“Where are you going, going, going?” Crooned a familiar voice directly behind you. You mentally congratulated yourself for not tensing up as you turned to face Sharpshot. “I need to use the bathroom.” You answered truthfully, hoping the insecticon was in a good mood. Sharpshot tilted his head, studying you before answering, “Hurry up…if Y/N is gone for more than five kliks Sharpshot will come looking for you, you, you.” So around five minutes you calculated in your head, finding your way to the bathroom that had been installed in the hab-suite for you.
After you were done relieving yourself you washed your hands quickly. You dried your hands before making your way back towards your bed when a hand on your shoulder stopped you. “Hmmm…Y/N is late…late…late.” Sharpshot said cheerfully, causing a shiver to race down your spine. This insecticon was more sadistic than the other two, and he enjoyed punishing you for the most minor of infractions.
“I’m sorry, sir I didn’t mean to take so long.” You said frantically before the insecticon began to laugh. “Just kidding…kidding…kidding.” He answered almost playfully, guiding you away from your bed and towards his berth. “Sharpshot wants Y/N to sleep with him…him…him.”
Oh thank the maker, you didn’t know if you could handle one of his sessions tonight. The insecticon was obsessed with electricity, and didn’t hesitate to incorporate it in the bedroom. He claimed it was a reward for being the insecticon’s good little human. Once the two of you were on his berth, the insecticon wrapped an arm around your waist, moving so his front was flush against your back. “Mmm…human smells good…good…good.” He purred, pressing his face against your neck and inhaled. “But now Sharpshot needs his rest…rest…rest.” It didn’t take long before you’d fallen into an uncomfortable sleep with your captor holding you like a lover.
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