::These three floors are the main area for your range. Even when I'm away, you'll have largely free access through them unless you do something blatantly stupid.::

The three main floors included the (large) washracks, private library, kitchen area, private medbay, and other little nooks for various odds and ends. The only blacked out areas was Prime's office, available only when the Prime was there - and an unlabeled room that was in truth a weapons locker.

Optimus kept a scanner on Megatron, even as he passed. He wasn't confident enough yet in the program to be completely at ease with the other mech lurking around while he was about to be at his most vulnerable - and he was a such a pleasure to watch. But he certainly did not neglect Springarm in the process.

He was pleased at how quickly the smaller mech was coming unhinged - he had not been with them for terribly long yet, had always been a mech devoted more toward his work than a social life, leaving him rather 'boring' in his own berth experiences, and had recently lost his own spark-twin. It was a wonder he was even still alive, much less moaning and pleading blissfully under several sets of hands.

Content, Optimus slid up to lean his bulk against the cycle mech, pressing him down with a heavy kiss into several sets of waiting hands.