[ It had been a long time since he and Damus had shared any intimacy. Far longer than they usually did, unless one of them was away on a mission. The months in which he and Vos were stranded on Ofsted XVII were probably the last time.
His hand moves to Damus' audial as the kiss deepens, his head tilting just slightly and his lips parting to let the other mech's tongue slide against his own. For now, he doesn't seat himself, keeping himself to a slight kneel over Damus' lap so he can best reach his face, even if the size difference isn't as extreme with them both sitting.
The hand at Damus' side wanders though, stroking up to find his biolights, then runs a knuckle over them. This new truck frame is strange and different, and this is the first time he's gotten to touch and feel it properly. ]
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His hand moves to Damus' audial as the kiss deepens, his head tilting just slightly and his lips parting to let the other mech's tongue slide against his own. For now, he doesn't seat himself, keeping himself to a slight kneel over Damus' lap so he can best reach his face, even if the size difference isn't as extreme with them both sitting.
The hand at Damus' side wanders though, stroking up to find his biolights, then runs a knuckle over them. This new truck frame is strange and different, and this is the first time he's gotten to touch and feel it properly. ]