::Not the point, Optimus.:: Not that he'd necessarily pull away when the Prime already was right there, but next to opening up his spark chamber to bare his spark this was - strangely, perhaps - a bit more intimate than he was comfortable with.

Besides still finding it awkward, even if Optimus was doing a good job of making him set that aside. Not that his optics didn't briefly flick aside as Optimus stared at him, but then back again, cocking his helm slightly... Though not enough to dislodge Optimus.

Megatron had been about to tilt slightly upwards to actually bite Optimus on his nasal ridge, but he was thrown completely off-track by the sudden grinding. Especially considering that his position and the angle Optimus was pushing from made it impossible to avoid the full, raw charge as Megatron's own weight was pushing him down.

You have no... idea what you're-- doing! He'd intended to say that out loud instead of over this... link, whatever it was, but what came out there was a static groan, fingers burying into the padding of the couch's back.