Right Frame, Wrong Spark

I had no idea just surviving would make so many bots so very angry. Tags: rightframewrongspark Currently: ONLINE Independent Transformers OC RP Blog for Stowaway. Set in the Multiverse, with a loose AU of all generations. Current M!As: None. Where Am I? Lost, and trying to find my Sire, the one who summoned my spark. LINKS: Dashboard

[rightframewrongspark]

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[rightframewrongspark]

Stow can’t keep still, his hips WRIGGLING into the delicious sensation of the fingers stretching the delicate lining of his valve as it is soaked thoroughly in lubricant. Silky and hot, it twitches softly against the intruders, clutching lightly at his digits, shivering with the arousal that forces the young mech to gasp and writhe...his attention, however, is drawn quickly to the kiss that draws all of his vents out in a high squeak. 

He kisses back with little skill, but much enthusiasm, shaking servos grabbing for Star, trying to draw him close...digits sliding over smooth armor as the Seeker slips down, drawing his away from his valve, the sight more than enough to make Stow’s engine rev HARD, his chassis heating even faster. 

As Star lines up his spike, stow’s optics widen at the delicate teasing brush of spike on his golden decorated lips, tongue flicking out to lick his lip as his whole focus centers on the slooooow stretch of spike into his valve...the gentle rock in and out a delicious movement that sends frissons of pleasure up and down his spinal strut.

The only oddity would be a sudden pinch in his valve as Star slips deeper...it would feel like a slightly hard resistance with a faint give deeper into the valve beyond the reach of digits. Who would have thought he actually had seals? Not Stow. He had no idea what those were anyways...

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A surprised squeak escapes the dark mech, his optics widening, stunned that Star actually looked surprisingly enthusiastic about what he’d been told was not a normal configuration of interfacing equipment. The mech didn’t find it odd at all! According to the data he’d downloaded, spike and valve was considered normal in this universe, and he had so little data of his own home world that he couldn’t even begin to hazard a guess...

All of his rather random meanderings FLEE from his processor with a startled moan, frame heating quickly at the weight of Star upon his thighs as the gentle touches skate around the ornate golden edges of his valves. Every single word the seeker says drives Stow’s arousal higher, panting softly, fists clutching to the berth covers. Black and gold plating shiver as he gently arches into Star’s touch.

“I...t-think just one spike, if its yours, would be more...” He pauses, his jaw dropping as pure pleasure courses over him as Star’s clever glossa plays him easily. Venting hard before moaning once more, his vocalizer glitching as he blurts, “...More than enough!”

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Elated at Stow’s consent to take things further, he cupped the mech’s cheek, leading him into another slow, heated kiss before nudging him backwards towards his nest. A mech that flatter him, shower him with compliments and be himself astoundingly gorgeous was a mech that could woo Starscream into doing just about anything. 

Dragging Stowaway down with him into the nest, he quickly tangled their legs together, trailing his kisses down the other’s neck and nipping against his shoulder, “Have you ever…done anything before? With another mech, I mean…It’s alright if you haven’t. I’ll show you how to do it…”

His servo stroked down his chassis, feeling carefully for the plating around Stow’s hips and between his legs, “Are you excited?”

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Stow’s fans ramp up slowly as Star leads into the kiss, the press of lips enough to make his entire frame instantly pulse with a chorus of WANT. Shivering, the young mech eagerly goes with whatever the Seeker directs, optics bright and excited, chassis already heaving as his spark starts to truly spin as Star kisses his neck, legs tangled...heated frames pressed together.  

“Primus...you are so amazing.” He breaths, already more than a little revved, and having to concentrate hard on what Star is saying for him to answer back. There is no reason to lie...he’s had no experience past a few little experiments with his own equipment, what felt good on his own frame...and watching far too many human movies. “I've played around a little bit, but nothing else. I've never had the chance...and I think this, and your touch, is far better than my own fumbling.”

A low shaky groan escapes him at the feel of slender digits sliding down his plating, the hot panel between his legs pushing subtly into Star’s touch even as it nearly sears the delicate sensors in his hands. Shivering, he gasps out, his own servos shakily smoothing over seams like before, seeking out the spots that make the mech tangled with him feel amazing.

“So very excited...just for you, beautiful.”

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Whatever sense of control or restraint he had been struggling to hold onto had been sent packing as soon as Stow began reciprocating that deep level of desire. There wasn’t any reason to fight the inclination any longer. He wanted this mech…and he seemed to want him back. While he would proceed with caution, he would be taking this to the next level. 

Star pulled back, still holding tight to the other, “Come with me…”

He willed himself to move away enough to start towards his quarters. He was rushing so quickly, he may have been pulling rather tight on poor Stowaway. When they finally did reach Starscream’s bedroom, he fumbled to shut the door behind them. “Listen…I don’t know how far you want to take this…I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to.”

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Venting hard, Stow simply nods as he is tugged along quickly, optics still half lidded, lips partner, expression a little glazed for the intense pleasure he’d just been offered. He has to try and control himself a moment, blowing out a vent through his mouth, clawing back his self control with each wisp of air. 

Whooooboy. 

Licking his full lips, he stares at Star as the mech speaks, blinking rapidly before a shy smile curls onto his lips, managing to murmur softly as he free servo comes up to gently cup the seeker’s cheek, “Star...”

Bright golden optics stare deeply into the gorgeous ruby, and he smiles once more, his voice a low warm husk as he fights his own systems want to  “I want you, whatever you’ll give me, for however long you’re willing.”

Leaning in, he murmurs softly, “You are without a single iota of doubt, the most beautiful mech I have ever seen, and I have desired nothing more vehemently than you, right now.”

Wow...he actually sounded like he knew what he’s doing right there. Still...maybe Star would be willing to teach him?

Oooo, Star WOULD make an awfully sexy teacher...a soft rev from his engine highlights his point on all counts. 

[vosnianprincess]

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The seeker’s vents whirred in surprise and arousal at Stowaway’s quick response to his kiss. It was possible that the other mech was young enough that he had never been kissed before. By the way he was kissing him back, he would never have known. 

Standing on the tips of his pedes, he brushed his frame teasingly against Stow’s, letting his servo’s stroke the back of his neck before sliding down to his shoulders. His optics peaked open at the movement of the other’s winglets…

Oh…So cute…His spark hiccuped and thrummed at the sight of those adorable little flickers of the miniature wings…His servos moved around to his back, rubbing along the underside of the metal.

[rightframewrongspark]

Stow’s optics are a thin seam of golden light as Star’s servos slide over his plating, his armour quivering slightly as the pure sensation makes his vents hitch into their kiss. Holy Primus...a soft gasp of vents sounds as those clever digits sneak around his back, winglets pressing into the soft touches. 

It is more than enough to get Stow to press himself outright against Star’s frame, his other servo slowly sliding across the smooth plating to stroke gently at available seams. Still, his digits sneak up...shyly trying to stroke along the bottom edge of those gorgeous wings he’d been admiring since he first laid optics on Star. He really has no idea what to do with them, but gently drawing his fingers along them seems like a good idea...

His own winglets quiver even harder, pressing into the touch of Star’s fingers, a startled gasp escaping him at the sudden tingle, and bizarre pleasure radiating from the tiny appendages. All Stow can do is gently nuzzle at Star’s cheek a moment before murmuring, “Primus...yes.”

He has no idea what he’s agreeing too, just that the word seems right in this moment, and his spark feels as though its about to explode in want. “Star...”

[vosnianprincess]

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Star’s optics shuttered at the kiss to his cheek, faceplates hot with childish glee. He should have been acting more mature about this…But the way his spark was fluttering around this mech was holding presedence over his sense of stilted pride. For the first time in a long time, he wanted to be apart of something that reminded him of how he used to be. 

“I think this is amazing, too...This being you showing up.” He took Stowaway’s servo in his, backing them away from the telescope towards the railing, “I am lucky to have met you. And I…”

Frag it. He leaned in, tipping Stow’s chin down and pressing his lips against his. 

[rightframewrongspark]

Stow doesn't really have the life experience to temper himself when something momentous happens.

Particularly not when it means having a drop dead gorgeous mech nearly pressed to the front of his chassis. Even the very act of having his chin delicately grasped, and his helm tilted down is a thrill to his frame, a hot rush starts at his spark and slides outward.

When Star’s smooth lips press against his own, his world dissolves but for that feeling. His own slender servos move of their own volition, one sliding up smooth plating to cup the back of Star’s helm, the other pressing gently against the smooth cockpit on the seeker’s front, his thumb gently...and completely accidentally, sweeping across a seam in its soft movement. 

He has no idea what he’s doing, but his vents hitch, and he steps the tiniest bit closer to the shorter mech, winglets hitched high and quivering HARD. Primus...was he going to melt? Because it sure feels like it...

[vosnianprincess]

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So funny…He hadn’t felt like this in such a long time…Just…So happy and carefree and comfortable around another mech. Maybe it was the way the mech was so interested in what he had to say….maybe it was his origin…Maybe it was the adorable way he put on airs of confidence. 

Whatever it was…Stowaway was reminding him of how he and Skyfire used to play together at the Academy…His first mate…

He continued to lead them through the hallways, zigzaging around hidden passages hidden behind panels. They climbed steadily upwards through the higher towers until they reached the very top tier of the southern tower. Atop it, was Starscream’s prized telescope. He ushered Stow over, adjusting the lense until it was just to his liking. 

Optics bright with joy, he urged him to look through. On the other side of the glass, was Earth. 

“I was sitting right here 13 vorns ago when I first saw it. It was so beautiful…Even though it was only a little blue and green planet through a telescope…I swear, I fell in love the second I saw it…I knew I had to be there myself one day.”

“And you’re lucky, because…You got to see it from the very start…”

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Stow gamely follows along, a bright smile on his full lips, optics flickering from Starscream to the path they take and back again, enthusiasm clear in both field and frame. He LIKES where he is, and who THIS mech is, even if he had only just met him. 

Curiosity makes him chirp softly as they finally arrive in the highest tower, the telescope drawing his gaze immediately. Golden optics widen, his jaw drooping slightly open as he stares. It isn't hard to see the shock and utter amazement at seeing such a beautiful thing upon his faceplates, his winglets quivering excitedly. He’d read about telescopes and looking through them, but the humans ones were always so tiny...

As he takes the invitation to look through the lens, a soft noise of joy escapes him at the sight of what he as come to see as his planet, the green and blue orb so merrily hanging in space. His spark gives a happy little flutter at the kindness Star is showing him, his smile widening even moreso as he turns from the telescope...and leans towards the mech, trying to give him a gentle kiss on the cheekplate.

“Thank you...really. This is amazing.” His voice is a low throb, his optics golden and attentive on his face, even as he lifts his servo, trying to gently draw his digits over that pale cheek. “I know I am lucky, to have started there...and to have had the fortune of meeting you.”

Poor Stow. He has it bad...even if almost every single human show had told him that love at first sight was a myth, his sparks happy tingles when he looks upon the mech’s faceplates is something he can’t ignore. 

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He was surprised with this young mech’s determination. He had expected Stow to reconsider flirting with him once he realized the age gap. If anything, it was as though he hadn’t even paid any thought to how much older he was. Starscream couldn’t contain a childish flutter of infatuation in his field, his knees dipping gently as the other kissed his knuckles. 

“Well, I…I can’t exactly turn down an offer like that…” He tipped the other’s helm up and kissed his forehead. He wound his arms arount Stowaway’s neck and pulled him into his chassis, purring and fluttering his wings. 

“I like you, Stowaway. I hope that you will stay with us awhile…” He bit his lip before taking his servo and leading towards the stairwell, “I want to show you something…”

[rightframewrongspark]

Stow blushes brightly at the forehelm kiss, his smile widening at the words slipping from the beautiful lips of the seeker. He was far better at this than he expected...and Star was far more receptive to the charming mannerisms he’d practised so hard than he expected.

His heavy engine REVS loudly as the Seeker snuggles in close, his own larger arms delicately tucking under the gorgeous wings he REALLY wants to play with...his own winglets quivering against Star’s servos. The warmth of the other frame is more than a little attractive...completely ignoring Star’s own beauty, just the soft contact is enough to make his vents stutter.

“I hope I can stay as long as you’re willing...” His interest immediately perks right up, along with his winglets, “Really? I’d love to see whatever you have...but only if it means I get to stay with you a while longer.”

The brightest smile quirks across his faceplates, white denta gleaming as he walks with him, golden-red optics bright and interested. “Anything you have to show me would be amazing.”

[vosnianprincess]

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In all his studies, he had never heard of something like this ever occurring. His optics were burning with curiosity as well as reverence. For something like that to happen to this bot, he was sure Stowaway was destined for greatness. 

“You must have been sparked for some greater purpose. I can’t imagine something so extraordinary occurring by happenstance.”

The line was passed over with humor…but that genuine and admiring gaze was unmistakable. Starscream found himself returning that easy smile and warm glance. Still…he was awfully young…Perhaps it was wrong to encourage his admiration. He didn’t really know any better…but it was hard to think about rejecting such a sweet, good hearted young mech…

“You’re very sweet to say so, darling…But I am sure there are mechs your age that would suit you better than I would…” Painful to admit, but true. “I’m past my prime for romance, I think…”

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Stow’s cheeks brighten once more as the words trip easily from Star’s tongue, compliments like he’d never heard before make his whole frame start to tingle. He...really had no idea what this feeling was that was starting to make itself known in his spark. Like...tickling, but directed at the seeker? Very odd.

The young mech finds himself unable to stop meeting Star smile for smile, bright optics lightening a little more as he steps in a little closer, his field teasing in its flirty ripples. Even as Star claims he is past his prime, Stow is shaking his helm, a soft chortle leaving him, even as he tries to grab Star’s other servo, gently tugging them up to his faceplates. Full lips briefly press to the slender knuckles, murmuring softly, “I may be young, but I understand when I find someone that I would like to get to know better...much, much better. You are no more past your prime than I am too young to understand how beautiful you are.”

At this point he would like to mentally thank every single romantic movie he has ever watched on human tv, ever....as well as the How To Be Confident videos on Youtube. Otherwise, he is more than certain he’d be utterly failing at this.

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His optics lit up like stars. Forged in Iacon, raised on Earth? Starscream cooed and chittered in interest. “Did you really? That’s-that’s incredible! How is that possible? How did you get there? Who was your caretaker? How did you get along among humans?”

Starscream blushed. Damn, the mech was just too cute. Sexy voice, too~. Reaching back and taking his servo in his again, he took them down the south hallway towards the art gallery. Full of romantic sculptures. 

“I’m sure you have mechs from all over swooning over you with seduction skills like that~” He chuckled, “You must have your servos full of good looking mechs.”

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Stow blinks at the sudden interest, the influx of questions startling him just the tiniest bit, a surprised chortle bursting out. “Um, actually, its quite a long story, but if you’re interested, I can explain the short version...I was sparked in Iacon when I was drawn from the Well accidentally. With no frame, I sought out the nearest one I could...when I tried to find my creator, I was drawn here. A little medic femme helped me learn, before they moved on.”

The blush alone from the gorgeous seeker is enough to make his own grin widen, his optics drifting closed the tiniest bit as they focus on his faceplates, letting himself be lead along happily, gently rubbing his thumb across the back of Star’s servo, his processor not giving him any other information than just how smooth that plating is...Primus, so warm and smooth.

Guh.

Stow is drawn back from his admiration of the mech, blinking slightly as Star begins to speak again, a shy grin replaces the genuinely amused one, and he shrugs, optics focussing on Star’s faceplates, bright golden-red, his voice a soft husk as he comments shyly, “Who cares about all of them when I'm here with you?”

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Starscream returning smile was bright. He did love to be praised~. It made him suspicious that maybe Estella had briefed him before hand on what to say to please him. The thought was abandoned in favor of winking teasingly at his guest, “Really? A fine city, I have always thought. I’ve been jealous of their Hall of Records for ages. Have you ever been? Their collection of Tomes is something to see.”

“I went to school there, as well. The Science Academy. Maybe you’ve seen some of my work there? They still use it for lectures, I understand.”

Giving a gracious sweep of his wings, he lead the other mech out of his office and out into the hall, “Has Estella shown you around yet? I could give you a tour, if you’d like~.”

[rightframewrongspark]

The dark planes of Stow’s cheeks flush the faintest pink at the wink, countering with a pursing of his lips, and a tilt of his helm, his optics flicking to the Seeker’s own mouth. His silver glossa sneaks out to lick his full lips, and its more than a monumental effort to pay attention to the conversation. “Interestingly, my frame is from there, as is my spark, but I actually grew up on Earth. Um, in the midwestern United States.”

If that isn't a hint as to how young the mech is, it is passed over quickly as Stow gently squeezes the slender digits in his grasp, “I actually have read quite a bit of information from different sources, its entirely possible I've come across some of it...”

Doorwings wriggling up happily as they move into the hallway, finally releasing Star’s servo. “Oh, she hadn't had the time quite yet. I’d love a tour, particularly since I get to see more of you while doing it...”

Oh, yes, lets have that raspy voice rumble down, a sultry purr just for Star. 

Maybe the human videos were more useful than he expected.

[vosnianprincess]

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[vosnianprincess]

Estella was looking eagerly back and forth between her Creator and Stowaway. The mech was certainly laying down the right moves; Starscream loved flattery, even more so when it was presented with decorum. Discreetly, she gave him a little thumbs up for performance. 

And impressed Starscream was. Heat rose to his cheeks and he tried not to let his knees buckle at the look in those smoldering optics. What a pretty shade of his biolights! Regaining his composure, he gave a winning smile, “How gallant of you~. You are very, very welcome, Stowaway. It is nice to see that Estella has found a sophisticated friend for once.”

Estella decided now would a good time to intervene, “I asked him to stay for dinner Mama, is that okay?”

The seeker wasn’t even looking at her, too distracted by the handsome mech, “Huh? Oh, sure honey…Ah…Where is it exactly that you come from, Stowaway?

[rightframewrongspark]

White denta flash brightly in his dark faceplates as Stow notices the subtle sign from Estella, still keeping his gentle clasp upon that slender servo. He doesn't want to let go of the pretty mech just yet, instead taking a half step closer, his optics half lidded as he glances down at Star’s lips, seemingly distracted by the movement of them. Words had never seemed so lush and...mesmerizing before.

A distracted, “Hmmm?” escapes Stow until the dark mech realizes he’s staring, bright optics flickering up to Star’s optics with a sheepish smile. Maybe this seduction stuff was easier than he expected? Or...maybe Star’s lips really were just that gorgeous...Primus...at this rate, he wouldn’t have to use any of those tricks on the human videos.

“Oh, my apologies, your beauty...ahem...Iacon.” Cheeks burning, he beams at Star, confident that he was speaking the truth. He’d found information in his subspace about his frame’s origins, and the most recent changes...and where he’d been sparked...was Iacon. “I would definitely love to stay...”

For how long, he would let them decide. He was content to stay this close to the gorgeous mech...without bouncing on his pedes and giggling would be nice.

Oh, Primus, how he wants to just wriggle and giggle and make a fool out of himself. Fwee! Maybe he could make this work??

His doorwings, meanwhile, are quivering flirtatiously over his shoulder, his excitement clear in their movement.

[vosnianprincess]

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[vosnianprincess]

::Okay! Let’s do it!:: Estella had to sneak her way past Star’s office and into the technological wing of the lab to access the portal. Once she was inside, she input the coordinates to the mech’s location and ushered him through. 

“Hi there! I’m Estella. Thanks alot for coming in on such short notice.” She siddled up to him and pointed him in the direction of her Mother’s office. “Here, let’s go meet Starscream! I just know he’s going to love you.”

Said seeker was pouring over reports, his helm bent low over his datapads. His glasses slipped down the bridge of his nose as he lifted his attention towards the door. 

“Oh, Stella, did you make a new friend? How nice…” He was so tired he barely registered the mech’s face until his vision came back into focus. His optics brightened, “O-Oh. Well. Hello, welcome to our home. I am Princess Starscream.” He rose and outstretched his servo; my, this mech was handsome…what a lovely color…

[rightframewrongspark]

Stow moves through the newly opened gate with a smoothness to his stride and a smirk on his lips that he’d practised for HOURS in front of the mirror in his washracks. He has no idea what he’s doing, but by Primus, he will look good in an attempt to appear confident, attractive and experienced!

Mimicking the attractive humans on the internet websites, and what he’d planned in the mirror, he makes sure to add a smooth roll to his stride, hips twitching, dark plating gleaming in the bright lights of the room in which he’d been brought. Blinking at the light, he beams down at the small human, faint surprise at her nature in his field and widened optics. He hadn't quite expected that...nonetheless, he gracefully kneels down to smile brightly, “No problem, my tiny miss. I'm happy to meet you...and your mother.”

Once he’d rise back to his pedes, he’d follow after the human, until he sees him hunched at his desk. Ooooh, the mech was gorgeous, wasn't he...Stow’s optics brighten as he gets a good look at Starscream. Despite being clearly under-energized, he couldn't help his spark giving a little wobble in reaction to his beauty. Oh Primus, he is gonna need to really not screw up...

Doing his best to sound smooth and charming, his voice and its rasp deepens, purring out, “The pleasure is mine, Princess. My designation is Stowaway.”

To seal the deal, he narrows his golden-red optics seductively, gently grasping the slender servo to press full lips to the back. Flicking his gaze back up, he rasp-purrs, warm breath purling on the back of Star’s servo, “Definitely my pleasure.”

Of course, in his processor, he is just squealing in joy that he managed not to sound like a moron. Woot!

[vosnianprincess]

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[vosnianprincess]

Cha-ching! She had a bite! Maybe this was going to be super easy! And people said finding romance was hard. Puh! What a crock. This was working itself out so well Star would be re-married before she could blink!

This mech sounded really nice, too! Gentle and non-threatening. 

::Oh, wow! You’re really handsome! You look pretty strong, too. I’ll bet Creator will love you! Did you wanna bridge over? I can introduce you.::

[rightframewrongspark]

::Um, sure, I can bridge over. Do you have one handy? I’d love an introduction.:: Stow can’t help the giddy grin that curls onto his lips at the offer. YAY! This was exciting! He had no idea precisely what he was going to do when he got over there, but he wanted to try!

Quickly, he pokes about in his subspace, drawing out a tiny miror and peering at himself. Bright white denta, check, spotless plating, smouldering smile, check.

::I’m ready whenever you are!:: Primus, he hopes those human videos he watched would be useful...

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[vosnianprincess]

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She nodded in sympathy, ::No, I understand. I still don’t get metaphors, and figures of speech don’t make any sense…::

::Well hey, that’s good! Mom might like you a lot if you’re cute! What sort of stuff do you like?::

She giggled and pinged him a picture of Starscream, ::This is him! Do you like him?::

[rightframewrongspark]

Stow blinks widely at the sudden agreement and image in his comm, optics widening significantly at the mech. Whoa. Just...whoooooa. 

Stow’s vocalizer lets out a slight squeak before he clears it, and responds, ::Very much so. He’s gorgeous. I’d love to meet him. I like all sorts of things, honestly, and I love to learn new things!::

And Stow would send back his own image, bouncing slightly in his seat. Maybe Star liked to snuggle? Snuggling would be fun!

::What do you think?::