Never was good at science. I just saw a goal and...leapt at it.
[Like right now, as he pulls Shockwave closer into his arms, pressing his lips into the other. Feeling the warmth from their press. There was no doubt now, everything they'd ever wanted before the war, but didn't know it, was now theirs. A Prime and his Senator, and he knew that he could change things. With Shockwave here, he felt he could do anything.
There's a soft grip of the table, using it to move them around it and to the wall. He's not so gentle anymore--he doesn't have to watch his moves. Now...he knows this is what Shockwave wants, and he wouldn't dare deny him any bit of passion that Optimus felt. And he would be the only one to see it.
There's a forceful press against the wall of the lab, tilting his head to align their helms in a more comfortable way in their kiss. It's desperate, hungry for that attention and feeling that he's been robbed of for four million years. What the Institute took away, now returned. His weight leans in further, as if somehow trying to mesh their atoms together as his hands press against those arms, gently but powerfully.
no you're fired
[Like right now, as he pulls Shockwave closer into his arms, pressing his lips into the other. Feeling the warmth from their press. There was no doubt now, everything they'd ever wanted before the war, but didn't know it, was now theirs. A Prime and his Senator, and he knew that he could change things. With Shockwave here, he felt he could do anything.
There's a soft grip of the table, using it to move them around it and to the wall. He's not so gentle anymore--he doesn't have to watch his moves. Now...he knows this is what Shockwave wants, and he wouldn't dare deny him any bit of passion that Optimus felt. And he would be the only one to see it.
There's a forceful press against the wall of the lab, tilting his head to align their helms in a more comfortable way in their kiss. It's desperate, hungry for that attention and feeling that he's been robbed of for four million years. What the Institute took away, now returned. His weight leans in further, as if somehow trying to mesh their atoms together as his hands press against those arms, gently but powerfully.
He loved him, more than anything.]