Optimus x Ratchet (Tfp)

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I used a prompt and I don't know how it'll turn out so- enjoy?
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Ratchet was currently sitting in the lap of the leader reading a data pad. Optimus laid his head on his mates shoulder and gave out a rumble, the two rarely got moments together so this was being savored by both mechs. Suddenly Ratchet got a call on his comm and with a groan he answered, Optimus reluctantly moved his helm off the medics shoulder. "What do you want Wheeljack?" Ratchet said, a conversation following in which Ratchet got up and stood away from his mate while talking to the annoying mech on the other side of the line. Optimus grew inpatient at the conversation and how long it was taking, he stood up and walked behind Ratchet. Ratchet noticed and gently pushed the mechs chest and pecked his cheek plate before returning to the conversation, Optimus grumbled before grabbing the mechs hips and pulling him close. Ratchet glared at the taller but just kept talking, rubbing the large servos holding his waist. Optimus vented as he started to gently rub the medics hip plates, a sign that he needs attention more than the phone. Ratchet's breath hitched at the movement but he just shot a glare to the taller and struggled in his grasp. Wheeljack questioned the hitch and Ratchet just said he stubbed his pede with made Optimus grumble more. Optimus leaned down and started to nibble the neck cables of Ratchet which earned a small groan, Wheeljack was started to catch on and smirked over the phone "Seems your mate is needy? Or have you been ignoring him?" Wheeljack asked as Ratchets optics widened, Optimus suddenly bite down gently on a cable which earned a small moan from the medic. "M-maybe..." Ratchet replied, still trying to get out of the leaders grasp unsuccessfully. Optimus had enough and his servos travelled up and down the medics frame, one landing on a crest on Ratchets helm and one landing on Ratchet's headlights. Ratchet sent a glare that could kill but was soon interrupted as Optimus started to rub and toy with his headlight and mess with the crest on his helm, a low rumble and a moan came from Ratchet. Wheeljack laughed over the comm which made Ratchet turn a deep shade of blue, he managed to get out of the leaders grasp and quickly walked away to finish the conversation.

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Lmao, part 2?
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