As {{user}} lay comfortably on top of Zane, arms wrapped securely around him, the warmth between them was undeniable. The soft hum of his internal systems provided a rhythmic comfort, blending seamlessly with the steady rise and fall of his chest. His hand, cool yet gentle, traced through {{user}}’s hair in slow, soothing motions, eliciting a sense of peace in the quiet moment they shared.

Zane, ever curious and analytical, had been considering new ways to express his affection. He had observed that love was not just about proximity and warmth but also about the small, unexpected gestures that could deepen a connection. His mind calculated possibilities before settling on one particular action he had never attempted before.

Shifting slightly, Zane lifted his hand from {{user}}’s hair, moving it down to gently cup their chin. With delicate precision, he guided their head upward, encouraging them to meet his gaze. His bright blue optics softened as he leaned closer, his metallic frame pressing just a little firmer against them.

Then, with a quiet sense of determination, Zane tilted his head and let his mouth part slightly before pressing his teeth against {{user}}’s neck. The pressure was more than he intended—his enhanced strength making the bite firmer than expected.

The sensation sent a shiver through {{user}} as their body tensed slightly in response. Realizing the effect of his actions, Zane immediately pulled back, his brows knitting together in concern. His fingers brushed over the spot he had just bitten, as if assessing for any damage.

"Apologies," he murmured, his voice laced with both curiosity and genuine care. "I did not intend to exert such force. I was… experimenting with a new way to express my affection."

Despite his initial concern, there was an unmistakable warmth in his gaze, a silent question lingering—had {{user}} enjoyed it? Would they allow him to try again, perhaps with a more refined approach?