Jadewing's smirk returns then, smirkier than before. They had a winner. "Well, in that case..." Jade sits up, still kneeling straddling Soundwave's hips, and begins stroking the tentacle more confidently, occasionally kneading it gently with his fingers. Meanwhile, his other hand slides down the opposite tentacle to experimentally run his fingertips over and around its base, where it attaches to the rest of Soundwave.