[He just holds Mirage's face for a moment or two, fidgeting. Okay, well. If it makes him feel better... he might as well, right? Because that's the only reason he's even considering it.]
[Right?]
[He leans forward, and there's another huff of air against Mirage's face.]
[His head rests almost pathetically in Sideswipe's hand, blue eyes blinking gently. He knew it was silly, in the Corvette's mind. That this was mainly for people who wanted more.
Teasing? No, only if he meant teasing himself.]
Mm-
[And there it is, a puff of air in return. And it took everything in Mirage not to nuzzle him right then and there. He'd have to settle for wide optics, and a slight purr.]
[Mirage stays still, looking at the silver bot's body language. It was almost...foreign to him. He'd never seen him so nervous, embarrassed. Sideswipe always knew what to say.
But it left him awkward now. And maybe that was his fault. For letting his emotions get the better of him. He wanted to help Sideswipe in the same way.
The only thing he can do is drape over him, his head pressed between those two winglets, nudging. Nuzzling.]
[He's embarrassed. He's never been embarrassed before. Not like this. He's always been sure of himself, especially where others were concerned.]
[But... the more he tries to console Mirage, the more he tries to help him with this contact, with all of this affection -- the more he finds he likes it.]
[So when Mirage starts nuzzling around his back, all he does is huff, and leans into it.]
[His arms wrap around Sideswipe's thin waist, gold fingers dancing along the plating. He knows that feeling, the slight embarrassment at his own behavior. He'd displayed it quite often here, in front of him.]
You're upset.
[It's slightly muffled as he speaks, pressing up against the bot with his face buried in that back kibble.]
[He can't help himself. This is something he's more used to than the gentler shows of affection. He feels himself arch a little under those fingers, humming quietly and pressing into them.]
I wouldn't call it upset.
[Because, dammit, Mirage is making it hard to feel that way at all.]
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Ah-ah. It's mine.
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[As he wiggles awkwardly.]
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[He'll just hold it slightly higher now, leaning his head in.]
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[And he is. Still wiggling.]
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leaning in slightly more, giving a puff of air against Sideswip's face plating.
A 'kiss'.
And just like that, he hands over the drink. As if nothing happened.]
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[That... 'kiss'.]
[That takes the wind out of his sails, so to speak. He just stares at Mirage like the other bot grew a second head.]
Uh... what was that for?
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But...well, one little slip up couldn't hurt. After all that.]
What was what?
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[He's still wiggling, trying to see Mirage's face.]
You did the thing! The... face puff thing!
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And?
I was teasing!
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[Because he's trying to grasp Mirage's face.]
Come back here.
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You caught me, argento.
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[Now what does he do.]
[He just holds Mirage's face for a moment or two, fidgeting. Okay, well. If it makes him feel better... he might as well, right? Because that's the only reason he's even considering it.]
[Right?]
[He leans forward, and there's another huff of air against Mirage's face.]
So there.
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Teasing? No, only if he meant teasing himself.]
Mm-
[And there it is, a puff of air in return. And it took everything in Mirage not to nuzzle him right then and there. He'd have to settle for wide optics, and a slight purr.]
Haha~ Such a rarity from you.
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[And looks away.]
Yes, well. It's a present.
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But it left him awkward now. And maybe that was his fault. For letting his emotions get the better of him. He wanted to help Sideswipe in the same way.
The only thing he can do is drape over him, his head pressed between those two winglets, nudging. Nuzzling.]
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[But... the more he tries to console Mirage, the more he tries to help him with this contact, with all of this affection -- the more he finds he likes it.]
[So when Mirage starts nuzzling around his back, all he does is huff, and leans into it.]
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You're upset.
[It's slightly muffled as he speaks, pressing up against the bot with his face buried in that back kibble.]
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I wouldn't call it upset.
[Because, dammit, Mirage is making it hard to feel that way at all.]
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[His head rests on his shoulder, nuzzling into the neck cables as he continues to stroke that plating.]
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Flustered.
It's just flustered.
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Molto carino~
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... Molten... thing.
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Do I have to do it more often?
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... you're going to do it no matter what I say.
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[He's teasing too. He knows how much Sideswipe hates the accent, but it's relieving. It makes things easier.
Simpler.]
True. But it's nice to run it by you.
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