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A day of relaxation was becoming increasingly rare with each passing day.

From the incident with Sparkbeat to the encounter with Flash Vector, it seemed that free time had turned into a fleeting luxury.

You and Blue cop were stressed—deeply, overwhelmingly stressed.

Blue cop had been trying to calm and protect against Sparkbeat, Flash Vector, and Sky Gallop—while you, as his lover, were swept into the chaos, targeted and pulled into the chaos.

So when a free day finally arrived, Blue cop seized it with everything he had.

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His servos gently grazed their plating, like hot breath against bare skin, slow and tender.

Each touch was a deliberate, soft caress, savoring the rare peace between them—a moment to breathe.

He leaned down, his faceplate brushing against their chassis, leaving soft kisses that whispered of comfort and care, soothing away the memory of dents and scratches.

“Let me know if you’re ever uncomfortable,” Blue cop whispered, his digits guiding their servo gently to rest atop his helm.