A Priori, A Posteriori

Prompts from a Friend
Steeljaw purred and lay the mech down gently nuzzling his frame. He stroked every part of his frame with his servos and glossia, worshiping the mech underneath him as he squirmed happily and mewed. His mech was his and he enjoyed that by kissing him deeply, chuckling as it was clear Pyro didn’t know what to do. “Let me wash you?”

He carried him to the wash racks and sank down into the solvent pool with his mech on his lap. He just washed his frame gently at first and when he was finished he worked Pyro into a tactile overload. He was slow in his actions savoring every sound and every gasp from his mech. He watched as the charge crackled over his frame and purred. “What do you think my mech?”

He dried them both off and carried him back to the berth. “I want you to be mine forever. Say you will be.”
He kissed him deeply and then licked his spark, touching it carefully to bring Pyro to overload. He purred when his mech overloaded a second time, optics dim. Pulling Pyro into his lap he fed him sweet highgrade and nuzzled him.

Once he was done eating he removed Pyro’s panel and tapped where his spike was sealed away. “Let me see this. Let me have your seals.”

He broke the seal gently and teased Pyro’s spike out working him into his first spike overload with all his expertise before forcing him down and opening his own chest plates rubbing his spark against Pyro’s.

He could feel his mech and his mech could feel him. He would give his mech more balance but he would never change him. He wanted what made Pyro, Pyro.

They overloaded together and he cuddled his mech against his chest.

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He onlined grouchy and upset. He fraggen hated when his dreams teased him like that.  He slammed a fist into the wall as he made his way to the wash racks. Fragging mech was bad for him.

But if Pyro was bad for him he never wanted anything good.