[For a split-second, his brain kicks back on, and demands to know what's going on here. Then it's gone, and he's straightening up, pressing his back to Grimlock's chest.]
[Shuddering under him while he feels the heat of the big bot's plating across his own, the hands all over him.]
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[Shuddering under him while he feels the heat of the big bot's plating across his own, the hands all over him.]
[That. Feels better.]