"Not at all," he admitted, optics following Elita's path back to the berth, engine rumbling appreciatively as she climbed back up on his frame. Hesitantly, unsure of how much contact was preferable after such 'casual' relations, he slid arms across her lower back, seeking to increase the feel of the frame against his own.
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Date: 2012-05-16 11:19 pm (UTC)"Are your friends well and reassured?"