The Decepticons stole Nightbird, and Bombshell implanted her with an enhanced brain chip which turned the drone-like Nightbird into a true butt-kicking machine. I think we have another problem." She said, her optics going down at Drift's heated port.ĭrift gradually followed her gaze, and let a small grin came to him, "ah, you're right.Nightbird was a robotic ninja warrior created by Doctor Fujiyama the Famous Scientist, ostensibly to show how advanced Human technology had become. "There! Now, it's doesn't bleed anymore, though. The femme let it last a few seconds before she pulled away, and smiled at the stunned and breathless samurai. She pulled drift to her arms, angling her faceplate a little, as she softly bit on the lip with her mouth, and continued to lick it with her glossa, as Drift heavily breathed and watched the seductive look Nox is giving to him. Nox internally grin in victory, slowly wiping the blood with her digits, and looking at Drift's optics with hers, as she opened her mouth, "you know, I don't have any disinfectant materials with me right now, so, I suppose I'll have to do it in my way." Not only did she knew that the bleeding was self-made, but the apparent blush furiously showing on his faceplates didn't cover too much of the truth that he likes her. Nox wouldn't be a sister of the famous Ratchet the Hatchet if she's not observant of her patients and surroundings. The samurai couldn't answer, as he sit frozen, and mind blank at what's happening right now. "Oh! What happened to your lips, drift? Did someone picked a fight with you?" Her arms hidden to her back, as she boldly leaned her faceplate to his, "so, who's the 'bot you're having troubles with?"ĭrift slowly felt his faceplate boil with embarrassment, but what only fuel the fire was how nox immediately went from cheeky to a concern medical 'bot, as soon as she saw the bleeding on his lips. When he heard a soft giggle, he snapped open his optics and sit up, his optics widening as he saw nox standing in front of him with a smirk on her faceplate. The door of his quarters silently opening as the femme quietly sneaked in with a cheeky grin, and leaned at the wall next to her, watching the samurai speak. He felt himself ease up a little, a small relaxed smile on his faceplate as his processor once open itself again, and roam around. Just compose a haiku." He reassured to himself, closing his optics and clearing his processor. Drift ignore the bleeding, and just let out a small sigh, "everything's alright, drift. His lips unconsciously biting harder than he should be, causing it to lightly bleed. He bit his lower lip, and peek at the small openings of his digits, as his bright cerulean optics stared at the ceiling. "Uh-actually, I think Rodimus is calling me! So I gotta go, um– I'll see you later!" He burst out, clumsily slipping through the door, as he slammed the door behind him, running towards to his quarters, with the door automatically opening up to him as he sat on his berth.ĭrift put both servos on his faceplates as he leaned his back to the berth, and let out a groan. She looked at drift, and innocently smiled at him which made him widen his optics in surprise before a small blush dust his cheek plates and swiftly turning his helm away to the side, to avoid nox at seeing his blush yet to not get away from Ratchet's suspicious glare. Nox laughed at the expression that displayed on her older brother's faceplate. "No, I don't care about your "spirit ball" or whatever that is."ĭrift thoughtfully nod in agreement at what she said, "my friend, may I recommend you to take a deep breath, and relax?" He suggested, letting a small smile emerged on his faceplate. The samurai stopped making faces, as his faceplate dropped to a pout. Ratchet let out an annoyed sigh, as he turned to glare at the corner of his medical bay, and the other presence inside of it. "Nox, please stop giggling for primus sake." PROMPT: Ratchet is involved, being he hates drift while the samurai is just a fluffy cinnamon roll but kinky in bed whoops. Hello! This is for you, windtruth ! I try to turn it into a fluff gradually ending with a lime only! #Sorry, not sorry.
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