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Peers around the corner at him, having not wanted to disturb him but now that he appears to be active again, she offers a timid wave.
Optimus shall gently smile back, and respond with a slow wave of his own.
"Are you busy right now?" she smiled sheepishly as she made her way around the corner and toward him, awkwardly shifting from one pede to the other... At least until she wrapped her arms around him in a warm hug, "I'm glad you're back, none the less."
"are you alright i didnt mean to knock you down holy cow im so sorry"
"nO MISTER YOURE FINE. I MEAN I’M FINE, JUST FINE, I’M ALL GOOD, AHA THANKS SIr”
She lets out a long sigh as she brushes her digis against her helm. What a hibernation that was; she still didn't understand why she was having to go through such long stasis periods...
Optimus’s laugh went into a soft chuckle and he peered with a gentle smile. ” To say just a little, would be quite an misinterpretation, Elita.” He rumbled gently, and leaned forward to press the crest on his helm against hers. “I would say, very much so.”
She pouted as he called her out for trying to save some composure, "W-well, you're enjoying it a lot more than I am!" oh no, he'd woken the denial beast. She pouted a little more, even as their helms came together at the crest and she reached up with her own hands to cup either side of the Prime's faceplate, pulling him closer still and nudging their 'noses' together, or lack there of, "Otherwise you wouldn't be still doing it so much when the others could come in and see you!"
"I…" He frowned and glanced away shyly.The femme had him there. This was indeed considered to be a romantic thing on Earth, and Cybertron as well. "…You are…" He finished softly, enough that she may or may not of had difficulty hearing it."…Special."
Her audial wings twitched upwards, barely catching his words as she pulled herself a little closer and her optics widened, "You really think?" she smiled, then beamed almost as her smile grew, reaching up with her arms she made slight grabbing motions for the larger mech to lean over some. Should he comply, she stood on the tips of her pedes, giving his cheek a warm, affectionate kiss and nuzzling their helm crests together gently.
"I think you're far more special, though..."
"I…I know…" He frowns, mostly irritated at himself for taking the situation so seriously. Always worried that he would offend her, or something of the like.But he couldn’t help it. It was part of who he was.
"N-no. You are not a hassle." He rumbled gently, and smiles down at her gently. "You are correct in assuming I’ve never been this…intimate with anyone else. But you are most certainly not a hassle."
She just returned his smile with one of her own, arms loosely draped around his waist and her chin perched against the centerline between his pectoral plates as she watched him, still holding her and being all, well, yeah it was pretty much intimate. She wasn't sure if this counted as being romantic or anything, seeing as this planet was rather affectionate and it could have just been a part of being on this world for so long.
"Well, if you say so, I guess. I feel special, though," she grinned a little more, "Though I'm not sure why I would be any different from the others aside from injuries."
His mouth twitched at her retort, and this time he laughed. It wasn’t a chuckle, it was a laugh. It wasn’t large and booming, but deep and soft. Primus, he was even surprised he did that. It has been a very very long time, since he laughed like this. Or enjoyed company with anyone else in this manner. It was nice, and he would rather stay like this for as long as he could. “You are though, really.” He spoke again very softly and lifted a servo up to lightly caress her cheek.
She blinked several times at him when he suddenly laughed, optics staring at the bot in front of her and she glanced from one side, then to the other, huffing a little while trying to maintain some sort of composure around the large mech but he apparently had this whole scheme in mind. Oh she'd get him for it later, probably. But for now, she just huffed a bit more, this time softer as his hand and digis cupped the frame of her helm. She found it strangely endearing and tilted her head into his palm with a sigh of defeat, "... Maybe. Just a little."
//And what would happen after 9 months of schwing for the organics.
//What all of our followers are whispering.
elita:
He gives a start and shyly glances to the floor and then away. “I…I’m sorry. I’ll remove them if you wish me to…” She didn’t say for him to stop, but he still felt rather extremely embarrassed about it.
"Optimus, it's fine... I'm teasing you," she managed to stop her giggling fit and wiped at an optic with one of her digis, still letting out a few, fading chuckles as her eyes rose to spot his expression. She let out a faint sigh and a smile, "Though, I don't see you like this with the others... I'm either special, or that much of a hassle."
Because the positioning of Optimus’s helm made it so that his face was hidden from view, the flushed cheekplates upon his face were hidden from her view. However, she could likely feel the warmth from them instead. “I… He stopped and gave his retort some thought before something came to his mind and the Prime pulled himself upward gently to press his crest against hers.
"Not as much as you are, I must say." He rumbled softly, a gentle smile upon his face.
She let her hand fall as he rose, though finding his crest against her own, she let out a faint squeak, optics wide as he started smiling. Oh dear, that was a nice sight really. Really nice. She felt her cheekplates heated somewhat, though when he called her out on it, she turned a far darker red and her optics turned away, staring hard at anywhere but him. Nope, nope, she was not going to admit that outloud.
Nope.
Nope nope nope.
Nope.
"W- I - uh - s-says the purrbot!" she huffed, yeah.
Yeah, nice save, Elita.
Nice save.
"I know…but it still upset you." He rumbled softly. Upset was an understatement, hurt was more of a preferable term. "Words usually hurt more, than any sort of battle scar to be completely honest…" Hes going to give her gentle back rubs, and hopes that it helps.
"I'm - well, I can't say I'm used to it but it's nothing really. I'm fine, really," she felt his hand against her spine, glancing over her spaulder at it, then to him, grinning a little bit more, "Someone's gotten pretty touchy." She just turned back to face him with a giggle, actually having to press her faceplate to his torso to hide her laughter.
//Totally.
when ur doing an otp rp and u get the feels
