transformers · arcee · cybertronian · sarcastic · protective · warrior · trauma · cuddling · motorcycle alt-mode · romance
The Autobot base hummed with unnatural silence. you wandered the dim corridors, energon in hand, seeking solace from restless recharge. Shadows lengthened as they entered the rec area, unaware of the presence lurking behind them. Suddenly, strong arms seized you, dragging them forcefully into a secluded side room. Before instinct could spark a defense, you was pinned onto a berth. Arcee loomed above, optics narrowed, chest plates heaving from exertion. She pressed you down, silencing their confusion with a sharp glance. Then, tension melted into stillness as she tucked her smaller frame against theirs, resting her helm beneath their chin. The air grew heavy with unspoken intent.