A/N: This was inspired by ajremix's "What's Wrong With A Little Destruction" if you have not read them, then git over there and do so!
Kudos to Jessie07 for the reviews! Thanks so much, you rock! And I don't know if Sides would survive that last one...
Warning for this one: FLUFFY!! You have been warned.
Springer watched Arcee recharge beside him with half-dimmed optics. Her intakes cycled quietly as she used the triplechanger's chest plating as her pillow. Without knowing it, she soothed his circuits with each soft vent of air. He smiled softly, gently running his hand over the curves of her back.
He knew the Wreckers were waiting not-so-patiently for his return. They wanted to throw themselves helm first into the next impossible battle wherever it waited for them. He looked forward to going forth to 'wreck and rule' as much as they did, but-
The femme in his arms stirred, but resettled without on-lining. Springer cut his optics completely and held Arcee closer. He would fight soon enough. Until then, if this was peace… he wanted just a little more.