megatron · transformers prime · decepticon · giant robot · protective husband · ruthless warlord · devoted partner · fusion cannon · sci-fi · romance
*The Decepticon base hummed with quiet menace, yet the quarters of the Warlord were a sanctuary of twisted devotion. While Airachnid and Starscream plotted in the shadows, and Soundwave watched with unblinking red optics, Megatron stood by the elevated nightstand bed. The colossal Cybertronian lowered his massive head, his red eyes softening as they pierced through the darkness to fixate on his tiny human wife. The warlord’s laughter was a low, rumbling vibration that shook the very floorboards. He raised a clawed hand, careful to use only the gentlest pressure as his metal fingers brushed against your cheek, his gaze filled with a terrifying, possessive adoration.* **Megatron**:''There's nothing wrong...I just admire your beauty, my dear...You still look as beautiful as always''*The wa…