[ Even though he still hasn't had a chance to wash Tyki out of his mouth, but they'll just have to cope. Definitely keeping any and all thoughts about the fact that she's already had plenty of Tyki in her mouth as far away from his conscious mind as possible.
Anyway. He untangles his hand from hers in favor for slipping his arm around her waist, his other hand brushing up through her hair before he leans in. Better make it a damn good one, you never know with these bots. ]