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He moves to the side of the sofa again and pulls Scrapper onto his lap, switching their positions. Holding him close in his arms, he kisses his neck again and whispers into his audio. "I don't care about anyone else, but you... I don't want to hurt you. Tell me to stop if you feel... uncomfortable."
He slides his fingers into the other mech's port again, pressing them against the inner walls. "Just relax," he whispers again, continuing to kiss him and to caress his frame with his free hand.
After a bit more of this, he lies back on the sofa, with Scrapper straddling his hips. "Would you prefer to ride me like this? I figured you'd find it easier this way, taking it at your own pace, but I'm certainly not opposed to flipping us around, bending you over the edge of the sofa, whatever you prefer, my dear~" He punctuates the statement by revving his engines a little and giving the other mech a light smack on the side of his hip.















