Kagerou doesn't have to wait long to find out. Perceptor's fingers press up, against the other mech's 'facing arrays, playing over external valve sensors in delicate little teases. Occasionally a finger will dip just slightly into the mouth of the aperture, testing and prodding, but slip away before any real satisfaction can be had, gathering and slowly spreading lubricant around the exterior.

Perceptor pulls back from the kiss, optics burning bright as his hand slips free from Kagerou's and settles on his thigh instead, tugging his leg snug about his hip.

"Tell me how much you want it," he murmurs, voice dark with sheer want and the slight static crackle of his vocalizer.