Transformers Prime x Reader Oneshots & Lemons

Goodnight (Megatron x Depressed! Femme Reader) Lemon/Angst

Hello my fleshies! Wow, am I thrilled right now! Over a hundred views and many lovely comments! I am very thankful guys! Now enough of my cliche rambling. This one is a sort of lemon, it has mature content but focuses more on the emotions behind it. It does get sad, but there is no suicidal or self harm stuff. So it should be all good. Now on with the feels!                         ________________________________________________________________________________

It had been quite a while since I joined the Deceptions. I didn't really fight, I was an engineer, and a damn good one. That is what got me here on the Nemesis, I maintain the engine and other aspects of the ship's maintenance. I'm not a drone, but I am not very well known by the rest of the crew. I'm a bit shy so I don't socialise and spending most of my time in the engine rooms I don't really get a chance. I get instructions from Commander Soundwave, but that is about it.

However, a little while after we arrived on the planet 'Earth' something I did not expect happened. Our fierce leader and warlord Megatron...took an interest in me.

It started of innocently enough. He started to transmit me my orders every now and then instead of Soundwave. He then began to visit personally with instructions. After a little while he then expressed the interest of interfacing, which caught me very off guard that I had a momentary glitch. I accepted for a few reasons. One was I didn't want to deny Lord Megatron himself, two was excitement, and finally, no one ever took interest in me and I felt I would never get the chance to interface with someone. It was a good night, we met at his quarters, he obviously took the lead, and I honestly had a great time. I then left to go to my own habsuit so we didn't raise suspicions.

The next Earth week he made the same request, I accepted. Then the week after, and then a few cycles after that. It then became almost nightly, usually every two cycles.

At first I was happy with this, I felt loved and it didn't interfere with work. But as time went on, I started to doubt my position. We never talked, he didn't visit me during the day, we never progressed into any kind of romantic relationship. We didn't even spend whole nights together, after we interfaced he would tell me to go back to my room. He said it was so no one would find out about us, but to me, I felt that he just didn't want me there. My mood began to drop and my enthusiasm for our meet ups felt more like chores, I didn't talk to Lord Megatron though, he wouldn't care.

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Right now I was in the right engine bay, there was a pressure problem and it had taken almost a cycle for us to fix. The drones that worked with me were just as exhausted as I, so I told them to have an early discharge from work. When I got back to my habsuit I instantly started to write up reports. I found that I had taken a habit to distracting myself constantly.

While typing on my small computer I heard a familiar ping of my private communication line with Megatron. I hesitated for a moment before answering,

"Hello?"

I tried to sound confident, but I definitely wasn't,

"Greetings (Y/N), I heard of your early finish this cycle, I guess you are at your quarters?"

I was so tired, but I didn't know if denying him would make him angry or not,

"Yes my Lord."

"Good, I would like to see you in my habsuit in a few kliks."

"Of course Lord Megatron."

With that he ended the transmission and I vented slowly and shakily, I wasn't scared that he would hurt me, but I had to use all the strength I had to start heading to his dorm.