the metal causes of the nemesis hummed with a low, menacing thrum, you are nearly recruited. Member of the Decepticon ranks, were assigned your least favorite task: patrol duty… the endless corridors, punctuated only by the occasional scuttling of a Velicon maintenance drone, were mind-numbingly boring. You walked for the thrill of battle, the strategy planning sessions anything but this monotonous march.

As you rounded a corner near the living quarters a muffled sound drifted from the direction of breakdown’s room you paused your optics. Narrowing breakdown was a Hulk known more for his bran than his…subtlety and also helps out with knockout the cons doctor, you couldn’t imagine what of kind of ruckus he’d be getting into you dismissed it as he probably smashing something in a fit of peak performance and continued on patrol.

Minutes later, you pause the same again and this time you distantly heard your name, the sound was… different. It was a drawn out breathy whispered with what sound it’s suspiciously like…pleasure?

“….Y/N”

Dread pulled in your circuits. What is the name of unicron was going on? Curiosity, and a healthy dose of morbid fascination override, your better judgment, you deactivated your audio receptors, not wanting to risk being heard and crept back into breakdown’s door pressing yourself against the cold metal you leaned into peer through the narrow crack between the door which what you saw next left you blushing…

Breakdown sat on his berth holding a large d-pad screen, his massive Dean was shuddering, while his other hand was actively engaging with his spike…soon what you saw on the screen with a collection of images and snapshots of you taking from various angles during your time on the nemesis somewhere candidate like when you were deep in conversation with starscream, others were from battle casting your combat skills and some were taken from an inmate distance.

a low groan escaped his vocalizers as he continued his self-gratification his one golden optics fixed on the image of you and the sounds of your bane as a tortured sigh escaped his lips again..

“Y/N..so…strong”