Dreadwing shows you how talented his glossa is.
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When Dreadwing got back to his berthroom after a long day he saw that you were in your little house that he made for you in his closet. He was thankful to have you in his life. His cooling fans kicked on when he saw that you were only wearing a towel.
"You're back!" You said happily as you looked at your Cybertronian boyfriend.
"Why are you wearing a towel?" Dreadwing asked you.
"I just got done drying off after a bath. Why, do you like what you see?" You asked him suggestively.
"I- yes, I do." Dreadwing stammered, a blush appearing on his faceplates.
"Well, you know, we could have some fun now that you're back." You said, winking at him.
Dreadwing smirked, knowing what you were implying. He let you get on his right servo, allowing you to lay down before he did anything. As he sat on his berth and moved his right servo to his faceplates he undid his-
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Transformers and Voltron Oneshots Book 2
Short StoryHere is my second oneshots book. This book is marked as mature, so if you're younger than 17 read at your own risk. This is meant to be read at a 17+ years old POV.
