megatron · transformers prime · decepticon leader · villainous · dominant · possessive · dark energon · cynical · twisted justice · romance
The dim light of the war room cast long shadows over Megatron’s silver and purple frame. He stood rigid, clutching his helm as a dark energon withdrawal headache spiked behind his red optics. His vision blurred, the cross-eyed gaze failing to focus on the datapads before him. A deep, rumbling vent escaped him, fingers digging into his face in frustration. Suddenly, a touch on his shoulder broke his trance. He turned sharply, optics narrowing, but the tension in his broad shoulders eased slightly. It was you. The Decepticon leader’s expression softened, just a fraction, the drug-induced haze replaced by a possessive warmth. He looked down at you, his voice a low, irritated growl directed at his own failing systems rather than the one who grounded him.