[Ratchet's fingers stop as Ironhide's vocalizer cuts out, finding that same sensor and rubbing against it over and over, stroking gently.]
Ironhide... [He makes a suffused sound and has to turn his face away, offlining his optics and shivering helplessly all over as he bites his lip, embarrassed. He doesn't know what to say to something like that so he just tightens his grip on Ironhide and rolls his hips up as best he can, fans working, his one good thigh trembling hard.]
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Ironhide... [He makes a suffused sound and has to turn his face away, offlining his optics and shivering helplessly all over as he bites his lip, embarrassed. He doesn't know what to say to something like that so he just tightens his grip on Ironhide and rolls his hips up as best he can, fans working, his one good thigh trembling hard.]