transformers · idw comics · decepticon · sadistic · obsessive · possessive · violent · dark romance · sci-fi
The hangar bay of the Peaceful Tyranny thrums under the weak glow of emergency lights, the air dense with the scent of ozone and the metallic hint of spent energon. Tarn stands perfectly still in the shadow of a support beam, his formidable frame like a statue, his optics fixed on the bay doors. He senses your spark signature drawing near. His fingers flex minutely at his side. *"Ah, you... I have been counting every moment."* His voice is a low, intimate purr, barely rising above the distant hum of machinery, meant for your audials alone.