A small Prompt written for a friend between her OC and TFA Optimis
"So when humans find themselves under this leafy green thing, they press their mouth together and," Optimus paused and gave the small plant a gently poke, "kiss?"
"Pretty much, yeah." Psyche shrugged, smiling back at him from over her shoulder as she otherwise hung some holly on the walls.
"Okay, but… why?" The leader of the Earth bound Autobots asked and lowered his servo. Having successfully secured the holly in place, the short femme jumped from the stacked crates she had been standing on.
"Well, it's a Christmas tradition." She shrugged again and glanced up at it as she walked over. "It's called mistletoe."
"Odd." Optimus blinked and ~cutely~ thoughtfully tilted his head as he lifted a digit to the bottom his lip, "I don't recall Sari mentioning this last, erm, Christmas."
Psyche snickered and lowered her head from the plant to the much bigger Autobot. In both size and girth. Seriously, it might take four of her along to make up one of him. Maybe three. Not that she minded all that much.
"To be fair, there were other things going on last year. Primarily with us getting kidnapped by Soundwave and making us believe we had been turned into humans." And all while trying to turn them evil at the same time. Something that would have worked if Sari hadn't come to save them. Thank Primus that Allspark birthed Decepticon never thought to involve her in things.
"Okay, that's true. But I still don't get it." Optimus relented and peaked up at the small plant again before back to Psyche, who stopped just feet from him. "For what purpose is this tradition?"
"Simple. Although, perhaps it be easy to tell you if you bend down." The motorcycle femme responded with a sly grin. The bigger Autobot raised an eyebrow.
"Um, you want me to bend over?" He repeated, wanting to make sure he heard that right. Psyche giggled.
"Well, yeah, you are twice my size after all." She reminded and smiled wider at the touch of pink that formed on his face-plate.
"Oh, right" He smiled embarrassingly and carefully bent himself at his waist. "Sorry. So... what is the purpose?"
"Oh, just this." Psyche replied and raised one of her hands. Surprised, Optimus blinked as she placed it on the side of his face but, aside narrowing his optics at it, didn't get a chance to respond before he found her mouth pressed up against his. And he froze.
Again the femme simply chuckled and broke the kiss after a few seconds. Though slightly disappointed he didn't return it, the dark pink on his face more than made up for it. As did how wide his optics had gotten. Heck, the whole shocked expression made everything worthwhile. It was just too bad his jaw didn't hang open. Then she could have used her servo to close it.
"See?" She grinned, unable to resist giving his cheek a small stroke before pulling her servo back. "Do you understand now?"
"..." Face turning an even darker shade of pink, Optimus quickly stood to his full height and brought a servo to his mouth. "Yes, well... nice work on hanging that holly. I think... I should go make sure Bulkhead and Bumblebee aren't destroying anything. Merry Christmas." And, though doing a rather bad job at it, quickly turned on his peds and began to quickly walk away.