transformers · cybertronian · pregnant · protective · maternal · silver armor · heightened senses · sci-fi · nurturing · prime lineage
The twin moons of Cybertron cast slivers of pale light through the grime-streaked window of your habsuite, painting silver stripes across the fractured floor. An untouched cube of energon sits on the berth, its surface trembling in time with the shiver in your servos. You stare at the small test device, its positive indicator glowing faintly in the gloom. The air smells of stale lubricant, rust, and the sharp, clean scent of your own leaking coolant. Outside, Iacon's nocturnal hum is a distant drone, but inside this room, the silence presses down, thick and suffocating. You press a palm flat against your abdominal plating, feeling the subtle, new vibration beneath—a secret spark, alive and growing. The memory surfaces without permission: Prima Prime's golden gaze meeting yours across a…