The twins walked down the hall, escorting their sires personal servant as they looked at her with need and want by the way her hip plates moved when she walked. Skytron, the elder twin smirked as he heard the dirty thoughts running through his younger twin, Redtrap. They both had seekers wings from their carrier, Redtrap had a red rusted armor color, Skytron took after his sire with simple grey armor. Their chassis' decepticon symbol glowed bright the closer they got to her, a gorgeous femme with (f/c) armor, she didn't have wings, a ground vehicle like the vehicons. Except, one thing that separated her from them was she had a full processor.

They arrived as she paused before opening the door as her digits carefully tapped in the code "that'll be all."

"Yes, y/n." They said in unison before walking away.

Being Megatron's personal servant meant she was to tend to whatever he needed assistance with, ranging from aid when the doctor was out or simply relaying a message to lower ranks or even high ranks, whatever he needed replayed.

One thing she wasn't was his play toy, he found no interest in her and both his offspring knew it too well. Which was why they decided to make her theirs even if she had no knowledge even though they were sure she did, because even though she was pretty young herself when she became an assistant and they were online she took care of them, when they were young they used to tell her they would bond with her, she was very pretty but just not what Megatron wanted, especially since she was his servant. But who his offspring decided to spark or bond with was something he left for them to decide as long as the bot had a processor and wasn't a drone. All because of a joke Redtrap said when he was a little mech, that he would bond with a drone, of course he changed his mind after awhile but Megatron made it a firm rule.

2 hours passed before she left Megatron, when she wasn't serving Megatron, she was at full duty as a supervisor for mines and the harvesting of energon.

The twins made their move swift "hey, y/n, we need your help!" Redtrap said from down the hall as she turned around and looked at him and approached

"Skytron isn't drunk off high grade again is he?"

"No~" skytron said as he turned the corner in full view behind his younger twin as he smirked

"Then what is it?" She asked curiously

"Our berthroom, we can't find our datapads our sire gave us, it has our history studies inside, can you help us find it? We might have took it out of the berthroom." He said dropping the smirk and folding his arms in a serious manner

"I have to go, boys, I'll keep an optics out for it though." She said as she started to turn, Redtrap reached four and grabbed her arm and scared her as she let out a startled yelp and looked at them

"Come on, y/n, Please! Sire will get really mad if we have to tell him we lost them!" Redtrap pleaded

"Oh you mechlings.." she sighed "quickly though!" She said as she briskly walked down the hall with the twins in tow

They arrived at the twins berthroom as she walked in and started to look but sighed "You mechs, you must have dropped them on the floor and kicked them, they're under your berths." She said pulling out 2 datapad as Redtrap snatched them but Skytron stood there and smirked "Y/n, remember when we used to tell you we'd always bond with you when we got older?"

"Well of course, you told me every day until you were in adolescent." She said but glanced over at Redtrap who set the datapads on their side table

"Well, we're ready."

Her cooling fans kicked on as her face playing turned a dark blue

"Why I- but i- but your sire!" She said

"He said we could have anyone we desired, and we chose you." Skytron said as his digits gently poked her helm as he backed her up into his berth and settled himself between her legs, letting them wrap around his torso as he settled her on top of his berth

She stared at him

"Tell me you didn't fluster every time we told you we would spark someone, especially you.. tell me I'm wrong. Tell me I done see your face plates dark. Make me a liar. Tell me I don't hear your cooling fans. And primus tell me I don't feel your energy spike whenever you see us. " skytron growled into her audio receptor as he got closer at each statement

She glanced away and looked behind him to see Redtrap. He stood by the door and observed.

"Tell me... you've wanted us since the beginning." He whispered "you've imagined when we were mechlings how we'd be together when we were older but never would you have thought we'd come up on you like this.."

"No.." she uttered out

He let his glossa slide up her neck cables and gently trailed kisses and that was just enough to get a moan already

The long term of need and desire came flooding out.

This went on for hours, the teasing, the fragging. It left y/n weak and unable to return to the mines. She laid between the two mechs as they possessively wrapped themselves around her and laid there.

She knew Megatron would be pissed but it was definitely worth it..