Vos: “I could feel his hot ex-vents on me as he held me close, his optics focused on my scope as he began to take aim…” Tarn: *groans*
Vos: “His servos were so strong and firm, unyielding as he gripped me tightly…” Tarn: *quiet whimpering*
Vos: “Megatron fingered my trigger softly, gently, waiting for the right moment before roughly squeezing it tight to fire my–” Tarn: *garbled static wheezing noises* Vos: ♡