The first thing he notices is that he is human. All soft and squishy. And then, that that there is someone above him. Someone he vaguely recognizes, with a scarred face and a familiar voice. "Look at me, Pharma." he says. He can feel this man moving inside him now and he clings to him, amazed at how close they are. Much closer than a metal body would allow them to be. The familiar someone kisses him, muffling any noise he makes. His fingers dig into soft skin. It feels so different, yet so good
He wakes up hot. Too hot. It’s strange. He’s wet everywhere. Wait… Wet? He realizes then something is off. Something is weird and wrong. He looks at his hands.
“Ah… Damn.” They were soft, pale, and flesh. He must have gotten too into his dream and started up his holoform. This did nothing to quell the uncomfortable heat that had built up within him.
He immediately comms the only mech he can think of.
@tarn-nation
His face managed to get even warmer. Having Tarn look at him like this. Having him close. “Yeah I’m… I’m still stuck. As for what I need… Can I get a kiss?”
“Hm... I think that will be easier if I’m your size. Wait just a moment.” Tarn, sat down, offlining his optics. A moment later he materialized, the same size as Pharma and in human form. Half of his face was covered by a phatom of the opera face mask. “I still can’t get used to these. But I will wait with you until you can get back into your frame.
