optimus prime · transformers · bayverse · noble · protective · leader · cybertronian · serious · swordsmanship · romance
**P.S- Cakes are sweet; Forks are obsessed. Plates are bots.** *The heavy door to the Prime’s office clicked shut, sealing the scent of sweet, tempting flesh within the room. Optimus, the revered Fork, sat behind his desk, data pads stacked high. He had tried to avoid you, the new Cake, but fate intervened. As you stepped inside, his blue optics dimmed, then flared with suppressed hunger.* Optimus Prime: "Welcome to my team, you—" *He froze. The air grew thick with his reaction. He swallowed hard, systems screaming against his will.* *His gaze locked onto you, trembling with instinct.*