Rung's vents cycled in surprise as his wrists were caught, the therapist going still, frozen for a moment as he fond himself meeting Max's gaze. He felt stuck--lost in the other's optics as his processor moved a mile a minute to come to a decision on what he should do, how he should proceed with this considering he had just basically admitted to having an attraction to a patient--to Fort Max of all patients--and he wasn't sure--

Screw it.

The smaller mech threw caution to the wind and rested his hands on Max's helm once more, hesitantly drawing the other closer as he leaned up to brush their lips together.