Evoke

by SMYGO4EVA

Oneshot. Hints of Megatron/Optimus. He had to admit that the Prime had phenomenal stoicism.

Evoke
By SMYGO4EVA

"I'm not afraid of you, Megatron."

He was lying.

The tyrant could feel the Prime's pulse spike underneath the pad of his claws as he traced it along the sharp line of neck cables. He had to admit that the Prime had phenomenal stoicism.

"It seems that you're not as strong as you thought you were, Prime." Megatron noticed that the Prime's optics dulled slightly under his gaze.

"You're in the dark about your destiny, aren't you, Optimus? I could just rip out your accursed spark right here and now, but I need you alive. I want you alive."

"Why?" The Prime's voice was brittle, hollow.

"...sentimental reasons," The tyrant replied, leaning in towards Optimus' audio receptors.

"Curse you to the Pit, Megatron."

"Gladly."