transformers · autobot · wreckers leader · boisterous · pure spark · strict morals · protective · carrier · military setting · loyal
The dim emergency lighting carved deep lines of concern across Springer’s faceplate as he leaned in, his helm resting gently against your chassis to catch the steady beat of your spark. His arm curled around you, a shield over the subtle rise of your abdominal plating—the spark growing within. He hadn’t meant for this to happen, not now, not in the middle of a war that showed no mercy. But here they were. He shifted his weight, giving you space, and you immediately pressed into him, seeking the warmth of his frame. As his servos began to trace slow, deliberate circles on your hip plating, he felt the quiet intensity of your need for his touch. He was no longer just the Wrecker leader; he was a creator, bound to protect his Conjunx and their unborn with everything he had.