~A Little Bit of Bad with A Little Bit of Good.~

Chapter 25

Well this pisses me off that wattpad deleted half the chapter)

You murmured softly feeling a gentle trace on your back. You didn't open your optics, but you could feel the warmth of your lover pressed against you. Soon the tracing changed pattern to a slow drawn out trace.

I...

Love..

You..

Serveal times he traced the same three words into your spinal strut which caused your spark to swell as you pressed closer to him. He hummed gently most likely thinking you were still in recharge. He slowly stopped and you pulled your self closer to his embrace.

"I love you too." You spoke online your optics

He blushed slightly and coughed, "Y-yeah. You felt that?"

You chuckled "I feel a lot of things currently." You spoke referring to the soft ache between your stabilizers

He pulled you closer and nuzzled his helm into yours, "Thank you... for that..."

You chuckled pressing a kiss to his chassis, "Anytime love~"

He shivered slightly, "Love? Is that a nickname?" He asked

"Do you not like it? I can call you other things if you want." You rambled and he silenced you with a digit over your derma

"It's fine love." He smiled down at you

You smiled and kissed at his collar plate, "I love you ya nerd."

He kisses your forehelm, "What makes me a nerd?"

You rolled your optics, "What's the proper counter attack to a straight lined heavyweight mechs?"

He chuckled, "That's easy you would circle around attack from behind while the arial forces attack from the front." He spoke looking down at your smirking face, "Oh.."

You giggled kissing at his chin and jaw, "See? You're a total nerd.~"

He rolled his optics and rubbed down your hip, "I'll be your nerd miss jock."

You snorted slightly, "You think I'm a jock?"

He nodded, "Well you are."

"No, I'm a goth."

"A prep."

"Your a prep you idiot!"

"I beg to differ."

"You stop that!"

"No."

"Yes!"

"No, I'm right!"

"You are not!"

"Yes I am!"

"Lies!"

"Impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible!"

"You just said yesterday it was impossible to eat an oil can!"

"And then I proved myself wrong!"

"... You are an oil can?..."

"... I have the right to remain silent."

"You did didn't you?"

"Let's just say I get to pick the shows on the tv for the next human month."

"You bet you could eat an oil can?"

"Don't mock me Prime!"

"I'm not one to mock."

"You stop that!"

"Stop what?"

"Trying to be suave."

"Meaning?"

"I hear you practicing speeches and comebacks to insults."

That shut the Prime up for sure. You laughed.

"Who knew you could miss pronounce your own designation! Octopus Prime did!" You laughed

He was quick to silence you with a kiss. But you were quicker to reply by rolling his lower derma in your fangs and diving your glossa into his intake. He was caught off guard by the maneuver as your glossa ran against his denta with a purr.

You pulled away from the kiss to see a completely flushed prime audio fins perked at you. You chuckled at the look sneakily taking a picture with your optic cam.

"Fraggin' too adorable to handle." You teased

".. wow..." was the only thing the Prime responded with optics staring at you

You chuckled, "So more glossa involved kisses then?"

He didn't respond just kept look at you with a content look on his face.

"Yup." You smiled peppering his face in light kisses

Prime finally came back to the world of the online and started stroking up and down your spinal strut as you reached up and gingerly traced the bite you left on his neckcables cementing the affirmation to mark your mate. He shivered as he pressed his dermas to the top of your chassis leaving a gentle trail to the center right above your spark chamber.

He nuzzled there slightly placing several soft loving kisses there his optics offline. You held his helm gently in your servos stroking his cheek in slow soft circles as he continued to kiss armor protecting the precious spark hidden within. You hummed softly watching him though half closed optics with a contented look. He opened his optics and looked at you with beautiful bright blue optics.

"What are you doing?" You asked softly

"Praising the thing that keeps my love here with me." He spoke pressing more kisses to the spot

You didn't reply and watched him to continue kissing the spot. Your optics glazed over as you silently began to fret about totally improbable things that you would never dare share to any bot. You just enjoyed the moment while it lasted.