[Ratchet looks a little stunned at the look on Ironhide's face, pressing back into the kiss almost fiercely for a moment, holding him tight. He has to break off when Ironhide rolls them over to keep from biting his mouth, his head thunking back against the berth as he cries out softly, his whole body arching as Ironhide slips free. He slumps in place, already achingly pressurized again and his valve embarrassingly slick.]
I'm all yours. [His voice is only a little shaky as he stares up at Ironhide, open hunger in his optics.] Whatever you want.
UGHHH MY HEART
I'm all yours. [His voice is only a little shaky as he stares up at Ironhide, open hunger in his optics.] Whatever you want.