Thinking about how strange it would feel to a Cybertronian to have a human inside their altmode. They have these forms, but prior to earth, prior to us, no one would ever touch anything inside their altmodes most likely. Much less climb inside. Why would they? These surfaces are meant to look the part of the vehicle theyāre becoming, but not really to be handled. How sensitive would everything in there be?
And youāve got Cybertronians agreeing to take their human friend or partner for a drive. They might think itād be fun to play the part. Or maybe they just donāt trust your own driving. But then youāre sliding into the driverās seat and they realize how big a mistake they just made. You slide a hand against the inside of the door as you climb in and they sink down on their shocks at the unexpected touch to make you almost hit your head getting in. They can feel you, the weight and warmth of you cradled in their seat. Aware of you in ways theyāve never been before.
Soft hands caressing their steering wheel, playing with radio dials out of curiosity while this Cybertronian is fighting for their very life. Youāre touching everything. Touching them in ways no one ever has. Your field is washing into them and they canāt get away from it, canāt block it out. Please, donāt play with the gear shift, they can put themselves into gear and it feels obscenely good when you do that. You have no idea what youāre doing to them and theyāre too mortified to just tell you. Theyāre flustered, but loving that youāre tucked away inside them, trusting yourself completely to them.
And youāre asking them if theyāre okay feeling them trembling around you, engine stuttering and almost whining. The more worried you get, the more tactile you are and theyāre dying, almost taking out a mailbox because theyāre so distracted with you and the intimacy they just got blindsided by. They barely get you where youāre going and they make a funny noise when you slide yourself back out of the driverās seat. Alone and waiting on you to come back, struggling to get themselves under control as their fans cycle. Overwhelmed and aching because theyāre missing the feeling of you safe inside them, being able to have you there scratching a protective itch they never knew they had.











