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A shocked squeal turned to a giggle. He's still not used to being picked up like this but he's no longer scared by it, taking a deep and soothing invent and letting his helm lean against her with a smile.

"Me? Handsome?" That blush gre deeper still, Shots looking away in embarassment. He was smiling though.

She's happily snuggling him

"Oh! Heh." Shots smiles, cheeks flushed and the mech happily soaking up the attention. "It's nice to see you too, miss Trauma!"

He hesitated for a moment then pressed a kiss to her cheek, smiling back at her.

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She's happily snuggling him

"Oh! Heh." Shots smiles, cheeks flushed and the mech happily soaking up the attention. "It's nice to see you too, miss Trauma!"

He hesitated for a moment then pressed a kiss to her cheek, smiling back at her.

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The bot grumbled, uncertain, not wanting to be a burden but...

"If... if it's not too much to ask- I- I think I'd like it. Something... soft? And... and pretty. I just- I don't want you to spend your hard earned shanix! I can... I can do more chores... you already pay for my fuel..."

He looked a little ashamed. It did bother him at times. Sure, he did some chores around the home but... it wasn't the same as holding down a job, earning enough to keep the clinic going.

"shots....your comfort is important to me luv okay?" She cupped his chin making him look up at her

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That had the mech feeling a little better, giggling, smiling back at Trauma and heaving a steadying invent. He rubbed at his neck cables, the sting from those small puncture marks already disappearing.

"Uh... I don't... um-" He'd seen pretty collars before, worn by classy pets owned by very important mechs. He'd always thought they were very pretty.

"Whatever you- um- y-you think ma'am. I'd be happy with anything." He smiled nervously, suddenly a little nervous about it. It would cost a lot for a pretty one, one with soft frabrics or padding, leather or pretty gemstones, bright shiny gold or silver. He'd only ever worn harsh steel things that bit in to his throat and itched.

"I don't want to make trouble...." He started.

"hehe primus your so submissive I love it your mine I could collar you" she whispers into his audio receptors purring

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Shots let out a soft whine at that, leg struts feeling weak. He shut his optics, overwhelmed, biting down on his lip component. No! He... he was collared for so long... he shouldn't want that again. But- it would be different with her. Safe. Good.

"If- if you..." He started, panting, still mulling over the thought. It was really hard to think with her sinful vocals in his audial. "If you want me to- m-miss Trauma."

Please. He- he really did want it.

"hehe primus your so submissive I love it your mine I could collar you" she whispers into his audio receptors purring

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The poor bot let out a startled whine, shivering, servos wrapping around Trauma and helm rolling back. Why... why did it feel good? Was is the coding remnants? He didn't know-

"Mhhh... ahhh- f-frag... mhh- miss Trauma..." Shots panted her name.

"this won't hurt ....much" she bit into his necks fuel lines purring and lapping the taste

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Shots let out a startled squeak, curling in on himself a little, invents coming quicker. What? What did she mean...

"Um... wh- what are you...." The bot trailed off, excited, eager, if a little nervous.

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She's going to teasingly spank him

Shots darts back, embarassed, nervous. "Did- did I do something wrong?"

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Servos knit together, Shots squirming and blushing intensely. "Uh- m-not..." He protested weakly. He wasn't bad, was he?

Shots glanced up at Trauma nervously, kind of liking the idea though. He didn't get to be bad before... if he did, well... the result wasn't much fun. That coding had been reduced to a whisper and it felt... exciting to go against it.

"Maybe- maybe I am?" He hesitated. "A- um... a dirty bot..." His faceplates flared with heat.

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She's going to teasingly spank him

Shots darts back, embarassed, nervous. "Did- did I do something wrong?"

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Shots let out a startled cry, gasping, soon moaning softly as his struts parted a little, relaxing. Pit, that felt nice.

"Mhhh... miss Trauma... f-feels good..." He reached out for her, stroking over her clawed servo and licking his lips.

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She's going to teasingly spank him

Shots darts back, embarassed, nervous. "Did- did I do something wrong?"

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It was just a scuff... but- but the attention was nice. Shots found himself leaning in closer to her, optics wide and lips parted lightly as he watched, curious. The way she spoke to him made him shiver and squirm.

"Uh- it- it's not too bad miss Trauma! Really!" But... she kind of... liked taking care of him. Didn't she? Shots furrowed his brow as he thougth it over, deciding to go for it.

"Actually... it uh... it kind of hurts, doctor... maybe you could um- kiss it better?" Primus, this was embarassing! He was smiling though, enjoying the little game.

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She's going to teasingly spank him

Shots darts back, embarassed, nervous. "Did- did I do something wrong?"

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Shots sank to his knees almost instantly, so quickly that his struts near collided with the ground. He was used to taking orders and... even though the coding was mostly removed it just felt... comfortable?

"Y-yes miss Trauma." He murmured breathlessly, servos sitting neatly in his lap, palms down. He watched her intently.

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She's going to teasingly spank him

Shots darts back, embarassed, nervous. "Did- did I do something wrong?"

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Invents caought in his throat, Shots feeling the heat rise to his cheeks and- and nodding carefully. "I um.. I do?"

Oh he really did. He was just too embarassed to say much more than that but he did try. Trauma seemed to like it when he was a little more vocal. "I-I do, miss. I like it. When- when you- um- a femme- takes charge!" He fumbled his way through the words, optics squeezed shut in embarassment, peeling open a second later, nervous.

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She's going to teasingly spank him

Shots darts back, embarassed, nervous. "Did- did I do something wrong?"

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"Um... I...." Well... it was a shock at first but... it was kind of exciting. "Maybe I have to uh... try it again to find out?" His faceplates flushed deeply.

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She's going to teasingly spank him

Shots darts back, embarassed, nervous. "Did- did I do something wrong?"

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She's going to teasingly spank him

Shots darts back, embarassed, nervous. "Did- did I do something wrong?"

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Shots giggled and smiled brightly, relieved she was happy with the the cake. “I know it’s not much. I wanted to get you something bigger but uh… the flight frames next door only wanted a little sweeping done and…”

He trailed off, blushing from the embarrassment as well as the joy he felt from that kiss.

"it's my creation day!" She kisses him

Shots was elated to hear, smiling brightly, hoisting the femme up by the waist and peppering her faceplates in kisses, twirling her in a full circle before setting her back down on her pedes.

"I have something." He smiled sheepishly, offering up a little cupcake, single candle on the top. He didn't have much so even this took some pleading and favours to earn from neighbouring mecha.

"Happy Creation Day, miss Trauma." He offered the little cake eagerly.

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"it's my creation day!" She kisses him

Shots was elated to hear, smiling brightly, hoisting the femme up by the waist and peppering her faceplates in kisses, twirling her in a full circle before setting her back down on her pedes.

"I have something." He smiled sheepishly, offering up a little cupcake, single candle on the top. He didn't have much so even this took some pleading and favours to earn from neighbouring mecha.

"Happy Creation Day, miss Trauma." He offered the little cake eagerly.

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The bot perked up at that, excited. "Um... do- do you know any good ones...?" He'd really barely watched anything before, staring at the images that popped up for each film, no idea what to choose, a little overwhelmed even.

"feeling better?"

"Y-yes miss Trauma."Shots shuffled awkwardly, relieved, happy but feeling a little selfish. He'd managed to scrounge a few shanix doing some errands for neighbouring mechs, offering her a kiss and a tray of oilcakes with pretty red frosting.

"Uh... these are... uh-f-for you!" He held the box out, optics shut tight in embarassment.