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Pedes against the metal floor of the Nemesis alerted Arctic to his visitor. Looking up from where he sat in his makeshift nest, he saw a certain sliver seeker walking towards him, and he sighed.
Great. Now he was probably going to get chewed out for something he didn't even do. He was about to say as much when Starscream climbed into his lap, wrapped his arms around Arctics broad chassis and hid his face in his shoulder plating. Arctic froze, staring at the smaller mech.
"Um... commander?" He ventured, lightly tapping Starscreams thigh. The seeker growled, shying away from the touch. Arctic paused again, lightly biting his derma. Part of him knew that he should push the air commander of him, tell him he was being a bit forward... but the other, much bigger part of him couldn't deny how nice it felt to have the Seeker in his lap. After a silent but very lively argument in his processor, he cautiosly wrapped his arms around Starscream, watching for any signs of discomfort. The Seeker sighed, his wings fluttering softly as the Predacon returned his gesture. A soft purr rumbled in his chassis, his frame settling more comfortably into Arctics lap. The Predacon chuckled softly, curling his wings around the silver mech and drawing him closer. Stascream hummed, his own wings twitching against the Predacons.
"Thank you for this... I needed it." he mumbled, his voice muffled by Arctics shoulder.
"Um, you're welcome? Why exactly do you need this, though?" Arctic ventured.
"I...I just did, alright? Now shut your stupid intake and cuddle with me!" Arctic snickered at the Seekers biting comment.
"Okay, okay, don't get your circuits in a twist." Arctic chortled, settling into his nest, Starscream still in his lap.
Maybe today wouldn't be as dull as he thought...