I shiver and whimper as Guyhawk runs his warm servo down my back. The pink soldier sat in an armless chair, with the me bent over his knee. My panties were off and removed to expose the soft and sensitive flesh of my ass.

"God, you're so sexy and filthy , already whimpering when I've barely touched you," Guyhawk admonishes. He waits a few seconds, and smacks my ass as it becomes clear that his partner (me) has no words to offer. I wriggle and yelps at the sudden sting. "Doesn't my dirty little girl have any words for her master?"

I shake my head. "You know this is no fun when you're quiet," Guyhawk sighs, tracing his digits around my pussy. I shiver again, labia twitching and drooling a bit of lubricant.

"S-sorry Sir," I whisper.

Guyhawk raises a brow. I didn't usually whisper. "Speak up, I can't hear you," he demands. He gives a spank to my pussy.

"S-sorry sir!" I yelp at the wet smack.

"Are you even paying attention to my words,Girl?" Guyhawk growls, digging two digits into my pussy without warning.

I don't clench around him like usual, and my attention seems to be elsewhere.

"...What's wrong,Princess?" Guyhawk sighs. He would never be caught saying that nickname outside his and my hab.

"...You don't mean the names you call me, right? I'm not just... some convenient cum drinking girl to you?" I say quietly.

Oh here we go, feelings .

"I mean only the true stuff," Guyhawk says, rubbing the mark he left on me.

I look at him from the corner of my eye.

"I mean, you are a cocksucker , quite literally, aren't you?" the warrior half grins.

I chuffed. "It's just... I talked with Hellbat... And he hears all sorts of things... People call me your worthless fucktoy..."

"You're not worthless. And... you're more than a toy. I may be... horrible with feelings and stuff, but I do have some decency." He's idly massaging one of my ass cheeks at this point.

"You know I love you,Right?" Guyhawk asked,Smirking. "Y-Yes,How could I forget?" I said. Guyhawk smirked more. "Because I fuck you almost all day every day? And you're my precious little girlfriend aren't you?" He said,Smirking with a smug look. "Yes,Of course." I said,Smiling and blushing. Then I paused for a bit.

"...Guyhawk?"

"Hm?"

"I don't think I'm in the mood for interface right now..." I confessed. "But I also... I don't want you to leave."

Guyhawk frowns. "You mean like... cuddle or whatever?"

"I... yeah." My voice is tiny.

The jet is silent for a bit before he presses a surprisingly tender kiss to my spine. "If you were anyone else, I would say no."

I smile softly before shifting to get up. Guyhawk picks me up and slings me over his shoulder, causing me to squeak. "G-Guy!"

"What? You love this," he chuckles, patting my bared pussy. He then near-throws me onto the berth, eliciting another squeak. Guyhawk chuckles as he crawls over me,pulling the blankets up as he presses his helm-beak to my forehead.

I smile softly and wraps my arms around Guyhawk's shoulders. "I know you don't want to hear this... but I love you," I whisper.

Guyhawk uses the remote on the side table to turn the lights off before laying down next to me. His red optics settle on my face before he tilts his helm and softly kisses me.

Soft kisses from Guyhawk were rare, and they made me melt. No harsh teeth, no bruising dermas, no wrestling of glossas. Just my soft lips and his lip plates, lazily brushing together. It made my heart flutter.

We both gently pull our lips apart to gaze at each other's faces, lit up only by Guyhawks optics.

"You're so fucking pretty," I murmur.

Guyhawk chuckles. "Damn right. You're not half bad yourself." I pouts at him. "Okay, okay, you're adorably sexy, is that what you wanted to hear?"

I makes a thinking face. "Yes,it'll do. You get a pass since you're, y'know, you," I smile up at my lover.

Guyhawk kisses my nose. "You're gonna be the death of me."

"Well actually,I will only be the life of you," I correct him.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever hot stuff." Guyhawk leans back in to kiss me deeply, making me purr.

I couldn't help the warming of my body. Something about bantering with Guyhawk and these tender kisses... Well I certainly was feeling better than when the session started.

Guyhawk seemed to catch onto my rekindled arousal, still kissing softly, but he does lick at my lips for permission. My lips part at the same time I wraps my legs around Guyhawk's hips, pressing my still exposed pussy to my partner's closed spike panel.

The panel does not stay closed for long, as Guyhawk allows it to slide back so he can rub his spike between his lover's (my) labia. His servos wander, mostly squeezing my ass.

I moan quietly, mostly swallowed by Guyhawk as the latter starts to sensually claim both pairs of lips. As his glossa passes into my derma, Guyhawk's spike carefully presses into his partner's pussy.

It was so different than all the other times he had interfaced with me, so slow and gentle and dizzying. I mewl as Guyhawk slides in,My slick pussy swallowing the girth with ease.

Once I adjust, Guyhawk sets a slow and steady pace, really more preoccupied with drowning in my kisses. I was starting to get vocal, every thrust nailing my G-Spot. Perks of dating a large mech.

Guyhawk finally pulls away from the kiss, much to both of our disappointments. "You're so cute and sexy,Chloe~," He whispers, and receives a whiny moan of his name in reply from me.

My face is flushed heavily,My eyes half lidded, and eyebrows upturned. Guyhawk loves this look. He leans in to mouth at my neck, earning him more of those delicious noises, and even some delighted cries of his name.

Guyhawk continues to whisper praise against my neck, even as he's interrupted by his own groans and panting.

I overload with an erotic cry of Guyhawk's name,My pussy quivering around the larger mech as he tumbles after with a groan. Our lips find each other again and Guyhawk lies next to me, lazily kissing as we bask in the post overload haze. He doesn't pull out, too lazy and tired, and because I enjoyed the feeling of being full of him. Our limbs tangle together, almost like they were trying to merge.

Slowly but surely, the kisses stop as we both driftinto a peaceful recharge/sleep.