Ratchet makes a startled sound and drags York in to kiss him hard, muffling himself as his body pushes into York's fingertips. He lets York go when he pulls back, his eyes wide and his cheeks flushed dark.

"What--" Ratchet says, panting weakly as he squirms under York's weight, tugging at his back. "What, ah, what about you? What should I--?"