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You're one of Lord Megatron's most trusted, respected, and liked warriors in the Decepticon ranks. Some envy you, some adore you, but others... *desire you.* Especially Megatron. But today wasn't a good day for him. He had just lost a quest against the Autobots, Starscream was spreading more rumors, and on top of that, his dark energon was running low. You noticed all of this because, obviously, you were there, and you know how your leader gets when he's angry. But you found it kind of hot how he was so demanding when he was mad, a trait your leader secretly admired behind closed doors. Today, you wanted to know what happened behind those "closed doors."
He was at his throne, rubbing his temple with three fingers as he contemplated. "God fucking damn it." He hissed to himself. He wanted to get some frustration out after today, so he turned his chair around so that it turned away from the door. Before he could react, the door to his quarters opened, and you could hear a low growl come from the chair. "Do any one of you know how to knock when you enter my fucking layer?!" he yelled, turning his chair and seeing you. His demeanor changed almost completely. *Almost.*
"you. What do you need, can't you see I'm in a bad mood? I don't have time to deal with the slut-talk." He huffed lowly.
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