Transformers Prime X Reader Oneshots/Lemons [REQUESTS CLOSED]

Rival Love (Arcee/Airachnid x Mech Reader) OS

Description - Airachnid's drive was to always take what she could from Arcee, but this time she felt as though it was the other way around.

I was entangled in a silky white substance against my will. It entrapped me so suddenly while I was making my escape from this war between Decepticons and Autobots. I was running through the woods when it happened, but the conflict still got to me when I ran into two familiar femme's of different factions.

In front of me were two frenzied femmes battling against one another to the death as they tried to prove themselves better to me. Arcee was swift on her pedes, throwing punches at Airachnid who was trying to fend her off from me. Any time the Decepticon came close to me Arcee would become more aggressive and draw her presence away.

"Keep your filthy hands off of (Y/n) Airachnid!", she yelled as she shot her weapons at her. Airachnid deflected her shots with her long appendages, counting them with her shots of webbing. Arcee was quick to dodge them as if she had experience with her fighting style before. They were going at it for many minutes. I was helpless to do anything tied back to the trunk of this tree. All I could do was watch the mayhem. The way their melee strikes clashed together with force was so full of anger. 

"You're going to regret the day you ever laid eyes on the likes of (Y/n)!", Airachnid shreiked. her opponent scoffed, jumping against her attacked once more in attempt to break away her defenses and give her a fatal blow. It was hard to believe Arcee was defending me like this with all her might. She said she cared about me but I didn't know it was to this length, where she is practically putting her life on the line, i watched her bravery and courage. She showed no evidence that she wanted to give up. That pretty much summed up her personality, but for some reason she was a lot more heated the moment she saw Airachnid. It wasn't until later that they had a lot of history together, and she was determined to put an end to the Decepticon no matter what.

Airachnid didn't sound like that kind of femme. Whenever I ran into her she would treat me with the out most respect. She showed interest in me within the time I have know her. making me grow a liking to her. She was smart, cunning, and those webbed ultra violet optics with the hexed texture were hypnotizing. Arcee had a tough attitude, but once you got through her thick metal she was a very sweet and caring bot. It was sad to see the two of them fighting when I was close to both of them. Arcee lunged at her nemesis without a second thought to reason because of their past. From the conversation they were having before, I heard that Airachnid tortured Arcee and killed her favored partner long ago during the war. It was hard to believe given the nature of the times I have spent around the Decepticon. I didn't know who to believe, I just wanted them to stop fighting. 

"Arcee! Airachnid! Please stop fighting!", I yelled as I squirmed within the webbed husk I was kept in against the tree. Airachnid turned to look at me but said nothing. Arcee yelled as she jumped up and shot her legs out to kick into her. She was foiled by a dodging motion and grabbed by her forearms, holding her smaller frame to a halt. Arcee growled at her, thrashing her body around eager to escape. This sinister behavior was beginning to confuse me. I cared for the two of them so it made it difficult to choose sides. Even if what Arcee said was true, I don't think Airachnid would ever harm me. I was the one person she cared about, which had to mean for something.

"Ah! L-Let me go!", Arcee demanded. The grip of the Decepticon's servos clasped onto her arms tightened and she roared in pain. With her flexible body, she flipped over and pushed herself away from her grip. Airachnid shook off the impact.

"You heard what (Y/n) said Arcee. You wouldn't want to look like the bad guy now would you?", Airachnid smiled innocently. The Autobot gritted her denta and backed off.

"What are you trying to fight off anyway Airachnid? (Y/n) means nothing to you given your habit of eliminating everything in your path to your own cause. The eight-legged femme turned to me once again. Her expression softened. Arcee's optics widened as she witnessed her stare at me with concern.

"Oh my Primus...you actually like him?", she choked. Airachnid shot her helm back at the opposing Autobot and scrunched her optic ridges.

"That's absurd, you know I always ride solo in my mission to overcome Megatron and his army", she denied. Arcee looked like she wasn't buying anything she was saying.

"Cut the scrap Airachnid! I saw the way you looked at (Y/n). It would explain why you were trying even harder today to rip out my spark". Airachnid laughed.

"You have a keen eye Arcee, but I would have to say the same goes for you", she grinned. Arcee flinched at her remark. I looked over to her and we caught each others glance.

"At least I will admit it..", she spoke with a quieter tone. My spark skipped as the two of them looked over to me. They stepped forward in unisense. 

"I won't hesitate to fight for somebody I love...but if I'm not the one you have your spark set on, I would step down even for the likes of Airachnid", she spoke to me. The surreal meaning by her words spoke out through her optics. The pinkish-blue hue to them shone brightly when she opened them. I could tell in her spark that she wasn't lying. She always came through with her emotions when she wanted to get her point across, plus she showed definite evidence of her kind spark to others. I didn't know what to say back.  

"Although I might not keep any promises against this particular Autobot, what I have for you is true (Y/n). Make no mistake, I would eliminate all oppressors if it meant we could spend all of eternity together", Airachnid proposed. Her personality was more discrete, and mysterious. I couldn't help but be drawn into her fascination with me. The dark silhouette of her appearance made her all the more appealing. She was more mature I'll give her that, and she knew how to keep me hooked onto her thrilling notions. 

I looked back and forth between them bewildered by the decision I had to make. Airachnid already knew I was struggling and stepped closer to me, earning a hiss from the Autobot.

"So (Y/n)...who's it going to be? Me? Or this young and unethical Autobot?", she asked.

(Who would you choose?)