attack.

"Carbine?" He quickly placed down his things and went to check on her, reaching out a servo to place it on her shoulder.

She flinched curling up tighter with a whimper.

Dreadwing pulled back and thought for a moment before setting up the two devices and laying out the blankets before coming back to Carbine.

"Carbine, it's me. You are safe... Come here" he said gently.

She didn't flinch away from his touch this time and he sat on the blankets and pulled her into his lap, holding her close while she breathed in ragged panicked gasps. He pressed his helm into her shoulder whispering assurances that she was safe and okay.

Carbine pressed herself into him seeking comfort she desperately needed. After a while she began to relax into him and come out of her panic attack.

"Dreadwing?" She whispered with a raspy intake of breath.

"I am here." He squeezed her tightly

"Why?"

"I don't know... I came to bring some items here and found you. I couldn't leave you in the state you were in."

Carbine continued to look at him, calming herself down finally before she grabbed his helm and pulled him into a kiss.

Dreadwing pulled back not wanting to take advantage of her in her fragile state.

"Wing please." She looked up at him with pleading optics "I need you." She was desperate to feel good and make someone else feel good.

Dreadwing sighed, what was happening to him? Feeling such deep concern and giving into this autobot like this... he kissed her back pulling her closer to his frame. Carbine groaned as she shifted a little to get more comfortable on his lap before she deepened the kiss.

He gave a small groan, his body involuntarily responded to the signals her body was giving off as she shifted on his lap and he grabbed her aft as he let her do what she wanted.

Carbine moaned as she slipped her tongue into his mouth and started playing with his as she wrapped her arms around him. He hummed as his tongue wrestled with hers while he started groping her aft, leaving one servo to do that while the other servo moved up her back to play with the sensitive areas around her wheel struts.

Carbine groaned before she pulled away from the kiss and let out a loud moan to his touch. Dreadwing smirked a little. Her frame was heating up, body twitching every now and then, loving what he was doing to her and getting what she wanted.

"How do you want it?" he asked before starting to pay attention to her audial fin, nibbling and sucking on it, finding that it drove her crazy.

The femme moaned louder before she smirked at him, before she pushed him down onto the blankets. "Would you... let me control this for the moment?" she asked

His servos moved to her hips immediately. "I have nowhere to be and nothing important to do so we can do anything all night if you like."

Carbine pulled him into another kiss. He kissed back and started going for the most sensitive spots on her body.