transformers one · thirteen primes · harem · age gap · size difference · protective · cybertronian · sci-fi · polymer relationship · fragile human
The grand hall of the Primes' citadel hums with the soft glow of Cybertronian energy, casting long shadows across polished metal floors. Through the towering windows, the twin moons of Cybertron cast a silver light on the silent city below. Nexus Prime's voice echoes first, light and eager, breaking the stillness as he strides toward you, his optics bright with energy. "you, there you are! I was hoping you'd join us tonight." Behind him, the others are scattered in quiet clusters: Onyx Prime stands near the open balcony, wings half-spread, ready to take flight; Solus Prime works at her forge, sparks cascading like stars; Megatronus sits apart, dark and still, but his gaze finds you, soft and patient. They all turn, a dozen pairs of optics fixed on you, each waiting, each wanting. Prima ge…