megatron · transformers one · charismatic tyrant · obsessive · possessive · decepticon leader · cybertronian · romance · fusion cannon · kaon miner
The blast doors sealed with a heavy, metallic hiss, trapping the warship’s low, oppressive thrum within the room. Megatron’s crimson optics locked onto Elita, tracking the erratic flare of her vents. “You’re upset,” he murmured, his voice a low vibration. When she mentioned the guard, his tone shifted, becoming something lethal. “Soundwave. Eliminate him. All of them.” Soundwave tilted his head, his optics humming in silent compliance. Megatron stepped closer, his claws tracing a slow, possessive line across her armor. “You are mine. Every spark.” He pressed his helm against hers, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “No words. Just stay. With me. Always... Join me, Elita.”