Bunny law makes its triumphant return! Tarantulas's laugh is cracked and wheezy, but delighted, and he nuzzles into her breasts without embarrassment. "That will be no hardship; your arms are very comfortable, beloved." If Ryja will allow it, he'll maneuver them both back into her room and kick the door shut behind them.

There, now they can cuddle to their heart's content, without interruption or an unwanted audience. "So soft," he purrs happily, squishing her mid-section. "A great improvement, compared to Cybertronians."