Street Racer Darling |:| Knockout X reader

Insider's Out-take

~Knockouts POV~

         "Well this is just dandy!" I hollered within the safety of my berthroom, (Y/N) trying to read her data pad on her bed, the small hidden shelf open.

         "It's not like we're completely against them." She shrugged, and I sighed, finally sitting down after what feels like an entire cycle of pacing.

         "That may be so, but now Megatron will be insufferable! You're in more danger than ever!"

Putting my helm in my servos, I huffed and started to think of ways to get (Y/N) out of this situation. It doesn't help that the Insecticons wants to meet with her as well, though we haven't agreed on a time yet.

     I heard the tiny sigh of the woman I've come to love, and the slamming of her data pad on the dresser. I didn't turn around, not wanting her to see my faceplate. She didn't need to worry right now...

         "Holoform. Now."

I couldn't help but turn to her command.

         "How is being in my holoform going to help matters?"

         "Just do it you cherry, or else I'll go get Wildstryke instead."

Knowing that to be a legitimate threat, I laid down on my berth and activated my holoform on her shelf.

         "Once again, I don't see-"

         "Sit down," she commanded, and I did, though not without a defiant sigh, onto her bed.

I was about to make another retort when she slid up behind me and started to massage my shoulders, and to be honest, it kinda hurt...

         "Is this supposed to help me?"

         "It will in a minute," was the surprisingly soft reply, "You're stressed, and that shows in both forms."

I let her continue, soon finding myself leaning into her touch as she softened the kneading of my holoformic skin. She worked at my neck, and shoulders, and even scratched my back after a little while. The simple, soft gliding of her fingers worked wonders as she went back to my shoulders. I was surprised when she didn't stop there and wrapped her arms in front of my chest.

         "Better?" She hummed.

          "Much."

She kissed my cheek, and I flipped her over, and onto my lap, making her squeak in surprise. A devilish grin met my features when she glared at me playfully.

         "I like this tender side of you." I admitted.

         "And I like this vulnerable side of you." I could tell she was making fun of me as she patted my cheek.

         "I'll show you 'vulnerable'." I smirked and tossed her on the bed, making her squeak and laugh once more, "Prepare for surgery my darling." I growled as I came closer to her floundering self.

         "Don't you dare you aft whole!"

I was about to start tickling her, something I had come to enjoy. I liked to call it her 'torture time'. Sadly the few minutes of bliss I had planned was interrupted with the seemingly to familiar interruption of Roman.

         "Am I, interrupting something?"

         "Not anymore," I grumbled, and turned to the automatonic boy, seeing the huge smirk on his holoform.