He was only beginning to discover the sensitive spots and erogenous zones the warrior's frame had to offer; the Prime intended to find them all someday.
"-you didn't-"
Optimus agreed, forgiveness blooming like white light in his spark even as it swelled with the charge of a building overload, suffusing his entire frame.
They would talk from now on. They would, even if they had to scream at each other first. The folly of their predecessors would not be echoed with them; they would make sure of it.
That final shared thought - vow - was Optimus' last coherent thought as thirteen sets of calipers and prongs seized tight on one another, thunderous charge cresting hard and collapsing through his frame. The Prime screamed his overload, optics gone white.
no subject
"-you didn't-"
Optimus agreed, forgiveness blooming like white light in his spark even as it swelled with the charge of a building overload, suffusing his entire frame.
They would talk from now on. They would, even if they had to scream at each other first. The folly of their predecessors would not be echoed with them; they would make sure of it.
That final shared thought - vow - was Optimus' last coherent thought as thirteen sets of calipers and prongs seized tight on one another, thunderous charge cresting hard and collapsing through his frame. The Prime screamed his overload, optics gone white.