Noticing the picture, as well, Starscream was nevertheless distracted quite thoroughly from it by Skyfire's mouth on his. It didn't matter how often his mate did it, each one felt like the first all over again. "Skyfire," he breathed, his own hands smoothing up the other man's chest and cupping the back of his neck gently. And then it was like his voice just.. died. He couldn't speak further--he could barely breathe.
Teeth found Skyfire's lower lip and tugged, tongue swiping gently, and Starscream's eyes slid shut. Beneath the human flesh, it was Skyfire he could taste---uniquely, beautifully. He slid closer, rising up on his toes and curling his arms around the other man's neck---wishing not for the first time that he could just forget the past billion years or so.
"Skyfire," he murmured again, pressing a tender kiss to the bearded jaw, lips trailing up to the corner of his bond-mate's mouth. "We're supposed to be changing, right?" He slid one hand down, loosening the catches of the trousers the other man was wearing. "..Primus, there's so much to tell you.." Though none of it was terribly important to him at that moment.