"Technically, you haven't asked anything at all." Pointing this out as he squeezed the tips of a few fingers into the gap between pelvis armour and hip joint, Megatron just gave a nonchalant glance and grin at the glare he was given, backing off the aduial. Stretching slightly, he, completely lacking in shame, ran his tongue up the crest at the center front of the helm, making sure to feel out the slats before he leaned over and closed his lips about the other side's audial again.
//You've demanded I get off, but you haven't asked anything... was there something you wanted Optimus?// With that, he slid down the audial, using only tongue and lips to caress it this time, in comparison to the other one earlier.
He knew he had to be careful; he could feel the delightful, uncontrolled trembling underneath him, and he didn't want Optimus to overload here and now. No, that would take a while, to underscore not just the end result, but also that Optimus didn't need to fear he'd just leave him hanging. His preferred method was usually driving his partner out of their processor with several consecutive overloads, but given the faint, flicker of fear, humiliation and hesitance he'd caught when they'd been merged when he was "taking too long", his favourite and favoured method wouldn't get him what he wanted.
Megatron figured he still had a few moments before he got to continue his exploration of Optimus frame elsewhere than his audials, however, and so wriggled the fingers forced down into the hip gap.
He had to admit, he was slightly impressed Optimus hadn't demanded he go faster yet, but that would probably happen when he backed off in the next few moments or so and didn't let his Prime overload when it first came up.
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Date: 2012-11-19 05:59 pm (UTC)//You've demanded I get off, but you haven't asked anything... was there something you wanted Optimus?// With that, he slid down the audial, using only tongue and lips to caress it this time, in comparison to the other one earlier.
He knew he had to be careful; he could feel the delightful, uncontrolled trembling underneath him, and he didn't want Optimus to overload here and now. No, that would take a while, to underscore not just the end result, but also that Optimus didn't need to fear he'd just leave him hanging. His preferred method was usually driving his partner out of their processor with several consecutive overloads, but given the faint, flicker of fear, humiliation and hesitance he'd caught when they'd been merged when he was "taking too long", his favourite and favoured method wouldn't get him what he wanted.
Megatron figured he still had a few moments before he got to continue his exploration of Optimus frame elsewhere than his audials, however, and so wriggled the fingers forced down into the hip gap.
He had to admit, he was slightly impressed Optimus hadn't demanded he go faster yet, but that would probably happen when he backed off in the next few moments or so and didn't let his Prime overload when it first came up.