If Soundwave had said something, Jadewing would have stopped. But if Soundwave was ready then so was Jadewing and the rippling calipers around his spike drove most thoughts other than 'Frag that's good... ' from Jadewing's mind as he panted eagerly, fans no longer enough to cool his overheated systems.

Jadewing slid partway out, then pushed back in, out again, in again, out-in, out-in, starting slowly and gradually increasing the pace. Much as he wanted just to go for broke, fragging him too hard could hurt Soundwave, given how tight a fit it was.