-take a closer look at those pretty organs of yours. Perhaps we should make a show of it! You said you want others to see our perspective.

[By now Overlord was finishing up, torch turned off and fingers wriggling over the other butchered wings eagerly, dipping in to the wounds with a dreamy sigh]

-the wing in a firm grasp, stroking over the abused base and then letting the flame lick over the makeshift join]

So beautiful... I must say, I'm a little jealous of this handsome stranger you allowed to do this to you. I suppose it's my fault for vanishing. I would have loved to tear you open and-

-of Bad Apple. Very cute. Perhaps we should simply spirit them away? Or would you like to apologise? Oo! How about a cake?

[A soft cloth cleaned up the energon around Vortex's mostly restored wing, welding tool taken up next and flickering on with a bright flash and quick word of warning. He held-

-copter's shoulder. He found one of the wounds on Vortex's thigh too, pressing down nice and firm to drag more sensation from the spot with a fond smile]

The rules? Ah yes... like not to main and torture unless your comander tells you to? It's a little hypocritical, isn't it? I've seen images-

My angel... you know why I first called you that, don't you? It's because of how rare, how wonderful it was to meet a likeminded mech. Someone who understood the beauty and pleasure pain can bring.

[The metal had cooled and set a little now, large blue servo stroking affectionately over the-

-over Vortex's helm, soft and delicate attention contrasting with the searing burn. Both servos held everything steady while the metal began to cool]

How does that feel, hm? A little better? We've time if you'd like to talk. I'll let this cool a little before I start with the welds.

[Overlord watched his beloved squirm and shake with delight, optic lids aflutter and shiver running down his backstrut]

Mhh... Such pretty sounds... [A coy giggle at his lover's words]

Oh... you really do say the sweetest things sometimes, Texxy-Poo! [He leaned in close to nuzzle and kiss-

-and lodged in to the fresh gorey wound Overlord had made. He held it firmly in place while the metal cooled, adjusting to the snug fit]

-moment. Here we are... hold still, my love.

[The flickering tongue of a high powered blowtorch came in to contact with just the edge of the same ruined wing stub, lingering there for a few agonising moments. Then a burning, cutting heat was plunged in to it, severed wing heated-

[Well this was unusual. Overlord paused, reaching out and offering a soothing stroke to the copter's back- the parts without gaping wounds in them]

You're normally quieter... something did happen then. I'd ask if you want to talk but... well... I think I know what you really want. Just give me a-

-so responsive...

[One hand caught a gorey wing nub and held it still while drill tips whirred to life and teased the energon sealed wound open fondly. His frame pressed close to Vortex, thighs brushing over grey plating, vents hissing open with excess heat]

[It was too tempting not to play, severed wing set down nearby as Overlord stood behind Vortex, leaning over him. One servo stroked gently while the other transformed, fingertips retracting and sharp drill tips emerging]

Perhaps its a good thing I never went through with that upgrade. Frag... -

-I just welded them back in place, do you think? Or perhaps if I cut open a fresh wound the mesh would naturally heal... oh how exciting! I've never gotten to play with you like this, Texxy-poo!

[Overlord stashed all but one, servo moving to stroke over the sensor riddled remains of Vortex's back]

[The laugh didn't bother Overlord. He waggled his aft in Vortex's face a bit longer just for fun, distracted by the offered rotary blades and turning one over in his hand in fascination.

I never did take a closer look at these... so many tiny little energon lines... would they still respond if-

-How did you do this... [Peering at those severed rotors]
I take it this wasn't by choice? Ooooh! Do I get to play doctor? I don't have much practice at putting bots back together. You know that. Where's your little medic friend?

-Clang!- [He hadn't waited or listened, immediately whacking his helm on the door]

Oof! Stupid... tiny ship. Oh- ohhh you would like that, wouldn't you? [There wasn't room enough for a sultry wiggle but Overlord tried nonetheless, emulating a large gyrating blue crab]

- and heading out the door of the converted warehouse. He disappeared through another sparkly portal of light with a vorp and shimmer! Seconds later, he emerged, engine idling as he drifted towards an obnoxiously small ship]

You need a bigger one of these.

[From: Overlord, To: Vortex; Tag(s): 🚁☠️😏]

I was busy! There was redecorating to do and a new season of Universe's hottest bachelor! I had to see if Hottimus Prime found his true love and- wait- did you say- YES, I want to touch! Don't go anywhere!

[Finally tearing himself off the couch-

[From: Overlord, To: Vortex; Tag(s): 😤🚁💔]

Humph! There you are! Just because I said I didn't want to go on your latest little adventures, doesn't mean I didn't want attention! Or flowers... or chocolate... or cuddles.

(He didn't mean to be angry! Had no right to be either, well aware of that)

Oh very pretty!

[Shoving Tex down and laying on him like a big cat while plastering on hundreds of tiny glittery red and pink hearts. Even the visor is getting covered up]

Pretty pretty Texxy! Heheee!

-[Fingers pressed down on Vortex's chest, soft woven light crushed as Overlord's optics widened in excitement. He could kill Vortex like this. In a way at least]

[He instepected the sharp edge between hard light and nothingness that he'd left, intrigued]

I didn't think you'd feel so much. It makes me want to do this myself. You're so perfect like this though... so vulnerable.

[Vortex popped and shimmered so prettily, a tiny little light show all for Overlord. What a wonderful toy]

Once that limb had vanished, Overlord's huge digit prodded at Texxy, stroking over his helm and those cute little ears]

My perfect little pet...

[Transforming, the triple changer's engine idled as he lifted off the ground just so, waiting for his champion to climb aboard]

I'm ready. Ride me, handsome.

Oh, my angel! I love you!

[Another squeal, Overlord squeezing Vortex harder until he thought he heard something pop. Oops. He petted over the copter's helm, cheshire cat grin on his face. No harm done. Probably]

This is indeed suitable. Could have done with a little more flare but I made do.

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Oh! You’re quite right! We should pay them a visit. Hm… should we try the spooky forest?

Ehee! That tickles! [Giving his favourite copter a fond squeeze]

Oo that’s a wonderful idea! Pity it would be too difficult to keep the sparks alive. Imagine linking them all together and twisting a knife in there… [Distant, thoughtful optics as Overlord imagined the pretty glow]

Of course! I've been gathering the nicest oils and polishes!

[Twirling gleefully and planting a smooch on Texxy's featureless mask. He was going to look amazing in his dress!]

Hehe, we might need to add our touch to the decor... hm... Do you think you can turn spark chambers in to string lights?