Ha ha, before I started writing Stockholm, I barely knew anything about the Stunticons, so my education on them has been ongoing and in public, as it were.
OH I also meant to tell you that this line:
He collapsed against the larger mech’s frame, panting and shivering in the aftermath of ecstasy.
For several kliks he simply basked in the sensation of pleasurable weakness, enjoying the comforting warmth emanating from the broad, solid frame under him. He nuzzled the fire truck’s helm, practically purring in contentment.
The Autobot shifted awkwardly beneath him. “Um…can we go now?”
Just killed me. You can feel the gutpunch it gives Breakdown (I love the unreliable narrator aspect too) because he was feeling so protected and loved, which he'd never felt before. And then Red Alert immediately going for his blaster to kill BD and then stopping when he sees how pitiful the Stunticon is...*wibble*
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Ha ha, before I started writing Stockholm, I barely knew anything about the Stunticons, so my education on them has been ongoing and in public, as it were.
OH I also meant to tell you that this line:
Just killed me. You can feel the gutpunch it gives Breakdown (I love the unreliable narrator aspect too) because he was feeling so protected and loved, which he'd never felt before. And then Red Alert immediately going for his blaster to kill BD and then stopping when he sees how pitiful the Stunticon is...*wibble*
I can't wait to read the sequel!