Jazz Vs Prowl

Prowl was a mech not used to being touched. It was to be expected after all. The only person who ever touched him without it being a part of their job was Jazz. Jazz was a unique mech who was always physical with his appreciation of people. It was the different cultures on Cybertron that led to their stances on physical touch. Jazz was a mech who thrived on touching and being touched whereas Prowl could enjoy it but it was something he didn't care going without. He'd gotten used to Jazz's touch over the millennia they spent together during the war, but the touch he had been receiving as of lately was something else entirely. He was rather inexperienced in matters involving being touched for touching's sake. Jazz had never touched him
There was a bit of oral lubricant leaking out of the corner of mouth which Hook was incredibly pleased with. His optics stayed shut as his processor was bombarded with multiple stimuli it was struggling to document everything in a categorized system. There was a shuffling and then servos were on his face turning it a different way. Lips kissed along his face making his cheeks flush.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It didn't take long for the Constructicon's to move on from just petting. All sets of fans in the room were at least cycling air; Prowl's was the loudest, though. It was no secret to the Constructicons that Prowl liked to be restrained. That was an easy task to handle after all most of the components of Devastator was so much more massive than Prowl. Bonecrusher stayed behind Prowl sitting him in between his pedes as he held the mech close preventing him from doing no more than squirm in his grasp. He set his chin on Prowl's shoulder and glanced down to see Hook holding Prowl's legs down as he slowly licked at Prowl's exposed valve. "Look at him Prowl" Bonecrusher whispered into Prowl's audio receptor, "Hook is enjoying doing this aren't you enjoying his