#(+ probably shitty grammar? idk man it's 11:30 pm gnight)

[magicalbuffalotransformerman]

[bonecrusher's laying down in his bed. he's had a long, stressful day full of bullshit. bro needs a nap.]

[or a nice railing. he wouldn't complain.]

[over time, bonecrusher feels his conscious slipping away. little by little. second after second. maybe sometime soon he'll actually get a nap?]

[unfortunately, it seems the nap in question will have to wait. bunkerbuster makes himself known in the archway.]

BB: long day, homie?

BC: mmyup

[bunkerbuster walks in, closing the bedroom door behind him.]

BB: anything you wanna talk about?

BC: ...

[bonecrusher props himself up in a position that doesn't muffle his voice.]

BC: you ever get burnt out? like, you get a shit load of enthusiasm for something and you use it all up way too quick and you can't think of anything else to say or do so you feel useless?

BB: ...i don't know about the useless part, but i get where you're coming from.

BC: [boney shrugs.] i 'unno, i don't think you do.

BB: [snickering in response, bunkbed takes a seat next to boney, on his bed.] if you want me to talk about any of my old battles to you, i can. or if you want something else, like a quickie... well, y'know.

BC: ...m. rockie's out for the night, might be grabbing more energon for refinement or somethin', she neglected to tell me. not like she can't handle herself, just i get worried sometimes- point is. you wanna sleep with me tonight?

BB: me? [minor snort.] don't you usually have munchie for that?

BC: meh. he's been in a fugue state for a bit now. patch's been taking care of him. besides, i'm hankerin' for a big bulky lad to snuggle tight, and you're just my type.

BB: look at you, eh, prince charming?

[bunkerbuster pecks bonecrusher on the cheek.]

[in response, bonecrusher returns the kiss, kissing bunkerbuster on the lips and pulling him down onto the bed. he follows up by wrapping his arms around bunkbed's waist.]

BB: [giggle]. not so fast, my man. gotta get my armor off first for maximum comfort.

[following that comment, bunkerbuster sits back up over bonecrusher, popping his armor off and setting it next to the bed. chest armor first, then the shoulder pauldrons... he considers the crotch armor. not yet. off goes the leg armor, back plating... and he's comfy.]

[bonecrusher pops bunkerbuster's crotch armor off for him, setting it with the rest of his armor and freeing the meat underneath. back down comes bunkerbuster.]

BB: so you do want the dick, mmm?

BC: just a little more to fondle while we both wait to slumber.

[bonecrusher nestles his face inbetween bunkerbuster's pecs.]

BC, muffled: love you, hubby.

BB, wrapping his arms around BC: and i, you. sweet dreams.