Aftercare is a subject of much discussion and debate in any community which involves intense, extreme, or emotional situations. I believe I have the answer, the solution, which will bring unity and harmony to the world.
The Recipe:
One screen (bigger is better but we're going for cozy, not cinema)
Near unlimited episodes of transformers playing (sequential is preferable but not essential)
One sofa (for him to sit on)
One floor (for me)
One cushion (the floor gets uncomfy after a while)
One comforter (we all need warmth after all)
Him on the sofa
Me on the floor at his feet.
Put all the ingredients together in a living room or similar situation, probably with something to eat and drink on hand, and sit back and relax, no deep and meaningful conversations required that can't be found on the screen, entertainment not too heavy or too light, robots that turn into cars, or cars that turn into robots, heroes and villains, saving the world from the clutches of evil and certain destruction in every episode. What more could you need from your aftercare?
It's funny, unless I've got the raging horn, in which case all I can think of is the violence, the rough, wild sex, the tight rope, the hard ties, the impact of his fists on my soul; what I think of when I'm missing him is resting my head on his lap while he strokes my hair and Optimus Prime leads the Autobots to another victory in their eternal battle against the evil forces of the Decepticons. I sigh my whistful sigh and wish to be there. Perhaps because it's a simple, easy place to be, it's safe, and happy, and time slips away and doesn't matter any more. The rest of the world is worlds away, and all its troubles with it.
Oh to be at his feet again.
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