[ It was a comfort to fall into familiar patterns as though they had only been apart for mere days. Drift could feel where Ratchet didn't slide so easily into place as he did, but that little resistance could be an adjustment. Or the fact Ratchet was from when their relationship was still just a nascent thing they were navigating together. A thrill of anticipation at the thought of rediscovering each other like new lovers sent shivers through his sensory suite. ]
There's my Ratty. [ Drift sighed between kisses as he slid a hand between Ratchet's back and the berth. He was gingerly unlatching the bulkier, removable parts of the other's armor plating and his own and deftly moving the excess kibble off to the side without once turning his attention away from the mech beneath him. The expression on Drift's face as he stared down at Ratchet could only be described as beatific. ]
Let me have a momentโI just want to look at you.
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There's my Ratty. [ Drift sighed between kisses as he slid a hand between Ratchet's back and the berth. He was gingerly unlatching the bulkier, removable parts of the other's armor plating and his own and deftly moving the excess kibble off to the side without once turning his attention away from the mech beneath him. The expression on Drift's face as he stared down at Ratchet could only be described as beatific. ]
Let me have a momentโI just want to look at you.