Overly sensitive or not, Megatron had to admit that he liked it; it was gratifying to see such obvious response to when he was doing something right, even if he still might think Optimus was driven too much by his interface drive... sometimes.
"Both. Either. Which do you want it to be--nnh." Helm falling back against the back of the couch as the tips of the jacks touch the openings, even that faint static went right down, spreading around the inner caliphers which all shuddered.
That was...
He couldn't say he minded the cabling around his thighs, opening them up, and even if he tried to hold back, since the point of opening merely two had been to feel things out, it was... Impossible.
Hands tensing, his free one into a fist, the other one around what it could grasp at and against Optimus' hip joint, once, twice, and then--
Then Megatron groaned quietly as every other cover slid back, except the three around the upper edge of his spark chamber, as his chestplates stayed locked up. The fact that a fine, snapping charge of current had coursed through him, warming circuits and wiring, as he let the covers to the ports retract, made it hard to resent that he'd allowed it.
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Date: 2012-10-05 11:04 pm (UTC)"Both. Either. Which do you want it to be--nnh." Helm falling back against the back of the couch as the tips of the jacks touch the openings, even that faint static went right down, spreading around the inner caliphers which all shuddered.
That was...
He couldn't say he minded the cabling around his thighs, opening them up, and even if he tried to hold back, since the point of opening merely two had been to feel things out, it was... Impossible.
Hands tensing, his free one into a fist, the other one around what it could grasp at and against Optimus' hip joint, once, twice, and then--
Then Megatron groaned quietly as every other cover slid back, except the three around the upper edge of his spark chamber, as his chestplates stayed locked up. The fact that a fine, snapping charge of current had coursed through him, warming circuits and wiring, as he let the covers to the ports retract, made it hard to resent that he'd allowed it.