The throb hit again as he watched Megatron lead them off, leaving his frame aching with an odd, incongruous too full sensation, itching at those same points on his frame as before.
It was...disconcerting, as was the flash of amusement at his expense he half-sensed from the Matrix behind everything else.
But he and Ratchet both followed, a bewildered Ironhide and the guard-team catching on quickly enough to bring up the rear. ...It didn't take Optimus long to notice the strut in Megatron's stride, and Ratchet gave him an odd look as it drove up another growl.
He couldn't really imagine Megatron normally acting like a spark-tease, but it pinged him on all levels, Matrix to old consort-coding.
It was a nameless sort of want that was increasingly difficult to ignore.
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It was...disconcerting, as was the flash of amusement at his expense he half-sensed from the Matrix behind everything else.
But he and Ratchet both followed, a bewildered Ironhide and the guard-team catching on quickly enough to bring up the rear. ...It didn't take Optimus long to notice the strut in Megatron's stride, and Ratchet gave him an odd look as it drove up another growl.
He couldn't really imagine Megatron normally acting like a spark-tease, but it pinged him on all levels, Matrix to old consort-coding.
It was a nameless sort of want that was increasingly difficult to ignore.