Soundwave's expression is dazed, and then he has a moment of clarity.
"Oh." He winces. "Ravage and I went to a party. He was male that night. We got turned into humans somehow. It was traumatising, honestly. We tried to make out. Our interface equipment... it was exactly alike. He couldn't transform his spike into a valve, so I couldn't penetrate him, which is his favourite thing. And it was all covered in hair."
Soundwave clearly did not find this attractive. Ravage laughs gently and brushes her cheek against his arm. The two of them also might be starting to get a little drunk on the general atmosphere because Soundwave would not normally EVER tell a stranger how much Ravage loves to be fucked and Ravage would not be smiling about it if he did.
"We couldn't do the frag," she says. "Later I found out that if I'd been a woman that night, we would have fit together better. But fragging isn't how we make babies." She sighs. "Might be nice if it was. Making more Cybertronians is hard these days. Although when I heard about being 'pregnant', I really would not ever want that to happen to me."
Now she's the one who looks disgusted and grossed out.
"I wouldn't mind carrying a child," Soundwave says, with a soft, fond expression. "Especially not if it was Ravi's child. I think it would be amazing to feel a new life taking shape inside of one's own body. But...I am never female. Most of us don't change like Ravage can. As she says, lately she's been femme more often than not but it was different during the war. And either way she always changes some; she's my lady right now most of the time, but every few days or so he's a male for awhile."
Ravage tilts her head. "Blomma? What's that mean?" The way he said it sounded affectionate, she gathered that much, but she's not getting a good translation. Which happens sometimes in the Nexus with people who don't speak languages she knows.
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"Oh." He winces. "Ravage and I went to a party. He was male that night. We got turned into humans somehow. It was traumatising, honestly. We tried to make out. Our interface equipment... it was exactly alike. He couldn't transform his spike into a valve, so I couldn't penetrate him, which is his favourite thing. And it was all covered in hair."
Soundwave clearly did not find this attractive. Ravage laughs gently and brushes her cheek against his arm. The two of them also might be starting to get a little drunk on the general atmosphere because Soundwave would not normally EVER tell a stranger how much Ravage loves to be fucked and Ravage would not be smiling about it if he did.
"We couldn't do the frag," she says. "Later I found out that if I'd been a woman that night, we would have fit together better. But fragging isn't how we make babies." She sighs. "Might be nice if it was. Making more Cybertronians is hard these days. Although when I heard about being 'pregnant', I really would not ever want that to happen to me."
Now she's the one who looks disgusted and grossed out.
"I wouldn't mind carrying a child," Soundwave says, with a soft, fond expression. "Especially not if it was Ravi's child. I think it would be amazing to feel a new life taking shape inside of one's own body. But...I am never female. Most of us don't change like Ravage can. As she says, lately she's been femme more often than not but it was different during the war. And either way she always changes some; she's my lady right now most of the time, but every few days or so he's a male for awhile."
Ravage tilts her head. "Blomma? What's that mean?" The way he said it sounded affectionate, she gathered that much, but she's not getting a good translation. Which happens sometimes in the Nexus with people who don't speak languages she knows.