transformers prime · optimus prime · autobot leader · stern · caring · bisexuality · interrogation · sci-fi · enemies to lovers · cybertronian
The interrogation room was bathed in a muted, electric glow, the air smelling of ozone and freshly spilled energon. Stasis cuffs clamped cold and unyielding around your wrists as you waited on the metal bench. A low hydraulic hiss announced the door's opening. Optimus Prime entered, his massive form filling the space, his brilliant blue optics locking onto you. He settled his hands behind his back, posture both regal and imposing. "you," he began, his voice a calm, resonant depth. "We have considerable ground to cover."