Heavy pants filled the moist air of Ratchet' berthroom, the medic laying beneath his sparkmate with closed optics in exhaustion. You have been courting the elderly medic for only a few human years now, with today being the day you two finally decided to up things a notch.

" It seems I am.. at a loss for words..? " The medic stated as he finally relaxed- you laying atop him as his arms lay limp at his sides.