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Oh Dan~ You always know just what to say.

That sounds romantic.

"I do my best to,"

Pharma would be able to feel the shuttle's frame shuttering in response to his touch, delighted by it. Lieutenant slipped his own hand to the tail end of the jet's back strut before sliding it up. It was second nature at this point for him to disconnect the turbine between the white mech's shoulders. The movement was autopilot as it was moved to the side so the medic could lay flush on his back, bearing the full weight of the Decepticon on top of him.

How he rumbled in response to the purring, greedily kissing his Conjunx. Everything that had been weighing on his mind, worrying him for the past several days all melted away. All that consumed him now was hearing Pharma's purring noises that had swiftly replaced that smarm and sarcasm just moments ago.

A mech normally adverse to colder temperatures, Lieutenant couldn't get enough of the cool glass of Pharma's frame against his midriff- how sleek the jet was against his own. Perhaps he did have a bit of a high interface drive, as Ghostspire had mentioned; but to be fair to himself, Pharma made it easy.

Lieutenant pulls away from his kiss momentarily to just admire the gorgeous mech he calls Conjunx. Smitten, but smirking to himself as he looks at those infamous icy blue optics. The claws of his hand on Pharma's back unsheathed, to drag down between his shoulders while unashamedly purring himself, "and you deserve nothing less, Patito~"

“When have you known me to ask such things?” It was far easier to just disrupt Pharma than ask. Besides, Lieutenant would only end up flustering himself out of asking, despite the fact that this is his Conjunx. It’s far more fun to wrestle a feral little Autobot.

Another giggle escapes at the poke. Probably another reminder of just how easy it could be for Pharma to turn the tables should he want. However, it’s dismissed. Pharma wouldn’t retaliate against his Conjunx. Just look at the sweet, innocent fin flicks now that he’s caught himself a feral little Autobot.

“Don’t make me want to bite you now,” he warns, climbing fully on the bed to crawl over Pharma. He can’t have him instantly noodle on him- not before he’s had his own fill first. With that, he kissed those smarmy lips, instantly melting in the action.

Helm hurts, sun’s too bright, Primes,,, I forgot the floor door mechs are coming today.

Might as well raid the medical closet and pantry before they arrive.

The 'bunny ears' are not for playing with 😤

Classes wouldn't begin for another month so Pharma has time to finish his video. Unless a certain flier continues to bother him, at which point he may just have to upload what he has. The shame.

Fins flick as he carries Pharma down the cascading stairs, "Came and went," Lieutenant affirms, gesturing to the newly repaired pantry door. "Considering the hook damage, it was better to outsource to mechs familiar with the antiques and how to restore them." The floor is getting no mention but it's been replaced just as well.

"Thought you might want to look at it and if you have any alterations in mind, Clutch has an opening in his schedule in another week." Lieutenant has no intentions of putting Pharma down. The medic can inspect from his arms. "Personally, job well done."

Local Decepticon scoops up Autobot medic to steal him away from productivity for a medical emergency: he is low in vitamin U

He wasn't doing anything too important— well not anything he couldn’t redo later anyhow. He was recording a video for the students and was none the wiser to Lieutenant coming to get him "Though the mechanics of it all is inferior a great handful of our population has—" to his surprise he was soon scooped up, Pharma ragdolling backwards in Lieutenant’s arms trying to keep his helm in view of the video "-this technology within them ANDITIMPORTANTTHAT—" But he wasn't quick enough, Lieutenant had hauled him away from his desk.

Pharma sits up right, hands rest on Lieutenant’s shoulders "What's wrong? Have the repair mecha already came?" Though he was certain it was something himself and Clutch could have done.