Cyclonus doesn't think even Tailgate's ever looked at him so sweetly, and he looks suitably poleaxed as Wing kisses him. He is far too overload-addled to process this at the moment.

He doesn't even know this mech, but they appear to be... Cuddling? He reaches out and very carefully grabs Wing's wandering hand by a finger and lifts it away from his chest.

It may feel kind of nice, but Cyclonus doesn't cuddle.