TFP One-Shots

Eternal Flames: Predaking's Comfort

•Predaking x Predacon| Reader•

In the heart of the Predacon stronghold, Predaking, the mighty and regal leader, found himself drawn to the side of his sparkmate, [ Name], after an arduous labor that heralded the arrival of their offspring.

As [ Name] lay cradling three precious eggs, each pulsating with the promise of life, Predaking approached with a tender nuzzle, his immense form radiating both power and gentle affection. The air was thick with the echoes of pain, but the sight of their progeny brought a warmth that eclipsed any momentary discomfort.

"[ Name], you have proven your strength. These eggs are a testament to our union," Predaking rumbled, his deep voice a soothing melody as he nuzzled [ Name]'s helm.

Beside them, Shockwave, the meticulous and logical scientist, observed with a rare hint of empathy. His cold optics softened, acknowledging the significance of this moment. With a careful touch, Shockwave approached [ Name], checking her vitals and the well-being of the eggs with a precision that spoke of both concern and respect.

"Congratulations, [ Name]. The vital signs of both you and the eggs are stable. You've handled the birthing process admirably," Shockwave remarked, his usually stoic demeanor carrying a touch of warmth.

As Predaking witnessed Shockwave's rare display of care, he transformed into his humanoid form, towering over [ Name]. With a gentleness that belied his colossal stature, Predaking spoke sweet words, praising [ Name]'s resilience and the beauty of their newborn progeny.

"[ Name], you are the flame that ignites the eternal strength of our lineage. These eggs are a reflection of our bond—a testament to the enduring power of our love," Predaking declared, his optics softening with undeniable adoration.

Leaning down, Predaking pressed a gentle kiss to [ Name]'s helm, his servo cradling her with utmost tenderness. He continued to murmur sweet nothings, his deep voice a lullaby that enveloped [ Name] in a cocoon of comfort.

With each kiss and caress, Predaking conveyed not only his affection but also a profound sense of gratitude for the life they had created together. The Predacon stronghold, once filled with the echoes of war, now resonated with the gentle hum of familial love.

As [ Name] basked in the warmth of Predaking's embrace, surrounded by the soft glow of the precious eggs, Shockwave discreetly monitored their vital signs, ensuring the well-being of the newly expanded Predacon family.

In this moment of unity and tenderness, Predaking, [ Name], and their offspring forged a bond that surpassed the trials of the war-torn world, embodying the eternal flames of love and life within the heart of the Predacon stronghold.

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