Yet another short one! A requested oneshot is up next. Also still not my art!!!
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Slim digits trace over your armor, and in your half awake state, you don't have the energy or motivation to move them away. Your optics stay dimmed as you wonder why you're sore in places that haven't been touched in...

SOUNDWAVE

Optics flying open, you jerk up from the berth, dark blue energon already making it's way to your faceplates.

The gentle digits tracing over your armor pull away, and you turn to face the silent communications officer.

"Hi." Your voice is quiet, and you inwardly crying at the awkwardness in your voice as he sits up. His visor is gone. Allowing a clear sight of his beautiful violet optics. Optics that had seen your chassy. That had memorized every curve and edge of your protoform, and gleamed with love and lust as he took you softly in his arms for the night.

"Query: Y/n alright?" His voice is quiet, worried. As if you would be mad or harmed from last night's activities.

"Yes... Yes of course! I'm good!" You stumble over your words, trying to push away the awkwardness and speak to your superior. No... Your Sparkmate.

"Query: Y/n's first time?" His digits return to your hip plating as you turn your chassy to face him, and your faceplates feel as though they're melting from your blush. A nervous smile crawls across his dermas, and your nervousness fades quickly at the adorable sight.

"Let's just get to work."

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Word Count~ 268

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