Mayday giggles at the hand on his waist, rubbing his faceshield affectionately against Pipes's faceplate. Staring adoringly at his boyfriend, he opens his mouth.

His vocalizer clicks over several times before anything comes out. "Um, are you-? I mean, do you n-need- nhh, I... I could, uh, I could-?"

Why can't he be suave like in the novels?

Well, when words fail... He inches the sponge minutely further down Pipes's belly.