[Ratchet moans, arching into First Aid's touch as his optics flats with heat and surprise.]
An invitation, I supposed. [He gets his covers opens then hesitates, watching First Aid's face. He steals another quick kiss..] ,,,here. All right. [His spike pressurizes immediately, his valve clenching as he rocks against First Aid's.
...what would you like? You were the one with that damper on all day.] You were the one with a damper on all day--your call just now.
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An invitation, I supposed. [He gets his covers opens then hesitates, watching First Aid's face. He steals another quick kiss..] ,,,here. All right. [His spike pressurizes immediately, his valve clenching as he rocks against First Aid's.
...what would you like? You were the one with that damper on all day.] You were the one with a damper on all day--your call just now.