Soundwave had encountered a new problem with kicking the Cassettes out of their suite. Cascade was eternally the best berth-partner he'd ever had, there was no complaints about recharging beside her. She was easy to hold, comfortably warm, and didn't move often.

The problem was; there was no one to put space between them. She cuddled as close to him as possible, holding onto him with her digits holding onto his back plating. Her digits often hooked under an edge and her long claws would rub against hidden sensor nodes. Which were much more sensitive than he realized.

She often hooked a leg around his waist, too. Which meant he was all too aware for every shift and movement her hips made. Pairing that with her claws rubbing hidden nodes, well, simply put, he woke up with a light charge coarsing through his protoform and an uncomfortable heat behind his interface panelling.

Thankfully, she was usually in deep enough recharge to not notice when he pulled free to duck in the washracks. Some shame had crept into the back of his processor as it happened repeatedly; the last time he felt that way was so long ago and had ended in severe failure, he squashed that emotion.

However, Cascade had brought many emotions he'd squashed back to the forefront of his processor. The love he felt for her was vastly different than from his Cassettes, as was the care he felt towards her. She made him happy in ways he didn't dare to entertain before meeting her and his spark practically sang whenever she gave him that sweet, soft smile.

Now, she was unintentionally making his frame run hotter. She was simply sipping some of her sweetened high grade with little flecks of copper sprinkles. The copper lingered on her lips, despite her best attempts to lick them away, and gave them an almost sparkly appeal.

He shifted slightly on the berth, trying to focus on the datapad in hand. Her pedes were in his lap as she leaned back against the piled up pillows, sipping her drink and reading her own datapad. It was dark outside and while he didn't have work tomorrow, he rarely stayed up late.

She sipped another mouthful, her servo easily holding the cube. Her servos were back to normal and he'd helped her by carefully stacking cubes onto a tray. When she held it up for several long minutes without a single ache, he was convinced she was back to normal. He was happy to have her back to full health, but that meant her time off was ending soon and he wouldn't be coming home to a pretty Seeker in his berth anymore.

He softly sighed and set down his datapad, staring as she tried to lick off the copper sprinkles from her lips. She blinked at him and tilted her head slightly, her glossa sliding back into her intake. Shiny copper decorated her lips and he finally moved.

She stared as he moved onto his knees and let him take her cube and datapad, setting both on the small table. She loosely hugged his shoulders and he gripped her hips, pulling her close. She leaned in, expecting a kiss, and stilled when his glossa slid out to lick over her lips.

He kept his optics off as he gave small, light licks over her lips. The copper was sweetened from her drink, but he found himself wanting more of it. He pulled her closer, noticing her leg sliding over his hip.

Her claws slipped under a plate to rub against a few nodes and her lips parted slightly, giving him access to the inside of her intake. A soft moan escaped his vocalizer as he tasted pure sweetness. Personal taste be damned, whenever she tasted this sweet, he couldn't get enough of it.

He slid one servo along her thigh, pressing his hips to hers. She moaned softly as she felt the heat radiate off him, sliding her glossa against his.

He pressed close and tightened his grip, hearing a soft gasp from her and faintly tasting energon. He quickly pulled back and looked down at her, gripping her chin between his digits to peer at her intake. A small cut was on her lower lip and he could faintly taste the energon in his intake.

He quickly pulled away from her, his mask practically slamming into place. He vented heavily, his plating still running hot as he backed away from the berth. His voice crackled with static, "Apologies."

She frowned slightly and he stared at the energon staining her lips. He could still taste her energon in his mouth. "Soundwave, it's okay, calm down. Let's talk this out."

He shook his head slightly and quickly walked out, making a beeline for the door out. He could hear her quickly follow him and quickened his pace, commanding the door to lock behind himself. Taking the stairs down, he ignored the mocking voice in his processor as he fled.

He could still taste her energon.