((After Megatron and Starscream started fighting in Fantasyland, Bonecrusher and Blackout went off to explore a ride known for great “making out” – things... don’t go as planned with the Haunted Mansion, though.))

 

JazzBabySays: -yeah well it's a good thing the other isn't complaining, though Blackout surely would have loved it just as much if he would have had to...convince the other otherwise. doesn't even bother waiting for the ride to begin as he sits down, pulling the other's holo down with him and latching onto his face-

crush all humanz: *Bonecrusher ain't complaining~! He grabs at Blackout's hips, digging fingers into them and sliding his hands up and down the other's sides, not so much kissing as biting and nipping at his lips*
JazzBabySays: -has a lot of pent up violence, lust and other naughty, dirty and creative things to work out of his system right now, and has every intention of working them out on Bonecrusher-

crush all humanz: *you know, Bonecrusher's going to start inviting Megatron and Starscream everywhere from now on and provoke fights, especially now that he knows how violent they get~*

crush all humanz: *oh, and uh, did Blackout want these pants off 'cos Crusher's pretty sure he does, a hand already working on the fastenings*
JazzBabySays: -probably should care that he forgot to retract his knuckle razors but seeing as they're just tearing bits of the other's clothing and barely nicking his skin (and by nicking we obviously mean outright cutting) he doesn't waste the time to alter the situation. wildly he rains kisses on the other's lips, chin, his cheeks...then lower, to his neck, teeth marking it up with various marks, declaring mine and and demanding now now now-

crush all humanz: *isn't paying attention at all to the razors, because quite frankly he doesn't care about them; he's more interested in the teeth on his neck, head falling slightly to the side and a low groan trailing out, hands fumbling to get those pants in a less binding position*
JazzBabySays: -gives the front of his neck a harsh nip before moving on, coming across one of the wounds he had created and unwaveringly he runs his tongue along it, lips brushing it lightly as the muscle digs slightly into the gash. seeing as the other is apparently incapable of doing anything he reaches down, guiding Bonecrusher's hands on how to properly get rid of his clothes enough to get at least a little something done before the first trip around this ride is over-

crush all humanz: *what do you expect? He's not exactly thinking coherently, arching up against Blackout's mouth and pulling him closer, gladly using the other's help to get those damned pants out of the way* Slaggit - this ride is how long again...? *hissing*
JazzBabySays: I wasn't...-pants softly- planning on moving...if you weren't...-gasps as his clothing is finally slid away, the lower half of his body arching upwards into Bonecrusher's touch, his tongue swiftly moving onto another gash-

crush all humanz: *nods dumbly* Works for me.... *groans again, shifting his weight to lean more against Blackout than the ride itself, hands wandering along thigh and stomach. if you want to tease him with a lollipop, you better expect retaliation!*

JazzBabySays: -oh Bonecrusher, you can try your hand at revenge all you like, but Blackout doesn't take kindly to such open shows of retaliation. remember, he likes be spoiled. when he doesn't get what he wants he bites down on the cuts he'd made, fingers grasping the other's hips and fingernails digging in roughly, urging the other to come closer, to meld and be there and dammit do something more before he loses it, he's already so close and...! he starts as he hears a loud, sudden clash over them, it surprising him enough to have him buck too suddenly and send them both rolling over onto the foot of the cart in an uncomfortable tangle of limbs-

crush all humanz: *OW!* Slaggit- Blender what the slag is your problem?! *D8 Had been just about to actually do something worthwhile!*
JazzBabySays: -growls, wincing as the holo's elbow digs into his dreads, holding his head down- I was taken off guard! -snaps harshly, trying to shift upright and finding himself rather stuck- Move your fat aft already!

crush all humanz: *makes an annoyed noise and tries to push himself up onto the seat - succeeds only in kneeing Blackout in the back* It ain't fat!
JazzBabySays: Ung! -his back gives a sound pop as its forced back into place, and he grunts, bringing his leg up from behind the other and giving him a sound kick in the back of the head- Could have fooled me with how you're crushing me with it.

crush all humanz: *swears loudly, earning a few annoyed noises from other riders, and shoves himself away from blackout, clambering up into the seat and rubbing the back of his head* You slaggin' coward, freakin' out like that. *>_<*
JazzBabySays: Don't give me that, slagger! You know very well how hyped up I get when...we...I...this happens! -snaps back in return, slowly rising back upp into a kneeling position, enough to reassemble his attire, before plopping down on the far opposite side of the ride. not touching Bonecrusher :<-

crush all humanz: Yeah, well, I figured you were sufficiently distracted from the ghosts and spooks! *points out at the currently passing scene as an example*
JazzBabySays: -sneers- Perhaps next time, if there even is a next time, you should try to be better at the art of distraction.

crush all humanz: *growls back, and then crosses his arms, sulking in his corner and ignoring the stupid ghosts >|*
JazzBabySays: -shuns!-

crush all humanz: You're such a glitch. *flatly*
JazzBabySays: And you are a tactless moron who only runs on their baser instincts if I ever saw one. -shoots right back snidely-

crush all humanz: We both already knew this! *swings his foot to the side to kick him half-heartedly*
JazzBabySays: Apparently not well enough! It obviously still dines on being repeated! -makes a swipe at his face with his knuckle razors-

crush all humanz: O_O *DUCKS*

crush all humanz: Primus, you missclocked idiot!

crush all humanz: I might not BLEED on you but that still hurts!
JazzBabySays: ....yes, that generally is the idea behind smacking someone upside the head with sharp or otherwise blunt devices in an attempt to knock some sense into them. -said in a straight, level tone with no traces of amusement-

crush all humanz: *shakes his head and glares* You're lucky I love you. Else I'd be breakin' yer back with my hand.
JazzBabySays: Have we not already been over this? -scowls, sinking into his seat, arms crossing over his chest- I hate having to restate my afterlife propositions should it occur.

crush all humanz: ......*just glares*
JazzBabySays: -unfazed and uncaring-

crush all humanz: *THERE'S THE END OF THE RIDE*

crush all humanz: *JUST IN SIGHT*
JazzBabySays: -is more than ready to get off this be-damned right, and barely waits for it to stop before he hops up, grabbing a nearby rail and just hauling out of there. it was getting cramped in there anyway-

crush all humanz: .....*follows at a slower, sulkier pace*

 

((AND they went on a few other rides but...  Results were similar.  (might log it, I don’t know :P)))