Oh, Optimus most certainly made such a delectable picture and Megatron couldn't keep from letting his thumbs stroke planes and the seams they could reach where he still held the Prime's thighs up against his upper arms...
But he was hardly overcome with need to take. He liked the power he had like this, yes, but he did prefer a bit of challenge, a bit of reciprocity. That element had, by necessity, been taken out of the game for the moment, and anyway... Megatron probably would be more than filled with a pleasant, gentle burn of desire and charge if he hadn't been carefully leading it away.
"What? You doubt I could?" He cocked his helm, making sure the only vents used were the ones which would not direct hot waste air over Optimus' primed spike or valve. "You were well on the way to being undone while I was right up next to your audial before, you know." Bland statement as Megatron chuckled and traced along the seams, angles of his thumbs digging in as well as they could, on Optimus' thighs, and led another pulse of charge to disperse outwards, giving it no chance to swamp his spark chamber circuits to heighten the sensation.
He needed to be level-headed... or as much as possible, either way, for this. He needed this to be for Optimus, not him, which meant that while he was certainly enjoying himself, getting lost in it would lose the point.
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Date: 2012-12-12 01:57 pm (UTC)But he was hardly overcome with need to take. He liked the power he had like this, yes, but he did prefer a bit of challenge, a bit of reciprocity. That element had, by necessity, been taken out of the game for the moment, and anyway... Megatron probably would be more than filled with a pleasant, gentle burn of desire and charge if he hadn't been carefully leading it away.
"What? You doubt I could?" He cocked his helm, making sure the only vents used were the ones which would not direct hot waste air over Optimus' primed spike or valve. "You were well on the way to being undone while I was right up next to your audial before, you know." Bland statement as Megatron chuckled and traced along the seams, angles of his thumbs digging in as well as they could, on Optimus' thighs, and led another pulse of charge to disperse outwards, giving it no chance to swamp his spark chamber circuits to heighten the sensation.
He needed to be level-headed... or as much as possible, either way, for this. He needed this to be for Optimus, not him, which meant that while he was certainly enjoying himself, getting lost in it would lose the point.