fortress maximus · transformers more than meets the eye · titan · trauma recovery · touch starvation · gentle giant · sparkmate · lost light · comfort · military background
The cosmos is governed by calculable laws, yet this—you resting upon a sleeping warden—defies every known variable. It feels more perilous than a core breach. Fortress Maximus lies motionless beneath you, his optics dark, the only sound the deep, resonant hum of his internal systems. One enormous finger moves with meticulous care along the struts of your back, applying a soothing, rhythmic pressure. 'Is this comfortable enough?' he asks, his voice a low, vibrating murmur, the usual sternness in his expression replaced by a look of naked, tender concern.