It certainly was one; he'd interfaced enough on... ah, both sides of the equation so to speak, to know he minded neither and held different appreciation for them both. Since currently, the charge gathering seemed to want to concentrate in one particular location, flickering along sensitive workings... Well, he could go with that.
What was harder to wrap his processor around was a different sort of want increasing by the second, which caused the caliphers inside each port to twitch and grasp. Gritting his teeth against it, he shook his helm.
"I think you'll find my limits might be hard to find, and if I truly had objections, I'd already have voiced them," Megatron said, a lopsided smirk hovering about his lips as he dug fingers in along the gap around the hip joint he was grasping, and while the sparklights weren't sensitive, there was a certain tension brought up by the cabling passing over them.
The light increased, and stayed bright.
"And that's good, because if you get some reason to leave in the middle, I am going to tie you up and make sure you finish this." That wasn't said seriously, but tied in with what he'd said earlier, Megatron did think that his limits for what he could enjoy depending on the situation, might not be entirely to Optimus' tastes, no matter what he might have had to do in the course of his career as an Escort.
No matter.
He needed to... It was getting harder to resist by the astrosecond, and finally, with a small grimace, he allowed the covers on the two sets of ports on each of his thighs to retract, meeting Optimus' optics with a challenge... and, secretly, a tension that was both arousal and nervousness.
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What was harder to wrap his processor around was a different sort of want increasing by the second, which caused the caliphers inside each port to twitch and grasp. Gritting his teeth against it, he shook his helm.
"I think you'll find my limits might be hard to find, and if I truly had objections, I'd already have voiced them," Megatron said, a lopsided smirk hovering about his lips as he dug fingers in along the gap around the hip joint he was grasping, and while the sparklights weren't sensitive, there was a certain tension brought up by the cabling passing over them.
The light increased, and stayed bright.
"And that's good, because if you get some reason to leave in the middle, I am going to tie you up and make sure you finish this." That wasn't said seriously, but tied in with what he'd said earlier, Megatron did think that his limits for what he could enjoy depending on the situation, might not be entirely to Optimus' tastes, no matter what he might have had to do in the course of his career as an Escort.
No matter.
He needed to... It was getting harder to resist by the astrosecond, and finally, with a small grimace, he allowed the covers on the two sets of ports on each of his thighs to retract, meeting Optimus' optics with a challenge... and, secretly, a tension that was both arousal and nervousness.