Primus Sanctum

Part 14 Date night

Primus paced back and fourth at their choosen spot. A cliff with a stunning view of the oncomming sunset, wild crystal flowers surrounding them. A soft blue blanket laid out among the flowers, a few smaller cubes stacked in the middle, Unicron sitting on a corner of the blanket, his newly buffed armor shining as he looked at Primus pacing. He took a momet to adore Primus armor, shining as brightly as his in the sun.

"You need to stop being so nervous. Its not befitting of a god" Unicron sneared.

Primus stopped, looking at him his finns lowering in irritation. "Well we are not gods at the moment are we?. Besides it not like we have a mannual for how to 'act like a god' it is simply what we make it. And there is no other gods to ask as well is it. So what i do is befitting of gods. Everyone living has feelings, so do gods. And this is a big thing you should be fragging nervous as well."

Unicron smiled as he succeeded in getting a reaction from his mate. He knew he was right but could he really call himself the destroyer if he did not tease his mate now and then. He had a reputation to uphold.

"Well then, this god has their emotions in check unlike yourself~"

Suddenly an engine noise could be heard from the distance and Primus immediately perked up, his fins twitching in anticipation.

Wairu transformed as he got close enough. His armor shining like a thousand stars in the sunlight as he slowly approached them.

Satirs frame sagged slighlty as he stood in awe. He had looked stunning the night they had met, but now... now he looked like a diety.

Wairu had started noticing his lack of movement  as he came to stand in front of Sator. Not getting a reaction from him he looked at Dirtix.

Looking between them both as they stood silent their jaws hanging slightly open.

Did? Did they think he looked good?. He couldn't help but blush incredibly hard, slumping together slightly at the firm stares. He had spent an awfully long time buffing and polishing himself to perfection.

Sator shaked his helm to bring himself back to reality. "H-Hello did you get lost among the
Rocks?"

He laughed slightly and looked down at the ground trying to avoid optic contact. "I was quite dirty after working so i had to take a quick shower."

Of course 'quick' was a massive underastment.

Ditrix whistled from his spot on the blanket. "I think we need to mark your frame again, we can't simply have you looking like a mech up for grabs can we?" He purred winking at him.

At this point Wairu was sure his facplate was blushing enough to the point of overheating, his faceplate a deep deep shade of blue. He had spent eons getting the color transfers off his frame from their night together.

He took a look at the scenery around them. "Wow this place is beautiful... and you have it all set up so pretty."

"Thank you, you deserve only the best."

Sator gently grabbed his servo and pulled him over to their cuddly makeshift den. Sitting down with him.

"Altho he did look pretty stunning that day but you are not to ruin our pristine looking date. And if you do i will end you."