"Its Thursday" Sky smiled optics brightening as he traced the upper edge of Warp's wing with his digit admiring the sight of Warp's backstruts and wings to him. He stepped into Warp's personal space his free hand finding Warp's aileron on the opposite wing trapping it between index and thumb digits and giving it a tweak before releasing the wing flap digits tracing patters along the broad expanse of wing ensuring that he hit every flight sensor in his path golden optics watching Warp's reaction.
“Thursday~” Warp agreed, turning to greet Sky as his mate came out onto the balcony, starting to turn to reach for him. He paused as Sky stepped into him, as his talented digits brushed over aileron and tweaking it. His optics shuttered, helm falling back as a tremor ran through both wings at the handling, his own hands tightening on the railing of the balcony. A low moan came from his throat as Sky’s digits traced those patterns across his wings, the ones that only Sky knew. He took a step backward, just enough to lean into Skys frame, vents hitching, pressing his aft against Sky’s panel as those hands continued their work