[Ratchet arches against Predaking, shivering slightly at the foreign sensation of claws. What little touch he gets, he's used to it being with blunt fingers. It's surprisingly erotic, enough so that he can feel his internal temperature rising.
Without any further stalling, he slips his fingers into gaps between armor plating, searching for sensitive wires to take advantage of.]
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[Ratchet arches against Predaking, shivering slightly at the foreign sensation of claws. What little touch he gets, he's used to it being with blunt fingers. It's surprisingly erotic, enough so that he can feel his internal temperature rising.
Without any further stalling, he slips his fingers into gaps between armor plating, searching for sensitive wires to take advantage of.]