rodimus sitting in ratchet's lap or between his legs, with his knees hooked over ratchet's, his panel open and exposed so that ratchet can freely play with his tdick. obediently sucking on ratchet's fingers and then whimpering when his own spit is spread all over his node. ratchet just kisses his neck and touches his valve, spreading his lips, rubbing his folds, just indulgently playing with him. gently massaging his tdick with his fingers and enjoying the way rodimus' hips rock into his touch. bonus points if rodimus is already sleepy and soft and not doing much other than breathing softly, leaning back against ratchet's chest, and making cute little noises when ratchet strokes the sensitive head of his clit. maybe he's too unfocused, drowning in arousal, to be embarrassed when ratchet spreads his pussy wide and just watches the way his clit twitches needily. maybe ratchet eventually gets him to overload; he pets and strokes rodimus' clit until the captain is trembling in his lap, overstimulated, and then coos and praises him as he finally cums. he can feel his tdick throbbing under his fingers as rodimus moans and clings to the arms wrapped around him. or maybe ratchet just teases him, plays with his array for an unbearably long time, and then when rodimus is panting and limp and fucked out without ever having overloaded, ratchet just gives his node one last gentle squeeze and then tells him to close up his panels again













