You were Skyfire's sparkmate. Everything was nice with him. He was sweet, and his size made him nicer to cuddle with. Except you were a biter.

He was aware of this fact, and so much as enjoyed it.

He was currently holding you, trapping you with his large arms. It was a rest day, and he wasn't going to let it go to waste. You end up getting bored and lock your teeth into his forearm, earning a wince and a chuckle. He easily detaches you with a light nudge.

"Easy with the teeth, love."