Crush All Humanz: *bang bang bang goes Crusher's fist on the door*
JazzBabySays: -the soft sounds of metal rustling together is heard, before the door slides open with a whoosh, Blackout looking rather disgruntled (not to be mistaken for PMSy, like he was earlier) and...more tired than you'd think after he was supposed to be recharging- ...yes?

Crush All Humanz: *frowns at Blackout's expression and suddenly backtracks his thoughts, kind of pondering why he thought it'd be a good idea to come a'calling at all.* ..................I'M.......i'm gonna do one of two things right now. either shove you against a wall and molest you in the hall, or do it in your room. got a preference? *pretty totally honest, to tell you the truth*
JazzBabySays: -now that certainly woke him up, though he still has to take a moment to process it a couple times to be sure he hadn't misheard. blinks slowly, once, at him- You and your dashing way with words... But since you seem to have given me so little choice...-grabs him by the front, pulling him inside-

Crush All Humanz: *grins as he's yoinked, kicking the door shut as he basically is pulled past it* who needs words? *grabs his arms and spins them, slamming Blackout against the wall beside the door, leaning in and kissing him with fervor, claws gripping either side of the other's helm. damn if he isn't trying to put every bit of finesse into his kissing at the moment*
JazzBabySays: -any response he might have had is effectively cut off, a smirk entering their kiss as he takes notice of just how rough the other is tonight before he pushes right back, teeth and tongue and everything else taking hold of Bonecrusher's mouth and showing him just how it's done. his own fingers dig sharply into his shoulders, pulling him closer-

Crush All Humanz: *grins a bit and tugs back, licking his lips - and really, Blackout's too, with how close they are* so, i gotta question. *lowers his voice to about the same decibel as a running engine* just how sensitive are those fancy little blender blades of yours?
JazzBabySays: -gives his lower lip a gentle nip before murmuring back- I thought it was you that said 'who needs words'? -chuckles softly, shifting to whisper directly into his audios- Do as you will to them and find out for yourself...

Crush All Humanz: *shudders at that - oh-ho, yeah, that's just precisely what he likes to hear - and slides his hands to Blackout's shoulders, digging his claws in briefly... and then he smirks, twisting to get behind the other, pushing him forward until he's basically knee to berth* let's see here - *and rakes his claws down the other's sides, dropping into a crouch and licking a blade, running his tongue all the way from tip to base, nipping at the place where it connects to the rest of very delicious mech*
JazzBabySays: -when the blades are connected and not being used as a weapon, they pretty much act like any other limb, the connectors at the base hooked up to the same nervous system relays so he can sense if they're being struck - or in this case, brushed by a certain part of Bonecrusher's anatomy. which pretty much goes without saying he's most certainly feeling every single act that's being done to them, his sensors heightening to maximum to further the impulses each blade is sending throughout his frame. he makes a sound deep in his throat akin to a pleased groan and a purr, his hands reaching out for some kind of perch and ending up with his claws scraping deep gouges into the wall-

Crush All Humanz: *he grins at this, teething the connector of this particular blade while reaching a hand around to dig claws into any bit of wiring he can get to beneath the other's armor. his engine revs at the sounds Blackout's making, and he uses his other hand to manhandle another blade. he slides his tongue into any crevasses the rotor has readily at his disposal, before biting at the blade itself, careful enough to not cut his mouth up, but not really thinking much about it - he's more looking for anything the other might do, anything that he can molest and abuse*
JazzBabySays: -his full 33 foot frame quakes, barely able to support his own weight as his systems are bombarded with so many pleasant sensations, a warning light kicking on about overheating that is swiftly ignored as his backup coolant programs initiate (to almost little avail, mind). at that last part, namely the bite, he finally lets out a cry, a sure precursor to a scream-

Crush All Humanz: *draws his teeth along the blade, scraping sharply against metal, and drops one hand low to start working on unlatching Blackout's lower armor, digging claws into wires and pinching, running his other hand lightly once, twice, three times against the other blades before sliding it around to gently pet and massage his side, reluctantly looking for latches and not wanting to quite stop playing with the sharp blades*
JazzBabySays: -throws his head back slightly, engines whining all the while as his fingers dig in deeper to the wall, pretty much embedding themselves there.-

Crush All Humanz: *pulls at Blackout's lower armor, sliding it off slow as possible - considering how much he just wants to get in there - and slips lower in his crouching position, bracing himself for pain and sucking at the tips of the blades, licking and alternating between them, hands sliding down the other's thighs and plucking gently at wires, keeping blunt edges under them and rubbing, going for friction, pinching wires and scraping lightly against ports, hard enough to be felt but not enough to damage anything too badly*

 

 

AND THE MUNS PASSED OUT.  BUT, Y’KNOW, ‘S STILL HOT.