Drift walked into rodimus' quarters, he seen him recharging on his berth making him sigh and gently start to shake the mech "Captain."

Rodimus gave a soft and incoherent mumble

Drift glanced away before shaking him some more "Rodimus Prime.. Captain, wake up."

Rodimus batted at him a bit "im up.. m up.." he mumbled groggily "what happened?"

"Captain, we're at our next destination."

Rodimus hummed softly as he sat up and stretched a bit "Already?"

"You were in recharge for quite some time." Drift explained

Rodimus glanced over at the time making him frown a bit "why didn't you wake me sooner?" He rubbed his helm and groaned softly

"Well Magnus agreed you needed some rest, don't worry, Megatron handled everything while you were recharging."

Rodimus gave a soft acknowledging hum before looking over Drift "come here.."

"Im sorry?"

"Here. In my lap, now." Rodimus pointed in his lap and gave a stern expression pointed up at him.

Drift looked over him "captain?"

"Drift.. Dont mess with me. Now." Rodimus rumbled softly

Drift wasted no time after that and climbed up on his berth and straddled him.

"Good.." rodimus mumbled and wrapped his arms around his waist, he nuzzled his face into Drift's chassis a bit with a soft sigh

"Drift, don't ever let me overcharge again, you understand?" Rodimus lifted his helm and looked at him "I dont care what Magnus has to say.."

"Yes, sir.." Drift looked down at him

"Now give me a kiss.." he murmured, he was still a little tired, it was obvious in his tone as well as his optics, they were dimmed down. But it was to be expected, he was so adamant about remaining awake for quite a long time, to see what the universe had to offer but the ship just couldnt operate with a weak, malfunctioning captain.

Drift leaned down gently kissing him, his servos rested on his chassis.

Rodimus was quick to offer a quiet moan when drift gently nipped his bottom derma.

Of course they had their one nighters, but Rodimus loved him and Drift felt mutual as well.

Drift softly pressed on his chassis making him lay back, he went to work on Rodimus' mouth. They were in perfect sync, Rodimus cupped Drift's face plate and gave an approving muffled moan when his glossa entered his mouth.

Rodimus relaxed below Drift and gave a quiet purr when they pulled away making a small pop, Drift moved down to attack his neck cables.

Rodimus' optics dimmed more as his servo cupped his mouth a bit to muffle himself as Drift bit down on a sensetive cable before gently stroking over it with his glossa

Drift pulled back to look at him when he went quiet only to see their captain recharging he couldnt help but chuckle, he knew Rodimus was tired as he kissed his cheek and let a digit slide over his facial plating "Rest, my captain.." he climbed off to inform the others Rodimus would not be getting off on this stop.